Szerucharz is watching over the great battle from a distance, unfazed by any damage coming his way. His eyes move separately, taking in the carnage of the armies. "Oh ho ho! How wonderful, wonderful it is! Breathe life into this dream!"
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
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*I'm free to.*
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*Here ya go.*
Slayer is watching the battle from far above, entirely uninterested in taking part himself, but very interested in how it ends up going, the power spike coming from the Frenzy.
Szerucharz is watching over the great battle from a distance, unfazed by any damage coming his way. His eyes move separately, taking in the carnage of the armies. "Oh ho ho! How wonderful, wonderful it is! Breathe life into this dream!"
The Moon Presence watches nearby, though not afraid, more disappointed than anything. They stand in their true form, tentacles writhing as they keep the portal to Yharnam closed, preventing any of the Frenzied zombies from coming inside.
Slayer is watching the battle from far above, entirely uninterested in taking part himself, but very interested in how it ends up going, the power spike coming from the Frenzy.
"I'm not surprised to see another will observing this battle with interest. Greeting again Slayer," he would hear as the majestic form of the dragon Mephilia appears, landing on one of the clouds above the warzone, her platoon of floating swords gracefully floating as a protective swarm around her.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Slayer is watching the battle from far above, entirely uninterested in taking part himself, but very interested in how it ends up going, the power spike coming from the Frenzy.
"I'm not surprised to see another will observing this battle with interest. Greeting again Slayer," he would hear as the majestic form of the dragon Mephilia appears, landing on one of the clouds above the warzone, her platoon of floating swords gracefully floating as a protective swarm around her.
He looks to them, swirling his wine absentmindedly, chuckling softly as he sees it all in their glory “Oh, the pleasure is all mine dear Mephilia. It is only natural for me to witness such things, it has been a little time, and I missed the first.” He says, smiling softly.
Szerucharz is watching over the great battle from a distance, unfazed by any damage coming his way. His eyes move separately, taking in the carnage of the armies. "Oh ho ho! How wonderful, wonderful it is! Breathe life into this dream!"
The Moon Presence watches nearby, though not afraid, more disappointed than anything. They stand in their true form, tentacles writhing as they keep the portal to Yharnam closed, preventing any of the Frenzied zombies from coming inside.
One of his eyes turns toward them, then the other three. He places a foot on a nearby zombie horde, crushing thousands in an instant. "What's wrong, dear? All will be well in the end."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Slayer is watching the battle from far above, entirely uninterested in taking part himself, but very interested in how it ends up going, the power spike coming from the Frenzy.
"I'm not surprised to see another will observing this battle with interest. Greeting again Slayer," he would hear as the majestic form of the dragon Mephilia appears, landing on one of the clouds above the warzone, her platoon of floating swords gracefully floating as a protective swarm around her.
He looks to them, swirling his wine absentmindedly, chuckling softly as he sees it all in their glory “Oh, the pleasure is all mine dear Mephilia. It is only natural for me to witness such things, it has been a little time, and I missed the first.” He says, smiling softly.
She lays down on the cloud, folding her from arms like a cat as her long neck stretches out to look down. "Can't say I envy the chance to do battle, so many powerful wills...my partners and I get nervous when such conflicts arise...and Volumdremaak...she'll have much work in the aftermath, collecting the poor souls that fall..."
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Szerucharz is watching over the great battle from a distance, unfazed by any damage coming his way. His eyes move separately, taking in the carnage of the armies. "Oh ho ho! How wonderful, wonderful it is! Breathe life into this dream!"
The Moon Presence watches nearby, though not afraid, more disappointed than anything. They stand in their true form, tentacles writhing as they keep the portal to Yharnam closed, preventing any of the Frenzied zombies from coming inside.
One of his eyes turns toward them, then the other three. He places a foot on a nearby zombie horde, crushing thousands in an instant. "What's wrong, dear? All will be well in the end."
They sigh, an echoing sound of rising madness “It is sad, even in the good, this is what I want to protect my children from.” They poke one of the zombies softly, their eyes changing color as they turn to protect them “I may only worry.”
Szerucharz is watching over the great battle from a distance, unfazed by any damage coming his way. His eyes move separately, taking in the carnage of the armies. "Oh ho ho! How wonderful, wonderful it is! Breathe life into this dream!"
The Moon Presence watches nearby, though not afraid, more disappointed than anything. They stand in their true form, tentacles writhing as they keep the portal to Yharnam closed, preventing any of the Frenzied zombies from coming inside.
Alabastor snipes any straggling Frenzy zombies that dare to close in on his patron. They may not be able to harm the Moon Presences, but it's the principle of the matter.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Slayer is watching the battle from far above, entirely uninterested in taking part himself, but very interested in how it ends up going, the power spike coming from the Frenzy.
