Walk up a slight incline towards a cave that looks down at the valley field is a lone figure carrying a large and sharp wooden spear with a sharp rock tip and deer carcass over his shoulders. His body is tan and muscular, with several scars from pasts hunts and a strange healed wound that licks up his torso that isn't like that from an animal or weapon. He is wearing some makeshift pants made from deer hide.
Watching him from the tree line nearby is a muscular woman with messy brown hair, dark, devious green eyes, clothes made from a wildebeest’s hide, and fingers stained red and green from the juices of berries. If he looks her way, she quickly hides behind a tree to avoid being spotted, although she isn’t exactly the most skilled hider.
Icy blue eyes glance at her hiding spot, grunting a bit in annoyance at being watched as he continues towards his cave. The strange healed wound trailing around his side and partway up his back as well. He runs his fingers through his wild black hair drenched in sweat from the recent hunt and the heat.
From the trees, she follows him slowly, picking up a stone along the way, just in case things get violent.
He reaches the outside of his cave, where there is a collection of sticks in a strange pile. He would start to skin and carve up the deer, separating the bones and antlers for later use and skewering the chunks of meat.
"Hm...see if light comes out today." He says as he grabs a few blacken looking stone. Survival Check: 6
*He is trying to make fire, incase anyone is wondering. It's not a consistent thing but ideally once he makes it enough times his stat block with improve to have better survival*
*Also sorry, therizinosaur*
Slowly, the woman approaches out of the woods, hiding the rock behind her.
”You need help?”
He looks at her a bit suspiciously, not use to interacting with other. "Help...?"
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Walk up a slight incline towards a cave that looks down at the valley field is a lone figure carrying a large and sharp wooden spear with a sharp rock tip and deer carcass over his shoulders. His body is tan and muscular, with several scars from pasts hunts and a strange healed wound that licks up his torso that isn't like that from an animal or weapon. He is wearing some makeshift pants made from deer hide.
Watching him from the tree line nearby is a muscular woman with messy brown hair, dark, devious green eyes, clothes made from a wildebeest’s hide, and fingers stained red and green from the juices of berries. If he looks her way, she quickly hides behind a tree to avoid being spotted, although she isn’t exactly the most skilled hider.
Icy blue eyes glance at her hiding spot, grunting a bit in annoyance at being watched as he continues towards his cave. The strange healed wound trailing around his side and partway up his back as well. He runs his fingers through his wild black hair drenched in sweat from the recent hunt and the heat.
From the trees, she follows him slowly, picking up a stone along the way, just in case things get violent.
He reaches the outside of his cave, where there is a collection of sticks in a strange pile. He would start to skin and carve up the deer, separating the bones and antlers for later use and skewering the chunks of meat.
"Hm...see if light comes out today." He says as he grabs a few blacken looking stone. Survival Check: 6
*He is trying to make fire, incase anyone is wondering. It's not a consistent thing but ideally once he makes it enough times his stat block with improve to have better survival*
*Also sorry, therizinosaur*
Slowly, the woman approaches out of the woods, hiding the rock behind her.
”You need help?”
He looks at her a bit suspiciously, not use to interacting with other. "Help...?"
Ooga is lifting various rocks to train. He plans to show that he is the strongest and become one of the highest in his tribe. Also, he found a tiny dinosaur with even tinier wings and named it Bob, and is now keeping it as a pet.
*Would dragons in this era be historically accurate?*
*no magic or magical creatures in general, so unfortunately no*
*Without the breath weapon and any other magical things to it? I would say just a big winged dinosaur that can fly isn't too unrealistic. Even if it's wings are too small to get it's fat little body off the ground, it can probably fly anyway, because Bob doesn't care what humans think is impossible.*
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Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
Ooga is lifting various rocks to train. He plans to show that he is the strongest and become one of the highest in his tribe. Also, he found a tiny dinosaur with even tinier wings and named it Bob, and is now keeping it as a pet.
*Would dragons in this era be historically accurate?*
*no magic or magical creatures in general, so unfortunately no*
*Without the breath weapon and any other magical things to it? I would say just a big winged dinosaur that can fly isn't too unrealistic. Even if it's wings are too small to get it's fat little body off the ground, it can probably fly anyway, because Bob doesn't care what humans think is impossible.*
*Could be an evolved pterosaur.*
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Ooga is lifting various rocks to train. He plans to show that he is the strongest and become one of the highest in his tribe. Also, he found a tiny dinosaur with even tinier wings and named it Bob, and is now keeping it as a pet.
