Volumdremaak would have left the City of Order after some time exploring, traveling further out to see what she can find.
She sees the suit of armor (look at previous post for description) looking at a grave and ghost
"Hm....greeting, you are a new being" The shadowy void whispers out as the being rolls closer like an dark fog.
It remains silent
She approaches quietly but doesn't get too close, watching curiously. She can sense power in this being.
It grabs the ghost by it throat and absorbs it and speaks in a cold, metallic, ghastly voice “Return to the ather. Return to the grave.”
"Hm...interesting..." She whispers as she circles around, giving the being a wide berth. She respects those that help the souls move on, though this entity's roughness makes her a bit wary. She doesn't wish to make enemies at this time.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Zeon watches, surprised. "I don't know...when this Lady will return, just that she is doing something important from how these snakes speak"
The arms flop sadly
"Killing vampires with a star?"
"Vampires....what are those....?"
Thousands of stars flutter into the shape of a vampire
"These- they die from exposure to suns"
"Hm...why does she...wish to kill them....and why go herself....if she has her own followers?" He asks curiously.
"They are undead beings of evil- and I gave her the star, something that if in her followers hands, the followers might die"
"So they are dangerous? ....thank you for the information....I admire the living....and their abilities to use the fundamentals that churn...and creates all that is physical and tangible...to blend them into their beings....but the abstract of their souls...and minds are....more foreign...."
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Volumdremaak would have left the City of Order after some time exploring, traveling further out to see what she can find.
She sees the suit of armor (look at previous post for description) looking at a grave and ghost
"Hm....greeting, you are a new being" The shadowy void whispers out as the being rolls closer like an dark fog.
It remains silent
She approaches quietly but doesn't get too close, watching curiously. She can sense power in this being.
It grabs the ghost by it throat and absorbs it and speaks in a cold, metallic, ghastly voice “Return to the ather. Return to the grave.”
"Hm...interesting..." She whispers as she circles around, giving the being a wide berth. She respects those that help the souls move on, though this entity's roughness makes her a bit wary. She doesn't wish to make enemies at this time.
Zeon watches, surprised. "I don't know...when this Lady will return, just that she is doing something important from how these snakes speak"
The arms flop sadly
"Killing vampires with a star?"
"Vampires....what are those....?"
Thousands of stars flutter into the shape of a vampire
"These- they die from exposure to suns"
"Hm...why does she...wish to kill them....and why go herself....if she has her own followers?" He asks curiously.
"They are undead beings of evil- and I gave her the star, something that if in her followers hands, the followers might die"
"So they are dangerous? ....thank you for the information....I admire the living....and their abilities to use the fundamentals that churn...and creates all that is physical and tangible...to blend them into their beings....but the abstract of their souls...and minds are....more foreign...."
"They are not that dangerous to us I believe, but to humans... erm- uh; very deeeaaad..."
Volumdremaak would have left the City of Order after some time exploring, traveling further out to see what she can find.
She sees the suit of armor (look at previous post for description) looking at a grave and ghost
"Hm....greeting, you are a new being" The shadowy void whispers out as the being rolls closer like an dark fog.
It remains silent
She approaches quietly but doesn't get too close, watching curiously. She can sense power in this being.
It grabs the ghost by it throat and absorbs it and speaks in a cold, metallic, ghastly voice “Return to the ather. Return to the grave.”
"Hm...interesting..." She whispers as she circles around, giving the being a wide berth. She respects those that help the souls move on, though this entity's roughness makes her a bit wary. She doesn't wish to make enemies at this time.
It notices “Speak thy name, oh one of shadows.”
Hearing the being speak, she stops as one draconic eye appears to look at the armored being.
"I am Volumdremaak, the Gentle Darkness." She whispers out.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Zeon watches, surprised. "I don't know...when this Lady will return, just that she is doing something important from how these snakes speak"
The arms flop sadly
"Killing vampires with a star?"
"Vampires....what are those....?"
