“Alright.” He thinks for a moment more. “What do you get when you combine a dragon with a beholder?”
"What?"
“Away as fast as you can!”
A small chuckle. (Faltros created dragons, so a dragon joke stating that they're dangerous inflated his ego a big.) "Any other jokes?"
“Plenty,” he says evenly, “but it wouldn’t do to waste them all now, I presume. For I have many other skills! Do you have any musical instruments around here?”
"Which ones do you wish for?"
“Preferably a viola or piano, but any instrument that can make a nice high, jaunty sound is excellent. I am an accommodating skeleton.”
He claps his hands together, and a viola appears.
“Excellent!” Barlato grabs the bow and strikes up a lively tune. Performance: 27
Faltros listens through it. "Satisfactory. Do you have anything else you wish to perform for me, or is that all for now?"
“Well it depends. Did I get the job?”
"Let me think about it for a bit. I could use some entertainment down here. Especially due to the fact an invasion is imminent."
“An invasion? By whom, and how dare they disturb the sanctity of death!”
"Let's just say that while I was up on the surface, an ally of mine may have killed an Overgod. From what I've heard, that god's crown somehow gained sentience, and is informing other gods to attack me, as I advised my ally to take this Overgod out. As if I haven't already been punished."
“Oh, you mean Herionidus, right? The other god of death? Wow, sometimes I wonder how the mortals keep it all straight. Domains changing hands, the ascendancy of imbued vestiges… how can they maintain any semblance of organized religion?”
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
The Twilit Swamp remains rather calm and populous. Fishers cast their nets upon the many things living in the shallow water, merchants take their small boats down the river to sell the wetland’s riches to the wider world, and alchemists and mystics refine herbs and draughts to create new forms of medicine.
Yet the Lady of the Swamp, Savut, seems to have disappeared from her great tree-fortress. A few of her priestesses worriedly watch the place where she once dwelled. But she herself is traveling along the river to the city, albeit in a smaller and less intimidating form. She seeks to meet with the Mythos of Order and make her alliances.
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Whenever I explain things to you, you seem to ignore or forget them. But you stand against what this city stands for. You caused a public disturbance to the mortals, and bother them for your own amusement. You refused to leave, and as such suffered punishment. And now you ignore our warnings and return. So, once more, flee or suffer the consequences."
HC takes the time to listen to every word "Okay. Firstly despite my existence as someone who strives for chaos I believe we can exist in peace. Secondly that was only one time and it wont happen again. Thirdly I seek to amuse myself in more ways then bothering others, like how I asked for food. Fourthly I listened to you know and understand why you are angry. Fifthly I do ignore your warnings because I'm to much of a fool to fear death."
He thinks about it for a second. "Very well, then. But if you make one more wrong move, I shall erase you from the face of this land without awaiting an explanation. Understood?"
HC grins "Yes, sir. No hard feelings?" He takes a good look around the shop "Now which district has the best food?"
Sarahphym is looking at some of the creatures outside the City of Order, including Cogintius's new 'sheep'. They seem intrigued by the woolly wonder, and decide to take some with them to their mountain home. However, they soon realize that the sheep are ill-equipped for mountain life, as one of them immediately slips and falls off a cliff. So, they make a few changes- and thus, the mountain goats were born.
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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)
HC,now free is move in the city, is looking for somewhere to find good food. Despite the gods disdain towards him he is not bothered and actively hums to himself as he walks about.
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What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Sarahphym is looking at some of the creatures outside the City of Order, including Cogintius's new 'sheep'. They seem intrigued by the woolly wonder, and decide to take some with them to their mountain home. However, they soon realize that the sheep are ill-equipped for mountain life, as one of them immediately slips and falls off a cliff. So, they make a few changes- and thus, the mountain goats were born.
Savut, in her medusa form, approaches the City of Order. “Greetings!” She calls to Coginitius.
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*quote chain cut with Jobah, the performance interaction*
"Yes, Herionidus. To be fair, I offered him a choice-- ally with us, or perish. He declined, so the Swarm eliminated him. And our religion system is rather unorganized, now that you mention it. However, I have had more important things to do then ponder over matters like that."
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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
*quote chain cut with Jobah, the performance interaction*
"Yes, Herionidus. To be fair, I offered him a choice-- ally with us, or perish. He declined, so the Swarm eliminated him. And our religion system is rather unorganized, now that you mention it. However, I have had more important things to do than ponder over matters like that."
Barlato tilts his skull, lowering the viola slightly. “Oh? Such as?”
