Lazarus turns to face them. "I am not here to cause problems. Do you claim control and ownership over time?"
"yes. I am not the first, but all before me have faded. I do not bar you from manipulating it, but if you warp it against my will, you shall be eliminated"
"You can trust that I am here seeking to do no harm."
"very good. I am tempor, you are Lazarus. please tell me your name."
"Lazarus. You just said it."
"thank you. retrochronological learning, you know"
"Ah, interesting. I guess I would have had to tell you, even if you already knew. Otherwise your learning of my name would have no origin, creating a minor paradox."
"well, the source can be the retrochronological learning itself, but temporal loops give me a migrane"
Lazarus is currently in a hole, though calling it a hole would not be doing it justice. It's more like a cylindrical drop with a 10-mile circumference that seems to descend endlessly. He is currently using his summoned wings of flame to hover around the top, taking measurements along the inside.
*where is it? maybe it intersects with the pit of ooze*
*I’m really starting to contemplate who I want Rendy to bond with, and if I want to do it soon or wait until he has 100,000 power points so he can be a nice large reservoir for whoever he bonds with*
*either is fine. all i ask is for you to seriously consider bird-catcher.*
The Nameless King is continuing his journey, headed towards the City of Order, each step thunderous as lightning crackles in the clouds above.
The Frenzy is continuing to search the world, everything living it encounters being absorbed into its maddening golden flame.
Nagoriyuki Is also traveling the world, not looking for anything.
Slayer sensed the awakening of Nagoriyuki as well as the arrival of Forerir, and is simply waiting for what interesting thing comes next.
The Moon Presence is traveling the world in the form of an elderly woman, giving mortals cookies.
Rendy is flying around when he spots Nagoriyuki and flies over to them. “Hello new person!”
Slayer would notice several arcane butterflies fluttering through the wasteland of Foréir’s old realm, before a massive shadowy figure slithers into the old territory behind them.
Alabastor has taken down several scourged at this point, helping a few settlements prepare themselves for the onslaught and has even recruited a few new hunters for the cause.
Nago looks down at Rendy, instinctual placing a hand on his great katana, “Hello strange creature. No I apologize, you are only strange to me, hello.”
Slayer decides to go ‘talk’ with them, approaching slowly and carefully, a monstrous aura cloaking the area, a purple shadowy energy falling down his hands.
The Moon Presence watches over Alabastor, always slaying close by their side, helping the new hunters with trick weapons and training from the first hunter.
The Nameless King is continuing his journey, headed towards the City of Order, each step thunderous as lightning crackles in the clouds above.
The Frenzy is continuing to search the world, everything living it encounters being absorbed into its maddening golden flame.
Nagoriyuki Is also traveling the world, not looking for anything.
Slayer sensed the awakening of Nagoriyuki as well as the arrival of Forerir, and is simply waiting for what interesting thing comes next.
The Moon Presence is traveling the world in the form of an elderly woman, giving mortals cookies.
Rendy is flying around when he spots Nagoriyuki and flies over to them. “Hello new person!”
Slayer would notice several arcane butterflies fluttering through the wasteland of Foréir’s old realm, before a massive shadowy figure slithers into the old territory behind them.
Alabastor has taken down several scourged at this point, helping a few settlements prepare themselves for the onslaught and has even recruited a few new hunters for the cause.
Nago looks down at Rendy, instinctual placing a hand on his great katana, “Hello strange creature. No I apologize, you are only strange to me, hello.”
Slayer decides to go ‘talk’ with them, approaching slowly and carefully, a monstrous aura cloaking the area, a purple shadowy energy falling down his hands.
The Moon Presence watches over Alabastor, always slaying close by their side, helping the new hunters with trick weapons and training from the first hunter.
“I haven’t seen you before, what’s your name!” The little moth Will asks excitedly.
As the figure approaches Slayer, he would hear a feminine voice speak out. “Greeting Sworn Guardian of the Flaming Forgemaster and Lord of Vampiric Decadence. It is a pleasure to finally meet you.” As the figure finishes speaking, Slayer would now be standing before a massive black cobra with pure white pupiless eyes and white etching of various unreadable arcane runes all along her body, as well as words that reveal the secret thoughts and desires of the various mortals of the world that continuously write and erase themselves on her scaly surface.
The Nameless King is continuing his journey, headed towards the City of Order, each step thunderous as lightning crackles in the clouds above.
The Frenzy is continuing to search the world, everything living it encounters being absorbed into its maddening golden flame.
Nagoriyuki Is also traveling the world, not looking for anything.
Slayer sensed the awakening of Nagoriyuki as well as the arrival of Forerir, and is simply waiting for what interesting thing comes next.
The Moon Presence is traveling the world in the form of an elderly woman, giving mortals cookies.
Rendy is flying around when he spots Nagoriyuki and flies over to them. “Hello new person!”
Slayer would notice several arcane butterflies fluttering through the wasteland of Foréir’s old realm, before a massive shadowy figure slithers into the old territory behind them.
Alabastor has taken down several scourged at this point, helping a few settlements prepare themselves for the onslaught and has even recruited a few new hunters for the cause.
