Barbeau sits down as well. He pours them each a glass. The tea bubbles like champagne. "So, what drew you to come here? To this dome, then to my lair."
"What drives any adventurer anywhere other than a burning curiosity." He sips a bit of the champagne, raising his eyebrows for a moment in surprise "This isn't bad. I like it."
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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.
“I would reincarnate from one of my hundreds of seeds across the planes, growing into my full form again over the course of a thousand years. But this has never happened before. You want to kill me, do you not?
"Because I could kill you does not mean I wont to. I am not the person you think I am, I am better than that."
“i highly doubt you would have the ability to kill me, creature.”
"That's what they all used to say, before they died of course."
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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.
“I would reincarnate from one of my hundreds of seeds across the planes, growing into my full form again over the course of a thousand years. But this has never happened before. You want to kill me, do you not?
"Because I could kill you does not mean I wont to. I am not the person you think I am, I am better than that."
“i highly doubt you would have the ability to kill me, creature.”
"That's what they all used to say, before they died of course."
“I would reincarnate from one of my hundreds of seeds across the planes, growing into my full form again over the course of a thousand years. But this has never happened before. You want to kill me, do you not?
"Because I could kill you does not mean I wont to. I am not the person you think I am, I am better than that."
“i highly doubt you would have the ability to kill me, creature.”
"That's what they all used to say, before they died of course."
“explain how you would kill me, then.”
"Why would I do that when I don't want to kill you?"
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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.
a thundering sound echoes across the area of the dome.
thump.
it gets louder, closer. Anyone looking out of the dome can see an enormous Ash tree in the distance. Its roots dig deep into the earth and reach wide like hands. It’s branches touch the stars itself and its bark is pristine and without flaw.
THUMP.
The sound is like the crackling of branches in a gale force wind, snapping and whirring in the intense hurricane. The tree’s roots rip from the ground, and form two legs, almost goat like in appearance, as the tree rises higher into the sky, two of it’s largest branches on either side twist, bend, and contort into enormous limbs, with four digits, ending in sharp claws that could rend the sky itself. Hollows and holes in it’s trunk twist and expand and reshape, forming into four giant eyes, vaguely glowing with the green light of nature’s wrath, and a toothless mouth in the strange approximation of a smile. In its upper canopy, dominating the sky around it for hundreds of feet, live numerous small critters and a few… not so very small creatures only seen as shadows moving at its center. The creature, standing four hundred feet tall, lumbers its way, step by step, towards the dome, it’s wooden hooves causing earthquakes for miles around as flowers and fields and entire forests sprout at it’s feet. It moves a hundred feet with each stride, and it’s only getting closer.
Ragnaris, standing almost equal in height, growls as he sees it. He takes to the air, then flies outside the dome. He stops in front of it, flapping his wings to stay aloft.
It pauses, its four eyes focusing on Ragnaris.
”Great dragon… flee, or you will die.”
Ragnaris ignores the threat, flames now flickering in his maw. "Who are you, and what is your business at the dome?"
“Yggdrasil… the world treant… Nature is at an imbalance, and I will…” she draws in air through her mouth, almost extinguishing the flames.
”Correct it…”
Fumes of poisonous gas begins to leak from his mouth. "What is this imbalance, and what needs to be done to correct it?"
“Destruction… this entire place wreaks havoc on the surrounding world, with all of the violence and death and fire… I am here to destroy as well, then recycle your corpses into the dirt… and regrow,”
"I am not planning on dying any time soon. I still have 200 years until my grandson is released from a Devil's control, and I will NOT be dead when he is freed."
“then do not impede me, dragon. Actually, I may just have to come for you now, to save time.
"You have come for me? Why?"
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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 would reincarnate from one of my hundreds of seeds across the planes, growing into my full form again over the course of a thousand years. But this has never happened before. You want to kill me, do you not?
"Because I could kill you does not mean I wont to. I am not the person you think I am, I am better than that."
“i highly doubt you would have the ability to kill me, creature.”
"That's what they all used to say, before they died of course."
“explain how you would kill me, then.”
"Why would I do that when I don't want to kill you?"
