Savut is planning out trade routes with her merchants.
Balatro is probably still fighting Cog and HC?
Dvela is floating down the river, passing through the Valley.
Two vampires, identical and with matching eye scars, watch them with intent from a few hundred feet away.
It hoists itself out of the river with four of its hands, watching them intently and now and again twitching, which makes an odd clicking sound as its gold plates snap against each other. “Who art thee?”
“Almund, great priest of dead Herionidus!”
”Alton, great Priest of the king Herionidus!” The two vampires say in unison.
“What is the nature of thy king?”
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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.
Savut is planning out trade routes with her merchants.
Balatro is probably still fighting Cog and HC?
Dvela is floating down the river, passing through the Valley.
Two vampires, identical and with matching eye scars, watch them with intent from a few hundred feet away.
It hoists itself out of the river with four of its hands, watching them intently and now and again twitching, which makes an odd clicking sound as its gold plates snap against each other. “Who art thee?”
“Almund, great priest of dead Herionidus!”
”Alton, great Priest of the king Herionidus!” The two vampires say in unison.
“What is the nature of thy king?”
”he is the lord of the afterlife, the kind Saviour of souls!”
”he is the prince of the wild, the great feaster and the one who gave us the first foods!” They say, one after the other.
Savut is planning out trade routes with her merchants.
Balatro is probably still fighting Cog and HC?
Dvela is floating down the river, passing through the Valley.
Two vampires, identical and with matching eye scars, watch them with intent from a few hundred feet away.
It hoists itself out of the river with four of its hands, watching them intently and now and again twitching, which makes an odd clicking sound as its gold plates snap against each other. “Who art thee?”
“Almund, great priest of dead Herionidus!”
”Alton, great Priest of the king Herionidus!” The two vampires say in unison.
“What is the nature of thy king?”
”he is the lord of the afterlife, the kind Saviour of souls!”
”he is the prince of the wild, the great feaster and the one who gave us the first foods!” They say, one after the other.
“He is not angered by my passage through his realm?”
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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.
Savut is planning out trade routes with her merchants.
Balatro is probably still fighting Cog and HC?
Dvela is floating down the river, passing through the Valley.
Two vampires, identical and with matching eye scars, watch them with intent from a few hundred feet away.
It hoists itself out of the river with four of its hands, watching them intently and now and again twitching, which makes an odd clicking sound as its gold plates snap against each other. “Who art thee?”
“Almund, great priest of dead Herionidus!”
”Alton, great Priest of the king Herionidus!” The two vampires say in unison.
“What is the nature of thy king?”
”he is the lord of the afterlife, the kind Saviour of souls!”
”he is the prince of the wild, the great feaster and the one who gave us the first foods!” They say, one after the other.
“He is not angered by my passage through his realm?”
“He is kind…”
”but do nothing against his wishes or there will be grave consequences…”
Savut is planning out trade routes with her merchants.
Balatro is probably still fighting Cog and HC?
Dvela is floating down the river, passing through the Valley.
Two vampires, identical and with matching eye scars, watch them with intent from a few hundred feet away.
It hoists itself out of the river with four of its hands, watching them intently and now and again twitching, which makes an odd clicking sound as its gold plates snap against each other. “Who art thee?”
“Almund, great priest of dead Herionidus!”
”Alton, great Priest of the king Herionidus!” The two vampires say in unison.
“What is the nature of thy king?”
”he is the lord of the afterlife, the kind Saviour of souls!”
”he is the prince of the wild, the great feaster and the one who gave us the first foods!” They say, one after the other.
“He is not angered by my passage through his realm?”
“He is kind…”
”but do nothing against his wishes or there will be grave consequences…”
“May I continue to float?”
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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.
Savut is planning out trade routes with her merchants.
Balatro is probably still fighting Cog and HC?
Dvela is floating down the river, passing through the Valley.
Two vampires, identical and with matching eye scars, watch them with intent from a few hundred feet away.
It hoists itself out of the river with four of its hands, watching them intently and now and again twitching, which makes an odd clicking sound as its gold plates snap against each other. “Who art thee?”
“Almund, great priest of dead Herionidus!”
”Alton, great Priest of the king Herionidus!” The two vampires say in unison.
“What is the nature of thy king?”
”he is the lord of the afterlife, the kind Saviour of souls!”
”he is the prince of the wild, the great feaster and the one who gave us the first foods!” They say, one after the other.
“He is not angered by my passage through his realm?”
“He is kind…”
”but do nothing against his wishes or there will be grave consequences…”
“May I continue to float?”
