Jollini comes below deck to find Ricardo, Parmen and the tied up Lloyd. He grins and says ‘Well done gang, looks like you found and dealt with the user!’ He then presents a large glass jar, usually meant for pickling food over long voyages, filled with Beetles, all twitching on top of each other. He says ‘Me and the rest of the crew killed off the rest of them, and I swept the big clouds into this jar, so they won’t be an issue anymore even though he’s restrained. He then looks around at the under deck and says ‘Looks likes there’s not too much damage at all, but we’ll need to stop off to recover our supplies, fix anything else broken and get rid off all this water, and the stowaway.’ He clicks his fingers and says ‘We’ll sail to the southernmost Japanese islands and stop off at Okinawa, since that’s the biggest port town there. After that we’ll continue on course past China. Parmen, you keep an eye on this guy, and Ricardo, set our course over there.’
Ricardo nods silently, grabs his trident, and goes to the wheel. He sets their course and checks the weather around them to see if there will be any problems close by. He's just going to be steering the boat for a while and trying to calm himself back down. *Just to clarify he doesn't get mad any time someone attacks his ship, stuff like cannonballs are fair play but if someone goes onto his ship and begins to choose not to attack the crew and instead the ship, that's personal.*
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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.
Emend walks up with Big Shot, which is now 3d6 damage. "Uh, should I just keep this charging up at the ready or...?"
Parmen sighs. “Maybe. I’ve been trying to get something, anything, out of this pendejo-” he gestures to the tied-up stowaway “-about Whitesnake’s Treasure, because I KNOW he’s a pirate. I’ve done everything I can think of, but it’s not working. Do you think you can make him talk?”
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Emend walks up with Big Shot, which is now 3d6 damage. "Uh, should I just keep this charging up at the ready or...?"
Parmen sighs. “Maybe. I’ve been trying to get something, anything, out of this pendejo-” he gestures to the tied-up stowaway “-about Whitesnake’s Treasure, because I KNOW he’s a pirate. I’ve done everything I can think of, but it’s not working. Do you think you can make him talk?”
"I can try."
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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
Emend walks up with Big Shot, which is now 3d6 damage. "Uh, should I just keep this charging up at the ready or...?"
Parmen sighs. “Maybe. I’ve been trying to get something, anything, out of this pendejo-” he gestures to the tied-up stowaway “-about Whitesnake’s Treasure, because I KNOW he’s a pirate. I’ve done everything I can think of, but it’s not working. Do you think you can make him talk?”
"I can try."
“Alright.” Parmen stands up and steps aside. The chair faces the bound Lloyd Fly, who seems to be either ignoring everything or asleep, his head down and breathing slow.
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Jollini doesn't participate in the interrogation; he's instead above deck boxing with Sailor, trying to train up some of his dodging capabilities. It's a tricky process since whenever Jollini sends a punch, his Stand is aware of it coming before he's even swung and instinctively moves, so there's no challenge. After a while of Sailor just effortlessly dodging, Jollini sighs and says 'Argen, do you wanna spar? I need a lot more combat training with my Stand since I've pretty much uniquely used him for utility in social interactions up until this point'
Jollini doesn't participate in the interrogation; he's instead above deck boxing with Sailor, trying to train up some of his dodging capabilities. It's a tricky process since whenever Jollini sends a punch, his Stand is aware of it coming before he's even swung and instinctively moves, so there's no challenge. After a while of Sailor just effortlessly dodging, Jollini sighs and says 'Argen, do you wanna spar? I need a lot more combat training with my Stand since I've pretty much uniquely used him for utility in social interactions up until this point'
Argen gets up “Sure. Just don’t be mad if Stardust pounds you.”
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Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
Emend walks up with Big Shot, which is now 3d6 damage. "Uh, should I just keep this charging up at the ready or...?"
Parmen sighs. “Maybe. I’ve been trying to get something, anything, out of this pendejo-” he gestures to the tied-up stowaway “-about Whitesnake’s Treasure, because I KNOW he’s a pirate. I’ve done everything I can think of, but it’s not working. Do you think you can make him talk?”
"I can try."
“Alright.” Parmen stands up and steps aside. The chair faces the bound Lloyd Fly, who seems to be either ignoring everything or asleep, his head down and breathing slow.
Big Shot goes up again, 4d6 damage. "Hey. Wake up."
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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
Emend walks up with Big Shot, which is now 3d6 damage. "Uh, should I just keep this charging up at the ready or...?"
