Orchid is a little confused for a second, before putting the thought aside. "You are most welcome. I shall begin the arena's construction at once."
He smiles down at them, looking into the distance and seeing once of the plant beasts there “Take your time, I can wait for something such as that.” He takes one of the thorns off a nearby plant, throwing it at the plant with his fingers. It moves fast enough to leave a sonic boom, slicing through the air and blasting the creature to bits “Hmm.”
As soon as the shambling mound is blasted into chunks of plant matter, all the nearby blights and creeping tangles rush to the carnage, devouring all they can of the carcass- and then each other. Orchid just laughs a bit at the sight.
“I wondered what would happen, and it seems I’ve still got some of the accuracy of my prime in these old bones of mine.” He materializes his pipe, blowing some smoke as he begins walking “I should get going, but I will be back, I hope you’ve grown more when I return Orchid.”
Eris jumps a bit at Perseus' shout, internally panicking. After a few seconds, there are more metallic tapping sounds as, not seeing any immediately better option and not having enough time to formulate a better plan, Eris rather reluctantly steps into view, not saying anything.
Perseus becomes silent, dropping his glaive in shock. Nicholas seems to have not noticed Eris, as he’s looking the other direction and is too focused on the spell.
Perseus doesn’t say anything Immediately, awkwardly reaching to pick up his glaive while maintaining eye contact with Eris, focused on… well, the metallic third of her face.
Eris is silent for a few seconds as well, also maintaining eye contact. After a few seconds, there is a little nervous chuckle that escapes her, alongside a faint electrical crackling sound.
"Surprise." She says, palpable anxiety in her voice.
“Eris…” he whispers. “It’s… it’s been so… so long…” he says, shuffling backwards a bit, nervously. Nicholas still hasn’t realized Eris is there.
"It... It has, hasn't it, Percy?" She remains where she is, seeming just as nervous, if not moreso.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Eris jumps a bit at Perseus' shout, internally panicking. After a few seconds, there are more metallic tapping sounds as, not seeing any immediately better option and not having enough time to formulate a better plan, Eris rather reluctantly steps into view, not saying anything.
Perseus becomes silent, dropping his glaive in shock. Nicholas seems to have not noticed Eris, as he’s looking the other direction and is too focused on the spell.
Perseus doesn’t say anything Immediately, awkwardly reaching to pick up his glaive while maintaining eye contact with Eris, focused on… well, the metallic third of her face.
Eris is silent for a few seconds as well, also maintaining eye contact. After a few seconds, there is a little nervous chuckle that escapes her, alongside a faint electrical crackling sound.
"Surprise." She says, palpable anxiety in her voice.
“Eris…” he whispers. “It’s… it’s been so… so long…” he says, shuffling backwards a bit, nervously. Nicholas still hasn’t realized Eris is there.
"It... It has, hasn't it, Percy?" She remains where she is, seeming just as nervous, if not moreso.
”Y-you’ve… changed since we last talked, heh… your, uhm-… face is-…” he gestures vaguely to the mechanical features of her face.
“Well, the Details are pretty vague, but you’ve been spotted all over! In some editions of the Maledictus Atlas Encyclopedia, you are listed as one of the wills overthrowing Faltros! Or so i’ve been told, supposedly. Allegedly. Probably.”
"That is not true, though I was present during his downfall."
”ah… I see. Oh well, only I only told a few… thousand people that, no harm no foul?”
"I'd imagine the only important detail most will remember would be that Faltros was defeated and Cogintius dealt the final blow."
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Eris jumps a bit at Perseus' shout, internally panicking. After a few seconds, there are more metallic tapping sounds as, not seeing any immediately better option and not having enough time to formulate a better plan, Eris rather reluctantly steps into view, not saying anything.
Perseus becomes silent, dropping his glaive in shock. Nicholas seems to have not noticed Eris, as he’s looking the other direction and is too focused on the spell.
Perseus doesn’t say anything Immediately, awkwardly reaching to pick up his glaive while maintaining eye contact with Eris, focused on… well, the metallic third of her face.
