I look over the mounts and then raise my hand, "Can I use my own mount if I brought it?" The flesh on the upheld hand ripples.
Archfey looks towards Dark.
”What mount is it?”
"Whatever I want it to be." The skin begins to melt off his bones. Candle wax flesh flows from one form to another, slipping from that of a human to a horse. It springs up under him, and now Dark sits bareback upon a grey stallion, its hooves kick dust into the air and it tosses its head back. All that is left of Dark are wooden bones. He tips his hat and grins a timber, skeletal grin.
I look over the mounts and then raise my hand, "Can I use my own mount if I brought it?" The flesh on the upheld hand ripples.
Archfey looks towards Dark.
”What mount is it?”
"Whatever I want it to be." The skin begins to melt off his bones. Candle wax flesh flows from one form to another, slipping from that of a human to a horse. It springs up under him, and now Dark sits bareback upon a grey stallion, its hooves kick dust into the air and it tosses its head back. All that is left of Dark are wooden bones. He tips his hat and grins a timber, skeletal grin.
Archfey applauses him and Johnny teatime meows in amazement.
I look over the mounts and then raise my hand, "Can I use my own mount if I brought it?" The flesh on the upheld hand ripples.
Archfey looks towards Dark.
”What mount is it?”
"Whatever I want it to be." The skin begins to melt off his bones. Candle wax flesh flows from one form to another, slipping from that of a human to a horse. It springs up under him, and now Dark sits bareback upon a grey stallion, its hooves kick dust into the air and it tosses its head back. All that is left of Dark are wooden bones. He tips his hat and grins a timber, skeletal grin.
Archfey applauses him and Johnny teatime meows in amazement.
”Wonderful! Go ahead!”
"Brilliant!" His wood bone hand pats the beasts hide and they gallop off to wherever he can get the equipment.
I look over the mounts and then raise my hand, "Can I use my own mount if I brought it?" The flesh on the upheld hand ripples.
Archfey looks towards Dark.
”What mount is it?”
"Whatever I want it to be." The skin begins to melt off his bones. Candle wax flesh flows from one form to another, slipping from that of a human to a horse. It springs up under him, and now Dark sits bareback upon a grey stallion, its hooves kick dust into the air and it tosses its head back. All that is left of Dark are wooden bones. He tips his hat and grins a timber, skeletal grin.
Archfey applauses him and Johnny teatime meows in amazement.
”Wonderful! Go ahead!”
"Brilliant!" His wood bone hand pats the beasts hide and they gallop off to wherever he can get the equipment.
There’s a little outdoor sort of armory place, currently filled with leather armors and spears.
I look over the mounts and then raise my hand, "Can I use my own mount if I brought it?" The flesh on the upheld hand ripples.
Archfey looks towards Dark.
”What mount is it?”
"Whatever I want it to be." The skin begins to melt off his bones. Candle wax flesh flows from one form to another, slipping from that of a human to a horse. It springs up under him, and now Dark sits bareback upon a grey stallion, its hooves kick dust into the air and it tosses its head back. All that is left of Dark are wooden bones. He tips his hat and grins a timber, skeletal grin.
Archfey applauses him and Johnny teatime meows in amazement.
”Wonderful! Go ahead!”
"Brilliant!" His wood bone hand pats the beasts hide and they gallop off to wherever he can get the equipment.
There’s a little outdoor sort of armory place, currently filled with leather armors and spears.
"Sticks with sharp stones may break my stick bones but cow hide won't let it hurt me," I sing as I strap on leather armor and grab a spear.
T. S. Dark steps into the gardens. A top hat rests on his head and enhances his already tall appearance. Long, brown hair, twisted with curls, is pulled back in a man bun which is impaled with a yellow pencil. His nose is sharp, thin, and pointed, his smile is ever present. His thin hand carries an umbrella like a cane, its golden point taps on the ground with every step he takes. A dark, forest green coat hangs upon his body and a brown waistcoat is worn under the coat. Brown britches clothe his long, jump step, legs and his booted feet seem to be just on the edge of breaking into dance. Flitting all about him are grey bodied, sweet stolen song, mockingbirds.
”Nice castle Arch.”
"Dark I presume?"
“I’ve always thought so.” I say with a tip of my hat, which disturbs the mockingbird perching there. It flaps up with cry of a car horn. “Am I mistaken in my reckoning that you are Awe?”
"Thaaaaaat's me! Although in a somewhat... small form. Didn't want to crush the gardens or anything."
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Johnny Teatime, Archfey, and the mysterious third judge make their way onto a raised platform in the middle of the courtyard.
