“Well, I’m sure my Matron would be happy to meet you at least”
“Then we should get going.” The gigantic diamond in the middle of the cavern cracks like an egg, revealing a sleek, dragonlike form, in the same shade of blue as the diamond itself. Suprisingly however, it lacks wings.
The little lantern Drake takes off, showing the Will the way.
The suit of armor and glistening diamond Will fly after it, both without any physical means of propelling themselves.
“Woah, you can fly without wings?!”
“Gem dragons are all about mind over matter. We are using telekinesis to propel ourselves.”
“Cool! Well then, follow me.”
“Lead the way.”
The little Drake does just that, making their way back to the surface.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
The rats are exploring the swamp around Savut’s Tupelo.
Disguised Aemulus/Arsendir is talking to some mortals he’s befriended.
The crown of Slaughter is monitoring Tosu’s progress in the underworld.
a Woman, from one of the tiny hamlets popping up in the north of the world, near the banks of the River Herionidus, is making a journey on horseback. She has a giant scar trailing across her face, some mixture of a sharp weapon slash and burns or acidic scars. She’s following the frozen river amid the snow covering the ground that was brimming with life and small groves and forest mere months ago. Her warm clothes and a lantern she carries with her are the only things keeping her alive. She’s heading south, on the route to the city of order, Savut’s swamp, and The Valley of Herionidus, where the winter is more mild and it is warmer. But she’ll take weeks to reach any of those destinations, still far north.
“Well, I’m sure my Matron would be happy to meet you at least”
“Then we should get going.” The gigantic diamond in the middle of the cavern cracks like an egg, revealing a sleek, dragonlike form, in the same shade of blue as the diamond itself. Suprisingly however, it lacks wings.
The little lantern Drake takes off, showing the Will the way.
The suit of armor and glistening diamond Will fly after it, both without any physical means of propelling themselves.
“Woah, you can fly without wings?!”
“Gem dragons are all about mind over matter. We are using telekinesis to propel ourselves.”
“Cool! Well then, follow me.”
“Lead the way.”
The little Drake does just that, making their way back to the surface.
“Is the sun always this bright?”
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I’m a decent DM and an above average rules lawyer
I have several complete Pokedexes | I may be stupid, but at least I’m not smart!
Stay Paranoid!! My Drummer given title is… Swift as the Dragon
Foréir has been struck with a genius idea. To create a being in his image. Beings that will control the flames of the world. Masters of the forge. Harbingers of chaos and destruction. The Fire Giant. Soon he will improve on his creation, but for now, he puts them to the forges
Zeon is watching his rat friends, trying to decipher the drawing of a cave.
Mephilia would have gotten a message from her lantern dragon of a new Draconic will that is being brought to the Kingdom of Duality, so she prepares for their arrival.
Volumdremaak is near the damaged tree of Herionidus, considering venturing under its roots.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Zeon is watching his rat friends, trying to decipher the drawing of a cave.
Mephilia would have gotten a message from her lantern dragon of a new Draconic will that is being brought to the Kingdom of Duality, so she prepares for their arrival.
Volumdremaak is near the damaged tree of Herionidus, considering venturing under its roots.
The rats also draw some sort of fire, and two dotted lines, each connecting the cave and the fire. The first one has an arrow pointing towards the fire, and the other has an arrow pointing towards the cave.
the tree is still screaming, albeit slightly quieter now. It’s roots have begun to heal and strengthen themselves, rooting itself to the ground better to ensure it doesn’t fall.
Zeon is watching his rat friends, trying to decipher the drawing of a cave.
Mephilia would have gotten a message from her lantern dragon of a new Draconic will that is being brought to the Kingdom of Duality, so she prepares for their arrival.
Volumdremaak is near the damaged tree of Herionidus, considering venturing under its roots.
The rats also draw some sort of fire, and two dotted lines, each connecting the cave and the fire. The first one has an arrow pointing towards the fire, and the other has an arrow pointing towards the cave.
the tree is still screaming, albeit slightly quieter now. It’s roots have begun to heal and strengthen themselves, rooting itself to the ground better to ensure it doesn’t fall.
*Would would be a roll to try and make sense of these pictures?*
With quick action, she would shrink herself and dart into the opening of the roots like a snake made of darkness and smoke.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
be careful, if they knew of your intentions they likely wouldn’t be so friendly. Or well, they’d be a lot less friendly than they already were.
Sorry… it’s just.. odd, seeing so many dead souls here. Are they all really condemned?
for whatever heinous acts got them down here in the first place, they will likely stay here and suffer for the rest of eternity. I don’t like it, but nothing can be done about it right now. At least, until Faltros is dead. He did this to them.
I’m on my way. He says solemnly. What a terrible place..
