Rag is in the Pit fiends barracks playing cards with the other pit fiends, and is losing horribly but having a lot of fun, lifting the mood of everyone he is playing with. Just being a jolly giant.
Zeon suddenly sprints and full stops in the barracks as wind whips around him a bit, looking around. “Uh…I might be lost now….” He then sees Rag and the Pit Fiends.
Rag puts down his cards "I wasn't going to win anyway guys, I've got to handle this real quick." He walks over to Zeon, his immense height much larger than the kid. He picks the kid up and puts him over his shoulder "You're going home kid."
Zeon panics a bit at being grabbed by a stranger as his spell book starts to glow brightly before casting a spell. rainbow lightning strikes Zeon, increasing his speed immensely. He jumps up from Rag’s grasp. “MEEP!!” Before he literal books it out of there like lightning in a panic.
Rag sighs and gets into a running stance before charging after the kid, in an explosion of sound he follows after the kid, catching up not as quickly but very steadily, making sure not to blitz past the kid "Don't make me pick you up again young man."
Zeon sees this and sprints faster, breaking the sound barrier as he starts to zig zag and quick sharp turns down various corridors and up and down stairs. He starts hopping over demons or wall running to avoid them entirely.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
He can sense a dangerous presence watching him, looking for a moment to strike.
He looks around *passive perception of 21*
*Stealth:25* If failure he see a Tiefling in a tank top T-shirt covered in strange stains, the only recognizable ones being blood, and parachute pants. He has a strange katana at his side.
“Hmm.” Though not knowing where they are he raises his voice “If you come out now, I might spare your life!”
He hears laughter coming from somewhere "Stop making threats and maybe I won't [gp]ing kill your [gp] myself." He appears a few feet behind them.
“Good.” He gets up “They hell do you want?”
He sighs, "My job is to arrest you, don't take it personally."
“On what grounds?”
"How about your criminally bad luck? Or maybe the murders."
“Are you the police or something?”
"More like I do odd jobs. I'd prefer you come without issue."
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What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Rag is in the Pit fiends barracks playing cards with the other pit fiends, and is losing horribly but having a lot of fun, lifting the mood of everyone he is playing with. Just being a jolly giant.
Zeon suddenly sprints and full stops in the barracks as wind whips around him a bit, looking around. “Uh…I might be lost now….” He then sees Rag and the Pit Fiends.
Rag puts down his cards "I wasn't going to win anyway guys, I've got to handle this real quick." He walks over to Zeon, his immense height much larger than the kid. He picks the kid up and puts him over his shoulder "You're going home kid."
Zeon panics a bit at being grabbed by a stranger as his spell book starts to glow brightly before casting a spell. rainbow lightning strikes Zeon, increasing his speed immensely. He jumps up from Rag’s grasp. “MEEP!!” Before he literal books it out of there like lightning in a panic.
Rag sighs and gets into a running stance before charging after the kid, in an explosion of sound he follows after the kid, catching up not as quickly but very steadily, making sure not to blitz past the kid "Don't make me pick you up again young man."
Zeon sees this and sprints faster, breaking the sound barrier as he starts to zig zag and quick sharp turns down various corridors and up and down stairs. He starts hopping over demons or wall running to avoid them entirely.
Rag begins to move with expert movement, shattering the sound barrier himself, no zigzagging, minimizing his nesscessary movements to keep up with the child, steadily speeding up. Athletics:36
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What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
He can sense a dangerous presence watching him, looking for a moment to strike.
He looks around *passive perception of 21*
*Stealth:25* If failure he see a Tiefling in a tank top T-shirt covered in strange stains, the only recognizable ones being blood, and parachute pants. He has a strange katana at his side.
“Hmm.” Though not knowing where they are he raises his voice “If you come out now, I might spare your life!”
He hears laughter coming from somewhere "Stop making threats and maybe I won't [gp]ing kill your [gp] myself." He appears a few feet behind them.
“Good.” He gets up “They hell do you want?”
He sighs, "My job is to arrest you, don't take it personally."
“On what grounds?”
"How about your criminally bad luck? Or maybe the murders."
“Are you the police or something?”
"More like I do odd jobs. I'd prefer you come without issue."
He can sense a dangerous presence watching him, looking for a moment to strike.
