Captain Nathaniel Cairn has had a fantastic night’s sleep, and indeed a fantastic week of tropical bliss. It’s been weeks since their last tangle with some malevolent, supernatural evil, and Cairn is enjoying every second. He pulls on his flashiest hat and strides to the top deck.
He immediately notices the demons. They’re pouring from an abyssal rift in the sea, battling a few crew members. The Captain pauses and examines the scene. He notices no casualties and shrugs. It’s not his problem anymore — he has a crew for this sort of thing. Plus, it’d be a shame to get such a nice hat dirty.
The Captain hears the scratching sound and approaches it cautiously, drawing a cutlass and shielding his head. “What’s going on down there?”
A raggedy looking castaway, weighed down by bits of rusted armor and a seaweed covered winged helmet, is clinging onto the ships front by a battle axe imbedded into the wood, trying desperately not to get sucked under.
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I go by “Awe” JSYK. Drummer also named me EPIC CRIT ROLLER OF LEGEND!
“A wizard is never late, Frodo Baggins. Nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to!”
A raggedy looking castaway, weighed down by bits of rusted armor and a seaweed covered winged helmet, is clinging onto the ships front by a battle axe imbedded into the wood, trying desperately not to get sucked under.
The Captain sheathes his cutlass. “Need some help, pal?”
A raggedy looking castaway, weighed down by bits of rusted armor and a seaweed covered winged helmet, is clinging onto the ships front by a battle axe imbedded into the wood, trying desperately not to get sucked under.
The Captain sheathes his cutlass. “Need some help, pal?”
“I… yes!” he grunts, slipping further down the axe’s hilt
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I go by “Awe” JSYK. Drummer also named me EPIC CRIT ROLLER OF LEGEND!
“A wizard is never late, Frodo Baggins. Nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to!”
A raggedy looking castaway, weighed down by bits of rusted armor and a seaweed covered winged helmet, is clinging onto the ships front by a battle axe imbedded into the wood, trying desperately not to get sucked under.
The Captain sheathes his cutlass. “Need some help, pal?”
“I… yes!” he grunts, slipping further down the axe’s hilt
A raggedy looking castaway, weighed down by bits of rusted armor and a seaweed covered winged helmet, is clinging onto the ships front by a battle axe imbedded into the wood, trying desperately not to get sucked under.
The Captain sheathes his cutlass. “Need some help, pal?”
“I… yes!” he grunts, slipping further down the axe’s hilt
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.
A raggedy looking castaway, weighed down by bits of rusted armor and a seaweed covered winged helmet, is clinging onto the ships front by a battle axe imbedded into the wood, trying desperately not to get sucked under.
The Captain sheathes his cutlass. “Need some help, pal?”
“I… yes!” he grunts, slipping further down the axe’s hilt
Strength Unable to parse dice roll.
Unable to parse dice roll.
Nevermind. The Captain grabs the castaway by the arm and hoists him up.
A raggedy looking castaway, weighed down by bits of rusted armor and a seaweed covered winged helmet, is clinging onto the ships front by a battle axe imbedded into the wood, trying desperately not to get sucked under.
The Captain sheathes his cutlass. “Need some help, pal?”
“I… yes!” he grunts, slipping further down the axe’s hilt
Strength Unable to parse dice roll.
Unable to parse dice roll.
Nevermind. The Captain grabs the castaway by the arm and hoists him up.
He falls gasping on deck. “Th-thanks. Who’s the captain of this here ship?”
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I go by “Awe” JSYK. Drummer also named me EPIC CRIT ROLLER OF LEGEND!
“A wizard is never late, Frodo Baggins. Nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to!”
A raggedy looking castaway, weighed down by bits of rusted armor and a seaweed covered winged helmet, is clinging onto the ships front by a battle axe imbedded into the wood, trying desperately not to get sucked under.
The Captain sheathes his cutlass. “Need some help, pal?”
“I… yes!” he grunts, slipping further down the axe’s hilt
Strength Unable to parse dice roll.
