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.
That person doesn't have a shadow, they are a blond blue haired kid. "I know it's hard, but trust me, it will be ok."
*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.*
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.
“Hmm. Seems like a good conduit for magic. Lighting especially. Good power behind it too.”
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.
That person doesn't have a shadow, they are a blond blue haired kid. "I know it's hard, but trust me, it will be ok."
The darkness around them starts to fade a bit, but Lonely doesn’t move themself.
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.
That person doesn't have a shadow, they are a blond blue haired kid. "I know it's hard, but trust me, it will be ok."
The darkness around them starts to fade a bit, but Lonely doesn’t move themself.
"Here's a trick I was taught, deep breathing, breath in for five seconds, hold for four, and blow for 3
Leonard is setting up a small roadside taco stand.
T H E C H E F wanders out of the woods, holding several dead rabbits by the ears. They don't have any wounds on them. He sniffs, then walks up, arms folded. The air around him is ever-so-slightly chillier for some reason. "Ingredients?" he demands, calmly.
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.
That person doesn't have a shadow, they are a blond blue haired kid. "I know it's hard, but trust me, it will be ok."
The darkness around them starts to fade a bit, but Lonely doesn’t move themself.
"Here's a trick I was taught, deep breathing, breath in for five seconds, hold for four, and blow for 3
After a bit, they start doing that breathing technique, and they calm down a little bit.
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.
That person doesn't have a shadow, they are a blond blue haired kid. "I know it's hard, but trust me, it will be ok."
The darkness around them starts to fade a bit, but Lonely doesn’t move themself.
"Here's a trick I was taught, deep breathing, breath in for five seconds, hold for four, and blow for 3
After a bit, they start doing that breathing technique, and they calm down a little bit.
Leonard is setting up a small roadside taco stand.
T H E C H E F wanders out of the woods, holding several dead rabbits by the ears. They don't have any wounds on them. He sniffs, then walks up, arms folded. The air around him is ever-so-slightly chillier for some reason. "Ingredients?" he demands, calmly.
He looks up, unfazed. “And who are you, exactly?”
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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.
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.
That person doesn't have a shadow, they are a blond blue haired kid. "I know it's hard, but trust me, it will be ok."
The darkness around them starts to fade a bit, but Lonely doesn’t move themself.
"Here's a trick I was taught, deep breathing, breath in for five seconds, hold for four, and blow for 3
After a bit, they start doing that breathing technique, and they calm down a little bit.
"Can you tell me about your dog?"
“O-okay... uhm… their name is Alacreus… they’re a husky… they’re really fast… and they love racing…” they trail off.
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.
That person doesn't have a shadow, they are a blond blue haired kid. "I know it's hard, but trust me, it will be ok."
The darkness around them starts to fade a bit, but Lonely doesn’t move themself.
"Here's a trick I was taught, deep breathing, breath in for five seconds, hold for four, and blow for 3
After a bit, they start doing that breathing technique, and they calm down a little bit.
"Can you tell me about your dog?"
“O-okay... uhm… their name is Alacreus… they’re a husky… they’re really fast… and they love racing…” they trail off.
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.
That person doesn't have a shadow, they are a blond blue haired kid. "I know it's hard, but trust me, it will be ok."
The darkness around them starts to fade a bit, but Lonely doesn’t move themself.
"Here's a trick I was taught, deep breathing, breath in for five seconds, hold for four, and blow for 3
After a bit, they start doing that breathing technique, and they calm down a little bit.
"Can you tell me about your dog?"
“O-okay... uhm… their name is Alacreus… they’re a husky… they’re really fast… and they love racing…” they trail off.
"Go on."
“Uhm… they’ve never lost a race… and they’re really energetic and haaate the indoors… a lot… heh…”
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.
That person doesn't have a shadow, they are a blond blue haired kid. "I know it's hard, but trust me, it will be ok."
The darkness around them starts to fade a bit, but Lonely doesn’t move themself.
"Here's a trick I was taught, deep breathing, breath in for five seconds, hold for four, and blow for 3
After a bit, they start doing that breathing technique, and they calm down a little bit.
"Can you tell me about your dog?"
“O-okay... uhm… their name is Alacreus… they’re a husky… they’re really fast… and they love racing…” they trail off.
"Go on."
“Uhm… they’ve never lost a race… and they’re really energetic and haaate the indoors… a lot… heh…”
Leonard is setting up a small roadside taco stand.
T H E C H E F wanders out of the woods, holding several dead rabbits by the ears. They don't have any wounds on them. He sniffs, then walks up, arms folded. The air around him is ever-so-slightly chillier for some reason. "Ingredients?" he demands, calmly.
He looks up, unfazed. “And who are you, exactly?”
"Chef. Just Chef. I just want to make sure you've got proper ingredients and a good supply before you take on the role of Host to a bunch of violent, god-slaying sadomasochists."
His eyes are just as compassionless and dull as before.
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.
“Hmm. Seems like a good conduit for magic. Lighting especially. Good power behind it too.”
"Yes. It is a very powerful magical artifact. Here, hand it back to me." He holds out his hand.
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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.
That person doesn't have a shadow, they are a blond blue haired kid. "I know it's hard, but trust me, it will be ok."
The darkness around them starts to fade a bit, but Lonely doesn’t move themself.
"Here's a trick I was taught, deep breathing, breath in for five seconds, hold for four, and blow for 3
After a bit, they start doing that breathing technique, and they calm down a little bit.
