a worm pokes up from the ground, followed by more, and more, and more, until they form a vaguely humanoid shaped pile of worms, writhing and glistening and pink. it smells like decay.
He leans down, seemingly unbothered by the decay. “Interesting. Magic, perhaps?” He writes something down.
"of.....a.......sort"
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Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /Moderator of Vinstreb School for the Gifted /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Lawful Evil
Fun Fact: i gain more power the more you post on my forum threads. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!
the emmisary, created anew, has found the farmlands, and is spreading their supernatural blight among the crops, circled by dessicated birds and live vultures
While running away from the prince, Aramar runs into the emissary accidentally
*just a mo, the emissary doesn't look the least bit human. basically a humanish shaped lump of lichen and mushrooms and bones*
*What happens if I try to touch it or burn it :3*
"emissary of decay not a bad name for a lump of bones and mushrooms"
*already happened. it came back, but it burned very well*
"no...name.....****y......purpose"
*cool time to burn it again jk*
Aramar tossed a rock at the lump of lichen mushrooms and bones
it sinks in to its permeable body, with an unpleasant squishing sound. the emissary doesn't react or perhaps notice, and continues rotting crops, especially pumpkins
Aramar turn his cloak into a bow and shoots an arrow into the emmisary
it sinks into its body, peirceing it all the way through, but the emissary still doesn't react visibly.
*the Harvest prince will definitely be a lot more violent next time they meet, though*
*it was a fun first interaction using aramar thanks arch :)*
*no problem! I have other characters if you want another roleplay*
*sure take your pick*
*okay!*
Aramar, in his travels after his encounter with Julius the harvest Prince, comes across something strange in the forest. What seems to be a vast expanse (several hundred feet across) of silken strands carpeting the ground, connecting tree to tree and forming walls, almost like gates. On the inside seems to be an area of the forest, constructed entirely out of silk, a garden of webs, crawling with spiders and silk worms. Sitting on the low hanging branch of a tree in the middle of the silken sanctuary is an old woman, wrapped in many layers of white fabrics, knitting a scarf. Her clothes are crawling with live spiders.
Aramar cautiously looks around for anything odd. insight:31
She has a silk necklace, strung with three rings. Engagement rings. She hasn’t noticed him yet, as he hasn’t entered the silken sanctuary..
in addition, in the trees of the sanctuary, are thousands of silk cocoons, containing silk moths. They don’t seem to have hatched yet.
*I know its probably a trap but I'm going to risk why do I feel like my archer is going to die because it makes a bunch of enemies T_T*
Aramar cautiously enters the sanctuary and keeps an eye out for any danger
*oh, Mother moth, this character, is much more friendly. Then again, Aramar literally threatened to kill the Prince.*
as soon as he steps on a single thread, Mother Moth looks up, smiling. “A visitor!” She stands up, making her way over to Aramar. “Tell me, darling, are you lost?…”
"I'm a traveler. What is your name, madam?" aramar responds with a polite bow
“You may call me Mother Moth… what are you doing, traveling alone in the woods? Not afraid of the haints and the spirits? Of the ghouls and the big bad wolves? The crooked man? The fox hounds?”
"I believe I can take care of myself in a fight miss moth"
“If you say so… you are from Autumn Country, then?”
"No, I'm from outside of Autumn Country, why?"
“Oh… it’s just that those from here know what to expect- they know for the most part how to ward off spirits and to stay safe in the woods-… what do you know of Autumn Country? Are you prepared? When did you arrive?”
"a few days ago my typically i just stuck to beaten paths and when I made a camp i'd use my cloaks special ability to check to see if there is anything dangerous around me"
“I see… well, that’s good. It’s… usually much safer out of the woods, there are a lot of villages scattered about, though most of them aren’t that friendly. Why’d you come to this land of gravestones and painted leaves?”
