*and now, after all of these years, I finally follow through on my promise to intro here*
A light flickers in the main room. Maniacal laughter can be heard as a being made of pure shadow seeps into the wall like a ghost. It's facial features glow a menacing red, looking like something out of a Jack-O-Lantern. The figure fully manifests on the wall in a figure like that of a ghost. It begins reading the room to see if anyone was frightened by it's appearance.
A horse with vibrant red eyes looks at it, pale, white flames flickering across it’s frame. “What are you?”
"Call me Umbris." The figure speaks out. His form juts out two arms with sharp triangle claws, and he offers a hand to shake before realization. "Oh, right. You can't shake my hand if you don't have any yourself!" He lets out a laugh.
“Make another joke like that, I dare you. Carved pumpkins…”
"Ah, anger. Not as good a feeling as grief or fear, but still quite delicious in my opinion. May I enter your mind, my good horse friend?"
“Nic’ Epona. Feel free to browse my memories, if you want. I have nothing to hide.”
His face brightens up, quite literally. "Very good. But.." He makes a 'tsk tsk' sound. "the limitations of my power often get in the way. You have to specify for me-- may I only enter this mind once until you let me in again, or am I free to enter and leave as I please?"
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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
*and now, after all of these years, I finally follow through on my promise to intro here*
A light flickers in the main room. Maniacal laughter can be heard as a being made of pure shadow seeps into the wall like a ghost. It's facial features glow a menacing red, looking like something out of a Jack-O-Lantern. The figure fully manifests on the wall in a figure like that of a ghost. It begins reading the room to see if anyone was frightened by it's appearance.
A horse with vibrant red eyes looks at it, pale, white flames flickering across it’s frame. “What are you?”
"Call me Umbris." The figure speaks out. His form juts out two arms with sharp triangle claws, and he offers a hand to shake before realization. "Oh, right. You can't shake my hand if you don't have any yourself!" He lets out a laugh.
“Make another joke like that, I dare you. Carved pumpkins…”
"Ah, anger. Not as good a feeling as grief or fear, but still quite delicious in my opinion. May I enter your mind, my good horse friend?"
“Nic’ Epona. Feel free to browse my memories, if you want. I have nothing to hide.”
His face brightens up, quite literally. "Very good. But.." He makes a 'tsk tsk' sound. "the limitations of my power often get in the way. You have to specify for me-- may I only enter this mind once until you let me in again, or am I free to enter and leave as I please?"
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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 gargoyle bartender looks up from cocktail making. “A newcomer! Welcome to Nightmare’s Claw!” it calls to Umbris. “Perhaps a drink? Fear? Panic?”
The shadow figure turns his head towards the bartender. "Hmmm. I'm afraid that those are best tasted when you get inside of someone's mind and eat it within. It loses some taste after exiting. But very well, I'll have a glass of fear." He glides over to a stool and 'sits' on it the best he can without having any legs.
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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
*and now, after all of these years, I finally follow through on my promise to intro here*
A light flickers in the main room. Maniacal laughter can be heard as a being made of pure shadow seeps into the wall like a ghost. It's facial features glow a menacing red, looking like something out of a Jack-O-Lantern. The figure fully manifests on the wall in a figure like that of a ghost. It begins reading the room to see if anyone was frightened by it's appearance.
A horse with vibrant red eyes looks at it, pale, white flames flickering across it’s frame. “What are you?”
"Call me Umbris." The figure speaks out. His form juts out two arms with sharp triangle claws, and he offers a hand to shake before realization. "Oh, right. You can't shake my hand if you don't have any yourself!" He lets out a laugh.
“Make another joke like that, I dare you. Carved pumpkins…”
"Ah, anger. Not as good a feeling as grief or fear, but still quite delicious in my opinion. May I enter your mind, my good horse friend?"
“Nic’ Epona. Feel free to browse my memories, if you want. I have nothing to hide.”
His face brightens up, quite literally. "Very good. But.." He makes a 'tsk tsk' sound. "the limitations of my power often get in the way. You have to specify for me-- may I only enter this mind once until you let me in again, or am I free to enter and leave as I please?"
