Standing in a silent vigil in the Autumn Kings hall is the Beastknight. With golden wings, tail, and horns on his armor. The gold shines brightly along with his silver great sword. The sword is point down facing the ground. The knight does not move, standing quietly, watching and waiting.
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This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Soon the ivy and moss covered, mammalian legged cottage stops and rests right outside the Keep of Painted Leaves. After a bit, the front door opens up on its own, and out walks a towering yet thin looking creature. The head, an exposed skull with a mix of wolf and a deer features with four massive alters covered in various herbs, autumn leaves, and vines with little berries growing from them and warm golden flames dance within the eye sockets of the skulls. The body was covered in silver white fur, save for the exposed ribcage with what looks to be two beating hearts, one fiery red like burning coal and the other a icy blue-white that leaks out a cold wisp of mist from time to time. Two large clawed hands hand by its sides, while two smaller, deft hands seem to be holding a bowl of massed berries. The four legs of the creature look more sturdy, like those of a reindeer or a moose then a typical forest deer. The creature was covered in vines and a mantle of autumn leaves kept in pristine condition. All in all, the creature looks to be a cross between a animalistic wendigo and a leshy.
As the creature takes a few nervous towards the Keep, his shadow pop up behind it, shadowy clawed hands on each of his shoulders nervously as he also looks up at the Keep. "I still don't know if this is a good idea...." The Shadow says.
"I don't know if it is either...." The Wendigo says, sounding more like a teenage boy then a monstrous creature. "But...the cottage is quite isolating....maybe being around the people here will be good for us....you said the King sounded nice..."
Soon the ivy and moss covered, mammalian legged cottage stops and rests right outside the Keep of Painted Leaves. After a bit, the front door opens up on its own, and out walks a towering yet thin looking creature. The head, an exposed skull with a mix of wolf and a deer features with four massive alters covered in various herbs, autumn leaves, and vines with little berries growing from them and warm golden flames dance within the eye sockets of the skulls. The body was covered in silver white fur, save for the exposed ribcage with what looks to be two beating hearts, one fiery red like burning coal and the other a icy blue-white that leaks out a cold wisp of mist from time to time. Two large clawed hands hand by its sides, while two smaller, deft hands seem to be holding a bowl of massed berries. The four legs of the creature look more sturdy, like those of a reindeer or a moose then a typical forest deer. The creature was covered in vines and a mantle of autumn leaves kept in pristine condition. All in all, the creature looks to be a cross between a animalistic wendigo and a leshy.
As the creature takes a few nervous towards the Keep, his shadow pop up behind it, shadowy clawed hands on each of his shoulders nervously as he also looks up at the Keep. "I still don't know if this is a good idea...." The Shadow says.
"I don't know if it is either...." The Wendigo says, sounding more like a teenage boy then a monstrous creature. "But...the cottage is quite isolating....maybe being around the people here will be good for us....you said the King sounded nice..."
You hear the rustle of feathers and the harsh cries of a flock of crows. Out of the Keep steps a ragged figure. Torn and tattered patches and rags are draped across a thin frame. Atop his head sits a wide brimmed, straw hat. Under that, two black button eyes watch you above a wide mouth with lips stitched together. Fluttering all about him is a murder of crows. The scarecrow watches you for a moment and then he speaks through his stitched lips, "Well how do? You gonna come on in or just stand out there in the wind?"
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles) Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world. Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Soon the ivy and moss covered, mammalian legged cottage stops and rests right outside the Keep of Painted Leaves. After a bit, the front door opens up on its own, and out walks a towering yet thin looking creature. The head, an exposed skull with a mix of wolf and a deer features with four massive alters covered in various herbs, autumn leaves, and vines with little berries growing from them and warm golden flames dance within the eye sockets of the skulls. The body was covered in silver white fur, save for the exposed ribcage with what looks to be two beating hearts, one fiery red like burning coal and the other a icy blue-white that leaks out a cold wisp of mist from time to time. Two large clawed hands hand by its sides, while two smaller, deft hands seem to be holding a bowl of massed berries. The four legs of the creature look more sturdy, like those of a reindeer or a moose then a typical forest deer. The creature was covered in vines and a mantle of autumn leaves kept in pristine condition. All in all, the creature looks to be a cross between a animalistic wendigo and a leshy.