Parmen sighs. “Maybe. I’ve been trying to get something, anything, out of this pendejo-” he gestures to the tied-up stowaway “-about Whitesnake’s Treasure, because I KNOW he’s a pirate. I’ve done everything I can think of, but it’s not working. Do you think you can make him talk?”
"I can try."
“Alright.” Parmen stands up and steps aside. The chair faces the bound Lloyd Fly, who seems to be either ignoring everything or asleep, his head down and breathing slow.
Big Shot goes up again, 4d6 damage. "Hey. Wake up."
Lloyd’s head snaps up. He looks scared now. “What, another three hours of mild attempts at bribery or intimidation?” He asks, trying to summon a measure of false bravado.
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Emend walks up with Big Shot, which is now 3d6 damage. "Uh, should I just keep this charging up at the ready or...?"
Parmen sighs. “Maybe. I’ve been trying to get something, anything, out of this pendejo-” he gestures to the tied-up stowaway “-about Whitesnake’s Treasure, because I KNOW he’s a pirate. I’ve done everything I can think of, but it’s not working. Do you think you can make him talk?”
"I can try."
“Alright.” Parmen stands up and steps aside. The chair faces the bound Lloyd Fly, who seems to be either ignoring everything or asleep, his head down and breathing slow.
Big Shot goes up again, 4d6 damage. "Hey. Wake up."
Lloyd’s head snaps up. He looks scared now. “What, another three hours of mild attempts at bribery or intimidation?” He asks, trying to summon a measure of false bravado.
"I'm gonna get straight to the point." He gestures to Big Shot. "This stand is capable of mass destruction, and I am not afraid to use it if you don't tell us what we want." It grows a bit bigger. 5d6.
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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
Jollini doesn't participate in the interrogation; he's instead above deck boxing with Sailor, trying to train up some of his dodging capabilities. It's a tricky process since whenever Jollini sends a punch, his Stand is aware of it coming before he's even swung and instinctively moves, so there's no challenge. After a while of Sailor just effortlessly dodging, Jollini sighs and says 'Argen, do you wanna spar? I need a lot more combat training with my Stand since I've pretty much uniquely used him for utility in social interactions up until this point'
Argen gets up “Sure. Just don’t be mad if Stardust pounds you.”
He grins and says 'All I'm looking for is some training, so don't injure me too bad!' He then assumes a fighting stance, with Sailor mimicking it in a slightly more loose form, and at first it looks like he's gonna attack with his Stand, until he whips round and sends a kick at Argen. 11 to hit, 5 (non-lethal) bludgeoning damage. He recoils back from the attack and jumps from foot to foot, grinning, and says 'Oh yeah, I'm gonna try and train some of my fighting styles too, since I'm a little rusty and Sailor's got no chance of attacking himself!'
Emend walks up with Big Shot, which is now 3d6 damage. "Uh, should I just keep this charging up at the ready or...?"
Parmen sighs. “Maybe. I’ve been trying to get something, anything, out of this pendejo-” he gestures to the tied-up stowaway “-about Whitesnake’s Treasure, because I KNOW he’s a pirate. I’ve done everything I can think of, but it’s not working. Do you think you can make him talk?”
"I can try."
“Alright.” Parmen stands up and steps aside. The chair faces the bound Lloyd Fly, who seems to be either ignoring everything or asleep, his head down and breathing slow.
Big Shot goes up again, 4d6 damage. "Hey. Wake up."
Lloyd’s head snaps up. He looks scared now. “What, another three hours of mild attempts at bribery or intimidation?” He asks, trying to summon a measure of false bravado.
"I'm gonna get straight to the point." He gestures to Big Shot. "This stand is capable of mass destruction, and I am not afraid to use it if you don't tell us what we want." It grows a bit bigger. 5d6.
“Wh-what do you want?” He stammers, any facade of guts having been banished to the Shadow Realm.
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Emend walks up with Big Shot, which is now 3d6 damage. "Uh, should I just keep this charging up at the ready or...?"
Parmen sighs. “Maybe. I’ve been trying to get something, anything, out of this pendejo-” he gestures to the tied-up stowaway “-about Whitesnake’s Treasure, because I KNOW he’s a pirate. I’ve done everything I can think of, but it’s not working. Do you think you can make him talk?”
"I can try."
“Alright.” Parmen stands up and steps aside. The chair faces the bound Lloyd Fly, who seems to be either ignoring everything or asleep, his head down and breathing slow.