He looks around *passive perception of 21*
*Stealth:25* If failure he see a Tiefling in a tank top T-shirt covered in strange stains, the only recognizable ones being blood, and parachute pants. He has a strange katana at his side.
“Hmm.” Though not knowing where they are he raises his voice “If you come out now, I might spare your life!”
He hears laughter coming from somewhere "Stop making threats and maybe I won't [gp]ing kill your [gp] myself." He appears a few feet behind them.
“Good.” He gets up “They hell do you want?”
He sighs, "My job is to arrest you, don't take it personally."
“On what grounds?”
"How about your criminally bad luck? Or maybe the murders."
“Are you the police or something?”
"More like I do odd jobs. I'd prefer you come without issue."
“Bounty hunter then. You got a license for that?”
"I'd say so. I assume you think you can beat me, so you won't be going willingly."
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What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Rag is in the Pit fiends barracks playing cards with the other pit fiends, and is losing horribly but having a lot of fun, lifting the mood of everyone he is playing with. Just being a jolly giant.
Zeon suddenly sprints and full stops in the barracks as wind whips around him a bit, looking around. “Uh…I might be lost now….” He then sees Rag and the Pit Fiends.
Rag puts down his cards "I wasn't going to win anyway guys, I've got to handle this real quick." He walks over to Zeon, his immense height much larger than the kid. He picks the kid up and puts him over his shoulder "You're going home kid."
Zeon panics a bit at being grabbed by a stranger as his spell book starts to glow brightly before casting a spell. rainbow lightning strikes Zeon, increasing his speed immensely. He jumps up from Rag’s grasp. “MEEP!!” Before he literal books it out of there like lightning in a panic.
Rag sighs and gets into a running stance before charging after the kid, in an explosion of sound he follows after the kid, catching up not as quickly but very steadily, making sure not to blitz past the kid "Don't make me pick you up again young man."
Zeon sees this and sprints faster, breaking the sound barrier as he starts to zig zag and quick sharp turns down various corridors and up and down stairs. He starts hopping over demons or wall running to avoid them entirely.
Rag begins to move with expert movement, shattering the sound barrier himself, no zigzagging, minimizing his nesscessary movements to keep up with the child, steadily speeding up. Athletics:50
Zeon keeps running faster and faster, glancing back, his eyes widen in a panic at this complete stranger chasing him. He would start to fire blasts of electricity to try and slow him down, but they don’t directly hit him. At one point, he starts to run up one of the tower walls, zooming and leaping.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
He can sense a dangerous presence watching him, looking for a moment to strike.
He looks around *passive perception of 21*
*Stealth:25* If failure he see a Tiefling in a tank top T-shirt covered in strange stains, the only recognizable ones being blood, and parachute pants. He has a strange katana at his side.
“Hmm.” Though not knowing where they are he raises his voice “If you come out now, I might spare your life!”
He hears laughter coming from somewhere "Stop making threats and maybe I won't [gp]ing kill your [gp] myself." He appears a few feet behind them.
“Good.” He gets up “They hell do you want?”
He sighs, "My job is to arrest you, don't take it personally."
“On what grounds?”
"How about your criminally bad luck? Or maybe the murders."
“Are you the police or something?”
"More like I do odd jobs. I'd prefer you come without issue."
“Bounty hunter then. You got a license for that?”
"I'd say so. I assume you think you can beat me, so you won't be going willingly."
“I’m going to have to request that you show me the license. If you’re going to arrest me, it’s going to be by the book.”
He can sense a dangerous presence watching him, looking for a moment to strike.
He looks around *passive perception of 21*
*Stealth:25* If failure he see a Tiefling in a tank top T-shirt covered in strange stains, the only recognizable ones being blood, and parachute pants. He has a strange katana at his side.
“Hmm.” Though not knowing where they are he raises his voice “If you come out now, I might spare your life!”
He hears laughter coming from somewhere "Stop making threats and maybe I won't [gp]ing kill your [gp] myself." He appears a few feet behind them.
“Good.” He gets up “They hell do you want?”
He sighs, "My job is to arrest you, don't take it personally."
“On what grounds?”
"How about your criminally bad luck? Or maybe the murders."
“Are you the police or something?”
"More like I do odd jobs. I'd prefer you come without issue."
“Bounty hunter then. You got a license for that?”
"I'd say so. I assume you think you can beat me, so you won't be going willingly."
