Ragnaris is roaming around the arena, thinking about Rag.
Donquixote is walking around the area, when he spots Ragnaris and approaches “Are you Ragnaris, because I believe I work with your grandson?”
He ignores the question, but immediately perks uo when he mentions Rag's name. "You know Ragnerious?! Tell me, how is he faring in the vile layman's court?"
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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.
Galighorelk is practicing on a makeshift training dummy he seems to have built out of supplies from his pack. The whole thing is seconds away from falling apart.
Ragnaris is roaming around the arena, thinking about Rag.
Suddenly, Ragnaris feels someone next to him. "Hi!"
He turns his head toward the person, obviously a bit surprised. "Greetings. Who may you be?"
He sees a 18 year old with blood red hair in a black tuxedo with a red tie, and who has eyes that are the universe, all the stars and nebula and stuff. "Zodiac, pleasure to be meeting you, what's your name?"
He bends down low, so that his massive eyes are level with Zodiac's. "My name is Ragnaris the Wretched, Bringer of Flames and Rubble. What brings you here to this dome?"
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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.
Galighorelk is practicing on a makeshift training dummy he seems to have built out of supplies from his pack. The whole thing is seconds away from falling apart.
Ragnaris is roaming around the arena, thinking about Rag.
Suddenly, Ragnaris feels someone next to him. "Hi!"
He turns his head toward the person, obviously a bit surprised. "Greetings. Who may you be?"
He sees a 18 year old with blood red hair in a black tuxedo with a red tie, and who has eyes that are the universe, all the stars and nebula and stuff. "Zodiac, pleasure to be meeting you, what's your name?"
He bends down low, so that his massive eyes are level with Zodiac's. "My name is Ragnaris the Wretched, Bringer of Flames and Rubble. What brings you here to this dome?"
Ragnaris is roaming around the arena, thinking about Rag.
Donquixote is walking around the area, when he spots Ragnaris and approaches “Are you Ragnaris, because I believe I work with your grandson?”
He ignores the question, but immediately perks uo when he mentions Rag's name. "You know Ragnerious?! Tell me, how is he faring in the vile layman's court?"
He smiles, his face giving off that an aura of a monstrous predator but he can tell he speaks honestly “I don’t know, I only know of him, I haven’t had the privilege of meeting him.”
Galighorelk is practicing on a makeshift training dummy he seems to have built out of supplies from his pack. The whole thing is seconds away from falling apart.
Ragnaris is roaming around the arena, thinking about Rag.
He feels something watching him, though he can tell from where
He stops, then begins to look around. "I can feel you watching me. Show yourself."
(He has tremorsense out to a range of 35 feet, so if the presence is within that range he knows exactly where they are.)
*no where near*
he gets no response, though the feeling doesn’t go away
He slams a scaled paw to the ground, causing a small earthquake. "I said show yourself!"
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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.
"Well, it seems the great Ragnaris is quite popular today!" Coronet calls out from atop her icy castle.
Zodiac appears next to her. "Sup?"
"Well hello my galactically dapper little morsel, how fairs this fine day on the field of blood and murder?" Coronet says enthusiastically.
"Very well, actually, tea?"
"Oh that would be delightful darling. I'll go get the sugar and screamer" She says as she darts inside her ice castle.
"Thank you, Coronet."
She would soon appear with a very fancy magical tea set, complete with a regular container of sugar and a container that looks to be for creamer but it is shaking a bit and the faintest sound of a scream can be heard.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Ragnaris is roaming around the arena, thinking about Rag.
Donquixote is walking around the area, when he spots Ragnaris and approaches “Are you Ragnaris, because I believe I work with your grandson?”
He ignores the question, but immediately perks uo when he mentions Rag's name. "You know Ragnerious?! Tell me, how is he faring in the vile layman's court?"
He smiles, his face giving off that an aura of a monstrous predator but he can tell he speaks honestly “I don’t know, I only know of him, I haven’t had the privilege of meeting him.”
"I see. Well, what brings you to me? Does Abaddon wish to make me feel even more miserable?" He slumps to the ground, causing a minor tremor to run through the earth. He almost ends up crushing Don.
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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.
"Well, it seems the great Ragnaris is quite popular today!" Coronet calls out from atop her icy castle.
Zodiac appears next to her. "Sup?"
"Well hello my galactically dapper little morsel, how fairs this fine day on the field of blood and murder?" Coronet says enthusiastically.
"Very well, actually, tea?"
"Oh that would be delightful darling. I'll go get the sugar and screamer" She says as she darts inside her ice castle.
"Thank you, Coronet."