"The summer king sought to expand his influence now that the barley king is missing"
Walking up the cobbled steps of the keep is a figure adorned with a tattered, black cloak, leaning on the taller side with cloven hooves and a devilish tail sweeping behind them. The end of it resembles an almost insectoid stinger, scaled all the way up to where the base of the tail disappears under the dark trousers of the new arrival. They appear to be wearing no armor, a gleaming silvered halberd across their back etched with symbols and adorned with imagery of the moon. The traveler stops at the door, gently opening it with a gloved hand. They pull their hood back to reveal a sort of tiefling-like appearance, though more scaled and oil-colored, ebony with a soft sheen to it, with silver colored eyes and rune-like tattoos. The tiefling - or devil, more likely - has longer curly black hair that’s pulled back into a loose bun. They’re exceedingly tall, likely around 7 ft tall, ducking to fit into the doorway.
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a worm pokes up from the ground, followed by more, and more, and more, until they form a vaguely humanoid shaped pile of worms, writhing and glistening and pink. it smells like decay.
He leans down, seemingly unbothered by the decay. “Interesting. Magic, perhaps?” He writes something down.
"of.....a.......sort"
“Oh! Hello there!” He looks startled.
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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!
*oh, the Emissary is rotting pumpkins now- now, that is personal to Julius.*
*yes. Julius burned the emissary, the emissary starts rotting pumpkins. its not supposed to feel anything besides what the rotman wants it to feel, but this one is flawed. this one will learn to hate*
*Julius is going to have fun figuring out whether he can make this emissary learn to feel pain*
*I'm already experimenting by shooting it :)*
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fellow follower of JEFF!!!! and a fan of botw
Co-cult leader of the cynophobia cult
Archivist of the kingdoms and Crowns thread, Percy Jackson thread, and Mechanicus thread
the emmisary, created anew, has found the farmlands, and is spreading their supernatural blight among the crops, circled by dessicated birds and live vultures
While running away from the prince, Aramar runs into the emissary accidentally
*just a mo, the emissary doesn't look the least bit human. basically a humanish shaped lump of lichen and mushrooms and bones*
*What happens if I try to touch it or burn it :3*
"emissary of decay not a bad name for a lump of bones and mushrooms"
*already happened. it came back, but it burned very well*
"no...name.....****y......purpose"
*cool time to burn it again jk*
Aramar tossed a rock at the lump of lichen mushrooms and bones
it sinks in to its permeable body, with an unpleasant squishing sound. the emissary doesn't react or perhaps notice, and continues rotting crops, especially pumpkins
Aramar turn his cloak into a bow and shoots an arrow into the emmisary
it sinks into its body, peirceing it all the way through, but the emissary still doesn't react visibly.
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /Moderator of Vinstreb School for the Gifted /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Lawful Evil
Fun Fact: i gain more power the more you post on my forum threads. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!
*the Harvest prince will definitely be a lot more violent next time they meet, though*
*it was a fun first interaction using aramar thanks arch :)*
*no problem! I have other characters if you want another roleplay*
*sure take your pick*
*okay!*
Aramar, in his travels after his encounter with Julius the harvest Prince, comes across something strange in the forest. What seems to be a vast expanse (several hundred feet across) of silken strands carpeting the ground, connecting tree to tree and forming walls, almost like gates. On the inside seems to be an area of the forest, constructed entirely out of silk, a garden of webs, crawling with spiders and silk worms. Sitting on the low hanging branch of a tree in the middle of the silken sanctuary is an old woman, wrapped in many layers of white fabrics, knitting a scarf. Her clothes are crawling with live spiders.
Aramar cautiously looks around for anything odd. insight:31
She has a silk necklace, strung with three rings. Engagement rings. She hasn’t noticed him yet, as he hasn’t entered the silken sanctuary..
in addition, in the trees of the sanctuary, are thousands of silk cocoons, containing silk moths. They don’t seem to have hatched yet.