As the creature takes a few nervous towards the Keep, his shadow pop up behind it, shadowy clawed hands on each of his shoulders nervously as he also looks up at the Keep. "I still don't know if this is a good idea...." The Shadow says.
"I don't know if it is either...." The Wendigo says, sounding more like a teenage boy then a monstrous creature. "But...the cottage is quite isolating....maybe being around the people here will be good for us....you said the King sounded nice..."
You hear the rustle of feathers and the harsh cries of a flock of crows. Out of the Keep steps a ragged figure. Torn and tattered patches and rags are draped across a thin frame. Atop his head sits a wide brimmed, straw hat. Under that, two black button eyes watch you above a wide mouth with lips stitched together. Fluttering all about him is a murder of crows. The scarecrow watches you for a moment and then he speaks through his stitched lips, "Well how do? You gonna come on in or just stand out there in the wind?"
"Oh....um....s-sure." The creature says nervously as he makes his way inside.
The metal bands wrap tight around the ghoul’s body. It thrashes about as much as it can in its restraint muttering, “Warmest embrace I’ve ever been given.”
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It breaks out after much struggling. Fahkar leaps into the fray, slashing twice with his blade, before darting backward.
Attack: 20 Damage: 10 slashing + 7 radiant
Attack: 13 Damage: 9 slashing + 7 radiant
Your first attack cuts deep into his chest. Despite the huge gash wound, only a sparse trickle of black blood leaks out. The first blow knocks him back a few paces causing your second swing to fly short. The Son of Amina quickly recovers though. He reaches his long, ape-like arms up to a huge stone monument of a somber angel. His grey fingers wrap around the angel's stone wings and with a grunt he snaps them off. Wielding a broken angel wing in each hand, he lunges forward. He swings them in wide, deadly arcs that carve deep gashes into the earth, exposing molding coffins and ghastly corpses that grin up at you from their graves.
Attack: 13 Damage: 17 slashing
Attack: 13 Damage: 15 slashing
Fahkar dodges the clumsy attacks with effortless ease. He shouts something in a strange tongue, and as he does so, the son's body swells painfully, skin ripping as flesh and fat rapidly increase. It now, for 1 minute, has disadvantage on DEX saves and STR saves and takes 1d8 necrotic damage if it makes more than one attack on it's turn.
Fahkar leaps over the monster, dragging Dawnbringer across its flesh. He lands on the other side nimbly and lunges, attempting to drive his blade through the creature's bloated side.
Attack: 28 Damage: 17 + 6 radiant. (I added an extra D6 to the initial damage because of his subclass which I didn't notice last time)
Attack: 13 Damage: 13 + 5 radiant.
"Take your dark finger from me!" He says in a gurgling voice. With his new bloated body he struggles to make his attack but he manages to make a long, sweeping slash with one of the wings.
Attack: 7 Damage: 16 slashing.
Fahkar dodges easily, swinging Dawnbringer at the Son of Amina's wrist, before leaping unexpectedly to the side and slashing across the beast's eyes.
Attack: 17 Damage: 15+3 radiant
Attack: 25 Damage: 20+4 radiant
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Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
Soon the ivy and moss covered, mammalian legged cottage stops and rests right outside the Keep of Painted Leaves. After a bit, the front door opens up on its own, and out walks a towering yet thin looking creature. The head, an exposed skull with a mix of wolf and a deer features with four massive alters covered in various herbs, autumn leaves, and vines with little berries growing from them and warm golden flames dance within the eye sockets of the skulls. The body was covered in silver white fur, save for the exposed ribcage with what looks to be two beating hearts, one fiery red like burning coal and the other a icy blue-white that leaks out a cold wisp of mist from time to time. Two large clawed hands hand by its sides, while two smaller, deft hands seem to be holding a bowl of massed berries. The four legs of the creature look more sturdy, like those of a reindeer or a moose then a typical forest deer. The creature was covered in vines and a mantle of autumn leaves kept in pristine condition. All in all, the creature looks to be a cross between a animalistic wendigo and a leshy.
