Alacreus is chasing a terrified squirrel, running circles around it, not even touching it but causing such massive gusts of wind to pass by it starts floating.
Johnny Teatime and the cat parade is having a tea party at various tables, some of them playing chess or croquet on the field. Johnny is resting in his cup.
Zeon would race with Alacreus for a little while. He lasts an hour longer then last time before he has to stop the ace due to running out of energy.
Coronet would have some tea with the cat parade, letting them walk between her exposed ribcage as she is laying down and enjoying the little tea party.
Once the race is over, Alacreus stops next to Zeon, laying down and rolling over in the dirt.
Johnny wakes up and yawns, his feline eyes landin on Coronet. He meows adorably.
Zeon chuckles and pets him
Coronet looks down at Johnny with her ever present three headed grin. “Fabulous festivities, fine feline fellow!”
It suddenly jumps up and tries to hit Zeon’s book friend with its paw, at literal lightning speeds.
Thank you, dragon of Queen Tiamat. Would you like to join us for another festivity tomorrow? It meows, speaking telepathically. It rolls onto its back, still in its teacup, batting at its own nose, its motions not at all matching its words.
The Spellbook seems unperturbed by this action and let’s the dog paw at it, not getting injured. Zeon laughs a bit. “He seems to like you I think”
”Oh that would be purrfectly delightful, my fluffy, friendly Felidae friend!”
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Alacreus is chasing a terrified squirrel, running circles around it, not even touching it but causing such massive gusts of wind to pass by it starts floating.
Johnny Teatime and the cat parade is having a tea party at various tables, some of them playing chess or croquet on the field. Johnny is resting in his cup.
Zeon would race with Alacreus for a little while. He lasts an hour longer then last time before he has to stop the ace due to running out of energy.
Coronet would have some tea with the cat parade, letting them walk between her exposed ribcage as she is laying down and enjoying the little tea party.
Once the race is over, Alacreus stops next to Zeon, laying down and rolling over in the dirt.
Johnny wakes up and yawns, his feline eyes landin on Coronet. He meows adorably.
Zeon chuckles and pets him
Coronet looks down at Johnny with her ever present three headed grin. “Fabulous festivities, fine feline fellow!”
It suddenly jumps up and tries to hit Zeon’s book friend with its paw, at literal lightning speeds.
Thank you, dragon of Queen Tiamat. Would you like to join us for another festivity tomorrow? It meows, speaking telepathically. It rolls onto its back, still in its teacup, batting at its own nose, its motions not at all matching its words.
The Spellbook seems unperturbed by this action and let’s the dog paw at it, not getting injured. Zeon laughs a bit. “He seems to like you I think”
”Oh that would be purrfectly delightful, my fluffy, friendly Felidae friend!”
Alacreus jumps up again and this time tries to bite the spell book.
Alacreus is chasing a terrified squirrel, running circles around it, not even touching it but causing such massive gusts of wind to pass by it starts floating.
Johnny Teatime and the cat parade is having a tea party at various tables, some of them playing chess or croquet on the field. Johnny is resting in his cup.
Zeon would race with Alacreus for a little while. He lasts an hour longer then last time before he has to stop the ace due to running out of energy.
Coronet would have some tea with the cat parade, letting them walk between her exposed ribcage as she is laying down and enjoying the little tea party.
Once the race is over, Alacreus stops next to Zeon, laying down and rolling over in the dirt.
Johnny wakes up and yawns, his feline eyes landin on Coronet. He meows adorably.
Zeon chuckles and pets him
Coronet looks down at Johnny with her ever present three headed grin. “Fabulous festivities, fine feline fellow!”
It suddenly jumps up and tries to hit Zeon’s book friend with its paw, at literal lightning speeds.
Thank you, dragon of Queen Tiamat. Would you like to join us for another festivity tomorrow? It meows, speaking telepathically. It rolls onto its back, still in its teacup, batting at its own nose, its motions not at all matching its words.
