The Harvest prince lands a few hundred feet away on cloven hooves, the glow of his eyes nowhere near as intense as that of the Angel of Emptiness’. A warm breeze blows in, and as snow melts, fresh grass and brambles spring to life in their place, fruiting and rotting as Julius walks away from them and towards the Starshredder.
Amaris- a pale boy with silver hair and warm, brown eyes, standing at about five feet, wrapped in a gray coat and many layers of thick clothing, climbs up one of the trees and looks to Adeline. “Whatchya making?” He asks. He nearly slips and falls, but catches himself. In his wake, a few flecks of moth scales swirl in the air, despite the fact he has no wings, or Antennae, even. Not yet.
It watches the prince land and begin approaching, and the death angel spreads its fiery wings and flies from the ship's upper deck to meet him halfway. It lands in the grass about a hundred feet away like a meteor, scorching the earth where it touches down, before walking out from the ensuing cloud of dust and ash towards him. "Greetings, Prince Julius. It's been a while, hasn't it? How have you been?"
The nymph looks up at the tree he is perched upon a split second before he is even there, smiling as she recognizes his voice. "I don't quite know that yet. I've been working on it for a while- all I know is that it feels important." She explains, brushing a bit of moth dust from her shawl and unknowingly scattering a few flecks of similar tiny soft scales from within her sweater sleeve as she does so.
Thorny brambles that radiate heat, light pouring out from the cracks in their outer wood, burst from the ground around Julius and snake across the earth, forming a small field of ashen brambles around him. He adjusts his crown of wheat. “Busy. I see you’ve… dealt with the Flame.”
he climbs a bit closer, brushing the hair out of his eyes. “…does it have something to do with… what’s-uh… going on with you? Mom hasn’t told me anything about it…”
"Yes, it was... quite the challenge, but I managed to convince it to surrender its power. Now, we're taking a break and planning what's next for us." It explains with unnerving nonchalance. It seems a bit surprised that Julius formed the shield around himself, but doesn't say anything.
"...Yeah, I think it does. I started making it when... when what's going on with me started. I don't know why, but I did, and I don't know why, but I'm finishing it." She sighs, rummaging through her satchel for a moment to produce her journal, which she offers to Amaris. "Here. If you wanna know the details, I started writing about it forty pages ago."
It isn’t exactly a shield, per se, and it wouldn’t much affect Helianth. Best it can guess is that he subconsciously summoned it, a result of his connection to Autumn Country. “I see… thank you. That’s one problem dealt with… well, uh, what exactly do your plans entail?”
He takes the Journal, thanking her. He flips open to 40 pages before the most recent entry.
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“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
It watches the prince land and begin approaching, and the death angel spreads its fiery wings and flies from the ship's upper deck to meet him halfway. It lands in the grass about a hundred feet away like a meteor, scorching the earth where it touches down, before walking out from the ensuing cloud of dust and ash towards him. "Greetings, Prince Julius. It's been a while, hasn't it? How have you been?"
The nymph looks up at the tree he is perched upon a split second before he is even there, smiling as she recognizes his voice. "I don't quite know that yet. I've been working on it for a while- all I know is that it feels important." She explains, brushing a bit of moth dust from her shawl and unknowingly scattering a few flecks of similar tiny soft scales from within her sweater sleeve as she does so.
Thorny brambles that radiate heat, light pouring out from the cracks in their outer wood, burst from the ground around Julius and snake across the earth, forming a small field of ashen brambles around him. He adjusts his crown of wheat. “Busy. I see you’ve… dealt with the Flame.”
he climbs a bit closer, brushing the hair out of his eyes. “…does it have something to do with… what’s-uh… going on with you? Mom hasn’t told me anything about it…”
"Yes, it was... quite the challenge, but I managed to convince it to surrender its power. Now, we're taking a break and planning what's next for us." It explains with unnerving nonchalance. It seems a bit surprised that Julius formed the shield around himself, but doesn't say anything.
"...Yeah, I think it does. I started making it when... when what's going on with me started. I don't know why, but I did, and I don't know why, but I'm finishing it." She sighs, rummaging through her satchel for a moment to produce her journal, which she offers to Amaris. "Here. If you wanna know the details, I started writing about it forty pages ago."
