I have one. We can find the others using it. Unfortunately, water is the one thing that can keep them from detecting each other. Even rain will keep them from tracking. Those ones you lost won't be found for a while, most likely, so we can wait on those. The others are in New Zealand.
“Well, if we can’t find them maybe the Empire can’t either.”
They'll be found eventually. If we're lucky, it'll be the Koralline. If we're unlucky, it will also be the Koralline, but the Empire will send mercenaries to get the cylinders back. For all we know, they could have been tracking them since you got them.
”The Koralline are our staunch allies, and they’ve been a thorn in the Queen’s side for many years. Do not underestimate them.”
The Captain frowns. “You said they’re in New Zealand? My, my, that’s certainly inconvenient. We were headed to the New World next.”
What New World, Captain?
He spreads his arms and gestures to the sky. “The Americas, my friend! A grand place filled with fearsome monsters and lurking horrors — or so I’m told. Its existence was never confirmed, so I was planning on discovering it for myself. Just imagine, Laughter — a place devoid of Imperial presence, where we can relax and build a society free of their influence. It’d be a dream come true!”
“Oh, so the captain knows him. As for fighting the old woman, that seems right up his alley. Thanks for your help.”
“Gladly. And about that form of magic, I really have no idea what you’re talking about, but maybe I could remember something.”
“Chronurgy. Time manipulation. I could look around your brain if you like. Never without permission of course.”
“Go ahead, dig around in there.”
He takes out a copper piece (this is actually the material component). “A penny for your thoughts?” detect thoughts
Sergei takes the coin and flips it. (A long time ago, in college, he read a book about Chronurgy. Not much crucial information, but he read about some main things you could do, including: pausing another in time, containing a spell frozen in time, and looking at possible futures that result from an action.)
“Nothing of much importance. Thanks anyway. He’ll probably figure it out.”
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He nods. He kneels down with his viola, casting Lesser Restoration on Tily.
Tily looks up at laughter, as the disease afflicting her is suddenly suppressed, and Tily gets up and starts tugging on Sylvi’s clothes, trying to get her to play with them.
Sylvi laughs, “Thanks, hopefully it doesn’t come back, this time.”
He writes a bit more. I might have an idea to prevent it from ever coming back, but it may be a bit extreme is a very extreme measure. How bad is this disease?
“Every few… weeks when the symptoms start up again, she has trouble walking and she gets very tired. One time four months ago, when me and Tily were alone in Italy… she just couldn’t walk or anything, and her fur started to become all gray- brown (Tily is a white wolf) and rough, and she refused to eat. It only lasted a day or two that time, though. They’ve been getting worse recently.”
Laughter nods solemnly. Come with me. I have something that might help you. But are you ready to make a sacrifice for Tily?
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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.
He nods. He kneels down with his viola, casting Lesser Restoration on Tily.
Tily looks up at laughter, as the disease afflicting her is suddenly suppressed, and Tily gets up and starts tugging on Sylvi’s clothes, trying to get her to play with them.
Sylvi laughs, “Thanks, hopefully it doesn’t come back, this time.”
He writes a bit more. I might have an idea to prevent it from ever coming back, but it may be a bit extreme is a very extreme measure. How bad is this disease?
“Every few… weeks when the symptoms start up again, she has trouble walking and she gets very tired. One time four months ago, when me and Tily were alone in Italy… she just couldn’t walk or anything, and her fur started to become all gray- brown (Tily is a white wolf) and rough, and she refused to eat. It only lasted a day or two that time, though. They’ve been getting worse recently.”
Laughter nods solemnly. Come with me. I have something that might help you. But are you ready to make a sacrifice for Tily?
“Of course, she’s done so much for me,” Sylvi gets up.
He spreads his arms and gestures to the sky. “The Americas, my friend! A grand place filled with fearsome monsters and lurking horrors — or so I’m told. Its existence was never confirmed, so I was planning on discovering it for myself. Just imagine, Laughter — a place devoid of Imperial presence, where we can relax and build a society free of their influence. It’d be a dream come true!”
For a brief moment, almost too short to believe, he sees red text flicker on Laughter's paper. In Argus' handwriting.
Why are you lying, Nathaniel?