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The little Drake does just that, making their way back to the surface.
“Is the sun always this bright?”
“During the day, yeah. At night it’s not as bright though. The ball in the sky is dimmer.”
“This hurts my eyes. I hope it dims soon.”
“We have to pass through the Night Mother’s domain from this direction, so soon the sky will be dark for a bit.” The Drake says as the are flying over a field of trees.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Zeon is watching his rat friends, trying to decipher the drawing of a cave.
Mephilia would have gotten a message from her lantern dragon of a new Draconic will that is being brought to the Kingdom of Duality, so she prepares for their arrival.
Volumdremaak is near the damaged tree of Herionidus, considering venturing under its roots.
The rats also draw some sort of fire, and two dotted lines, each connecting the cave and the fire. The first one has an arrow pointing towards the fire, and the other has an arrow pointing towards the cave.
the tree is still screaming, albeit slightly quieter now. It’s roots have begun to heal and strengthen themselves, rooting itself to the ground better to ensure it doesn’t fall.
*Would would be a roll to try and make sense of these pictures?*
With quick action, she would shrink herself and dart into the opening of the roots like a snake made of darkness and smoke.
*yeah, that could work*
she quickly enters the main chamber of the crypt: six stone coffins laid next to each other on an earthen floor, and a raised pedestal, in front of them, on top of which is a simple yet magnificent cherry wood coffin. The coffin seems sacred, it radiates immense power. The roots of the tree dig into the room and give extra structure to the walls. There are three passages connecting to this room.
The little Drake does just that, making their way back to the surface.
“Is the sun always this bright?”
“During the day, yeah. At night it’s not as bright though. The ball in the sky is dimmer.”
“This hurts my eyes. I hope it dims soon.”
“We have to pass through the Night Mother’s domain from this direction, so soon the sky will be dark for a bit.” The Drake says as they are flying over a field of trees.
“I am unfamiliar with this ‘night mother’ you speak of. Please describe her.”
be careful, if they knew of your intentions they likely wouldn’t be so friendly. Or well, they’d be a lot less friendly than they already were.
Sorry… it’s just.. odd, seeing so many dead souls here. Are they all really condemned?
for whatever heinous acts got them down here in the first place, they will likely stay here and suffer for the rest of eternity. I don’t like it, but nothing can be done about it right now. At least, until Faltros is dead. He did this to them.
I’m on my way. He says solemnly. What a terrible place..
As I’ve said, you might not be able to handle the demon king himself, so it could be better for you to just go off and fight some of his other minions. Just a reminder.
“There are voices in my head, where are they coming from “
”A-Achoo!!” One says before teleporting 10 feet away.
"thats good. your psionic abilities are developed. there shouldnt be voices, though. maybe something with the telepathy? I'll have to fix that." the wind starts up again, and the voices become more controlled. "hows that?"
“Yeah, that’s better!”
"good. one last test. try to move these rocks with your mind." a rumbling arises in the earth, and three pebbles push up from the soil.
Zeon is watching his rat friends, trying to decipher the drawing of a cave.
Mephilia would have gotten a message from her lantern dragon of a new Draconic will that is being brought to the Kingdom of Duality, so she prepares for their arrival.
Volumdremaak is near the damaged tree of Herionidus, considering venturing under its roots.
The rats also draw some sort of fire, and two dotted lines, each connecting the cave and the fire. The first one has an arrow pointing towards the fire, and the other has an arrow pointing towards the cave.
the tree is still screaming, albeit slightly quieter now. It’s roots have begun to heal and strengthen themselves, rooting itself to the ground better to ensure it doesn’t fall.
*Would would be a roll to try and make sense of these pictures?*
With quick action, she would shrink herself and dart into the opening of the roots like a snake made of darkness and smoke.
*yeah, that could work*
she quickly enters the main chamber of the crypt: six stone coffins laid next to each other on an earthen floor, and a raised pedestal, in front of them, on top of which is a simple yet magnificent cherry wood coffin. The coffin seems sacred, it radiates immense power. The roots of the tree dig into the room and give extra structure to the walls. There are three passages connecting to this room.
She notices the bow, and can’t help but now a little in respect, before she pokes her head down the left most passage.
The little Drake does just that, making their way back to the surface.
“Is the sun always this bright?”
“During the day, yeah. At night it’s not as bright though. The ball in the sky is dimmer.”
“This hurts my eyes. I hope it dims soon.”
“We have to pass through the Night Mother’s domain from this direction, so soon the sky will be dark for a bit.” The Drake says as they are flying over a field of trees.
“I am unfamiliar with this ‘night mother’ you speak of. Please describe her.”