Nago looks down at Rendy, instinctual placing a hand on his great katana, “Hello strange creature. No I apologize, you are only strange to me, hello.”
Slayer decides to go ‘talk’ with them, approaching slowly and carefully, a monstrous aura cloaking the area, a purple shadowy energy falling down his hands.
The Moon Presence watches over Alabastor, always slaying close by their side, helping the new hunters with trick weapons and training from the first hunter.
“I haven’t seen you before, what’s your name!” The little moth Will asks excitedly.
As the figure approaches Slayer, he would hear a feminine voice speak out. “Greeting Sworn Guardian of the Flaming Forgemaster and Lord of Vampiric Decadence. It is a pleasure to finally meet you.” As the figure finishes speaking, Slayer would now be standing before a massive black cobra with pure white pupiless eyes and white etching of various unreadable arcane runes all along her body, as well as words that reveal the secret thoughts and desires of the various mortals of the world that continuously write and erase themselves on her scaly surface.
He sighs “I am Nagoriyuki, I was trained by Slayer in the ways of Dandyism and travel the world as a Ronin. A pleasure.”
Slayer looks them up and down, a glass of wine appearing in his hand “Seems my reputation proceeds me, but yours does not. Who might you be? If you do not mind my asking.” He says, creating a pipe to smoke, a chair made of bats to sit in, and a bowl of wine for her. Sitting down, crossing his legs, his brow still raised.
The Nameless King is continuing his journey, headed towards the City of Order, each step thunderous as lightning crackles in the clouds above.
The Frenzy is continuing to search the world, everything living it encounters being absorbed into its maddening golden flame.
Nagoriyuki Is also traveling the world, not looking for anything.
Slayer sensed the awakening of Nagoriyuki as well as the arrival of Forerir, and is simply waiting for what interesting thing comes next.
The Moon Presence is traveling the world in the form of an elderly woman, giving mortals cookies.
Rendy is flying around when he spots Nagoriyuki and flies over to them. “Hello new person!”
Slayer would notice several arcane butterflies fluttering through the wasteland of Foréir’s old realm, before a massive shadowy figure slithers into the old territory behind them.
Alabastor has taken down several scourged at this point, helping a few settlements prepare themselves for the onslaught and has even recruited a few new hunters for the cause.
Nago looks down at Rendy, instinctual placing a hand on his great katana, “Hello strange creature. No I apologize, you are only strange to me, hello.”
Slayer decides to go ‘talk’ with them, approaching slowly and carefully, a monstrous aura cloaking the area, a purple shadowy energy falling down his hands.
The Moon Presence watches over Alabastor, always slaying close by their side, helping the new hunters with trick weapons and training from the first hunter.
“I haven’t seen you before, what’s your name!” The little moth Will asks excitedly.
As the figure approaches Slayer, he would hear a feminine voice speak out. “Greeting Sworn Guardian of the Flaming Forgemaster and Lord of Vampiric Decadence. It is a pleasure to finally meet you.” As the figure finishes speaking, Slayer would now be standing before a massive black cobra with pure white pupiless eyes and white etching of various unreadable arcane runes all along her body, as well as words that reveal the secret thoughts and desires of the various mortals of the world that continuously write and erase themselves on her scaly surface.
He sighs “I am Nagoriyuki, I was trained by Slayer in the ways of Dandyism and travel the world as a Ronin. A pleasure.”
Slayer looks them up and down, a glass of wine appearing in his hand “Seems my reputation proceeds me, but yours does not. Who might you be? If you do not mind my asking.” He says, creating a pipe to smoke, a chair made of bats to sit in, and a bowl of wine for her. Sitting down, crossing his legs, his brow still raised.
“You’re friends of Slayer? I’m friends with Slayer too!” Rendy says.
”I do not mind. You may call me Hekzia. And it isn’t a simple matter of reputation that I know so much of you my dear. It’s my nature to know. You are quite the interesting character in the story of this world, your book is quite the entertaining read.” The Serpent speaks as she coils up in a sitting position, or as much of one that a cobra can have.
TF is busy doing council work. (jeez that sounds so strange for a powerful god to do that...)
In the lands that Kagorax used to rule, the sounds of building fills the air. If one would press on into the wastes, they would come to the spot of the tower ruins. They have been cleared away, and in its place is a huge building, in the final stages of its construction. A palace, made of worked sandstone and precious metal, fit for a king, if not a god. The workers are all a strange species never before seen in this world. Soldiers, of the same species, stand vigil, as a litter approaches. Carried by 6 strong looking members of the odd species, it is veiled, so the occupant is not visible. The litter is lowered, and a huge figure steps out. Of the same species as the others, he is bedecked in finery, huge horned shoulder pads making his figure even larger. 30+ medals adorn his armour and a crown-like helmet covers his head. He looks down at himself. "Finally, my semblance matches my inner beauty..." He says. He smiles evilly as he looks toward the palace. "My conquest may begin..." Emperor Kalus, demon of Decadence, Treachery, and War, has risen.
