Balatro is doing target practice with his rib-darts.
Tarriker is leading the humans away from the elementals.
Sidore returns to the Never-Ending Wildfire.
Gallitsur is investigating every aspect of the mountains, full of scientific wonder.
Great swaths of the chaotic maelstrom that fills the Well of All Worlds range out from the Navel, a melange of the stuff of the Unseen World covering the wasteland.
*which one? Herionidus’ or one of the Vampire’s?*
*Herionidius’s*
*The ravens were scratching at the vampire's coffins, but don't stop her when she goes for the big man's*
*oh wait no i didn’t know that. in that case she opens the vampire coffins*
Each of the coffins are made of stone inscribed with each of their names (not gonna type it now, I can if you’re curious though) and with some variation of, “Rest in peace.” The coffins are dirty, stained with blood, and smell like a mixture of rotting corpses and fresh roses.
inside the first coffin, no vampire, but a bunch of flowers lining the sides and preserved fruits in jars, also at the sides to leave room in the red cushioned coffin for the body.
*i am always curious*
“Odd. I do hope they’re not all hiding in one coffin. That would be rather absurd.” Savut moves to the next coffin.
*the First two read Almund Serce and Alton Kość, and the middle one’s name is Margaret Cromwell, then Abigail Starchild and Alexander Pencroft.*
*also lol*
the second one has exactly the same stuff, but the arrangements of flowers are different: Almund’s is whites, then reds, then blacks, and Alton’s is Whites, then Yellows, then blacks. Nothing else is different.
“Perhaps this is some variety of code?” She opens the third coffin.
*i feel like these are the names of authors or something but i looked them up and nothing*
Third one has different flower arrangements as well, with the middle flowers being a dark crimson instead. In addition, lying in the middle of the coffin is a set of three silver knives, all drenched in fresh blood.
*the first two, I came up with their first names without any inspiration but their surnames are both words in polish, forgot what exactly but it’s something like flesh and bone, and then the other three are what baby name generators are really for. Although I did go to a separate site for the last names, medieval surnames*
*cool*
She examines the blood on the knives. Investigation: 24
It’s not Herionidian. Or well, it was… it’s fresh, but it’s not from a living creature. It’s from one of the vampires, possibly the one that the coffin belongs to.
“Then they most certainly have not left the valley. Or, they have some means of quick passage in and out.” She opens the fourth coffin.
*hold on I’m silly there are six coffins, last one’s name is Marie Aldrich*
the fourth has purple flowers, and along with it and the preserved fruits, there are weaved garlands of grasses and plants lining the walls and pillows. Barely noticeable, a bit of blood splatters the inside of the coffin, while the insides of all the others are pristine.
Savut is clearly on edge, and opens the final two coffins.
The fifth coffin is similar to the fourth with the garlands, but instead of a blood splatter there is a golden locket in the shape of a heart, resting on the pillow. The sixth coffin smells quite nice, and contains not bottled fruit but incenses and perfumes. The edge of the coffin contains scratch marks from the vampire’s claws.
a sort of dark presence surrounds the room. Thicker than even the darkness, it is almost sickening. No, it is sickening.
She gathers the stars around her, looking around. "Reveal thyself."
Nothing. All is quiet.
Slowly, Savut begins to exit the tomb. She knows something is very much wrong.
Nothing happens. No vampires surprise leaping out at her. No magical darkness enshrouds Savut. She is simply allowed to exit the tomb.
something is so very wrong.
Savut quickly returns to the Herionidians and her troops.
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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 Raven collects all this and anything else in that room, while another flies into the Banquet of Travesties room and the Great Plan of Herionidus room.
The Ravens in the room with the coffins stay and peck at the flowers, collecting the information of the names, flower colors, and items within. One raven lands on the Coffin of Herionidus itself.
