*Yeah. The Survival check is the most important one here. I think you could probably skip Athletics and Nature, and possibly Perception as well. But regardless, he probably found at least a seal.*
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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.
*Yeah. The Survival check is the most important one here. I think you could probably skip Athletics and Nature, and possibly Perception as well. But regardless, he probably found at least a seal.*
*Well in the equivalent of a frozen wasteland at least that's something but I'ma give it one more go.*
Kare doesn't give up Damage 21
Survival check 12
Perception check12
Constitution check 22
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What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Kare comes back with the second seal he found. He walks in a places it on the ground next to the chef. He is shivering a bit.
The chef already has a warm blanket prepared for Kare. "This will do." His one blue eye seems unimpressed. With what looks like a single swing of his knife, he reduces the seal to chunks.
He begins to set out some materials for making seal nuggets, with dried and crumbled fish fins in place of breadcrumbs.
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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.
Walking into the tavern is a boy with aviator gear, he shivers "i-its f-f-f-freezing. Brrrrrr... A-a-anybody g-g-got a b-b-blanket?"
"Yeah, it's freezing. What else is new?" A man calls out near the boy. A snow golem walks over. "Welcome to the Messy--"
"Get him a blanket." The man interrupts the golem, which nods and walks off. When they return, they are carrying a blanket made of some unknown creature's fur, which they drape around the boy.
Walking into the tavern is a boy with aviator gear, he shivers "i-its f-f-f-freezing. Brrrrrr... A-a-anybody g-g-got a b-b-blanket?"
"Yeah, it's freezing. What else is new?" A man calls out near the boy. A snow golem walks over. "Welcome to the Messy--"
"Get him a blanket." The man interrupts the golem, which nods and walks off. When they return, they are carrying a blanket made of some unknown creature's fur, which they drape around the boy.
He walks over to the bar shivering still "th-th-thanks... A-a-any w-warm r-r-r-rooms?"
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"When at first you don't succeed. Try and try again" Story of my life.
Nicknamed 'doppleganger' by AnnoyedCecealia. given title: that guy! by drummer. lol XD
wishing to live. whispering wind. falling through sky. knowing i died. falling. dying... slowly......
Walking into the tavern is a boy with aviator gear, he shivers "i-its f-f-f-freezing. Brrrrrr... A-a-anybody g-g-got a b-b-blanket?"
"Yeah, it's freezing. What else is new?" A man calls out near the boy. A snow golem walks over. "Welcome to the Messy--"
"Get him a blanket." The man interrupts the golem, which nods and walks off. When they return, they are carrying a blanket made of some unknown creature's fur, which they drape around the boy.
He walks over to the bar shivering still "th-th-thanks... A-a-any w-warm r-r-r-rooms?"
"Right this way. (He guides the boy) You got any money on you?"
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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
“Please . . . Hort is in trouble. Is there an a-animal doctor around here?”
The quaggoth’s voice is soft and his accent broken. He paces back and forth in front of his slumped friend with nothing but concern in his murky eyes.
"An animal doctor?" The man thinks to himself. "Yeah, we have some Natura in here. They're good with animals, so they might be able to help your friend here."
Lee stands up from his table. “I am an elite Natura, allow me to see your beast.”
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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.
The snows were worse last night. Worse, always worse. Seems as if each day is colder than the last, if indeed there were any difference between day and night.
Stumbling through the snow, battered by fearsome winds and a shower of bitter hail, a massive shape stumbles to the door. It’s a wooly mammoth, and not a healthy one — its skin is covered in a bizarre fungus that glows faintly in the dim radiance of twilight. Atop the creature is a humanoid covered in white fur that merges effortlessly with the snow.
The quaggoth grabs Lee by the arm and rushes him to Hort.
The snows were worse last night. Worse, always worse. Seems as if each day is colder than the last, if indeed there were any difference between day and night.
Stumbling through the snow, battered by fearsome winds and a shower of bitter hail, a massive shape stumbles to the door. It’s a wooly mammoth, and not a healthy one — its skin is covered in a bizarre fungus that glows faintly in the dim radiance of twilight. Atop the creature is a humanoid covered in white fur that merges effortlessly with the snow.
The quaggoth grabs Lee by the arm and rushes him to Hort.
