Koloma is sitting on a rock, rifle slung over one shoulder.
A familiar caw fills the air followed by the flapping of dark wings. A large raven lands on the rock next to you. Its talons scrape dryly on the rock, but pinned beneath one foot is a folded scroll.
"I'm the Librarian of the Autumn Pages. The master of this collection. Keeper of the knowledge of the Autumn Country. What brings you here?"
"......................I.......was.......curious"
A thin smile, like a crease in a paper, spreads across his face, "Curiosity is a dangerous trait to have in this country. Stick your nose in these shadows and something just might bite it off."
"I.....have........no......nose"
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Pronouns: I don't [GP]ing care. call me whatever
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!!!!!!
"I'm the Librarian of the Autumn Pages. The master of this collection. Keeper of the knowledge of the Autumn Country. What brings you here?"
"......................I.......was.......curious"
A thin smile, like a crease in a paper, spreads across his face, "Curiosity is a dangerous trait to have in this country. Stick your nose in these shadows and something just might bite it off."
"I.....have........no......nose"
"These shadows will find some extremity to snap off." He smiles dryly.
Koloma is sitting on a rock, rifle slung over one shoulder.
A familiar caw fills the air followed by the flapping of dark wings. A large raven lands on the rock next to you. Its talons scrape dryly on the rock, but pinned beneath one foot is a folded scroll.
*Whoops, didn't see this*
Koloma takes a few scraps of bread and meat from his pocket and hands them to the raven, before taking the scroll and opening it.
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My Hero Academia weeb, and proud of it.
Jeff main in Marvel Rivals. Terrible at competitive gaming.
All around I'm a mess made up of original characters, game lore, and the remnants of the worlds I never finished. In other words, I'm slightly off my rocker.
"I'm the Librarian of the Autumn Pages. The master of this collection. Keeper of the knowledge of the Autumn Country. What brings you here?"
"......................I.......was.......curious"
A thin smile, like a crease in a paper, spreads across his face, "Curiosity is a dangerous trait to have in this country. Stick your nose in these shadows and something just might bite it off."
"I.....have........no......nose"
"These shadows will find some extremity to snap off." He smiles dryly.
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!!!!!!
Koloma is sitting on a rock, rifle slung over one shoulder.
A familiar caw fills the air followed by the flapping of dark wings. A large raven lands on the rock next to you. Its talons scrape dryly on the rock, but pinned beneath one foot is a folded scroll.
*Whoops, didn't see this*
Koloma takes a few scraps of bread and meat from his pocket and hands them to the raven, before taking the scroll and opening it.
In snaps up the scraps with its hard, black beak. The scroll reads:
Koloma,
The Thirty-Fourth President of the United States will crawl out from behind the statue of the laughing woman holding a dead eagle in one of the southern cemeteries. Put a silver bullet in his head. The Second Son of the Third Tsar of Russia will be with him. Harm not a hair on his head.
Bury the Thirty-Fourth President of the United States upside down and plant tulips over his grave.
"I'm the Librarian of the Autumn Pages. The master of this collection. Keeper of the knowledge of the Autumn Country. What brings you here?"
"......................I.......was.......curious"
A thin smile, like a crease in a paper, spreads across his face, "Curiosity is a dangerous trait to have in this country. Stick your nose in these shadows and something just might bite it off."
"I.....have........no......nose"
"These shadows will find some extremity to snap off." He smiles dryly.
His glasses seem to gleam, "You should. If you step in the wrong shadow you might slip and fall into an endless abyss. The only one who is truly safe in this Country is the Autumn King. And even he refrains from walking certain paths."
Koloma is sitting on a rock, rifle slung over one shoulder.
A familiar caw fills the air followed by the flapping of dark wings. A large raven lands on the rock next to you. Its talons scrape dryly on the rock, but pinned beneath one foot is a folded scroll.
*Whoops, didn't see this*
Koloma takes a few scraps of bread and meat from his pocket and hands them to the raven, before taking the scroll and opening it.
In snaps up the scraps with its hard, black beak. The scroll reads:
Koloma,
The Thirty-Fourth President of the United States will crawl out from behind the statue of the laughing woman holding a dead eagle in one of the southern cemeteries. Put a silver bullet in his head. The Second Son of the Third Tsar of Russia will be with him. Harm not a hair on his head.
Bury the Thirty-Fourth President of the United States upside down and plant tulips over his grave.
"I will never understand what you ask me to do, master." Koloma sighs, before consulting his map to attempt to find the statue mentioned.
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My Hero Academia weeb, and proud of it.
Jeff main in Marvel Rivals. Terrible at competitive gaming.
All around I'm a mess made up of original characters, game lore, and the remnants of the worlds I never finished. In other words, I'm slightly off my rocker.
"I'm the Librarian of the Autumn Pages. The master of this collection. Keeper of the knowledge of the Autumn Country. What brings you here?"
"......................I.......was.......curious"
A thin smile, like a crease in a paper, spreads across his face, "Curiosity is a dangerous trait to have in this country. Stick your nose in these shadows and something just might bite it off."
