As Abaddon and Ragnaris are gearing up to throw down, Coronet and the pit fiend suddenly slam down on the ground as if they have been fight. “YOU LITTLE PRICK!!!” She growls.
”Ragnaris your grandson sicked a bunch of these little imp brats on me and they keep stabbing me it the BACKSIDE!!!!! Smug little drake then had the audacity to rip a hole into the fabric of reality and ditch me!! Oh when great aunty Coronet finds out where he teleported off to and gets my hands on him he will get such a BEATING!! Also!” Staring daggers at Abaddon. “Stabbing people’s backsides? Really!? I knew you were kinky but this is just way over the top! Although….” She wiggles her non-existent eyebrows “I could always give you a taster of a different experience”. She says before cackling like a mad woman.
“What… I’m going to condemn you to an eternity in hellfire!”
“Oh, you know how to treat a Lady dear Abaddon.” She says, teasing him greatly before she takes off, cackling like the mad woman she is in the opposite direction of Ragnaris.
They make a face of disgust before looking around for Ragnerious.
*I’m gonna have to go in a bit, I’ll be back in hopefully like an hour*
Ragnerious isn't nearby, somewhere off helping innocents and healing those who need it.
He turns back to Ragnaris then, staring up at the destruction.
Ragnaris has gone completely savage at this point. The remains of dismembered demons and devils are strewn all across Carceri, and Ragnaris's scales are tainted a dark red with blood. Any buildings are completely destroyed or in the process of collapsing.
“RAGNARIS! STOP THIS IMMEDIATELY. IF NOT I MAY HAVE TO CALL UPON A…. HIGHER POWER.”
He doesn't respond. He seems to not even be able to comprehend simple sentences, he's so far gone into his battle rage.
“IF YOU DO NOT LISTEN TO ME RIGHT NOW, YOU WILL NOT BE ABLE TO SAVE YOUR GRANDSON. NOTHING WILL WORK. AT ALL.” He screams, also sending it telepathically to try and get the message across, whatever could possibly work.
*that is quite the stealth score- Abaddon’s passive perception is only 30, I don’t think he could ever succeed in observing her unless he used one of his fancy court abilities*
*I should have mentioned she is using pass without a trace to help with that score. That plus a stupid high dex in the Shadow Assassin form with expertise and advantage and she is a stealth master. She is not as strong or magically inclined like this though.*
*I see. My cowboy character, who is a level 30 ranger using a beyond 20th level system, since he’s a gloomstalker has this fun ability where if he is able to hide, he is automatically hidden and has a passive stealth score. For him it’s 28 but if he uses hide in plain sight and pass without trace, it’s 48.*
*I considered giving her that Gloomstalker feature but decided to go with a more rogue set up for this aspect. But yeah, Gloomstalkers are scary. One of my players is one and we have flavored it that she can’t turn the invisibility off so anytime they want into shade she just disappears. she can also climb on walls like a spider. It’s a hoot*
*thats super fun. If you saw the guy’s intro, him disappearing into the wind is just him going stealth. Another fun part about the level 26 gloomstalker feature is that he can activate hide in plain sight as an action instead of a minute, so it’s just Poof! And he’s gone. He’s pretty scary in combat as well, he was built specifically to beat high acs with just one tiny bit of homebrew from the original level 30 system, one tiny change to an ability*
*What system do you use if I might ask?*
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
As Abaddon and Ragnaris are gearing up to throw down, Coronet and the pit fiend suddenly slam down on the ground as if they have been fight. “YOU LITTLE PRICK!!!” She growls.
”Ragnaris your grandson sicked a bunch of these little imp brats on me and they keep stabbing me it the BACKSIDE!!!!! Smug little drake then had the audacity to rip a hole into the fabric of reality and ditch me!! Oh when great aunty Coronet finds out where he teleported off to and gets my hands on him he will get such a BEATING!! Also!” Staring daggers at Abaddon. “Stabbing people’s backsides? Really!? I knew you were kinky but this is just way over the top! Although….” She wiggles her non-existent eyebrows “I could always give you a taster of a different experience”. She says before cackling like a mad woman.