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
HC,now free is move in the city, is looking for somewhere to find good food. Despite the gods disdain towards him he is not bothered and actively hums to himself as he walks about.
He finds the city is divided into different sections that contain different types of buildings, such as housing, shops, and the type of section he's looking for: restaurants and taverns.
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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
Sarahphym is looking at some of the creatures outside the City of Order, including Cogintius's new 'sheep'. They seem intrigued by the woolly wonder, and decide to take some with them to their mountain home. However, they soon realize that the sheep are ill-equipped for mountain life, as one of them immediately slips and falls off a cliff. So, they make a few changes- and thus, the mountain goats were born.
Savut, in her medusa form, approaches the City of Order. “Greetings!” She calls to Coginitius.
Cogintius looks over. "Greetings. And who may you be?"
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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
HC,now free is move in the city, is looking for somewhere to find good food. Despite the gods disdain towards him he is not bothered and actively hums to himself as he walks about.
He finds the city is divided into different sections that contain different types of buildings, such as housing, shops, and the type of section he's looking for: restaurants and taverns.
HC walks through the food district, looking for a place that is both good and not well known. Flipping his coin in a rhythmic fashion, landing on heads every single time.
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What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Sarahphym is looking at some of the creatures outside the City of Order, including Cogintius's new 'sheep'. They seem intrigued by the woolly wonder, and decide to take some with them to their mountain home. However, they soon realize that the sheep are ill-equipped for mountain life, as one of them immediately slips and falls off a cliff. So, they make a few changes- and thus, the mountain goats were born.
Savut, in her medusa form, approaches the City of Order. “Greetings!” She calls to Coginitius.
Cogintius looks over. "Greetings. And who may you be?"
“I am Savut. The Lady of the Swamp. I am the goddess of a sizable region to the east. I do not know your name, however. I retrieve much of my news from the few merchants who travel to this city to trade.”
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*quote chain cut with Jobah, the performance interaction*
"Yes, Herionidus. To be fair, I offered him a choice-- ally with us, or perish. He declined, so the Swarm eliminated him. And our religion system is rather unorganized, now that you mention it. However, I have had more important things to do than ponder over matters like that."
Barlato tilts his skull, lowering the viola slightly. “Oh? Such as?”
"Tend to the underworld, plot how to spread evil throughout the upper realms, create and send monsters to wreck the places I want destroyed, and now deal with invaders attempting to avenge Herionidus."
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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
*quote chain cut with Jobah, the performance interaction*
"Yes, Herionidus. To be fair, I offered him a choice-- ally with us, or perish. He declined, so the Swarm eliminated him. And our religion system is rather unorganized, now that you mention it. However, I have had more important things to do than ponder over matters like that."
Barlato tilts his skull, lowering the viola slightly. “Oh? Such as?”
"Tend to the underworld, plot how to spread evil throughout the upper realms, create and send monsters to wreck the places I want destroyed, and now deal with invaders attempting to avenge Herionidus."
“He was the oldest god in this land, was he not? I take it that it would sting to lose him after all this time.”
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*quote chain cut with Jobah, the performance interaction*
"Yes, Herionidus. To be fair, I offered him a choice-- ally with us, or perish. He declined, so the Swarm eliminated him. And our religion system is rather unorganized, now that you mention it. However, I have had more important things to do than ponder over matters like that."
Barlato tilts his skull, lowering the viola slightly. “Oh? Such as?”
"Tend to the underworld, plot how to spread evil throughout the upper realms, create and send monsters to wreck the places I want destroyed, and now deal with invaders attempting to avenge Herionidus."
“He was the oldest god in this land, was he not? I take it that it would sting to lose him after all this time.”
"True. But the Swarm would have done it eventually. They wanted the powers of an Overgod, and Herionidus was the only one of the Overgods not allied to us."
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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
*quote chain cut with Jobah, the performance interaction*
"Yes, Herionidus. To be fair, I offered him a choice-- ally with us, or perish. He declined, so the Swarm eliminated him. And our religion system is rather unorganized, now that you mention it. However, I have had more important things to do than ponder over matters like that."
Barlato tilts his skull, lowering the viola slightly. “Oh? Such as?”
"Tend to the underworld, plot how to spread evil throughout the upper realms, create and send monsters to wreck the places I want destroyed, and now deal with invaders attempting to avenge Herionidus."
“He was the oldest god in this land, was he not? I take it that it would sting to lose him after all this time.”
"True. But the Swarm would have done it eventually. They wanted the powers of an Overgod, and Herionidus was the only one of the Overgods not allied to us."
“What is the Swarm?”