Big Shot goes up again, 4d6 damage. "Hey. Wake up."
Lloyd’s head snaps up. He looks scared now. “What, another three hours of mild attempts at bribery or intimidation?” He asks, trying to summon a measure of false bravado.
"I'm gonna get straight to the point." He gestures to Big Shot. "This stand is capable of mass destruction, and I am not afraid to use it if you don't tell us what we want." It grows a bit bigger. 5d6.
“Wh-what do you want?” He stammers, any facade of guts having been banished to the Shadow Realm.
"What do you know about Whitesnake and his treasure?"
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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
Emend walks up with Big Shot, which is now 3d6 damage. "Uh, should I just keep this charging up at the ready or...?"
Parmen sighs. “Maybe. I’ve been trying to get something, anything, out of this pendejo-” he gestures to the tied-up stowaway “-about Whitesnake’s Treasure, because I KNOW he’s a pirate. I’ve done everything I can think of, but it’s not working. Do you think you can make him talk?”
"I can try."
“Alright.” Parmen stands up and steps aside. The chair faces the bound Lloyd Fly, who seems to be either ignoring everything or asleep, his head down and breathing slow.
Big Shot goes up again, 4d6 damage. "Hey. Wake up."
Lloyd’s head snaps up. He looks scared now. “What, another three hours of mild attempts at bribery or intimidation?” He asks, trying to summon a measure of false bravado.
"I'm gonna get straight to the point." He gestures to Big Shot. "This stand is capable of mass destruction, and I am not afraid to use it if you don't tell us what we want." It grows a bit bigger. 5d6.
“Wh-what do you want?” He stammers, any facade of guts having been banished to the Shadow Realm.
"What do you know about Whitesnake and his treasure?"
“I don’t know anything! I swear it! Nothing at all! I’ve been on Honshu for the past few years, and I didn’t even hear until recently!”
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Jollini doesn't participate in the interrogation; he's instead above deck boxing with Sailor, trying to train up some of his dodging capabilities. It's a tricky process since whenever Jollini sends a punch, his Stand is aware of it coming before he's even swung and instinctively moves, so there's no challenge. After a while of Sailor just effortlessly dodging, Jollini sighs and says 'Argen, do you wanna spar? I need a lot more combat training with my Stand since I've pretty much uniquely used him for utility in social interactions up until this point'
Argen gets up “Sure. Just don’t be mad if Stardust pounds you.”
He grins and says 'All I'm looking for is some training, so don't injure me too bad!' He then assumes a fighting stance, with Sailor mimicking it in a slightly more loose form, and at first it looks like he's gonna attack with his Stand, until he whips round and sends a kick at Argen. 11 to hit, 5 (non-lethal) bludgeoning damage. He recoils back from the attack and jumps from foot to foot, grinning, and says 'Oh yeah, I'm gonna try and train some of my fighting styles too, since I'm a little rusty and Sailor's got no chance of attacking himself!'
She sidesteps with no problem “Is that all you got?” SD throws a powerful gut punch at Sailor, before launching a full force straight Attack: 20 Damage: 7 Attack: 18 Damage: 10 bludgeoning (also non-lethal)
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Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
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*Argh*
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
Jollini comes below deck to find Ricardo, Parmen and the tied up Lloyd. He grins and says ‘Well done gang, looks like you found and dealt with the user!’ He then presents a large glass jar, usually meant for pickling food over long voyages, filled with Beetles, all twitching on top of each other. He says ‘Me and the rest of the crew killed off the rest of them, and I swept the big clouds into this jar, so they won’t be an issue anymore even though he’s restrained. He then looks around at the under deck and says ‘Looks likes there’s not too much damage at all, but we’ll need to stop off to recover our supplies, fix anything else broken and get rid off all this water, and the stowaway.’ He clicks his fingers and says ‘We’ll sail to the southernmost Japanese islands and stop off at Okinawa, since that’s the biggest port town there. After that we’ll continue on course past China. Parmen, you keep an eye on this guy, and Ricardo, set our course over there.’
Xaul Lackluster: Half-Orc Fathomless Warlock: Warlock Dragon Heist
Borvnir Chelvnich: Black Dragonborn Barbarian: Dragons of Stormwreck Isle
Pushover Gerilwitz: Tiefling Wizard: Acquisitions Incorporated
Callow Sunken-Eyes: Goliath Arctic Druid: We Are Modron
DMing The 100 Dungeons of the Blood Archivist , The Hunt for the Balowang and Surviving Tempest City!