“What… I’m going to condemn you to an eternity in hellfire!”
“Oh, you know how to treat a Lady dear Abaddon.” She says, teasing him greatly before she takes off, cackling like the mad woman she is in the opposite direction of Ragnaris.
They make a face of disgust before looking around for Ragnerious.
*I’m gonna have to go in a bit, I’ll be back in hopefully like an hour*
Ragnerious isn't nearby, somewhere off helping innocents and healing those who need it.
He turns back to Ragnaris then, staring up at the destruction.
Ragnaris has gone completely savage at this point. The remains of dismembered demons and devils are strewn all across Carceri, and Ragnaris's scales are tainted a dark red with blood. Any buildings are completely destroyed or in the process of collapsing.
“RAGNARIS! STOP THIS IMMEDIATELY. IF NOT I MAY HAVE TO CALL UPON A…. HIGHER POWER.”
He doesn't respond. He seems to not even be able to comprehend simple sentences, he's so far gone into his battle rage.
“IF YOU DO NOT LISTEN TO ME RIGHT NOW, YOU WILL NOT BE ABLE TO SAVE YOUR GRANDSON. NOTHING WILL WORK. AT ALL.” He screams, also sending it telepathically to try and get the message across, whatever could possibly work.
Ragnaris's thoughts are so muddled from the hatred for Abaddon and the concern for his grandson that it hurts devil of the court to touch his mind for more than a second.
Suddenly, Ragnaris takes a low pass over Abaddon, breathing flames as hot as boiling lava over a wide strip of land that includes the area where Abaddon is standing.
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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.
The dome is quiet, the only noise that can be heard being the wind, the shine of the moonlight filling the dome with a strange yet beautiful light. Suddenly a man in a traditional gi is standing in front of the door to the dome, his clothes whipping in the wind, a dark blade in a sheath at his side and a bow on their back, his face concealed by an Oni mask. He walks into the dome, dust swirling around him, whoever he is he radiates respect, kindness, and unwavering strength, although he looks only as strong as the average person.
*that is quite the stealth score- Abaddon’s passive perception is only 30, I don’t think he could ever succeed in observing her unless he used one of his fancy court abilities*
*I should have mentioned she is using pass without a trace to help with that score. That plus a stupid high dex in the Shadow Assassin form with expertise and advantage and she is a stealth master. She is not as strong or magically inclined like this though.*
*I see. My cowboy character, who is a level 30 ranger using a beyond 20th level system, since he’s a gloomstalker has this fun ability where if he is able to hide, he is automatically hidden and has a passive stealth score. For him it’s 28 but if he uses hide in plain sight and pass without trace, it’s 48.*
*I considered giving her that Gloomstalker feature but decided to go with a more rogue set up for this aspect. But yeah, Gloomstalkers are scary. One of my players is one and we have flavored it that she can’t turn the invisibility off so anytime they want into shade she just disappears. she can also climb on walls like a spider. It’s a hoot*
*thats super fun. If you saw the guy’s intro, him disappearing into the wind is just him going stealth. Another fun part about the level 26 gloomstalker feature is that he can activate hide in plain sight as an action instead of a minute, so it’s just Poof! And he’s gone. He’s pretty scary in combat as well, he was built specifically to beat high acs with just one tiny bit of homebrew from the original level 30 system, one tiny change to an ability*
*What system do you use if I might ask?*
*its called Epic legacy, it’s where Abaddon’s stats and general idea are from as well. Book by 2cGaming.*
(Ragnaris is so mad with bloodlust and violence that Abaddon himself is probably gonna have to fly up there and smack the dragon outta the sky lol.)
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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.
As Abaddon and Ragnaris are gearing up to throw down, Coronet and the pit fiend suddenly slam down on the ground as if they have been fight. “YOU LITTLE PRICK!!!” She growls.
