Galighorelk is practicing with the strange glaive he had earlier.
Ragnaris has just come back with three tarrasques, and is dragging them into the arena by their tails.
The doom duck is watching them, waddling behind them.
Ragnaris notices the duck, then growls. The tarrasques are still clamped in his jaws.
Impressive, dragon.
"You mean taking down these beasts? It was nothing."
Have you heard of the primeval Tarrasque? The Titan before time…
"Of course I have. Who has not?"
good point. The very first of all Tarrasques… have you ever thought of trying to fight the creature?
"Certainly. However, the only problem is finding it. No one knows where it resides, and no one has any clue to where it's location may be."
Well… I have recently come across a scroll that may give hints to its location deep within the earth…
"You have? Fascinating..."
Yes, although even I cannot fully decode it without spending considerable time I do not have, as I must continue my crusade. But I would love to see the beast for myself…
"I as well. Would you entrust me with this scroll of yours? I have ample time on my paws. I could decipher it for you."
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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 with the strange glaive he had earlier.
Ragnaris has just come back with three tarrasques, and is dragging them into the arena by their tails.
Zodiac appears next to Ragnaris. "Sup?"
Ragnaris sighs. "You again. What is it this time?"
"I have a gift!!!"
"What is it?"
"13,000 healing potions!!!" He pulls out a big bag
"I have no use for those. I appreciate the gesture, but really, I do not need them."
The bag glitches, and he can tell it is filled with something else now. "How about 100,000,000,000,000,000 gold pieces?"
"I already have my hoard, which is worth much, MUCH more than that puny sum."
"How about an entire universe?"
"Why would I need that? My purpose is to destroy all those who stand before me, and cause chaos and discord wherever I may roam."
He pulls out a map. "How about a map to the primeval tarrasque?"
"Perhaps..."
"Take it!" He gives it to the dragon.
"Thank you...?" He takes it, then snaps to claws together. It disappears into thin air.
"Are we friends now?"
"I suppose so? I have never had a 'friend' before, so I do not know how this whole process works."
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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 with the strange glaive he had earlier.
Ragnaris has just come back with three tarrasques, and is dragging them into the arena by their tails.
The doom duck is watching them, waddling behind them.
Ragnaris notices the duck, then growls. The tarrasques are still clamped in his jaws.
Impressive, dragon.
"You mean taking down these beasts? It was nothing."
Have you heard of the primeval Tarrasque? The Titan before time…
"Of course I have. Who has not?"
good point. The very first of all Tarrasques… have you ever thought of trying to fight the creature?
"Certainly. However, the only problem is finding it. No one knows where it resides, and no one has any clue to where it's location may be."
Well… I have recently come across a scroll that may give hints to its location deep within the earth…
"You have? Fascinating..."
Yes, although even I cannot fully decode it without spending considerable time I do not have, as I must continue my crusade. But I would love to see the beast for myself…
"I as well. Would you entrust me with this scroll of yours? I have ample time on my paws. I could decipher it for you."
of course. it throws it’s head back and begins regurgitating something, spitting out an old, ancient scroll larger than the duck itself.
(Hey Himy! Just so you know, I finished the weapon you wanted me to make! If you wanna take a look at it's abilities, I posted them in Onions.)
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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.
A young man, maybe 17 years old is walking through the dome, wearing a high tech laughing skull mask as well as a black hoodie with a smiley face with x-ed out eyes and jeans with far to many pockets. He’s also followed by a dog sized shark with legs, wearing a pair of red sunglasses. The shark is incredibly cute.
A tall, hulking beast of a man is whaling on a homemade dummy with a strange glaive, which crackles with the power of a raging storm.
The kid disappears for a moment, before reappearing next to the man, looking at his weapon. The shark with legs sinks into the ground as if it was water, resurfacing on the other side of the man
“You can do magic, right? Haven’t you ever thought of just… bringing them back?!?” Two tendrils of shadow leap to Zodiac’s shadow, and while Zodiac isn’t hurt or anything, he can feel their presence weighing down his body. Lonely seems a bit shocked, not knowing they could or how they do that.
