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 are welcome."
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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.
“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!"
“WHAT D-DO YOU MEAN YOU D-DON’T WANT PEOPLE TO D-DIE? YOU KILLED MULTIPLE PEOPLE-“ their powers grow more and more intense with every word, Lonely stepping towards Zodiac. It gets colder, the shadows become more wild, and everything is in shades of grey. Shadowy tendrils wrap around Zodiac’s shadow, strong enough to resist the light Zodiac is currently emitting, and wind starts rushing around Lonely. They look around, concerned at what they’re causing, crying a lot, but they continue.
"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."
"That answer is acceptable"
"Very well."
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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.
“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!"
“WHAT D-DO YOU MEAN YOU D-DON’T WANT PEOPLE TO D-DIE? YOU KILLED MULTIPLE PEOPLE-“ their powers grow more and more intense with every word, Lonely stepping towards Zodiac. It gets colder, the shadows become more wild, and everything is in shades of grey. Shadowy tendrils wrap around Zodiac’s shadow, strong enough to resist the light Zodiac is currently emitting, and wind starts rushing around Lonely. They look around, concerned at what they’re causing, crying a lot, but they continue.
"They deserved it! I'm different, I've learned, I'm not perfect, but no one is!" The light burns brighter than the sun, literally, the ground around him evaporates.
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?"
The voice that comes back sounds metallic and unhuman “I’ve got a lot of names. You can call me Grey.”
“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!"
“WHAT D-DO YOU MEAN YOU D-DON’T WANT PEOPLE TO D-DIE? YOU KILLED MULTIPLE PEOPLE-“ their powers grow more and more intense with every word, Lonely stepping towards Zodiac. It gets colder, the shadows become more wild, and everything is in shades of grey. Shadowy tendrils wrap around Zodiac’s shadow, strong enough to resist the light Zodiac is currently emitting, and wind starts rushing around Lonely. They look around, concerned at what they’re causing, crying a lot, but they continue.
"They deserved it! I'm different, I've learned, I'm not perfect, but no one is!" The light burns brighter than the sun, literally, the ground around him evaporates.
Suddenly, as Lonely is blinded, they look terrified. They back away, stumbling.
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?"
The voice that comes back sounds metallic and unhuman “I’ve got a lot of names. You can call me Grey.”
"Hello, Grey. My name is Galighorelk, but you may call me Elk. Would you like to examine my weapon? You seemed interested in it earlier."
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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.
They take another step back and fall backwards, their yellow eyes practically having no pupils at this point. They block the light from their face, crying.
They take another step back and fall backwards, their yellow eyes practically having no pupils at this point. They block the light from their face, crying.
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?"
The voice that comes back sounds metallic and unhuman “I’ve got a lot of names. You can call me Grey.”
"Hello, Grey. My name is Galighorelk, but you may call me Elk. Would you like to examine my weapon? You seemed interested in it earlier."
“Sure.” He reaches out, showing that his hands have mechanics gloves on them
They take another step back and fall backwards, their yellow eyes practically having no pupils at this point. They block the light from their face, crying.
He stops. "Lonely, did I hurt you?!?!?!?"
They don’t answer, curling into a little ball, weeping. Light within 10 feet of them darkens, turning to dim light. It’ll soon turn to darkness. They continue sobbing.
They take another step back and fall backwards, their yellow eyes practically having no pupils at this point. They block the light from their face, crying.
He stops. "Lonely, did I hurt you?!?!?!?"
They don’t answer, curling into a little ball, weeping. Light within 10 feet of them darkens, turning to dim light. It’ll soon turn to darkness. They continue sobbing.
They take another step back and fall backwards, their yellow eyes practically having no pupils at this point. They block the light from their face, crying.
He stops. "Lonely, did I hurt you?!?!?!?"
They don’t answer, curling into a little ball, weeping. Light within 10 feet of them darkens, turning to dim light. It’ll soon turn to darkness. They continue sobbing.