Somewhere else in the world, in a forgotten part of the wasteland unclaimed by any god, a power is rising. Insectile creatures scuttle about. Odd skyships float above the ground. Strange constructions line the land. In the middle is a temple. It is effectively a huge pool. Fleshy structures and tubes are attached to the ceiling above it. Inside it, something is stirring... No, more than one. Seemingly, a whole army is underneath the water. Then, one of the things moves. Pushing upward. A head pushes above the water. than shoulders and a body. The figure stops. It is huge, and covered in what appears to be bone and carapace. A large crown of bone is melded into its head. Queenly armour, made from a shiny, dark teal carapace, covers much of its body. Three eyes, arranged in a triangle, blink open in its face. a mouth lined with razor-sharp teeth cracks open. Huge, insectile wings slowly unfold. The monster looks upon itself as several smaller but no less horrifying creatures emerge from the water. The queen, for that is what she is, propels herself upward with her new wings, as her army marches forth from their long sleep. Savathún, Great One of Trickery, Fear and War, has awakened.
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Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
Hellfire, while in Vespart, suddenly blazes with power. He regulates the fire as to not destroy his surroundings. Thorns of metal crawl up him, creeping through cracks and bursting from holes. Golden lines edge his armour. A crown of sorts is melded into his helm. Shadows and spirits whirl around the midnight metal of his armour.
He has ascended to level 4, and gains the Shadow domain.
Orchid looks intrigued, looking between Hellfire's new appearance and their own changes. "Huh, would you look at that! Guess we were both on the verge of powering up." They fan out their new wings, intrigued.
Hellfire looks over himself, chuckling. "I like this new look. Shadow wasn't something my old self ever took in their lifetime." He draws him sword, looking at it. It has changed too, going from a huge greatsword to a longer, thinner blade, still two-handed but much lighter looking.
"I like the new look too. As for mine," Orchid looks at a patch of chitinous scales along their arm. "It's not what I was expecting. The whole insect thing wasn't a direction I considered before."
"It seems my transformation was slightly influenced by the world around me," Hellfire says, looking at the thorns. "It reminds me of the crown of slaughter somewhat..."
"The Crown of Slaughter? What is that? Sounds metal."
"It's a crown of thorns that gives it bearer power." He replies. "My archenemy, foreir, has it currently."
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Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
The Nameless King is continuing his journey, headed towards the City of Order, each step thunderous as lightning crackles in the clouds above.
The Frenzy is continuing to search the world, everything living it encounters being absorbed into its maddening golden flame.
Nagoriyuki Is also traveling the world, not looking for anything.
Slayer sensed the awakening of Nagoriyuki as well as the arrival of Forerir, and is simply waiting for what interesting thing comes next.
The Moon Presence is traveling the world in the form of an elderly woman, giving mortals cookies.
Rendy is flying around when he spots Nagoriyuki and flies over to them. “Hello new person!”
Slayer would notice several arcane butterflies fluttering through the wasteland of Foréir’s old realm, before a massive shadowy figure slithers into the old territory behind them.
Alabastor has taken down several scourged at this point, helping a few settlements prepare themselves for the onslaught and has even recruited a few new hunters for the cause.
Nago looks down at Rendy, instinctual placing a hand on his great katana, “Hello strange creature. No I apologize, you are only strange to me, hello.”
Slayer decides to go ‘talk’ with them, approaching slowly and carefully, a monstrous aura cloaking the area, a purple shadowy energy falling down his hands.
The Moon Presence watches over Alabastor, always slaying close by their side, helping the new hunters with trick weapons and training from the first hunter.
“I haven’t seen you before, what’s your name!” The little moth Will asks excitedly.
As the figure approaches Slayer, he would hear a feminine voice speak out. “Greeting Sworn Guardian of the Flaming Forgemaster and Lord of Vampiric Decadence. It is a pleasure to finally meet you.” As the figure finishes speaking, Slayer would now be standing before a massive black cobra with pure white pupiless eyes and white etching of various unreadable arcane runes all along her body, as well as words that reveal the secret thoughts and desires of the various mortals of the world that continuously write and erase themselves on her scaly surface.
He sighs “I am Nagoriyuki, I was trained by Slayer in the ways of Dandyism and travel the world as a Ronin. A pleasure.”
Slayer looks them up and down, a glass of wine appearing in his hand “Seems my reputation proceeds me, but yours does not. Who might you be? If you do not mind my asking.” He says, creating a pipe to smoke, a chair made of bats to sit in, and a bowl of wine for her. Sitting down, crossing his legs, his brow still raised.
“You’re friends of Slayer? I’m friends with Slayer too!” Rendy says.
”I do not mind. You may call me Hekzia. And it isn’t a simple matter of reputation that I know so much of you my dear. It’s my nature to know. You are quite the interesting character in the story of this world, your book is quite the entertaining read.” The Serpent speaks as she coils up in a sitting position, or as much of one that a cobra can have.
“Friend is not an accurate term. He was my mentor, I would never be where I am now without him.” They reply.
“Ah I see, another story teller. And I thought Happy Chaos died already.” He sighs, blowing some empty hearts made of smoke “Thank you for that, Hekzia is a wonderful name. So you are a god of knowledge I presume? That is quite interesting, the last god of knowledge I met wouldn’t allow me into his city.” He sips some of his wine, tapping his foot.