“Yes! You May.”
”but do not calm the current within the valley, it is a sacred decree of our king…”
Savut is planning out trade routes with her merchants.
Balatro is probably still fighting Cog and HC?
Dvela is floating down the river, passing through the Valley.
Two vampires, identical and with matching eye scars, watch them with intent from a few hundred feet away.
It hoists itself out of the river with four of its hands, watching them intently and now and again twitching, which makes an odd clicking sound as its gold plates snap against each other. “Who art thee?”
“Almund, great priest of dead Herionidus!”
”Alton, great Priest of the king Herionidus!” The two vampires say in unison.
“What is the nature of thy king?”
”he is the lord of the afterlife, the kind Saviour of souls!”
”he is the prince of the wild, the great feaster and the one who gave us the first foods!” They say, one after the other.
“He is not angered by my passage through his realm?”
“He is kind…”
”but do nothing against his wishes or there will be grave consequences…”
“May I continue to float?”
“Yes! You May.”
”but do not calm the current within the valley, it is a sacred decree of our king…”
“…Very well…” It begins to move back to the river.
*Do any of the Herionidians notice Dvela?*
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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.
Savut is planning out trade routes with her merchants.
Balatro is probably still fighting Cog and HC?
Dvela is floating down the river, passing through the Valley.
Two vampires, identical and with matching eye scars, watch them with intent from a few hundred feet away.
It hoists itself out of the river with four of its hands, watching them intently and now and again twitching, which makes an odd clicking sound as its gold plates snap against each other. “Who art thee?”
“Almund, great priest of dead Herionidus!”
”Alton, great Priest of the king Herionidus!” The two vampires say in unison.
“What is the nature of thy king?”
”he is the lord of the afterlife, the kind Saviour of souls!”
”he is the prince of the wild, the great feaster and the one who gave us the first foods!” They say, one after the other.
“He is not angered by my passage through his realm?”
“He is kind…”
”but do nothing against his wishes or there will be grave consequences…”
“May I continue to float?”
“Yes! You May.”
”but do not calm the current within the valley, it is a sacred decree of our king…”
“…Very well…” It begins to move back to the river.
*Do any of the Herionidians notice Dvela?*
*probably, but most of them are scared out of their minds and unless prompted don’t want to deal with any more magical stuff*
Savut is planning out trade routes with her merchants.
Balatro is probably still fighting Cog and HC?
Dvela is floating down the river, passing through the Valley.
Two vampires, identical and with matching eye scars, watch them with intent from a few hundred feet away.
It hoists itself out of the river with four of its hands, watching them intently and now and again twitching, which makes an odd clicking sound as its gold plates snap against each other. “Who art thee?”
“Almund, great priest of dead Herionidus!”
”Alton, great Priest of the king Herionidus!” The two vampires say in unison.
“What is the nature of thy king?”
”he is the lord of the afterlife, the kind Saviour of souls!”
”he is the prince of the wild, the great feaster and the one who gave us the first foods!” They say, one after the other.
“He is not angered by my passage through his realm?”
“He is kind…”
”but do nothing against his wishes or there will be grave consequences…”
“May I continue to float?”
“Yes! You May.”
”but do not calm the current within the valley, it is a sacred decree of our king…”
“…Very well…” It begins to move back to the river.
*Do any of the Herionidians notice Dvela?*
*probably, but most of them are scared out of their minds and unless prompted don’t want to deal with any more magical stuff*
*could dvela see them from the river?*
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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.
Savut is planning out trade routes with her merchants.
Balatro is probably still fighting Cog and HC?
Dvela is floating down the river, passing through the Valley.
Two vampires, identical and with matching eye scars, watch them with intent from a few hundred feet away.
It hoists itself out of the river with four of its hands, watching them intently and now and again twitching, which makes an odd clicking sound as its gold plates snap against each other. “Who art thee?”
“Almund, great priest of dead Herionidus!”
”Alton, great Priest of the king Herionidus!” The two vampires say in unison.
“What is the nature of thy king?”
”he is the lord of the afterlife, the kind Saviour of souls!”
”he is the prince of the wild, the great feaster and the one who gave us the first foods!” They say, one after the other.
“He is not angered by my passage through his realm?”
“He is kind…”
”but do nothing against his wishes or there will be grave consequences…”
“May I continue to float?”
“Yes! You May.”
”but do not calm the current within the valley, it is a sacred decree of our king…”
“…Very well…” It begins to move back to the river.
