A man walks through the dome, radiating an aura a both menace and awe. He’s incredibly attractive and handsome by conventional standards, though so pale he’s almost transparent. Each step he takes has purpose, and he holds himself with a sort of egotistical and selfish attitude. Just by looking at him, you can tell he doesn’t have pure intentions. *if you want to know exactly what he looks like, look up Dio Brando*
Lonely is about 30 feet away, playing with Alacreus, occasionally glancing to them.
*by the way did you see my thing explaining the temporary hitpoints and dodging attacks with Toonthulhu?*
"Ettellia... that is a very nice name." His body begins to compact and change until he is around ten feet tall. He is now a large dragonborn with spectacles, a cane, and white hair and a beard. He spreads his arms and gives her a hug. While he is doing so, he whispers in her ear. "I am warning you now: Ragnerious can be... a bit much sometimes. But I assume you can keep him in line?"
(Yeah, I did. Give me a little bit and I should be able to continue the fight.)
“Of course... I had to help deal with the whole Baalzebul thing when he tried overthrowing Asmodeus… I can handle him fine. Thanks for trusting me.”
"You are welcome." He pats her back, and despite his much smaller size, he still has the strength that comes with his true form. "Well, I best leave now, before Abaddon finds out I am here. I assume he will not be happy if he learns that Ragnerious gets to see me more than five minutes a year because of loophole in his reasoning."
“Probably better if he doesn’t know you were here, he’ll find some (1GP) reason to arrest you anyways, infernal law is weird and complicated and this could get you in trouble… so yeah, do you need me to make a portal?”
"No need." He waves his hand, and a swirling portal appears in front of him.
”forgot you were a mage… where’d you learn? Or is it a pact?”
"Pact. Stumbled across a fey named the Archcrone after getting stuck in the Feywild when I was younger. Decided to make a pact with them, because why not? In exchange, they gave me near infinite power, half immortality, and they provided me with a way back home. Boy, what an adventure that was.'
“How Interesting! So you’re only half immortal? How does that work?”
"It means I cannot die to old age, yet I can still die in combat. Did you really think I got as old as I am now naturally?" He chuckles.
“dunno, I mean, dragons are really inconsistent with how long they live. Sometimes it’s 1200? Then other times after that they’re greatwyrms and then other times they need magic to live that long? Its confusing. For devils like me, it’s simple! Can’t die of old age, if we die outside of hell we just go back there. Inside hell, boom, we’re toast!”
"Yes, you do speak the truth. Let us just say that most dragons, even greatwyrms, cannot normally reach the age of 12,871 without help."
“Alright… who’s the oldest semi mortal dragon?”
"Hmm... I would like to say Xerydani the Magnificent, but that depends on whether or not you mean the oldest semi-immortal dragon that is still alive."
”huh. How old were they?”
"I believe by the time she died she was about a month away from celebrating her 120,579th year."
“Wow, that’s old… some Archdevils aren’t even that old.”
A man walks through the dome, radiating an aura a both menace and awe. He’s incredibly attractive and handsome by conventional standards, though so pale he’s almost transparent. Each step he takes has purpose, and he holds himself with a sort of egotistical and selfish attitude. Just by looking at him, you can tell he doesn’t have pure intentions. *if you want to know exactly what he looks like, look up Dio Brando*
Lonely is about 30 feet away, playing with Alacreus, occasionally glancing to them.
He passes by, but in the few seconds he is close, Lonely feels true terror. Something about this man is not right. Inhuman. And it’s horrifying
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Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
A few minutes later Ragnerious sobers up with an incredible headache. He stands up and gets himself some water, and begins to make something for his head, singing so himself as he does so. He then drinks down what he made and shakes his head. He then walks back to the couch and sits, closing up the chest full of Thrilljoy. He then takes a seat and takes a few deep breaths.
“Aw, looks like your gramps and your new girl are getting along? How splendid!”
"I didn't know, I wasn't in the right mind, so thank you telling me how it went."