Suddenly, Zodiac shines brightly. The darkness fades a little, leaving his shadow
“So?! Can you not do that?” They say, their presence spreading outwards more, although shunted away by the light. They look around, a bit nervous. They aren’t in control of any of these effects.
"I could, but they would be forever traumatized, so much, they would be better off dead."
“Great! So you just… have no way to undo what you did…” they say, shaking. The temperature drops 40 degrees. (Fahrenheit)
Zodiac shines brighter, counter acting the cold with heat. "I'm sorry, I'm truly sorry."
“S-sorry… doesn’t mean anything!” They stutter. The air quivers as nearby plants and small animals shrivel up and die.
"Lonely, you have to control your darkness, your killing everything!"
“Y-you have to hear y-yourself right now! I-I’m the one you’re concerned about killing things?” Their dark presence expands, and its effects only worsen.
"Yeah, that was ironic, would you rather talk to my wife?"
“You can do magic, right? Haven’t you ever thought of just… bringing them back?!?” Two tendrils of shadow leap to Zodiac’s shadow, and while Zodiac isn’t hurt or anything, he can feel their presence weighing down his body. Lonely seems a bit shocked, not knowing they could or how they do that.
Suddenly, Zodiac shines brightly. The darkness fades a little, leaving his shadow
“So?! Can you not do that?” They say, their presence spreading outwards more, although shunted away by the light. They look around, a bit nervous. They aren’t in control of any of these effects.
"I could, but they would be forever traumatized, so much, they would be better off dead."
“Great! So you just… have no way to undo what you did…” they say, shaking. The temperature drops 40 degrees. (Fahrenheit)
Zodiac shines brighter, counter acting the cold with heat. "I'm sorry, I'm truly sorry."
“S-sorry… doesn’t mean anything!” They stutter. The air quivers as nearby plants and small animals shrivel up and die.
"Lonely, you have to control your darkness, your killing everything!"
“Y-you have to hear y-yourself right now! I-I’m the one you’re concerned about killing things?” Their dark presence expands, and its effects only worsen.
"Yeah, that was ironic, would you rather talk to my wife?"
“…what?” They ask, on the verge of tears.
"She is better at not killing people than me, so she should be better to talk to, right?"
Sekiro is painting, his swordsmanship obviously influencing his strokes, the picture of beautiful although sharp landscape being the result.
Rag is in his room, taking a nap, the door open, both the bed and blanket too small for his giant inhuman frame.
Donquixote was at the barbecue but no one noticed, simply stealing burgers from the grill, the only people who saw him being Shade and Jason. He’s now walking around the dome with a burger patty in one hand.
Jason is sunbathing, although he doesn’t need to with his already stunning tan and incredibly good looks. Wearing unnecessarily fabulous sunglasses.
T H E C H E F watches from not too far away, not trying to be sneaky at all.
“You can do magic, right? Haven’t you ever thought of just… bringing them back?!?” Two tendrils of shadow leap to Zodiac’s shadow, and while Zodiac isn’t hurt or anything, he can feel their presence weighing down his body. Lonely seems a bit shocked, not knowing they could or how they do that.
Suddenly, Zodiac shines brightly. The darkness fades a little, leaving his shadow
“So?! Can you not do that?” They say, their presence spreading outwards more, although shunted away by the light. They look around, a bit nervous. They aren’t in control of any of these effects.
"I could, but they would be forever traumatized, so much, they would be better off dead."
“Great! So you just… have no way to undo what you did…” they say, shaking. The temperature drops 40 degrees. (Fahrenheit)
Zodiac shines brighter, counter acting the cold with heat. "I'm sorry, I'm truly sorry."
“S-sorry… doesn’t mean anything!” They stutter. The air quivers as nearby plants and small animals shrivel up and die.
"Lonely, you have to control your darkness, your killing everything!"