”Introducing, our first game! Jousting!” Archfey waves their hand, and the grassy fields magically reconstruct themselves into a jousting track. Brought out by fey servants, are a variety of mounts for the contestants to choose from:
Pegasi, Nightmares, Giant Moose, winter wolf, and a regular horse! Exciting, I know!
each contestant chooses a mount from one of these animals, and then faces off against a random opponent! They make Melee attacks against each other using Spears (just use those statistics) on a 100 foot long, 30 foot wide area that you cannot leave. You start on opposite ends of the track. First one to deal 30 damage to the opponent wins and moves on to the next opponent!
now, here are some special rules: flying mounts cannot end their turn flying, and special abilities such as a winter wolf’s ice breath takes your action to use, so you can either make a spear attack or activate an ability with your mount as an action, regardless of whether it takes an action to use or not. No spells allowed!
I believe that’s it, so choose your mounts!
A black dragonborn, named Eruund Jescorua Orobororius (EJO), holding a greataxe looks over the mounts. "I choose the nightmare."
He is also holding a Lance.
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Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
T. S. Dark steps into the gardens. A top hat rests on his head and enhances his already tall appearance. Long, brown hair, twisted with curls, is pulled back in a man bun which is impaled with a yellow pencil. His nose is sharp, thin, and pointed, his smile is ever present. His thin hand carries an umbrella like a cane, its golden point taps on the ground with every step he takes. A dark, forest green coat hangs upon his body and a brown waistcoat is worn under the coat. Brown britches clothe his long, jump step, legs and his booted feet seem to be just on the edge of breaking into dance. Flitting all about him are grey bodied, sweet stolen song, mockingbirds.
”Nice castle Arch.”
"Dark I presume?"
“I’ve always thought so.” I say with a tip of my hat, which disturbs the mockingbird perching there. It flaps up with cry of a car horn. “Am I mistaken in my reckoning that you are Awe?”
"Thaaaaaat's me! Although in a somewhat... small form. Didn't want to crush the gardens or anything."
T. S. Dark steps into the gardens. A top hat rests on his head and enhances his already tall appearance. Long, brown hair, twisted with curls, is pulled back in a man bun which is impaled with a yellow pencil. His nose is sharp, thin, and pointed, his smile is ever present. His thin hand carries an umbrella like a cane, its golden point taps on the ground with every step he takes. A dark, forest green coat hangs upon his body and a brown waistcoat is worn under the coat. Brown britches clothe his long, jump step, legs and his booted feet seem to be just on the edge of breaking into dance. Flitting all about him are grey bodied, sweet stolen song, mockingbirds.
”Nice castle Arch.”
"Dark I presume?"
“I’ve always thought so.” I say with a tip of my hat, which disturbs the mockingbird perching there. It flaps up with cry of a car horn. “Am I mistaken in my reckoning that you are Awe?”
"Thaaaaaat's me! Although in a somewhat... small form. Didn't want to crush the gardens or anything."
“I look forward to seeing you in the arena.”
A razorsharp grin
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Heyyyy! What's up? It's me, AwesomeDungeonMaster, although I go by Awe, and my Drummer given title is Epic Crit Roller of Legend! I love DRAGONS!!! This is my laptop account. Check out my cult/club, the DragonClub!You guys here on DDB are AWESOME!
A blurry grey figure with a large holdall appears. The figure stops, opens the holdall, and pulls out a pair of red aviator sunglasses. Suddenly, their form shifts into that of a man in a white tuxedo, as soon as the sunglasses are put on. 'Much better. This is gonna be a sweet party'
A blurry grey figure with a large holdall appears. The figure stops, opens the holdall, and pulls out a pair of red aviator sunglasses. Suddenly, their form shifts into that of a man in a white tuxedo, as soon as the sunglasses are put on. 'Much better. This is gonna be a sweet party'
"Howdy Dutch," a wooden skeleton riding a grey stallion approaches. He wears a top hat on his wooden skull, and a green frock coat. "It's been awhile."
The elk realizes that the jousting game is about to start, so he runs as fast as he can to the armory. As he runs, he uses his fingers to loudly whistle. A large dire wolf bounds up behind him and he hops on.
"Arch! Sorry I'm late, but don't start yet! I'll only be a minute!"
Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
A rift in space time appears, and a strange, reddish-orange blob comes out. It appears to be a large mass of various mouths and eyes, all gibbering incoherently.
"Howdy! I'm Gibby! Gibby the Gibber!
OOGLY BOOGLY SPOOGLY DOOGLY GREAT GOOGLY MOOGLY!
Hoi!!!!!!
Hi. I'm here to compete!
Asterisk! By the way, I'll likely only do the challenges that don't need character sheets, as my form I've made for myself is not a Level 10 character sheet and instead a high power statblock. Asterisk."
