Normiah tries his best to navigate through the wires.
Meanwhile, back at the Barnacle, Angler is drinking.
A cat like creature, with bright neon colors and spots, a pair of wings made of a nebula, and three tails twice the length of its body, wrapped around each other in a braid, 1 ending in a leaf like shape, is sleeping on the bar.
He looks at it. "Hey! Are ya' good there?"
“I am quite good here. I am the Ranger. Are you intentionally poisoning yourself?”
"Me? I'm just having a little drink." He sloshes the bottle from side to side.
The face of the cat shifts in an unnatural way to show confusion. "A drink shouldn't actively kill you. What pleasure does this bring?"
"It won't kill me. A little drink never hurt anyone." He nearly trips and falls off his stool. He then acts like nothing happened and offers some to the cat. "Try some."
The Ranger sniffs the drink and paws it, before knocking it off the table. “No thanks.”
Normiah tries his best to navigate through the wires.
Meanwhile, back at the Barnacle, Angler is drinking.
A cat like creature, with bright neon colors and spots, a pair of wings made of a nebula, and three tails twice the length of its body, wrapped around each other in a braid, 1 ending in a leaf like shape, is sleeping on the bar.
He looks at it. "Hey! Are ya' good there?"
“I am quite good here. I am the Ranger. Are you intentionally poisoning yourself?”
"Me? I'm just having a little drink." He sloshes the bottle from side to side.
The face of the cat shifts in an unnatural way to show confusion. "A drink shouldn't actively kill you. What pleasure does this bring?"
"It won't kill me. A little drink never hurt anyone." He nearly trips and falls off his stool. He then acts like nothing happened and offers some to the cat. "Try some."
“Don’t. It’ll mess up your blood.”
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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
Normiah tries his best to navigate through the wires.
Meanwhile, back at the Barnacle, Angler is drinking.
A cat like creature, with bright neon colors and spots, a pair of wings made of a nebula, and three tails twice the length of its body, wrapped around each other in a braid, 1 ending in a leaf like shape, is sleeping on the bar.
He looks at it. "Hey! Are ya' good there?"
“I am quite good here. I am the Ranger. Are you intentionally poisoning yourself?”
"Me? I'm just having a little drink." He sloshes the bottle from side to side.
The face of the cat shifts in an unnatural way to show confusion. "A drink shouldn't actively kill you. What pleasure does this bring?"
"It won't kill me. A little drink never hurt anyone." He nearly trips and falls off his stool. He then acts like nothing happened and offers some to the cat. "Try some."
The Ranger sniffs the drink and paws it, before knocking it off the table. “No thanks.”
It breaks.
"Come on. I offer ya' a gift, and you completely wreck it! This stuff ain't cheap, ya' know." His speech continues to get more slurred.
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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
The group makes their way through the wires without incident. Soon after, they encounter a vast ravine; at its bottom some 200 feet down a river flows rapidly.
Damian rubs his chin in thought “How many of us can fly?”
The group makes their way through the wires without incident. Soon after, they encounter a vast ravine; at its bottom some 200 feet down a river flows rapidly.
Damian rubs his chin in thought “How many of us can fly?”
Normiah holds up a harpoon. "I don't think any of us can. It will be difficult, but if anyone has a rope..." He gestures to the harpoon, then to the other side.
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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
The group makes their way through the wires without incident. Soon after, they encounter a vast ravine; at its bottom some 200 feet down a river flows rapidly.
Damian rubs his chin in thought “How many of us can fly?”
Normiah holds up a harpoon. "I don't think any of us can. It will be difficult, but if anyone has a rope..." He gestures to the harpoon, then to the other side.
He nods “I can fly but I’m not strong enough to take anyone with me. I don’t have any rope, though I might have a spell for this. Let me think.” He walks away from the ravine as he thinks.
The group makes their way through the wires without incident. Soon after, they encounter a vast ravine; at its bottom some 200 feet down a river flows rapidly.
Damian rubs his chin in thought “How many of us can fly?”
Normiah holds up a harpoon. "I don't think any of us can. It will be difficult, but if anyone has a rope..." He gestures to the harpoon, then to the other side.
He nods “I can fly but I’m not strong enough to take anyone with me. I don’t have any rope, though I might have a spell for this. Let me think.” He walks away from the ravine as he thinks.
“Someone follow him. I can fly.”
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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
The group makes their way through the wires without incident. Soon after, they encounter a vast ravine; at its bottom some 200 feet down a river flows rapidly.
“Are we supposed to cross or go down?”
"A bit of both."
The voice comes from a man of below-average height, leaning against a tree behind the group. "There's a bridge here. I can see it, clear as day, and some of you might notice a faint shimmer in the air now that it's been mentioned. The bridge leads downward, to the waterfall on the other side of this ravine. It's the final trial to reach your destination."
Normiah tries his best to navigate through the wires.
Meanwhile, back at the Barnacle, Angler is drinking.
A cat like creature, with bright neon colors and spots, a pair of wings made of a nebula, and three tails twice the length of its body, wrapped around each other in a braid, 1 ending in a leaf like shape, is sleeping on the bar.