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Sarahphym is looking at some of the creatures outside the City of Order, including Cogintius's new 'sheep'. They seem intrigued by the woolly wonder, and decide to take some with them to their mountain home. However, they soon realize that the sheep are ill-equipped for mountain life, as one of them immediately slips and falls off a cliff. So, they make a few changes- and thus, the mountain goats were born.
Savut, in her medusa form, approaches the City of Order. “Greetings!” She calls to Coginitius.
Cogintius looks over. "Greetings. And who may you be?"
“I am Savut. The Lady of the Swamp. I am the goddess of a sizable region to the east. I do not know your name, however. I retrieve much of my news from the few merchants who travel to this city to trade.”
"Ah. I am Cogintius, God of Knowledge, Order, Arcana and Life, one of two founders of the Mythos of Order. A pleasure to be meeting you, Savut."
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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
“Oh, you mean Herionidus, right? The other god of death? Wow, sometimes I wonder how the mortals keep it all straight. Domains changing hands, the ascendancy of imbued vestiges… how can they maintain any semblance of organized religion?”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
The Swarm is sending their followers to hunt down the crown of Herionidus.
Macchino is fine-tuning an autognome.
Kasrik Argentum Stellaris Fiddlesticks the Wizard, Lord of Stars, Master Trickster, and Creator of both the Mosh of Stardust Hornets and Mimiczilla.
"You're never fully dressed without a smile!" >:3
"Honk."
The Twilit Swamp remains rather calm and populous. Fishers cast their nets upon the many things living in the shallow water, merchants take their small boats down the river to sell the wetland’s riches to the wider world, and alchemists and mystics refine herbs and draughts to create new forms of medicine.
Yet the Lady of the Swamp, Savut, seems to have disappeared from her great tree-fortress. A few of her priestesses worriedly watch the place where she once dwelled. But she herself is traveling along the river to the city, albeit in a smaller and less intimidating form. She seeks to meet with the Mythos of Order and make her alliances.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
foréir is still wandering around the wilderness
Somewhere between a genius and a moron.
HC grins "Yes, sir. No hard feelings?" He takes a good look around the shop "Now which district has the best food?"
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
Sarahphym is looking at some of the creatures outside the City of Order, including Cogintius's new 'sheep'. They seem intrigued by the woolly wonder, and decide to take some with them to their mountain home. However, they soon realize that the sheep are ill-equipped for mountain life, as one of them immediately slips and falls off a cliff. So, they make a few changes- and thus, the mountain goats were born.
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)
HC,now free is move in the city, is looking for somewhere to find good food. Despite the gods disdain towards him he is not bothered and actively hums to himself as he walks about.
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
Savut, in her medusa form, approaches the City of Order. “Greetings!” She calls to Coginitius.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*quote chain cut with Jobah, the performance interaction*
"Yes, Herionidus. To be fair, I offered him a choice-- ally with us, or perish. He declined, so the Swarm eliminated him. And our religion system is rather unorganized, now that you mention it. However, I have had more important things to do then ponder over matters like that."
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
Barlato tilts his skull, lowering the viola slightly. “Oh? Such as?”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
He finds the city is divided into different sections that contain different types of buildings, such as housing, shops, and the type of section he's looking for: restaurants and taverns.
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
Cogintius looks over. "Greetings. And who may you be?"
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
HC walks through the food district, looking for a place that is both good and not well known. Flipping his coin in a rhythmic fashion, landing on heads every single time.
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
“I am Savut. The Lady of the Swamp. I am the goddess of a sizable region to the east. I do not know your name, however. I retrieve much of my news from the few merchants who travel to this city to trade.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Tend to the underworld, plot how to spread evil throughout the upper realms, create and send monsters to wreck the places I want destroyed, and now deal with invaders attempting to avenge Herionidus."
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
“He was the oldest god in this land, was he not? I take it that it would sting to lose him after all this time.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*plotting a Macchino v. The Swarm arc*
*basically the CotBG v. the flesh that hates lol*
Kasrik Argentum Stellaris Fiddlesticks the Wizard, Lord of Stars, Master Trickster, and Creator of both the Mosh of Stardust Hornets and Mimiczilla.
"You're never fully dressed without a smile!" >:3
"Honk."
"True. But the Swarm would have done it eventually. They wanted the powers of an Overgod, and Herionidus was the only one of the Overgods not allied to us."
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
“What is the Swarm?”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Ah. I am Cogintius, God of Knowledge, Order, Arcana and Life, one of two founders of the Mythos of Order. A pleasure to be meeting you, Savut."
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