well… I’m not entirely sure that you by yourself could handle Faltros alone, I’ll leave that to my bearer Crotalus. But I’ve witnessed your immense strength, you would be able to deal with many of their minions. Not sure how you’d fare against the bigger ones, but do you think you could slay a dragon or two? Hundred?
Tosu pauses. “Depends on the type of dragon and the age. I could slay a few greatwyrms, but alone, I’d die after around five.”
I believe most of them are adults or just above that. And while I cannot grant creatures much power without them actually having me present, I could gift you a boon to help you. (As in they cast a contingency foresight on them, activating when they get in battle for the next time)
*I mean, Faltros is an Overgod now so he can make any CR of dragons. And I own Fizban's physically, so I have the statblock. Thanks for the idea. >:)*
*the storm lord is already doing that*
*Making dragons or Greatwyrms? Greatwyrms are impossible at the Storm Lord's rank, and Faltros made dragons before everyone else.*
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Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
A herd of Stags are frolicking through other divinities domains, sign of decay on them, and different colored flames where their eyes should be.
The moment they enter the never ending wildfire, their entire bodies catch on fire. The pain excruciating. Yet they don’t die. Their flesh and fur keeps regrowing, giving the fire a never ending source
The stags panic and run towards the swirling forest. The second they enter its boundary, the fire cools.
*why? Because this is the fire of a fire fire god and gods can’t really effect the others domain*
*One of the Twin Flamed Stone’s first divine friends was afraid to stay for too long because they had a passive effect that could destroy the Swirling Forest. After learning that, the Twin Flamed Stone set up an effect that dampens the effects of other gods in their domain.
*dampen or cancel out? Because this is the fire of a tier 4 will*
A herd of Stags are frolicking through other divinities domains, sign of decay on them, and different colored flames where their eyes should be.
The moment they enter the never ending wildfire, their entire bodies catch on fire. The pain excruciating. Yet they don’t die. Their flesh and fur keeps regrowing, giving the fire a never ending source
The stags panic and run towards the swirling forest. The second they enter its boundary, the fire cools.
*why? Because this is the fire of a fire fire god and gods can’t really effect the others domain*
*One of the Twin Flamed Stone’s first divine friends was afraid to stay for too long because they had a passive effect that could destroy the Swirling Forest. After learning that, the Twin Flamed Stone set up an effect that dampens the effects of other gods in their domain.
*dampen or cancel out? Because this is the fire of a tier 4 will*
*dampen. I said the fire cooled, not disappeared.*
A herd of Stags are frolicking through other divinities domains, sign of decay on them, and different colored flames where their eyes should be.
The moment they enter the never ending wildfire, their entire bodies catch on fire. The pain excruciating. Yet they don’t die. Their flesh and fur keeps regrowing, giving the fire a never ending source
The stags panic and run towards the swirling forest. The second they enter its boundary, the fire cools.
*why? Because this is the fire of a fire fire god and gods can’t really effect the others domain*
*One of the Twin Flamed Stone’s first divine friends was afraid to stay for too long because they had a passive effect that could destroy the Swirling Forest. After learning that, the Twin Flamed Stone set up an effect that dampens the effects of other gods in their domain.
*dampen or cancel out? Because this is the fire of a tier 4 will*
*dampen. I said the fire cooled, not disappeared.*
*that’s literally what it means. If a fire cools, that means it goes out. Saying it wavers or reduces would be better*
A herd of Stags are frolicking through other divinities domains, sign of decay on them, and different colored flames where their eyes should be.
A few of these stags would enter the Hallowed Meadows of Tenebrous, where they can graze on the shadowy grass and bioluminescent flowers. As they graze, their fur becomes a shadow black and their faces become completely skull-like. Where the sections of decay are, beautiful full bloom flowers of various colors and types grow and give off a gentle light. Elegant white designs slowly materialize all over the creature's bodies. The tips of the horns become a blaze with white light that acts as a gentle guiding light for spirits and lost travelers alight.
*I don't know, I was suddenly hit with a wave of inspiration to turn them into creature based on Día de Muertos*
Soon, they are joined by a herd of Drasill that also graze on the shadow grass. These undead horses have pale gray hair and skeletal faces. The have eight thin and bony, yet powerful legs tipped with hooves bathed in ghostly flames that don't burn the surrounding grass. Their manes and tails are also made of this ghostly flame, as will as the small flames where the eyes should be. Each Drasill has an aura of calm and comfort.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
well… I’m not entirely sure that you by yourself could handle Faltros alone, I’ll leave that to my bearer Crotalus. But I’ve witnessed your immense strength, you would be able to deal with many of their minions. Not sure how you’d fare against the bigger ones, but do you think you could slay a dragon or two? Hundred?