But the words were never there. Laughter certainly didn't write them, he's just picking up his pen. In fact, he writes That sounds nice. But didn't Jack want to go to New Zealand? Perhaps if we encounter it on the way we could make a stop.
The Pelican is perched with his bill open. A haunting melody sung by a smooth, manly voice much different from his own rises out of it and sings a song about love being washed away by the sea. According to the song, a sailor and a girl loved each other but the sailor was gone so long that she lost her love for him and left him for another.
Jonah Whalebait is climbing over the gunwales, dripping wet.
Laughter nods solemnly. Come with me. I have something that might help you. But are you ready to make a sacrifice for Tily?
“Of course, she’s done so much for me,” Sylvi gets up.
”what do I need to do?”
He leads her to his bunk, where he reveals a variety of odd-looking potions. He removes his mask, revealing an eyeless, lupine skull. "It's simple. To save your friend, you must hunt with them. What is your favored prey?" His voice is deep and smooth, like dark chocolate, but it crackles and pops like an old record.
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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.
He spreads his arms and gestures to the sky. “The Americas, my friend! A grand place filled with fearsome monsters and lurking horrors — or so I’m told. Its existence was never confirmed, so I was planning on discovering it for myself. Just imagine, Laughter — a place devoid of Imperial presence, where we can relax and build a society free of their influence. It’d be a dream come true!”
For a brief moment, almost too short to believe, he sees red text flicker on Laughter's paper. In Argus' handwriting.
Why are you lying, Nathaniel?
But the words were never there. Laughter certainly didn't write them, he's just picking up his pen. In fact, he writes That sounds nice. But didn't Jack want to go to New Zealand? Perhaps if we encounter it on the way we could make a stop.
*just saying if we're already en route to the Americas, it would be easier to go and then continue around south america to Australia and surrounding countries like NZ*
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Idk I'm just a guy ig
I like Warlocks
I like guitars (coming up on my fifth year of playing!)
I want to be a musician/stay-at-home dad when I grow up
Recently obsessing over Warhammer 40k, specifically the T’au empire
He spreads his arms and gestures to the sky. “The Americas, my friend! A grand place filled with fearsome monsters and lurking horrors — or so I’m told. Its existence was never confirmed, so I was planning on discovering it for myself. Just imagine, Laughter — a place devoid of Imperial presence, where we can relax and build a society free of their influence. It’d be a dream come true!”
For a brief moment, almost too short to believe, he sees red text flicker on Laughter's paper. In Argus' handwriting.
Why are you lying, Nathaniel?
But the words were never there. Laughter certainly didn't write them, he's just picking up his pen. In fact, he writes That sounds nice. But didn't Jack want to go to New Zealand? Perhaps if we encounter it on the way we could make a stop.
*just saying if we're already en route to the Americas, it would be easier to go and then continue around south america to Australia and surrounding countries like NZ*
*Nah, the Atlantic Ocean is almost entirely uncharted. People haven’t yet realized they can simply “go around” the globe. Good suggestion though.*
He spreads his arms and gestures to the sky. “The Americas, my friend! A grand place filled with fearsome monsters and lurking horrors — or so I’m told. Its existence was never confirmed, so I was planning on discovering it for myself. Just imagine, Laughter — a place devoid of Imperial presence, where we can relax and build a society free of their influence. It’d be a dream come true!”
For a brief moment, almost too short to believe, he sees red text flicker on Laughter's paper. In Argus' handwriting.
Why are you lying, Nathaniel?
But the words were never there. Laughter certainly didn't write them, he's just picking up his pen. In fact, he writes That sounds nice. But didn't Jack want to go to New Zealand? Perhaps if we encounter it on the way we could make a stop.
*just saying if we're already en route to the Americas, it would be easier to go and then continue around south america to Australia and surrounding countries like NZ*
*Laughter has plans. Big plans. Nothing as simple as geography is going to get in his way.*
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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.
*Yes. Geography. The layout of the world. The literal obstacles of the earth. Simple.*
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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.
Laughter nods solemnly. Come with me. I have something that might help you. But are you ready to make a sacrifice for Tily?
“Of course, she’s done so much for me,” Sylvi gets up.
”what do I need to do?”