Thousands of stars flutter into the shape of a vampire
"These- they die from exposure to suns"
"Hm...why does she...wish to kill them....and why go herself....if she has her own followers?" He asks curiously.
"They are undead beings of evil- and I gave her the star, something that if in her followers hands, the followers might die"
"So they are dangerous? ....thank you for the information....I admire the living....and their abilities to use the fundamentals that churn...and creates all that is physical and tangible...to blend them into their beings....but the abstract of their souls...and minds are....more foreign...."
"They are not that dangerous to us I believe, but to humans... erm- uh; very deeeaaad..."
"Ah, still will stay cautious of creatures like that."
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Zeon watches, surprised. "I don't know...when this Lady will return, just that she is doing something important from how these snakes speak"
The arms flop sadly
"Killing vampires with a star?"
"Vampires....what are those....?"
Thousands of stars flutter into the shape of a vampire
"These- they die from exposure to suns"
"Hm...why does she...wish to kill them....and why go herself....if she has her own followers?" He asks curiously.
"They are undead beings of evil- and I gave her the star, something that if in her followers hands, the followers might die"
"So they are dangerous? ....thank you for the information....I admire the living....and their abilities to use the fundamentals that churn...and creates all that is physical and tangible...to blend them into their beings....but the abstract of their souls...and minds are....more foreign...."
"They are not that dangerous to us I believe, but to humans... erm- uh; very deeeaaad..."
"Ah, still will stay cautious of creatures like that."
Zeon watches, surprised. "I don't know...when this Lady will return, just that she is doing something important from how these snakes speak"
The arms flop sadly
"Killing vampires with a star?"
"Vampires....what are those....?"
Thousands of stars flutter into the shape of a vampire
"These- they die from exposure to suns"
"Hm...why does she...wish to kill them....and why go herself....if she has her own followers?" He asks curiously.
"They are undead beings of evil- and I gave her the star, something that if in her followers hands, the followers might die"
"So they are dangerous? ....thank you for the information....I admire the living....and their abilities to use the fundamentals that churn...and creates all that is physical and tangible...to blend them into their beings....but the abstract of their souls...and minds are....more foreign...."
"They are not that dangerous to us I believe, but to humans... erm- uh; very deeeaaad..."
"Ah, still will stay cautious of creatures like that."
"As you should, a wise choice- goodbye"
they fade away
*GTG*
*Bye!*
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Tosu is near the river, punching trees. His face is set in hard concentration, bruises covering his exposed skin. He’s wearing a simple fishnet tanktop and loose shorts, his gear discarded nearby. His tattoos flash with every punch, a vibrant white color. Tosu’s breath is ragged, but he continues, as if fighting for his life. He’s muttering, as if talking to himself. “Damn sword, I- AGH-“ He winces, pausing before continuing his barrage. ”I didn’t sell my damn soul!” He presses his fingers to his temples and exhales softly. “Just.. leave me be. Please. I will get stronger. This is what I need. I don’t require your help.” With a final punch, he smashes a hole straight through the trunk of the tree before closing his eyes and dropping to his knees. “Fantastic..”
He feels something watching him. A dark presence surrounding him, invisible but felt as if it were the air itself.
who are you? The presence whispers like the whistling wind.
He picks his bow up and frowns, scanning the area. “Who’s asking?”
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Volumdremaak would have left the City of Order after some time exploring, traveling further out to see what she can find.
She sees the suit of armor (look at previous post for description) looking at a grave and ghost
"Hm....greeting, you are a new being" The shadowy void whispers out as the being rolls closer like an dark fog.
It remains silent
She approaches quietly but doesn't get too close, watching curiously. She can sense power in this being.
It grabs the ghost by it throat and absorbs it and speaks in a cold, metallic, ghastly voice “Return to the ather. Return to the grave.”
"Hm...interesting..." She whispers as she circles around, giving the being a wide berth. She respects those that help the souls move on, though this entity's roughness makes her a bit wary. She doesn't wish to make enemies at this time.