The Nameless King is continuing his journey, headed towards the City of Order, each step thunderous as lightning crackles in the clouds above.
The Frenzy is continuing to search the world, everything living it encounters being absorbed into its maddening golden flame.
Nagoriyuki Is also traveling the world, not looking for anything.
Slayer sensed the awakening of Nagoriyuki as well as the arrival of Forerir, and is simply waiting for what interesting thing comes next.
The Moon Presence is traveling the world in the form of an elderly woman, giving mortals cookies.
Rendy is flying around when he spots Nagoriyuki and flies over to them. “Hello new person!”
Slayer would notice several arcane butterflies fluttering through the wasteland of Foréir’s old realm, before a massive shadowy figure slithers into the old territory behind them.
Alabastor has taken down several scourged at this point, helping a few settlements prepare themselves for the onslaught and has even recruited a few new hunters for the cause.
Nago looks down at Rendy, instinctual placing a hand on his great katana, “Hello strange creature. No I apologize, you are only strange to me, hello.”
Slayer decides to go ‘talk’ with them, approaching slowly and carefully, a monstrous aura cloaking the area, a purple shadowy energy falling down his hands.
The Moon Presence watches over Alabastor, always slaying close by their side, helping the new hunters with trick weapons and training from the first hunter.
“I haven’t seen you before, what’s your name!” The little moth Will asks excitedly.
As the figure approaches Slayer, he would hear a feminine voice speak out. “Greeting Sworn Guardian of the Flaming Forgemaster and Lord of Vampiric Decadence. It is a pleasure to finally meet you.” As the figure finishes speaking, Slayer would now be standing before a massive black cobra with pure white pupiless eyes and white etching of various unreadable arcane runes all along her body, as well as words that reveal the secret thoughts and desires of the various mortals of the world that continuously write and erase themselves on her scaly surface.
He sighs “I am Nagoriyuki, I was trained by Slayer in the ways of Dandyism and travel the world as a Ronin. A pleasure.”
Slayer looks them up and down, a glass of wine appearing in his hand “Seems my reputation proceeds me, but yours does not. Who might you be? If you do not mind my asking.” He says, creating a pipe to smoke, a chair made of bats to sit in, and a bowl of wine for her. Sitting down, crossing his legs, his brow still raised.
“You’re friends of Slayer? I’m friends with Slayer too!” Rendy says.
”I do not mind. You may call me Hekzia. And it isn’t a simple matter of reputation that I know so much of you my dear. It’s my nature to know. You are quite the interesting character in the story of this world, your book is quite the entertaining read.” The Serpent speaks as she coils up in a sitting position, or as much of one that a cobra can have.
“Friend is not an accurate term. He was my mentor, I would never be where I am now without him.” They reply.
“Ah I see, another story teller. And I thought Happy Chaos died already.” He sighs, blowing some empty hearts made of smoke “Thank you for that, Hekzia is a wonderful name. So you are a god of knowledge I presume? That is quite interesting, the last god of knowledge I met wouldn’t allow me into his city.” He sips some of his wine, tapping his foot.
“Mentor…so he taught you stuff? What did he teach you?”
”I am indeed a being of Knowledge. As to the other you speak of, I am aware of that Will’s….more recent bouts of paranoia. Such seems to be the curse of reaching the status of Overdeity. Many would wish your demise to acquire such a rare title…and the power it holds which can cause fear and over diligence to run wild. Though, you must understand that this world’s introduction to Vampires was a…horrific one. I know you are from the world before this one, and are innocent of the atrocities these others committed….but gods are a bit more…short sighted to things beyond that current space and history. Unlike demons such as us.” *I’m assuming Slayer is a Demon Will?*
The Nameless King is continuing his journey, headed towards the City of Order, each step thunderous as lightning crackles in the clouds above.
The Frenzy is continuing to search the world, everything living it encounters being absorbed into its maddening golden flame.
Nagoriyuki Is also traveling the world, not looking for anything.
Slayer sensed the awakening of Nagoriyuki as well as the arrival of Forerir, and is simply waiting for what interesting thing comes next.
The Moon Presence is traveling the world in the form of an elderly woman, giving mortals cookies.
Rendy is flying around when he spots Nagoriyuki and flies over to them. “Hello new person!”
Slayer would notice several arcane butterflies fluttering through the wasteland of Foréir’s old realm, before a massive shadowy figure slithers into the old territory behind them.
Alabastor has taken down several scourged at this point, helping a few settlements prepare themselves for the onslaught and has even recruited a few new hunters for the cause.
Nago looks down at Rendy, instinctual placing a hand on his great katana, “Hello strange creature. No I apologize, you are only strange to me, hello.”
Slayer decides to go ‘talk’ with them, approaching slowly and carefully, a monstrous aura cloaking the area, a purple shadowy energy falling down his hands.
The Moon Presence watches over Alabastor, always slaying close by their side, helping the new hunters with trick weapons and training from the first hunter.
“I haven’t seen you before, what’s your name!” The little moth Will asks excitedly.