“Still going, they are having such a lovely chat, though I don’t want to startle them with my appearance. Balor hearts?He sees a humanoid hand with black clawed nails enter his line of sight holding a charred looking dried demon heart.
He takes the heart and bites into it "Thank you." He chews slowly, running over his teeth with his draconian serpentine tongue "I don't think they'd be too afraid of you, after all I'm apparently strong enough to protect her."
“Maybe so, I’ve just been told I can be a bit…unsettling. It’s the scars really.”
He would feel someone sit on the couch beside her, and see a tall look human woman with very pale ivory skin and speckling of white scales, with long and luxurious raven hair. Her eyes are a vibrantly violet as ever and she seems to sport a rather nasty yet bad*** burn scar across her face, and still sporting a wide and toothy smile. She is wearing simple black leathers and clothing, and around her neck is an odd and macabre charm necklace with many strange baubles including a small wooden skull, several bird feathers, and what seems to be a magically preserved human tongue with a black rose tattoo etched into it.
“Now, tell auntie what you have been up to here in the hells?”
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
A man walks through the dome, radiating an aura a both menace and awe. He’s incredibly attractive and handsome by conventional standards, though so pale he’s almost transparent. Each step he takes has purpose, and he holds himself with a sort of egotistical and selfish attitude. Just by looking at him, you can tell he doesn’t have pure intentions. *if you want to know exactly what he looks like, look up Dio Brando*
Lonely is about 30 feet away, playing with Alacreus, occasionally glancing to them.
He passes by, but in the few seconds he is close, Lonely feels true terror. Something about this man is not right. Inhuman. And it’s horrifying
They pause, and Alacreus feels it too, staying still for a moment. They don’t say or do anything, just staring at them, silent.
"Yes, she was truly ancient. She was also one of the rarest dragons known to man, a sun dragon. I am lucky I was able to meet her before she passed." He sighs, then again pats Ettilia on the back. "Well, I have wasted enough time. I should most likely go. Make sure that big oaf doesn't get into anymore trouble while I am gone!" He walks through the portal.
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.
A man walks through the dome, radiating an aura a both menace and awe. He’s incredibly attractive and handsome by conventional standards, though so pale he’s almost transparent. Each step he takes has purpose, and he holds himself with a sort of egotistical and selfish attitude. Just by looking at him, you can tell he doesn’t have pure intentions. *if you want to know exactly what he looks like, look up Dio Brando*
Lonely is about 30 feet away, playing with Alacreus, occasionally glancing to them.
He passes by, but in the few seconds he is close, Lonely feels true terror. Something about this man is not right. Inhuman. And it’s horrifying
They pause, and Alacreus feels it too, staying still for a moment. They don’t say or do anything, just staring at them, silent.
He looks back with a piercing gaze, and speaks with a voice both soothing and menacing “Why do you stare at me, child? And your mangy mutt as well.”
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Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
(It makes me happy as well. I should have Ragnaris ask more about Coronet's past, see if she'll start talking about M'raiyu...)
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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.
A man walks through the dome, radiating an aura a both menace and awe. He’s incredibly attractive and handsome by conventional standards, though so pale he’s almost transparent. Each step he takes has purpose, and he holds himself with a sort of egotistical and selfish attitude. Just by looking at him, you can tell he doesn’t have pure intentions. *if you want to know exactly what he looks like, look up Dio Brando*
Lonely is about 30 feet away, playing with Alacreus, occasionally glancing to them.
He passes by, but in the few seconds he is close, Lonely feels true terror. Something about this man is not right. Inhuman. And it’s horrifying
They pause, and Alacreus feels it too, staying still for a moment. They don’t say or do anything, just staring at them, silent.
He looks back with a piercing gaze, and speaks with a voice both soothing and menacing “Why do you stare at me, child? And your mangy mutt as well.”
“…what… are you? Alacreus thinks something is wrong… and Alacreus is never wrong.” They say, comforting the whimpering husky.