Someone pats them on the back.
They don’t realize, continuing to cry as the light around them turns to darkness. Their skin is cold, like a corpse.
They take another step back and fall backwards, their yellow eyes practically having no pupils at this point. They block the light from their face, crying.
He stops. "Lonely, did I hurt you?!?!?!?"
They don’t answer, curling into a little ball, weeping. Light within 10 feet of them darkens, turning to dim light. It’ll soon turn to darkness. They continue sobbing.
Someone pats them on the back.
They don’t realize, continuing to cry as the light around them turns to darkness. Their skin is cold, like a corpse.
The person says "shh, Lonely, it will be ok. It will all be ok, just relax."
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?"
The voice that comes back sounds metallic and unhuman “I’ve got a lot of names. You can call me Grey.”
"Hello, Grey. My name is Galighorelk, but you may call me Elk. Would you like to examine my weapon? You seemed interested in it earlier."
“Sure.” He reaches out, showing that his hands have mechanics gloves on them
He hands him the glaive. It's blade is spilt into two halves, and an orb of pure lighting floats between them. The haft is adorned with topaz and gold.
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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.
They take another step back and fall backwards, their yellow eyes practically having no pupils at this point. They block the light from their face, crying.
He stops. "Lonely, did I hurt you?!?!?!?"
They don’t answer, curling into a little ball, weeping. Light within 10 feet of them darkens, turning to dim light. It’ll soon turn to darkness. They continue sobbing.
Someone pats them on the back.
They don’t realize, continuing to cry as the light around them turns to darkness. Their skin is cold, like a corpse.
The person says "shh, Lonely, it will be ok. It will all be ok, just relax."
They don’t respond, and their shadow lashes out, trying to claw at the other person’s shadow, aiming for the neck.
"You are welcome."
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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"That answer is acceptable"
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
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RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
“WHAT D-DO YOU MEAN YOU D-DON’T WANT PEOPLE TO D-DIE? YOU KILLED MULTIPLE PEOPLE-“ their powers grow more and more intense with every word, Lonely stepping towards Zodiac. It gets colder, the shadows become more wild, and everything is in shades of grey. Shadowy tendrils wrap around Zodiac’s shadow, strong enough to resist the light Zodiac is currently emitting, and wind starts rushing around Lonely. They look around, concerned at what they’re causing, crying a lot, but they continue.
Leonard is setting up a small roadside taco stand.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Very well."
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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"They deserved it! I'm different, I've learned, I'm not perfect, but no one is!" The light burns brighter than the sun, literally, the ground around him evaporates.
The voice that comes back sounds metallic and unhuman “I’ve got a lot of names. You can call me Grey.”
The only thing I know for certain is that I exist
Suddenly, as Lonely is blinded, they look terrified. They back away, stumbling.
*cut for Arch.* The light shines brighter.
"Hello, Grey. My name is Galighorelk, but you may call me Elk. Would you like to examine my weapon? You seemed interested in it earlier."
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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They take another step back and fall backwards, their yellow eyes practically having no pupils at this point. They block the light from their face, crying.
He stops. "Lonely, did I hurt you?!?!?!?"
“Sure.” He reaches out, showing that his hands have mechanics gloves on them
The only thing I know for certain is that I exist
They don’t answer, curling into a little ball, weeping. Light within 10 feet of them darkens, turning to dim light. It’ll soon turn to darkness. They continue sobbing.
Someone pats them on the back.
They don’t realize, continuing to cry as the light around them turns to darkness. Their skin is cold, like a corpse.
The person says "shh, Lonely, it will be ok. It will all be ok, just relax."
He hands him the glaive. It's blade is spilt into two halves, and an orb of pure lighting floats between them. The haft is adorned with topaz and gold.
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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They don’t respond, and their shadow lashes out, trying to claw at the other person’s shadow, aiming for the neck.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.