As the figure approaches Slayer, he would hear a feminine voice speak out. “Greeting Sworn Guardian of the Flaming Forgemaster and Lord of Vampiric Decadence. It is a pleasure to finally meet you.” As the figure finishes speaking, Slayer would now be standing before a massive black cobra with pure white pupiless eyes and white etching of various unreadable arcane runes all along her body, as well as words that reveal the secret thoughts and desires of the various mortals of the world that continuously write and erase themselves on her scaly surface.
He sighs “I am Nagoriyuki, I was trained by Slayer in the ways of Dandyism and travel the world as a Ronin. A pleasure.”
Slayer looks them up and down, a glass of wine appearing in his hand “Seems my reputation proceeds me, but yours does not. Who might you be? If you do not mind my asking.” He says, creating a pipe to smoke, a chair made of bats to sit in, and a bowl of wine for her. Sitting down, crossing his legs, his brow still raised.
“You’re friends of Slayer? I’m friends with Slayer too!” Rendy says.
”I do not mind. You may call me Hekzia. And it isn’t a simple matter of reputation that I know so much of you my dear. It’s my nature to know. You are quite the interesting character in the story of this world, your book is quite the entertaining read.” The Serpent speaks as she coils up in a sitting position, or as much of one that a cobra can have.
“Friend is not an accurate term. He was my mentor, I would never be where I am now without him.” They reply.
“Ah I see, another story teller. And I thought Happy Chaos died already.” He sighs, blowing some empty hearts made of smoke “Thank you for that, Hekzia is a wonderful name. So you are a god of knowledge I presume? That is quite interesting, the last god of knowledge I met wouldn’t allow me into his city.” He sips some of his wine, tapping his foot.
“Mentor…so he taught you stuff? What did he teach you?”
”I am indeed a being of Knowledge. As to the other you speak of, I am aware of that Will’s….more recent bouts of paranoia. Such seems to be the curse of reaching the status of Overdeity. Many would wish your demise to acquire such a rare title…and the power it holds which can cause fear and over diligence to run wild. Though, you must understand that this world’s introduction to Vampires was a…horrific one. I know you are from the world before this one, and are innocent of the atrocities these others committed….but gods are a bit more…short sighted to things beyond that current space and history. Unlike demons such as us.” *I’m assuming Slayer is a Demon Will?*
“He taught me how to fight, he taught me honor. He taught me what I needed to know, and for that I am thankful.”
*Yep.* Slayer nods “Ah, from the way you say it, it sounds like you’re trying to flatter me. Although you are correct, but there is something you are seemingly unaware of, I do not seek to have power. I have gained great power, but I do not look for it, I simply wish to enjoy life. For that I am still hunted, but I am not afraid of a fight, are you?”
Savut has just kinda been chilling for a bit. All is going well in Vespart. The waters are full of fish, the fields are full of cranberries and asparagus, and the merchant canoes bring goods back and forth from villages and the City of Order.
Balatro has finished his Theatre of Bones, and a few small communes have formed around it.
Tizhorram is eating delicious coral.
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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 has just kinda been chilling for a bit. All is going well in Vespart. The waters are full of fish, the fields are full of cranberries and asparagus, and the merchant canoes bring goods back and forth from villages and the City of Order.
A gargantuan storm begins to gather of Vespart out of seemingly nowhere. Then they begin to feel rumbling under their feet, rhythmic, like the steps of a giant. Then something blots out the sky, lightning crashing, trapped in the shadow of the colossus.
The Nameless King is continuing his journey, headed towards the City of Order, each step thunderous as lightning crackles in the clouds above.
The Frenzy is continuing to search the world, everything living it encounters being absorbed into its maddening golden flame.
Nagoriyuki Is also traveling the world, not looking for anything.
Slayer sensed the awakening of Nagoriyuki as well as the arrival of Forerir, and is simply waiting for what interesting thing comes next.
The Moon Presence is traveling the world in the form of an elderly woman, giving mortals cookies.
Rendy is flying around when he spots Nagoriyuki and flies over to them. “Hello new person!”
Slayer would notice several arcane butterflies fluttering through the wasteland of Foréir’s old realm, before a massive shadowy figure slithers into the old territory behind them.
Alabastor has taken down several scourged at this point, helping a few settlements prepare themselves for the onslaught and has even recruited a few new hunters for the cause.
Nago looks down at Rendy, instinctual placing a hand on his great katana, “Hello strange creature. No I apologize, you are only strange to me, hello.”
Slayer decides to go ‘talk’ with them, approaching slowly and carefully, a monstrous aura cloaking the area, a purple shadowy energy falling down his hands.
The Moon Presence watches over Alabastor, always slaying close by their side, helping the new hunters with trick weapons and training from the first hunter.
“I haven’t seen you before, what’s your name!” The little moth Will asks excitedly.
As the figure approaches Slayer, he would hear a feminine voice speak out. “Greeting Sworn Guardian of the Flaming Forgemaster and Lord of Vampiric Decadence. It is a pleasure to finally meet you.” As the figure finishes speaking, Slayer would now be standing before a massive black cobra with pure white pupiless eyes and white etching of various unreadable arcane runes all along her body, as well as words that reveal the secret thoughts and desires of the various mortals of the world that continuously write and erase themselves on her scaly surface.