A man walks through the dome, radiating an aura a both menace and awe. He’s incredibly attractive and handsome by conventional standards, though so pale he’s almost transparent. Each step he takes has purpose, and he holds himself with a sort of egotistical and selfish attitude. Just by looking at him, you can tell he doesn’t have pure intentions. *if you want to know exactly what he looks like, look up Dio Brando*
Lonely is about 30 feet away, playing with Alacreus, occasionally glancing to them.
He passes by, but in the few seconds he is close, Lonely feels true terror. Something about this man is not right. Inhuman. And it’s horrifying
They pause, and Alacreus feels it too, staying still for a moment. They don’t say or do anything, just staring at them, silent.
He looks back with a piercing gaze, and speaks with a voice both soothing and menacing “Why do you stare at me, child? And your mangy mutt as well.”
“…what… are you? Alacreus thinks something is wrong… and Alacreus is never wrong.” They say, comforting the whimpering husky.
“A god among men. A king of kings. The one who will achieve heaven. Kono Dio da!*”
(*Roughly translates to: this is dio, or I am dio. An affirmation of identity)
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Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
A man walks through the dome, radiating an aura a both menace and awe. He’s incredibly attractive and handsome by conventional standards, though so pale he’s almost transparent. Each step he takes has purpose, and he holds himself with a sort of egotistical and selfish attitude. Just by looking at him, you can tell he doesn’t have pure intentions. *if you want to know exactly what he looks like, look up Dio Brando*
Lonely is about 30 feet away, playing with Alacreus, occasionally glancing to them.
He passes by, but in the few seconds he is close, Lonely feels true terror. Something about this man is not right. Inhuman. And it’s horrifying
They pause, and Alacreus feels it too, staying still for a moment. They don’t say or do anything, just staring at them, silent.
He looks back with a piercing gaze, and speaks with a voice both soothing and menacing “Why do you stare at me, child? And your mangy mutt as well.”
“…what… are you? Alacreus thinks something is wrong… and Alacreus is never wrong.” They say, comforting the whimpering husky.
“A god among men. A king of kings. The one who will achieve heaven. Kono Dio da!*”
(*Roughly translates to: this is dio, or I am dio. An affirmation of identity)
“So that’s why Alacreus didn’t like you… they smelled entitlement.” They say, turning to Alacreus and petting them lightly.
A few minutes later Ragnerious sobers up with an incredible headache. He stands up and gets himself some water, and begins to make something for his head, singing so himself as he does so. He then drinks down what he made and shakes his head. He then walks back to the couch and sits, closing up the chest full of Thrilljoy. He then takes a seat and takes a few deep breaths.
“Aw, looks like your gramps and your new girl are getting along? How splendid!”
"I didn't know, I wasn't in the right mind, so thank you telling me how it went."
“Still going, they are having such a lovely chat, though I don’t want to startle them with my appearance. Balor hearts?He sees a humanoid hand with black clawed nails enter his line of sight holding a charred looking dried demon heart.
He takes the heart and bites into it "Thank you." He chews slowly, running over his teeth with his draconian serpentine tongue "I don't think they'd be too afraid of you, after all I'm apparently strong enough to protect her."
“Maybe so, I’ve just been told I can be a bit…unsettling. It’s the scars really.”
He would feel someone sit on the couch beside her, and see a tall look human woman with very pale ivory skin and speckling of white scales, with long and luxurious raven hair. Her eyes are a vibrantly violet as ever and she seems to sport a rather nasty yet bad*** burn scar across her face, and still sporting a wide and toothy smile. She is wearing simple black leathers and clothing, and around her neck is an odd and macabre charm necklace with many strange baubles including a small wooden skull, several bird feathers, and what seems to be a magically preserved human tongue with a black rose tattoo etched into it.
“Now, tell auntie what you have been up to here in the hells?”
"I haven't been doing anything important. I've been training the pit fiends, working out myself, occasionally drinking and just making the most out of this bad situation, also I got an incredible hot girlfriend so that worked out well."