*Would dragons in this era be historically accurate?*
*no magic or magical creatures in general, so unfortunately no*
*Without the breath weapon and any other magical things to it? I would say just a big winged dinosaur that can fly isn't too unrealistic. Even if it's wings are too small to get it's fat little body off the ground, it can probably fly anyway, because Bob doesn't care what humans think is impossible.*
*well yeah I guess but the nerdy scientist in me wants to say that no dinosaur before birds could fly. Maaaybe it’s like a Quetzalcoutlus?*
Walk up a slight incline towards a cave that looks down at the valley field is a lone figure carrying a large and sharp wooden spear with a sharp rock tip and deer carcass over his shoulders. His body is tan and muscular, with several scars from pasts hunts and a strange healed wound that licks up his torso that isn't like that from an animal or weapon. He is wearing some makeshift pants made from deer hide.
Watching him from the tree line nearby is a muscular woman with messy brown hair, dark, devious green eyes, clothes made from a wildebeest’s hide, and fingers stained red and green from the juices of berries. If he looks her way, she quickly hides behind a tree to avoid being spotted, although she isn’t exactly the most skilled hider.
Icy blue eyes glance at her hiding spot, grunting a bit in annoyance at being watched as he continues towards his cave. The strange healed wound trailing around his side and partway up his back as well. He runs his fingers through his wild black hair drenched in sweat from the recent hunt and the heat.
From the trees, she follows him slowly, picking up a stone along the way, just in case things get violent.
He reaches the outside of his cave, where there is a collection of sticks in a strange pile. He would start to skin and carve up the deer, separating the bones and antlers for later use and skewering the chunks of meat.
"Hm...see if light comes out today." He says as he grabs a few blacken looking stone. Survival Check: 6
*He is trying to make fire, incase anyone is wondering. It's not a consistent thing but ideally once he makes it enough times his stat block with improve to have better survival*
*Also sorry, therizinosaur*
Slowly, the woman approaches out of the woods, hiding the rock behind her.
”You need help?”
He looks at her a bit suspiciously, not use to interacting with other. "Help...?"
“With making light. We have light at my cave.”
"Hm...would like help, fire makes food better and weapons stronger...." He replies after a moment.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
This looks cool, as long as my char isn’t chased by a pterodactyl.
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My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
Walk up a slight incline towards a cave that looks down at the valley field is a lone figure carrying a large and sharp wooden spear with a sharp rock tip and deer carcass over his shoulders. His body is tan and muscular, with several scars from pasts hunts and a strange healed wound that licks up his torso that isn't like that from an animal or weapon. He is wearing some makeshift pants made from deer hide.
Watching him from the tree line nearby is a muscular woman with messy brown hair, dark, devious green eyes, clothes made from a wildebeest’s hide, and fingers stained red and green from the juices of berries. If he looks her way, she quickly hides behind a tree to avoid being spotted, although she isn’t exactly the most skilled hider.
Icy blue eyes glance at her hiding spot, grunting a bit in annoyance at being watched as he continues towards his cave. The strange healed wound trailing around his side and partway up his back as well. He runs his fingers through his wild black hair drenched in sweat from the recent hunt and the heat.
From the trees, she follows him slowly, picking up a stone along the way, just in case things get violent.
He reaches the outside of his cave, where there is a collection of sticks in a strange pile. He would start to skin and carve up the deer, separating the bones and antlers for later use and skewering the chunks of meat.
"Hm...see if light comes out today." He says as he grabs a few blacken looking stone. Survival Check: 6
*He is trying to make fire, incase anyone is wondering. It's not a consistent thing but ideally once he makes it enough times his stat block with improve to have better survival*
*Also sorry, therizinosaur*
Slowly, the woman approaches out of the woods, hiding the rock behind her.
”You need help?”
He looks at her a bit suspiciously, not use to interacting with other. "Help...?"
“With making light. We have light at my cave.”
"Hm...would like help, fire makes food better and weapons stronger...." He replies after a moment.
“Follow me then, to cave. Beware of bird.” They start making their way back to their secluded cave, hidden by foliage and right next to a pond.