“I’m going to have to request that you show me the license. If you’re going to arrest me, it’s going to be by the book.”
"Fine I suppose." He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a card, it reads 'Official Bounty Hunter License, for the idiots who care about being by the book.'
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What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Rag is in the Pit fiends barracks playing cards with the other pit fiends, and is losing horribly but having a lot of fun, lifting the mood of everyone he is playing with. Just being a jolly giant.
Zeon suddenly sprints and full stops in the barracks as wind whips around him a bit, looking around. “Uh…I might be lost now….” He then sees Rag and the Pit Fiends.
Rag puts down his cards "I wasn't going to win anyway guys, I've got to handle this real quick." He walks over to Zeon, his immense height much larger than the kid. He picks the kid up and puts him over his shoulder "You're going home kid."
Zeon panics a bit at being grabbed by a stranger as his spell book starts to glow brightly before casting a spell. rainbow lightning strikes Zeon, increasing his speed immensely. He jumps up from Rag’s grasp. “MEEP!!” Before he literal books it out of there like lightning in a panic.
Rag sighs and gets into a running stance before charging after the kid, in an explosion of sound he follows after the kid, catching up not as quickly but very steadily, making sure not to blitz past the kid "Don't make me pick you up again young man."
Zeon sees this and sprints faster, breaking the sound barrier as he starts to zig zag and quick sharp turns down various corridors and up and down stairs. He starts hopping over demons or wall running to avoid them entirely.
Rag begins to move with expert movement, shattering the sound barrier himself, no zigzagging, minimizing his nesscessary movements to keep up with the child, steadily speeding up. Athletics:50
Zeon keeps running faster and faster, glancing back, his eyes widen in a panic at this complete stranger chasing him. He would start to fire blasts of electricity to try and slow him down, but they don’t directly hit him. At one point, he starts to run up one of the tower walls, zooming and leaping.
Eventually Rag blurs with speed, catching up to the kid and grabbing him, making sure to slow down so he doesn't strange him "I'm immune to attacks like that. You are going back to the dome child, now please stop trying to run away."
He can sense a dangerous presence watching him, looking for a moment to strike.
He looks around *passive perception of 21*
*Stealth:25* If failure he see a Tiefling in a tank top T-shirt covered in strange stains, the only recognizable ones being blood, and parachute pants. He has a strange katana at his side.
“Hmm.” Though not knowing where they are he raises his voice “If you come out now, I might spare your life!”
He hears laughter coming from somewhere "Stop making threats and maybe I won't [gp]ing kill your [gp] myself." He appears a few feet behind them.
“Good.” He gets up “They hell do you want?”
He sighs, "My job is to arrest you, don't take it personally."
“On what grounds?”
"How about your criminally bad luck? Or maybe the murders."
“Are you the police or something?”
"More like I do odd jobs. I'd prefer you come without issue."
“Bounty hunter then. You got a license for that?”
"I'd say so. I assume you think you can beat me, so you won't be going willingly."
“I’m going to have to request that you show me the license. If you’re going to arrest me, it’s going to be by the book.”
"Fine I suppose." He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a card, it reads 'Official Bounty Hunter License, for the idiots who care about being by the book.'
“Ok then. Well then let’s go. I don’t try handcuffs, I don’t do handcuffs.”
Eventually Rag blurs with speed, catching up to the kid and grabbing him, making sure to slow down so he doesn't strange him "I'm immune to attacks like that. You are going back to the dome child, now please stop trying to run away."
He would suddenly teleport away, before running away again. After close to an hour of running, as his speed enhancement spell wears off, Zeon eventually finds Ragnaris again and zips up his tail and spine before hiding behind his massive neck. The dragon is the closest thing to a familiar figure for the kid.
He would suddenly teleport away, before running away again. After close to an hour of running, as his speed enhancement spell wears off, Zeon eventually finds Ragnaris again and zips up his tail and spine before hiding behind his massive neck. The dragon is the closest thing to a familiar figure for the kid.
Rag walks back to his grandfather, and sees the child "You realize that is my grandfather right kid?" He squats to look him in the eyes "You're a fast kid but you should get out of here before someone less kind makes you leave."
Rag is in the Pit fiends barracks playing cards with the other pit fiends, and is losing horribly but having a lot of fun, lifting the mood of everyone he is playing with. Just being a jolly giant.