*Do any of the Herionidians notice Dvela?*
*probably, but most of them are scared out of their minds and unless prompted don’t want to deal with any more magical stuff*
Savut is planning out trade routes with her merchants.
Balatro is probably still fighting Cog and HC?
Dvela is floating down the river, passing through the Valley.
Two vampires, identical and with matching eye scars, watch them with intent from a few hundred feet away.
It hoists itself out of the river with four of its hands, watching them intently and now and again twitching, which makes an odd clicking sound as its gold plates snap against each other. “Who art thee?”
“Almund, great priest of dead Herionidus!”
”Alton, great Priest of the king Herionidus!” The two vampires say in unison.
“What is the nature of thy king?”
”he is the lord of the afterlife, the kind Saviour of souls!”
”he is the prince of the wild, the great feaster and the one who gave us the first foods!” They say, one after the other.
“He is not angered by my passage through his realm?”
“He is kind…”
”but do nothing against his wishes or there will be grave consequences…”
“May I continue to float?”
“Yes! You May.”
”but do not calm the current within the valley, it is a sacred decree of our king…”
“…Very well…” It begins to move back to the river.
*Do any of the Herionidians notice Dvela?*
A couple of Lantern drakes fly with the shadow drakes, twinkling in the sky like moving stars. They are also curious of the new comers.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Savut is planning out trade routes with her merchants.
Balatro is probably still fighting Cog and HC?
Dvela is floating down the river, passing through the Valley.
Two vampires, identical and with matching eye scars, watch them with intent from a few hundred feet away.
It hoists itself out of the river with four of its hands, watching them intently and now and again twitching, which makes an odd clicking sound as its gold plates snap against each other. “Who art thee?”
“Almund, great priest of dead Herionidus!”
”Alton, great Priest of the king Herionidus!” The two vampires say in unison.
“What is the nature of thy king?”
”he is the lord of the afterlife, the kind Saviour of souls!”
”he is the prince of the wild, the great feaster and the one who gave us the first foods!” They say, one after the other.
“He is not angered by my passage through his realm?”
“He is kind…”
”but do nothing against his wishes or there will be grave consequences…”
“May I continue to float?”
“Yes! You May.”
”but do not calm the current within the valley, it is a sacred decree of our king…”
“…Very well…” It begins to move back to the river.
*Do any of the Herionidians notice Dvela?*
*probably, but most of them are scared out of their minds and unless prompted don’t want to deal with any more magical stuff*
*could dvela see them from the river?*
*some of them*
“Ah, there seem to be other people here as well.” Dvela waves to them.
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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.
Savut is planning out trade routes with her merchants.
Balatro is probably still fighting Cog and HC?
Dvela is floating down the river, passing through the Valley.
Two vampires, identical and with matching eye scars, watch them with intent from a few hundred feet away.
It hoists itself out of the river with four of its hands, watching them intently and now and again twitching, which makes an odd clicking sound as its gold plates snap against each other. “Who art thee?”
“Almund, great priest of dead Herionidus!”
”Alton, great Priest of the king Herionidus!” The two vampires say in unison.
“What is the nature of thy king?”
”he is the lord of the afterlife, the kind Saviour of souls!”
”he is the prince of the wild, the great feaster and the one who gave us the first foods!” They say, one after the other.
“He is not angered by my passage through his realm?”
“He is kind…”
”but do nothing against his wishes or there will be grave consequences…”
“May I continue to float?”
“Yes! You May.”
”but do not calm the current within the valley, it is a sacred decree of our king…”
“…Very well…” It begins to move back to the river.
*Do any of the Herionidians notice Dvela?*
*probably, but most of them are scared out of their minds and unless prompted don’t want to deal with any more magical stuff*
*could dvela see them from the river?*
*some of them*
“Ah, there seem to be other people here as well.” Dvela waves to them.
“Yes, the people who were saved by Herionidus and taken in by him at the start of the world…” (both in unison as they follow Dvela to the edge of the river)
(stuck in these colors for some reason) some of the Herionidians look to Dvela, slightly scared. They’re mostly hiding, also seeing the two gravediggers.
“Yes, the people who were saved by Herionidus and taken in by him at the start of the world…” (both in unison as they follow Dvela to the edge of the river)
(stuck in these colors for some reason) some of the Herionidians look to Dvela, slightly scared. They’re mostly hiding, also seeing the two gravediggers.
*Oh know, the dreaded color curse*
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Savut is planning out trade routes with her merchants.
Balatro is probably still fighting Cog and HC?
Dvela is floating down the river, passing through the Valley.
Two vampires, identical and with matching eye scars, watch them with intent from a few hundred feet away.