*This was Lee’s intro*
Several miles in the distance of the Inn, where the snow is still thick, something approaches the Inn at a rapid speed. The customers check with scopes to see the strange thing, and they see a massive amount of snow and ice shreds being picked up by a massive a massive quadrupedal creature. It looks to be some sort of lizard, crawling low to the ground with steps that rumble the earth. Its face contorts into a point that looks to be used to dig through the snow, its tail stretches several hundred feet. On closer inspection, there is a humanoid on the creatures back. The person is dressed in traditional Natura dress, with heavy gauntlets and robes that cover their silhouette. Their eyes are covered with heavy snow goggles that are caked with frost. They’re wearing spiked boots that dig into the armor of the large lizard. They are using their boots and a system of grapples to expertly ride the creature like a mount. They slowly stand up to their full height on the creature and yank hard on the front grapple hook.
As the Natura pull on the front hook, the creature rests upwards and leaps into the air several hundred feet, it’s legs tuck into it’s body and it dives deep under the layer of snow and earth. After about a minute, it emerges from the ground, rumbling the tavern. The Natura on its back pulls all of the hooks inwards and the creature skids to a stop, sliding on the more thawed ground near the tavern and stopping about 200 feet next to the tavern. The creatures roars and groans. The Natura on it’s back unhooks from it and turns to the tavern, his robes flowing in the wind.
Lee inspects the mammoth. Medicine (With advantage when treating an animal): 920
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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.
The door to the tavern swings open, a draft of cold air filling the room for half a second. When it closes, a hooded figure is standing there, shockingly tall and who's head almost scrapes the ceiling. They don't appear to be extremely muscled, however that's an observation that's difficult to confirm, given their cloak keeps their entire form hidden.
They walk towards the bar, a weird limp in their step that seems to be from a wound, but, once again, that is only speculation. When they reach the bar table they lean across and whisper, "Something fiery, please."
Their voice is a hiss, it sounds -- raspy, like sandpaper on rock. For the briefest of moments, something thin and purple flicks from their hood, but it's gone too soon and you're left wondering if it was just a trick of the light.
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(he/him)
I confess it's a shame, When you livin' in a city that's the size of a box and nobody knows yo' name
The door to the tavern swings open, a draft of cold air filling the room for half a second. When it closes, a hooded figure is standing there, shockingly tall and who's head almost scrapes the ceiling. They don't appear to be extremely muscled, however that's an observation that's difficult to confirm, given their cloak keeps their entire form hidden.
They walk towards the bar, a weird limp in their step that seems to be from a wound, but, once again, that is only speculation. When they reach the bar table they lean across and whisper, "Something fiery, please."
Their voice is a hiss, it sounds -- raspy, like sandpaper on rock. For the briefest of moments, something thin and purple flicks from their hood, but it's gone too soon and you're left wondering if it was just a trick of the light.
Calorn looks perplexed by the figure, but he calmly says, "Fire? I can't exactly make a firey drink when the world is freezing over. But I'll give you something at least lukewarm." He begins heating up a drink the best he can.
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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'd say that's a small seal, if any at all. The 6 and 7 are brutal here.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Kare doesn't find a seal but continues searching. Damage 28
Athletics check 18
Survival check 12
Perception check10
Nature check7
Constitution check 8
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
*That's a higher average but still not good*
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
*Yeah. The Survival check is the most important one here. I think you could probably skip Athletics and Nature, and possibly Perception as well. But regardless, he probably found at least a seal.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Well in the equivalent of a frozen wasteland at least that's something but I'ma give it one more go.*
Kare doesn't give up Damage 21
Survival check 12
Perception check12
Constitution check 22
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
Kare comes back with the second seal he found. He walks in a places it on the ground next to the chef. He is shivering a bit.
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
The chef already has a warm blanket prepared for Kare. "This will do." His one blue eye seems unimpressed. With what looks like a single swing of his knife, he reduces the seal to chunks.
He begins to set out some materials for making seal nuggets, with dried and crumbled fish fins in place of breadcrumbs.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Gtg*
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
Walking into the tavern is a boy with aviator gear, he shivers "i-its f-f-f-freezing. Brrrrrr... A-a-anybody g-g-got a b-b-blanket?"
"When at first you don't succeed. Try and try again" Story of my life.
