Sergei has emerged from his doctor’s office for the first time in several months (as far as the crew knows). He wears a crimson poncho over his torso with heavy-duty boots and pants over his legs. What used to be stubble has grown into very full facial hair, yet sill kept neat and clean. Sergei’s silver hair seems to have not grown an inch over this long period of time, still falling down to his ears.
As he steps out of his office, he ties his hair into a man-bun and used a small bronze gear to hold it in place. He walks to the bow of the ship and produces a small, odd monocle-looking tool with a strange gear-like design and a cross hair across the glass. He holds it up to his eye and starts scanning the horizon.
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.
Sergei has emerged from his doctor’s office for the first time in several months (as far as the crew knows). He wears a crimson poncho over his torso with heavy-duty boots and pants over his legs. What used to be stubble has grown into very full facial hair, yet sill kept neat and clean. Sergei’s silver hair seems to have not grown an inch over this long period of time, still falling down to his ears.
As he steps out of his office, he tied his hair into a man-bun and used a small bronze gear to hold it in place. He walks to the bow of the ship and produces a small and odd monocle-looking tool with an odd design and a cross hair across the glass. He holds it up to his eye and starts scanning the horizon.
In the water below the horizon, he sees the familiar shapes of the Kuo Toa larva and its cult, having followed the ship for a long time at this point. The larva, easily over a hundred feet long, raises just its crab-like head above the water, it’s six eyes all focused on Sergei.
Sergei has emerged from his doctor’s office for the first time in several months (as far as the crew knows). He wears a crimson poncho over his torso with heavy-duty boots and pants over his legs. What used to be stubble has grown into very full facial hair, yet sill kept neat and clean. Sergei’s silver hair seems to have not grown an inch over this long period of time, still falling down to his ears.
As he steps out of his office, he tied his hair into a man-bun and used a small bronze gear to hold it in place. He walks to the bow of the ship and produces a small and odd monocle-looking tool with an odd design and a cross hair across the glass. He holds it up to his eye and starts scanning the horizon.
In the water below the horizon, he sees the familiar shapes of the Kuo Toa larva and its cult, having followed the ship for a long time at this point. The larva, easily over a hundred feet long, raises just its crab-like head above the water, it’s six eyes all focused on Sergei.
Sergei lowers the monocle and rests his arm on his knee. “Well, if it isn’t the old God Larva! Still tagging along with the Barnacle, hm? How have you been since that time you took control over my will? No grudges, of course.” He chuckles.
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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.
Sergei has emerged from his doctor’s office for the first time in several months (as far as the crew knows). He wears a crimson poncho over his torso with heavy-duty boots and pants over his legs. What used to be stubble has grown into very full facial hair, yet sill kept neat and clean. Sergei’s silver hair seems to have not grown an inch over this long period of time, still falling down to his ears.
As he steps out of his office, he tied his hair into a man-bun and used a small bronze gear to hold it in place. He walks to the bow of the ship and produces a small and odd monocle-looking tool with an odd design and a cross hair across the glass. He holds it up to his eye and starts scanning the horizon.
In the water below the horizon, he sees the familiar shapes of the Kuo Toa larva and its cult, having followed the ship for a long time at this point. The larva, easily over a hundred feet long, raises just its crab-like head above the water, it’s six eyes all focused on Sergei.
Sergei lowers the monocle and rests his arm on his knee. “Well, if it isn’t the old God Larva! Still tagging along with the Barnacle, hm? How have you been since that time you took control over my will? No grudges, of course.” He chuckles.
It tilts its head and lets out a high pitched, foamy sort of scratching, squeaking noise. unfortunately, the godspark i search so desperately for evaded me still.
Sergei has emerged from his doctor’s office for the first time in several months (as far as the crew knows). He wears a crimson poncho over his torso with heavy-duty boots and pants over his legs. What used to be stubble has grown into very full facial hair, yet sill kept neat and clean. Sergei’s silver hair seems to have not grown an inch over this long period of time, still falling down to his ears.
As he steps out of his office, he tied his hair into a man-bun and used a small bronze gear to hold it in place. He walks to the bow of the ship and produces a small and odd monocle-looking tool with an odd design and a cross hair across the glass. He holds it up to his eye and starts scanning the horizon.