”Ragnaris your grandson sicked a bunch of these little imp brats on me and they keep stabbing me it the BACKSIDE!!!!! Smug little drake then had the audacity to rip a hole into the fabric of reality and ditch me!! Oh when great aunty Coronet finds out where he teleported off to and gets my hands on him he will get such a BEATING!! Also!” Staring daggers at Abaddon. “Stabbing people’s backsides? Really!? I knew you were kinky but this is just way over the top! Although….” She wiggles her non-existent eyebrows “I could always give you a taster of a different experience”. She says before cackling like a mad woman.
“What… I’m going to condemn you to an eternity in hellfire!”
“Oh, you know how to treat a Lady dear Abaddon.” She says, teasing him greatly before she takes off, cackling like the mad woman she is in the opposite direction of Ragnaris.
They make a face of disgust before looking around for Ragnerious.
*I’m gonna have to go in a bit, I’ll be back in hopefully like an hour*
Ragnerious isn't nearby, somewhere off helping innocents and healing those who need it.
He turns back to Ragnaris then, staring up at the destruction.
Ragnaris has gone completely savage at this point. The remains of dismembered demons and devils are strewn all across Carceri, and Ragnaris's scales are tainted a dark red with blood. Any buildings are completely destroyed or in the process of collapsing.
“RAGNARIS! STOP THIS IMMEDIATELY. IF NOT I MAY HAVE TO CALL UPON A…. HIGHER POWER.”
He doesn't respond. He seems to not even be able to comprehend simple sentences, he's so far gone into his battle rage.
“IF YOU DO NOT LISTEN TO ME RIGHT NOW, YOU WILL NOT BE ABLE TO SAVE YOUR GRANDSON. NOTHING WILL WORK. AT ALL.” He screams, also sending it telepathically to try and get the message across, whatever could possibly work.
Ragnaris's thoughts are so muddled from the hatred for Abaddon and the concern for his grandson that it hurts devil of the court to touch his mind for more than a second.
Suddenly, Ragnaris takes a low pass over Abaddon, breathing flames as hot as boiling lava over a wide strip of land that includes the area where Abaddon is standing.
He jumps back despite not being able to be harmed, and slams his gavel into the ground, preventing it from scorching or melting for just a split second.
“You pathetic roach… do i really need to call upon someone else? The Jailor, perhaps…”
(Ragnaris is so mad with bloodlust and violence that Abaddon himself is probably gonna have to fly up there and smack the dragon outta the sky lol.)
*well yeah, he’s gonna have to. but Abaddon doesn’t wanna risk it with anyone else like Coronet interfering considering how close the fight was last time, so he’ll just call on some of his buddies to do it for him*
(Ragnaris is so mad with bloodlust and violence that Abaddon himself is probably gonna have to fly up there and smack the dragon outta the sky lol.)
*well yeah, he’s gonna have to. but Abaddon doesn’t wanna risk it with anyone else like Coronet interfering considering how close the fight was last time, so he’ll just call on some of his buddies to do it for him*
*Must not make joke, must not make joke!*
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
(Ragnaris is so mad with bloodlust and violence that Abaddon himself is probably gonna have to fly up there and smack the dragon outta the sky lol.)
*well yeah, he’s gonna have to. but Abaddon doesn’t wanna risk it with anyone else like Coronet interfering considering how close the fight was last time, so he’ll just call on some of his buddies to do it for him*
(Ragnaris is so mad with bloodlust and violence that Abaddon himself is probably gonna have to fly up there and smack the dragon outta the sky lol.)
*well yeah, he’s gonna have to. but Abaddon doesn’t wanna risk it with anyone else like Coronet interfering considering how close the fight was last time, so he’ll just call on some of his buddies to do it for him*
*Must not make joke, must not make joke!*
*i don’t see a joke that could be made here…*
*Don’t worry about it, just some thing about Abbadon getting his buddies to take care of the the fire breather so Coronet can have him all to herself or something.*
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
As Abaddon and Ragnaris are gearing up to throw down, Coronet and the pit fiend suddenly slam down on the ground as if they have been fight. “YOU LITTLE PRICK!!!” She growls.