“Because I would like to know the process in which you would end my endless life.”
a thundering sound echoes across the area of the dome.
thump.
it gets louder, closer. Anyone looking out of the dome can see an enormous Ash tree in the distance. Its roots dig deep into the earth and reach wide like hands. It’s branches touch the stars itself and its bark is pristine and without flaw.
THUMP.
The sound is like the crackling of branches in a gale force wind, snapping and whirring in the intense hurricane. The tree’s roots rip from the ground, and form two legs, almost goat like in appearance, as the tree rises higher into the sky, two of it’s largest branches on either side twist, bend, and contort into enormous limbs, with four digits, ending in sharp claws that could rend the sky itself. Hollows and holes in it’s trunk twist and expand and reshape, forming into four giant eyes, vaguely glowing with the green light of nature’s wrath, and a toothless mouth in the strange approximation of a smile. In its upper canopy, dominating the sky around it for hundreds of feet, live numerous small critters and a few… not so very small creatures only seen as shadows moving at its center. The creature, standing four hundred feet tall, lumbers its way, step by step, towards the dome, it’s wooden hooves causing earthquakes for miles around as flowers and fields and entire forests sprout at it’s feet. It moves a hundred feet with each stride, and it’s only getting closer.
Ragnaris, standing almost equal in height, growls as he sees it. He takes to the air, then flies outside the dome. He stops in front of it, flapping his wings to stay aloft.
It pauses, its four eyes focusing on Ragnaris.
”Great dragon… flee, or you will die.”
Ragnaris ignores the threat, flames now flickering in his maw. "Who are you, and what is your business at the dome?"
“Yggdrasil… the world treant… Nature is at an imbalance, and I will…” she draws in air through her mouth, almost extinguishing the flames.
”Correct it…”
Fumes of poisonous gas begins to leak from his mouth. "What is this imbalance, and what needs to be done to correct it?"
“Destruction… this entire place wreaks havoc on the surrounding world, with all of the violence and death and fire… I am here to destroy as well, then recycle your corpses into the dirt… and regrow,”
"I am not planning on dying any time soon. I still have 200 years until my grandson is released from a Devil's control, and I will NOT be dead when he is freed."
“then do not impede me, dragon. Actually, I may just have to come for you now, to save time.
"You have come for me? Why?"
”you are a destructive force, and the natural world would be better off if you were dead.”
Barbeau sits down as well. He pours them each a glass. The tea bubbles like champagne. "So, what drew you to come here? To this dome, then to my lair."
"What drives any adventurer anywhere other than a burning curiosity." He sips a bit of the champagne, raising his eyebrows for a moment in surprise "This isn't bad. I like it."
"It's good tea. I developed the blend with three world-class herbalists and an equally skilled beveragier. I hope to work with them again sometime, since I'm getting a bit bored of using the same drink for every special occasion, even if it is superb." He takes a sip as well. "I should probably tell you what brought me here, yes? Well, I need structure in my life. Peace. This dome is a threat to that. All my guests could talk about was this dome. About how nervous they were. So I decided that, since no one seemed to have done anything yet, I would go and deal with it."
He sighs. "I seem to be a bit out of my league to be perfectly honest. I may be an archfiend in the loosest sense, but this is all beyond me."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“I would reincarnate from one of my hundreds of seeds across the planes, growing into my full form again over the course of a thousand years. But this has never happened before. You want to kill me, do you not?
"Because I could kill you does not mean I wont to. I am not the person you think I am, I am better than that."
“i highly doubt you would have the ability to kill me, creature.”
"That's what they all used to say, before they died of course."
“explain how you would kill me, then.”
"Why would I do that when I don't want to kill you?"
“Because I would like to know the process in which you would end my endless life.”
"Well I'm an affection specialist. I would eventually rot you to until nothing was left."
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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.
Zeon sprints over to the Treant, seeing Jason and Ragnaris speaking to it.
He sees a massive furry red face pop out. A squirrel the size of a tank.
Zeon blinks, curious, before he begins to sprint up the tree towards it.