It hoists itself out of the river with four of its hands, watching them intently and now and again twitching, which makes an odd clicking sound as its gold plates snap against each other. “Who art thee?”
“Almund, great priest of dead Herionidus!”
”Alton, great Priest of the king Herionidus!” The two vampires say in unison.
“What is the nature of thy king?”
”he is the lord of the afterlife, the kind Saviour of souls!”
”he is the prince of the wild, the great feaster and the one who gave us the first foods!” They say, one after the other.
“He is not angered by my passage through his realm?”
“He is kind…”
”but do nothing against his wishes or there will be grave consequences…”
“May I continue to float?”
“Yes! You May.”
”but do not calm the current within the valley, it is a sacred decree of our king…”
“…Very well…” It begins to move back to the river.
*Do any of the Herionidians notice Dvela?*
*probably, but most of them are scared out of their minds and unless prompted don’t want to deal with any more magical stuff*
*could dvela see them from the river?*
*some of them*
“Ah, there seem to be other people here as well.” Dvela waves to them.
“Yes, the people who were saved by Herionidus and taken in by him at the start of the world…” (both in unison as they follow Dvela to the edge of the river)
(stuck in these colors for some reason) some of the Herionidians look to Dvela, slightly scared. They’re mostly hiding, also seeing the two gravediggers.
Insight: 19
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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.
Savut is planning out trade routes with her merchants.
Balatro is probably still fighting Cog and HC?
Dvela is floating down the river, passing through the Valley.
Two vampires, identical and with matching eye scars, watch them with intent from a few hundred feet away.
It hoists itself out of the river with four of its hands, watching them intently and now and again twitching, which makes an odd clicking sound as its gold plates snap against each other. “Who art thee?”
“Almund, great priest of dead Herionidus!”
”Alton, great Priest of the king Herionidus!” The two vampires say in unison.
“What is the nature of thy king?”
”he is the lord of the afterlife, the kind Saviour of souls!”
”he is the prince of the wild, the great feaster and the one who gave us the first foods!” They say, one after the other.
“He is not angered by my passage through his realm?”
“He is kind…”
”but do nothing against his wishes or there will be grave consequences…”
“May I continue to float?”
“Yes! You May.”
”but do not calm the current within the valley, it is a sacred decree of our king…”
“…Very well…” It begins to move back to the river.
*Do any of the Herionidians notice Dvela?*
*probably, but most of them are scared out of their minds and unless prompted don’t want to deal with any more magical stuff*
*could dvela see them from the river?*
*some of them*
“Ah, there seem to be other people here as well.” Dvela waves to them.
“Yes, the people who were saved by Herionidus and taken in by him at the start of the world…” (both in unison as they follow Dvela to the edge of the river)
(stuck in these colors for some reason) some of the Herionidians look to Dvela, slightly scared. They’re mostly hiding, also seeing the two gravediggers.
Insight: 11
(Assuming for the gravediggers)
they’re telling the truth.
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“What is the nature of thy king?”
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 is the lord of the afterlife, the kind Saviour of souls!”
”he is the prince of the wild, the great feaster and the one who gave us the first foods!” They say, one after the other.
“He is not angered by my passage through his realm?”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*I might have a bad memory, but when did the Storm Lord make the ocean? I don't remember 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
*literally like an hour ago lol, also Krakens. Don’t know why though*
“He is kind…”
”but do nothing against his wishes or there will be grave consequences…”
“May I continue to float?”
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 Drake gives out a hissing caw and keeps its distance, but keeps observing.
"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
Lin is reminiscing about his past lives
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“Yes! You May.”
”but do not calm the current within the valley, it is a sacred decree of our king…”
“…Very well…” It begins to move back to the river.
*Do any of the Herionidians notice Dvela?*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*probably, but most of them are scared out of their minds and unless prompted don’t want to deal with any more magical stuff*
*could dvela see them from the river?*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*some of them*
A couple of Lantern drakes fly with the shadow drakes, twinkling in the sky like moving stars. They are also curious of the new comers.
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
“Ah, there seem to be other people here as well.” Dvela waves to them.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
“Yes, the people who were saved by Herionidus and taken in by him at the start of the world…” (both in unison as they follow Dvela to the edge of the river)
(stuck in these colors for some reason) some of the Herionidians look to Dvela, slightly scared. They’re mostly hiding, also seeing the two gravediggers.
*Oh know, the dreaded color curse*
"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
Insight: 19
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
(Assuming for the gravediggers)
they’re telling the truth.