Eris is silent for a few seconds as well, also maintaining eye contact. After a few seconds, there is a little nervous chuckle that escapes her, alongside a faint electrical crackling sound.
"Surprise." She says, palpable anxiety in her voice.
“Eris…” he whispers. “It’s… it’s been so… so long…” he says, shuffling backwards a bit, nervously. Nicholas still hasn’t realized Eris is there.
"It... It has, hasn't it, Percy?" She remains where she is, seeming just as nervous, if not moreso.
”Y-you’ve… changed since we last talked, heh… your, uhm-… face is-…” he gestures vaguely to the mechanical features of her face.
"I know. I... had to replace things over time." She responds, looking back at him. "It doesn't look like you've changed much at all, since we last spoke."
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Asada's shades have been silently spying and collecting information on various mortal settlements and even a few wills as well, never staying in one place for too long.
Mephilia and Zakator's two constructs are still roaming the world in search for various ores, minerals, and other resources.
Ezeroc is exploring, her miasma-like aura spawning various toxic plants and dangerously venomous insects.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Eris jumps a bit at Perseus' shout, internally panicking. After a few seconds, there are more metallic tapping sounds as, not seeing any immediately better option and not having enough time to formulate a better plan, Eris rather reluctantly steps into view, not saying anything.
Perseus becomes silent, dropping his glaive in shock. Nicholas seems to have not noticed Eris, as he’s looking the other direction and is too focused on the spell.
Perseus doesn’t say anything Immediately, awkwardly reaching to pick up his glaive while maintaining eye contact with Eris, focused on… well, the metallic third of her face.
Eris is silent for a few seconds as well, also maintaining eye contact. After a few seconds, there is a little nervous chuckle that escapes her, alongside a faint electrical crackling sound.
"Surprise." She says, palpable anxiety in her voice.
“Eris…” he whispers. “It’s… it’s been so… so long…” he says, shuffling backwards a bit, nervously. Nicholas still hasn’t realized Eris is there.
"It... It has, hasn't it, Percy?" She remains where she is, seeming just as nervous, if not moreso.
”Y-you’ve… changed since we last talked, heh… your, uhm-… face is-…” he gestures vaguely to the mechanical features of her face.
"I know. I... had to replace things over time." She responds, looking back at him. "It doesn't look like you've changed much at all, since we last spoke."
“That’s…” he studies his own spectral form. “Somewhat true… I guess… you have more of your original parts than I do, though…” he says, referencing that he is ethereal while she isn’t.
Sophia has been running her village as usual, constantly setting up defenses against new threats and preparing for the oncoming spring and the potential for agriculture in the warmer months. But she’s been… having nightmares. Of bloody wars, destruction, the death of friends she can’t remember…
Eris jumps a bit at Perseus' shout, internally panicking. After a few seconds, there are more metallic tapping sounds as, not seeing any immediately better option and not having enough time to formulate a better plan, Eris rather reluctantly steps into view, not saying anything.
Perseus becomes silent, dropping his glaive in shock. Nicholas seems to have not noticed Eris, as he’s looking the other direction and is too focused on the spell.
Perseus doesn’t say anything Immediately, awkwardly reaching to pick up his glaive while maintaining eye contact with Eris, focused on… well, the metallic third of her face.
Eris is silent for a few seconds as well, also maintaining eye contact. After a few seconds, there is a little nervous chuckle that escapes her, alongside a faint electrical crackling sound.
"Surprise." She says, palpable anxiety in her voice.
“Eris…” he whispers. “It’s… it’s been so… so long…” he says, shuffling backwards a bit, nervously. Nicholas still hasn’t realized Eris is there.
"It... It has, hasn't it, Percy?" She remains where she is, seeming just as nervous, if not moreso.
”Y-you’ve… changed since we last talked, heh… your, uhm-… face is-…” he gestures vaguely to the mechanical features of her face.
"I know. I... had to replace things over time." She responds, looking back at him. "It doesn't look like you've changed much at all, since we last spoke."
“That’s…” he studies his own spectral form. “Somewhat true… I guess… you have more of your original parts than I do, though…” he says, referencing that he is ethereal while she isn’t.