It barks at him. Which translates as the perfect insult. One that hits close to home. One that takes advantage of all his fears, flaws, failures and insecurities. Make a charisma save
Cha save: 18
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
“I would reincarnate from one of my hundreds of seeds across the planes, growing into my full form again over the course of a thousand years. But this has never happened before. You want to kill me, do you not?
"Because I could kill you does not mean I wont to. I am not the person you think I am, I am better than that."
“i highly doubt you would have the ability to kill me, creature.”
"That's what they all used to say, before they died of course."
“explain how you would kill me, then.”
"Why would I do that when I don't want to kill you?"
“Because I would like to know the process in which you would end my endless life.”
"Well I'm an affection specialist. I would eventually rot you to until nothing was left."
“Interesting… I doubt that would work. But quite interesting.”
Zeon sprints over to the Treant, seeing Jason and Ragnaris speaking to it.
He sees a massive furry red face pop out. A squirrel the size of a tank.
Zeon blinks, curious, before he begins to sprint up the tree towards it.
It barks at him. Which translates as the perfect insult. One that hits close to home. One that takes advantage of all his fears, flaws, failures and insecurities. Make a charisma save
Cha save: 33
The insult completely ravages him. In in a combination of fear and self loathing, he stops in his tracks *paralyzed* and takes 63 psychic damage, ignoring immunity and resistance
Zeon sprints over to the Treant, seeing Jason and Ragnaris speaking to it.
He sees a massive furry red face pop out. A squirrel the size of a tank.
Zeon blinks, curious, before he begins to sprint up the tree towards it.
It barks at him. Which translates as the perfect insult. One that hits close to home. One that takes advantage of all his fears, flaws, failures and insecurities. Make a charisma save
Cha save: 33
The insult completely ravages him. In in a combination of fear and self loathing, he stops in his tracks *paralyzed* and takes 63 psychic damage, ignoring immunity and resistance
a thundering sound echoes across the area of the dome.
thump.
it gets louder, closer. Anyone looking out of the dome can see an enormous Ash tree in the distance. Its roots dig deep into the earth and reach wide like hands. It’s branches touch the stars itself and its bark is pristine and without flaw.
THUMP.
The sound is like the crackling of branches in a gale force wind, snapping and whirring in the intense hurricane. The tree’s roots rip from the ground, and form two legs, almost goat like in appearance, as the tree rises higher into the sky, two of it’s largest branches on either side twist, bend, and contort into enormous limbs, with four digits, ending in sharp claws that could rend the sky itself. Hollows and holes in it’s trunk twist and expand and reshape, forming into four giant eyes, vaguely glowing with the green light of nature’s wrath, and a toothless mouth in the strange approximation of a smile. In its upper canopy, dominating the sky around it for hundreds of feet, live numerous small critters and a few… not so very small creatures only seen as shadows moving at its center. The creature, standing four hundred feet tall, lumbers its way, step by step, towards the dome, it’s wooden hooves causing earthquakes for miles around as flowers and fields and entire forests sprout at it’s feet. It moves a hundred feet with each stride, and it’s only getting closer.
Ragnaris, standing almost equal in height, growls as he sees it. He takes to the air, then flies outside the dome. He stops in front of it, flapping his wings to stay aloft.
It pauses, its four eyes focusing on Ragnaris.
”Great dragon… flee, or you will die.”
Ragnaris ignores the threat, flames now flickering in his maw. "Who are you, and what is your business at the dome?"
“Yggdrasil… the world treant… Nature is at an imbalance, and I will…” she draws in air through her mouth, almost extinguishing the flames.
”Correct it…”
Fumes of poisonous gas begins to leak from his mouth. "What is this imbalance, and what needs to be done to correct it?"
“Destruction… this entire place wreaks havoc on the surrounding world, with all of the violence and death and fire… I am here to destroy as well, then recycle your corpses into the dirt… and regrow,”
"I am not planning on dying any time soon. I still have 200 years until my grandson is released from a Devil's control, and I will NOT be dead when he is freed."
“then do not impede me, dragon. Actually, I may just have to come for you now, to save time.
"You have come for me? Why?"
”you are a destructive force, and the natural world would be better off if you were dead.”
