My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
*Made a HeroForge for Angler, since I made one for Normiah I figured I might as well make one for my other character on here. The limitations of HeroForge were a pain in my (gp) for this one since an anglerfish humanoid is much harder to make them a human with a harpoon, so it's not 100% accurate, but I think I did decent.
Normiah and Angler:
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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
Angler gets out of the boat and onto the Barnacle. "Welp, that just happened. If anyone needs me, I'm gonna be nappin'. So ya' better not need me." He heads to his room.
Normiah steps onto the deck of the Barnacle, looking around. He's glad to be back.
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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
As soon as the boat gets close Damian teleports on and walks silently to the kitchen. He begins to cook an omelette, not talking or even seemingly noticing anyone around him.
Normiah steps onto the deck of the Barnacle, looking around. He's glad to be back.
All around Normiah the world is moving, rocking gently beneath the deck's sturdy planks. Saltwater sprays across the deck to stain his hair and beard with the all-too-familiar scent of algae and brine. The wind tugs at his clothes and plays with his hat, and its relentless enthusiasm can't help but make Normiah laugh. He may be old and stink like seaweed, but he's free, goshdarnit, and that simple fact proves him luckier than most.
Mound has set up a bulky hammock and is resting.
The Captain is constructing an observation deck above the dining hall. Half a dozen kobolds are assisting him in various ways, some more helpfully than others.
Normiah steps onto the deck of the Barnacle, looking around. He's glad to be back.
All around Normiah the world is moving, rocking gently beneath the deck's sturdy planks. Saltwater sprays across the deck to stain his hair and beard with the all-too-familiar scent of algae and brine. The wind tugs at his clothes and plays with his hat, and its relentless enthusiasm can't help but make Normiah laugh. He may be old and stink like seaweed, but he's free, goshdarnit, and that simple fact proves him luckier than most.
Mound has set up a bulky hammock and is resting.
The Captain is constructing an observation deck above the dining hall. Half a dozen kobolds are assisting him in various ways, some more helpfully than others.
As he walks by, he sees Mound but decides not to wake him. He looks up at the deck. "Captain! We're back!"
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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
Normiah steps onto the deck of the Barnacle, looking around. He's glad to be back.
All around Normiah the world is moving, rocking gently beneath the deck's sturdy planks. Saltwater sprays across the deck to stain his hair and beard with the all-too-familiar scent of algae and brine. The wind tugs at his clothes and plays with his hat, and its relentless enthusiasm can't help but make Normiah laugh. He may be old and stink like seaweed, but he's free, goshdarnit, and that simple fact proves him luckier than most.
Mound has set up a bulky hammock and is resting.
The Captain is constructing an observation deck above the dining hall. Half a dozen kobolds are assisting him in various ways, some more helpfully than others.
As he walks by, he sees Mound but decides not to wake him. He looks up at the deck. "Captain! We're back!"
The Captain, engrossed in his work, doesn't even look up. "Back? Now, where'd you run off to?"
Sergei is scraping barnacles off the side of the boat for samples.
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My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
Normiah steps onto the deck of the Barnacle, looking around. He's glad to be back.
All around Normiah the world is moving, rocking gently beneath the deck's sturdy planks. Saltwater sprays across the deck to stain his hair and beard with the all-too-familiar scent of algae and brine. The wind tugs at his clothes and plays with his hat, and its relentless enthusiasm can't help but make Normiah laugh. He may be old and stink like seaweed, but he's free, goshdarnit, and that simple fact proves him luckier than most.
Mound has set up a bulky hammock and is resting.
The Captain is constructing an observation deck above the dining hall. Half a dozen kobolds are assisting him in various ways, some more helpfully than others.
As he walks by, he sees Mound but decides not to wake him. He looks up at the deck. "Captain! We're back!"
The Captain, engrossed in his work, doesn't even look up. "Back? Now, where'd you run off to?"
"We saved Xi from the Abyss. I think he's in his room right now if you want to see him."
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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
*Now that thing’s over, when does Sergei get his audience with the Spider Queen?*
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My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
Normiah steps onto the deck of the Barnacle, looking around. He's glad to be back.
All around Normiah the world is moving, rocking gently beneath the deck's sturdy planks. Saltwater sprays across the deck to stain his hair and beard with the all-too-familiar scent of algae and brine. The wind tugs at his clothes and plays with his hat, and its relentless enthusiasm can't help but make Normiah laugh. He may be old and stink like seaweed, but he's free, goshdarnit, and that simple fact proves him luckier than most.