It isn’t exactly a shield, per se, and it wouldn’t much affect Helianth. Best it can guess is that he subconsciously summoned it, a result of his connection to Autumn Country. “I see… thank you. That’s one problem dealt with… well, uh, what exactly do your plans entail?”
He takes the Journal, thanking her. He flips open to 40 pages before the most recent entry.
"I plan to clean up the mess left behind by the other troublemakers- Ragnorra, Amina, and so on and so forth. And then I'll hunt them down too." It seems very confident that it will succeed- it must be planning something.
'Something very strange has happened tonight and I don't know what to think of it. I helped Piecemeal set up the big bonfire outside the Keep, sharpening saws and making the fires all different colors, but at the party I noticed it. The saws' cold iron gave me horrible rashes on my hands. Piecemeal saw it and said I was 'too fey already' to safely handle it, but I'm not fey, I'm human. Right? I'll ask Mother Moth about it once I have the chance next morning. If something's happening to me that's somehow changing me, I want to know what it is as soon as possible.'
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"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
It watches the prince land and begin approaching, and the death angel spreads its fiery wings and flies from the ship's upper deck to meet him halfway. It lands in the grass about a hundred feet away like a meteor, scorching the earth where it touches down, before walking out from the ensuing cloud of dust and ash towards him. "Greetings, Prince Julius. It's been a while, hasn't it? How have you been?"
The nymph looks up at the tree he is perched upon a split second before he is even there, smiling as she recognizes his voice. "I don't quite know that yet. I've been working on it for a while- all I know is that it feels important." She explains, brushing a bit of moth dust from her shawl and unknowingly scattering a few flecks of similar tiny soft scales from within her sweater sleeve as she does so.
Thorny brambles that radiate heat, light pouring out from the cracks in their outer wood, burst from the ground around Julius and snake across the earth, forming a small field of ashen brambles around him. He adjusts his crown of wheat. “Busy. I see you’ve… dealt with the Flame.”
he climbs a bit closer, brushing the hair out of his eyes. “…does it have something to do with… what’s-uh… going on with you? Mom hasn’t told me anything about it…”
"Yes, it was... quite the challenge, but I managed to convince it to surrender its power. Now, we're taking a break and planning what's next for us." It explains with unnerving nonchalance. It seems a bit surprised that Julius formed the shield around himself, but doesn't say anything.
"...Yeah, I think it does. I started making it when... when what's going on with me started. I don't know why, but I did, and I don't know why, but I'm finishing it." She sighs, rummaging through her satchel for a moment to produce her journal, which she offers to Amaris. "Here. If you wanna know the details, I started writing about it forty pages ago."
It isn’t exactly a shield, per se, and it wouldn’t much affect Helianth. Best it can guess is that he subconsciously summoned it, a result of his connection to Autumn Country. “I see… thank you. That’s one problem dealt with… well, uh, what exactly do your plans entail?”
He takes the Journal, thanking her. He flips open to 40 pages before the most recent entry.
"I plan to clean up the mess left behind by the other troublemakers- Ragnorra, Amina, and so on and so forth. And then I'll hunt them down too." It seems very confident that it will succeed- it must be planning something.
'Something very strange has happened tonight and I don't know what to think of it. I helped Piecemeal set up the big bonfire outside the Keep, sharpening saws and making the fires all different colors, but at the party I noticed it. The saws' cold iron gave me horrible rashes on my hands. Piecemeal saw it and said I was 'too fey already' to safely handle it, but I'm not fey, I'm human. Right? I'll ask Mother Moth about it once I have the chance next morning. If something's happening to me that's somehow changing me, I want to know what it is as soon as possible.'
“You plan on hunting down the Ghoul Queen?… would that also involve sacrificing the Barley King?”
Amaris looks up to Adeline. “Cold-… Cold Iron? But that’s-… that’s not how that’s supposed to work-“
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_-She Don’t wanna be anybody else, she’s a woman in total control of herself-_
_-certified Villainous Kitty Queen-_ _-somewhere in the gray area between an eldritch horror and a Disney Villain-_ _-Duchess of Dark Fey Vibes-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
"Yes, it was... quite the challenge, but I managed to convince it to surrender its power. Now, we're taking a break and planning what's next for us." It explains with unnerving nonchalance. It seems a bit surprised that Julius formed the shield around himself, but doesn't say anything.
