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
Elk catches it with one hand, then raises it high into the air. "Stand back." A massive bolt of lightning crashes down, connecting with the blade of the weapon with a loud BOOM! Galighorelk turns and looks at Grey, a smile on his face.
Now a different sound comes, as the mask shifts and starts to laugh, in an obviously female voice, totally different from gray, who looks somewhat uninterested judging from his posture
Elk raises an eyebrow, a bit confused.
Grey speaks this time “There are some questions that you don’t want the long and complicated answer to.”
"Very well then."
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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 happened across it while exploring outside the dome. It was stuck, blade up, in a rock at the top of a very stormy mountain."
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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 happened across it while exploring outside the dome. It was stuck, blade up, in a rock at the top of a very stormy mountain."
“Makes sense. It seemed sentient to an extent, do you know why?”
"I sense the presence of a spirit within the weapon. Perhaps that is why it is sentient?"
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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.
*along with the world treant, I have another character idea*
*I hate and love my brain*
*Agate will probably know who this is*
*Johnny. Tea. Time.*
(*GASP!*)
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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.
*along with the world treant, I have another character idea*
*I hate and love my brain*
*Agate will probably know who this is*
*Johnny. Tea. Time.*
(*GASP!*)
*I’m gonna Try and find an adequate statblock for Johnny, but if I can’t I may need to homebrew one…. Might use a Statblock for Freaking Asmodeus I found for Johnny*
"I happened across it while exploring outside the dome. It was stuck, blade up, in a rock at the top of a very stormy mountain."
“Makes sense. It seemed sentient to an extent, do you know why?”
"I sense the presence of a spirit within the weapon. Perhaps that is why it is sentient?"
“Huh. I wonder…”
Suddenly, Elk stiffens. He looks at the glaive, then back at Grey. He seems to be telepathically having a conversation with whatever is inside the glaive.
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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 happened across it while exploring outside the dome. It was stuck, blade up, in a rock at the top of a very stormy mountain."
“Makes sense. It seemed sentient to an extent, do you know why?”
"I sense the presence of a spirit within the weapon. Perhaps that is why it is sentient?"
“Huh. I wonder…”
Suddenly, Elk stiffens. He looks at the glaive, then back at Grey. He seems to be telepathically having a conversation with whatever is inside the glaive.
"I happened across it while exploring outside the dome. It was stuck, blade up, in a rock at the top of a very stormy mountain."
“Makes sense. It seemed sentient to an extent, do you know why?”
"I sense the presence of a spirit within the weapon. Perhaps that is why it is sentient?"
“Huh. I wonder…”
Suddenly, Elk stiffens. He looks at the glaive, then back at Grey. He seems to be telepathically having a conversation with whatever is inside the glaive.
“What?”
Galighorelk attemps to use his telepathy to communicate with Grey, but another voice, one that sounds of booming thunder, keeps cutting in. Elk gives up and resorts to speaking out loud. "The weapon... does... indeed have a... spirit inside. They say... they are a storm... giant."
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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.
Accompanied by the sound of trumpets, a squadron of Big cats, ranging from Lions to Cougars to leopards and tigers, a few dozen of them in total, walk in an organized fashion towards the dome. At the center of the group is an enormous Crag Cat, and on its back is an ornate white, gold, and purple silk pillow. Resting on that pillow is a masterfully decorated teacup, a quite large one adorned with many patterns of flowers, birds, clouds, human royalty, and cats. Resting inside the teacup, is an adorable calico kitten, taking a nap while being paraded around the dome. Also on the silk pillow is a similarly decorated pink sash, of human size, surrounding the teacup.
"I happened across it while exploring outside the dome. It was stuck, blade up, in a rock at the top of a very stormy mountain."
“Makes sense. It seemed sentient to an extent, do you know why?”
"I sense the presence of a spirit within the weapon. Perhaps that is why it is sentient?"
“Huh. I wonder…”
Suddenly, Elk stiffens. He looks at the glaive, then back at Grey. He seems to be telepathically having a conversation with whatever is inside the glaive.