*did ya miss me?*
”If your power is that limited, you don’t deserve to see my mind.”
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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
*and now, after all of these years, I finally follow through on my promise to intro here*
A light flickers in the main room. Maniacal laughter can be heard as a being made of pure shadow seeps into the wall like a ghost. It's facial features glow a menacing red, looking like something out of a Jack-O-Lantern. The figure fully manifests on the wall in a figure like that of a ghost. It begins reading the room to see if anyone was frightened by it's appearance.
A horse with vibrant red eyes looks at it, pale, white flames flickering across it’s frame. “What are you?”
"Call me Umbris." The figure speaks out. His form juts out two arms with sharp triangle claws, and he offers a hand to shake before realization. "Oh, right. You can't shake my hand if you don't have any yourself!" He lets out a laugh.
“Make another joke like that, I dare you. Carved pumpkins…”
"Ah, anger. Not as good a feeling as grief or fear, but still quite delicious in my opinion. May I enter your mind, my good horse friend?"
“Nic’ Epona. Feel free to browse my memories, if you want. I have nothing to hide.”
His face brightens up, quite literally. "Very good. But.." He makes a 'tsk tsk' sound. "the limitations of my power often get in the way. You have to specify for me-- may I only enter this mind once until you let me in again, or am I free to enter and leave as I please?"
*did ya miss me?*
”If your power is that limited, you don’t deserve to see my mind.”
He glowers disapprovingly. "Well, that's awfully rude, isn't it? Fine, I was just clarifying for future use. I'll have to stick with the default, I see." He extends a shadowy finger to the Nic' Epona's forehead, and they feel a searing pain, like someone's opening a rift in their head.
Umbris cackles. "In I go!" He vanishes. (He's now inside of their head)
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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 just realized that sounds like he's just ignoring they shut him out. He's exploiting the wording of it-- 'dont deserve to enter' isn't the same as 'not allowed to enter'.*
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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 gargoyle bartender looks up from cocktail making. “A newcomer! Welcome to Nightmare’s Claw!” it calls to Umbris. “Perhaps a drink? Fear? Panic?”
The shadow figure turns his head towards the bartender. "Hmmm. I'm afraid that those are best tasted when you get inside of someone's mind and eat it within. It loses some taste after exiting. But very well, I'll have a glass of fear." He glides over to a stool and 'sits' on it the best he can without having any legs.
The bartender pushes a Fear cocktail across. “What manor of… thing are you?”
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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!”
The gargoyle bartender looks up from cocktail making. “A newcomer! Welcome to Nightmare’s Claw!” it calls to Umbris. “Perhaps a drink? Fear? Panic?”
The shadow figure turns his head towards the bartender. "Hmmm. I'm afraid that those are best tasted when you get inside of someone's mind and eat it within. It loses some taste after exiting. But very well, I'll have a glass of fear." He glides over to a stool and 'sits' on it the best he can without having any legs.
The bartender pushes a Fear cocktail across. “What manor of… thing are you?”
"I don't know myself, to be quite frank." He laughs as he downs the glass. "Ah. Not as good as organically picked from ones head, but still refreshing."
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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 gargoyle bartender looks up from cocktail making. “A newcomer! Welcome to Nightmare’s Claw!” it calls to Umbris. “Perhaps a drink? Fear? Panic?”
The shadow figure turns his head towards the bartender. "Hmmm. I'm afraid that those are best tasted when you get inside of someone's mind and eat it within. It loses some taste after exiting. But very well, I'll have a glass of fear." He glides over to a stool and 'sits' on it the best he can without having any legs.
The bartender pushes a Fear cocktail across. “What manor of… thing are you?”
"I don't know myself, to be quite frank." He laughs as he downs the glass. "Ah. Not as good as organically picked from ones head, but still refreshing."
“What you are drinking is emotions, pure and potent, steeped from nightmares themselves. No other place in any reality can manipulate dreams like the Nightmare’s Claw.”