Killer Queen has already extended this signature, though not by much!
Ricardo nods silently, grabs his trident, and goes to the wheel. He sets their course and checks the weather around them to see if there will be any problems close by. He's just going to be steering the boat for a while and trying to calm himself back down. *Just to clarify he doesn't get mad any time someone attacks his ship, stuff like cannonballs are fair play but if someone goes onto his ship and begins to choose not to attack the crew and instead the ship, that's personal.*
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
Parmen has been trying to interrogate Lloyd, but so far he’s had very little success.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Emend walks up with Big Shot, which is now 3d6 damage. "Uh, should I just keep this charging up at the ready or...?"
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
Parmen sighs. “Maybe. I’ve been trying to get something, anything, out of this pendejo-” he gestures to the tied-up stowaway “-about Whitesnake’s Treasure, because I KNOW he’s a pirate. I’ve done everything I can think of, but it’s not working. Do you think you can make him talk?”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"I can try."
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
“Alright.” Parmen stands up and steps aside. The chair faces the bound Lloyd Fly, who seems to be either ignoring everything or asleep, his head down and breathing slow.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Jollini doesn't participate in the interrogation; he's instead above deck boxing with Sailor, trying to train up some of his dodging capabilities. It's a tricky process since whenever Jollini sends a punch, his Stand is aware of it coming before he's even swung and instinctively moves, so there's no challenge. After a while of Sailor just effortlessly dodging, Jollini sighs and says 'Argen, do you wanna spar? I need a lot more combat training with my Stand since I've pretty much uniquely used him for utility in social interactions up until this point'
Xaul Lackluster: Half-Orc Fathomless Warlock: Warlock Dragon Heist
Borvnir Chelvnich: Black Dragonborn Barbarian: Dragons of Stormwreck Isle
Pushover Gerilwitz: Tiefling Wizard: Acquisitions Incorporated
Callow Sunken-Eyes: Goliath Arctic Druid: We Are Modron
DMing The 100 Dungeons of the Blood Archivist , The Hunt for the Balowang and Surviving Tempest City!
Killer Queen has already extended this signature, though not by much!
Argen gets up “Sure. Just don’t be mad if Stardust pounds you.”
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
Big Shot goes up again, 4d6 damage. "Hey. Wake up."
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
Lloyd’s head snaps up. He looks scared now. “What, another three hours of mild attempts at bribery or intimidation?” He asks, trying to summon a measure of false bravado.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"I'm gonna get straight to the point." He gestures to Big Shot. "This stand is capable of mass destruction, and I am not afraid to use it if you don't tell us what we want." It grows a bit bigger. 5d6.
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 grins and says 'All I'm looking for is some training, so don't injure me too bad!' He then assumes a fighting stance, with Sailor mimicking it in a slightly more loose form, and at first it looks like he's gonna attack with his Stand, until he whips round and sends a kick at Argen. 11 to hit, 5 (non-lethal) bludgeoning damage. He recoils back from the attack and jumps from foot to foot, grinning, and says 'Oh yeah, I'm gonna try and train some of my fighting styles too, since I'm a little rusty and Sailor's got no chance of attacking himself!'
Xaul Lackluster: Half-Orc Fathomless Warlock: Warlock Dragon Heist
Borvnir Chelvnich: Black Dragonborn Barbarian: Dragons of Stormwreck Isle
Pushover Gerilwitz: Tiefling Wizard: Acquisitions Incorporated
Callow Sunken-Eyes: Goliath Arctic Druid: We Are Modron
DMing The 100 Dungeons of the Blood Archivist , The Hunt for the Balowang and Surviving Tempest City!
Killer Queen has already extended this signature, though not by much!
“Wh-what do you want?” He stammers, any facade of guts having been banished to the Shadow Realm.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Ricardo would help with the interrogation, but he's both steering the ship and might not be able to hold himself back a second time.*
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
"What do you know about Whitesnake and his treasure?"
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
*also, I feel like it's charging too quick, so I'm just gonna say say +1d6 for every 2 posts instead of 1.*
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 don’t know anything! I swear it! Nothing at all! I’ve been on Honshu for the past few years, and I didn’t even hear until recently!”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
She sidesteps with no problem “Is that all you got?” SD throws a powerful gut punch at Sailor, before launching a full force straight Attack: 20 Damage: 7 Attack: 18 Damage: 10 bludgeoning (also non-lethal)
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”