"I'm not surprised to see another will observing this battle with interest. Greeting again Slayer," he would hear as the majestic form of the dragon Mephilia appears, landing on one of the clouds above the warzone, her platoon of floating swords gracefully floating as a protective swarm around her.
He looks to them, swirling his wine absentmindedly, chuckling softly as he sees it all in their glory “Oh, the pleasure is all mine dear Mephilia. It is only natural for me to witness such things, it has been a little time, and I missed the first.” He says, smiling softly.
She lays down on the cloud, folding her from arms like a cat as her long neck stretches out to look down. "Can't say I envy the chance to do battle, so many powerful wills...my partners and I get nervous when such conflicts arise...and Volumdremaak...she'll have much work in the aftermath, collecting the poor souls that fall..."
Slayer uses his power to make a floating chair out of velvet, falling into it, his wine shifting into tea “Ah, I would be happy to assist with that, as a will of undead myself, though I do not seek to take part in combat yet myself, though I find it quite fun. Some may call my a combat fanatic.”
Szerucharz is watching over the great battle from a distance, unfazed by any damage coming his way. His eyes move separately, taking in the carnage of the armies. "Oh ho ho! How wonderful, wonderful it is! Breathe life into this dream!"
The Moon Presence watches nearby, though not afraid, more disappointed than anything. They stand in their true form, tentacles writhing as they keep the portal to Yharnam closed, preventing any of the Frenzied zombies from coming inside.
Alabastor snipes any straggling Frenzy zombies that dare to close in on his patron. They may not be able to harm the Moon Presences, but it's the principle of the matter.
The Moon presence thanks Alabastor with little hugs and kisses from a face without lips, though it is comforting, forever thankful for their favorite little boy, patting their head.
One of his eyes turns toward them, then the other three. He places a foot on a nearby zombie horde, crushing thousands in an instant. "What's wrong, dear? All will be well in the end."
They sigh, an echoing sound of rising madness “It is sad, even in the good, this is what I want to protect my children from.” They poke one of the zombies softly, their eyes changing color as they turn to protect them “I may only worry.”
"Heh. Salvation was never an option. There was never a chance for them without the Wills' help. Now those Wills must face the truth: they are responsible for this travesty. No one here is innocent. Heroism is for mortals."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Slayer uses his power to make a floating chair out of velvet, falling into it, his wine shifting into tea “Ah, I would be happy to assist with that, as a will of undead myself, though I do not seek to take part in combat yet myself, though I find it quite fun. Some may call my a combat fanatic.”
"I'm sure she would be appreciative of the assistance, though she may not accept it either. She takes her role very seriously and would not burden another with it. She can be stubborn like that." She looks back down. "I see that Cogintius is here, I thought he had perished against Faltros...hm..." she says lost in thought.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
One of his eyes turns toward them, then the other three. He places a foot on a nearby zombie horde, crushing thousands in an instant. "What's wrong, dear? All will be well in the end."
They sigh, an echoing sound of rising madness “It is sad, even in the good, this is what I want to protect my children from.” They poke one of the zombies softly, their eyes changing color as they turn to protect them “I may only worry.”
"Heh. Salvation was never an option. There was never a chance for them without the Wills' help. Now those Wills must face the truth: they are responsible for this travesty. No one here is innocent. Heroism is for mortals."
They shake their head again, rubbing their own spindly arms as if they were cold “Heroism is for mortals, if only they were not so fragile as to be easily broken. They deserve so much more.” They say, sighing once more “A shame.”
Szerucharz is watching over the great battle from a distance, unfazed by any damage coming his way. His eyes move separately, taking in the carnage of the armies. "Oh ho ho! How wonderful, wonderful it is! Breathe life into this dream!"
The Moon Presence watches nearby, though not afraid, more disappointed than anything. They stand in their true form, tentacles writhing as they keep the portal to Yharnam closed, preventing any of the Frenzied zombies from coming inside.
Alabastor snipes any straggling Frenzy zombies that dare to close in on his patron. They may not be able to harm the Moon Presences, but it's the principle of the matter.
The Moon presence thanks Alabastor with little hugs and kisses from a face without lips, though it is comforting, forever thankful for their favorite little boy, patting their head.
"Moon, really...." he says, sounding a bit like an embarrassed teen, though there is not bite to his tone.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
"Heh. Salvation was never an option. There was never a chance for them without the Wills' help. Now those Wills must face the truth: they are responsible for this travesty. No one here is innocent. Heroism is for mortals."
They shake their head again, rubbing their own spindly arms as if they were cold “Heroism is for mortals, if only they were not so fragile as to be easily broken. They deserve so much more.” They say, sighing once more “A shame.”