*sorry, their separate books in the same room about different topics*
gonna do the banquet of travesties first:
It details the creation of Tarcza and Zarznac, twin horrors of the night. After Cogintius’ selfish and evil act of cursing hundreds of humans into the forms of gibbering mouthers, the humans were scared. The godless ones were formed, and they tried to fight back against the gods. But a sect of them didn’t want to fight back: they just wanted safety. So they traveled to the valley of Herionidus to ask for help: they needed ingredients, rare and delectable, to prepare the most decadent and horrible work of art the world will ever see: the Banquet of travesties. Herionidus, angry at Cogintius for this horrible act, complied. They retreated underground with the materials they needed and started work on the banquet. Then, they feasted. A day later, a castle sprung up in the wastes, and the people had a new safe home, and two protectors that will do anything for them. Herionidus was then sealed into his position as the patron god of humans, the protector of all civilization, for as long as he would live.
the coffin of Herionidus radiates such power that the Raven is now under the effects of the confusion spell, before they even land on it.
*It's all good.*
The confused raven tries to fly away and ends up hitting a wall.
The other ravens continue to look through the books.
They find the one about his great plan.
i have plans for this world. Plans to ensure… everyone is happy. What good is humanity if nobody enjoys it? While, at the time you, my dear reader, are witnessing these pages, I will likely be long gone. Unless some other will desecrates my tomb, of course. But I have found a way to keep on helping everyone… onto that, shall we? Says the book, in shakey, golden ink.
the book goes onto describe the gravediggers and their purpose as his priests and the leaders of his people. He then details the deathbloom, how it will protect and keep humans from harm. Then, he describes what he told the gravediggers to do when He died: take some of the petals from the deathbloom, along with a list of other ingredients, and stir them together. Then, drink the concoction. Finally, it goes on to describe how Herionidus believes he will die. He describes it in vivid, terrifying detail, including an image of his corpse, covered in black Ichor, lying on his hill, surrounded by stinging hornets. Then, it goes on to tell what the gravediggers will become. Then, on the second to last page, it says, in big, bold letters.
WHY?
The last page thrums with terrifying power, as if it were simply waiting for the ravens to look. Though they are unsure what will happen if they do.
Balatro is doing target practice with his rib-darts.
Tarriker is leading the humans away from the elementals.
Sidore returns to the Never-Ending Wildfire.
Gallitsur is investigating every aspect of the mountains, full of scientific wonder.
Great swaths of the chaotic maelstrom that fills the Well of All Worlds range out from the Navel, a melange of the stuff of the Unseen World covering the wasteland.
*which one? Herionidus’ or one of the Vampire’s?*
*Herionidius’s*
*The ravens were scratching at the vampire's coffins, but don't stop her when she goes for the big man's*
*oh wait no i didn’t know that. in that case she opens the vampire coffins*
Each of the coffins are made of stone inscribed with each of their names (not gonna type it now, I can if you’re curious though) and with some variation of, “Rest in peace.” The coffins are dirty, stained with blood, and smell like a mixture of rotting corpses and fresh roses.
inside the first coffin, no vampire, but a bunch of flowers lining the sides and preserved fruits in jars, also at the sides to leave room in the red cushioned coffin for the body.
*i am always curious*
“Odd. I do hope they’re not all hiding in one coffin. That would be rather absurd.” Savut moves to the next coffin.
*the First two read Almund Serce and Alton Kość, and the middle one’s name is Margaret Cromwell, then Abigail Starchild and Alexander Pencroft.*
*also lol*
the second one has exactly the same stuff, but the arrangements of flowers are different: Almund’s is whites, then reds, then blacks, and Alton’s is Whites, then Yellows, then blacks. Nothing else is different.
“Perhaps this is some variety of code?” She opens the third coffin.
*i feel like these are the names of authors or something but i looked them up and nothing*
Third one has different flower arrangements as well, with the middle flowers being a dark crimson instead. In addition, lying in the middle of the coffin is a set of three silver knives, all drenched in fresh blood.
*the first two, I came up with their first names without any inspiration but their surnames are both words in polish, forgot what exactly but it’s something like flesh and bone, and then the other three are what baby name generators are really for. Although I did go to a separate site for the last names, medieval surnames*
*cool*
She examines the blood on the knives. Investigation: 24
It’s not Herionidian. Or well, it was… it’s fresh, but it’s not from a living creature. It’s from one of the vampires, possibly the one that the coffin belongs to.
“Then they most certainly have not left the valley. Or, they have some means of quick passage in and out.” She opens the fourth coffin.