Unable to parse dice roll.
Nevermind. The Captain grabs the castaway by the arm and hoists him up.
He falls gasping on deck. “Th-thanks. Who’s the captain of this here ship?”
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) just trying to spread a little positivity wherever I can<3 Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees (and hopefully more)
“Oh. Well, thanks for letting me aboard, I guess. This ship wouldn’t happen to be the bloody barnacle…?” he says slightly shiftily.
*don’t know how well known this ship is, so I don’t know exactly how shifty that question might be.*
A raised eyebrow. “We’ve become known, eh? It was bound to happen some time.”
“Uh, yeah. Quite a ship.” He coughs loudly. *is this still the abyss?*
*No, he’s talking to the Captain on the top deck.*
*so the barnacle itself isn’t in the abyss?*
The castaway tugs of his rusted helmet. He has sharp, rugged features, and he looks to be around 30. “Archimedes ‘Stormcompass’ Log,” he offers his dripping hand.
“Oh. Well, thanks for letting me aboard, I guess. This ship wouldn’t happen to be the bloody barnacle…?” he says slightly shiftily.
*don’t know how well known this ship is, so I don’t know exactly how shifty that question might be.*
A raised eyebrow. “We’ve become known, eh? It was bound to happen some time.”
“Uh, yeah. Quite a ship.” He coughs loudly. *is this still the abyss?*
*No, he’s talking to the Captain on the top deck.*
*so the barnacle itself isn’t in the abyss?*
*Don’t think so.*
The castaway tugs of his rusted helmet. He has sharp, rugged features, and he looks to be around 30. “Archimedes ‘Stormcompass’ Log,” he offers his dripping hand.
*okay then*
At whatever time is best, a scratching sound comes from the water near the ships front. This is still preferably in the abyss
I go by “Awe” JSYK. Drummer also named me EPIC CRIT ROLLER OF LEGEND!
“A wizard is never late, Frodo Baggins. Nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to!”
”I’m sorry Frodo. I was delayed."
If you're in the mood for murder and mayhem, go to ASSASSINATE The One Above, but WHATEVER you do, don’t go to LAST COMMENT LOSES
Captain Nathaniel Cairn has had a fantastic night’s sleep, and indeed a fantastic week of tropical bliss. It’s been weeks since their last tangle with some malevolent, supernatural evil, and Cairn is enjoying every second. He pulls on his flashiest hat and strides to the top deck.
He immediately notices the demons. They’re pouring from an abyssal rift in the sea, battling a few crew members. The Captain pauses and examines the scene. He notices no casualties and shrugs. It’s not his problem anymore — he has a crew for this sort of thing. Plus, it’d be a shame to get such a nice hat dirty.
The Captain hears the scratching sound and approaches it cautiously, drawing a cutlass and shielding his head. “What’s going on down there?”
Terra Lubridia archive:
The Bloody Barnacle | The Gut | The Athene Crusader | The Jewel of Atlantis
A raggedy looking castaway, weighed down by bits of rusted armor and a seaweed covered winged helmet, is clinging onto the ships front by a battle axe imbedded into the wood, trying desperately not to get sucked under.
I go by “Awe” JSYK. Drummer also named me EPIC CRIT ROLLER OF LEGEND!
“A wizard is never late, Frodo Baggins. Nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to!”
”I’m sorry Frodo. I was delayed."
If you're in the mood for murder and mayhem, go to ASSASSINATE The One Above, but WHATEVER you do, don’t go to LAST COMMENT LOSES
The Captain sheathes his cutlass. “Need some help, pal?”
Terra Lubridia archive:
The Bloody Barnacle | The Gut | The Athene Crusader | The Jewel of Atlantis
“I… yes!” he grunts, slipping further down the axe’s hilt
I go by “Awe” JSYK. Drummer also named me EPIC CRIT ROLLER OF LEGEND!
“A wizard is never late, Frodo Baggins. Nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to!”
”I’m sorry Frodo. I was delayed."