"...Yeah, I think it does. I started making it when... when what's going on with me started. I don't know why, but I did, and I don't know why, but I'm finishing it." She sighs, rummaging through her satchel for a moment to produce her journal, which she offers to Amaris. "Here. If you wanna know the details, I started writing about it forty pages ago."
It isn’t exactly a shield, per se, and it wouldn’t much affect Helianth. Best it can guess is that he subconsciously summoned it, a result of his connection to Autumn Country. “I see… thank you. That’s one problem dealt with… well, uh, what exactly do your plans entail?”
He takes the Journal, thanking her. He flips open to 40 pages before the most recent entry.
"I plan to clean up the mess left behind by the other troublemakers- Ragnorra, Amina, and so on and so forth. And then I'll hunt them down too." It seems very confident that it will succeed- it must be planning something.
'Something very strange has happened tonight and I don't know what to think of it. I helped Piecemeal set up the big bonfire outside the Keep, sharpening saws and making the fires all different colors, but at the party I noticed it. The saws' cold iron gave me horrible rashes on my hands. Piecemeal saw it and said I was 'too fey already' to safely handle it, but I'm not fey, I'm human. Right? I'll ask Mother Moth about it once I have the chance next morning. If something's happening to me that's somehow changing me, I want to know what it is as soon as possible.'
“You plan on hunting down the Ghoul Queen?… would that also involve sacrificing the Barley King?”
Amaris looks up to Adeline. “Cold-… Cold Iron? But that’s-… that’s not how that’s supposed to work-“
"Yes, but I urge you to keep this a secret between us. If she or any of her children hear, she will surely slaughter me before I get the chance."
"I know. I haven't dared to touch anything iron since- I've certainly gotten weaker to it." She looks back at Amaris, visibly concerned.
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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)
"Yes, it was... quite the challenge, but I managed to convince it to surrender its power. Now, we're taking a break and planning what's next for us." It explains with unnerving nonchalance. It seems a bit surprised that Julius formed the shield around himself, but doesn't say anything.
"...Yeah, I think it does. I started making it when... when what's going on with me started. I don't know why, but I did, and I don't know why, but I'm finishing it." She sighs, rummaging through her satchel for a moment to produce her journal, which she offers to Amaris. "Here. If you wanna know the details, I started writing about it forty pages ago."
It isn’t exactly a shield, per se, and it wouldn’t much affect Helianth. Best it can guess is that he subconsciously summoned it, a result of his connection to Autumn Country. “I see… thank you. That’s one problem dealt with… well, uh, what exactly do your plans entail?”
He takes the Journal, thanking her. He flips open to 40 pages before the most recent entry.
"I plan to clean up the mess left behind by the other troublemakers- Ragnorra, Amina, and so on and so forth. And then I'll hunt them down too." It seems very confident that it will succeed- it must be planning something.
'Something very strange has happened tonight and I don't know what to think of it. I helped Piecemeal set up the big bonfire outside the Keep, sharpening saws and making the fires all different colors, but at the party I noticed it. The saws' cold iron gave me horrible rashes on my hands. Piecemeal saw it and said I was 'too fey already' to safely handle it, but I'm not fey, I'm human. Right? I'll ask Mother Moth about it once I have the chance next morning. If something's happening to me that's somehow changing me, I want to know what it is as soon as possible.'
“You plan on hunting down the Ghoul Queen?… would that also involve sacrificing the Barley King?”
Amaris looks up to Adeline. “Cold-… Cold Iron? But that’s-… that’s not how that’s supposed to work-“
"Yes, but I urge you to keep this a secret between us. If she or any of her children hear, she will surely slaughter me before I get the chance."
"I know. I haven't dared to touch anything iron since- I've certainly gotten weaker to it." She looks back at Amaris, visibly concerned.
he frowns. “Dealing with Amina is risky… I wish my father wasn’t attending to other matters…” he Pauses, fidgeting with the silver pin securing his cloak of Autumn leaves. “Nobody will hear about this. Burn any letters you want to send me, they’ll find their way to me. Now… how would we go about doing this? The most important thing would be to kill the lamb… once that’s done, it’ll make everything else much easier.”
he’s visibly concerned as well, trembling a bit. “Does Mom know? She’d know what’s going on…”
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_-She Don’t wanna be anybody else, she’s a woman in total control of herself-_
_-certified Villainous Kitty Queen-_ _-somewhere in the gray area between an eldritch horror and a Disney Villain-_ _-Duchess of Dark Fey Vibes-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
“You plan on hunting down the Ghoul Queen?… would that also involve sacrificing the Barley King?”