The Spellbook seems unperturbed by this action and let’s the dog paw at it, not getting injured. Zeon laughs a bit. “He seems to like you I think”
”Oh that would be purrfectly delightful, my fluffy, friendly Felidae friend!”
Alacreus jumps up again and this time tries to bite the spell book.
what is your name? I’m Johnny! Johnny Teatime.
The spell book after a few minutes seems to give up and let the dog drab it with his mouth.
”You may call me Coronet, nice to make your acquaintance Johnny!”
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Alacreus is chasing a terrified squirrel, running circles around it, not even touching it but causing such massive gusts of wind to pass by it starts floating.
Johnny Teatime and the cat parade is having a tea party at various tables, some of them playing chess or croquet on the field. Johnny is resting in his cup.
Zeon would race with Alacreus for a little while. He lasts an hour longer then last time before he has to stop the ace due to running out of energy.
Coronet would have some tea with the cat parade, letting them walk between her exposed ribcage as she is laying down and enjoying the little tea party.
Once the race is over, Alacreus stops next to Zeon, laying down and rolling over in the dirt.
Johnny wakes up and yawns, his feline eyes landin on Coronet. He meows adorably.
Zeon chuckles and pets him
Coronet looks down at Johnny with her ever present three headed grin. “Fabulous festivities, fine feline fellow!”
It suddenly jumps up and tries to hit Zeon’s book friend with its paw, at literal lightning speeds.
Thank you, dragon of Queen Tiamat. Would you like to join us for another festivity tomorrow? It meows, speaking telepathically. It rolls onto its back, still in its teacup, batting at its own nose, its motions not at all matching its words.
The Spellbook seems unperturbed by this action and let’s the dog paw at it, not getting injured. Zeon laughs a bit. “He seems to like you I think”
”Oh that would be purrfectly delightful, my fluffy, friendly Felidae friend!”
Alacreus jumps up again and this time tries to bite the spell book.
what is your name? I’m Johnny! Johnny Teatime.
The spell book after a few minutes seems to give up and let the dog drab it with his mouth.
”You may call me Coronet, nice to make your acquaintance Johnny!”
It starts running around at breakneck speeds for a bit, before dropping it in front of Zeon, expecting them to throw the book.
It starts running around at breakneck speeds for a bit, before dropping it in front of Zeon, expecting them to throw the book.
A pleasure to meet you. Where do you hail from?
“Hm….you ok with this Dufort?” Zeon asks a bit unsure.
”Eh, not like we have anything else to do. Besides, would be good practice for you throwing arm for your deflection technique”Dufort says bored.
”Alright then.” Zeon says as he charges up some electricity in his arm before he chucks the Spellbook like a lightning bolt to the other side of the dome.
”Oh me, well I was bored in the coldest region of a planet called Toril. But I have traveled all over the multiverse at this point”
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
It starts running around at breakneck speeds for a bit, before dropping it in front of Zeon, expecting them to throw the book.
A pleasure to meet you. Where do you hail from?
“Hm….you ok with this Dufort?” Zeon asks a bit unsure.
”Eh, not like we have anything else to do. Besides, would be good practice for you throwing arm for your deflection technique”Dufort says bored.
”Alright then.” Zeon says as he charges up some electricity in his arm before he chucks the Spellbook like a lightning bolt to the other side of the dome.
”Oh me, well I was bored in the coldest region of a planet called Toril. But I have traveled all over the multiverse at this point”
In an instant, Alacreus is back, book in its mouth, and drops it again, panting happily.
It starts running around at breakneck speeds for a bit, before dropping it in front of Zeon, expecting them to throw the book.
A pleasure to meet you. Where do you hail from?
“Hm….you ok with this Dufort?” Zeon asks a bit unsure.
”Eh, not like we have anything else to do. Besides, would be good practice for you throwing arm for your deflection technique”Dufort says bored.
”Alright then.” Zeon says as he charges up some electricity in his arm before he chucks the Spellbook like a lightning bolt to the other side of the dome.