It notices “Speak thy name, oh one of shadows.”
Hearing the being speak, she stops as one draconic eye appears to look at the armored being.
"I am Volumdremaak, the Gentle Darkness." She whispers out.
*back and I’m changing the name* ”I lack a name yet my title is ᛋᚢᛟᛚ ᚱᛖᚾᛞᛖᚱ.” She has no idea what that language was or what it means
Volumdremaak would have left the City of Order after some time exploring, traveling further out to see what she can find.
She sees the suit of armor (look at previous post for description) looking at a grave and ghost
"Hm....greeting, you are a new being" The shadowy void whispers out as the being rolls closer like an dark fog.
It remains silent
She approaches quietly but doesn't get too close, watching curiously. She can sense power in this being.
It grabs the ghost by it throat and absorbs it and speaks in a cold, metallic, ghastly voice “Return to the ather. Return to the grave.”
"Hm...interesting..." She whispers as she circles around, giving the being a wide berth. She respects those that help the souls move on, though this entity's roughness makes her a bit wary. She doesn't wish to make enemies at this time.
It notices “Speak thy name, oh one of shadows.”
Hearing the being speak, she stops as one draconic eye appears to look at the armored being.
"I am Volumdremaak, the Gentle Darkness." She whispers out.
*back and I’m changing the name* ”I lack a name yet my title is ᛋᚢᛟᛚ ᚱᛖᚾᛞᛖᚱ.” She has no idea what that language was or what it means
"Unfortunately, I do not understand the tongue you spoke, but it is nice to meet you"
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Volumdremaak would have left the City of Order after some time exploring, traveling further out to see what she can find.
She sees the suit of armor (look at previous post for description) looking at a grave and ghost
"Hm....greeting, you are a new being" The shadowy void whispers out as the being rolls closer like an dark fog.
It remains silent
She approaches quietly but doesn't get too close, watching curiously. She can sense power in this being.
It grabs the ghost by it throat and absorbs it and speaks in a cold, metallic, ghastly voice “Return to the ather. Return to the grave.”
"Hm...interesting..." She whispers as she circles around, giving the being a wide berth. She respects those that help the souls move on, though this entity's roughness makes her a bit wary. She doesn't wish to make enemies at this time.
It notices “Speak thy name, oh one of shadows.”
Hearing the being speak, she stops as one draconic eye appears to look at the armored being.
"I am Volumdremaak, the Gentle Darkness." She whispers out.
*back and I’m changing the name* ”I lack a name yet my title is ᛋᚢᛟᛚ ᚱᛖᚾᛞᛖᚱ.” She has no idea what that language was or what it means
"Unfortunately, I do not understand the tongue you spoke, but it is nice to meet you"
“Ah yes, in your speech it would mean, the render of souls. But you may call me Utgard Rohand. Or one of the two.”
Volumdremaak would have left the City of Order after some time exploring, traveling further out to see what she can find.
She sees the suit of armor (look at previous post for description) looking at a grave and ghost
"Hm....greeting, you are a new being" The shadowy void whispers out as the being rolls closer like an dark fog.
It remains silent
She approaches quietly but doesn't get too close, watching curiously. She can sense power in this being.
It grabs the ghost by it throat and absorbs it and speaks in a cold, metallic, ghastly voice “Return to the ather. Return to the grave.”
"Hm...interesting..." She whispers as she circles around, giving the being a wide berth. She respects those that help the souls move on, though this entity's roughness makes her a bit wary. She doesn't wish to make enemies at this time.
It notices “Speak thy name, oh one of shadows.”
Hearing the being speak, she stops as one draconic eye appears to look at the armored being.
"I am Volumdremaak, the Gentle Darkness." She whispers out.
*back and I’m changing the name* ”I lack a name yet my title is ᛋᚢᛟᛚ ᚱᛖᚾᛞᛖᚱ.” She has no idea what that language was or what it means
"Unfortunately, I do not understand the tongue you spoke, but it is nice to meet you"
“Ah yes, in your speech it would mean, the render of souls. But you may call me Utgard Rohand. Or one of the two.”