He looks at it. "Hey! Are ya' good there?"
“I am quite good here. I am the Ranger. Are you intentionally poisoning yourself?”
"Me? I'm just having a little drink." He sloshes the bottle from side to side.
The face of the cat shifts in an unnatural way to show confusion. "A drink shouldn't actively kill you. What pleasure does this bring?"
"It won't kill me. A little drink never hurt anyone." He nearly trips and falls off his stool. He then acts like nothing happened and offers some to the cat. "Try some."
Normiah tries his best to navigate through the wires.
Meanwhile, back at the Barnacle, Angler is drinking.
A cat like creature, with bright neon colors and spots, a pair of wings made of a nebula, and three tails twice the length of its body, wrapped around each other in a braid, 1 ending in a leaf like shape, is sleeping on the bar.
He looks at it. "Hey! Are ya' good there?"
“I am quite good here. I am the Ranger. Are you intentionally poisoning yourself?”
"Me? I'm just having a little drink." He sloshes the bottle from side to side.
The face of the cat shifts in an unnatural way to show confusion. "A drink shouldn't actively kill you. What pleasure does this bring?"
"It won't kill me. A little drink never hurt anyone." He nearly trips and falls off his stool. He then acts like nothing happened and offers some to the cat. "Try some."
The Ranger sniffs the drink and paws it, before knocking it off the table. “No thanks.”
It breaks.
"Come on. I offer ya' a gift, and you completely wreck it! This stuff ain't cheap, ya' know." His speech continues to get more slurred.
“I’d recommend you stop. You’ll need all the strength you can get when the Barbarian arrives.”
The voice comes from a man of below-average height, leaning against a tree behind the group. "There's a bridge here. I can see it, clear as day, and some of you might notice a faint shimmer in the air now that it's been mentioned. The bridge leads downward, to the waterfall on the other side of this ravine. It's the final trial to reach your destination."
Flynn looks at the fellow and remarks, "Well, what kind of trial is this? Are you going to give us a riddle or do we need to convince you there is a tastier group coming up behind us for you to eat?" Insight: 22
*I am rolling insight to see if the man is hostile or hiding something.*
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I am Z, a silent architect weaving tales from the shadows.
Embrace the riddles, savor the essence, for in this narrative, I am the storyteller, the detective, the dreamer, the zephyr of tales untold.
In each verse, discover a journey where reality and dreams entwine, a dance of words that whispers the unsaid.
In the symphony of confusion, I simply remain, Z
Current Characters~ The Bloody Barnacle by Nothic2SeeHere_~ Flynn O'Sullivan | Buttons’ Best by Gradius2~ Durza Longtail
"I can fly too! That makes three of us who see no problem with this wide cavern. I also have this neat trick I do with my immovable rods here that can get me across, so technically we only need to find a way across for one individual."
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I am Z, a silent architect weaving tales from the shadows.
Embrace the riddles, savor the essence, for in this narrative, I am the storyteller, the detective, the dreamer, the zephyr of tales untold.
In each verse, discover a journey where reality and dreams entwine, a dance of words that whispers the unsaid.
In the symphony of confusion, I simply remain, Z
Current Characters~ The Bloody Barnacle by Nothic2SeeHere_~ Flynn O'Sullivan | Buttons’ Best by Gradius2~ Durza Longtail
"Not in my repertoire, but maybe I could ask some giant birds to carry one of us over." Flynn thinks about that idea for a second... "That would have to be one hell of a bird though."
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I am Z, a silent architect weaving tales from the shadows.
Embrace the riddles, savor the essence, for in this narrative, I am the storyteller, the detective, the dreamer, the zephyr of tales untold.
In each verse, discover a journey where reality and dreams entwine, a dance of words that whispers the unsaid.
In the symphony of confusion, I simply remain, Z
Current Characters~ The Bloody Barnacle by Nothic2SeeHere_~ Flynn O'Sullivan | Buttons’ Best by Gradius2~ Durza Longtail
"Not in my repertoire, but maybe I could ask some giant birds to carry one of us over." Flynn thinks about that idea for a second... "That would have to be one hell of a bird though."
Damian shrugs and continues to rub his chin “Well this is Australia so who knows.” He snaps in his fingers “Maybe we could carry them together.”
The voice comes from a man of below-average height, leaning against a tree behind the group. "There's a bridge here. I can see it, clear as day, and some of you might notice a faint shimmer in the air now that it's been mentioned. The bridge leads downward, to the waterfall on the other side of this ravine. It's the final trial to reach your destination."
Flynn looks at the fellow and remarks, "Well, what kind of trial is this? Are you going to give us a riddle or do we need to convince you there is a tastier group coming up behind us for you to eat?" Insight: 17
*I am rolling insight to see if the man is hostile or hiding something.*
Flynn can’t discern the man’s intentions.
”It’s easy enough. Those with strong enough conviction may simply walk across the illusory bridge with no fear of falling through. However, those of weak will or inadequate confidence may find the bridge to be a bit more, ah, mutable. You understand?”