*hold on I’m silly there are six coffins, last one’s name is Marie Aldrich*
the fourth has purple flowers, and along with it and the preserved fruits, there are weaved garlands of grasses and plants lining the walls and pillows. Barely noticeable, a bit of blood splatters the inside of the coffin, while the insides of all the others are pristine.
Savut is clearly on edge, and opens the final two coffins.
The fifth coffin is similar to the fourth with the garlands, but instead of a blood splatter there is a golden locket in the shape of a heart, resting on the pillow. The sixth coffin smells quite nice, and contains not bottled fruit but incenses and perfumes. The edge of the coffin contains scratch marks from the vampire’s claws.
a sort of dark presence surrounds the room. Thicker than even the darkness, it is almost sickening. No, it is sickening.
She gathers the stars around her, looking around. "Reveal thyself."
Nothing. All is quiet.
Slowly, Savut begins to exit the tomb. She knows something is very much wrong.
Nothing happens. No vampires surprise leaping out at her. No magical darkness enshrouds Savut. She is simply allowed to exit the tomb.
something is so very wrong.
Savut quickly returns to the Herionidians and her troops.
The Raven collects all this and anything else in that room, while another flies into the Banquet of Travesties room and the Great Plan of Herionidus room.
The Ravens in the room with the coffins stay and peck at the flowers, collecting the information of the names, flower colors, and items within. One raven lands on the Coffin of Herionidus itself.
*sorry, their separate books in the same room about different topics*
gonna do the banquet of travesties first:
It details the creation of Tarcza and Zarznac, twin horrors of the night. After Cogintius’ selfish and evil act of cursing hundreds of humans into the forms of gibbering mouthers, the humans were scared. The godless ones were formed, and they tried to fight back against the gods. But a sect of them didn’t want to fight back: they just wanted safety. So they traveled to the valley of Herionidus to ask for help: they needed ingredients, rare and delectable, to prepare the most decadent and horrible work of art the world will ever see: the Banquet of travesties. Herionidus, angry at Cogintius for this horrible act, complied. They retreated underground with the materials they needed and started work on the banquet. Then, they feasted. A day later, a castle sprung up in the wastes, and the people had a new safe home, and two protectors that will do anything for them. Herionidus was then sealed into his position as the patron god of humans, the protector of all civilization, for as long as he would live.
the coffin of Herionidus radiates such power that the Raven is now under the effects of the confusion spell, before they even land on it.
*It's all good.*
The confused raven tries to fly away and ends up hitting a wall.
The other ravens continue to look through the books.
They find the one about his great plan.
i have plans for this world. Plans to ensure… everyone is happy. What good is humanity if nobody enjoys it? While, at the time you, my dear reader, are witnessing these pages, I will likely be long gone. Unless some other will desecrates my tomb, of course. But I have found a way to keep on helping everyone… onto that, shall we? Says the book, in shakey, golden ink.
the book goes onto describe the gravediggers and their purpose as his priests and the leaders of his people. He then details the deathbloom, how it will protect and keep humans from harm. Then, he describes what he told the gravediggers to do when He died: take some of the petals from the deathbloom, along with a list of other ingredients, and stir them together. Then, drink the concoction. Finally, it goes on to describe how Herionidus believes he will die. He describes it in vivid, terrifying detail, including an image of his corpse, covered in black Ichor, lying on his hill, surrounded by stinging hornets. Then, it goes on to tell what the gravediggers will become. Then, on the second to last page, it says, in big, bold letters.
WHY?
The last page thrums with terrifying power, as if it were simply waiting for the ravens to look. Though they are unsure what will happen if they do.
The Raven look, prepared either because its nature provides it with no fear, or it understands it's duty to understand all despite the dangers of that knowledge.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Balatro is doing target practice with his rib-darts.
Tarriker is leading the humans away from the elementals.
Sidore returns to the Never-Ending Wildfire.
Gallitsur is investigating every aspect of the mountains, full of scientific wonder.
Great swaths of the chaotic maelstrom that fills the Well of All Worlds range out from the Navel, a melange of the stuff of the Unseen World covering the wasteland.