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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 man walks through the dome, radiating an aura a both menace and awe. He’s incredibly attractive and handsome by conventional standards, though so pale he’s almost transparent. Each step he takes has purpose, and he holds himself with a sort of egotistical and selfish attitude. Just by looking at him, you can tell he doesn’t have pure intentions. *if you want to know exactly what he looks like, look up Dio Brando*
Lonely is about 30 feet away, playing with Alacreus, occasionally glancing to them.
He passes by, but in the few seconds he is close, Lonely feels true terror. Something about this man is not right. Inhuman. And it’s horrifying
They pause, and Alacreus feels it too, staying still for a moment. They don’t say or do anything, just staring at them, silent.
He looks back with a piercing gaze, and speaks with a voice both soothing and menacing “Why do you stare at me, child? And your mangy mutt as well.”
“…what… are you? Alacreus thinks something is wrong… and Alacreus is never wrong.” They say, comforting the whimpering husky.
“A god among men. A king of kings. The one who will achieve heaven. Kono Dio da!*”
(*Roughly translates to: this is dio, or I am dio. An affirmation of identity)
“So that’s why Alacreus didn’t like you… they smelled entitlement.” They say, turning to Alacreus and petting them lightly.
His face contorts in annoyance “You have a sharp tongue for a child.” He growls “I should tear it out.”
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Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
A man walks through the dome, radiating an aura a both menace and awe. He’s incredibly attractive and handsome by conventional standards, though so pale he’s almost transparent. Each step he takes has purpose, and he holds himself with a sort of egotistical and selfish attitude. Just by looking at him, you can tell he doesn’t have pure intentions. *if you want to know exactly what he looks like, look up Dio Brando*
Lonely is about 30 feet away, playing with Alacreus, occasionally glancing to them.
He passes by, but in the few seconds he is close, Lonely feels true terror. Something about this man is not right. Inhuman. And it’s horrifying
They pause, and Alacreus feels it too, staying still for a moment. They don’t say or do anything, just staring at them, silent.
He looks back with a piercing gaze, and speaks with a voice both soothing and menacing “Why do you stare at me, child? And your mangy mutt as well.”
“…what… are you? Alacreus thinks something is wrong… and Alacreus is never wrong.” They say, comforting the whimpering husky.
“A god among men. A king of kings. The one who will achieve heaven. Kono Dio da!*”
(*Roughly translates to: this is dio, or I am dio. An affirmation of identity)
“So that’s why Alacreus didn’t like you… they smelled entitlement.” They say, turning to Alacreus and petting them lightly.
His face contorts in annoyance “You have a sharp tongue for a child.” He growls “I should tear it out.”
They pale, and Alacreus leaps up and starts Growling. Lonely tenses, preparing to get up and run if they need.
A man walks through the dome, radiating an aura a both menace and awe. He’s incredibly attractive and handsome by conventional standards, though so pale he’s almost transparent. Each step he takes has purpose, and he holds himself with a sort of egotistical and selfish attitude. Just by looking at him, you can tell he doesn’t have pure intentions. *if you want to know exactly what he looks like, look up Dio Brando*
Lonely is about 30 feet away, playing with Alacreus, occasionally glancing to them.
He passes by, but in the few seconds he is close, Lonely feels true terror. Something about this man is not right. Inhuman. And it’s horrifying
They pause, and Alacreus feels it too, staying still for a moment. They don’t say or do anything, just staring at them, silent.
He looks back with a piercing gaze, and speaks with a voice both soothing and menacing “Why do you stare at me, child? And your mangy mutt as well.”
“…what… are you? Alacreus thinks something is wrong… and Alacreus is never wrong.” They say, comforting the whimpering husky.
“A god among men. A king of kings. The one who will achieve heaven. Kono Dio da!*”
(*Roughly translates to: this is dio, or I am dio. An affirmation of identity)
“So that’s why Alacreus didn’t like you… they smelled entitlement.” They say, turning to Alacreus and petting them lightly.