"But by casting me down, you become a destructive force yourself. Would that not mean you would have to strike yourself down as 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.
Barbeau sits down as well. He pours them each a glass. The tea bubbles like champagne. "So, what drew you to come here? To this dome, then to my lair."
"What drives any adventurer anywhere other than a burning curiosity." He sips a bit of the champagne, raising his eyebrows for a moment in surprise "This isn't bad. I like it."
"It's good tea. I developed the blend with three world-class herbalists and an equally skilled beveragier. I hope to work with them again sometime, since I'm getting a bit bored of using the same drink for every special occasion, even if it is superb." He takes a sip as well. "I should probably tell you what brought me here, yes? Well, I need structure in my life. Peace. This dome is a threat to that. All my guests could talk about was this dome. About how nervous they were. So I decided that, since no one seemed to have done anything yet, I would go and deal with it."
He sighs. "I seem to be a bit out of my league to be perfectly honest. I may be an archfiend in the loosest sense, but this is all beyond me."
"Ha, I've never stopped when I was out of my depth. I just pushed forward until the job was done and the world was saved. That's all you can do sometimes."
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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.
“I would reincarnate from one of my hundreds of seeds across the planes, growing into my full form again over the course of a thousand years. But this has never happened before. You want to kill me, do you not?
"Because I could kill you does not mean I wont to. I am not the person you think I am, I am better than that."
“i highly doubt you would have the ability to kill me, creature.”
"That's what they all used to say, before they died of course."
“explain how you would kill me, then.”
"Why would I do that when I don't want to kill you?"
“Because I would like to know the process in which you would end my endless life.”
"Well I'm an affection specialist. I would eventually rot you to until nothing was left."
“Interesting… I doubt that would work. But quite interesting.”
"Everyone doubts it works until they see it in action, then the fear sets in."
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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.
a thundering sound echoes across the area of the dome.
thump.
it gets louder, closer. Anyone looking out of the dome can see an enormous Ash tree in the distance. Its roots dig deep into the earth and reach wide like hands. It’s branches touch the stars itself and its bark is pristine and without flaw.
THUMP.
The sound is like the crackling of branches in a gale force wind, snapping and whirring in the intense hurricane. The tree’s roots rip from the ground, and form two legs, almost goat like in appearance, as the tree rises higher into the sky, two of it’s largest branches on either side twist, bend, and contort into enormous limbs, with four digits, ending in sharp claws that could rend the sky itself. Hollows and holes in it’s trunk twist and expand and reshape, forming into four giant eyes, vaguely glowing with the green light of nature’s wrath, and a toothless mouth in the strange approximation of a smile. In its upper canopy, dominating the sky around it for hundreds of feet, live numerous small critters and a few… not so very small creatures only seen as shadows moving at its center. The creature, standing four hundred feet tall, lumbers its way, step by step, towards the dome, it’s wooden hooves causing earthquakes for miles around as flowers and fields and entire forests sprout at it’s feet. It moves a hundred feet with each stride, and it’s only getting closer.
Ragnaris, standing almost equal in height, growls as he sees it. He takes to the air, then flies outside the dome. He stops in front of it, flapping his wings to stay aloft.
It pauses, its four eyes focusing on Ragnaris.
”Great dragon… flee, or you will die.”
Ragnaris ignores the threat, flames now flickering in his maw. "Who are you, and what is your business at the dome?"
“Yggdrasil… the world treant… Nature is at an imbalance, and I will…” she draws in air through her mouth, almost extinguishing the flames.
”Correct it…”
Fumes of poisonous gas begins to leak from his mouth. "What is this imbalance, and what needs to be done to correct it?"
“Destruction… this entire place wreaks havoc on the surrounding world, with all of the violence and death and fire… I am here to destroy as well, then recycle your corpses into the dirt… and regrow,”
"I am not planning on dying any time soon. I still have 200 years until my grandson is released from a Devil's control, and I will NOT be dead when he is freed."
“then do not impede me, dragon. Actually, I may just have to come for you now, to save time.
"You have come for me? Why?"
”you are a destructive force, and the natural world would be better off if you were dead.”