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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
Agate has now suited up with a shield and a spear from the armory and walks out. He hops on his wolf then readies himself at one of the charging lanes.
"Hey, Arch! We doin' this or what?"
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Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
Unfortunately, we’ll only be able to do a few challenges now: being Jousting, Riddles in the dark, and then the heist, which will be open to everyone now. If everyone is ready and on, we’ll start jousting.
Unfortunately, we’ll only be able to do a few challenges now: being Jousting, Riddles in the dark, and then the heist, which will be open to everyone now. If everyone is ready and on, we’ll start jousting.
(In my opinion, we do Jousting, Riddles in the Dark, then the Heist and the tea party. But after that as sort of an after-party thing, we do all the other things on a looser schedule.)
Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
"Whatever I want it to be." The skin begins to melt off his bones. Candle wax flesh flows from one form to another, slipping from that of a human to a horse. It springs up under him, and now Dark sits bareback upon a grey stallion, its hooves kick dust into the air and it tosses its head back. All that is left of Dark are wooden bones. He tips his hat and grins a timber, skeletal grin.
Archfey applauses him and Johnny teatime meows in amazement.
”Wonderful! Go ahead!”
"Brilliant!" His wood bone hand pats the beasts hide and they gallop off to wherever he can get the equipment.
There’s a little outdoor sort of armory place, currently filled with leather armors and spears.
"Sticks with sharp stones may break my stick bones but cow hide won't let it hurt me," I sing as I strap on leather armor and grab a spear.
"Thaaaaaat's me! Although in a somewhat... small form. Didn't want to crush the gardens or anything."
Heyyyy! What's up? It's me, AwesomeDungeonMaster, although I go by Awe, and my Drummer given title is Epic Crit Roller of Legend! I love DRAGONS!!! This is my laptop account. Check out my cult/club, the DragonClub! You guys here on DDB are AWESOME!
A black dragonborn, named Eruund Jescorua Orobororius (EJO), holding a greataxe looks over the mounts. "I choose the nightmare."
He is also holding a Lance.
Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
I like cheese.
“I look forward to seeing you in the arena.”
A razorsharp grin
Heyyyy! What's up? It's me, AwesomeDungeonMaster, although I go by Awe, and my Drummer given title is Epic Crit Roller of Legend! I love DRAGONS!!! This is my laptop account. Check out my cult/club, the DragonClub! You guys here on DDB are AWESOME!
A blurry grey figure with a large holdall appears. The figure stops, opens the holdall, and pulls out a pair of red aviator sunglasses. Suddenly, their form shifts into that of a man in a white tuxedo, as soon as the sunglasses are put on. 'Much better. This is gonna be a sweet party'
🍅 PM me the word 'tomato' 🍅 Extended Signature Musk Sucks, Quit X!
"Howdy Dutch," a wooden skeleton riding a grey stallion approaches. He wears a top hat on his wooden skull, and a green frock coat. "It's been awhile."
'Hey there!'
🍅 PM me the word 'tomato' 🍅 Extended Signature Musk Sucks, Quit X!
“Will you be participating in the games?”
The elk realizes that the jousting game is about to start, so he runs as fast as he can to the armory. As he runs, he uses his fingers to loudly whistle. A large dire wolf bounds up behind him and he hops on.
"Arch! Sorry I'm late, but don't start yet! I'll only be a minute!"
Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
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'No, sorry'
🍅 PM me the word 'tomato' 🍅 Extended Signature Musk Sucks, Quit X!
(Boinkity doinkity)
Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
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A rift in space time appears, and a strange, reddish-orange blob comes out. It appears to be a large mass of various mouths and eyes, all gibbering incoherently.
"Howdy! I'm Gibby! Gibby the Gibber!
OOGLY BOOGLY SPOOGLY DOOGLY GREAT GOOGLY MOOGLY!
Hoi!!!!!!
Hi. I'm here to compete!
Asterisk! By the way, I'll likely only do the challenges that don't need character sheets, as my form I've made for myself is not a Level 10 character sheet and instead a high power statblock. Asterisk."
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
Agate has now suited up with a shield and a spear from the armory and walks out. He hops on his wolf then readies himself at one of the charging lanes.
"Hey, Arch! We doin' this or what?"
Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
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Unfortunately, we’ll only be able to do a few challenges now: being Jousting, Riddles in the dark, and then the heist, which will be open to everyone now. If everyone is ready and on, we’ll start jousting.
(In my opinion, we do Jousting, Riddles in the Dark, then the Heist and the tea party. But after that as sort of an after-party thing, we do all the other things on a looser schedule.)
Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
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