”Oh me, well I was bored in the coldest region of a planet called Toril. But I have traveled all over the multiverse at this point”
In an instant, Alacreus is back, book in its mouth, and drops it again, panting happily.
interesting… tell me, where have you been to?
Zeon would continues to throw the book around for Alacreus to fetch.
”Well I have visited the various lower planes many a time. I have also gone along the River Styx upstream and down. I really enjoyed Asgard as well, and Limbo and Pandemonium are always a hoot to traverse.”
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
It starts running around at breakneck speeds for a bit, before dropping it in front of Zeon, expecting them to throw the book.
A pleasure to meet you. Where do you hail from?
“Hm….you ok with this Dufort?” Zeon asks a bit unsure.
”Eh, not like we have anything else to do. Besides, would be good practice for you throwing arm for your deflection technique”Dufort says bored.
”Alright then.” Zeon says as he charges up some electricity in his arm before he chucks the Spellbook like a lightning bolt to the other side of the dome.
”Oh me, well I was bored in the coldest region of a planet called Toril. But I have traveled all over the multiverse at this point”
In an instant, Alacreus is back, book in its mouth, and drops it again, panting happily.
interesting… tell me, where have you been to?
Zeon would continues to throw the book around for Alacreus to fetch.
”Well I have visited the various lower planes many a time. I have also gone along the River Styx upstream and down. I really enjoyed Asgard as well, and Limbo and Pandemonium are always a hoot to traverse.”
every single Time, it just gets faster and faster. It’s paw steps leave smoldering craters, that’s how fast it’s going.
I have seen beautiful paintings of the River Styx, and I have a few books and baubles from many lower planes. Have you been to the feywilds?
It starts running around at breakneck speeds for a bit, before dropping it in front of Zeon, expecting them to throw the book.
A pleasure to meet you. Where do you hail from?
“Hm….you ok with this Dufort?” Zeon asks a bit unsure.
”Eh, not like we have anything else to do. Besides, would be good practice for you throwing arm for your deflection technique”Dufort says bored.
”Alright then.” Zeon says as he charges up some electricity in his arm before he chucks the Spellbook like a lightning bolt to the other side of the dome.
”Oh me, well I was bored in the coldest region of a planet called Toril. But I have traveled all over the multiverse at this point”
In an instant, Alacreus is back, book in its mouth, and drops it again, panting happily.
interesting… tell me, where have you been to?
Zeon would continues to throw the book around for Alacreus to fetch.
”Well I have visited the various lower planes many a time. I have also gone along the River Styx upstream and down. I really enjoyed Asgard as well, and Limbo and Pandemonium are always a hoot to traverse.”
every single Time, it just gets faster and faster. It’s paw steps leave smoldering craters, that’s how fast it’s going.
I have seen beautiful paintings of the River Styx, and I have a few books and baubles from many lower planes. Have you been to the feywilds?
“I still can’t believe how fast you are” Zeon muses as he continues to throw the book for the doggo.
“Oh many times, though I have to be careful where as many of the Seelie, or Summer Court, or whatever those little Fey buggers like to call themselves, are not the fondest of a being of undeath such as myself. Stop, the place is brilliant, maddeningly so even.” She says with a cackle.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
It starts running around at breakneck speeds for a bit, before dropping it in front of Zeon, expecting them to throw the book.
A pleasure to meet you. Where do you hail from?
“Hm….you ok with this Dufort?” Zeon asks a bit unsure.
”Eh, not like we have anything else to do. Besides, would be good practice for you throwing arm for your deflection technique”Dufort says bored.
”Alright then.” Zeon says as he charges up some electricity in his arm before he chucks the Spellbook like a lightning bolt to the other side of the dome.
”Oh me, well I was bored in the coldest region of a planet called Toril. But I have traveled all over the multiverse at this point”
In an instant, Alacreus is back, book in its mouth, and drops it again, panting happily.
interesting… tell me, where have you been to?