*which one? Herionidus’ or one of the Vampire’s?*
*Herionidius’s*
*The ravens were scratching at the vampire's coffins, but don't stop her when she goes for the big man's*
*oh wait no i didn’t know that. in that case she opens the vampire coffins*
Each of the coffins are made of stone inscribed with each of their names (not gonna type it now, I can if you’re curious though) and with some variation of, “Rest in peace.” The coffins are dirty, stained with blood, and smell like a mixture of rotting corpses and fresh roses.
inside the first coffin, no vampire, but a bunch of flowers lining the sides and preserved fruits in jars, also at the sides to leave room in the red cushioned coffin for the body.
*i am always curious*
“Odd. I do hope they’re not all hiding in one coffin. That would be rather absurd.” Savut moves to the next coffin.
*the First two read Almund Serce and Alton Kość, and the middle one’s name is Margaret Cromwell, then Abigail Starchild and Alexander Pencroft.*
*also lol*
the second one has exactly the same stuff, but the arrangements of flowers are different: Almund’s is whites, then reds, then blacks, and Alton’s is Whites, then Yellows, then blacks. Nothing else is different.
“Perhaps this is some variety of code?” She opens the third coffin.
*i feel like these are the names of authors or something but i looked them up and nothing*
Third one has different flower arrangements as well, with the middle flowers being a dark crimson instead. In addition, lying in the middle of the coffin is a set of three silver knives, all drenched in fresh blood.
*the first two, I came up with their first names without any inspiration but their surnames are both words in polish, forgot what exactly but it’s something like flesh and bone, and then the other three are what baby name generators are really for. Although I did go to a separate site for the last names, medieval surnames*
*cool*
She examines the blood on the knives. Investigation: 24
It’s not Herionidian. Or well, it was… it’s fresh, but it’s not from a living creature. It’s from one of the vampires, possibly the one that the coffin belongs to.
“Then they most certainly have not left the valley. Or, they have some means of quick passage in and out.” She opens the fourth coffin.
*hold on I’m silly there are six coffins, last one’s name is Marie Aldrich*
the fourth has purple flowers, and along with it and the preserved fruits, there are weaved garlands of grasses and plants lining the walls and pillows. Barely noticeable, a bit of blood splatters the inside of the coffin, while the insides of all the others are pristine.
Savut is clearly on edge, and opens the final two coffins.
The fifth coffin is similar to the fourth with the garlands, but instead of a blood splatter there is a golden locket in the shape of a heart, resting on the pillow. The sixth coffin smells quite nice, and contains not bottled fruit but incenses and perfumes. The edge of the coffin contains scratch marks from the vampire’s claws.
a sort of dark presence surrounds the room. Thicker than even the darkness, it is almost sickening. No, it is sickening.
She gathers the stars around her, looking around. "Reveal thyself."
Nothing. All is quiet.
Slowly, Savut begins to exit the tomb. She knows something is very much wrong.
Nothing happens. No vampires surprise leaping out at her. No magical darkness enshrouds Savut. She is simply allowed to exit the tomb.
something is so very wrong.
Savut quickly returns to the Herionidians and her troops.
Some of them asked what she found.
“I still haven’t found anything conclusive. I’m sorry. And yet… I get the feeling that a strange aura has begun surrounding me.
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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.
Faltros is in his throne room, facing Happy Chaos.
*More like preparing to annihilate while Happy Chaos shows a display of suicidal madness.*
*Balatro has to intrude before Faltros does something.*
Balatro enters the throne room. “Hey guys, what’s goin’ on?”
Falters is pointing his flaming sword talking about how foolish Happy Chaos is while Happy Chaps cackles madly, grinning mouths all across his body as he aims his revolver back at Faltros. He turns to Balatro “Conversation didn’t go well.”
“I figured. This is quite the dilemma.” Balatro looks to Faltros. “Anything to add?”
"Why did you bring this fool here? I gave him a chance to flee my wrath, but he denied. If he came for peace, he lost the one chance I gave him. Braindead fool. Now he shall perish."
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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
Faltros is in his throne room, facing Happy Chaos.