She would soon appear with a very fancy magical tea set, complete with a regular container of sugar and a container that looks to be for creamer but it is shaking a bit and the faintest sound of a scream can be heard.
"Is there a soul trapped inside there? If so, can I eat it?"
Galighorelk is practicing on a makeshift training dummy he seems to have built out of supplies from his pack. The whole thing is seconds away from falling apart.
Ragnaris is roaming around the arena, thinking about Rag.
He feels something watching him, though he can tell from where
He stops, then begins to look around. "I can feel you watching me. Show yourself."
(He has tremorsense out to a range of 35 feet, so if the presence is within that range he knows exactly where they are.)
*no where near*
he gets no response, though the feeling doesn’t go away
He slams a scaled paw to the ground, causing a small earthquake. "I said show yourself!"
He feels a sensation run up his spine and stop at his head. Just before a man lands on his snout. Wearing baggy white pants and a black muscle shirt, short black hair falling slightly over his eyes and an odd purple, wormlike creature wrapped around his torso “Yo.”
"Well, it seems the great Ragnaris is quite popular today!" Coronet calls out from atop her icy castle.
Donquixote turn, a mad and predatory smile carving its way across his face “Well some people happen to take the spotlight.”
"Oh I know right? Really such a powerful figure such as himself, quite the specimen of chaos and total destruction. He would get all the ladies back home if he wasn't such a grumpy old man. Hells below he is quite the catch. But I respect his preferences even if they are baffling" She says as she is making some tea.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Galighorelk is practicing on a makeshift training dummy he seems to have built out of supplies from his pack. The whole thing is seconds away from falling apart.
Ragnaris is roaming around the arena, thinking about Rag.
Suddenly, Ragnaris feels someone next to him. "Hi!"
He turns his head toward the person, obviously a bit surprised. "Greetings. Who may you be?"
He sees a 18 year old with blood red hair in a black tuxedo with a red tie, and who has eyes that are the universe, all the stars and nebula and stuff. "Zodiac, pleasure to be meeting you, what's your name?"
He bends down low, so that his massive eyes are level with Zodiac's. "My name is Ragnaris the Wretched, Bringer of Flames and Rubble. What brings you here to this dome?"
"I was bored, and do you want to hear my titles?"
"Go ahead. I do not have anywhere else to be. But just know this: if one of your titles happens to be 'Dragonslayer', I will strike you down where you stand."
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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.
Ragnaris is roaming around the arena, thinking about Rag.
Donquixote is walking around the area, when he spots Ragnaris and approaches “Are you Ragnaris, because I believe I work with your grandson?”
He ignores the question, but immediately perks uo when he mentions Rag's name. "You know Ragnerious?! Tell me, how is he faring in the vile layman's court?"
He smiles, his face giving off that an aura of a monstrous predator but he can tell he speaks honestly “I don’t know, I only know of him, I haven’t had the privilege of meeting him.”
"I see. Well, what brings you to me? Does Abaddon wish to make me feel even more miserable?" He slumps to the ground, causing a minor tremor to run through the earth. He almost ends up crushing Don.
Don doesn’t flinch, simply watching him slump down “Of course not, I am my own man as much as any other. Abaddon may give orders, but that doesn’t mean I follow them.” He sits down and lights a smoke, taking a deep breath.
Galighorelk is practicing on a makeshift training dummy he seems to have built out of supplies from his pack. The whole thing is seconds away from falling apart.
Ragnaris is roaming around the arena, thinking about Rag.
He feels something watching him, though he can tell from where
He stops, then begins to look around. "I can feel you watching me. Show yourself."
(He has tremorsense out to a range of 35 feet, so if the presence is within that range he knows exactly where they are.)
*no where near*
he gets no response, though the feeling doesn’t go away
He slams a scaled paw to the ground, causing a small earthquake. "I said show yourself!"
He feels a sensation run up his spine and stop at his head. Just before a man lands on his snout. Wearing baggy white pants and a black muscle shirt, short black hair falling slightly over his eyes and an odd purple, wormlike creature wrapped around his torso “Yo.”
Ragnaris growls, his wagon wheel-sized eyes looking straight at the man. "Would you kindly remove yourself from my snout before I shake you off?"
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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.
Galighorelk is practicing on a makeshift training dummy he seems to have built out of supplies from his pack. The whole thing is seconds away from falling apart.
Ragnaris is roaming around the arena, thinking about Rag.
Suddenly, Ragnaris feels someone next to him. "Hi!"
He turns his head toward the person, obviously a bit surprised. "Greetings. Who may you be?"