His face contorts in annoyance “You have a sharp tongue for a child.” He growls “I should tear it out.”
They pale, and Alacreus leaps up and starts Growling. Lonely tenses, preparing to get up and run if they need.
He takes a deep inhale “Ahh. The sweet smell of mortal fear. How wonderful. And how pathetic you all. Squirming about, trying and failing to get anything done in your short lives. Truly futile.”
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Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
A man walks through the dome, radiating an aura a both menace and awe. He’s incredibly attractive and handsome by conventional standards, though so pale he’s almost transparent. Each step he takes has purpose, and he holds himself with a sort of egotistical and selfish attitude. Just by looking at him, you can tell he doesn’t have pure intentions. *if you want to know exactly what he looks like, look up Dio Brando*
Lonely is about 30 feet away, playing with Alacreus, occasionally glancing to them.
He passes by, but in the few seconds he is close, Lonely feels true terror. Something about this man is not right. Inhuman. And it’s horrifying
They pause, and Alacreus feels it too, staying still for a moment. They don’t say or do anything, just staring at them, silent.
He looks back with a piercing gaze, and speaks with a voice both soothing and menacing “Why do you stare at me, child? And your mangy mutt as well.”
“…what… are you? Alacreus thinks something is wrong… and Alacreus is never wrong.” They say, comforting the whimpering husky.
“A god among men. A king of kings. The one who will achieve heaven. Kono Dio da!*”
(*Roughly translates to: this is dio, or I am dio. An affirmation of identity)
“So that’s why Alacreus didn’t like you… they smelled entitlement.” They say, turning to Alacreus and petting them lightly.
His face contorts in annoyance “You have a sharp tongue for a child.” He growls “I should tear it out.”
They pale, and Alacreus leaps up and starts Growling. Lonely tenses, preparing to get up and run if they need.
He takes a deep inhale “Ahh. The sweet smell of mortal fear. How wonderful. And how pathetic you all. Squirming about, trying and failing to get anything done in your short lives. Truly futile.”
“I-I’m not afraid! Alacreus Is gonna protect me!” They say, clearly very, very scared.
A few minutes later Ragnerious sobers up with an incredible headache. He stands up and gets himself some water, and begins to make something for his head, singing so himself as he does so. He then drinks down what he made and shakes his head. He then walks back to the couch and sits, closing up the chest full of Thrilljoy. He then takes a seat and takes a few deep breaths.
“Aw, looks like your gramps and your new girl are getting along? How splendid!”
"I didn't know, I wasn't in the right mind, so thank you telling me how it went."
“Still going, they are having such a lovely chat, though I don’t want to startle them with my appearance. Balor hearts?He sees a humanoid hand with black clawed nails enter his line of sight holding a charred looking dried demon heart.
He takes the heart and bites into it "Thank you." He chews slowly, running over his teeth with his draconian serpentine tongue "I don't think they'd be too afraid of you, after all I'm apparently strong enough to protect her."
“Maybe so, I’ve just been told I can be a bit…unsettling. It’s the scars really.”
He would feel someone sit on the couch beside her, and see a tall look human woman with very pale ivory skin and speckling of white scales, with long and luxurious raven hair. Her eyes are a vibrantly violet as ever and she seems to sport a rather nasty yet bad*** burn scar across her face, and still sporting a wide and toothy smile. She is wearing simple black leathers and clothing, and around her neck is an odd and macabre charm necklace with many strange baubles including a small wooden skull, several bird feathers, and what seems to be a magically preserved human tongue with a black rose tattoo etched into it.
“Now, tell auntie what you have been up to here in the hells?”
"I haven't been doing anything important. I've been training the pit fiends, working out myself, occasionally drinking and just making the most out of this bad situation, also I got an incredible hot girlfriend so that worked out well."