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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!”
*and now, after all of these years, I finally follow through on my promise to intro here*
A light flickers in the main room. Maniacal laughter can be heard as a being made of pure shadow seeps into the wall like a ghost. It's facial features glow a menacing red, looking like something out of a Jack-O-Lantern. The figure fully manifests on the wall in a figure like that of a ghost. It begins reading the room to see if anyone was frightened by it's appearance.
A horse with vibrant red eyes looks at it, pale, white flames flickering across it’s frame. “What are you?”
"Call me Umbris." The figure speaks out. His form juts out two arms with sharp triangle claws, and he offers a hand to shake before realization. "Oh, right. You can't shake my hand if you don't have any yourself!" He lets out a laugh.
“Make another joke like that, I dare you. Carved pumpkins…”
"Ah, anger. Not as good a feeling as grief or fear, but still quite delicious in my opinion. May I enter your mind, my good horse friend?"
“Nic’ Epona. Feel free to browse my memories, if you want. I have nothing to hide.”
His face brightens up, quite literally. "Very good. But.." He makes a 'tsk tsk' sound. "the limitations of my power often get in the way. You have to specify for me-- may I only enter this mind once until you let me in again, or am I free to enter and leave as I please?"
*did ya miss me?*
”If your power is that limited, you don’t deserve to see my mind.”
He glowers disapprovingly. "Well, that's awfully rude, isn't it? Fine, I was just clarifying for future use. I'll have to stick with the default, I see." He extends a shadowy finger to the Nic' Epona's forehead, and they feel a searing pain, like someone's opening a rift in their head.
Umbris cackles. "In I go!" He vanishes. (He's now inside of their head)
They find themself in a claustrophobic room made of dark stone. There is a pedestal with a sword embedded into it, along with text written in several languages including Abyssal, Celestial, Infernal and Common. It reads “Spill your blood on the Blade Of Purity to continue.”
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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 gargoyle bartender looks up from cocktail making. “A newcomer! Welcome to Nightmare’s Claw!” it calls to Umbris. “Perhaps a drink? Fear? Panic?”
The shadow figure turns his head towards the bartender. "Hmmm. I'm afraid that those are best tasted when you get inside of someone's mind and eat it within. It loses some taste after exiting. But very well, I'll have a glass of fear." He glides over to a stool and 'sits' on it the best he can without having any legs.
The bartender pushes a Fear cocktail across. “What manor of… thing are you?”
"I don't know myself, to be quite frank." He laughs as he downs the glass. "Ah. Not as good as organically picked from ones head, but still refreshing."
“What you are drinking is emotions, pure and potent, steeped from nightmares themselves. No other place in any reality can manipulate dreams like the Nightmare’s Claw.”
"Yes, I've heard all about this place. But when it's ripe for the taking, not exposed to the outside, it tastes even better. I should know myself-- my diet consists entirely of emotions such as fear, anger, grief..."
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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
*and now, after all of these years, I finally follow through on my promise to intro here*
A light flickers in the main room. Maniacal laughter can be heard as a being made of pure shadow seeps into the wall like a ghost. It's facial features glow a menacing red, looking like something out of a Jack-O-Lantern. The figure fully manifests on the wall in a figure like that of a ghost. It begins reading the room to see if anyone was frightened by it's appearance.
A horse with vibrant red eyes looks at it, pale, white flames flickering across it’s frame. “What are you?”
"Call me Umbris." The figure speaks out. His form juts out two arms with sharp triangle claws, and he offers a hand to shake before realization. "Oh, right. You can't shake my hand if you don't have any yourself!" He lets out a laugh.
“Make another joke like that, I dare you. Carved pumpkins…”
"Ah, anger. Not as good a feeling as grief or fear, but still quite delicious in my opinion. May I enter your mind, my good horse friend?"
“Nic’ Epona. Feel free to browse my memories, if you want. I have nothing to hide.”