Zeon would continues to throw the book around for Alacreus to fetch.
”Well I have visited the various lower planes many a time. I have also gone along the River Styx upstream and down. I really enjoyed Asgard as well, and Limbo and Pandemonium are always a hoot to traverse.”
every single Time, it just gets faster and faster. It’s paw steps leave smoldering craters, that’s how fast it’s going.
I have seen beautiful paintings of the River Styx, and I have a few books and baubles from many lower planes. Have you been to the feywilds?
“I still can’t believe how fast you are” Zeon muses as he continues to throw the book for the doggo.
“Oh many times, though I have to be careful where as many of the Seelie, or Summer Court, or whatever those little Fey buggers like to call themselves, are not the fondest of a being of undeath such as myself. Stop, the place is brilliant, maddeningly so even.” She says with a cackle.
Eventually, after 10 or so minutes, Zeon literally can’t see Alacreus move. It’s just, in an instant, Alacreus has the book in their mouth and there’s a new crackling set of paw tracks.
there is a very famous Domain of delight… wonderland, i believe it’s called. Home to numerous Archfey, it’s sort of a court in itself, one of the many of the feywilds. One of them, The Cheshire Cat, like to say something along the lines of, ‘most everyone is mad here.”
It starts running around at breakneck speeds for a bit, before dropping it in front of Zeon, expecting them to throw the book.
A pleasure to meet you. Where do you hail from?
“Hm….you ok with this Dufort?” Zeon asks a bit unsure.
”Eh, not like we have anything else to do. Besides, would be good practice for you throwing arm for your deflection technique”Dufort says bored.
”Alright then.” Zeon says as he charges up some electricity in his arm before he chucks the Spellbook like a lightning bolt to the other side of the dome.
”Oh me, well I was bored in the coldest region of a planet called Toril. But I have traveled all over the multiverse at this point”
In an instant, Alacreus is back, book in its mouth, and drops it again, panting happily.
interesting… tell me, where have you been to?
Zeon would continues to throw the book around for Alacreus to fetch.
”Well I have visited the various lower planes many a time. I have also gone along the River Styx upstream and down. I really enjoyed Asgard as well, and Limbo and Pandemonium are always a hoot to traverse.”
every single Time, it just gets faster and faster. It’s paw steps leave smoldering craters, that’s how fast it’s going.
I have seen beautiful paintings of the River Styx, and I have a few books and baubles from many lower planes. Have you been to the feywilds?
“I still can’t believe how fast you are” Zeon muses as he continues to throw the book for the doggo.
“Oh many times, though I have to be careful where as many of the Seelie, or Summer Court, or whatever those little Fey buggers like to call themselves, are not the fondest of a being of undeath such as myself. Stop, the place is brilliant, maddeningly so even.” She says with a cackle.
Eventually, after 10 or so minutes, Zeon literally can’t see Alacreus move. It’s just, in an instant, Alacreus has the book in their mouth and there’s a new crackling set of paw tracks.
there is a very famous Domain of delight… wonderland, i believe it’s called. Home to numerous Archfey, it’s sort of a court in itself, one of the many of the feywilds. One of them, The Cheshire Cat, like to say something along the lines of, ‘most everyone is mad here.”
“Woah….” Zeon says amazed.
”Oh? Well I might need to visit this domain you speak of at some point”
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
It starts running around at breakneck speeds for a bit, before dropping it in front of Zeon, expecting them to throw the book.
A pleasure to meet you. Where do you hail from?
“Hm….you ok with this Dufort?” Zeon asks a bit unsure.
”Eh, not like we have anything else to do. Besides, would be good practice for you throwing arm for your deflection technique”Dufort says bored.
”Alright then.” Zeon says as he charges up some electricity in his arm before he chucks the Spellbook like a lightning bolt to the other side of the dome.
”Oh me, well I was bored in the coldest region of a planet called Toril. But I have traveled all over the multiverse at this point”
In an instant, Alacreus is back, book in its mouth, and drops it again, panting happily.
interesting… tell me, where have you been to?