"I.....have........no......nose"
"These shadows will find some extremity to snap off." He smiles dryly.
His glasses seem to gleam, "You should. If you step in the wrong shadow you might slip and fall into an endless abyss. The only one who is truly safe in this Country is the Autumn King. And even he refrains from walking certain paths."
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!!!!!!
In snaps up the scraps with its hard, black beak. The scroll reads:
Koloma,
The Thirty-Fourth President of the United States will crawl out from behind the statue of the laughing woman holding a dead eagle in one of the southern cemeteries. Put a silver bullet in his head. The Second Son of the Third Tsar of Russia will be with him. Harm not a hair on his head.
Bury the Thirty-Fourth President of the United States upside down and plant tulips over his grave.
"I will never understand what you ask me to do, master." Koloma sighs, before consulting his map to attempt to find the statue mentioned.
You soon locate the location. It is not far from here.
His glasses seem to gleam, "You should. If you step in the wrong shadow you might slip and fall into an endless abyss. The only one who is truly safe in this Country is the Autumn King. And even he refrains from walking certain paths."
In snaps up the scraps with its hard, black beak. The scroll reads:
Koloma,
The Thirty-Fourth President of the United States will crawl out from behind the statue of the laughing woman holding a dead eagle in one of the southern cemeteries. Put a silver bullet in his head. The Second Son of the Third Tsar of Russia will be with him. Harm not a hair on his head.
Bury the Thirty-Fourth President of the United States upside down and plant tulips over his grave.
"I will never understand what you ask me to do, master." Koloma sighs, before consulting his map to attempt to find the statue mentioned.
You soon locate the location. It is not far from here.
Koloma stands and sets off, glad that he's not being forced to locate a very specific church with absolutely no help like last time.
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My Hero Academia weeb, and proud of it.
Jeff main in Marvel Rivals. Terrible at competitive gaming.
All around I'm a mess made up of original characters, game lore, and the remnants of the worlds I never finished. In other words, I'm slightly off my rocker.
"I will never understand what you ask me to do, master." Koloma sighs, before consulting his map to attempt to find the statue mentioned.
You soon locate the location. It is not far from here.
Koloma stands and sets off, glad that he's not being forced to locate a very specific church with absolutely no help like last time.
It does not take you long to arrive. The statue stands near the edge of an old, grassless cemetery surrounded by a tall, black iron fence. Dense forest surrounds the graveyard.
His glasses seem to gleam, "You should. If you step in the wrong shadow you might slip and fall into an endless abyss. The only one who is truly safe in this Country is the Autumn King. And even he refrains from walking certain paths."
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!!!!!!
"I will never understand what you ask me to do, master." Koloma sighs, before consulting his map to attempt to find the statue mentioned.
You soon locate the location. It is not far from here.
Koloma stands and sets off, glad that he's not being forced to locate a very specific church with absolutely no help like last time.
It does not take you long to arrive. The statue stands near the edge of an old, grassless cemetery surrounded by a tall, black iron fence. Dense forest surrounds the graveyard.
Koloma adjusts his scope quickly, before aiming down it at the area."
*gotts go for a bit.*
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My Hero Academia weeb, and proud of it.
Jeff main in Marvel Rivals. Terrible at competitive gaming.
All around I'm a mess made up of original characters, game lore, and the remnants of the worlds I never finished. In other words, I'm slightly off my rocker.
"I will never understand what you ask me to do, master." Koloma sighs, before consulting his map to attempt to find the statue mentioned.
You soon locate the location. It is not far from here.
Koloma stands and sets off, glad that he's not being forced to locate a very specific church with absolutely no help like last time.
It does not take you long to arrive. The statue stands near the edge of an old, grassless cemetery surrounded by a tall, black iron fence. Dense forest surrounds the graveyard.
Koloma adjusts his scope quickly, before aiming down it at the area."
*gotts go for a bit.*
*I had to too.*
After about half an hour you notice two dark shapes lurking at the foot of the statue. They appear to be too shrunken men in ratty, much too large clothing. One wears a grey suit that is rolled up at the wrists, the other has a fur hat and a baggy robe that looks meant for colder weather. “Surely he has forgotten by now, Mr. President.” mutters the one in the fur hat.
Helianth, having now regained a semblance of its stolen divinity, is continuing with its grand scheme once more. It is currently gathering as much information as it can on the whereabouts of the legendary Flame of Fawkes, consuming most non-magical flames it finds as it searches.
The Groundskeeper is tirelessly working to maintain the courtyard- with the help of Julius' ward and the sunlight pylons set up around the garden's edges, the courtyard is preserved in its autumnal glory despite the whipping winter winds outside that sphere of safety.
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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)
Helianth, having now regained a semblance of its stolen divinity, is continuing with its grand scheme once more. It is currently gathering as much information as it can on the whereabouts of the legendary Flame of Fawkes, consuming most non-magical flames it finds as it searches.