As the creature takes a few nervous towards the Keep, his shadow pop up behind it, shadowy clawed hands on each of his shoulders nervously as he also looks up at the Keep. "I still don't know if this is a good idea...." The Shadow says.
"I don't know if it is either...." The Wendigo says, sounding more like a teenage boy then a monstrous creature. "But...the cottage is quite isolating....maybe being around the people here will be good for us....you said the King sounded nice..."
You hear the rustle of feathers and the harsh cries of a flock of crows. Out of the Keep steps a ragged figure. Torn and tattered patches and rags are draped across a thin frame. Atop his head sits a wide brimmed, straw hat. Under that, two black button eyes watch you above a wide mouth with lips stitched together. Fluttering all about him is a murder of crows. The scarecrow watches you for a moment and then he speaks through his stitched lips, "Well how do? You gonna come on in or just stand out there in the wind?"
"Oh....um....s-sure." The creature says nervously as he makes his way inside.
"I believe introductions are in order. I'm the Hodmedod." says the scarecrow, his words punctuated by the screams of the crows, "You can call me Hod. You from round here?"
Fahkar dodges easily, swinging Dawnbringer at the Son of Amina's wrist, before leaping unexpectedly to the side and slashing across the beast's eyes.
Attack: 16 Damage: 15+8 radiant
Attack: 27 Damage: 17+1 radiant
Your attack causes him to fling his weapons in the air. The wings fall into the grass behind him. Then your sword sweeps the sight from his eyes. He stumbles backwards in shock and confusion, a deep gash stretching from where one eye should be to the other.
Fahkar dodges easily, swinging Dawnbringer at the Son of Amina's wrist, before leaping unexpectedly to the side and slashing across the beast's eyes.
Attack: 16 Damage: 15+8 radiant
Attack: 27 Damage: 17+1 radiant
Your attack causes him to fling his weapons in the air. The wings fall into the grass behind him. Then your sword sweeps the sight from his eyes. He stumbles backwards in shock and confusion, a deep gash stretching from where one eye should be to the other.
Taking advantage of his confusion, Fahkar leaps forward, slashing at the son's neck, before sliding underneath his body and stabbing upward, aiming for the heart. Regardless of whether he hits or not, he immediately dodges out from under the huge body.
Attack: 24 Damage: 16+8 radiant
Attack: 24 Damage: 11+4 radiant
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Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
*Fahkar is showing this guy that he means serious business*
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Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
Fahkar dodges easily, swinging Dawnbringer at the Son of Amina's wrist, before leaping unexpectedly to the side and slashing across the beast's eyes.
Attack: 16 Damage: 15+8 radiant
Attack: 27 Damage: 17+1 radiant
Your attack causes him to fling his weapons in the air. The wings fall into the grass behind him. Then your sword sweeps the sight from his eyes. He stumbles backwards in shock and confusion, a deep gash stretching from where one eye should be to the other.
Taking advantage of his confusion, Fahkar leaps forward, slashing at the son's neck, before sliding underneath his body and stabbing upward, aiming for the heart. Regardless of whether he hits or not, he immediately dodges out from under the huge body.
Attack: 26 Damage: 16+8 radiant
Attack: 19 Damage: 22+1 radiant
Your attacks hit their marks. The ghoul sways in place after being impaled by the sword. Then he topples backwards, dead. You notice that the stone wings are laid out under neath his fallen form too look like they are growing out from behind his back.