He leads her to his bunk, where he reveals a variety of odd-looking potions. He removes his mask, revealing an eyeless, lupine skull. "It's simple. To save your friend, you must hunt with them. What is your favored prey?" His voice is deep and smooth, like dark chocolate, but it crackles and pops like an old record.
“Well… humans, I guess. People who work for the empire.” She seems a bit scared about the whole wolf skull thing.
Laughter nods solemnly. Come with me. I have something that might help you. But are you ready to make a sacrifice for Tily?
“Of course, she’s done so much for me,” Sylvi gets up.
”what do I need to do?”
He leads her to his bunk, where he reveals a variety of odd-looking potions. He removes his mask, revealing an eyeless, lupine skull. "It's simple. To save your friend, you must hunt with them. What is your favored prey?" His voice is deep and smooth, like dark chocolate, but it crackles and pops like an old record.
“(GP)ing knew it. Sorry, I’ll get out of your room now. Maybe I am more like my mom than I like to admit.”
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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
Laughter nods solemnly. Come with me. I have something that might help you. But are you ready to make a sacrifice for Tily?
“Of course, she’s done so much for me,” Sylvi gets up.
”what do I need to do?”
He leads her to his bunk, where he reveals a variety of odd-looking potions. He removes his mask, revealing an eyeless, lupine skull. "It's simple. To save your friend, you must hunt with them. What is your favored prey?" His voice is deep and smooth, like dark chocolate, but it crackles and pops like an old record.
“(GP)ing knew it. Sorry, I’ll get out of your room now. Maybe I am more like my mom than I like to admit.”
*Okay, you can't just do that. Kohirun is not omniscient or omnipotent, and I doubt Laughter wouldn't have detected her.*
He spreads his arms and gestures to the sky. “The Americas, my friend! A grand place filled with fearsome monsters and lurking horrors — or so I’m told. Its existence was never confirmed, so I was planning on discovering it for myself. Just imagine, Laughter — a place devoid of Imperial presence, where we can relax and build a society free of their influence. It’d be a dream come true!”
For a brief moment, almost too short to believe, he sees red text flicker on Laughter's paper. In Argus' handwriting.
Why are you lying, Nathaniel?
But the words were never there. Laughter certainly didn't write them, he's just picking up his pen. In fact, he writes That sounds nice. But didn't Jack want to go to New Zealand? Perhaps if we encounter it on the way we could make a stop.
*just saying if we're already en route to the Americas, it would be easier to go and then continue around south america to Australia and surrounding countries like NZ*
*Nah, the Atlantic Ocean is almost entirely uncharted. People haven’t yet realized they can simply “go around” the globe. Good suggestion though.*
*ah yes. We are all flat earthers and incredibly superstitious. Sorry, forgot we were sailors for a second lol*
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Idk I'm just a guy ig
I like Warlocks
I like guitars (coming up on my fifth year of playing!)
I want to be a musician/stay-at-home dad when I grow up
Recently obsessing over Warhammer 40k, specifically the T’au empire
Laughter nods solemnly. Come with me. I have something that might help you. But are you ready to make a sacrifice for Tily?
“Of course, she’s done so much for me,” Sylvi gets up.
”what do I need to do?”
He leads her to his bunk, where he reveals a variety of odd-looking potions. He removes his mask, revealing an eyeless, lupine skull. "It's simple. To save your friend, you must hunt with them. What is your favored prey?" His voice is deep and smooth, like dark chocolate, but it crackles and pops like an old record.
“Well… humans, I guess. People who work for the empire.” She seems a bit scared about the whole wolf skull thing.
The creature (Laughter?) nods. "I know a place where you can hunt. Take these."
He hands her several red vials.
"These will cure Tily for a short while, much like I can with my viola. Now, when you go on this hunt, you must live off the land. You must not interact with any humanoids other than your prey. When the task is complete, and the land I have found for you is purified of their ilk, you will become a Carrion Hunter. Your soul will be split with Tily, and you will both live so long as you can hunt stronger prey. Fortunately for you, the Empire is endless and relentless. All I ask in return is that you attend my wedding as a guest when it arrives."