*More like preparing to annihilate while Happy Chaos shows a display of suicidal madness.*
*Balatro has to intrude before Faltros does something.*
Balatro enters the throne room. “Hey guys, what’s goin’ on?”
Falters is pointing his flaming sword talking about how foolish Happy Chaos is while Happy Chaps cackles madly, grinning mouths all across his body as he aims his revolver back at Faltros. He turns to Balatro “Conversation didn’t go well.”
“I figured. This is quite the dilemma.” Balatro looks to Faltros. “Anything to add?”
"Why did you bring this fool here? I gave him a chance to flee my wrath, but he denied. If he came for peace, he lost the one chance I gave him. Braindead fool. Now he shall perish."
“Braindead fool? If I’m such a fool why are you still in the underworld and not taking over the rest of the realms?” He cackles “ If I’m so stupid why aren’t I dead? HAHAHA!! Let the world burn in the flames of chaos!!”
Faltros is in his throne room, facing Happy Chaos.
*More like preparing to annihilate while Happy Chaos shows a display of suicidal madness.*
*Balatro has to intrude before Faltros does something.*
Balatro enters the throne room. “Hey guys, what’s goin’ on?”
Falters is pointing his flaming sword talking about how foolish Happy Chaos is while Happy Chaps cackles madly, grinning mouths all across his body as he aims his revolver back at Faltros. He turns to Balatro “Conversation didn’t go well.”
“I figured. This is quite the dilemma.” Balatro looks to Faltros. “Anything to add?”
"Why did you bring this fool here? I gave him a chance to flee my wrath, but he denied. If he came for peace, he lost the one chance I gave him. Braindead fool. Now he shall perish."
“Braindead fool? If I’m such a fool why are you still in the underworld and not taking over the rest of the realms?” He cackles “ If I’m so stupid why aren’t I dead? HAHAHA!! Let the world burn in the flames of chaos!!”
He fires a blast of fire, using 5,000 power points. I'm not gonna roll since it's not a real will. *Also, he'll get them back. I'm not wasting it.*
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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
Faltros is in his throne room, facing Happy Chaos.
*More like preparing to annihilate while Happy Chaos shows a display of suicidal madness.*
*Balatro has to intrude before Faltros does something.*
Balatro enters the throne room. “Hey guys, what’s goin’ on?”
Falters is pointing his flaming sword talking about how foolish Happy Chaos is while Happy Chaps cackles madly, grinning mouths all across his body as he aims his revolver back at Faltros. He turns to Balatro “Conversation didn’t go well.”
“I figured. This is quite the dilemma.” Balatro looks to Faltros. “Anything to add?”
"Why did you bring this fool here? I gave him a chance to flee my wrath, but he denied. If he came for peace, he lost the one chance I gave him. Braindead fool. Now he shall perish."
“Braindead fool? If I’m such a fool why are you still in the underworld and not taking over the rest of the realms?” He cackles “ If I’m so stupid why aren’t I dead? HAHAHA!! Let the world burn in the flames of chaos!!”
He fires a blast of fire, using 5,000 power points. I'm not gonna roll since it's not a real will. *Also, he'll get them back. I'm not wasting it.*
The Happy Chaos clone blows up into a puff of smoke with an echo of mad laughter. *Of course, sorry about making seem like I’d kill your char on the other thread.*
Faltros is in his throne room, facing Happy Chaos.
*More like preparing to annihilate while Happy Chaos shows a display of suicidal madness.*
*Balatro has to intrude before Faltros does something.*
Balatro enters the throne room. “Hey guys, what’s goin’ on?”
Falters is pointing his flaming sword talking about how foolish Happy Chaos is while Happy Chaps cackles madly, grinning mouths all across his body as he aims his revolver back at Faltros. He turns to Balatro “Conversation didn’t go well.”
“I figured. This is quite the dilemma.” Balatro looks to Faltros. “Anything to add?”
"Why did you bring this fool here? I gave him a chance to flee my wrath, but he denied. If he came for peace, he lost the one chance I gave him. Braindead fool. Now he shall perish."
“Braindead fool? If I’m such a fool why are you still in the underworld and not taking over the rest of the realms?” He cackles “ If I’m so stupid why aren’t I dead? HAHAHA!! Let the world burn in the flames of chaos!!”
