Slick is laying down in front of what can best be described as an extravagant building, compare to his shack it wouldn't be wrong to assume someone else made it. Everythings is polished and clean, it even has a shall storage unit.
James is seeing if Damian changed the lock on his door.
*did he touch the door?*
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O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
Slick is laying down in front of what can best be described as an extravagant building, compare to his shack it wouldn't be wrong to assume someone else made it. Everythings is polished and clean, it even has a shall storage unit.
James is seeing if Damian changed the lock on his door.
*did he touch the door?*
*YES!*
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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.
Slick is laying down in front of what can best be described as an extravagant building, compare to his shack it wouldn't be wrong to assume someone else made it. Everythings is polished and clean, it even has a shall storage unit.
James is seeing if Damian changed the lock on his door.
*did he touch the door?*
*YES!*
*then he takes 19 lighting damage*
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O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
Slick is laying down in front of what can best be described as an extravagant building, compare to his shack it wouldn't be wrong to assume someone else made it. Everythings is polished and clean, it even has a shall storage unit.
James is seeing if Damian changed the lock on his door.
*did he touch the door?*
*YES!*
*then he takes 19 lighting damage*
James jumps back, He takes Slick's silence stone (Which he stole earlier.) and uses it before casting Knock on the door and opening it with the sole of his shoe.
Slick is laying down in front of what can best be described as an extravagant building, compare to his shack it wouldn't be wrong to assume someone else made it. Everythings is polished and clean, it even has a shall storage unit.
James is seeing if Damian changed the lock on his door.
Slick is laying down in front of what can best be described as an extravagant building, compare to his shack it wouldn't be wrong to assume someone else made it. Everythings is polished and clean, it even has a shall storage unit.
James is seeing if Damian changed the lock on his door.
*did he touch the door?*
*YES!*
*then he takes 19 lighting damage*
James jumps back, He takes Slick's silence stone (Which he stole earlier.) and uses it before casting Knock on the door and opening it with the sole of his shoe.
*make a wis save*
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O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
Slick is laying down in front of what can best be described as an extravagant building, compare to his shack it wouldn't be wrong to assume someone else made it. Everythings is polished and clean, it even has a shall storage unit.
James is seeing if Damian changed the lock on his door.
Slick is laying down in front of what can best be described as an extravagant building, compare to his shack it wouldn't be wrong to assume someone else made it. Everythings is polished and clean, it even has a shall storage unit.
James is seeing if Damian changed the lock on his door.
*did he touch the door?*
*YES!*
*then he takes 19 lighting damage*
James jumps back, He takes Slick's silence stone (Which he stole earlier.) and uses it before casting Knock on the door and opening it with the sole of his shoe.
*make a wis save*
Wis:15
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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.
Slick is laying down in front of what can best be described as an extravagant building, compare to his shack it wouldn't be wrong to assume someone else made it. Everythings is polished and clean, it even has a shall storage unit.
James is seeing if Damian changed the lock on his door.
Slick is laying down in front of what can best be described as an extravagant building, compare to his shack it wouldn't be wrong to assume someone else made it. Everythings is polished and clean, it even has a shall storage unit.
James is seeing if Damian changed the lock on his door.
*did he touch the door?*
*YES!*
*then he takes 19 lighting damage*
James jumps back, He takes Slick's silence stone (Which he stole earlier.) and uses it before casting Knock on the door and opening it with the sole of his shoe.
*make a wis save*
Wis:20
*curses*
he gets through just fine and sees a note on the floor
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O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
he gets through just fine and sees a note on the floor
He takes his explosives out of his pockets and reads the note.
it reads dear James, if you are reading this, I advise you leave my office immediately or suffer the consequences. for I am not responsible for any harm or fatality that may come to you. by ignoring this message, you take sole responsibility for your possible untimely end. - Damian Adhúil
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O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
he gets through just fine and sees a note on the floor
He takes his explosives out of his pockets and reads the note.
it reads dear James, if you are reading this, I advise you leave my office immediately or suffer the consequences. for I am not responsible for any harm or fatality that may come to you. by ignoring this message, you take sole responsibility for your possible untimely end. - Damian Adhúil
James puts down his explosive and grabs a pen. Writing back Thank you for informing me of the risks, regardless I do not regret my previous action, nor my current ones. He then places the bombs, sets them, and leaves the room.
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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.
he gets through just fine and sees a note on the floor
He takes his explosives out of his pockets and reads the note.
it reads dear James, if you are reading this, I advise you leave my office immediately or suffer the consequences. for I am not responsible for any harm or fatality that may come to you. by ignoring this message, you take sole responsibility for your possible untimely end. - Damian Adhúil
James puts down his explosive and grabs a pen. Writing back Thank you for informing me of the risks, regardless I do not regret my previous action, nor my current ones. He then places the bombs, sets them, and leaves the room.
*Another wis save*
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O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
Adriel is currently walking around with his cards shuffling and not paying attention to where he goes.
The Pink Haired fella is currently looking at a group of Mushrooms he had found.
Deep within the surrounding forest of the School, there it layed dormant. It was here since the beginning and it would be here long after the end, driven back it lived alone and afraid. Driven from its home, all it would be able to do is pray. It sat there waiting and sleeping, praying and eating, until finally it decided to let loose a noise.