Amaris looks up to Adeline. “Cold-… Cold Iron? But that’s-… that’s not how that’s supposed to work-“
"Yes, but I urge you to keep this a secret between us. If she or any of her children hear, she will surely slaughter me before I get the chance."
"I know. I haven't dared to touch anything iron since- I've certainly gotten weaker to it." She looks back at Amaris, visibly concerned.
he frowns. “Dealing with Amina is risky… I wish my father wasn’t attending to other matters…” he Pauses, fidgeting with the silver pin securing his cloak of Autumn leaves. “Nobody will hear about this. Burn any letters you want to send me, they’ll find their way to me. Now… how would we go about doing this? The most important thing would be to kill the lamb… once that’s done, it’ll make everything else much easier.”
he’s visibly concerned as well, trembling a bit. “Does Mom know? She’d know what’s going on…”
"Hmmm... Amina still thinks I'm allied with her. I could open one of the Ghoul Gates, one close to Amina, and we'll bring our whole attack force right to her. We strike fast and we strike with everything we've got- but most importantly, we strike without her expecting it. Her ghouls will be scattered and broken without her."
"Thankfully, yes. I've been keeping her up to date with... all the changes. She can't stop it now- I've passed the point of no return- but she knows more about what's happening to me than I do." She pauses, taking a breath. She's shivering, both from the cold and from worry."I don't know how I know this, but I think... I may only be any amount of human for a few days longer."
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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)
the emissary of bones is flying around, searching for something
the emissary of worms is directing cultists to gather wicker
in the clearing of decay, a shape rises under the earth, forming a small hill, before subsiding. The Rotman rolling in his sleep
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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
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“You plan on hunting down the Ghoul Queen?… would that also involve sacrificing the Barley King?”
Amaris looks up to Adeline. “Cold-… Cold Iron? But that’s-… that’s not how that’s supposed to work-“
"Yes, but I urge you to keep this a secret between us. If she or any of her children hear, she will surely slaughter me before I get the chance."
"I know. I haven't dared to touch anything iron since- I've certainly gotten weaker to it." She looks back at Amaris, visibly concerned.
he frowns. “Dealing with Amina is risky… I wish my father wasn’t attending to other matters…” he Pauses, fidgeting with the silver pin securing his cloak of Autumn leaves. “Nobody will hear about this. Burn any letters you want to send me, they’ll find their way to me. Now… how would we go about doing this? The most important thing would be to kill the lamb… once that’s done, it’ll make everything else much easier.”
he’s visibly concerned as well, trembling a bit. “Does Mom know? She’d know what’s going on…”
"Hmmm... Amina still thinks I'm allied with her. I could open one of the Ghoul Gates, one close to Amina, and we'll bring our whole attack force right to her. We strike fast and we strike with everything we've got- but most importantly, we strike without her expecting it. Her ghouls will be scattered and broken without her."
"Thankfully, yes. I've been keeping her up to date with... all the changes. She can't stop it now- I've passed the point of no return- but she knows more about what's happening to me than I do." She pauses, taking a breath. She's shivering, both from the cold and from worry."I don't know how I know this, but I think... I may only be any amount of human for a few days longer."