*Arch?*
One of the pit fiends, who just won, ‘woohoo!’s and throws his hand down on the table, looking at Ragnaris. “Man… you are really bad at this… hah. Want to play again?”
"Sure thing, I don't really have anything to lose anymore." He lays down a royal flush "Although I let you win that one my friend." He grins, his teeth sharp as a knife "Let's play again my friend.".
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What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Rag is in the Pit fiends barracks playing cards with the other pit fiends, and is losing horribly but having a lot of fun, lifting the mood of everyone he is playing with. Just being a jolly giant.
*Arch?*
One of the pit fiends, who just won, ‘woohoo!’s and throws his hand down on the table, looking at Ragnaris. “Man… you are really bad at this… hah. Want to play again?”
"Sure thing, I don't really have anything to lose anymore." He lays down a royal flush "Although I let you win that one my friend." He grins, his teeth sharp as a knife "Let's play again my friend.".
Rag is in the Pit fiends barracks playing cards with the other pit fiends, and is losing horribly but having a lot of fun, lifting the mood of everyone he is playing with. Just being a jolly giant.
Zeon suddenly sprints and full stops in the barracks as wind whips around him a bit, looking around. “Uh…I might be lost now….” He then sees Rag and the Pit Fiends.
Rag puts down his cards "I wasn't going to win anyway guys, I've got to handle this real quick." He walks over to Zeon, his immense height much larger than the kid. He picks the kid up and puts him over his shoulder "You're going home kid."
Ragnaris charges into the barracks at full speed moments after Rag says this. He trips over one of his own feet and goes flying.
Rag follows after him, trying to save his grandfather from hurting anyone.
Ragnaris quickly recovers, and in the confusion he mistakes Rag for a Pit fiend. He opens a portal and appears directly in front of Zeon.
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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.
Zeon sees this and sprints faster, breaking the sound barrier as he starts to zig zag and quick sharp turns down various corridors and up and down stairs. He starts hopping over demons or wall running to avoid them entirely.
"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
Barbeau is making a giant summoning circle. He has slaughtered just so many animals to make the paint.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"More like I do odd jobs. I'd prefer you come without issue."
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
Rag begins to move with expert movement, shattering the sound barrier himself, no zigzagging, minimizing his nesscessary movements to keep up with the child, steadily speeding up. Athletics:36
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
“Bounty hunter then. You got a license for that?”
Somewhere between a genius and a moron.
"I'd say so. I assume you think you can beat me, so you won't be going willingly."
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
Zeon keeps running faster and faster, glancing back, his eyes widen in a panic at this complete stranger chasing him. He would start to fire blasts of electricity to try and slow him down, but they don’t directly hit him. At one point, he starts to run up one of the tower walls, zooming and leaping.
"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
“I’m going to have to request that you show me the license. If you’re going to arrest me, it’s going to be by the book.”
Somewhere between a genius and a moron.
"Fine I suppose." He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a card, it reads 'Official Bounty Hunter License, for the idiots who care about being by the book.'
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
Eventually Rag blurs with speed, catching up to the kid and grabbing him, making sure to slow down so he doesn't strange him "I'm immune to attacks like that. You are going back to the dome child, now please stop trying to run away."
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
“Ok then. Well then let’s go. I don’t try handcuffs, I don’t do handcuffs.”
Somewhere between a genius and a moron.
"Good. I recommend not going for a trail by combat, and if you try to stab me in the back you'll miss."
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
He would suddenly teleport away, before running away again. After close to an hour of running, as his speed enhancement spell wears off, Zeon eventually finds Ragnaris again and zips up his tail and spine before hiding behind his massive neck. The dragon is the closest thing to a familiar figure for the kid.
"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
Rag walks back to his grandfather, and sees the child "You realize that is my grandfather right kid?" He squats to look him in the eyes "You're a fast kid but you should get out of here before someone less kind makes you leave."
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
*hey Himy, I’m thinking of introing the world treant soon*
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
“If it comes down to it, I’ll take it.”
Somewhere between a genius and a moron.
“Uh-… beginner’s luck…” they play again.
Ragnaris quickly recovers, and in the confusion he mistakes Rag for a Pit fiend. He opens a portal and appears directly in front of Zeon.
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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*Got it!*
Somewhere between a genius and a moron.