Mound has set up a bulky hammock and is resting.
The Captain is constructing an observation deck above the dining hall. Half a dozen kobolds are assisting him in various ways, some more helpfully than others.
As he walks by, he sees Mound but decides not to wake him. He looks up at the deck. "Captain! We're back!"
The Captain, engrossed in his work, doesn't even look up. "Back? Now, where'd you run off to?"
"We saved Xi from the Abyss. I think he's in his room right now if you want to see him."
The Captain pauses to consider it. "Nah. Glad he's back, though. Right?"
Normiah steps onto the deck of the Barnacle, looking around. He's glad to be back.
All around Normiah the world is moving, rocking gently beneath the deck's sturdy planks. Saltwater sprays across the deck to stain his hair and beard with the all-too-familiar scent of algae and brine. The wind tugs at his clothes and plays with his hat, and its relentless enthusiasm can't help but make Normiah laugh. He may be old and stink like seaweed, but he's free, goshdarnit, and that simple fact proves him luckier than most.
Mound has set up a bulky hammock and is resting.
The Captain is constructing an observation deck above the dining hall. Half a dozen kobolds are assisting him in various ways, some more helpfully than others.
As he walks by, he sees Mound but decides not to wake him. He looks up at the deck. "Captain! We're back!"
The Captain, engrossed in his work, doesn't even look up. "Back? Now, where'd you run off to?"
"We saved Xi from the Abyss. I think he's in his room right now if you want to see him."
The Captain pauses to consider it. "Nah. Glad he's back, though. Right?"
"Right."
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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
Normiah steps onto the deck of the Barnacle, looking around. He's glad to be back.
All around Normiah the world is moving, rocking gently beneath the deck's sturdy planks. Saltwater sprays across the deck to stain his hair and beard with the all-too-familiar scent of algae and brine. The wind tugs at his clothes and plays with his hat, and its relentless enthusiasm can't help but make Normiah laugh. He may be old and stink like seaweed, but he's free, goshdarnit, and that simple fact proves him luckier than most.
Mound has set up a bulky hammock and is resting.
The Captain is constructing an observation deck above the dining hall. Half a dozen kobolds are assisting him in various ways, some more helpfully than others.
As he walks by, he sees Mound but decides not to wake him. He looks up at the deck. "Captain! We're back!"
The Captain, engrossed in his work, doesn't even look up. "Back? Now, where'd you run off to?"
"We saved Xi from the Abyss. I think he's in his room right now if you want to see him."
The Captain pauses to consider it. "Nah. Glad he's back, though. Right?"
"Right."
He nods. "That's what I thought. Pass me that hammer."
Normiah steps onto the deck of the Barnacle, looking around. He's glad to be back.
All around Normiah the world is moving, rocking gently beneath the deck's sturdy planks. Saltwater sprays across the deck to stain his hair and beard with the all-too-familiar scent of algae and brine. The wind tugs at his clothes and plays with his hat, and its relentless enthusiasm can't help but make Normiah laugh. He may be old and stink like seaweed, but he's free, goshdarnit, and that simple fact proves him luckier than most.
Mound has set up a bulky hammock and is resting.
The Captain is constructing an observation deck above the dining hall. Half a dozen kobolds are assisting him in various ways, some more helpfully than others.
As he walks by, he sees Mound but decides not to wake him. He looks up at the deck. "Captain! We're back!"
The Captain, engrossed in his work, doesn't even look up. "Back? Now, where'd you run off to?"
"We saved Xi from the Abyss. I think he's in his room right now if you want to see him."
The Captain pauses to consider it. "Nah. Glad he's back, though. Right?"
"Right."
He nods. "That's what I thought. Pass me that hammer."
He walks up the stairs (or goes up the ladder, whatever way there is to get up to the deck), then gives the captain the hammer.
"You don't seem that surprised that a crew member's back from the dead."
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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
Normiah steps onto the deck of the Barnacle, looking around. He's glad to be back.
All around Normiah the world is moving, rocking gently beneath the deck's sturdy planks. Saltwater sprays across the deck to stain his hair and beard with the all-too-familiar scent of algae and brine. The wind tugs at his clothes and plays with his hat, and its relentless enthusiasm can't help but make Normiah laugh. He may be old and stink like seaweed, but he's free, goshdarnit, and that simple fact proves him luckier than most.
Mound has set up a bulky hammock and is resting.
The Captain is constructing an observation deck above the dining hall. Half a dozen kobolds are assisting him in various ways, some more helpfully than others.