"Can you tell me about your dog?"
“O-okay... uhm… their name is Alacreus… they’re a husky… they’re really fast… and they love racing…” they trail off.
"Go on."
“Uhm… they’ve never lost a race… and they’re really energetic and haaate the indoors… a lot… heh…”
"To be fair, I hate to be inside too."
“Yeah… uh, they should be somewhere nearby… if you want to meet them…” they uncover their eyes and look up, but immediately start hyperventilating again. They can’t see, because of the light they were just exposed to.
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.
That person doesn't have a shadow, they are a blond blue haired kid. "I know it's hard, but trust me, it will be ok."
The darkness around them starts to fade a bit, but Lonely doesn’t move themself.
"Here's a trick I was taught, deep breathing, breath in for five seconds, hold for four, and blow for 3
After a bit, they start doing that breathing technique, and they calm down a little bit.
"Can you tell me about your dog?"
“O-okay... uhm… their name is Alacreus… they’re a husky… they’re really fast… and they love racing…” they trail off.
"Go on."
“Uhm… they’ve never lost a race… and they’re really energetic and haaate the indoors… a lot… heh…”
"To be fair, I hate to be inside too."
“Yeah… uh, they should be somewhere nearby… if you want to meet them…” they uncover their eyes and look up, but immediately start hyperventilating again. They can’t see, because of the light they were just exposed to.
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.
That person doesn't have a shadow, they are a blond blue haired kid. "I know it's hard, but trust me, it will be ok."
The darkness around them starts to fade a bit, but Lonely doesn’t move themself.
"Here's a trick I was taught, deep breathing, breath in for five seconds, hold for four, and blow for 3
After a bit, they start doing that breathing technique, and they calm down a little bit.
"Can you tell me about your dog?"
“O-okay... uhm… their name is Alacreus… they’re a husky… they’re really fast… and they love racing…” they trail off.
"Go on."
“Uhm… they’ve never lost a race… and they’re really energetic and haaate the indoors… a lot… heh…”
"To be fair, I hate to be inside too."
“Yeah… uh, they should be somewhere nearby… if you want to meet them…” they uncover their eyes and look up, but immediately start hyperventilating again. They can’t see, because of the light they were just exposed to.
Suddenly, their eyes heal
They flinch in shock, looking around in surprise, and relief.
”W-what just happened-“ they look to see if Zodiac is nearby.
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.
That person doesn't have a shadow, they are a blond blue haired kid. "I know it's hard, but trust me, it will be ok."
The darkness around them starts to fade a bit, but Lonely doesn’t move themself.
"Here's a trick I was taught, deep breathing, breath in for five seconds, hold for four, and blow for 3
After a bit, they start doing that breathing technique, and they calm down a little bit.
"Can you tell me about your dog?"
“O-okay... uhm… their name is Alacreus… they’re a husky… they’re really fast… and they love racing…” they trail off.
"Go on."
“Uhm… they’ve never lost a race… and they’re really energetic and haaate the indoors… a lot… heh…”
"To be fair, I hate to be inside too."
“Yeah… uh, they should be somewhere nearby… if you want to meet them…” they uncover their eyes and look up, but immediately start hyperventilating again. They can’t see, because of the light they were just exposed to.
Suddenly, their eyes heal
They flinch in shock, looking around in surprise, and relief.
”W-what just happened-“ they look to see if Zodiac is nearby.
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.
“Hmm. Seems like a good conduit for magic. Lighting especially. Good power behind it too.”
"Yes. It is a very powerful magical artifact. Here, hand it back to me." He holds out his hand.
He tosses it back
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That person doesn't have a shadow, they are a blond blue haired kid. "I know it's hard, but trust me, it will be ok."
“Hmm. Seems like a good conduit for magic. Lighting especially. Good power behind it too.”
The only thing I know for certain is that I exist
The darkness around them starts to fade a bit, but Lonely doesn’t move themself.
"Here's a trick I was taught, deep breathing, breath in for five seconds, hold for four, and blow for 3
T H E C H E F wanders out of the woods, holding several dead rabbits by the ears. They don't have any wounds on them. He sniffs, then walks up, arms folded. The air around him is ever-so-slightly chillier for some reason. "Ingredients?" he demands, calmly.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
After a bit, they start doing that breathing technique, and they calm down a little bit.
"Can you tell me about your dog?"
He looks up, unfazed. “And who are you, exactly?”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
“O-okay... uhm… their name is Alacreus… they’re a husky… they’re really fast… and they love racing…” they trail off.
"Go on."
“Uhm… they’ve never lost a race… and they’re really energetic and haaate the indoors… a lot… heh…”
"To be fair, I hate to be inside too."
"Chef. Just Chef. I just want to make sure you've got proper ingredients and a good supply before you take on the role of Host to a bunch of violent, god-slaying sadomasochists."
His eyes are just as compassionless and dull as before.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
"Yes. It is a very powerful magical artifact. Here, hand it back to me." He holds out his hand.
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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“Yeah… uh, they should be somewhere nearby… if you want to meet them…” they uncover their eyes and look up, but immediately start hyperventilating again. They can’t see, because of the light they were just exposed to.
Suddenly, their eyes heal
They flinch in shock, looking around in surprise, and relief.
”W-what just happened-“ they look to see if Zodiac is nearby.
He is gone
He tosses it back
The only thing I know for certain is that I exist