"This world is cruel. It has to be. I have discovered no alternative that will stand on its own. I have studied universes for ages, and this sickening concoction has the tendency to last the longest. A world where they prey on each other endlessly, and without even the innocence of a beast as a saving grace."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“I wish to aid in the rescue effort. My children are gentle.” *strata are the layers in sedimentary rock jsyk*
”Aria. Master of three elements and able to use them in the forge.”
"That would be helpful actually, thanks" Phantom says with a smile.
"I see, another Will. I am recruiting those who wish to hide away from the chaos and the conflict of the world bathed in light. To walk in the shadows away from it all." Asada says.
”What would you have us do?”
”mMm. I’m good, thanks. I quite like this world. I quite like chaos. It lets me be my insane self without reprocussions. That and having enough Power Points to trample anyone who stands in my way.”
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I’m a decent DM and an above average rules lawyer
I have several complete Pokedexes | I may be stupid, but at least I’m not smart!
Stay Paranoid!! My Drummer given title is… Swift as the Dragon
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"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
*Do you want anyone?*
*I'd be good with anyone available.*
"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
Szerucharz is watching over the great battle from a distance, unfazed by any damage coming his way. His eyes move separately, taking in the carnage of the armies. "Oh ho ho! How wonderful, wonderful it is! Breathe life into this dream!"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Here ya go.*
Slayer is watching the battle from far above, entirely uninterested in taking part himself, but very interested in how it ends up going, the power spike coming from the Frenzy.
The Moon Presence watches nearby, though not afraid, more disappointed than anything. They stand in their true form, tentacles writhing as they keep the portal to Yharnam closed, preventing any of the Frenzied zombies from coming inside.
"I'm not surprised to see another will observing this battle with interest. Greeting again Slayer," he would hear as the majestic form of the dragon Mephilia appears, landing on one of the clouds above the warzone, her platoon of floating swords gracefully floating as a protective swarm around her.
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
He looks to them, swirling his wine absentmindedly, chuckling softly as he sees it all in their glory “Oh, the pleasure is all mine dear Mephilia. It is only natural for me to witness such things, it has been a little time, and I missed the first.” He says, smiling softly.
One of his eyes turns toward them, then the other three. He places a foot on a nearby zombie horde, crushing thousands in an instant. "What's wrong, dear? All will be well in the end."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
She lays down on the cloud, folding her from arms like a cat as her long neck stretches out to look down. "Can't say I envy the chance to do battle, so many powerful wills...my partners and I get nervous when such conflicts arise...and Volumdremaak...she'll have much work in the aftermath, collecting the poor souls that fall..."
"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
They sigh, an echoing sound of rising madness “It is sad, even in the good, this is what I want to protect my children from.” They poke one of the zombies softly, their eyes changing color as they turn to protect them “I may only worry.”
Alabastor snipes any straggling Frenzy zombies that dare to close in on his patron. They may not be able to harm the Moon Presences, but it's the principle of the matter.
"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
Slayer uses his power to make a floating chair out of velvet, falling into it, his wine shifting into tea “Ah, I would be happy to assist with that, as a will of undead myself, though I do not seek to take part in combat yet myself, though I find it quite fun. Some may call my a combat fanatic.”
The Moon presence thanks Alabastor with little hugs and kisses from a face without lips, though it is comforting, forever thankful for their favorite little boy, patting their head.
"Heh. Salvation was never an option. There was never a chance for them without the Wills' help. Now those Wills must face the truth: they are responsible for this travesty. No one here is innocent. Heroism is for mortals."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"I'm sure she would be appreciative of the assistance, though she may not accept it either. She takes her role very seriously and would not burden another with it. She can be stubborn like that." She looks back down. "I see that Cogintius is here, I thought he had perished against Faltros...hm..." she says lost in thought.
"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
They shake their head again, rubbing their own spindly arms as if they were cold “Heroism is for mortals, if only they were not so fragile as to be easily broken. They deserve so much more.” They say, sighing once more “A shame.”
"Moon, really...." he says, sounding a bit like an embarrassed teen, though there is not bite to his tone.
"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
"This world is cruel. It has to be. I have discovered no alternative that will stand on its own. I have studied universes for ages, and this sickening concoction has the tendency to last the longest. A world where they prey on each other endlessly, and without even the innocence of a beast as a saving grace."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
”What would you have us do?”
”mMm. I’m good, thanks. I quite like this world. I quite like chaos. It lets me be my insane self without reprocussions. That and having enough Power Points to trample anyone who stands in my way.”
I’m a decent DM and an above average rules lawyer
I have several complete Pokedexes | I may be stupid, but at least I’m not smart!
Stay Paranoid!! My Drummer given title is… Swift as the Dragon
May the dice roll ever in your favor