My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
Ooga is lifting various rocks to train. He plans to show that he is the strongest and become one of the highest in his tribe. Also, he found a tiny dinosaur with even tinier wings and named it Bob, and is now keeping it as a pet.
*Would dragons in this era be historically accurate?*
*no magic or magical creatures in general, so unfortunately no*
*Without the breath weapon and any other magical things to it? I would say just a big winged dinosaur that can fly isn't too unrealistic. Even if it's wings are too small to get it's fat little body off the ground, it can probably fly anyway, because Bob doesn't care what humans think is impossible.*
*well yeah I guess but the nerdy scientist in me wants to say that no dinosaur before birds could fly. Maaaybe it’s like a Quetzalcoutlus?*
*(Points to pterosaur)
They technically aren't dinosaurs, but they're very closely related to them.*
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Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
Ooga is lifting various rocks to train. He plans to show that he is the strongest and become one of the highest in his tribe. Also, he found a tiny dinosaur with even tinier wings and named it Bob, and is now keeping it as a pet.
*Would dragons in this era be historically accurate?*
*no magic or magical creatures in general, so unfortunately no*
*Without the breath weapon and any other magical things to it? I would say just a big winged dinosaur that can fly isn't too unrealistic. Even if it's wings are too small to get it's fat little body off the ground, it can probably fly anyway, because Bob doesn't care what humans think is impossible.*
*Could be an evolved pterosaur.*
*Yeah. Something similar to that. And the thread does say we don't have to be completely historicaly accurate.*
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Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
Ooga is lifting various rocks to train. He plans to show that he is the strongest and become one of the highest in his tribe. Also, he found a tiny dinosaur with even tinier wings and named it Bob, and is now keeping it as a pet.
*Would dragons in this era be historically accurate?*
*no magic or magical creatures in general, so unfortunately no*
*Without the breath weapon and any other magical things to it? I would say just a big winged dinosaur that can fly isn't too unrealistic. Even if it's wings are too small to get it's fat little body off the ground, it can probably fly anyway, because Bob doesn't care what humans think is impossible.*
*well yeah I guess but the nerdy scientist in me wants to say that no dinosaur before birds could fly. Maaaybe it’s like a Quetzalcoutlus?*
*(Points to pterosaur)
They technically aren't dinosaurs, but they're very closely related to them.*
*indeed, I just suggested it could be a pterosaur, in the Quetzalcoutlus.*
Ooga is lifting various rocks to train. He plans to show that he is the strongest and become one of the highest in his tribe. Also, he found a tiny dinosaur with even tinier wings and named it Bob, and is now keeping it as a pet.
*Would dragons in this era be historically accurate?*
*no magic or magical creatures in general, so unfortunately no*
*Without the breath weapon and any other magical things to it? I would say just a big winged dinosaur that can fly isn't too unrealistic. Even if it's wings are too small to get it's fat little body off the ground, it can probably fly anyway, because Bob doesn't care what humans think is impossible.*
*well yeah I guess but the nerdy scientist in me wants to say that no dinosaur before birds could fly. Maaaybe it’s like a Quetzalcoutlus?*
*(Points to pterosaur)
They technically aren't dinosaurs, but they're very closely related to them.*
*indeed, I just suggested it could be a pterosaur, in the Quetzalcoutlus.*
*Oh, missed that. Completely my bad there, sorry.*
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Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
He sees Ooga nearby, lifting rocks. "Ooga train. Ooga become big strong!"
“Oof, HI!”
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My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
Ooga is lifting various rocks to train. He plans to show that he is the strongest and become one of the highest in his tribe. Also, he found a tiny dinosaur with even tinier wings and named it Bob, and is now keeping it as a pet.
*Would dragons in this era be historically accurate?*
*no magic or magical creatures in general, so unfortunately no*
*Without the breath weapon and any other magical things to it? I would say just a big winged dinosaur that can fly isn't too unrealistic. Even if it's wings are too small to get it's fat little body off the ground, it can probably fly anyway, because Bob doesn't care what humans think is impossible.*
*well yeah I guess but the nerdy scientist in me wants to say that no dinosaur before birds could fly. Maaaybe it’s like a Quetzalcoutlus?*
*(Points to pterosaur)
They technically aren't dinosaurs, but they're very closely related to them.*
*indeed, I just suggested it could be a pterosaur, in the Quetzalcoutlus.*
*I now want my character to learn to ride one!!*
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
The muscular man follows the woman back to her cave, spear by his side. He looks around curious and cautious, his hunting instincts keeping him alert.