“Y-you have to hear y-yourself right now! I-I’m the one you’re concerned about killing things?” Their dark presence expands, and its effects only worsen.
"Yeah, that was ironic, would you rather talk to my wife?"
“…what?” They ask, on the verge of tears.
"She is better at not killing people than me, so she should be better to talk to, right?"
“No! You’re h-hiding behind other people and making up e-excuses for murder!”
Galighorelk is practicing with the strange glaive he had earlier.
Ragnaris has just come back with three tarrasques, and is dragging them into the arena by their tails.
The doom duck is watching them, waddling behind them.
Ragnaris notices the duck, then growls. The tarrasques are still clamped in his jaws.
Impressive, dragon.
"You mean taking down these beasts? It was nothing."
Have you heard of the primeval Tarrasque? The Titan before time…
"Of course I have. Who has not?"
good point. The very first of all Tarrasques… have you ever thought of trying to fight the creature?
"Certainly. However, the only problem is finding it. No one knows where it resides, and no one has any clue to where it's location may be."
Well… I have recently come across a scroll that may give hints to its location deep within the earth…
"You have? Fascinating..."
Yes, although even I cannot fully decode it without spending considerable time I do not have, as I must continue my crusade. But I would love to see the beast for myself…
"I as well. Would you entrust me with this scroll of yours? I have ample time on my paws. I could decipher it for you."
of course. it throws it’s head back and begins regurgitating something, spitting out an old, ancient scroll larger than the duck itself.
"How did you...? No matter." He takes the scroll, snaps two claws, and it disappears into thin air. "I should be able to decode this within a year or two."
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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 with the strange glaive he had earlier.
Ragnaris has just come back with three tarrasques, and is dragging them into the arena by their tails.
The doom duck is watching them, waddling behind them.
Ragnaris notices the duck, then growls. The tarrasques are still clamped in his jaws.
Impressive, dragon.
"You mean taking down these beasts? It was nothing."
Have you heard of the primeval Tarrasque? The Titan before time…
"Of course I have. Who has not?"
good point. The very first of all Tarrasques… have you ever thought of trying to fight the creature?
"Certainly. However, the only problem is finding it. No one knows where it resides, and no one has any clue to where it's location may be."
Well… I have recently come across a scroll that may give hints to its location deep within the earth…
"You have? Fascinating..."
Yes, although even I cannot fully decode it without spending considerable time I do not have, as I must continue my crusade. But I would love to see the beast for myself…
"I as well. Would you entrust me with this scroll of yours? I have ample time on my paws. I could decipher it for you."
of course. it throws it’s head back and begins regurgitating something, spitting out an old, ancient scroll larger than the duck itself.
"How did you...? No matter." He takes the scroll, snaps two claws, and it disappears into thin air. "I should be able to decode this within a year or two."
Do not ask, you do not want to know, and thank you, friend.
“You can do magic, right? Haven’t you ever thought of just… bringing them back?!?” Two tendrils of shadow leap to Zodiac’s shadow, and while Zodiac isn’t hurt or anything, he can feel their presence weighing down his body. Lonely seems a bit shocked, not knowing they could or how they do that.
Suddenly, Zodiac shines brightly. The darkness fades a little, leaving his shadow
“So?! Can you not do that?” They say, their presence spreading outwards more, although shunted away by the light. They look around, a bit nervous. They aren’t in control of any of these effects.
"I could, but they would be forever traumatized, so much, they would be better off dead."
“Great! So you just… have no way to undo what you did…” they say, shaking. The temperature drops 40 degrees. (Fahrenheit)
Zodiac shines brighter, counter acting the cold with heat. "I'm sorry, I'm truly sorry."
“S-sorry… doesn’t mean anything!” They stutter. The air quivers as nearby plants and small animals shrivel up and die.
"Lonely, you have to control your darkness, your killing everything!"
“Y-you have to hear y-yourself right now! I-I’m the one you’re concerned about killing things?” Their dark presence expands, and its effects only worsen.
