having just grunted from the mind projection burdurxa feels a faint trickle of familiarity maybe from an old poem or from his grandads library
arcana check: 22 (12+10)
He doesn't remember a poem... it was a song. It had always been too complex for him to play, but it sang the praises of the Blacklight with joy and affection. It was written by Henryk Agrus.
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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.
“Perhaps. But I have a bad feeling about that old ship. Occasionally the Kraken would swallow a squid or an octopus that would tell of tales and legends about an old haunted ship that cursed any passers.”
”Sounds like a fascinating tale. Let’s hope it’s just that — a mere legend, nothing more.”
He turns it around, hastily writes for about ten seconds, then turns it back. If I was a lycanthrope, would I walk around like this? As you said, no one would trust me. Couldn't I just shift into humanoid form and be done with it?
“You make an excellent point, friend. What, then, are you?”
“Cairn, what is this about Black and Red lights? This vision? What’s happening? What have you done my friend?”
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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.
He turns it around, hastily writes for about ten seconds, then turns it back. If I was a lycanthrope, would I walk around like this? As you said, no one would trust me. Couldn't I just shift into humanoid form and be done with it?
“You make an excellent point, friend. What, then, are you?”
Another couple seconds of writing. He's quick. Experienced, perhaps. I am Scourgeborn, child of peasants cursed by the empire. We have the blood of lycanthropes, but none of the powers or temperament. The empire wanted us to bear the weight of our ancestors' sins for eternity, and feel the guilt and shame of being no better than dogs.
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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 hear mumbling…” He squints his eyes at the bright light. “My, it was dark inside the Kraken… Who’s there?!?”
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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.
“Perhaps. But I have a bad feeling about that old ship. Occasionally the Kraken would swallow a squid or an octopus that would tell of tales and legends about an old haunted ship that cursed any passers.”
”Sounds like a fascinating tale. Let’s hope it’s just that — a mere legend, nothing more.”
He turns it around, hastily writes for about ten seconds, then turns it back. If I was a lycanthrope, would I walk around like this? As you said, no one would trust me. Couldn't I just shift into humanoid form and be done with it?
“You make an excellent point, friend. What, then, are you?”
“Cairn, what is this about Black and Red lights? This vision? What’s happening? What have you done my friend?”
“Perhaps. But I have a bad feeling about that old ship. Occasionally the Kraken would swallow a squid or an octopus that would tell of tales and legends about an old haunted ship that cursed any passers.”
”Sounds like a fascinating tale. Let’s hope it’s just that — a mere legend, nothing more.”
He turns it around, hastily writes for about ten seconds, then turns it back. If I was a lycanthrope, would I walk around like this? As you said, no one would trust me. Couldn't I just shift into humanoid form and be done with it?
“You make an excellent point, friend. What, then, are you?”
“Cairn, what is this about Black and Red lights? This vision? What’s happening? What have you done my friend?”
His eyes are sad.
“You can tell me. I insist on knowing. I’ve been your friend for years.”
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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.
“Perhaps. But I have a bad feeling about that old ship. Occasionally the Kraken would swallow a squid or an octopus that would tell of tales and legends about an old haunted ship that cursed any passers.”
”Sounds like a fascinating tale. Let’s hope it’s just that — a mere legend, nothing more.”
He turns it around, hastily writes for about ten seconds, then turns it back. If I was a lycanthrope, would I walk around like this? As you said, no one would trust me. Couldn't I just shift into humanoid form and be done with it?
“You make an excellent point, friend. What, then, are you?”
“Cairn, what is this about Black and Red lights? This vision? What’s happening? What have you done my friend?”
His eyes are sad.
“You can tell me. I insist on knowing. I’ve been your friend for years.”
“Knowledge is dangerous, friend. This knowledge can kill.”
“I hear mumbling…” He squints his eyes at the bright light. “My, it was dark inside the Kraken… Who’s there?!?”
A voice calls up. "Why, it worked!" The light fades, revealing a humanoid with a suit, coat and fedora. He seems to be some sort of anglerfish, with maroon skin, finlike hands, a long mouth with sharp teeth, blue eyes slightly glowing, and a rod with a bulb on the top of his head, which must have been the source of the light as it's currently dimming. "Names Angler. Angler Lightlure. I'd like to come aboard."
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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
Kohirun has emerged from belowdecks, clutching a halberd all of you could swear she didn’t have before. It’s shaft looks made of the same material her armor is, but the “axe” and “spear” are made completely of ice. She tries out a few flourishes before noticing Laughter’s wax cylinder. “I could swear my mom has one of those.”