He fires a blast of fire, using 5,000 power points. I'm not gonna roll since it's not a real will. *Also, he'll get them back. I'm not wasting it.*
The Happy Chaos clone blows up into a puff of smoke with an echo of mad laughter. *Of course, sorry about making seem like I’d kill your char on the other thread.*
He puts his sword away. "It felt good to kill again."
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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
Faltros is in his throne room, facing Happy Chaos.
*More like preparing to annihilate while Happy Chaos shows a display of suicidal madness.*
*Balatro has to intrude before Faltros does something.*
Balatro enters the throne room. “Hey guys, what’s goin’ on?”
Falters is pointing his flaming sword talking about how foolish Happy Chaos is while Happy Chaps cackles madly, grinning mouths all across his body as he aims his revolver back at Faltros. He turns to Balatro “Conversation didn’t go well.”
“I figured. This is quite the dilemma.” Balatro looks to Faltros. “Anything to add?”
"Why did you bring this fool here? I gave him a chance to flee my wrath, but he denied. If he came for peace, he lost the one chance I gave him. Braindead fool. Now he shall perish."
“Braindead fool? If I’m such a fool why are you still in the underworld and not taking over the rest of the realms?” He cackles “ If I’m so stupid why aren’t I dead? HAHAHA!! Let the world burn in the flames of chaos!!”
He fires a blast of fire, using 5,000 power points. I'm not gonna roll since it's not a real will. *Also, he'll get them back. I'm not wasting it.*
The Happy Chaos clone blows up into a puff of smoke with an echo of mad laughter. *Of course, sorry about making seem like I’d kill your char on the other thread.*
He puts his sword away. "It felt good to kill again."
A second clone walks, a wide grin wrapping around his head “Kill who? Because I don’t look dead to me.”
Faltros is in his throne room, facing Happy Chaos.
*More like preparing to annihilate while Happy Chaos shows a display of suicidal madness.*
*Balatro has to intrude before Faltros does something.*
Balatro enters the throne room. “Hey guys, what’s goin’ on?”
Falters is pointing his flaming sword talking about how foolish Happy Chaos is while Happy Chaps cackles madly, grinning mouths all across his body as he aims his revolver back at Faltros. He turns to Balatro “Conversation didn’t go well.”
“I figured. This is quite the dilemma.” Balatro looks to Faltros. “Anything to add?”
"Why did you bring this fool here? I gave him a chance to flee my wrath, but he denied. If he came for peace, he lost the one chance I gave him. Braindead fool. Now he shall perish."
“Braindead fool? If I’m such a fool why are you still in the underworld and not taking over the rest of the realms?” He cackles “ If I’m so stupid why aren’t I dead? HAHAHA!! Let the world burn in the flames of chaos!!”
He fires a blast of fire, using 5,000 power points. I'm not gonna roll since it's not a real will. *Also, he'll get them back. I'm not wasting it.*
The Happy Chaos clone blows up into a puff of smoke with an echo of mad laughter. *Of course, sorry about making seem like I’d kill your char on the other thread.*
He puts his sword away. "It felt good to kill again."
A second clone walks, a wide grin wrapping around his head “Kill who? Because I don’t look dead to me.”
He frowns. "You perished. How did you return?"
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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
Faltros is in his throne room, facing Happy Chaos.
*More like preparing to annihilate while Happy Chaos shows a display of suicidal madness.*
*Balatro has to intrude before Faltros does something.*
Balatro enters the throne room. “Hey guys, what’s goin’ on?”
Falters is pointing his flaming sword talking about how foolish Happy Chaos is while Happy Chaps cackles madly, grinning mouths all across his body as he aims his revolver back at Faltros. He turns to Balatro “Conversation didn’t go well.”
“I figured. This is quite the dilemma.” Balatro looks to Faltros. “Anything to add?”
"Why did you bring this fool here? I gave him a chance to flee my wrath, but he denied. If he came for peace, he lost the one chance I gave him. Braindead fool. Now he shall perish."