”that might work… but I’m unsure if we could take on the Ghoul Queen, with just us and whoever we can muster. Especially in Ghulheim…”
he blinks. “So you’re-… gonna be like Mother Moth.” He pauses, looking into Adeline’s eyes. “…is this gonna happen to all of us?! I-I mean, I haven’t heard about this happening to anyone else, b-but-…”
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_-She Don’t wanna be anybody else, she’s a woman in total control of herself-_
_-certified Villainous Kitty Queen-_ _-somewhere in the gray area between an eldritch horror and a Disney Villain-_ _-Duchess of Dark Fey Vibes-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
*I’ve been thinking a bit, and thought it would be neat if the gift Mother Moth gave to each of her honorary moths was unique. In Adeline’s case, it’s her Antennae. For Amaris, his has something to do with poisonous moth dust/scales, which will basically act as a poisonous hellish rebuke sort of ability.*
*he’s a level 1 Druid, by the way*
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_-She Don’t wanna be anybody else, she’s a woman in total control of herself-_
_-certified Villainous Kitty Queen-_ _-somewhere in the gray area between an eldritch horror and a Disney Villain-_ _-Duchess of Dark Fey Vibes-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
*I’ve been thinking a bit, and thought it would be neat if the gift Mother Moth gave to each of her honorary moths was unique. In Adeline’s case, it’s her Antennae. For Amaris, his has something to do with poisonous moth dust/scales, which will basically act as a poisonous hellish rebuke sort of ability.*
*he’s a level 1 Druid, by the way*
*oooooh, fun. maybe I'll do something like that for the cultist the Rotman reanimated*
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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
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he frowns. “Dealing with Amina is risky… I wish my father wasn’t attending to other matters…” he Pauses, fidgeting with the silver pin securing his cloak of Autumn leaves. “Nobody will hear about this. Burn any letters you want to send me, they’ll find their way to me. Now… how would we go about doing this? The most important thing would be to kill the lamb… once that’s done, it’ll make everything else much easier.”
he’s visibly concerned as well, trembling a bit. “Does Mom know? She’d know what’s going on…”
"Hmmm... Amina still thinks I'm allied with her. I could open one of the Ghoul Gates, one close to Amina, and we'll bring our whole attack force right to her. We strike fast and we strike with everything we've got- but most importantly, we strike without her expecting it. Her ghouls will be scattered and broken without her."
"Thankfully, yes. I've been keeping her up to date with... all the changes. She can't stop it now- I've passed the point of no return- but she knows more about what's happening to me than I do." She pauses, taking a breath. She's shivering, both from the cold and from worry."I don't know how I know this, but I think... I may only be any amount of human for a few days longer."
”that might work… but I’m unsure if we could take on the Ghoul Queen, with just us and whoever we can muster. Especially in Ghulheim…”
he blinks. “So you’re-… gonna be like Mother Moth.” He pauses, looking into Adeline’s eyes. “…is this gonna happen to all of us?! I-I mean, I haven’t heard about this happening to anyone else, b-but-…”
"There's quite a significant number of powerful beings here as of late- I've made alliances with two so far. There's your father, Mother Moth, the one piloting that giant machine, the Inquisitor, the Librarian... there's a chance we could muster quite the attack force. Though, whether that's enough to counter Amina..."
She looks back in his eyes as well. "I... I don't know... I don't think so- it doesn't seem intentional on Mom's part, at the very least. B-but even if that does happen, there's... there's a good chance we'll stay ourselves mentally, at least..."
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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)
*I’ve been thinking a bit, and thought it would be neat if the gift Mother Moth gave to each of her honorary moths was unique. In Adeline’s case, it’s her Antennae. For Amaris, his has something to do with poisonous moth dust/scales, which will basically act as a poisonous hellish rebuke sort of ability.*
*he’s a level 1 Druid, by the way*
*Ooo that's super cool! I really love the idea that Mother Moth gave unique gifts to each of her different children. Adeline's also a low-level Druid (level 3, though she might level up once or twice once you-know-what happens).*
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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)
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
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he frowns. “Dealing with Amina is risky… I wish my father wasn’t attending to other matters…” he Pauses, fidgeting with the silver pin securing his cloak of Autumn leaves. “Nobody will hear about this. Burn any letters you want to send me, they’ll find their way to me. Now… how would we go about doing this? The most important thing would be to kill the lamb… once that’s done, it’ll make everything else much easier.”
he’s visibly concerned as well, trembling a bit. “Does Mom know? She’d know what’s going on…”
"Hmmm... Amina still thinks I'm allied with her. I could open one of the Ghoul Gates, one close to Amina, and we'll bring our whole attack force right to her. We strike fast and we strike with everything we've got- but most importantly, we strike without her expecting it. Her ghouls will be scattered and broken without her."
"Thankfully, yes. I've been keeping her up to date with... all the changes. She can't stop it now- I've passed the point of no return- but she knows more about what's happening to me than I do." She pauses, taking a breath. She's shivering, both from the cold and from worry."I don't know how I know this, but I think... I may only be any amount of human for a few days longer."