Tosu pauses. “Depends on the type of dragon and the age. I could slay a few greatwyrms, but alone, I’d die after around five.”
I believe most of them are adults or just above that. And while I cannot grant creatures much power without them actually having me present, I could gift you a boon to help you. (As in they cast a contingency foresight on them, activating when they get in battle for the next time)
*I mean, Faltros is an Overgod now so he can make any CR of dragons. And I own Fizban's physically, so I have the statblock. Thanks for the idea. >:)*
*the storm lord is already doing that*
*the storm lord has made bronze dragons, correct? Or some other type of metallic dragon, I forgot. Faltros created all 5 chromatic dragons and has just become an Overgod, allowing him to make creatures as powerful as greatwyrms*
Mephilia just made a bunch of Metallic dragons too.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
A herd of Stags are frolicking through other divinities domains, sign of decay on them, and different colored flames where their eyes should be.
The moment they enter the never ending wildfire, their entire bodies catch on fire. The pain excruciating. Yet they don’t die. Their flesh and fur keeps regrowing, giving the fire a never ending source
The stags panic and run towards the swirling forest. The second they enter its boundary, the fire cools.
*why? Because this is the fire of a fire fire god and gods can’t really effect the others domain*
*One of the Twin Flamed Stone’s first divine friends was afraid to stay for too long because they had a passive effect that could destroy the Swirling Forest. After learning that, the Twin Flamed Stone set up an effect that dampens the effects of other gods in their domain.
*dampen or cancel out? Because this is the fire of a tier 4 will*
*dampen. I said the fire cooled, not disappeared.*
*that’s literally what it means. If a fire cools, that means it goes out. Saying it wavers or reduces would be better*
A herd of Stags are frolicking through other divinities domains, sign of decay on them, and different colored flames where their eyes should be.
The moment they enter the never ending wildfire, their entire bodies catch on fire. The pain excruciating. Yet they don’t die. Their flesh and fur keeps regrowing, giving the fire a never ending source
The stags panic and run towards the swirling forest. The second they enter its boundary, the fire cools.
*why? Because this is the fire of a fire fire god and gods can’t really effect the others domain*
*One of the Twin Flamed Stone’s first divine friends was afraid to stay for too long because they had a passive effect that could destroy the Swirling Forest. After learning that, the Twin Flamed Stone set up an effect that dampens the effects of other gods in their domain.
*dampen or cancel out? Because this is the fire of a tier 4 will*
*dampen. I said the fire cooled, not disappeared.*
*that’s literally what it means. If a fire cools, that means it goes out. Saying it wavers or reduces would be better*
A herd of Stags are frolicking through other divinities domains, sign of decay on them, and different colored flames where their eyes should be.
The moment they enter the never ending wildfire, their entire bodies catch on fire. The pain excruciating. Yet they don’t die. Their flesh and fur keeps regrowing, giving the fire a never ending source
The stags panic and run towards the swirling forest. The second they enter its boundary, the fire cools.
*why? Because this is the fire of a fire fire god and gods can’t really effect the others domain*
*One of the Twin Flamed Stone’s first divine friends was afraid to stay for too long because they had a passive effect that could destroy the Swirling Forest. After learning that, the Twin Flamed Stone set up an effect that dampens the effects of other gods in their domain.
*dampen or cancel out? Because this is the fire of a tier 4 will*
*dampen. I said the fire cooled, not disappeared.*
*that’s literally what it means. If a fire cools, that means it goes out. Saying it wavers or reduces would be better*
*ok. The fire reduces and the pain is less.*
A Burning Bird of bronze watches the stags
The forest suddenly moves towards the burning Bird, allowing it to see into the clearing in the center, where a watering hole is, and hovering above it is a stone with two flames coming out of it, one a swirl of vibrant colors, the other the deepest black with white specks coming in and out of existence.
Volumdremaak is traveling through the Valley, collecting to poor traumatized souls of the Herionidians that perished, to fearful and restless to move on and without their god to guide and protect them. She feels their sorrow, their plight, and desires.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Volumdremaak is traveling through the Valley, collecting to poor traumatized souls of the Herionidians that perished, to fearful and restless to move on and without their god to guide and protect them. She feels their sorrow, their plight, and desires.