*I know its probably a trap but I'm going to risk why do I feel like my archer is going to die because it makes a bunch of enemies T_T*
Aramar cautiously enters the sanctuary and keeps an eye out for any danger
*oh, Mother moth, this character, is much more friendly. Then again, Aramar literally threatened to kill the Prince.*
as soon as he steps on a single thread, Mother Moth looks up, smiling. “A visitor!” She stands up, making her way over to Aramar. “Tell me, darling, are you lost?…”
"I'm a traveler. What is your name, madam?" aramar responds with a polite bow
“You may call me Mother Moth… what are you doing, traveling alone in the woods? Not afraid of the haints and the spirits? Of the ghouls and the big bad wolves? The crooked man? The fox hounds?”
"I believe I can take care of myself in a fight miss moth"
“If you say so… you are from Autumn Country, then?”
"No, I'm from outside of Autumn Country, why?"
“Oh… it’s just that those from here know what to expect- they know for the most part how to ward off spirits and to stay safe in the woods-… what do you know of Autumn Country? Are you prepared? When did you arrive?”
"a few days ago my typically i just stuck to beaten paths and when I made a camp i'd use my cloaks special ability to check to see if there is anything dangerous around me"
“I see… well, that’s good. It’s… usually much safer out of the woods, there are a lot of villages scattered about, though most of them aren’t that friendly. Why’d you come to this land of gravestones and painted leaves?”
"The summer king sought to expand his influence now that the barley king is missing"
She pauses.
”I’m sorry-… you were sent by the Summer King?”
"Correct, why?"
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fellow follower of JEFF!!!! and a fan of botw
Co-cult leader of the cynophobia cult
Archivist of the kingdoms and Crowns thread, Percy Jackson thread, and Mechanicus thread
*HELLO! i read what happened yesterday oh my god I’m so sorry, are you feeling any better? can I do anything to help?*
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Walking up the cobbled steps of the keep is a figure adorned with a tattered, black cloak, leaning on the taller side with cloven hooves and a devilish tail sweeping behind them. The end of it resembles an almost insectoid stinger, scaled all the way up to where the base of the tail disappears under the dark trousers of the new arrival. They appear to be wearing no armor, a gleaming silvered halberd across their back etched with symbols and adorned with imagery of the moon. The traveler stops at the door, gently opening it with a gloved hand. They pull their hood back to reveal a sort of tiefling-like appearance, though more scaled and oil-colored, ebony with a soft sheen to it, with silver colored eyes and rune-like tattoos. The tiefling - or devil, more likely - has longer curly black hair that’s pulled back into a loose bun. They’re exceedingly tall, likely around 7 ft tall, ducking to fit into the doorway.
The sleeveless man watches the figure enter the keep, his keen eyes unblinking, writing something down.
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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!
a worm pokes up from the ground, followed by more, and more, and more, until they form a vaguely humanoid shaped pile of worms, writhing and glistening and pink. it smells like decay.
He leans down, seemingly unbothered by the decay. “Interesting. Magic, perhaps?” He writes something down.
"of.....a.......sort"
“Oh! Hello there!” He looks startled.
"are......you........dead?"
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Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /Moderator of Vinstreb School for the Gifted /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Lawful Evil
Fun Fact: i gain more power the more you post on my forum threads. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!
the emmisary, created anew, has found the farmlands, and is spreading their supernatural blight among the crops, circled by dessicated birds and live vultures
While running away from the prince, Aramar runs into the emissary accidentally
*just a mo, the emissary doesn't look the least bit human. basically a humanish shaped lump of lichen and mushrooms and bones*
*What happens if I try to touch it or burn it :3*
"emissary of decay not a bad name for a lump of bones and mushrooms"
*already happened. it came back, but it burned very well*
"no...name.....****y......purpose"
*cool time to burn it again jk*
Aramar tossed a rock at the lump of lichen mushrooms and bones
it sinks in to its permeable body, with an unpleasant squishing sound. the emissary doesn't react or perhaps notice, and continues rotting crops, especially pumpkins
Aramar turn his cloak into a bow and shoots an arrow into the emmisary
it sinks into its body, peirceing it all the way through, but the emissary still doesn't react visibly.
a worm pokes up from the ground, followed by more, and more, and more, until they form a vaguely humanoid shaped pile of worms, writhing and glistening and pink. it smells like decay.