Zeon would continues to throw the book around for Alacreus to fetch.
”Well I have visited the various lower planes many a time. I have also gone along the River Styx upstream and down. I really enjoyed Asgard as well, and Limbo and Pandemonium are always a hoot to traverse.”
every single Time, it just gets faster and faster. It’s paw steps leave smoldering craters, that’s how fast it’s going.
I have seen beautiful paintings of the River Styx, and I have a few books and baubles from many lower planes. Have you been to the feywilds?
“I still can’t believe how fast you are” Zeon muses as he continues to throw the book for the doggo.
“Oh many times, though I have to be careful where as many of the Seelie, or Summer Court, or whatever those little Fey buggers like to call themselves, are not the fondest of a being of undeath such as myself. Stop, the place is brilliant, maddeningly so even.” She says with a cackle.
Eventually, after 10 or so minutes, Zeon literally can’t see Alacreus move. It’s just, in an instant, Alacreus has the book in their mouth and there’s a new crackling set of paw tracks.
there is a very famous Domain of delight… wonderland, i believe it’s called. Home to numerous Archfey, it’s sort of a court in itself, one of the many of the feywilds. One of them, The Cheshire Cat, like to say something along the lines of, ‘most everyone is mad here.”
“Woah….” Zeon says amazed.
”Oh? Well I might need to visit this domain you speak of at some point”
Eventually, it seems that Alacreus gets bored, and instead starts running around Zeon at impossible speeds. Wind starts picking up around them, going to actual hundreds of miles an hour.
it is quite the party. I hail from the feywild myself, I am from the Court of Claws and whiskers, in the valley of the cats, Ulthar.
It starts running around at breakneck speeds for a bit, before dropping it in front of Zeon, expecting them to throw the book.
A pleasure to meet you. Where do you hail from?
“Hm….you ok with this Dufort?” Zeon asks a bit unsure.
”Eh, not like we have anything else to do. Besides, would be good practice for you throwing arm for your deflection technique”Dufort says bored.
”Alright then.” Zeon says as he charges up some electricity in his arm before he chucks the Spellbook like a lightning bolt to the other side of the dome.
”Oh me, well I was bored in the coldest region of a planet called Toril. But I have traveled all over the multiverse at this point”
In an instant, Alacreus is back, book in its mouth, and drops it again, panting happily.
interesting… tell me, where have you been to?
Zeon would continues to throw the book around for Alacreus to fetch.
”Well I have visited the various lower planes many a time. I have also gone along the River Styx upstream and down. I really enjoyed Asgard as well, and Limbo and Pandemonium are always a hoot to traverse.”
every single Time, it just gets faster and faster. It’s paw steps leave smoldering craters, that’s how fast it’s going.
I have seen beautiful paintings of the River Styx, and I have a few books and baubles from many lower planes. Have you been to the feywilds?
“I still can’t believe how fast you are” Zeon muses as he continues to throw the book for the doggo.
“Oh many times, though I have to be careful where as many of the Seelie, or Summer Court, or whatever those little Fey buggers like to call themselves, are not the fondest of a being of undeath such as myself. Stop, the place is brilliant, maddeningly so even.” She says with a cackle.
Eventually, after 10 or so minutes, Zeon literally can’t see Alacreus move. It’s just, in an instant, Alacreus has the book in their mouth and there’s a new crackling set of paw tracks.
there is a very famous Domain of delight… wonderland, i believe it’s called. Home to numerous Archfey, it’s sort of a court in itself, one of the many of the feywilds. One of them, The Cheshire Cat, like to say something along the lines of, ‘most everyone is mad here.”
“Woah….” Zeon says amazed.
”Oh? Well I might need to visit this domain you speak of at some point”
Eventually, it seems that Alacreus gets bored, and instead starts running around Zeon at impossible speeds. Wind starts picking up around them, going to actual hundreds of miles an hour.
it is quite the party. I hail from the feywild myself, I am from the Court of Claws and whiskers, in the valley of the cats, Ulthar.