Traveling through the valley is a group of tieflings and Aasimar who decided to set up camp here.
Volumdremaak is traveling through the Valley, collecting to poor traumatized souls of the Herionidians that perished, to fearful and restless to move on and without their god to guide and protect them. She feels their sorrow, their plight, and desires.
She sees a spectral form blitzing through souls. Each one it passes through is absorbed into its shape
A herd of Stags are frolicking through other divinities domains, sign of decay on them, and different colored flames where their eyes should be.
The moment they enter the never ending wildfire, their entire bodies catch on fire. The pain excruciating. Yet they don’t die. Their flesh and fur keeps regrowing, giving the fire a never ending source
The stags panic and run towards the swirling forest. The second they enter its boundary, the fire cools.
*why? Because this is the fire of a fire fire god and gods can’t really effect the others domain*
*One of the Twin Flamed Stone’s first divine friends was afraid to stay for too long because they had a passive effect that could destroy the Swirling Forest. After learning that, the Twin Flamed Stone set up an effect that dampens the effects of other gods in their domain.
*dampen or cancel out? Because this is the fire of a tier 4 will*
*dampen. I said the fire cooled, not disappeared.*
*that’s literally what it means. If a fire cools, that means it goes out. Saying it wavers or reduces would be better*
*ok. The fire reduces and the pain is less.*
A Burning Bird of bronze watches the stags
The forest suddenly moves towards the burning Bird, allowing it to see into the clearing in the center, where a watering hole is, and hovering above it is a stone with two flames coming out of it, one a swirl of vibrant colors, the other the deepest black with white specks coming in and out of existence.
Volumdremaak is traveling through the Valley, collecting to poor traumatized souls of the Herionidians that perished, to fearful and restless to move on and without their god to guide and protect them. She feels their sorrow, their plight, and desires.
Traveling through the valley is a group of tieflings and Aasimar who decided to set up camp here.
She takes notice, keeping her distance. Her form is currently a massive fog of complete darkness and void with tiny motes of colored likes like stars that are the souls she has collected. The form moves like a fog.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Volumdremaak is traveling through the Valley, collecting to poor traumatized souls of the Herionidians that perished, to fearful and restless to move on and without their god to guide and protect them. She feels their sorrow, their plight, and desires.
She sees a spectral form blitzing through souls. Each one it passes through is absorbed into its shape
She holds the souls in her form closer, shielding them as she watches this spectral form.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
A herd of Stags are frolicking through other divinities domains, sign of decay on them, and different colored flames where their eyes should be.
The moment they enter the never ending wildfire, their entire bodies catch on fire. The pain excruciating. Yet they don’t die. Their flesh and fur keeps regrowing, giving the fire a never ending source
The stags panic and run towards the swirling forest. The second they enter its boundary, the fire cools.
*why? Because this is the fire of a fire fire god and gods can’t really effect the others domain*
*One of the Twin Flamed Stone’s first divine friends was afraid to stay for too long because they had a passive effect that could destroy the Swirling Forest. After learning that, the Twin Flamed Stone set up an effect that dampens the effects of other gods in their domain.
*dampen or cancel out? Because this is the fire of a tier 4 will*
*dampen. I said the fire cooled, not disappeared.*
*that’s literally what it means. If a fire cools, that means it goes out. Saying it wavers or reduces would be better*
*ok. The fire reduces and the pain is less.*
A Burning Bird of bronze watches the stags
The forest suddenly moves towards the burning Bird, allowing it to see into the clearing in the center, where a watering hole is, and hovering above it is a stone with two flames coming out of it, one a swirl of vibrant colors, the other the deepest black with white specks coming in and out of existence.
It’s eyes burn brighter
The forest continues to get closer, until it is right underneath it.
Volumdremaak is traveling through the Valley, collecting to poor traumatized souls of the Herionidians that perished, to fearful and restless to move on and without their god to guide and protect them. She feels their sorrow, their plight, and desires.
Traveling through the valley is a group of tieflings and Aasimar who decided to set up camp here.
She takes notice, keeping her distance. Her form is currently a massive fog of complete darkness and void with tiny motes of colored likes like stars that are the souls she has collected. The form moves like a fog.
These divine and infernal mortals seems to be splitting their work between 3 tasks. Setting up camp, planting seeds, and loading the bodies of the deceased into a cart made of interchanging wood planks with two stags missing their front legs, in their place a ghostly apparation of legs.