”that might work… but I’m unsure if we could take on the Ghoul Queen, with just us and whoever we can muster. Especially in Ghulheim…”
he blinks. “So you’re-… gonna be like Mother Moth.” He pauses, looking into Adeline’s eyes. “…is this gonna happen to all of us?! I-I mean, I haven’t heard about this happening to anyone else, b-but-…”
"There's quite a significant number of powerful beings here as of late- I've made alliances with two so far. There's your father, Mother Moth, the one piloting that giant machine, the Inquisitor, the Librarian... there's a chance we could muster quite the attack force. Though, whether that's enough to counter Amina..."
She looks back in his eyes as well. "I... I don't know... I don't think so- it doesn't seem intentional on Mom's part, at the very least. B-but even if that does happen, there's... there's a good chance we'll stay ourselves mentally, at least..."
”what’s important To do first is kill the lamb. Maybe we could leave after we get the lamb, sacrifice it, and then Autumn would return… a major advantage Amina has over the court is that our subjects- the human and other mortal ones- are especially… fragile, and they struggle in the winter.”
he pauses, replaying that sentence in his head. “good chance?… is something else happening? Like, in your brain?” He asks, worried. His fingers subconsciously drum against the tree he’s leaning on, an act which causes a small offshoot of the branch grow new leaves, shed them, and sprout new ones over and over again. (Druidcraft)
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_-She Don’t wanna be anybody else, she’s a woman in total control of herself-_
_-certified Villainous Kitty Queen-_ _-somewhere in the gray area between an eldritch horror and a Disney Villain-_ _-Duchess of Dark Fey Vibes-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
”that might work… but I’m unsure if we could take on the Ghoul Queen, with just us and whoever we can muster. Especially in Ghulheim…”
he blinks. “So you’re-… gonna be like Mother Moth.” He pauses, looking into Adeline’s eyes. “…is this gonna happen to all of us?! I-I mean, I haven’t heard about this happening to anyone else, b-but-…”
"There's quite a significant number of powerful beings here as of late- I've made alliances with two so far. There's your father, Mother Moth, the one piloting that giant machine, the Inquisitor, the Librarian... there's a chance we could muster quite the attack force. Though, whether that's enough to counter Amina..."
She looks back in his eyes as well. "I... I don't know... I don't think so- it doesn't seem intentional on Mom's part, at the very least. B-but even if that does happen, there's... there's a good chance we'll stay ourselves mentally, at least..."
”what’s important To do first is kill the lamb. Maybe we could leave after we get the lamb, sacrifice it, and then Autumn would return… a major advantage Amina has over the court is that our subjects- the human and other mortal ones- are especially… fragile, and they struggle in the winter.”
he pauses, replaying that sentence in his head. “good chance?… is something else happening? Like, in your brain?” He asks, worried. His fingers subconsciously drum against the tree he’s leaning on, an act which causes a small offshoot of the branch grow new leaves, shed them, and sprout new ones over and over again. (Druidcraft)
"That... is a serious problem indeed. We may have to rely on our non-mortal allies for this siege, then." The god-eater roots itself into the now-charred soil around it, deep in thought. "The lamb is the most important goal. Though, why can't we just kill the lamb while it's in Ghulheim?"
"...Yes. It hasn't been messing with my memory or personality, but it... it's been changing things. I'm still me, though, and there's good odds that if this happens to you or another of our siblings, they'll still be them." She tries to muster a smile to somewhat reassure him, but she's just as worried if not more so.
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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)
on rotted wings, a skeletal vulture flies silently overhead the conversation
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”that might work… but I’m unsure if we could take on the Ghoul Queen, with just us and whoever we can muster. Especially in Ghulheim…”
he blinks. “So you’re-… gonna be like Mother Moth.” He pauses, looking into Adeline’s eyes. “…is this gonna happen to all of us?! I-I mean, I haven’t heard about this happening to anyone else, b-but-…”
"There's quite a significant number of powerful beings here as of late- I've made alliances with two so far. There's your father, Mother Moth, the one piloting that giant machine, the Inquisitor, the Librarian... there's a chance we could muster quite the attack force. Though, whether that's enough to counter Amina..."
She looks back in his eyes as well. "I... I don't know... I don't think so- it doesn't seem intentional on Mom's part, at the very least. B-but even if that does happen, there's... there's a good chance we'll stay ourselves mentally, at least..."