As he walks by, he sees Mound but decides not to wake him. He looks up at the deck. "Captain! We're back!"
The Captain, engrossed in his work, doesn't even look up. "Back? Now, where'd you run off to?"
"We saved Xi from the Abyss. I think he's in his room right now if you want to see him."
The Captain pauses to consider it. "Nah. Glad he's back, though. Right?"
"Right."
He nods. "That's what I thought. Pass me that hammer."
He walks up the stairs (or goes up the ladder, whatever way there is to get up to the deck), then gives the captain the hammer.
"You don't seem that surprised that a crew member's back from the dead."
"Staying dead isn't easy, Blubberbeard. Just look at me."
*I’m quite good as of late, thank you for asking*
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
*sorry it took so long, but the Barnacle is eternal! (Srsly tho this bounced back FAST)*
Finally, as the Demonic boat carrying the brave crew that saved Xi passes the threshold of the portal, it begins to close.
The Oni and The Merrenoloth are conversing. It looks like the Oni is writing an official report of what happened to send to the Notched Blades.
Xi is slowly recovering, belowdecks in his room.
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
*np. sooo, where were we?*
Terra Lubridia archive:
The Bloody Barnacle | The Gut | The Athene Crusader | The Jewel of Atlantis
*Made a HeroForge for Angler, since I made one for Normiah I figured I might as well make one for my other character on here. The limitations of HeroForge were a pain in my (gp) for this one since an anglerfish humanoid is much harder to make them a human with a harpoon, so it's not 100% accurate, but I think I did decent.
Normiah and Angler:
*
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
*heh. Angler looks a lot different in my head. i love his jacket though.*
Terra Lubridia archive:
The Bloody Barnacle | The Gut | The Athene Crusader | The Jewel of Atlantis
Angler gets out of the boat and onto the Barnacle. "Welp, that just happened. If anyone needs me, I'm gonna be nappin'. So ya' better not need me." He heads to his room.
Normiah steps onto the deck of the Barnacle, looking around. He's glad to be back.
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
*Thanks! I had to use a crocodile head instead of an anglerfish cause, like I said, HeroForge limitations.
Also, now I can't unsee it, but Normiah kinda looks like Captain Crunch...*
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
As soon as the boat gets close Damian teleports on and walks silently to the kitchen. He begins to cook an omelette, not talking or even seemingly noticing anyone around him.
All around Normiah the world is moving, rocking gently beneath the deck's sturdy planks. Saltwater sprays across the deck to stain his hair and beard with the all-too-familiar scent of algae and brine. The wind tugs at his clothes and plays with his hat, and its relentless enthusiasm can't help but make Normiah laugh. He may be old and stink like seaweed, but he's free, goshdarnit, and that simple fact proves him luckier than most.
Mound has set up a bulky hammock and is resting.
The Captain is constructing an observation deck above the dining hall. Half a dozen kobolds are assisting him in various ways, some more helpfully than others.
Terra Lubridia archive:
The Bloody Barnacle | The Gut | The Athene Crusader | The Jewel of Atlantis
As he walks by, he sees Mound but decides not to wake him. He looks up at the deck. "Captain! We're back!"
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 Captain, engrossed in his work, doesn't even look up. "Back? Now, where'd you run off to?"
Terra Lubridia archive:
The Bloody Barnacle | The Gut | The Athene Crusader | The Jewel of Atlantis
Sergei is scraping barnacles off the side of the boat for samples.
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
"We saved Xi from the Abyss. I think he's in his room right now if you want to see him."
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
*Now that thing’s over, when does Sergei get his audience with the Spider Queen?*
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
The Captain pauses to consider it. "Nah. Glad he's back, though. Right?"
Terra Lubridia archive:
The Bloody Barnacle | The Gut | The Athene Crusader | The Jewel of Atlantis
*Soon, my insectoid compadre.*
Terra Lubridia archive:
The Bloody Barnacle | The Gut | The Athene Crusader | The Jewel of Atlantis
"Right."
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 nods. "That's what I thought. Pass me that hammer."
Terra Lubridia archive:
The Bloody Barnacle | The Gut | The Athene Crusader | The Jewel of Atlantis
He walks up the stairs (or goes up the ladder, whatever way there is to get up to the deck), then gives the captain the hammer.
"You don't seem that surprised that a crew member's back from the dead."
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
"Staying dead isn't easy, Blubberbeard. Just look at me."
Terra Lubridia archive:
The Bloody Barnacle | The Gut | The Athene Crusader | The Jewel of Atlantis