”Ragnaris your grandson sicked a bunch of these little imp brats on me and they keep stabbing me it the BACKSIDE!!!!! Smug little drake then had the audacity to rip a hole into the fabric of reality and ditch me!! Oh when great aunty Coronet finds out where he teleported off to and gets my hands on him he will get such a BEATING!! Also!” Staring daggers at Abaddon. “Stabbing people’s backsides? Really!? I knew you were kinky but this is just way over the top! Although….” She wiggles her non-existent eyebrows “I could always give you a taster of a different experience”. She says before cackling like a mad woman.
“What… I’m going to condemn you to an eternity in hellfire!”
“Oh, you know how to treat a Lady dear Abaddon.” She says, teasing him greatly before she takes off, cackling like the mad woman she is in the opposite direction of Ragnaris.
They make a face of disgust before looking around for Ragnerious.
*I’m gonna have to go in a bit, I’ll be back in hopefully like an hour*
Ragnerious isn't nearby, somewhere off helping innocents and healing those who need it.
He turns back to Ragnaris then, staring up at the destruction.
Ragnaris has gone completely savage at this point. The remains of dismembered demons and devils are strewn all across Carceri, and Ragnaris's scales are tainted a dark red with blood. Any buildings are completely destroyed or in the process of collapsing.
“RAGNARIS! STOP THIS IMMEDIATELY. IF NOT I MAY HAVE TO CALL UPON A…. HIGHER POWER.”
He doesn't respond. He seems to not even be able to comprehend simple sentences, he's so far gone into his battle rage.
“IF YOU DO NOT LISTEN TO ME RIGHT NOW, YOU WILL NOT BE ABLE TO SAVE YOUR GRANDSON. NOTHING WILL WORK. AT ALL.” He screams, also sending it telepathically to try and get the message across, whatever could possibly work.
Ragnaris's thoughts are so muddled from the hatred for Abaddon and the concern for his grandson that it hurts devil of the court to touch his mind for more than a second.
Suddenly, Ragnaris takes a low pass over Abaddon, breathing flames as hot as boiling lava over a wide strip of land that includes the area where Abaddon is standing.
He jumps back despite not being able to be harmed, and slams his gavel into the ground, preventing it from scorching or melting for just a split second.
“You pathetic roach… do i really need to call upon someone else? The Jailor, perhaps…”
Listening for just a moment, Abaddon realizes that the screams of terror that were resounding throughout Carceri have stopped completely. He cannot see any more demons running about in fear, just their charred and broken remains lying all around him. Out of nowhere a young succubus runs over to him, her arms outstretched. She trips and falls to the ground, and Abaddon can see that she is burned in various places and covered in cuts and scrapes. In a small raspy voice, she says, "Help... me..." She then stops breathing, and lies there, dead.
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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.
(Ragnaris is so mad with bloodlust and violence that Abaddon himself is probably gonna have to fly up there and smack the dragon outta the sky lol.)
*well yeah, he’s gonna have to. but Abaddon doesn’t wanna risk it with anyone else like Coronet interfering considering how close the fight was last time, so he’ll just call on some of his buddies to do it for him*
*Must not make joke, must not make joke!*
*i don’t see a joke that could be made here…*
*Don’t worry about it, just some thing about Abbadon getting his buddies to take care of the the fire breather so Coronet can have him all to herself or something.*
*if Coronet said something akin to that Abaddon might just leave, bash their head into a wall for three hours before coming back to fight her*
(Ragnaris is so mad with bloodlust and violence that Abaddon himself is probably gonna have to fly up there and smack the dragon outta the sky lol.)
*well yeah, he’s gonna have to. but Abaddon doesn’t wanna risk it with anyone else like Coronet interfering considering how close the fight was last time, so he’ll just call on some of his buddies to do it for him*
*Must not make joke, must not make joke!*
*i don’t see a joke that could be made here…*
*Don’t worry about it, just some thing about Abbadon getting his buddies to take care of the the fire breather so Coronet can have him all to herself or something.*
*if Coronet said something akin to that Abaddon might just leave, bash their head into a wall for three hours before coming back to fight her*
(*starts wheezing from laughing so hard*)
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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.