"Yeah, that was ironic, would you rather talk to my wife?"
“…what?” They ask, on the verge of tears.
"She is better at not killing people than me, so she should be better to talk to, right?"
“No! You’re h-hiding behind other people and making up e-excuses for murder!”
"Look, I can't express my sadness and hatred for myself for what I've done, but please, stop! I don't want you to kill everything! I don't want people to die!"
A young man, maybe 17 years old is walking through the dome, wearing a high tech laughing skull mask as well as a black hoodie with a smiley face with x-ed out eyes and jeans with far to many pockets. He’s also followed by a dog sized shark with legs, wearing a pair of red sunglasses. The shark is incredibly cute.
A tall, hulking beast of a man is whaling on a homemade dummy with a strange glaive, which crackles with the power of a raging storm.
The kid disappears for a moment, before reappearing next to the man, looking at his weapon. The shark with legs sinks into the ground as if it was water, resurfacing on the other side of the man
The man is completely unsurprised by this. He turns to look at the kid, then a soft, masculine voice booms in his head. "Greetings. Who are you?"
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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.
*hey Himy, still wanna maybe play as some version of Ratatoskr with my world treant?*
*sure! What do you have in mind?*
*I’m not entirely sure yet, but we can work stuff out! My first thought mechanics wise was that the Ratatoskr could be some kind of bard*
*Homebrew? I could make a collage of lies or insults. Or would you prefer a monster statblock?*
*I think a monster statblock would work better, and honestly it should be pretty high CR, considering the other characters in this thread. The world treant will be, like, beyond CR 30 monsters in regular dnd.*
"YOU BETTER NOT BE SAYING THAT UNLESS YOU ACTUALLY VIEW ME AS FAMILY!!!"
"Ah. Hello, Coronet. Of course I veiw you as a friend, but Ragnerious views you as family, so I'm not exactly sure what I should think of you as."
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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.
"I as well. Would you entrust me with this scroll of yours? I have ample time on my paws. I could decipher it for you."
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’m not entirely sure yet, but we can work stuff out! My first thought mechanics wise was that the Ratatoskr could be some kind of bard*
"I suppose so? I have never had a 'friend' before, so I do not know how this whole process works."
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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"Yayyy!"
of course. it throws it’s head back and begins regurgitating something, spitting out an old, ancient scroll larger than the duck itself.
(Hey Himy! Just so you know, I finished the weapon you wanted me to make! If you wanna take a look at it's abilities, I posted them in Onions.)
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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The kid disappears for a moment, before reappearing next to the man, looking at his weapon. The shark with legs sinks into the ground as if it was water, resurfacing on the other side of the man
The only thing I know for certain is that I exist
“…what?” They ask, on the verge of tears.
"YOU BETTER NOT BE SAYING THAT UNLESS YOU ACTUALLY VIEW ME AS FAMILY!!!"
"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
"She is better at not killing people than me, so she should be better to talk to, right?"
T H E C H E F watches from not too far away, not trying to be sneaky at all.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
“No! You’re h-hiding behind other people and making up e-excuses for murder!”
"How did you...? No matter." He takes the scroll, snaps two claws, and it disappears into thin air. "I should be able to decode this within a year or two."
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 view you as family, if that helps!"
*Homebrew? I could make a collage of lies or insults. Or would you prefer a monster statblock?*
The only thing I know for certain is that I exist
Do not ask, you do not want to know, and thank you, friend.
"Look, I can't express my sadness and hatred for myself for what I've done, but please, stop! I don't want you to kill everything! I don't want people to die!"
The man is completely unsurprised by this. He turns to look at the kid, then a soft, masculine voice booms in his head. "Greetings. Who are you?"
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 think a monster statblock would work better, and honestly it should be pretty high CR, considering the other characters in this thread. The world treant will be, like, beyond CR 30 monsters in regular dnd.*
"Ah. Hello, Coronet. Of course I veiw you as a friend, but Ragnerious views you as family, so I'm not exactly sure what I should think of you as."
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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