“What?”
Galighorelk attemps to use his telepathy to communicate with Grey, but another voice, one that sounds of booming thunder, keeps cutting in. Elk gives up and resorts to speaking out loud. "The weapon... does... indeed have a... spirit inside. They say... they are a storm... giant."
Accompanied by the sound of trumpets, a squadron of Big cats, ranging from Lions to Cougars to leopards and tigers, a few dozen of them in total, walk in an organized fashion towards the dome. At the center of the group is an enormous Crag Cat, and on its back is an ornate white, gold, and purple silk pillow. Resting on that pillow is a masterfully decorated teacup, a quite large one adorned with many patterns of flowers, birds, clouds, human royalty, and cats. Resting inside the teacup, is an adorable calico kitten, taking a nap while being paraded around the dome. Also on the silk pillow is a similarly decorated pink sash, of human size, surrounding the teacup.
The land shark walks directly in front of the parade, turning away to face them with an odd barking noise
Accompanied by the sound of trumpets, a squadron of Big cats, ranging from Lions to Cougars to leopards and tigers, a few dozen of them in total, walk in an organized fashion towards the dome. At the center of the group is an enormous Crag Cat, and on its back is an ornate white, gold, and purple silk pillow. Resting on that pillow is a masterfully decorated teacup, a quite large one adorned with many patterns of flowers, birds, clouds, human royalty, and cats. Resting inside the teacup, is an adorable calico kitten, taking a nap while being paraded around the dome. Also on the silk pillow is a similarly decorated pink sash, of human size, surrounding the teacup.
The land shark walks directly in front of the parade, turning away to face them with an odd barking noise
Two lions rush forwards to the land shark, growling with suspicion. The parade stops in its tracks as they investigate.
"I happened across it while exploring outside the dome. It was stuck, blade up, in a rock at the top of a very stormy mountain."
“Makes sense. It seemed sentient to an extent, do you know why?”
"I sense the presence of a spirit within the weapon. Perhaps that is why it is sentient?"
“Huh. I wonder…”
Suddenly, Elk stiffens. He looks at the glaive, then back at Grey. He seems to be telepathically having a conversation with whatever is inside the glaive.
“What?”
Galighorelk attemps to use his telepathy to communicate with Grey, but another voice, one that sounds of booming thunder, keeps cutting in. Elk gives up and resorts to speaking out loud. "The weapon... does... indeed have a... spirit inside. They say... they are a storm... giant."
“Interesting…”
"They are... also asking... if you know what year... it is. I would tell them... myself, but they will not... listen to me at the... moment."
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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 happened across it while exploring outside the dome. It was stuck, blade up, in a rock at the top of a very stormy mountain."
“Makes sense. It seemed sentient to an extent, do you know why?”
"I sense the presence of a spirit within the weapon. Perhaps that is why it is sentient?"
“Huh. I wonder…”
Suddenly, Elk stiffens. He looks at the glaive, then back at Grey. He seems to be telepathically having a conversation with whatever is inside the glaive.
“What?”
Galighorelk attemps to use his telepathy to communicate with Grey, but another voice, one that sounds of booming thunder, keeps cutting in. Elk gives up and resorts to speaking out loud. "The weapon... does... indeed have a... spirit inside. They say... they are a storm... giant."
“Interesting…”
"They are... also asking... if you know what year... it is. I would tell them... myself, but they will not... listen to me at the... moment."
Accompanied by the sound of trumpets, a squadron of Big cats, ranging from Lions to Cougars to leopards and tigers, a few dozen of them in total, walk in an organized fashion towards the dome. At the center of the group is an enormous Crag Cat, and on its back is an ornate white, gold, and purple silk pillow. Resting on that pillow is a masterfully decorated teacup, a quite large one adorned with many patterns of flowers, birds, clouds, human royalty, and cats. Resting inside the teacup, is an adorable calico kitten, taking a nap while being paraded around the dome. Also on the silk pillow is a similarly decorated pink sash, of human size, surrounding the teacup.