As Abaddon and Ragnaris are gearing up to throw down, Coronet and the pit fiend suddenly slam down on the ground as if they have been fight. “YOU LITTLE PRICK!!!” She growls.
”Ragnaris your grandson sicked a bunch of these little imp brats on me and they keep stabbing me it the BACKSIDE!!!!! Smug little drake then had the audacity to rip a hole into the fabric of reality and ditch me!! Oh when great aunty Coronet finds out where he teleported off to and gets my hands on him he will get such a BEATING!! Also!” Staring daggers at Abaddon. “Stabbing people’s backsides? Really!? I knew you were kinky but this is just way over the top! Although….” She wiggles her non-existent eyebrows “I could always give you a taster of a different experience”. She says before cackling like a mad woman.
“What… I’m going to condemn you to an eternity in hellfire!”
“Oh, you know how to treat a Lady dear Abaddon.” She says, teasing him greatly before she takes off, cackling like the mad woman she is in the opposite direction of Ragnaris.
They make a face of disgust before looking around for Ragnerious.
*I’m gonna have to go in a bit, I’ll be back in hopefully like an hour*
Ragnerious isn't nearby, somewhere off helping innocents and healing those who need it.
He turns back to Ragnaris then, staring up at the destruction.
Ragnaris has gone completely savage at this point. The remains of dismembered demons and devils are strewn all across Carceri, and Ragnaris's scales are tainted a dark red with blood. Any buildings are completely destroyed or in the process of collapsing.
“RAGNARIS! STOP THIS IMMEDIATELY. IF NOT I MAY HAVE TO CALL UPON A…. HIGHER POWER.”
He doesn't respond. He seems to not even be able to comprehend simple sentences, he's so far gone into his battle rage.
“IF YOU DO NOT LISTEN TO ME RIGHT NOW, YOU WILL NOT BE ABLE TO SAVE YOUR GRANDSON. NOTHING WILL WORK. AT ALL.” He screams, also sending it telepathically to try and get the message across, whatever could possibly work.
Ragnaris's thoughts are so muddled from the hatred for Abaddon and the concern for his grandson that it hurts devil of the court to touch his mind for more than a second.
Suddenly, Ragnaris takes a low pass over Abaddon, breathing flames as hot as boiling lava over a wide strip of land that includes the area where Abaddon is standing.
He jumps back despite not being able to be harmed, and slams his gavel into the ground, preventing it from scorching or melting for just a split second.
“You pathetic roach… do i really need to call upon someone else? The Jailor, perhaps…”
Listening for just a moment, Abaddon realizes that the screams of terror that were resounding throughout Carceri have stopped completely. He cannot see any more demons running about in fear, just their charred and broken remains lying all around him. Out of nowhere a young succubus runs over to him, her arms outstretched. She trips and falls to the ground, and Abaddon can see that she is burned in various places and covered in cuts and scrapes. In a small raspy voice, she says, "Help... me..." She then stops breathing, and lies there, dead.
Slightly disturbed, he takes a step back and looks to the sky. He holds out his hand and casts a sending spell, contacting the Jailor for backup.
“You will burn for this…” he whispers before telling the Jailor to indeed bring the fantasy nukes.
(Ragnaris is so mad with bloodlust and violence that Abaddon himself is probably gonna have to fly up there and smack the dragon outta the sky lol.)
*well yeah, he’s gonna have to. but Abaddon doesn’t wanna risk it with anyone else like Coronet interfering considering how close the fight was last time, so he’ll just call on some of his buddies to do it for him*
*Must not make joke, must not make joke!*
*i don’t see a joke that could be made here…*
*Don’t worry about it, just some thing about Abbadon getting his buddies to take care of the the fire breather so Coronet can have him all to herself or something.*
*if Coronet said something akin to that Abaddon might just leave, bash their head into a wall for three hours before coming back to fight her*
*Hell knows no wrath like Abaddon’s scorn for this dang dracolich*
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
(Ragnaris is so mad with bloodlust and violence that Abaddon himself is probably gonna have to fly up there and smack the dragon outta the sky lol.)