"But by casting me down, you become a destructive force yourself. Would that not mean you would have to strike yourself down as well?"
”I am a destructive force of nature, and I regrow what I destroy, and only destroy out of necessity. We are not the same.”
“I would reincarnate from one of my hundreds of seeds across the planes, growing into my full form again over the course of a thousand years. But this has never happened before. You want to kill me, do you not?
"Because I could kill you does not mean I wont to. I am not the person you think I am, I am better than that."
“i highly doubt you would have the ability to kill me, creature.”
"That's what they all used to say, before they died of course."
“explain how you would kill me, then.”
"Why would I do that when I don't want to kill you?"
“Because I would like to know the process in which you would end my endless life.”
"Well I'm an affection specialist. I would eventually rot you to until nothing was left."
“Interesting… I doubt that would work. But quite interesting.”
"Everyone doubts it works until they see it in action, then the fear sets in."
“I would reincarnate from one of my hundreds of seeds across the planes, growing into my full form again over the course of a thousand years. But this has never happened before. You want to kill me, do you not?
"Because I could kill you does not mean I wont to. I am not the person you think I am, I am better than that."
“i highly doubt you would have the ability to kill me, creature.”
"That's what they all used to say, before they died of course."
“explain how you would kill me, then.”
"Why would I do that when I don't want to kill you?"
“Because I would like to know the process in which you would end my endless life.”
"Well I'm an affection specialist. I would eventually rot you to until nothing was left."
“Interesting… I doubt that would work. But quite interesting.”
"Everyone doubts it works until they see it in action, then the fear sets in."
“I will believe it when you use it.”
"I doubt you want to die, and I don't want to kill you. So you'll have to see it from someone else."
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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.
The insult completely ravages him. In in a combination of fear and self loathing, he stops in his tracks *paralyzed* and takes 63 psychic damage, ignoring immunity and resistance
75
*Sorry, am I taking 63 damage or 75 to be clear?*
Zeon stops, shaking like a leaf
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
"What drives any adventurer anywhere other than a burning curiosity." He sips a bit of the champagne, raising his eyebrows for a moment in surprise "This isn't bad. I like it."
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
"That's what they all used to say, before they died of course."
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
“explain how you would kill me, then.”
"Why would I do that when I don't want to kill you?"
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
"You have come for me? Why?"
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.
Extended sig
“Because I would like to know the process in which you would end my endless life.”
”you are a destructive force, and the natural world would be better off if you were dead.”
"It's good tea. I developed the blend with three world-class herbalists and an equally skilled beveragier. I hope to work with them again sometime, since I'm getting a bit bored of using the same drink for every special occasion, even if it is superb." He takes a sip as well. "I should probably tell you what brought me here, yes? Well, I need structure in my life. Peace. This dome is a threat to that. All my guests could talk about was this dome. About how nervous they were. So I decided that, since no one seemed to have done anything yet, I would go and deal with it."
He sighs. "I seem to be a bit out of my league to be perfectly honest. I may be an archfiend in the loosest sense, but this is all beyond me."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Well I'm an affection specialist. I would eventually rot you to until nothing was left."
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
Cha save: 18
"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
“Interesting… I doubt that would work. But quite interesting.”
The insult completely ravages him. In in a combination of fear and self loathing, he stops in his tracks *paralyzed* and takes 63 psychic damage, ignoring immunity and resistance
Somewhere between a genius and a moron.
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Somewhere between a genius and a moron.
"But by casting me down, you become a destructive force yourself. Would that not mean you would have to strike yourself down as 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.
Extended sig
"Ha, I've never stopped when I was out of my depth. I just pushed forward until the job was done and the world was saved. That's all you can do sometimes."
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
"Everyone doubts it works until they see it in action, then the fear sets in."
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
”I am a destructive force of nature, and I regrow what I destroy, and only destroy out of necessity. We are not the same.”
“I will believe it when you use it.”
"I doubt you want to die, and I don't want to kill you. So you'll have to see it from someone else."
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
*Sorry, am I taking 63 damage or 75 to be clear?*
Zeon stops, shaking like a leaf
"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