Volumdremaak is traveling through the Valley, collecting to poor traumatized souls of the Herionidians that perished, to fearful and restless to move on and without their god to guide and protect them. She feels their sorrow, their plight, and desires.
She sees a spectral form blitzing through souls. Each one it passes through is absorbed into its shape
She holds the souls in her form closer, shielding them as she watches this spectral form.
As it finish up, in enters a cloak on the ground. It’s form hidden as it rises
Volumdremaak is traveling through the Valley, collecting to poor traumatized souls of the Herionidians that perished, to fearful and restless to move on and without their god to guide and protect them. She feels their sorrow, their plight, and desires.
Traveling through the valley is a group of tieflings and Aasimar who decided to set up camp here.
She takes notice, keeping her distance. Her form is currently a massive fog of complete darkness and void with tiny motes of colored likes like stars that are the souls she has collected. The form moves like a fog.
These divine and infernal mortals seems to be splitting their work between 3 tasks. Setting up camp, planting seeds, and loading the bodies of the deceased into a cart made of interchanging wood planks with two stags missing their front legs, in their place a ghostly apparition of legs.
The stags intrigue her, they seem like the ones that crossed into her domain very recently.
*Incase you didn't see my post about that earlier*
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Volumdremaak is traveling through the Valley, collecting to poor traumatized souls of the Herionidians that perished, to fearful and restless to move on and without their god to guide and protect them. She feels their sorrow, their plight, and desires.
She sees a spectral form blitzing through souls. Each one it passes through is absorbed into its shape
She holds the souls in her form closer, shielding them as she watches this spectral form.
As it finish up, in enters a cloak on the ground. It’s form hidden as it rises
"Fascinating" She whispers to herself.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
*Making dragons or Greatwyrms? Greatwyrms are impossible at the Storm Lord's rank, and Faltros made dragons before everyone else.*
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, your firstborn child and your liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ
*dampen or cancel out? Because this is the fire of a tier 4 will*
Somewhere between a genius and a moron.
*dampen. I said the fire cooled, not disappeared.*
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
*that’s literally what it means. If a fire cools, that means it goes out. Saying it wavers or reduces would be better*
Somewhere between a genius and a moron.
Soon, they are joined by a herd of Drasill that also graze on the shadow grass. These undead horses have pale gray hair and skeletal faces. The have eight thin and bony, yet powerful legs tipped with hooves bathed in ghostly flames that don't burn the surrounding grass. Their manes and tails are also made of this ghostly flame, as will as the small flames where the eyes should be. Each Drasill has an aura of calm and comfort.
"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
Mephilia just made a bunch of Metallic dragons too.
"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
*ok. The fire reduces and the pain is less.*
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
A Burning Bird of bronze watches the stags
Somewhere between a genius and a moron.
The forest suddenly moves towards the burning Bird, allowing it to see into the clearing in the center, where a watering hole is, and hovering above it is a stone with two flames coming out of it, one a swirl of vibrant colors, the other the deepest black with white specks coming in and out of existence.
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
Volumdremaak is traveling through the Valley, collecting to poor traumatized souls of the Herionidians that perished, to fearful and restless to move on and without their god to guide and protect them. She feels their sorrow, their plight, and desires.
"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
Traveling through the valley is a group of tieflings and Aasimar who decided to set up camp here.
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
She sees a spectral form blitzing through souls. Each one it passes through is absorbed into its shape
Somewhere between a genius and a moron.
It’s eyes burn brighter
Somewhere between a genius and a moron.
She takes notice, keeping her distance. Her form is currently a massive fog of complete darkness and void with tiny motes of colored likes like stars that are the souls she has collected. The form moves like a fog.
"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
She holds the souls in her form closer, shielding them as she watches this spectral form.
"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
The forest continues to get closer, until it is right underneath it.
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
These divine and infernal mortals seems to be splitting their work between 3 tasks. Setting up camp, planting seeds, and loading the bodies of the deceased into a cart made of interchanging wood planks with two stags missing their front legs, in their place a ghostly apparation of legs.
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
As it finish up, in enters a cloak on the ground. It’s form hidden as it rises
Somewhere between a genius and a moron.
The stags intrigue her, they seem like the ones that crossed into her domain very recently.
*Incase you didn't see my post about that earlier*
"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
"Fascinating" She whispers to herself.
"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