Sometime during this fight, the ghoul gate closed and the ghouls you were tracking have disappeared.
Fahkar dodges easily, swinging Dawnbringer at the Son of Amina's wrist, before leaping unexpectedly to the side and slashing across the beast's eyes.
Attack: 16 Damage: 15+8 radiant
Attack: 27 Damage: 17+1 radiant
Your attack causes him to fling his weapons in the air. The wings fall into the grass behind him. Then your sword sweeps the sight from his eyes. He stumbles backwards in shock and confusion, a deep gash stretching from where one eye should be to the other.
Taking advantage of his confusion, Fahkar leaps forward, slashing at the son's neck, before sliding underneath his body and stabbing upward, aiming for the heart. Regardless of whether he hits or not, he immediately dodges out from under the huge body.
Attack: 26 Damage: 16+8 radiant
Attack: 19 Damage: 22+1 radiant
Your attacks hit their marks. The ghoul sways in place after being impaled by the sword. Then he topples backwards, dead. You notice that the stone wings are laid out underneath his fallen form too look like they are growing out from behind his back.
Sometime during this fight, the ghoul gate closed and the ghouls you were tracking have disappeared.
"No matter. I caught bigger prey today." Fahkar mutters. Dawnbringer sighs. "The head of one of Amina's sons would be a fine gift to the king, lord." Fahkar looks toward the castle. "I hope. It's been a while since I've seen him outside the castle." He then chops off the son's ugly head, wraps it in faded orange leather, straps it to his back, and sets off toward the castle.
*Wow. I managed that without getting damaged.*
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Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
Helianth has returned to stalking the surrounding hills near the Keep of Painted Leaves, taking in sunlight.
The Beastknight is watching them from the entrance, his golden wings rustling in the wind
The crooked sunflower looks up at the being with a sense of curiosity. "...Who... are... you?.."
Its armored body does not move, glowing with a soft golden light. Its helmet adorned with deer horns turns to the flower, watching it. Its barbed tail slams into the ground once.
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Helianth has returned to stalking the surrounding hills near the Keep of Painted Leaves, taking in sunlight.
The Beastknight is watching them from the entrance, his golden wings rustling in the wind
The crooked sunflower looks up at the being with a sense of curiosity. "...Who... are... you?.."
Its armored body does not move, glowing with a soft golden light. Its helmet adorned with deer horns turns to the flower, watching it. Its barbed tail slams into the ground once.
Helianth approaches cautiously, intrigued by the soft golden light. All of its flower heads are facing the knight.
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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 has returned to stalking the surrounding hills near the Keep of Painted Leaves, taking in sunlight.
The Beastknight is watching them from the entrance, his golden wings rustling in the wind
The crooked sunflower looks up at the being with a sense of curiosity. "...Who... are... you?.."
Its armored body does not move, glowing with a soft golden light. Its helmet adorned with deer horns turns to the flower, watching it. Its barbed tail slams into the ground once.
Helianth approaches cautiously, intrigued by the soft golden light. All of its flower heads are facing the knight.
It slams its tail into the ground again, cracking the stones as it grips its greatsword tighter.
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Standing in a silent vigil in the Autumn Kings hall is the Beastknight. With golden wings, tail, and horns on his armor. The gold shines brightly along with his silver great sword. The sword is point down facing the ground. The knight does not move, standing quietly, watching and waiting.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Soon the ivy and moss covered, mammalian legged cottage stops and rests right outside the Keep of Painted Leaves. After a bit, the front door opens up on its own, and out walks a towering yet thin looking creature. The head, an exposed skull with a mix of wolf and a deer features with four massive alters covered in various herbs, autumn leaves, and vines with little berries growing from them and warm golden flames dance within the eye sockets of the skulls. The body was covered in silver white fur, save for the exposed ribcage with what looks to be two beating hearts, one fiery red like burning coal and the other a icy blue-white that leaks out a cold wisp of mist from time to time. Two large clawed hands hand by its sides, while two smaller, deft hands seem to be holding a bowl of massed berries. The four legs of the creature look more sturdy, like those of a reindeer or a moose then a typical forest deer. The creature was covered in vines and a mantle of autumn leaves kept in pristine condition. All in all, the creature looks to be a cross between a animalistic wendigo and a leshy.