“Hey, sometimes that’s all we can do. and it seems like you are doing well for yourself. Plus it’s highly entertaining watching you fight pit fiends like its child’s play. The Lord of Hell’s finest aren’t what they use to be it seems.” She says letting out a cackle.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
A man walks through the dome, radiating an aura a both menace and awe. He’s incredibly attractive and handsome by conventional standards, though so pale he’s almost transparent. Each step he takes has purpose, and he holds himself with a sort of egotistical and selfish attitude. Just by looking at him, you can tell he doesn’t have pure intentions. *if you want to know exactly what he looks like, look up Dio Brando*
Lonely is about 30 feet away, playing with Alacreus, occasionally glancing to them.
He passes by, but in the few seconds he is close, Lonely feels true terror. Something about this man is not right. Inhuman. And it’s horrifying
They pause, and Alacreus feels it too, staying still for a moment. They don’t say or do anything, just staring at them, silent.
He looks back with a piercing gaze, and speaks with a voice both soothing and menacing “Why do you stare at me, child? And your mangy mutt as well.”
“…what… are you? Alacreus thinks something is wrong… and Alacreus is never wrong.” They say, comforting the whimpering husky.
“A god among men. A king of kings. The one who will achieve heaven. Kono Dio da!*”
(*Roughly translates to: this is dio, or I am dio. An affirmation of identity)
“So that’s why Alacreus didn’t like you… they smelled entitlement.” They say, turning to Alacreus and petting them lightly.
His face contorts in annoyance “You have a sharp tongue for a child.” He growls “I should tear it out.”
They pale, and Alacreus leaps up and starts Growling. Lonely tenses, preparing to get up and run if they need.
He takes a deep inhale “Ahh. The sweet smell of mortal fear. How wonderful. And how pathetic you all. Squirming about, trying and failing to get anything done in your short lives. Truly futile.”
“I-I’m not afraid! Alacreus Is gonna protect me!” They say, clearly very, very scared.
He starts laughing “A dog! Do you want to know what I did to the last dog that bothered me?” He doesn’t bother waiting for a response. Before Lonely can blink, Dio has appeared in front of him, leaning down to whisper in their ear “I locked him in a furnace and watched him burn alive. And I’d do it again.”
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Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
A man walks through the dome, radiating an aura a both menace and awe. He’s incredibly attractive and handsome by conventional standards, though so pale he’s almost transparent. Each step he takes has purpose, and he holds himself with a sort of egotistical and selfish attitude. Just by looking at him, you can tell he doesn’t have pure intentions. *if you want to know exactly what he looks like, look up Dio Brando*
Lonely is about 30 feet away, playing with Alacreus, occasionally glancing to them.
He passes by, but in the few seconds he is close, Lonely feels true terror. Something about this man is not right. Inhuman. And it’s horrifying
They pause, and Alacreus feels it too, staying still for a moment. They don’t say or do anything, just staring at them, silent.
He looks back with a piercing gaze, and speaks with a voice both soothing and menacing “Why do you stare at me, child? And your mangy mutt as well.”
“…what… are you? Alacreus thinks something is wrong… and Alacreus is never wrong.” They say, comforting the whimpering husky.
“A god among men. A king of kings. The one who will achieve heaven. Kono Dio da!*”
(*Roughly translates to: this is dio, or I am dio. An affirmation of identity)
“So that’s why Alacreus didn’t like you… they smelled entitlement.” They say, turning to Alacreus and petting them lightly.
His face contorts in annoyance “You have a sharp tongue for a child.” He growls “I should tear it out.”
They pale, and Alacreus leaps up and starts Growling. Lonely tenses, preparing to get up and run if they need.
He takes a deep inhale “Ahh. The sweet smell of mortal fear. How wonderful. And how pathetic you all. Squirming about, trying and failing to get anything done in your short lives. Truly futile.”
“I-I’m not afraid! Alacreus Is gonna protect me!” They say, clearly very, very scared.