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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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He spreads his arms and gestures to the sky. “The Americas, my friend! A grand place filled with fearsome monsters and lurking horrors — or so I’m told. Its existence was never confirmed, so I was planning on discovering it for myself. Just imagine, Laughter — a place devoid of Imperial presence, where we can relax and build a society free of their influence. It’d be a dream come true!”
Terra Lubridia archive:
The Bloody Barnacle | The Gut | The Athene Crusader | The Jewel of Atlantis
“Nothing of much importance. Thanks anyway. He’ll probably figure it out.”
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
Laughter nods solemnly. Come with me. I have something that might help you. But are you ready to make a sacrifice for Tily?
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“Of course, she’s done so much for me,” Sylvi gets up.
”what do I need to do?”
For a brief moment, almost too short to believe, he sees red text flicker on Laughter's paper. In Argus' handwriting.
Why are you lying, Nathaniel?
But the words were never there. Laughter certainly didn't write them, he's just picking up his pen. In fact, he writes
That sounds nice. But didn't Jack want to go to New Zealand? Perhaps if we encounter it on the way we could make a stop.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
The Pelican is perched with his bill open. A haunting melody sung by a smooth, manly voice much different from his own rises out of it and sings a song about love being washed away by the sea. According to the song, a sailor and a girl loved each other but the sailor was gone so long that she lost her love for him and left him for another.
Jonah Whalebait is climbing over the gunwales, dripping wet.
Cairn’s eyes widen. Henryk……
“I suppose that’ll work. The cylinders should take priority.”
Terra Lubridia archive:
The Bloody Barnacle | The Gut | The Athene Crusader | The Jewel of Atlantis
He leads her to his bunk, where he reveals a variety of odd-looking potions. He removes his mask, revealing an eyeless, lupine skull. "It's simple. To save your friend, you must hunt with them. What is your favored prey?" His voice is deep and smooth, like dark chocolate, but it crackles and pops like an old record.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*just saying if we're already en route to the Americas, it would be easier to go and then continue around south america to Australia and surrounding countries like NZ*
Idk I'm just a guy ig
I like Warlocks
I like guitars (coming up on my fifth year of playing!)
I want to be a musician/stay-at-home dad when I grow up
Recently obsessing over Warhammer 40k, specifically the T’au empire
*Nah, the Atlantic Ocean is almost entirely uncharted. People haven’t yet realized they can simply “go around” the globe. Good suggestion though.*
Terra Lubridia archive:
The Bloody Barnacle | The Gut | The Athene Crusader | The Jewel of Atlantis
*Laughter has plans. Big plans. Nothing as simple as geography is going to get in his way.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Laughter nods. If only we had an up-to-date map...
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Yes. Geography. The layout of the world. The literal obstacles of the earth. Simple.*
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.
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“Well… humans, I guess. People who work for the empire.” She seems a bit scared about the whole wolf skull thing.
“(GP)ing knew it. Sorry, I’ll get out of your room now. Maybe I am more like my mom than I like to admit.”
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
*Such things are much more fluid when you have Cylinders.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Okay, you can't just do that. Kohirun is not omniscient or omnipotent, and I doubt Laughter wouldn't have detected her.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Cairn smiles. “Our thief may have stolen my more recent maps, but I still have a few from last cycle. They should hold up.”
Terra Lubridia archive:
The Bloody Barnacle | The Gut | The Athene Crusader | The Jewel of Atlantis
*ah yes. We are all flat earthers and incredibly superstitious. Sorry, forgot we were sailors for a second lol*
Idk I'm just a guy ig
I like Warlocks
I like guitars (coming up on my fifth year of playing!)
I want to be a musician/stay-at-home dad when I grow up
Recently obsessing over Warhammer 40k, specifically the T’au empire
The creature (Laughter?) nods. "I know a place where you can hunt. Take these."
He hands her several red vials.
"These will cure Tily for a short while, much like I can with my viola. Now, when you go on this hunt, you must live off the land. You must not interact with any humanoids other than your prey. When the task is complete, and the land I have found for you is purified of their ilk, you will become a Carrion Hunter. Your soul will be split with Tily, and you will both live so long as you can hunt stronger prey. Fortunately for you, the Empire is endless and relentless. All I ask in return is that you attend my wedding as a guest when it arrives."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.