Nicknamed 'doppleganger' by AnnoyedCecealia. given title: that guy! by drummer. lol XD
wishing to live.
whispering wind.
falling through sky.
knowing i died.
falling.
dying...
slowly......
"Yeah, it's freezing. What else is new?" A man calls out near the boy. A snow golem walks over. "Welcome to the Messy--"
"Get him a blanket." The man interrupts the golem, which nods and walks off. When they return, they are carrying a blanket made of some unknown creature's fur, which they drape around the boy.
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
*morning*
The snow golems are serving food and taking orders, and Calorn is busy marking items on the menu as currently unavailable.
Besint is preparing to go on one of his weekly expeditions to get food for the tavern. Anyone who wants to come along is able to.
A Colonu is calmly walking over to the Messy Mammoth.
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
He walks over to the bar shivering still "th-th-thanks... A-a-any w-warm r-r-r-rooms?"
"When at first you don't succeed. Try and try again" Story of my life.
Nicknamed 'doppleganger' by AnnoyedCecealia. given title: that guy! by drummer. lol XD
wishing to live.
whispering wind.
falling through sky.
knowing i died.
falling.
dying...
slowly......
"Right this way. (He guides the boy) You got any money on you?"
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, seems like this thread is starting to die, so just gonna...
Boink*
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
“Find one . . . p-please . . .”
Terra Lubridia archive:
The Bloody Barnacle | The Gut | The Athene Crusader | The Jewel of Atlantis
*I’ll hop back in here, a beast is in need*
Lee stands up from his table. “I am an elite Natura, allow me to see your beast.”
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 quaggoth grabs Lee by the arm and rushes him to Hort.
Terra Lubridia archive:
The Bloody Barnacle | The Gut | The Athene Crusader | The Jewel of Atlantis
*This was Lee’s intro*
Several miles in the distance of the Inn, where the snow is still thick, something approaches the Inn at a rapid speed. The customers check with scopes to see the strange thing, and they see a massive amount of snow and ice shreds being picked up by a massive a massive quadrupedal creature. It looks to be some sort of lizard, crawling low to the ground with steps that rumble the earth. Its face contorts into a point that looks to be used to dig through the snow, its tail stretches several hundred feet. On closer inspection, there is a humanoid on the creatures back. The person is dressed in traditional Natura dress, with heavy gauntlets and robes that cover their silhouette. Their eyes are covered with heavy snow goggles that are caked with frost. They’re wearing spiked boots that dig into the armor of the large lizard. They are using their boots and a system of grapples to expertly ride the creature like a mount. They slowly stand up to their full height on the creature and yank hard on the front grapple hook.
As the Natura pull on the front hook, the creature rests upwards and leaps into the air several hundred feet, it’s legs tuck into it’s body and it dives deep under the layer of snow and earth. After about a minute, it emerges from the ground, rumbling the tavern. The Natura on its back pulls all of the hooks inwards and the creature skids to a stop, sliding on the more thawed ground near the tavern and stopping about 200 feet next to the tavern. The creatures roars and groans. The Natura on it’s back unhooks from it and turns to the tavern, his robes flowing in the wind.
Lee inspects the mammoth. Medicine (With advantage when treating an animal): 9 20
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
*brrr*
The door to the tavern swings open, a draft of cold air filling the room for half a second. When it closes, a hooded figure is standing there, shockingly tall and who's head almost scrapes the ceiling. They don't appear to be extremely muscled, however that's an observation that's difficult to confirm, given their cloak keeps their entire form hidden.
They walk towards the bar, a weird limp in their step that seems to be from a wound, but, once again, that is only speculation. When they reach the bar table they lean across and whisper, "Something fiery, please."
Their voice is a hiss, it sounds -- raspy, like sandpaper on rock. For the briefest of moments, something thin and purple flicks from their hood, but it's gone too soon and you're left wondering if it was just a trick of the light.
(he/him)
I confess it's a shame, When you livin' in a city that's the size of a box and nobody knows yo' name
-"I Wish" Skee-Lo (literally the best song ever)
Nickname: Elliot the Old (IM NOT THAT OLD VITUS-)
Calorn looks perplexed by the figure, but he calmly says, "Fire? I can't exactly make a firey drink when the world is freezing over. But I'll give you something at least lukewarm." He begins heating up a drink the best he can.
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