”what’s important To do first is kill the lamb. Maybe we could leave after we get the lamb, sacrifice it, and then Autumn would return… a major advantage Amina has over the court is that our subjects- the human and other mortal ones- are especially… fragile, and they struggle in the winter.”
he pauses, replaying that sentence in his head. “good chance?… is something else happening? Like, in your brain?” He asks, worried. His fingers subconsciously drum against the tree he’s leaning on, an act which causes a small offshoot of the branch grow new leaves, shed them, and sprout new ones over and over again. (Druidcraft)
"That... is a serious problem indeed. We may have to rely on our non-mortal allies for this siege, then." The god-eater roots itself into the now-charred soil around it, deep in thought. "The lamb is the most important goal. Though, why can't we just kill the lamb while it's in Ghulheim?"
"...Yes. It hasn't been messing with my memory or personality, but it... it's been changing things. I'm still me, though, and there's good odds that if this happens to you or another of our siblings, they'll still be them." She tries to muster a smile to somewhat reassure him, but she's just as worried if not more so.
“The Cult of the Barley King traditionally sacrifices The lamb and turns its body into alcohol, so I thought we’d bring it to them… they are not the most powerful of our allies (that’d be one of the Autumn Court) but they number in the thousands and have members everywhere. I thought it would be best to appease them… we could kill it there, though.”
he nods, trying to slow down his breathing. “uh-huh… y’know, you’re probably right…” he fidgets with bandages wrapping around his neck- Adeline hadn’t previously seen them, covered by his coat. “who’s Piecemeal?”
*I have another 30 minutes!*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
It isn’t exactly a shield, per se, and it wouldn’t much affect Helianth. Best it can guess is that he subconsciously summoned it, a result of his connection to Autumn Country. “I see… thank you. That’s one problem dealt with… well, uh, what exactly do your plans entail?”
He takes the Journal, thanking her. He flips open to 40 pages before the most recent entry.
This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “Your Dream Girl’s Dream Girl, Your Favorite Artist’s Favorite Artist.”
_-She Don’t wanna be anybody else, she’s a woman in total control of herself-_
_-certified Villainous Kitty Queen-_ _-somewhere in the gray area between an eldritch horror and a Disney Villain-_ _-Duchess of Dark Fey Vibes-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
*frabjous!*
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“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
*And I'm not sure what to do to them. Fun, eh?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"I plan to clean up the mess left behind by the other troublemakers- Ragnorra, Amina, and so on and so forth. And then I'll hunt them down too." It seems very confident that it will succeed- it must be planning something.
'Something very strange has happened tonight and I don't know what to think of it. I helped Piecemeal set up the big bonfire outside the Keep, sharpening saws and making the fires all different colors, but at the party I noticed it. The saws' cold iron gave me horrible rashes on my hands. Piecemeal saw it and said I was 'too fey already' to safely handle it, but I'm not fey, I'm human. Right? I'll ask Mother Moth about it once I have the chance next morning. If something's happening to me that's somehow changing me, I want to know what it is as soon as possible.'
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
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“You plan on hunting down the Ghoul Queen?… would that also involve sacrificing the Barley King?”
Amaris looks up to Adeline. “Cold-… Cold Iron? But that’s-… that’s not how that’s supposed to work-“
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“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
"Yes, but I urge you to keep this a secret between us. If she or any of her children hear, she will surely slaughter me before I get the chance."
"I know. I haven't dared to touch anything iron since- I've certainly gotten weaker to it." She looks back at Amaris, visibly concerned.
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)
he frowns. “Dealing with Amina is risky… I wish my father wasn’t attending to other matters…” he Pauses, fidgeting with the silver pin securing his cloak of Autumn leaves. “Nobody will hear about this. Burn any letters you want to send me, they’ll find their way to me. Now… how would we go about doing this? The most important thing would be to kill the lamb… once that’s done, it’ll make everything else much easier.”
he’s visibly concerned as well, trembling a bit. “Does Mom know? She’d know what’s going on…”
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“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
"Hmmm... Amina still thinks I'm allied with her. I could open one of the Ghoul Gates, one close to Amina, and we'll bring our whole attack force right to her. We strike fast and we strike with everything we've got- but most importantly, we strike without her expecting it. Her ghouls will be scattered and broken without her."
"Thankfully, yes. I've been keeping her up to date with... all the changes. She can't stop it now- I've passed the point of no return- but she knows more about what's happening to me than I do." She pauses, taking a breath. She's shivering, both from the cold and from worry. "I don't know how I know this, but I think... I may only be any amount of human for a few days longer."