“Braindead fool? If I’m such a fool why are you still in the underworld and not taking over the rest of the realms?” He cackles “ If I’m so stupid why aren’t I dead? HAHAHA!! Let the world burn in the flames of chaos!!”
He fires a blast of fire, using 5,000 power points. I'm not gonna roll since it's not a real will. *Also, he'll get them back. I'm not wasting it.*
The Happy Chaos clone blows up into a puff of smoke with an echo of mad laughter. *Of course, sorry about making seem like I’d kill your char on the other thread.*
He puts his sword away. "It felt good to kill again."
A second clone walks, a wide grin wrapping around his head “Kill who? Because I don’t look dead to me.”
He frowns. "You perished. How did you return?"
He shrugs “That attack would have been too weak to destroy my true form. Look closer at me.” If he does so he realizes that this is a masterfully made clone.
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Savut quickly returns to the Herionidians and her troops.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
They find the one about his great plan.
i have plans for this world. Plans to ensure… everyone is happy. What good is humanity if nobody enjoys it? While, at the time you, my dear reader, are witnessing these pages, I will likely be long gone. Unless some other will desecrates my tomb, of course. But I have found a way to keep on helping everyone… onto that, shall we? Says the book, in shakey, golden ink.
the book goes onto describe the gravediggers and their purpose as his priests and the leaders of his people. He then details the deathbloom, how it will protect and keep humans from harm. Then, he describes what he told the gravediggers to do when He died: take some of the petals from the deathbloom, along with a list of other ingredients, and stir them together. Then, drink the concoction. Finally, it goes on to describe how Herionidus believes he will die. He describes it in vivid, terrifying detail, including an image of his corpse, covered in black Ichor, lying on his hill, surrounded by stinging hornets. Then, it goes on to tell what the gravediggers will become. Then, on the second to last page, it says, in big, bold letters.
WHY?
The last page thrums with terrifying power, as if it were simply waiting for the ravens to look. Though they are unsure what will happen if they do.
Some of them asked what she found.
The Raven look, prepared either because its nature provides it with no fear, or it understands it's duty to understand all despite the dangers of that knowledge.
"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 still haven’t found anything conclusive. I’m sorry. And yet… I get the feeling that a strange aura has begun surrounding me.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Gallitsur has flown to the gates of the City and is excitedly inspecting the wards of the gates.
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’m figuring out how I want to stat out my first godly artifact. It will be called “The Wellspring of Souls”.*
"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
Volumdremaak prepares for her trip to the Valley
Mephilia arrives in the North with an army, and starts helping Visk protect and evacuate the humans there.
Zeon, Talric, and Enki are still in the Wasteland with the rats.
The white ravens are continuing to study the wealth of knowledge in the tomb of Herionidus.
"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
Happy Chaos clones are traveling the world while the real one is in the city of order. The most important clone is currently challenging Faltros.
The Frenzy is walking around the world, leaving things in its wake changed, not destroyed but either absorbed or now glowing with a golden flame.
*quote chain cut, PLEASE*
Cogintius is making an actual plan.
Faltros is preparing to blast Happy Chaos into nothing.
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
*Balatros said something a few pages back.*
*Ok. Lemme find it.*
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
"Why did you bring this fool here? I gave him a chance to flee my wrath, but he denied. If he came for peace, he lost the one chance I gave him. Braindead fool. Now he shall perish."
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
“Braindead fool? If I’m such a fool why are you still in the underworld and not taking over the rest of the realms?” He cackles “ If I’m so stupid why aren’t I dead? HAHAHA!! Let the world burn in the flames of chaos!!”
He fires a blast of fire, using 5,000 power points. I'm not gonna roll since it's not a real will. *Also, he'll get them back. I'm not wasting it.*
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
The Happy Chaos clone blows up into a puff of smoke with an echo of mad laughter. *Of course, sorry about making seem like I’d kill your char on the other thread.*
He puts his sword away. "It felt good to kill again."
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
A second clone walks, a wide grin wrapping around his head “Kill who? Because I don’t look dead to me.”
He frowns. "You perished. How did you return?"
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 shrugs “That attack would have been too weak to destroy my true form. Look closer at me.” If he does so he realizes that this is a masterfully made clone.