If you're in the mood for murder and mayhem, go to ASSASSINATE The One Above, but WHATEVER you do, don’t go to LAST COMMENT LOSES
Strength Unable to parse dice roll.
Terra Lubridia archive:
The Bloody Barnacle | The Gut | The Athene Crusader | The Jewel of Atlantis
Unable to parse dice roll.
Terra Lubridia archive:
The Bloody Barnacle | The Gut | The Athene Crusader | The Jewel of Atlantis
*Wait what’s happening in the Barnacle right now*
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
Nevermind. The Captain grabs the castaway by the arm and hoists him up.
Terra Lubridia archive:
The Bloody Barnacle | The Gut | The Athene Crusader | The Jewel of Atlantis
*Monks is running an encounter*
Terra Lubridia archive:
The Bloody Barnacle | The Gut | The Athene Crusader | The Jewel of Atlantis
He falls gasping on deck. “Th-thanks. Who’s the captain of this here ship?”
I go by “Awe” JSYK. Drummer also named me EPIC CRIT ROLLER OF LEGEND!
“A wizard is never late, Frodo Baggins. Nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to!”
”I’m sorry Frodo. I was delayed."
If you're in the mood for murder and mayhem, go to ASSASSINATE The One Above, but WHATEVER you do, don’t go to LAST COMMENT LOSES
“I am, of course! Why do ya ask?”
Terra Lubridia archive:
The Bloody Barnacle | The Gut | The Athene Crusader | The Jewel of Atlantis
*Wastrilith's turn. Keep in mind they're blinded from Angler's attack*
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, firstborn child and liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer (Drummer), the Endless Maws (Isis), the Mad Murderer (PJ), more on my extended sig
“Oh. Well, thanks for letting me aboard, I guess. This ship wouldn’t happen to be the bloody barnacle…?” he says slightly shiftily.
*don’t know how well known this ship is, so I don’t know exactly how shifty that question might be.*
I go by “Awe” JSYK. Drummer also named me EPIC CRIT ROLLER OF LEGEND!
“A wizard is never late, Frodo Baggins. Nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to!”
”I’m sorry Frodo. I was delayed."
If you're in the mood for murder and mayhem, go to ASSASSINATE The One Above, but WHATEVER you do, don’t go to LAST COMMENT LOSES
A raised eyebrow. “We’ve become known, eh? It was bound to happen some time.”
Terra Lubridia archive:
The Bloody Barnacle | The Gut | The Athene Crusader | The Jewel of Atlantis
“Uh, yeah. Quite a ship.” He coughs loudly. *is this still the abyss?*
I go by “Awe” JSYK. Drummer also named me EPIC CRIT ROLLER OF LEGEND!
“A wizard is never late, Frodo Baggins. Nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to!”
”I’m sorry Frodo. I was delayed."
If you're in the mood for murder and mayhem, go to ASSASSINATE The One Above, but WHATEVER you do, don’t go to LAST COMMENT LOSES
*hi*
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) just trying to spread a little positivity wherever I can<3
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees (and hopefully more)
*No, he’s talking to the Captain on the top deck.*
*Hey Fry!*
Terra Lubridia archive:
The Bloody Barnacle | The Gut | The Athene Crusader | The Jewel of Atlantis
*so the barnacle itself isn’t in the abyss?*
The castaway tugs of his rusted helmet. He has sharp, rugged features, and he looks to be around 30. “Archimedes ‘Stormcompass’ Log,” he offers his dripping hand.
I go by “Awe” JSYK. Drummer also named me EPIC CRIT ROLLER OF LEGEND!
“A wizard is never late, Frodo Baggins. Nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to!”
”I’m sorry Frodo. I was delayed."
If you're in the mood for murder and mayhem, go to ASSASSINATE The One Above, but WHATEVER you do, don’t go to LAST COMMENT LOSES
*Don’t think so.*
He shakes it haltingly.
Terra Lubridia archive:
The Bloody Barnacle | The Gut | The Athene Crusader | The Jewel of Atlantis