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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
“I hear mumbling…” He squints his eyes at the bright light. “My, it was dark inside the Kraken… Who’s there?!?”
A voice calls up. "Why, it worked!" The light fades, revealing a humanoid with a suit, coat and fedora. He seems to be some sort of anglerfish, with maroon skin, finlike hands, a long mouth with sharp teeth, blue eyes slightly glowing, and a rod with a bulb on the top of his head, which must have been the source of the light as it's currently dimming. "Names Angler. Angler Lightlure. I'd like to come aboard."
“Perhaps. But I have a bad feeling about that old ship. Occasionally the Kraken would swallow a squid or an octopus that would tell of tales and legends about an old haunted ship that cursed any passers.”
”Sounds like a fascinating tale. Let’s hope it’s just that — a mere legend, nothing more.”
He turns it around, hastily writes for about ten seconds, then turns it back. If I was a lycanthrope, would I walk around like this? As you said, no one would trust me. Couldn't I just shift into humanoid form and be done with it?
“You make an excellent point, friend. What, then, are you?”
“Cairn, what is this about Black and Red lights? This vision? What’s happening? What have you done my friend?”
His eyes are sad.
“You can tell me. I insist on knowing. I’ve been your friend for years.”
“Knowledge is dangerous, friend. This knowledge can kill.”
“Ah. I see. Never mind then I suppose. I value my life. You wouldn’t happen to have drinks here? You can tell me tales of the past years while I recuperate.”
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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.
Kohirun has emerged from belowdecks, clutching a halberd all of you could swear she didn’t have before. It’s shaft looks made of the same material her armor is, but the “axe” and “spear” are made completely of ice. She tries out a few flourishes before noticing Laughter’s wax cylinder. “I could swear my mom has one of those.”
Laughter snorts before writing a note. I assure you she does not have one of these. There are many wax cylinders, but there are very few Argus Originals.
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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 hear mumbling…” He squints his eyes at the bright light. “My, it was dark inside the Kraken… Who’s there?!?”
A voice calls up. "Why, it worked!" The light fades, revealing a humanoid with a suit, coat and fedora. He seems to be some sort of anglerfish, with maroon skin, finlike hands, a long mouth with sharp teeth, blue eyes slightly glowing, and a rod with a bulb on the top of his head, which must have been the source of the light as it's currently dimming. "Names Angler. Angler Lightlure. I'd like to come aboard."
*Wait a second…could this be….The Angler Man?*
*Didn't even know what that is until just now lol. But no*
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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
“I hear mumbling…” He squints his eyes at the bright light. “My, it was dark inside the Kraken… Who’s there?!?”
A voice calls up. "Why, it worked!" The light fades, revealing a humanoid with a suit, coat and fedora. He seems to be some sort of anglerfish, with maroon skin, finlike hands, a long mouth with sharp teeth, blue eyes slightly glowing, and a rod with a bulb on the top of his head, which must have been the source of the light as it's currently dimming. "Names Angler. Angler Lightlure. I'd like to come aboard."
Sergei chuckles at the sound of his name. “Angler Lightlure eh? That’s what is says on your birth certificate? Ha! Come aboard my friend!” He tosses down a ladder for Angler to climb up.
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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.
“I hear mumbling…” He squints his eyes at the bright light. “My, it was dark inside the Kraken… Who’s there?!?”
A voice calls up. "Why, it worked!" The light fades, revealing a humanoid with a suit, coat and fedora. He seems to be some sort of anglerfish, with maroon skin, finlike hands, a long mouth with sharp teeth, blue eyes slightly glowing, and a rod with a bulb on the top of his head, which must have been the source of the light as it's currently dimming. "Names Angler. Angler Lightlure. I'd like to come aboard."
Sergei chuckles at the sound of his name. “Angler Lightlure eh? That’s what is says on your birth certificate? Ha! Come aboard my friend!” He tosses down a ladder for Angler to climb up.
Angler climbs up. "Nice to meet you."
Normiah also climbs up. "Newcomer, eh? Well, welcome to the ship." He walks off, likely to celebrate his victory.
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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
“Ah. I see. Never mind then I suppose. I value my life. You wouldn’t happen to have drinks here? You can tell me tales of the past years while I recuperate.”
“Wise choice, but I fear this knowledge will become unavoidable all too soon. For now, though, it shall remain secret.”