As the creature takes a few nervous towards the Keep, his shadow pop up behind it, shadowy clawed hands on each of his shoulders nervously as he also looks up at the Keep. "I still don't know if this is a good idea...." The Shadow says.
"I don't know if it is either...." The Wendigo says, sounding more like a teenage boy then a monstrous creature. "But...the cottage is quite isolating....maybe being around the people here will be good for us....you said the King sounded nice..."
You hear the rustle of feathers and the harsh cries of a flock of crows. Out of the Keep steps a ragged figure. Torn and tattered patches and rags are draped across a thin frame. Atop his head sits a wide brimmed, straw hat. Under that, two black button eyes watch you above a wide mouth with lips stitched together. Fluttering all about him is a murder of crows. The scarecrow watches you for a moment and then he speaks through his stitched lips, "Well how do? You gonna come on in or just stand out there in the wind?"
*mornin*
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles)
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world.
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
*Ain't mornin' were I'm at. I'm fixin' to head to bed.*
"Oh....um....s-sure." The creature says nervously as he makes his way inside.
Fahkar dodges easily, swinging Dawnbringer at the Son of Amina's wrist, before leaping unexpectedly to the side and slashing across the beast's eyes.
Attack: 17 Damage: 15+3 radiant
Attack: 25 Damage: 20+4 radiant
Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
I like cheese.
"I believe introductions are in order. I'm the Hodmedod." says the scarecrow, his words punctuated by the screams of the crows, "You can call me Hod. You from round here?"
Your attack causes him to fling his weapons in the air. The wings fall into the grass behind him. Then your sword sweeps the sight from his eyes. He stumbles backwards in shock and confusion, a deep gash stretching from where one eye should be to the other.
Taking advantage of his confusion, Fahkar leaps forward, slashing at the son's neck, before sliding underneath his body and stabbing upward, aiming for the heart. Regardless of whether he hits or not, he immediately dodges out from under the huge body.
Attack: 24 Damage: 16+8 radiant
Attack: 24 Damage: 11+4 radiant
Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
I like cheese.
*Fahkar is showing this guy that he means serious business*
Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
I like cheese.
The Beastknight is standing guard outside the Keep. The golden wings rustle slightly with the wind as he stares out into the distance.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Your attacks hit their marks. The ghoul sways in place after being impaled by the sword. Then he topples backwards, dead. You notice that the stone wings are laid out under neath his fallen form too look like they are growing out from behind his back.
Sometime during this fight, the ghoul gate closed and the ghouls you were tracking have disappeared.
Helianth has returned to stalking the surrounding hills near the Keep of Painted Leaves, taking in sunlight.
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 Beastknight is watching them from the entrance, his golden wings rustling in the wind
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"No matter. I caught bigger prey today." Fahkar mutters. Dawnbringer sighs. "The head of one of Amina's sons would be a fine gift to the king, lord." Fahkar looks toward the castle. "I hope. It's been a while since I've seen him outside the castle." He then chops off the son's ugly head, wraps it in faded orange leather, straps it to his back, and sets off toward the castle.
*Wow. I managed that without getting damaged.*
Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
I like cheese.
The crooked sunflower looks up at the being with a sense of curiosity. "...Who... are... you?.."
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)
Its armored body does not move, glowing with a soft golden light. Its helmet adorned with deer horns turns to the flower, watching it. Its barbed tail slams into the ground once.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Helianth approaches cautiously, intrigued by the soft golden light. All of its flower heads are facing the knight.
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)
It slams its tail into the ground again, cracking the stones as it grips its greatsword tighter.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.