The Ranger sniffs the drink and paws it, before knocking it off the table. “No thanks.”
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
“Don’t. It’ll mess up your blood.”
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
It breaks.
"Come on. I offer ya' a gift, and you completely wreck it! This stuff ain't cheap, ya' know." His speech continues to get more slurred.
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
Damian rubs his chin in thought “How many of us can fly?”
Normiah holds up a harpoon. "I don't think any of us can. It will be difficult, but if anyone has a rope..." He gestures to the harpoon, then to the other side.
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 “I can fly but I’m not strong enough to take anyone with me. I don’t have any rope, though I might have a spell for this. Let me think.” He walks away from the ravine as he thinks.
“Someone follow him. I can fly.”
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
"A bit of both."
The voice comes from a man of below-average height, leaning against a tree behind the group. "There's a bridge here. I can see it, clear as day, and some of you might notice a faint shimmer in the air now that it's been mentioned. The bridge leads downward, to the waterfall on the other side of this ravine. It's the final trial to reach your destination."
Terra Lubridia archive:
The Bloody Barnacle | The Gut | The Athene Crusader | The Jewel of Atlantis
“Good to know”
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
“I’d recommend you stop. You’ll need all the strength you can get when the Barbarian arrives.”
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
Flynn looks at the fellow and remarks, "Well, what kind of trial is this? Are you going to give us a riddle or do we need to convince you there is a tastier group coming up behind us for you to eat?" Insight: 22
*I am rolling insight to see if the man is hostile or hiding something.*
I am Z, a silent architect weaving tales from the shadows.
Embrace the riddles, savor the essence, for in this narrative, I am the storyteller, the detective, the dreamer, the zephyr of tales untold.
In each verse, discover a journey where reality and dreams entwine, a dance of words that whispers the unsaid.
In the symphony of confusion, I simply remain, Z
Current Characters~ The Bloody Barnacle by Nothic2SeeHere_~ Flynn O'Sullivan | Buttons’ Best by Gradius2~ Durza Longtail
"I can fly too! That makes three of us who see no problem with this wide cavern. I also have this neat trick I do with my immovable rods here that can get me across, so technically we only need to find a way across for one individual."
I am Z, a silent architect weaving tales from the shadows.
Embrace the riddles, savor the essence, for in this narrative, I am the storyteller, the detective, the dreamer, the zephyr of tales untold.
In each verse, discover a journey where reality and dreams entwine, a dance of words that whispers the unsaid.
In the symphony of confusion, I simply remain, Z
Current Characters~ The Bloody Barnacle by Nothic2SeeHere_~ Flynn O'Sullivan | Buttons’ Best by Gradius2~ Durza Longtail
“Can anyone cast catapult? That might work.”
"Not in my repertoire, but maybe I could ask some giant birds to carry one of us over." Flynn thinks about that idea for a second... "That would have to be one hell of a bird though."
I am Z, a silent architect weaving tales from the shadows.
Embrace the riddles, savor the essence, for in this narrative, I am the storyteller, the detective, the dreamer, the zephyr of tales untold.
In each verse, discover a journey where reality and dreams entwine, a dance of words that whispers the unsaid.
In the symphony of confusion, I simply remain, Z
Current Characters~ The Bloody Barnacle by Nothic2SeeHere_~ Flynn O'Sullivan | Buttons’ Best by Gradius2~ Durza Longtail
*Where exactly are y’all exploring?*
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
*An island off the southern coast of Australia. We are in search of the Spider Guild's headquarters so Sergei can meet with their leader.*
I am Z, a silent architect weaving tales from the shadows.
Embrace the riddles, savor the essence, for in this narrative, I am the storyteller, the detective, the dreamer, the zephyr of tales untold.
In each verse, discover a journey where reality and dreams entwine, a dance of words that whispers the unsaid.
In the symphony of confusion, I simply remain, Z
Current Characters~ The Bloody Barnacle by Nothic2SeeHere_~ Flynn O'Sullivan | Buttons’ Best by Gradius2~ Durza Longtail
*oh, ok. Beware of the defenses. DRAKE used to work there.*
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
*I am a little confused??*
I am Z, a silent architect weaving tales from the shadows.
Embrace the riddles, savor the essence, for in this narrative, I am the storyteller, the detective, the dreamer, the zephyr of tales untold.
In each verse, discover a journey where reality and dreams entwine, a dance of words that whispers the unsaid.
In the symphony of confusion, I simply remain, Z
Current Characters~ The Bloody Barnacle by Nothic2SeeHere_~ Flynn O'Sullivan | Buttons’ Best by Gradius2~ Durza Longtail
Damian shrugs and continues to rub his chin “Well this is Australia so who knows.” He snaps in his fingers “Maybe we could carry them together.”
Flynn can’t discern the man’s intentions.
”It’s easy enough. Those with strong enough conviction may simply walk across the illusory bridge with no fear of falling through. However, those of weak will or inadequate confidence may find the bridge to be a bit more, ah, mutable. You understand?”
Terra Lubridia archive:
The Bloody Barnacle | The Gut | The Athene Crusader | The Jewel of Atlantis