“Oh, she is usually in this big shadowy fog form, but she is a dragon like us….she is close to my Matron and together they rule over the Kingdom of Duality.”
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
*has anyone made fire giants yet? Because if not, I call dibs*
Somewhere between a genius and a moron.
*Not sure. Maybe one of the older fire/forge greater wills?*
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
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RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
The little Drake does just that, making their way back to the surface.
"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 rats are exploring the swamp around Savut’s Tupelo.
Disguised Aemulus/Arsendir is talking to some mortals he’s befriended.
The crown of Slaughter is monitoring Tosu’s progress in the underworld.
a Woman, from one of the tiny hamlets popping up in the north of the world, near the banks of the River Herionidus, is making a journey on horseback. She has a giant scar trailing across her face, some mixture of a sharp weapon slash and burns or acidic scars. She’s following the frozen river amid the snow covering the ground that was brimming with life and small groves and forest mere months ago. Her warm clothes and a lantern she carries with her are the only things keeping her alive. She’s heading south, on the route to the city of order, Savut’s swamp, and The Valley of Herionidus, where the winter is more mild and it is warmer. But she’ll take weeks to reach any of those destinations, still far north.
“Is the sun always this bright?”
I’m a decent DM and an above average rules lawyer
I have several complete Pokedexes | I may be stupid, but at least I’m not smart!
Stay Paranoid!! My Drummer given title is… Swift as the Dragon
May the dice roll ever in your favor
*im I’m going to assume not*
Foréir has been struck with a genius idea. To create a being in his image. Beings that will control the flames of the world. Masters of the forge. Harbingers of chaos and destruction. The Fire Giant. Soon he will improve on his creation, but for now, he puts them to the forges
Somewhere between a genius and a moron.
Zeon is watching his rat friends, trying to decipher the drawing of a cave.
Mephilia would have gotten a message from her lantern dragon of a new Draconic will that is being brought to the Kingdom of Duality, so she prepares for their arrival.
Volumdremaak is near the damaged tree of Herionidus, considering venturing under its roots.
"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 rats also draw some sort of fire, and two dotted lines, each connecting the cave and the fire. The first one has an arrow pointing towards the fire, and the other has an arrow pointing towards the cave.
the tree is still screaming, albeit slightly quieter now. It’s roots have begun to heal and strengthen themselves, rooting itself to the ground better to ensure it doesn’t fall.
“During the day, yeah. At night it’s not as bright though. The ball in the sky is dimmer.”
"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
Voidras is following the Lantern Drake
Aria is reading in her temple
I’m a decent DM and an above average rules lawyer
I have several complete Pokedexes | I may be stupid, but at least I’m not smart!
Stay Paranoid!! My Drummer given title is… Swift as the Dragon
May the dice roll ever in your favor
“This hurts my eyes. I hope it dims soon.”
I’m a decent DM and an above average rules lawyer
I have several complete Pokedexes | I may be stupid, but at least I’m not smart!
Stay Paranoid!! My Drummer given title is… Swift as the Dragon
May the dice roll ever in your favor
*Would would be a roll to try and make sense of these pictures?*
With quick action, she would shrink herself and dart into the opening of the roots like a snake made of darkness and smoke.
"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
I’m on my way. He says solemnly. What a terrible place..
— 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
“We have to pass through the Night Mother’s domain from this direction, so soon the sky will be dark for a bit.” The Drake says as the are flying over a field of trees.
"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
*yeah, that could work*
she quickly enters the main chamber of the crypt: six stone coffins laid next to each other on an earthen floor, and a raised pedestal, in front of them, on top of which is a simple yet magnificent cherry wood coffin. The coffin seems sacred, it radiates immense power. The roots of the tree dig into the room and give extra structure to the walls. There are three passages connecting to this room.
“I am unfamiliar with this ‘night mother’ you speak of. Please describe her.”
I’m a decent DM and an above average rules lawyer
I have several complete Pokedexes | I may be stupid, but at least I’m not smart!
Stay Paranoid!! My Drummer given title is… Swift as the Dragon
May the dice roll ever in your favor
As I’ve said, you might not be able to handle the demon king himself, so it could be better for you to just go off and fight some of his other minions. Just a reminder.
"good. one last test. try to move these rocks with your mind." a rumbling arises in the earth, and three pebbles push up from the soil.
hi
mourn the flumph. enter the galaxy, join the planetscape! yep. do you like ravenloft?
new thread coming eventually.
bye
She notices the bow, and can’t help but now a little in respect, before she pokes her head down the left most passage.
*What should Zeon roll?*
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
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RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
“Oh, she is usually in this big shadowy fog form, but she is a dragon like us….she is close to my Matron and together they rule over the Kingdom of Duality.”
"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