In your search for secrets, you find a few leads. The Librarian almost certainly knows or knows how to know, but he is fiercely loyal to his country. Whether or not this is simply because his library happens to be in it... well there's differing opinions there. The ghouls seem to think it's buried in a forgotten grave. This seems to be the reason why some of their number tear open coffins and desecrate cemeteries. There is also the dungeon. Few who go down there return so it would be a safe space to keep such a dangerous being/artifact/whatevertheheckitis. The dungeons are the domain of the Inquisitor of the Dead and this alone seems to be reason enough for many to give up all thought of delving there.
A familiar caw fills the air followed by the flapping of dark wings. A large raven lands on the rock next to you. Its talons scrape dryly on the rock, but pinned beneath one foot is a folded scroll.
"I.....have........no......nose"
Pronouns: I don't [GP]ing care. call me whatever
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!!!!!!
"These shadows will find some extremity to snap off." He smiles dryly.
*Whoops, didn't see this*
Koloma takes a few scraps of bread and meat from his pocket and hands them to the raven, before taking the scroll and opening it.
My Hero Academia weeb, and proud of it.
Jeff main in Marvel Rivals. Terrible at competitive gaming.
All around I'm a mess made up of original characters, game lore, and the remnants of the worlds I never finished. In other words, I'm slightly off my rocker.
UwU
"I.....am.....made......of.......lichen........I.......can.........regrow.......I.......have.....no.......fear......of.....shadows"
Pronouns: I don't [GP]ing care. call me whatever
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!!!!!!
In snaps up the scraps with its hard, black beak. The scroll reads:
Koloma,
The Thirty-Fourth President of the United States will crawl out from behind the statue of the laughing woman holding a dead eagle in one of the southern cemeteries. Put a silver bullet in his head. The Second Son of the Third Tsar of Russia will be with him. Harm not a hair on his head.
Bury the Thirty-Fourth President of the United States upside down and plant tulips over his grave.
His glasses seem to gleam, "You should. If you step in the wrong shadow you might slip and fall into an endless abyss. The only one who is truly safe in this Country is the Autumn King. And even he refrains from walking certain paths."
"I will never understand what you ask me to do, master." Koloma sighs, before consulting his map to attempt to find the statue mentioned.
My Hero Academia weeb, and proud of it.
Jeff main in Marvel Rivals. Terrible at competitive gaming.
All around I'm a mess made up of original characters, game lore, and the remnants of the worlds I never finished. In other words, I'm slightly off my rocker.
UwU
"there.....is.....no.......true......death........for......my.......kind"
Pronouns: I don't [GP]ing care. call me whatever
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!!!!!!
You soon locate the location. It is not far from here.
"Even Death will die, sir, I find it hard to believe you'll out last the Last of All."
Koloma stands and sets off, glad that he's not being forced to locate a very specific church with absolutely no help like last time.
My Hero Academia weeb, and proud of it.
Jeff main in Marvel Rivals. Terrible at competitive gaming.
All around I'm a mess made up of original characters, game lore, and the remnants of the worlds I never finished. In other words, I'm slightly off my rocker.
UwU
It does not take you long to arrive. The statue stands near the edge of an old, grassless cemetery surrounded by a tall, black iron fence. Dense forest surrounds the graveyard.
"not....me........the......rotman......will......be......the........end"
Pronouns: I don't [GP]ing care. call me whatever
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!!!!!!
Koloma adjusts his scope quickly, before aiming down it at the area."
*gotts go for a bit.*
My Hero Academia weeb, and proud of it.
Jeff main in Marvel Rivals. Terrible at competitive gaming.
All around I'm a mess made up of original characters, game lore, and the remnants of the worlds I never finished. In other words, I'm slightly off my rocker.
UwU
*Gonna rework Douxgras and possibly CRAVEBOIL real quick*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*I had to too.*
After about half an hour you notice two dark shapes lurking at the foot of the statue. They appear to be too shrunken men in ratty, much too large clothing. One wears a grey suit that is rolled up at the wrists, the other has a fur hat and a baggy robe that looks meant for colder weather. “Surely he has forgotten by now, Mr. President.” mutters the one in the fur hat.
Helianth, having now regained a semblance of its stolen divinity, is continuing with its grand scheme once more. It is currently gathering as much information as it can on the whereabouts of the legendary Flame of Fawkes, consuming most non-magical flames it finds as it searches.
The Groundskeeper is tirelessly working to maintain the courtyard- with the help of Julius' ward and the sunlight pylons set up around the garden's edges, the courtyard is preserved in its autumnal glory despite the whipping winter winds outside that sphere of safety.
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)
In your search for secrets, you find a few leads. The Librarian almost certainly knows or knows how to know, but he is fiercely loyal to his country. Whether or not this is simply because his library happens to be in it... well there's differing opinions there. The ghouls seem to think it's buried in a forgotten grave. This seems to be the reason why some of their number tear open coffins and desecrate cemeteries. There is also the dungeon. Few who go down there return so it would be a safe space to keep such a dangerous being/artifact/whatevertheheckitis. The dungeons are the domain of the Inquisitor of the Dead and this alone seems to be reason enough for many to give up all thought of delving there.
*And with that, I must go to dinner. I will be back afterwards though.*