She leads him to the cave, entrance covered by vines. It’s enormous on the inside, enough for 30 people at least. Decorating every inch of the walls are red and green cave paintings, of animals, of people, of the stars and of the moon, surprisingly intricate compared to most art of the age. Each drawing is often accompanied by swirling, Smokey patterns, and when illuminated by the light of the fire in the center of the cave, it gives it an almost ethereal feel. There is a large, simple campfire, and next to it are some meats, spare animal skins, and many, many berries in various stone bowls. There’s also a red and green stained mortar and pestle.
”Here’s the fire. Take some of it.” She hands him A large branch to light on fire and bring back with him.
Ooga is lifting various rocks to train. He plans to show that he is the strongest and become one of the highest in his tribe. Also, he found a tiny dinosaur with even tinier wings and named it Bob, and is now keeping it as a pet.
*Would dragons in this era be historically accurate?*
*no magic or magical creatures in general, so unfortunately no*
*Without the breath weapon and any other magical things to it? I would say just a big winged dinosaur that can fly isn't too unrealistic. Even if it's wings are too small to get it's fat little body off the ground, it can probably fly anyway, because Bob doesn't care what humans think is impossible.*
*well yeah I guess but the nerdy scientist in me wants to say that no dinosaur before birds could fly. Maaaybe it’s like a Quetzalcoutlus?*
*(Points to pterosaur)
They technically aren't dinosaurs, but they're very closely related to them.*
*indeed, I just suggested it could be a pterosaur, in the Quetzalcoutlus.*
*I now want my character to learn to ride one!!*
*maaaybe they could join the newly formed Rosetta tribe! It consists of two people so far but soon much more, and they’re all gonna be about domesticating animals!*
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He looks at her a bit suspiciously, not use to interacting with other. "Help...?"
"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
“With making light. We have light at my cave.”
*Without the breath weapon and any other magical things to it? I would say just a big winged dinosaur that can fly isn't too unrealistic.
Even if it's wings are too small to get it's fat little body off the ground, it can probably fly anyway, because Bob doesn't care what humans think is impossible.*Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
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*Could be an evolved pterosaur.*
"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
*well yeah I guess but the nerdy scientist in me wants to say that no dinosaur before birds could fly. Maaaybe it’s like a Quetzalcoutlus?*
"Hm...would like help, fire makes food better and weapons stronger...." He replies after a moment.
"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
This looks cool, as long as my char isn’t chased by a pterodactyl.
My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
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“Follow me then, to cave. Beware of bird.” They start making their way back to their secluded cave, hidden by foliage and right next to a pond.
A young man is wandering the land.
My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
Extended Signature!
*(Points to pterosaur)
They technically aren't dinosaurs, but they're very closely related to them.*
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, your firstborn child and your liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ
*Yeah. Something similar to that. And the thread does say we don't have to be completely historicaly accurate.*
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, your firstborn child and your liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ
*cut with Arch*
The muscular man follows the woman back to her cave, spear by his side. He looks around curious and cautious, his hunting instincts keeping him alert.
"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
*indeed, I just suggested it could be a pterosaur, in the Quetzalcoutlus.*
He sees Ooga nearby, lifting rocks. "Ooga train. Ooga become big strong!"
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, your firstborn child and your liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ
*Oh, missed that. Completely my bad there, sorry.*
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, your firstborn child and your liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ
“Oof, HI!”
My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
Extended Signature!
*I now want my character to learn to ride one!!*
"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
*Back in a bit*
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, your firstborn child and your liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ
She leads him to the cave, entrance covered by vines. It’s enormous on the inside, enough for 30 people at least. Decorating every inch of the walls are red and green cave paintings, of animals, of people, of the stars and of the moon, surprisingly intricate compared to most art of the age. Each drawing is often accompanied by swirling, Smokey patterns, and when illuminated by the light of the fire in the center of the cave, it gives it an almost ethereal feel. There is a large, simple campfire, and next to it are some meats, spare animal skins, and many, many berries in various stone bowls. There’s also a red and green stained mortar and pestle.
”Here’s the fire. Take some of it.” She hands him A large branch to light on fire and bring back with him.
*maaaybe they could join the newly formed Rosetta tribe! It consists of two people so far but soon much more, and they’re all gonna be about domesticating animals!*