"I suppose so... for now, at least." She dryly chuckles a bit. "How... how have you been?"
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Sophia has been running her village as usual, constantly setting up defenses against new threats and preparing for the oncoming spring and the potential for agriculture in the warmer months. But she’s been… having nightmares. Of bloody wars, destruction, the death of friends she can’t remember…
Asada occasionally stops by the town in his human persona of Leonardo. Also, sometimes the town will wake up to find abandoned wagons and barrels of food, clothes, and other supplies to help the village recover from it's past conflicts and prepare for those warmer months.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Eris jumps a bit at Perseus' shout, internally panicking. After a few seconds, there are more metallic tapping sounds as, not seeing any immediately better option and not having enough time to formulate a better plan, Eris rather reluctantly steps into view, not saying anything.
Perseus becomes silent, dropping his glaive in shock. Nicholas seems to have not noticed Eris, as he’s looking the other direction and is too focused on the spell.
Perseus doesn’t say anything Immediately, awkwardly reaching to pick up his glaive while maintaining eye contact with Eris, focused on… well, the metallic third of her face.
Eris is silent for a few seconds as well, also maintaining eye contact. After a few seconds, there is a little nervous chuckle that escapes her, alongside a faint electrical crackling sound.
"Surprise." She says, palpable anxiety in her voice.
“Eris…” he whispers. “It’s… it’s been so… so long…” he says, shuffling backwards a bit, nervously. Nicholas still hasn’t realized Eris is there.
"It... It has, hasn't it, Percy?" She remains where she is, seeming just as nervous, if not moreso.
”Y-you’ve… changed since we last talked, heh… your, uhm-… face is-…” he gestures vaguely to the mechanical features of her face.
"I know. I... had to replace things over time." She responds, looking back at him. "It doesn't look like you've changed much at all, since we last spoke."
“That’s…” he studies his own spectral form. “Somewhat true… I guess… you have more of your original parts than I do, though…” he says, referencing that he is ethereal while she isn’t.
"I suppose so... for now, at least." She dryly chuckles a bit. "How... how have you been?"
He nervously chuckles. “Well… It’s been… strange, I guess. My… parents are still the same as they were, Y’know… although they are also… Y’know, not exactly… alive anymore-I-Uh… how have… how have you been?” He stumbles over his words, a mix of shocked, nostalgic, and incredibly anxious. He looks over his shoulder to check up on Nicholas, who seems to be growing annoyed of whatever Percy is doing, since it’s making a bit of noise.
Sophia has been running her village as usual, constantly setting up defenses against new threats and preparing for the oncoming spring and the potential for agriculture in the warmer months. But she’s been… having nightmares. Of bloody wars, destruction, the death of friends she can’t remember…
Asada occasionally stops by the town in his human persona of Leonardo. Also, sometimes the town will wake up to find abandoned wagons and barrels of food, clothes, and other supplies to help the village recover from it's past conflicts and prepare for those warmer months.
One day, Sophia seems to be seeking out Leonardo when she gets news he’s around, and a couple of volunteer guards go out to try and find him.
"...Strange as well, I suppose. Family's still the same in... well, in some aspects, anyway. Some of us... don't have much of our old selves left after... certain events." Her eyes shift towards Nicholas for a second. "...I don't really know what we are anymore." She also takes some time to formulate her response, seeming equally nostalgic and anxious, though there is also a tone of sadness to her voice.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Sophia has been running her village as usual, constantly setting up defenses against new threats and preparing for the oncoming spring and the potential for agriculture in the warmer months. But she’s been… having nightmares. Of bloody wars, destruction, the death of friends she can’t remember…
Asada occasionally stops by the town in his human persona of Leonardo. Also, sometimes the town will wake up to find abandoned wagons and barrels of food, clothes, and other supplies to help the village recover from it's past conflicts and prepare for those warmer months.
One day, Sophia seems to be seeking out Leonardo when she gets news he’s around, and a couple of volunteer guards go out to try and find him.