He sighs “I am Nagoriyuki, I was trained by Slayer in the ways of Dandyism and travel the world as a Ronin. A pleasure.”
Slayer looks them up and down, a glass of wine appearing in his hand “Seems my reputation proceeds me, but yours does not. Who might you be? If you do not mind my asking.” He says, creating a pipe to smoke, a chair made of bats to sit in, and a bowl of wine for her. Sitting down, crossing his legs, his brow still raised.
“You’re friends of Slayer? I’m friends with Slayer too!” Rendy says.
”I do not mind. You may call me Hekzia. And it isn’t a simple matter of reputation that I know so much of you my dear. It’s my nature to know. You are quite the interesting character in the story of this world, your book is quite the entertaining read.” The Serpent speaks as she coils up in a sitting position, or as much of one that a cobra can have.
“Friend is not an accurate term. He was my mentor, I would never be where I am now without him.” They reply.
“Ah I see, another story teller. And I thought Happy Chaos died already.” He sighs, blowing some empty hearts made of smoke “Thank you for that, Hekzia is a wonderful name. So you are a god of knowledge I presume? That is quite interesting, the last god of knowledge I met wouldn’t allow me into his city.” He sips some of his wine, tapping his foot.
“Mentor…so he taught you stuff? What did he teach you?”
”I am indeed a being of Knowledge. As to the other you speak of, I am aware of that Will’s….more recent bouts of paranoia. Such seems to be the curse of reaching the status of Overdeity. Many would wish your demise to acquire such a rare title…and the power it holds which can cause fear and over diligence to run wild. Though, you must understand that this world’s introduction to Vampires was a…horrific one. I know you are from the world before this one, and are innocent of the atrocities these others committed….but gods are a bit more…short sighted to things beyond that current space and history. Unlike demons such as us.” *I’m assuming Slayer is a Demon Will?*
“He taught me how to fight, he taught me honor. He taught me what I needed to know, and for that I am thankful.”
*Yep.* Slayer nods “Ah, from the way you say it, it sounds like you’re trying to flatter me. Although you are correct, but there is something you are seemingly unaware of, I do not seek to have power. I have gained great power, but I do not look for it, I simply wish to enjoy life. For that I am still hunted, but I am not afraid of a fight, are you?”
“That’s cool!” Rendy says. “Slayer was one of my first friends here, he’s really nice!”
”I consider myself strong, but I am not really a combatant myself. And I apologize if you thought I was making an assumption of your character. I was more making an observation on Cogintius’s own nature and actions.” The serpent says.
The Nameless King is continuing his journey, headed towards the City of Order, each step thunderous as lightning crackles in the clouds above.
The Frenzy is continuing to search the world, everything living it encounters being absorbed into its maddening golden flame.
Nagoriyuki Is also traveling the world, not looking for anything.
Slayer sensed the awakening of Nagoriyuki as well as the arrival of Forerir, and is simply waiting for what interesting thing comes next.
The Moon Presence is traveling the world in the form of an elderly woman, giving mortals cookies.
Rendy is flying around when he spots Nagoriyuki and flies over to them. “Hello new person!”
Slayer would notice several arcane butterflies fluttering through the wasteland of Foréir’s old realm, before a massive shadowy figure slithers into the old territory behind them.
Alabastor has taken down several scourged at this point, helping a few settlements prepare themselves for the onslaught and has even recruited a few new hunters for the cause.
Nago looks down at Rendy, instinctual placing a hand on his great katana, “Hello strange creature. No I apologize, you are only strange to me, hello.”
Slayer decides to go ‘talk’ with them, approaching slowly and carefully, a monstrous aura cloaking the area, a purple shadowy energy falling down his hands.
The Moon Presence watches over Alabastor, always slaying close by their side, helping the new hunters with trick weapons and training from the first hunter.
“I haven’t seen you before, what’s your name!” The little moth Will asks excitedly.
As the figure approaches Slayer, he would hear a feminine voice speak out. “Greeting Sworn Guardian of the Flaming Forgemaster and Lord of Vampiric Decadence. It is a pleasure to finally meet you.” As the figure finishes speaking, Slayer would now be standing before a massive black cobra with pure white pupiless eyes and white etching of various unreadable arcane runes all along her body, as well as words that reveal the secret thoughts and desires of the various mortals of the world that continuously write and erase themselves on her scaly surface.
He sighs “I am Nagoriyuki, I was trained by Slayer in the ways of Dandyism and travel the world as a Ronin. A pleasure.”
Slayer looks them up and down, a glass of wine appearing in his hand “Seems my reputation proceeds me, but yours does not. Who might you be? If you do not mind my asking.” He says, creating a pipe to smoke, a chair made of bats to sit in, and a bowl of wine for her. Sitting down, crossing his legs, his brow still raised.
“You’re friends of Slayer? I’m friends with Slayer too!” Rendy says.
”I do not mind. You may call me Hekzia. And it isn’t a simple matter of reputation that I know so much of you my dear. It’s my nature to know. You are quite the interesting character in the story of this world, your book is quite the entertaining read.” The Serpent speaks as she coils up in a sitting position, or as much of one that a cobra can have.