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)
the emissary of bones is flying around, searching for something
the emissary of worms is directing cultists to gather wicker
in the clearing of decay, a shape rises under the earth, forming a small hill, before subsiding. The Rotman rolling in his sleep
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
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”that might work… but I’m unsure if we could take on the Ghoul Queen, with just us and whoever we can muster. Especially in Ghulheim…”
he blinks. “So you’re-… gonna be like Mother Moth.” He pauses, looking into Adeline’s eyes. “…is this gonna happen to all of us?! I-I mean, I haven’t heard about this happening to anyone else, b-but-…”
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_-She Don’t wanna be anybody else, she’s a woman in total control of herself-_
_-certified Villainous Kitty Queen-_ _-somewhere in the gray area between an eldritch horror and a Disney Villain-_ _-Duchess of Dark Fey Vibes-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
*I’ve been thinking a bit, and thought it would be neat if the gift Mother Moth gave to each of her honorary moths was unique. In Adeline’s case, it’s her Antennae. For Amaris, his has something to do with poisonous moth dust/scales, which will basically act as a poisonous hellish rebuke sort of ability.*
*he’s a level 1 Druid, by the way*
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_-She Don’t wanna be anybody else, she’s a woman in total control of herself-_
_-certified Villainous Kitty Queen-_ _-somewhere in the gray area between an eldritch horror and a Disney Villain-_ _-Duchess of Dark Fey Vibes-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
*oooooh, fun. maybe I'll do something like that for the cultist the Rotman reanimated*
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...!
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"There's quite a significant number of powerful beings here as of late- I've made alliances with two so far. There's your father, Mother Moth, the one piloting that giant machine, the Inquisitor, the Librarian... there's a chance we could muster quite the attack force. Though, whether that's enough to counter Amina..."
She looks back in his eyes as well. "I... I don't know... I don't think so- it doesn't seem intentional on Mom's part, at the very least. B-but even if that does happen, there's... there's a good chance we'll stay ourselves mentally, at least..."
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)
*Ooo that's super cool! I really love the idea that Mother Moth gave unique gifts to each of her different children. Adeline's also a low-level Druid (level 3, though she might level up once or twice once you-know-what happens).*
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)
*anyone wanna rp?*
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!!!!!!
”what’s important To do first is kill the lamb. Maybe we could leave after we get the lamb, sacrifice it, and then Autumn would return… a major advantage Amina has over the court is that our subjects- the human and other mortal ones- are especially… fragile, and they struggle in the winter.”
he pauses, replaying that sentence in his head. “good chance?… is something else happening? Like, in your brain?” He asks, worried. His fingers subconsciously drum against the tree he’s leaning on, an act which causes a small offshoot of the branch grow new leaves, shed them, and sprout new ones over and over again. (Druidcraft)
This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “Your Dream Girl’s Dream Girl, Your Favorite Artist’s Favorite Artist.”
_-She Don’t wanna be anybody else, she’s a woman in total control of herself-_
_-certified Villainous Kitty Queen-_ _-somewhere in the gray area between an eldritch horror and a Disney Villain-_ _-Duchess of Dark Fey Vibes-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
"That... is a serious problem indeed. We may have to rely on our non-mortal allies for this siege, then." The god-eater roots itself into the now-charred soil around it, deep in thought. "The lamb is the most important goal. Though, why can't we just kill the lamb while it's in Ghulheim?"
"...Yes. It hasn't been messing with my memory or personality, but it... it's been changing things. I'm still me, though, and there's good odds that if this happens to you or another of our siblings, they'll still be them." She tries to muster a smile to somewhat reassure him, but she's just as worried if not more so.
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)
on rotted wings, a skeletal vulture flies silently overhead the conversation
(not an intro, just letting you know He's watching)
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 Cult of the Barley King traditionally sacrifices The lamb and turns its body into alcohol, so I thought we’d bring it to them… they are not the most powerful of our allies (that’d be one of the Autumn Court) but they number in the thousands and have members everywhere. I thought it would be best to appease them… we could kill it there, though.”
he nods, trying to slow down his breathing. “uh-huh… y’know, you’re probably right…” he fidgets with bandages wrapping around his neck- Adeline hadn’t previously seen them, covered by his coat. “who’s Piecemeal?”
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“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”