He would be looking around a few of the market stalls of the town,just passing the time when the guards spot him.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
"...Strange as well, I suppose. Family's still the same in... well, in some aspects, anyway. Some of us... don't have much of our old selves left after... certain events." Her eyes shift towards Nicholas for a second. "...I don't really know what we are anymore." She also takes some time to formulate her response, seeming equally nostalgic and anxious, though there is also a tone of sadness to her voice.
“Well… at least we’re both still… us, right? We’ve changed… a lot, but it’s still you, Eris, and it’s still me, Perseus, isn’t it?” He replies with a bit of sadness as well, but with a slight smile.
"...Strange as well, I suppose. Family's still the same in... well, in some aspects, anyway. Some of us... don't have much of our old selves left after... certain events." Her eyes shift towards Nicholas for a second. "...I don't really know what we are anymore." She also takes some time to formulate her response, seeming equally nostalgic and anxious, though there is also a tone of sadness to her voice.
“Well… at least we’re both still… us, right? We’ve changed… a lot, but it’s still you, Eris, and it’s still me, Perseus, isn’t it?” He replies with a bit of sadness as well, but with a slight smile.
"Of course it is." She responds, her eyes holding a slight smile she no longer can recreate with her face.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
"...Strange as well, I suppose. Family's still the same in... well, in some aspects, anyway. Some of us... don't have much of our old selves left after... certain events." Her eyes shift towards Nicholas for a second. "...I don't really know what we are anymore." She also takes some time to formulate her response, seeming equally nostalgic and anxious, though there is also a tone of sadness to her voice.
“Well… at least we’re both still… us, right? We’ve changed… a lot, but it’s still you, Eris, and it’s still me, Perseus, isn’t it?” He replies with a bit of sadness as well, but with a slight smile.
"Of course it is." She responds, her eyes holding a slight smile she no longer can recreate with her face.
“That’s what matters.” he turns to Nicholas. “I-Uh, am going to go… explore the area… real quick.” He says, and before Nicholas can respond, he starts to make his way to a more secluded area, gesturing for Eris to follow, so they aren’t at risk of Nicholas noticing he.
Sophia has been running her village as usual, constantly setting up defenses against new threats and preparing for the oncoming spring and the potential for agriculture in the warmer months. But she’s been… having nightmares. Of bloody wars, destruction, the death of friends she can’t remember…
Asada occasionally stops by the town in his human persona of Leonardo. Also, sometimes the town will wake up to find abandoned wagons and barrels of food, clothes, and other supplies to help the village recover from it's past conflicts and prepare for those warmer months.
One day, Sophia seems to be seeking out Leonardo when she gets news he’s around, and a couple of volunteer guards go out to try and find him.
He would be looking around a few of the market stalls of the town,just passing the time when the guards spot him.
One of them walks up to him. “Uh, Sophia wants to see ya.” She says, gesturing for him to follow.
"...Strange as well, I suppose. Family's still the same in... well, in some aspects, anyway. Some of us... don't have much of our old selves left after... certain events." Her eyes shift towards Nicholas for a second. "...I don't really know what we are anymore." She also takes some time to formulate her response, seeming equally nostalgic and anxious, though there is also a tone of sadness to her voice.
“Well… at least we’re both still… us, right? We’ve changed… a lot, but it’s still you, Eris, and it’s still me, Perseus, isn’t it?” He replies with a bit of sadness as well, but with a slight smile.
"Of course it is." She responds, her eyes holding a slight smile she no longer can recreate with her face.
“That’s what matters.” he turns to Nicholas. “I-Uh, am going to go… explore the area… real quick.” He says, and before Nicholas can respond, he starts to make his way to a more secluded area, gesturing for Eris to follow, so they aren’t at risk of Nicholas noticing he.
Eris follows, trying not to alert Nicholas to her whereabouts.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Sophia has been running her village as usual, constantly setting up defenses against new threats and preparing for the oncoming spring and the potential for agriculture in the warmer months. But she’s been… having nightmares. Of bloody wars, destruction, the death of friends she can’t remember…
Asada occasionally stops by the town in his human persona of Leonardo. Also, sometimes the town will wake up to find abandoned wagons and barrels of food, clothes, and other supplies to help the village recover from it's past conflicts and prepare for those warmer months.