He leans down, seemingly unbothered by the decay. “Interesting. Magic, perhaps?” He writes something down.
"of.....a.......sort"
“Oh! Hello there!” He looks startled.
"are......you........dead?"
“I am quite alive!” It’s clear he isn’t, but he doesn’t sound like he’s lying. More like he believes he is still alive.
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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!
Adeline is at the edge of a forest, having set up a temporary camp for the day. She has fashioned a hammock out of silk that is strung up between a copse of trees like a spider's web, which she currently sits upon as she makes sketches of her surroundings.
The Ravenous Flame is impatiently waiting for the Harvest Prince to find a way to get it into Ghulheim, and is currently moving about the Autumn Country- still consuming all it burns, just at a slower pace than normal.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
*HELLO! i read what happened yesterday oh my god I’m so sorry, are you feeling any better? can I do anything to help?*
*i'm fine for now right now I'm roleplaying with arch and captain with my character aramar I barely escaped julius trying to kill me after I threatened him thanks to my high stealth :)*
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fellow follower of JEFF!!!! and a fan of botw
Co-cult leader of the cynophobia cult
Archivist of the kingdoms and Crowns thread, Percy Jackson thread, and Mechanicus thread
Walking up the cobbled steps of the keep is a figure adorned with a tattered, black cloak, leaning on the taller side with cloven hooves and a devilish tail sweeping behind them. The end of it resembles an almost insectoid stinger, scaled all the way up to where the base of the tail disappears under the dark trousers of the new arrival. They appear to be wearing no armor, a gleaming silvered halberd across their back etched with symbols and adorned with imagery of the moon. The traveler stops at the door, gently opening it with a gloved hand. They pull their hood back to reveal a sort of tiefling-like appearance, though more scaled and oil-colored, ebony with a soft sheen to it, with silver colored eyes and rune-like tattoos. The tiefling - or devil, more likely - has longer curly black hair that’s pulled back into a loose bun. They’re exceedingly tall, likely around 7 ft tall, ducking to fit into the doorway.
The sleeveless man watches the figure enter the keep, his keen eyes unblinking, writing something down.
They lock eyes for a moment, frowning. Their stinger whips slowly back and forth for a moment, skittering against the ground. “Recordkeeper, or just a studious journalist?”
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the emmisary, created anew, has found the farmlands, and is spreading their supernatural blight among the crops, circled by dessicated birds and live vultures
While running away from the prince, Aramar runs into the emissary accidentally
*just a mo, the emissary doesn't look the least bit human. basically a humanish shaped lump of lichen and mushrooms and bones*
*What happens if I try to touch it or burn it :3*
"emissary of decay not a bad name for a lump of bones and mushrooms"
*already happened. it came back, but it burned very well*
"no...name.....****y......purpose"
*cool time to burn it again jk*
Aramar tossed a rock at the lump of lichen mushrooms and bones
it sinks in to its permeable body, with an unpleasant squishing sound. the emissary doesn't react or perhaps notice, and continues rotting crops, especially pumpkins
Aramar turn his cloak into a bow and shoots an arrow into the emmisary
it sinks into its body, peirceing it all the way through, but the emissary still doesn't react visibly.
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /Moderator of Vinstreb School for the Gifted /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Lawful Evil
Fun Fact: i gain more power the more you post on my forum threads. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!
*HELLO! i read what happened yesterday oh my god I’m so sorry, are you feeling any better? can I do anything to help?*
*i'm fine for now right now I'm roleplaying with arch and captain with my character aramar I barely escaped julius trying to kill me after I threatened him thanks to my high stealth :)*
*HUGE, im up to rp if youd like as well :) i like your characters a lot*
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"of.....a.......sort"
Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /Moderator of Vinstreb School for the Gifted /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Lawful Evil
Fun Fact: i gain more power the more you post on my forum threads. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!
"How exactly did you become sentient?"
fellow follower of JEFF!!!! and a fan of botw
Co-cult leader of the cynophobia cult
Archivist of the kingdoms and Crowns thread, Percy Jackson thread, and Mechanicus thread
She pauses.