A Strange song seems to come from the forest of Vanderbilt...
he gets through just fine and sees a note on the floor
He takes his explosives out of his pockets and reads the note.
it reads dear James, if you are reading this, I advise you leave my office immediately or suffer the consequences. for I am not responsible for any harm or fatality that may come to you. by ignoring this message, you take sole responsibility for your possible untimely end. - Damian Adhúil
James puts down his explosive and grabs a pen. Writing back Thank you for informing me of the risks, regardless I do not regret my previous action, nor my current ones. He then places the bombs, sets them, and leaves the room.
*Another wis save*
Wis:11
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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.
“Sure.” She puts scrabble away and heads towards the door
He gets the door for her then heads to the willow.
She bows her head in thanks then starts running towards the willow, using her telekinesis to form loose rocks into stairs so she could reach the top of the willow.
A couple blobs of water also appear that Rico steps on. They float him up to the willow, except he hits his head pretty hard on a branch and falls next to her. “…Owwww…”
“You okay?”
“I think so.” He sits up straight.
“Erm…do you need ice or something?”
*I know you’re not here anymore buut*
”I’m fine, don’t worry about it.” He pushes aside some of the willow’s leave things so he can see into the field.
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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 gets through just fine and sees a note on the floor
He takes his explosives out of his pockets and reads the note.
it reads dear James, if you are reading this, I advise you leave my office immediately or suffer the consequences. for I am not responsible for any harm or fatality that may come to you. by ignoring this message, you take sole responsibility for your possible untimely end. - Damian Adhúil
James puts down his explosive and grabs a pen. Writing back Thank you for informing me of the risks, regardless I do not regret my previous action, nor my current ones. He then places the bombs, sets them, and leaves the room.
*Another wis save*
Wis:20
this time he freezes in place. unable to move
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O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
Adriel is currently walking around with his cards shuffling and not paying attention to where he goes.
The Pink Haired fella is currently looking at a group of Mushrooms he had found.
Deep within the surrounding forest of the School, there it layed dormant. It was here since the beginning and it would be here long after the end, driven back it lived alone and afraid. Driven from its home, all it would be able to do is pray. It sat there waiting and sleeping, praying and eating, until finally it decided to let loose a noise.
A Strange song seems to come from the forest of Vanderbilt...
cyrus heads towards the songs seeming origin
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O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
Isan is standing by the front of the academy, wearing ceremonial robes much different from his usual outfit. Gaitis has had her fur washed and parted, but is immediately getting dirty playing in a nearby flower bed.
Adriel is currently walking around with his cards shuffling and not paying attention to where he goes.
The Pink Haired fella is currently looking at a group of Mushrooms he had found.
Deep within the surrounding forest of the School, there it layed dormant. It was here since the beginning and it would be here long after the end, driven back it lived alone and afraid. Driven from its home, all it would be able to do is pray. It sat there waiting and sleeping, praying and eating, until finally it decided to let loose a noise.
A Strange song seems to come from the forest of Vanderbilt...
cyrus heads towards the songs seeming origin
The song seems to lead you to the edge of the campus, beyond is a Forest. The singing seems to come from there.
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Life's amusing and it knows
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*gtg sry guys*
Sel
They/he
Reading, dnd, theatre, art (Irunwithskissors)
Tossing and turning
The sun’s in the sky
It’s five am, I can’t close my eyes
*did he touch the door?*
O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
-Excerpt, Prayer for loving sorrow
*YES!*
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
*then he takes 19 lighting damage*
O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
-Excerpt, Prayer for loving sorrow
James jumps back, He takes Slick's silence stone (Which he stole earlier.) and uses it before casting Knock on the door and opening it with the sole of his shoe.
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
*make a wis save*
O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
-Excerpt, Prayer for loving sorrow
Wis:15
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
*curses*
he gets through just fine and sees a note on the floor
O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
-Excerpt, Prayer for loving sorrow
He takes his explosives out of his pockets and reads the note.
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
it reads dear James, if you are reading this, I advise you leave my office immediately or suffer the consequences. for I am not responsible for any harm or fatality that may come to you. by ignoring this message, you take sole responsibility for your possible untimely end. - Damian Adhúil
O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
-Excerpt, Prayer for loving sorrow
James puts down his explosive and grabs a pen. Writing back Thank you for informing me of the risks, regardless I do not regret my previous action, nor my current ones. He then places the bombs, sets them, and leaves the room.
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
*Another wis save*
O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
-Excerpt, Prayer for loving sorrow
Adriel is currently walking around with his cards shuffling and not paying attention to where he goes.
The Pink Haired fella is currently looking at a group of Mushrooms he had found.
Deep within the surrounding forest of the School, there it layed dormant. It was here since the beginning and it would be here long after the end, driven back it lived alone and afraid. Driven from its home, all it would be able to do is pray. It sat there waiting and sleeping, praying and eating, until finally it decided to let loose a noise.
A Strange song seems to come from the forest of Vanderbilt...
Life's amusing and it knows
Wis:11
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
*I know you’re not here anymore buut*
”I’m fine, don’t worry about it.” He pushes aside some of the willow’s leave things so he can see into the field.
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
this time he freezes in place. unable to move
O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
-Excerpt, Prayer for loving sorrow
*are we allowed magic items?*
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
cyrus heads towards the songs seeming origin
O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
-Excerpt, Prayer for loving sorrow
Isan is standing by the front of the academy, wearing ceremonial robes much different from his usual outfit. Gaitis has had her fur washed and parted, but is immediately getting dirty playing in a nearby flower bed.
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
The song seems to lead you to the edge of the campus, beyond is a Forest. The singing seems to come from there.
Life's amusing and it knows