One day, Sophia seems to be seeking out Leonardo when she gets news he’s around, and a couple of volunteer guards go out to try and find him.
He would be looking around a few of the market stalls of the town,just passing the time when the guards spot him.
One of them walks up to him. “Uh, Sophia wants to see ya.” She says, gesturing for him to follow.
"Sure, I can come and see her." he says as he would follow the guard.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
“I wondered what would happen, and it seems I’ve still got some of the accuracy of my prime in these old bones of mine.” He materializes his pipe, blowing some smoke as he begins walking “I should get going, but I will be back, I hope you’ve grown more when I return Orchid.”
"It... It has, hasn't it, Percy?" She remains where she is, seeming just as nervous, if not moreso.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
”Y-you’ve… changed since we last talked, heh… your, uhm-… face is-…” he gestures vaguely to the mechanical features of her face.
"I'd imagine the only important detail most will remember would be that Faltros was defeated and Cogintius dealt the final blow."
"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 know. I... had to replace things over time." She responds, looking back at him. "It doesn't look like you've changed much at all, since we last spoke."
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Asada's shades have been silently spying and collecting information on various mortal settlements and even a few wills as well, never staying in one place for too long.
Mephilia and Zakator's two constructs are still roaming the world in search for various ores, minerals, and other resources.
Ezeroc is exploring, her miasma-like aura spawning various toxic plants and dangerously venomous insects.
"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
“That’s…” he studies his own spectral form. “Somewhat true… I guess… you have more of your original parts than I do, though…” he says, referencing that he is ethereal while she isn’t.
Sophia has been running her village as usual, constantly setting up defenses against new threats and preparing for the oncoming spring and the potential for agriculture in the warmer months. But she’s been… having nightmares. Of bloody wars, destruction, the death of friends she can’t remember…
"I suppose so... for now, at least." She dryly chuckles a bit. "How... how have you been?"
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Asada occasionally stops by the town in his human persona of Leonardo. Also, sometimes the town will wake up to find abandoned wagons and barrels of food, clothes, and other supplies to help the village recover from it's past conflicts and prepare for those warmer months.
"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 nervously chuckles. “Well… It’s been… strange, I guess. My… parents are still the same as they were, Y’know… although they are also… Y’know, not exactly… alive anymore-I-Uh… how have… how have you been?” He stumbles over his words, a mix of shocked, nostalgic, and incredibly anxious. He looks over his shoulder to check up on Nicholas, who seems to be growing annoyed of whatever Percy is doing, since it’s making a bit of noise.
One day, Sophia seems to be seeking out Leonardo when she gets news he’s around, and a couple of volunteer guards go out to try and find him.
*Cut for Eris and Perseus*
"...Strange as well, I suppose. Family's still the same in... well, in some aspects, anyway. Some of us... don't have much of our old selves left after... certain events." Her eyes shift towards Nicholas for a second. "...I don't really know what we are anymore." She also takes some time to formulate her response, seeming equally nostalgic and anxious, though there is also a tone of sadness to her voice.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
He would be looking around a few of the market stalls of the town,just passing the time when the guards spot him.
"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
“Well… at least we’re both still… us, right? We’ve changed… a lot, but it’s still you, Eris, and it’s still me, Perseus, isn’t it?” He replies with a bit of sadness as well, but with a slight smile.
"Of course it is." She responds, her eyes holding a slight smile she no longer can recreate with her face.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
“That’s what matters.” he turns to Nicholas. “I-Uh, am going to go… explore the area… real quick.” He says, and before Nicholas can respond, he starts to make his way to a more secluded area, gesturing for Eris to follow, so they aren’t at risk of Nicholas noticing he.
One of them walks up to him. “Uh, Sophia wants to see ya.” She says, gesturing for him to follow.
Eris follows, trying not to alert Nicholas to her whereabouts.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
"Sure, I can come and see her." he says as he would follow the guard.
"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