”I’m sorry-… you were sent by the Summer King?”
Walking up the cobbled steps of the keep is a figure adorned with a tattered, black cloak, leaning on the taller side with cloven hooves and a devilish tail sweeping behind them. The end of it resembles an almost insectoid stinger, scaled all the way up to where the base of the tail disappears under the dark trousers of the new arrival. They appear to be wearing no armor, a gleaming silvered halberd across their back etched with symbols and adorned with imagery of the moon. The traveler stops at the door, gently opening it with a gloved hand. They pull their hood back to reveal a sort of tiefling-like appearance, though more scaled and oil-colored, ebony with a soft sheen to it, with silver colored eyes and rune-like tattoos. The tiefling - or devil, more likely - has longer curly black hair that’s pulled back into a loose bun. They’re exceedingly tall, likely around 7 ft tall, ducking to fit into the doorway.
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making a smoothie for meta
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Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
“Oh! Hello there!” He looks startled.
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'm already experimenting by shooting it :)*
fellow follower of JEFF!!!! and a fan of botw
Co-cult leader of the cynophobia cult
Archivist of the kingdoms and Crowns thread, Percy Jackson thread, and Mechanicus thread
*Hi cyno :)*
fellow follower of JEFF!!!! and a fan of botw
Co-cult leader of the cynophobia cult
Archivist of the kingdoms and Crowns thread, Percy Jackson thread, and Mechanicus thread
".....sentient.....?"
Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /Moderator of Vinstreb School for the Gifted /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Lawful Evil
Fun Fact: i gain more power the more you post on my forum threads. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!
"Correct, why?"
fellow follower of JEFF!!!! and a fan of botw
Co-cult leader of the cynophobia cult
Archivist of the kingdoms and Crowns thread, Percy Jackson thread, and Mechanicus thread
*HELLO! i read what happened yesterday oh my god I’m so sorry, are you feeling any better? can I do anything to help?*
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
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Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
The sleeveless man watches the figure enter the keep, his keen eyes unblinking, writing something down.
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!
"are......you........dead?"
Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /Moderator of Vinstreb School for the Gifted /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Lawful Evil
Fun Fact: i gain more power the more you post on my forum threads. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!
"your able to percieve and form thoughts that's what sentient means emmisary"
fellow follower of JEFF!!!! and a fan of botw
Co-cult leader of the cynophobia cult
Archivist of the kingdoms and Crowns thread, Percy Jackson thread, and Mechanicus thread
“I am quite alive!” It’s clear he isn’t, but he doesn’t sound like he’s lying. More like he believes he is still alive.
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!
*Here, for if any of y'all would like to rp!*
Adeline is at the edge of a forest, having set up a temporary camp for the day. She has fashioned a hammock out of silk that is strung up between a copse of trees like a spider's web, which she currently sits upon as she makes sketches of her surroundings.
The Ravenous Flame is impatiently waiting for the Harvest Prince to find a way to get it into Ghulheim, and is currently moving about the Autumn Country- still consuming all it burns, just at a slower pace than normal.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
*i'm fine for now right now I'm roleplaying with arch and captain with my character aramar I barely escaped julius trying to kill me after I threatened him thanks to my high stealth :)*
fellow follower of JEFF!!!! and a fan of botw
Co-cult leader of the cynophobia cult
Archivist of the kingdoms and Crowns thread, Percy Jackson thread, and Mechanicus thread
They lock eyes for a moment, frowning. Their stinger whips slowly back and forth for a moment, skittering against the ground. “Recordkeeper, or just a studious journalist?”
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
"perceive.......thoughts........dim.........rotman..........construct......like.......an.........angel"
Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /Moderator of Vinstreb School for the Gifted /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Lawful Evil
Fun Fact: i gain more power the more you post on my forum threads. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!
*okay wait guys let’s start watching our quote chains :>*
*HUGE, im up to rp if youd like as well :) i like your characters a lot*
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