His face brightens up, quite literally. "Very good. But.." He makes a 'tsk tsk' sound. "the limitations of my power often get in the way. You have to specify for me-- may I only enter this mind once until you let me in again, or am I free to enter and leave as I please?"
*did ya miss me?*
”If your power is that limited, you don’t deserve to see my mind.”
He glowers disapprovingly. "Well, that's awfully rude, isn't it? Fine, I was just clarifying for future use. I'll have to stick with the default, I see." He extends a shadowy finger to the Nic' Epona's forehead, and they feel a searing pain, like someone's opening a rift in their head.
Umbris cackles. "In I go!" He vanishes. (He's now inside of their head)
They find themself in a claustrophobic room made of dark stone. There is a pedestal with a sword embedded into it, along with text written in several languages including Abyssal, Celestial, Infernal and Common. It reads “Spill your blood on the Blade Of Purity to continue.”
"Well, this is quite a roadblock, isn't it? I don't have any blood to spill." Umbris examines the pedestal, attempting to think of a solution.
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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
*and now, after all of these years, I finally follow through on my promise to intro here*
A light flickers in the main room. Maniacal laughter can be heard as a being made of pure shadow seeps into the wall like a ghost. It's facial features glow a menacing red, looking like something out of a Jack-O-Lantern. The figure fully manifests on the wall in a figure like that of a ghost. It begins reading the room to see if anyone was frightened by it's appearance.
A horse with vibrant red eyes looks at it, pale, white flames flickering across it’s frame. “What are you?”
"Call me Umbris." The figure speaks out. His form juts out two arms with sharp triangle claws, and he offers a hand to shake before realization. "Oh, right. You can't shake my hand if you don't have any yourself!" He lets out a laugh.
“Make another joke like that, I dare you. Carved pumpkins…”
"Ah, anger. Not as good a feeling as grief or fear, but still quite delicious in my opinion. May I enter your mind, my good horse friend?"
“Nic’ Epona. Feel free to browse my memories, if you want. I have nothing to hide.”
His face brightens up, quite literally. "Very good. But.." He makes a 'tsk tsk' sound. "the limitations of my power often get in the way. You have to specify for me-- may I only enter this mind once until you let me in again, or am I free to enter and leave as I please?"
*did ya miss me?*
”If your power is that limited, you don’t deserve to see my mind.”
He glowers disapprovingly. "Well, that's awfully rude, isn't it? Fine, I was just clarifying for future use. I'll have to stick with the default, I see." He extends a shadowy finger to the Nic' Epona's forehead, and they feel a searing pain, like someone's opening a rift in their head.
Umbris cackles. "In I go!" He vanishes. (He's now inside of their head)
They find themself in a claustrophobic room made of dark stone. There is a pedestal with a sword embedded into it, along with text written in several languages including Abyssal, Celestial, Infernal and Common. It reads “Spill your blood on the Blade Of Purity to continue.”
"Well, this is quite a roadblock, isn't it? I don't have any blood to spill." Umbris examines the pedestal, attempting to think of a solution.
*idk investigation check*
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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
*and now, after all of these years, I finally follow through on my promise to intro here*
A light flickers in the main room. Maniacal laughter can be heard as a being made of pure shadow seeps into the wall like a ghost. It's facial features glow a menacing red, looking like something out of a Jack-O-Lantern. The figure fully manifests on the wall in a figure like that of a ghost. It begins reading the room to see if anyone was frightened by it's appearance.
A horse with vibrant red eyes looks at it, pale, white flames flickering across it’s frame. “What are you?”
"Call me Umbris." The figure speaks out. His form juts out two arms with sharp triangle claws, and he offers a hand to shake before realization. "Oh, right. You can't shake my hand if you don't have any yourself!" He lets out a laugh.
“Make another joke like that, I dare you. Carved pumpkins…”
"Ah, anger. Not as good a feeling as grief or fear, but still quite delicious in my opinion. May I enter your mind, my good horse friend?"
“Nic’ Epona. Feel free to browse my memories, if you want. I have nothing to hide.”