*well yeah, he’s gonna have to. but Abaddon doesn’t wanna risk it with anyone else like Coronet interfering considering how close the fight was last time, so he’ll just call on some of his buddies to do it for him*
*Must not make joke, must not make joke!*
*i don’t see a joke that could be made here…*
*Don’t worry about it, just some thing about Abbadon getting his buddies to take care of the the fire breather so Coronet can have him all to herself or something.*
*if Coronet said something akin to that Abaddon might just leave, bash their head into a wall for three hours before coming back to fight her*
(*starts wheezing from laughing so hard*)
*Abaddon is nothing if not faithful to three things, the law, Asmodeus, and his boyfriend*
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“I’m Varavothim. But most people know me as the reaper’s shot. Death’s left eye. Where’d ya get all this money from, anyways?”
“IF YOU DO NOT LISTEN TO ME RIGHT NOW, YOU WILL NOT BE ABLE TO SAVE YOUR GRANDSON. NOTHING WILL WORK. AT ALL.” He screams, also sending it telepathically to try and get the message across, whatever could possibly work.
"Where does anyone get there money from? I don't think it matters, especially since you have places to be and so do I."
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
*What system do you use if I might ask?*
"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
Ragnaris's thoughts are so muddled from the hatred for Abaddon and the concern for his grandson that it hurts devil of the court to touch his mind for more than a second.
Suddenly, Ragnaris takes a low pass over Abaddon, breathing flames as hot as boiling lava over a wide strip of land that includes the area where Abaddon is standing.
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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The dome is quiet, the only noise that can be heard being the wind, the shine of the moonlight filling the dome with a strange yet beautiful light. Suddenly a man in a traditional gi is standing in front of the door to the dome, his clothes whipping in the wind, a dark blade in a sheath at his side and a bow on their back, his face concealed by an Oni mask. He walks into the dome, dust swirling around him, whoever he is he radiates respect, kindness, and unwavering strength, although he looks only as strong as the average person.
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
*its called Epic legacy, it’s where Abaddon’s stats and general idea are from as well. Book by 2cGaming.*
(Ragnaris is so mad with bloodlust and violence that Abaddon himself is probably gonna have to fly up there and smack the dragon outta the sky lol.)
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
He jumps back despite not being able to be harmed, and slams his gavel into the ground, preventing it from scorching or melting for just a split second.
“You pathetic roach… do i really need to call upon someone else? The Jailor, perhaps…”
“Just curious, but ‘aight.” He shrugs.
”do you… live here?”
*well yeah, he’s gonna have to. but Abaddon doesn’t wanna risk it with anyone else like Coronet interfering considering how close the fight was last time, so he’ll just call on some of his buddies to do it for him*
*Must not make joke, must not make joke!*
"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 don’t see a joke that could be made here…*
*Don’t worry about it, just some thing about Abbadon getting his buddies to take care of the the fire breather so Coronet can have him all to herself or something.*
"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
Listening for just a moment, Abaddon realizes that the screams of terror that were resounding throughout Carceri have stopped completely. He cannot see any more demons running about in fear, just their charred and broken remains lying all around him. Out of nowhere a young succubus runs over to him, her arms outstretched. She trips and falls to the ground, and Abaddon can see that she is burned in various places and covered in cuts and scrapes. In a small raspy voice, she says, "Help... me..." She then stops breathing, and lies there, dead.
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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*if Coronet said something akin to that Abaddon might just leave, bash their head into a wall for three hours before coming back to fight her*
(*starts wheezing from laughing so hard*)
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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Slightly disturbed, he takes a step back and looks to the sky. He holds out his hand and casts a sending spell, contacting the Jailor for backup.
“You will burn for this…” he whispers before telling the Jailor to indeed bring the fantasy nukes.
*Hell knows no wrath like Abaddon’s scorn for this dang dracolich*
"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
*Abaddon is nothing if not faithful to three things, the law, Asmodeus, and his boyfriend*