“As for drink, we have plenty. Just head down belowdecks and talk to Em, if she’s around. Ever since Alistair disappeared, she’s been far less consistent. I can hardly blame her.”
“Ah. I see. Never mind then I suppose. I value my life. You wouldn’t happen to have drinks here? You can tell me tales of the past years while I recuperate.”
“Wise choice, but I fear this knowledge will become unavoidable all too soon. For now, though, it shall remain secret.”
“As for drink, we have plenty. Just head down belowdecks and talk to Em, if she’s around. Ever since Alistair disappeared, she’s been far less consistent. I can hardly blame her.”
“I will gladly do so.” He sort of stumbles around the ship until he gets below deck. “Sorry, I haven’t been able to walk this far in a long time. Say, is this some kind of on board bar?”
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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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He doesn't remember a poem... it was a song. It had always been too complex for him to play, but it sang the praises of the Blacklight with joy and affection. It was written by Henryk Agrus.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“Cairn, what is this about Black and Red lights? This vision? What’s happening? What have you done my friend?”
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 lights shine brighter from behind the ship.
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
Another couple seconds of writing. He's quick. Experienced, perhaps. I am Scourgeborn, child of peasants cursed by the empire. We have the blood of lycanthropes, but none of the powers or temperament. The empire wanted us to bear the weight of our ancestors' sins for eternity, and feel the guilt and shame of being no better than dogs.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“I hear mumbling…” He squints his eyes at the bright light. “My, it was dark inside the Kraken… Who’s there?!?”
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
His eyes are sad.
Terra Lubridia archive:
The Bloody Barnacle | The Gut | The Athene Crusader | The Jewel of Atlantis
“You can tell me. I insist on knowing. I’ve been your friend for years.”
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
“Knowledge is dangerous, friend. This knowledge can kill.”
Terra Lubridia archive:
The Bloody Barnacle | The Gut | The Athene Crusader | The Jewel of Atlantis
A voice calls up. "Why, it worked!" The light fades, revealing a humanoid with a suit, coat and fedora. He seems to be some sort of anglerfish, with maroon skin, finlike hands, a long mouth with sharp teeth, blue eyes slightly glowing, and a rod with a bulb on the top of his head, which must have been the source of the light as it's currently dimming. "Names Angler. Angler Lightlure. I'd like to come aboard."
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
Xi is busy building a funeral pyre for Suire
Kohirun has emerged from belowdecks, clutching a halberd all of you could swear she didn’t have before. It’s shaft looks made of the same material her armor is, but the “axe” and “spear” are made completely of ice. She tries out a few flourishes before noticing Laughter’s wax cylinder. “I could swear my mom has one of those.”
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
*Wait a second…could this be….The Angler Man?*
Terra Lubridia archive:
The Bloody Barnacle | The Gut | The Athene Crusader | The Jewel of Atlantis
“Ah. I see. Never mind then I suppose. I value my life. You wouldn’t happen to have drinks here? You can tell me tales of the past years while I recuperate.”
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
Laughter snorts before writing a note. I assure you she does not have one of these. There are many wax cylinders, but there are very few Argus Originals.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Didn't even know what that is until just now lol. But no*
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
Sergei chuckles at the sound of his name. “Angler Lightlure eh? That’s what is says on your birth certificate? Ha! Come aboard my friend!” He tosses down a ladder for Angler to climb up.
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
Angler climbs up. "Nice to meet you."
Normiah also climbs up. "Newcomer, eh? Well, welcome to the ship." He walks off, likely to celebrate his victory.
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
“Wise choice, but I fear this knowledge will become unavoidable all too soon. For now, though, it shall remain secret.”
“As for drink, we have plenty. Just head down belowdecks and talk to Em, if she’s around. Ever since Alistair disappeared, she’s been far less consistent. I can hardly blame her.”
Terra Lubridia archive:
The Bloody Barnacle | The Gut | The Athene Crusader | The Jewel of Atlantis
*It’s too late! It’s canon now!*
*For reference: https://www.dndbeyond.com/forums/off-topic/forum-games/891-last-comment-wins?comment=77762*
Terra Lubridia archive:
The Bloody Barnacle | The Gut | The Athene Crusader | The Jewel of Atlantis
*I really wish I hadn't pushed that drop-down. Shiver*
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 will gladly do so.” He sort of stumbles around the ship until he gets below deck. “Sorry, I haven’t been able to walk this far in a long time. Say, is this some kind of on board bar?”
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