His face brightens up, quite literally. "Very good. But.." He makes a 'tsk tsk' sound. "the limitations of my power often get in the way. You have to specify for me-- may I only enter this mind once until you let me in again, or am I free to enter and leave as I please?"
*did ya miss me?*
”If your power is that limited, you don’t deserve to see my mind.”
He glowers disapprovingly. "Well, that's awfully rude, isn't it? Fine, I was just clarifying for future use. I'll have to stick with the default, I see." He extends a shadowy finger to the Nic' Epona's forehead, and they feel a searing pain, like someone's opening a rift in their head.
Umbris cackles. "In I go!" He vanishes. (He's now inside of their head)
They find themself in a claustrophobic room made of dark stone. There is a pedestal with a sword embedded into it, along with text written in several languages including Abyssal, Celestial, Infernal and Common. It reads “Spill your blood on the Blade Of Purity to continue.”
"Well, this is quite a roadblock, isn't it? I don't have any blood to spill." Umbris examines the pedestal, attempting to think of a solution.
*idk investigation check*
*Haven't made stats for him so gonna do a base modifier of +2*
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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 gargoyle bartender looks up from cocktail making. “A newcomer! Welcome to Nightmare’s Claw!” it calls to Umbris. “Perhaps a drink? Fear? Panic?”
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
*gtg*
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
His face brightens up, quite literally. "Very good. But.." He makes a 'tsk tsk' sound. "the limitations of my power often get in the way. You have to specify for me-- may I only enter this mind once until you let me in again, or am I free to enter and leave as I please?"
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
His face brightens up, quite literally. "Very good. But.." He makes a 'tsk tsk' sound. "the limitations of my power often get in the way. You have to specify for me-- may I only enter this mind once until you let me in again, or am I free to enter and leave as I please?"
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
The shadow figure turns his head towards the bartender. "Hmmm. I'm afraid that those are best tasted when you get inside of someone's mind and eat it within. It loses some taste after exiting. But very well, I'll have a glass of fear." He glides over to a stool and 'sits' on it the best he can without having any legs.
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
*did ya miss me?*
”If your power is that limited, you don’t deserve to see my mind.”
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
He glowers disapprovingly. "Well, that's awfully rude, isn't it? Fine, I was just clarifying for future use. I'll have to stick with the default, I see." He extends a shadowy finger to the Nic' Epona's forehead, and they feel a searing pain, like someone's opening a rift in their head.
Umbris cackles. "In I go!" He vanishes. (He's now inside of their head)
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
*I just realized that sounds like he's just ignoring they shut him out. He's exploiting the wording of it-- 'dont deserve to enter' isn't the same as 'not allowed to enter'.*
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
Uncle Pastel is hanging around outside, building a fort out of chocolate bars.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
The bartender pushes a Fear cocktail across. “What manor of… thing are you?”
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 don't know myself, to be quite frank." He laughs as he downs the glass. "Ah. Not as good as organically picked from ones head, but still refreshing."
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
“What you are drinking is emotions, pure and potent, steeped from nightmares themselves. No other place in any reality can manipulate dreams like the Nightmare’s Claw.”
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
They find themself in a claustrophobic room made of dark stone. There is a pedestal with a sword embedded into it, along with text written in several languages including Abyssal, Celestial, Infernal and Common. It reads “Spill your blood on the Blade Of Purity to continue.”
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
"Yes, I've heard all about this place. But when it's ripe for the taking, not exposed to the outside, it tastes even better. I should know myself-- my diet consists entirely of emotions such as fear, anger, grief..."
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
"Well, this is quite a roadblock, isn't it? I don't have any blood to spill." Umbris examines the pedestal, attempting to think of a solution.
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
*idk investigation check*
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
*Haven't made stats for him so gonna do a base modifier of +2*
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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
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
*sighs*
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
*quote cut*
The sword shines in the nonexistent light, and you have no idea what to do.
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
He gets a bit frustrated. "Just open up your mind already! I DESPISE extra gateways!" He pulls at the sword with anger, unsure of what to do.
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