"Well, greetings to you Utgard Rohand. I apologize if I was intruding. I'm still a bit new to this world and have been exploring when I came upon you."
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Volumdremaak would have left the City of Order after some time exploring, traveling further out to see what she can find.
She sees the suit of armor (look at previous post for description) looking at a grave and ghost
"Hm....greeting, you are a new being" The shadowy void whispers out as the being rolls closer like an dark fog.
It remains silent
She approaches quietly but doesn't get too close, watching curiously. She can sense power in this being.
It grabs the ghost by it throat and absorbs it and speaks in a cold, metallic, ghastly voice “Return to the ather. Return to the grave.”
"Hm...interesting..." She whispers as she circles around, giving the being a wide berth. She respects those that help the souls move on, though this entity's roughness makes her a bit wary. She doesn't wish to make enemies at this time.
It notices “Speak thy name, oh one of shadows.”
Hearing the being speak, she stops as one draconic eye appears to look at the armored being.
"I am Volumdremaak, the Gentle Darkness." She whispers out.
*back and I’m changing the name* ”I lack a name yet my title is ᛋᚢᛟᛚ ᚱᛖᚾᛞᛖᚱ.” She has no idea what that language was or what it means
"Unfortunately, I do not understand the tongue you spoke, but it is nice to meet you"
“Ah yes, in your speech it would mean, the render of souls. But you may call me Utgard Rohand. Or one of the two.”
"Well, greetings to you Utgard Rohand. I apologize if I was intruding. I'm still a bit new to this world and have been exploring when I came upon you."
“No matter to me.”
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Somewhere between a genius and a moron.
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Thousands of stars flutter into the shape of a vampire
"These- they die from exposure to suns"
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
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Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
"Hm...why does she...wish to kill them....and why go herself....if she has her own followers?" He asks curiously.
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
It grabs the ghost by it throat and absorbs it and speaks in a cold, metallic, ghastly voice “Return to the ather. Return to the grave.”
Somewhere between a genius and a moron.
"They are undead beings of evil- and I gave her the star, something that if in her followers hands, the followers might die"
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
"Hm...interesting..." She whispers as she circles around, giving the being a wide berth. She respects those that help the souls move on, though this entity's roughness makes her a bit wary. She doesn't wish to make enemies at this time.
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
"So they are dangerous? ....thank you for the information....I admire the living....and their abilities to use the fundamentals that churn...and creates all that is physical and tangible...to blend them into their beings....but the abstract of their souls...and minds are....more foreign...."
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
It notices “Speak thy name, oh one of shadows.”
Somewhere between a genius and a moron.
"They are not that dangerous to us I believe, but to humans... erm- uh; very deeeaaad..."
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
*yeah, exactly*
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
Hearing the being speak, she stops as one draconic eye appears to look at the armored being.
"I am Volumdremaak, the Gentle Darkness." She whispers out.
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
*GTG in like 1-2 minutes!*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
"Ah, still will stay cautious of creatures like that."
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
"As you should, a wise choice- goodbye"
they fade away
*GTG*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
*Bye!*
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
He picks his bow up and frowns, scanning the area. “Who’s asking?”
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
*back and I’m changing the name*
”I lack a name yet my title is ᛋᚢᛟᛚ ᚱᛖᚾᛞᛖᚱ.” She has no idea what that language was or what it means
Somewhere between a genius and a moron.
"Unfortunately, I do not understand the tongue you spoke, but it is nice to meet you"
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
“Ah yes, in your speech it would mean, the render of souls. But you may call me Utgard Rohand. Or one of the two.”
Somewhere between a genius and a moron.
"Well, greetings to you Utgard Rohand. I apologize if I was intruding. I'm still a bit new to this world and have been exploring when I came upon you."
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
“No matter to me.”
Somewhere between a genius and a moron.