The land shark walks directly in front of the parade, turning away to face them with an odd barking noise
Two lions rush forwards to the land shark, growling with suspicion. The parade stops in its tracks as they investigate.
Accompanied by the sound of trumpets, a squadron of Big cats, ranging from Lions to Cougars to leopards and tigers, a few dozen of them in total, walk in an organized fashion towards the dome. At the center of the group is an enormous Crag Cat, and on its back is an ornate white, gold, and purple silk pillow. Resting on that pillow is a masterfully decorated teacup, a quite large one adorned with many patterns of flowers, birds, clouds, human royalty, and cats. Resting inside the teacup, is an adorable calico kitten, taking a nap while being paraded around the dome. Also on the silk pillow is a similarly decorated pink sash, of human size, surrounding the teacup.
The land shark walks directly in front of the parade, turning away to face them with an odd barking noise
Two lions rush forwards to the land shark, growling with suspicion. The parade stops in its tracks as they investigate.
It sits down and barks again. It is quite cute
The lions pause, confused.
the calico cat stretches, and meows in its teacup as it slowly wakes up, grabbing onto the edges of the cup and peering over, batting it’s eyes, looking at the land shark that waked it.
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"Very well then."
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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*cut with elk*
”Good. Where’d you get it from?”
The only thing I know for certain is that I exist
"I happened across it while exploring outside the dome. It was stuck, blade up, in a rock at the top of a very stormy mountain."
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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“Makes sense. It seemed sentient to an extent, do you know why?”
The only thing I know for certain is that I exist
*gasp*
*along with the world treant, I have another character idea*
*I hate and love my brain*
*Agate will probably know who this is*
*Johnny. Tea. Time.*
"I sense the presence of a spirit within the weapon. Perhaps that is why it is sentient?"
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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(*GASP!*)
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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“Huh. I wonder…”
The only thing I know for certain is that I exist
*I’m gonna Try and find an adequate statblock for Johnny, but if I can’t I may need to homebrew one…. Might use a Statblock for Freaking Asmodeus I found for Johnny*
Suddenly, Elk stiffens. He looks at the glaive, then back at Grey. He seems to be telepathically having a conversation with whatever is inside the glaive.
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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“What?”
The only thing I know for certain is that I exist
Galighorelk attemps to use his telepathy to communicate with Grey, but another voice, one that sounds of booming thunder, keeps cutting in. Elk gives up and resorts to speaking out loud. "The weapon... does... indeed have a... spirit inside. They say... they are a storm... giant."
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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Accompanied by the sound of trumpets, a squadron of Big cats, ranging from Lions to Cougars to leopards and tigers, a few dozen of them in total, walk in an organized fashion towards the dome. At the center of the group is an enormous Crag Cat, and on its back is an ornate white, gold, and purple silk pillow. Resting on that pillow is a masterfully decorated teacup, a quite large one adorned with many patterns of flowers, birds, clouds, human royalty, and cats. Resting inside the teacup, is an adorable calico kitten, taking a nap while being paraded around the dome. Also on the silk pillow is a similarly decorated pink sash, of human size, surrounding the teacup.
“Interesting…”
The only thing I know for certain is that I exist
The land shark walks directly in front of the parade, turning away to face them with an odd barking noise
The only thing I know for certain is that I exist
Two lions rush forwards to the land shark, growling with suspicion. The parade stops in its tracks as they investigate.
"They are... also asking... if you know what year... it is. I would tell them... myself, but they will not... listen to me at the... moment."
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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“Beats me. I exist outside of time.”
The only thing I know for certain is that I exist
It sits down and barks again. It is quite cute
The only thing I know for certain is that I exist
The lions pause, confused.
the calico cat stretches, and meows in its teacup as it slowly wakes up, grabbing onto the edges of the cup and peering over, batting it’s eyes, looking at the land shark that waked it.