“Friend is not an accurate term. He was my mentor, I would never be where I am now without him.” They reply.
“Ah I see, another story teller. And I thought Happy Chaos died already.” He sighs, blowing some empty hearts made of smoke “Thank you for that, Hekzia is a wonderful name. So you are a god of knowledge I presume? That is quite interesting, the last god of knowledge I met wouldn’t allow me into his city.” He sips some of his wine, tapping his foot.
“Mentor…so he taught you stuff? What did he teach you?”
”I am indeed a being of Knowledge. As to the other you speak of, I am aware of that Will’s….more recent bouts of paranoia. Such seems to be the curse of reaching the status of Overdeity. Many would wish your demise to acquire such a rare title…and the power it holds which can cause fear and over diligence to run wild. Though, you must understand that this world’s introduction to Vampires was a…horrific one. I know you are from the world before this one, and are innocent of the atrocities these others committed….but gods are a bit more…short sighted to things beyond that current space and history. Unlike demons such as us.” *I’m assuming Slayer is a Demon Will?*
“He taught me how to fight, he taught me honor. He taught me what I needed to know, and for that I am thankful.”
*Yep.* Slayer nods “Ah, from the way you say it, it sounds like you’re trying to flatter me. Although you are correct, but there is something you are seemingly unaware of, I do not seek to have power. I have gained great power, but I do not look for it, I simply wish to enjoy life. For that I am still hunted, but I am not afraid of a fight, are you?”
“That’s cool!” Rendy says. “Slayer was one of my first friends here, he’s really nice!”
”I consider myself strong, but I am not really a combatant myself. And I apologize if you thought I was making an assumption of your character. I was more making an observation on Cogintius’s own nature and actions.” The serpent says.
Nago smiles at them “Of course he was. He is a good man, and one of my oldest friends. Along with training me.”
“Oh don’t worry, I don’t waste time being offended. If you made an assumption of my character then it would have to be based on some truth. As someone who has lived for so long, things like grudges begin to mean less and less to you. Would you like a drink?”
Sarahphym is flying about the colder mountainous regions of the world, creating colossal glaciers every so often to slowly yet surely mow the land down to a more workable state.
Orchid is in Vespart, making several of a very particular type of potion for reasons not yet known.
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"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Nago smiles at them “Of course he was. He is a good man, and one of my oldest friends. Along with training me.”
“Oh don’t worry, I don’t waste time being offended. If you made an assumption of my character then it would have to be based on some truth. As someone who has lived for so long, things like grudges begin to mean less and less to you. Would you like a drink?”
“Do you want to find him, I know where he is. If not, I can show you around. I’ve been to lots of places!”
Nago smiles at them “Of course he was. He is a good man, and one of my oldest friends. Along with training me.”
“Oh don’t worry, I don’t waste time being offended. If you made an assumption of my character then it would have to be based on some truth. As someone who has lived for so long, things like grudges begin to mean less and less to you. Would you like a drink?”
“Do you want to find him, I know where he is. If not, I can show you around. I’ve been to lots of places!”
”I’d love one, Slayer.” Hekzia replies.
He ponders for a moment before saying “I would love to see my friend once more. I must see if he is doing well.”
Slayer nods, making a bowl for her to drink out of, and filling it with an exquisite wine. Placing it down in front of her, on an elevated table as to keep her from leaning down too far. He sits back down and begins to drink for his own “Fabulous.”
Nago smiles at them “Of course he was. He is a good man, and one of my oldest friends. Along with training me.”
“Oh don’t worry, I don’t waste time being offended. If you made an assumption of my character then it would have to be based on some truth. As someone who has lived for so long, things like grudges begin to mean less and less to you. Would you like a drink?”
“Do you want to find him, I know where he is. If not, I can show you around. I’ve been to lots of places!”
”I’d love one, Slayer.” Hekzia replies.
He ponders for a moment before saying “I would love to see my friend once more. I must see if he is doing well.”
Slayer nods, making a bowl for her to drink out of, and filling it with an exquisite wine. Placing it down in front of her, on an elevated table as to keep her from leaning down too far. He sits back down and begins to drink for his own “Fabulous.”
“Ok. I’ll take you to the fiery wasteland then!” Rendy says before taking off.
Hekzia would wrap her tail around the bowl and lift it up to her head, taking a deep sip from it. “This is quite exquisite, you make this yourself?”
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"neither am i, technichally"
hi
mourn the flumph. enter the galaxy, join the planetscape! yep. do you like ravenloft?
new thread coming eventually.
bye
*where is it? maybe it intersects with the pit of ooze*
hi
mourn the flumph. enter the galaxy, join the planetscape! yep. do you like ravenloft?
new thread coming eventually.
bye
*either is fine. all i ask is for you to seriously consider bird-catcher.*
hi
mourn the flumph. enter the galaxy, join the planetscape! yep. do you like ravenloft?
new thread coming eventually.
bye
Nago looks down at Rendy, instinctual placing a hand on his great katana, “Hello strange creature. No I apologize, you are only strange to me, hello.”
Slayer decides to go ‘talk’ with them, approaching slowly and carefully, a monstrous aura cloaking the area, a purple shadowy energy falling down his hands.