Zeon laughs a bit at this, he is pretty accustom to extreme winds due to his storm powers. “You making a tornado? It’s been a bit since I’ve ridden in one”
“Oh that sounds like a wondrous place to visit. Please, tell me about it!”
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
It starts running around at breakneck speeds for a bit, before dropping it in front of Zeon, expecting them to throw the book.
A pleasure to meet you. Where do you hail from?
“Hm….you ok with this Dufort?” Zeon asks a bit unsure.
”Eh, not like we have anything else to do. Besides, would be good practice for you throwing arm for your deflection technique”Dufort says bored.
”Alright then.” Zeon says as he charges up some electricity in his arm before he chucks the Spellbook like a lightning bolt to the other side of the dome.
”Oh me, well I was bored in the coldest region of a planet called Toril. But I have traveled all over the multiverse at this point”
In an instant, Alacreus is back, book in its mouth, and drops it again, panting happily.
interesting… tell me, where have you been to?
Zeon would continues to throw the book around for Alacreus to fetch.
”Well I have visited the various lower planes many a time. I have also gone along the River Styx upstream and down. I really enjoyed Asgard as well, and Limbo and Pandemonium are always a hoot to traverse.”
every single Time, it just gets faster and faster. It’s paw steps leave smoldering craters, that’s how fast it’s going.
I have seen beautiful paintings of the River Styx, and I have a few books and baubles from many lower planes. Have you been to the feywilds?
“I still can’t believe how fast you are” Zeon muses as he continues to throw the book for the doggo.
“Oh many times, though I have to be careful where as many of the Seelie, or Summer Court, or whatever those little Fey buggers like to call themselves, are not the fondest of a being of undeath such as myself. Stop, the place is brilliant, maddeningly so even.” She says with a cackle.
Eventually, after 10 or so minutes, Zeon literally can’t see Alacreus move. It’s just, in an instant, Alacreus has the book in their mouth and there’s a new crackling set of paw tracks.
there is a very famous Domain of delight… wonderland, i believe it’s called. Home to numerous Archfey, it’s sort of a court in itself, one of the many of the feywilds. One of them, The Cheshire Cat, like to say something along the lines of, ‘most everyone is mad here.”
“Woah….” Zeon says amazed.
”Oh? Well I might need to visit this domain you speak of at some point”
Eventually, it seems that Alacreus gets bored, and instead starts running around Zeon at impossible speeds. Wind starts picking up around them, going to actual hundreds of miles an hour.
it is quite the party. I hail from the feywild myself, I am from the Court of Claws and whiskers, in the valley of the cats, Ulthar.
Zeon laughs a bit at this, he is pretty accustom to extreme winds due to his storm powers. “You making a tornado? It’s been a bit since I’ve ridden in one”
“Oh that sounds like a wondrous place to visit. Please, tell me about it!”
A few seconds later, both of them are floating, Alacreus running on air. Half a second later, they’re fifty feet up. Up and up and up…
it is a dense jungle of plants you wouldn’t be familiar with, and, as you would expect, thousands of cats. We have enormous temples and beautiful views of a Great Lake. As with most parts of the feywild, it is in eternal twilight and there are two moons, the twin faces of Hecate.
Tattered flyers flutter through the Dome like cast off autumn leaves. Each papery holler declares the presence of a never before seen, one of a kind, all new show called the Midnight Matinee.
The show can't be found no matter how hard you search the daylight hours but anyone at night can spot the radiant hum of an unfamiliar sight. A crumbling theater has appeared in a seldom traveled corner of the Dome. Ancient bulbs buzz under a shimmering sign that affirms that it is the very same show. Standing at the entrance is a well dressed ticket seller in a purple suit. His face is obscured by a crescent eyed comedy mask laughing at the world.