In the water below the horizon, he sees the familiar shapes of the Kuo Toa larva and its cult, having followed the ship for a long time at this point. The larva, easily over a hundred feet long, raises just its crab-like head above the water, it’s six eyes all focused on Sergei.
Sergei lowers the monocle and rests his arm on his knee. “Well, if it isn’t the old God Larva! Still tagging along with the Barnacle, hm? How have you been since that time you took control over my will? No grudges, of course.” He chuckles.
It tilts its head and lets out a high pitched, foamy sort of scratching, squeaking noise. unfortunately, the godspark i search so desperately for evaded me still.
He nods. “What a shame. What happened to Xi and his soul while I was doing my work?”
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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.
TRON LIVES
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*timesplit*
Mahl looks at Xi before walking over to him.
”Need help with that?”
Just a bored animal in a durgen meat suit :3
disc: mahalayati.
*sorry im blind*
”I’m good, why?”
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
“Figured I’d ask, say, do you know where to find a fishing rod around here?”
Just a bored animal in a durgen meat suit :3
disc: mahalayati.
“Yeah, check over by those barrels.”
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
“Thanks.”
Mahl smiles and trots off to check for a fishing rod by where Xi pointed to.
Perception: 15
*wasn’t sure if I should roll for perception for this, figured I should.*
Just a bored animal in a durgen meat suit :3
disc: mahalayati.
She finds the fishing rod
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
*cut*
Mahl takes the rod and sits down on one of the sides of the boat to fish.
Just a bored animal in a durgen meat suit :3
disc: mahalayati.
Xi is tossing coins into the water
Kohirun is carving a piece of driftwood
Oni is training with their glaive
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
*My tabaxi's name is Jinx. Edit: I am Grist*
Jinx walks over to Xi, asking "Whatcha doing?"
I make strange but effective solutions to your DM problems!
Homebrew: Monsters Species Spells Background(s)
I am secretly a green dragon. Also a Demon Lord.
“An offering to the sea gods. Poseidon, Habakkuk, Zeboim, etcetera.”
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
Mahl trots over to them and watches while sharpening her claws
Just a bored animal in a durgen meat suit :3
disc: mahalayati.
"Interesting. I prefer Thanatos, but yours are cool as well." Jinx sits down on his haunches and summons a kuo-toa zombie.
I make strange but effective solutions to your DM problems!
Homebrew: Monsters Species Spells Background(s)
I am secretly a green dragon. Also a Demon Lord.
“He… he is not a sea god.”
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
Forside is wandering around.
Roll for Initiative: [roll]1d20+7[/roll]
Proud member of the EVIL JEFF CULT! PRAISE JEFF!
Homebrew Races: HERE Homebrew Spells: HERE Homebrew Monsters: HERE
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The God Larva has surfaced, and is swimming around the boat, muttering something in deep speech.
Sergei has emerged from his doctor’s office for the first time in several months (as far as the crew knows). He wears a crimson poncho over his torso with heavy-duty boots and pants over his legs. What used to be stubble has grown into very full facial hair, yet sill kept neat and clean. Sergei’s silver hair seems to have not grown an inch over this long period of time, still falling down to his ears.
As he steps out of his office, he ties his hair into a man-bun and used a small bronze gear to hold it in place. He walks to the bow of the ship and produces a small, odd monocle-looking tool with a strange gear-like design and a cross hair across the glass. He holds it up to his eye and starts scanning the horizon.
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
In the water below the horizon, he sees the familiar shapes of the Kuo Toa larva and its cult, having followed the ship for a long time at this point. The larva, easily over a hundred feet long, raises just its crab-like head above the water, it’s six eyes all focused on Sergei.
Sergei lowers the monocle and rests his arm on his knee. “Well, if it isn’t the old God Larva! Still tagging along with the Barnacle, hm? How have you been since that time you took control over my will? No grudges, of course.” He chuckles.
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
It tilts its head and lets out a high pitched, foamy sort of scratching, squeaking noise. unfortunately, the godspark i search so desperately for evaded me still.
He nods. “What a shame. What happened to Xi and his soul while I was doing my work?”
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