He sees a 18 year old with blood red hair in a black tuxedo with a red tie, and who has eyes that are the universe, all the stars and nebula and stuff. "Zodiac, pleasure to be meeting you, what's your name?"
He bends down low, so that his massive eyes are level with Zodiac's. "My name is Ragnaris the Wretched, Bringer of Flames and Rubble. What brings you here to this dome?"
"I was bored, and do you want to hear my titles?"
"Go ahead. I do not have anywhere else to be. But just know this: if one of your titles happens to be 'Dragonslayer', I will strike you down where you stand."
"Do not worry, I like dragons. I am the Ruler of endless blood, Godslayer, The Lord Atop The Iron Throne, Grandson of the Antichrist, Descendant of Lucifer, King of Chaos, The Trueborn of Chaos, Voidsoul, and more."
Ragnaris is roaming around the arena, thinking about Rag.
Donquixote is walking around the area, when he spots Ragnaris and approaches “Are you Ragnaris, because I believe I work with your grandson?”
He ignores the question, but immediately perks uo when he mentions Rag's name. "You know Ragnerious?! Tell me, how is he faring in the vile layman's court?"
He smiles, his face giving off that an aura of a monstrous predator but he can tell he speaks honestly “I don’t know, I only know of him, I haven’t had the privilege of meeting him.”
"I see. Well, what brings you to me? Does Abaddon wish to make me feel even more miserable?" He slumps to the ground, causing a minor tremor to run through the earth. He almost ends up crushing Don.
Don doesn’t flinch, simply watching him slump down “Of course not, I am my own man as much as any other. Abaddon may give orders, but that doesn’t mean I follow them.” He sits down and lights a smoke, taking a deep breath.
"You still take orders from that wretch. Well, if not that, then 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.
"Well hello my galactically dapper little morsel, how fairs this fine day on the field of blood and murder?" Coronet says enthusiastically.
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
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RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
"Very well, actually, tea?"
He ignores the question, but immediately perks uo when he mentions Rag's name. "You know Ragnerious?! Tell me, how is he faring in the vile layman's court?"
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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"Oh that would be delightful darling. I'll go get the sugar and screamer" She says as she darts inside her ice castle.
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
"Thank you, Coronet."
He bends down low, so that his massive eyes are level with Zodiac's. "My name is Ragnaris the Wretched, Bringer of Flames and Rubble. What brings you here to this dome?"
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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"I was bored, and do you want to hear my titles?"
He smiles, his face giving off that an aura of a monstrous predator but he can tell he speaks honestly “I don’t know, I only know of him, I haven’t had the privilege of meeting him.”
He slams a scaled paw to the ground, causing a small earthquake. "I said show yourself!"
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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She would soon appear with a very fancy magical tea set, complete with a regular container of sugar and a container that looks to be for creamer but it is shaking a bit and the faintest sound of a scream can be heard.
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
Donquixote turn, a mad and predatory smile carving its way across his face “Well some people happen to take the spotlight.”
"I see. Well, what brings you to me? Does Abaddon wish to make me feel even more miserable?" He slumps to the ground, causing a minor tremor to run through the earth. He almost ends up crushing Don.
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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"Is there a soul trapped inside there? If so, can I eat it?"
He feels a sensation run up his spine and stop at his head. Just before a man lands on his snout. Wearing baggy white pants and a black muscle shirt, short black hair falling slightly over his eyes and an odd purple, wormlike creature wrapped around his torso “Yo.”
The only thing I know for certain is that I exist
"Oh I know right? Really such a powerful figure such as himself, quite the specimen of chaos and total destruction. He would get all the ladies back home if he wasn't such a grumpy old man. Hells below he is quite the catch. But I respect his preferences even if they are baffling" She says as she is making some tea.
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
"Go ahead. I do not have anywhere else to be. But just know this: if one of your titles happens to be 'Dragonslayer', I will strike you down where you stand."
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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Don doesn’t flinch, simply watching him slump down “Of course not, I am my own man as much as any other. Abaddon may give orders, but that doesn’t mean I follow them.” He sits down and lights a smoke, taking a deep breath.
Ragnaris growls, his wagon wheel-sized eyes looking straight at the man. "Would you kindly remove yourself from my snout before I shake you off?"
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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"Do not worry, I like dragons. I am the Ruler of endless blood, Godslayer, The Lord Atop The Iron Throne, Grandson of the Antichrist, Descendant of Lucifer, King of Chaos, The Trueborn of Chaos, Voidsoul, and more."
"You still take orders from that wretch. Well, if not that, then 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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