The Spellbook seems unperturbed by this action and let’s the dog paw at it, not getting injured. Zeon laughs a bit. “He seems to like you I think”
”Oh that would be purrfectly delightful, my fluffy, friendly Felidae friend!”
"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
Alacreus jumps up again and this time tries to bite the spell book.
what is your name? I’m Johnny! Johnny Teatime.
The spell book after a few minutes seems to give up and let the dog drab it with his mouth.
”You may call me Coronet, nice to make your acquaintance Johnny!”
"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
It starts running around at breakneck speeds for a bit, before dropping it in front of Zeon, expecting them to throw the book.
A pleasure to meet you. Where do you hail from?
“Hm….you ok with this Dufort?” Zeon asks a bit unsure.
”Eh, not like we have anything else to do. Besides, would be good practice for you throwing arm for your deflection technique” Dufort says bored.
”Alright then.” Zeon says as he charges up some electricity in his arm before he chucks the Spellbook like a lightning bolt to the other side of the dome.
”Oh me, well I was bored in the coldest region of a planet called Toril. But I have traveled all over the multiverse at this point”
"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
In an instant, Alacreus is back, book in its mouth, and drops it again, panting happily.
interesting… tell me, where have you been to?
Zeon would continues to throw the book around for Alacreus to fetch.
”Well I have visited the various lower planes many a time. I have also gone along the River Styx upstream and down. I really enjoyed Asgard as well, and Limbo and Pandemonium are always a hoot to traverse.”
"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
every single Time, it just gets faster and faster. It’s paw steps leave smoldering craters, that’s how fast it’s going.
I have seen beautiful paintings of the River Styx, and I have a few books and baubles from many lower planes. Have you been to the feywilds?
“I still can’t believe how fast you are” Zeon muses as he continues to throw the book for the doggo.
“Oh many times, though I have to be careful where as many of the Seelie, or Summer Court, or whatever those little Fey buggers like to call themselves, are not the fondest of a being of undeath such as myself. Stop, the place is brilliant, maddeningly so even.” She says with a cackle.
"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
Eventually, after 10 or so minutes, Zeon literally can’t see Alacreus move. It’s just, in an instant, Alacreus has the book in their mouth and there’s a new crackling set of paw tracks.
there is a very famous Domain of delight… wonderland, i believe it’s called. Home to numerous Archfey, it’s sort of a court in itself, one of the many of the feywilds. One of them, The Cheshire Cat, like to say something along the lines of, ‘most everyone is mad here.”
“Woah….” Zeon says amazed.
”Oh? Well I might need to visit this domain you speak of at some point”
"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
Eventually, it seems that Alacreus gets bored, and instead starts running around Zeon at impossible speeds. Wind starts picking up around them, going to actual hundreds of miles an hour.
it is quite the party. I hail from the feywild myself, I am from the Court of Claws and whiskers, in the valley of the cats, Ulthar.
Zeon laughs a bit at this, he is pretty accustom to extreme winds due to his storm powers. “You making a tornado? It’s been a bit since I’ve ridden in one”
“Oh that sounds like a wondrous place to visit. Please, tell me about it!”
"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
A few seconds later, both of them are floating, Alacreus running on air. Half a second later, they’re fifty feet up. Up and up and up…
it is a dense jungle of plants you wouldn’t be familiar with, and, as you would expect, thousands of cats. We have enormous temples and beautiful views of a Great Lake. As with most parts of the feywild, it is in eternal twilight and there are two moons, the twin faces of Hecate.
The show can't be found no matter how hard you search the daylight hours but anyone at night can spot the radiant hum of an unfamiliar sight. A crumbling theater has appeared in a seldom traveled corner of the Dome. Ancient bulbs buzz under a shimmering sign that affirms that it is the very same show. Standing at the entrance is a well dressed ticket seller in a purple suit. His face is obscured by a crescent eyed comedy mask laughing at the world.
*Back everybody.*
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
*Hello?*
*hi!*
*Hello person of legend.*
*hiya! How art thou?*