He starts laughing “A dog! Do you want to know what I did to the last dog that bothered me?” He doesn’t bother waiting for a response. Before Lonely can blink, Dio has appeared in front of him, leaning down to whisper in their ear “I locked him in a furnace and watched him burn alive. And I’d do it again.”
They stumble back, terrified. Alacreus runs back to try and comfort lonely.
”p-please leave me alone… I-i don’t wanna… die…” they say, stuttering through their words while trying the best they can to back up.
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Lonely is about 30 feet away, playing with Alacreus, occasionally glancing to them.
“Wow, that’s old… some Archdevils aren’t even that old.”
He passes by, but in the few seconds he is close, Lonely feels true terror. Something about this man is not right. Inhuman. And it’s horrifying
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
“Maybe so, I’ve just been told I can be a bit…unsettling. It’s the scars really.”
He would feel someone sit on the couch beside her, and see a tall look human woman with very pale ivory skin and speckling of white scales, with long and luxurious raven hair. Her eyes are a vibrantly violet as ever and she seems to sport a rather nasty yet bad*** burn scar across her face, and still sporting a wide and toothy smile. She is wearing simple black leathers and clothing, and around her neck is an odd and macabre charm necklace with many strange baubles including a small wooden skull, several bird feathers, and what seems to be a magically preserved human tongue with a black rose tattoo etched into it.
“Now, tell auntie what you have been up to here in the hells?”
"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
They pause, and Alacreus feels it too, staying still for a moment. They don’t say or do anything, just staring at them, silent.
*seeing the preserved tongue makes me very happy*
*and to others, I will in fact not explain*
(Cut for Arch.)
"Yes, she was truly ancient. She was also one of the rarest dragons known to man, a sun dragon. I am lucky I was able to meet her before she passed." He sighs, then again pats Ettilia on the back. "Well, I have wasted enough time. I should most likely go. Make sure that big oaf doesn't get into anymore trouble while I am gone!" He walks through the portal.
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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He looks back with a piercing gaze, and speaks with a voice both soothing and menacing “Why do you stare at me, child? And your mangy mutt as well.”
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
(It makes me happy as well. I should have Ragnaris ask more about Coronet's past, see if she'll start talking about M'raiyu...)
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
“…what… are you? Alacreus thinks something is wrong… and Alacreus is never wrong.” They say, comforting the whimpering husky.
“A god among men. A king of kings. The one who will achieve heaven. Kono Dio da!*”
(*Roughly translates to: this is dio, or I am dio. An affirmation of identity)
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
“So that’s why Alacreus didn’t like you… they smelled entitlement.” They say, turning to Alacreus and petting them lightly.
"I haven't been doing anything important. I've been training the pit fiends, working out myself, occasionally drinking and just making the most out of this bad situation, also I got an incredible hot girlfriend so that worked out well."
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
His face contorts in annoyance “You have a sharp tongue for a child.” He growls “I should tear it out.”
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
They pale, and Alacreus leaps up and starts Growling. Lonely tenses, preparing to get up and run if they need.
He takes a deep inhale “Ahh. The sweet smell of mortal fear. How wonderful. And how pathetic you all. Squirming about, trying and failing to get anything done in your short lives. Truly futile.”
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
“I-I’m not afraid! Alacreus Is gonna protect me!” They say, clearly very, very scared.
“Hey, sometimes that’s all we can do. and it seems like you are doing well for yourself. Plus it’s highly entertaining watching you fight pit fiends like its child’s play. The Lord of Hell’s finest aren’t what they use to be it seems.” She says letting out 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
He starts laughing “A dog! Do you want to know what I did to the last dog that bothered me?” He doesn’t bother waiting for a response. Before Lonely can blink, Dio has appeared in front of him, leaning down to whisper in their ear “I locked him in a furnace and watched him burn alive. And I’d do it again.”
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
They stumble back, terrified. Alacreus runs back to try and comfort lonely.
”p-please leave me alone… I-i don’t wanna… die…” they say, stuttering through their words while trying the best they can to back up.