The Moon Presence watches over Alabastor, always slaying close by their side, helping the new hunters with trick weapons and training from the first hunter.
“I haven’t seen you before, what’s your name!” The little moth Will asks excitedly.
As the figure approaches Slayer, he would hear a feminine voice speak out. “Greeting Sworn Guardian of the Flaming Forgemaster and Lord of Vampiric Decadence. It is a pleasure to finally meet you.” As the figure finishes speaking, Slayer would now be standing before a massive black cobra with pure white pupiless eyes and white etching of various unreadable arcane runes all along her body, as well as words that reveal the secret thoughts and desires of the various mortals of the world that continuously write and erase themselves on her scaly surface.
He sighs “I am Nagoriyuki, I was trained by Slayer in the ways of Dandyism and travel the world as a Ronin. A pleasure.”
Slayer looks them up and down, a glass of wine appearing in his hand “Seems my reputation proceeds me, but yours does not. Who might you be? If you do not mind my asking.” He says, creating a pipe to smoke, a chair made of bats to sit in, and a bowl of wine for her. Sitting down, crossing his legs, his brow still raised.
“You’re friends of Slayer? I’m friends with Slayer too!” Rendy says.
”I do not mind. You may call me Hekzia. And it isn’t a simple matter of reputation that I know so much of you my dear. It’s my nature to know. You are quite the interesting character in the story of this world, your book is quite the entertaining read.” The Serpent speaks as she coils up in a sitting position, or as much of one that a cobra can have.
Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
I like cheese.
"It's a crown of thorns that gives it bearer power." He replies. "My archenemy, foreir, has it currently."
Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
I like cheese.
“Friend is not an accurate term. He was my mentor, I would never be where I am now without him.” They reply.
“Ah I see, another story teller. And I thought Happy Chaos died already.” He sighs, blowing some empty hearts made of smoke “Thank you for that, Hekzia is a wonderful name. So you are a god of knowledge I presume? That is quite interesting, the last god of knowledge I met wouldn’t allow me into his city.” He sips some of his wine, tapping his foot.
“Mentor…so he taught you stuff? What did he teach you?”
”I am indeed a being of Knowledge. As to the other you speak of, I am aware of that Will’s….more recent bouts of paranoia. Such seems to be the curse of reaching the status of Overdeity. Many would wish your demise to acquire such a rare title…and the power it holds which can cause fear and over diligence to run wild. Though, you must understand that this world’s introduction to Vampires was a…horrific one. I know you are from the world before this one, and are innocent of the atrocities these others committed….but gods are a bit more…short sighted to things beyond that current space and history. Unlike demons such as us.” *I’m assuming Slayer is a Demon Will?*
“He taught me how to fight, he taught me honor. He taught me what I needed to know, and for that I am thankful.”
*Yep.* Slayer nods “Ah, from the way you say it, it sounds like you’re trying to flatter me. Although you are correct, but there is something you are seemingly unaware of, I do not seek to have power. I have gained great power, but I do not look for it, I simply wish to enjoy life. For that I am still hunted, but I am not afraid of a fight, are you?”
Savut has just kinda been chilling for a bit. All is going well in Vespart. The waters are full of fish, the fields are full of cranberries and asparagus, and the merchant canoes bring goods back and forth from villages and the City of Order.
Balatro has finished his Theatre of Bones, and a few small communes have formed around it.
Tizhorram is eating delicious coral.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
A gargantuan storm begins to gather of Vespart out of seemingly nowhere. Then they begin to feel rumbling under their feet, rhythmic, like the steps of a giant. Then something blots out the sky, lightning crashing, trapped in the shadow of the colossus.
“That’s cool!” Rendy says. “Slayer was one of my first friends here, he’s really nice!”
”I consider myself strong, but I am not really a combatant myself. And I apologize if you thought I was making an assumption of your character. I was more making an observation on Cogintius’s own nature and actions.” The serpent says.
Nago smiles at them “Of course he was. He is a good man, and one of my oldest friends. Along with training me.”
“Oh don’t worry, I don’t waste time being offended. If you made an assumption of my character then it would have to be based on some truth. As someone who has lived for so long, things like grudges begin to mean less and less to you. Would you like a drink?”
Sarahphym is flying about the colder mountainous regions of the world, creating colossal glaciers every so often to slowly yet surely mow the land down to a more workable state.
Orchid is in Vespart, making several of a very particular type of potion for reasons not yet known.
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)
“Do you want to find him, I know where he is. If not, I can show you around. I’ve been to lots of places!”
”I’d love one, Slayer.” Hekzia replies.
He ponders for a moment before saying “I would love to see my friend once more. I must see if he is doing well.”
Slayer nods, making a bowl for her to drink out of, and filling it with an exquisite wine. Placing it down in front of her, on an elevated table as to keep her from leaning down too far. He sits back down and begins to drink for his own “Fabulous.”
“Ok. I’ll take you to the fiery wasteland then!” Rendy says before taking off.
Hekzia would wrap her tail around the bowl and lift it up to her head, taking a deep sip from it. “This is quite exquisite, you make this yourself?”