Near the keep, smoke blows on the wind. It smells sweet and dark and decadent, and when it blows to a certain spot, it coalesces, printing a hill-giant-shaped and -sized robber baron, starting from the soles of his shoes to the crown of his hat. The sunlight seems dimmer near it, and its spiraling golden eyes are the brightest lights in the area, shining in random directions as the creature looks around.
It taps its oversized cane against the ground. "So this is the Autumn Country." Its wild eyes turn to the Beastknight. "Nice armor. Not that I could wear it. A bit small for me." He raises a hand, conjuring 12 more identical clawed white gloves in the air. All the hands snap their fingers. Shadowy, smoky spirits manifest from the dark, all tentacles and teeth and glowing eyes. An entire militia of demons. "Nice to know that still works. Get us the flame." The spirits all begin to circle around the Beastknight, afraid to get close enough to enter the Keep.
"Seems it's in there. Library, perhaps?" He takes a deep inhale, closing his eyes, scrying through the darkness. "Yes. Yes, the library. Surrounded by all those fragile books. How unfortunate for everyone."
The Beastknight raises his sword. "No....leave now...trespasser...."
He chuckles. "And who's going to move me? This keep is for everyone, remember? The King himself decreed as much. Are you saying you don't believe that the King's judgment is as important as your own?"
The Knight swings his blade, making the spirits back away. "I...protect...Keep...I...allow...who...in..and who out.."
The greater spirit tilts his head, the spirals tightening. "I'm being polite. I'll come in with or without your permission. It only matters where and how I enter."
"You...will...not...pass...Beastknight..."
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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.
The Knight swings his blade, making the spirits back away. "I...protect...Keep...I...allow...who...in..and who out.."
The greater spirit tilts his head, the spirals tightening. "I'm being polite. I'll come in with or without your permission. It only matters where and how I enter."
"You...will...not...pass...Beastknight..."
"I don't have to pass you. Your light only reaches so far, Beastknight. The Autumn Country is a place of darkness, and I am in my element here."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*I defeated that Son of Amina with serious skill. Am I being cheeky to ask for a level up?*
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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%.
The Wendigo, seeing this newcomer shrinks a bit behind the entrance way while Noctis shrieks in warning, smoke billowing from his mouth as the flaming heart in the wendigo's chest starts to beat faster.
The golden spirals burn in the smoke spirit's skull as it turns its antlered head. It raises its cane... and knocks on the wall of the Keep.
"Knock, knock, knock. May I come in, little friends? I mean you no harm... I'm a cook, just like you. I just have different techniques."
The wendigo yelps and backs away a bit. "I'm not incharge or anything, so I have no authority...." He says nervously, not really sure what is even going on right now. Noctis places himself between his twin brother and the man, baring his shadowy fangs from his more wolf-like skull protectively. Noctis isn't certain what is going on either, but won't let his brother come to harm.
"I know, but I don't want to intrude on anything you have going on. Your food smells delicious, by the way." it ignores Noctis completely, not moving forward or back.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
The Knight swings his blade, making the spirits back away. "I...protect...Keep...I...allow...who...in..and who out.."
The greater spirit tilts his head, the spirals tightening. "I'm being polite. I'll come in with or without your permission. It only matters where and how I enter."
"You...will...not...pass...Beastknight..."
"I don't have to pass you. Your light only reaches so far, Beastknight. The Autumn Country is a place of darkness, and I am in my element here."
"I...will...not...allow...you...to..flame..."
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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.
The Knight swings his blade, making the spirits back away. "I...protect...Keep...I...allow...who...in..and who out.."
The greater spirit tilts his head, the spirals tightening. "I'm being polite. I'll come in with or without your permission. It only matters where and how I enter."
"You...will...not...pass...Beastknight..."
"I don't have to pass you. Your light only reaches so far, Beastknight. The Autumn Country is a place of darkness, and I am in my element here."
"I...will...not...allow...you...to..flame..."
He leans forward, putting his throat against the Beastknight's blade. "Then stop me."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
The Wendigo, seeing this newcomer shrinks a bit behind the entrance way while Noctis shrieks in warning, smoke billowing from his mouth as the flaming heart in the wendigo's chest starts to beat faster.
The golden spirals burn in the smoke spirit's skull as it turns its antlered head. It raises its cane... and knocks on the wall of the Keep.
"Knock, knock, knock. May I come in, little friends? I mean you no harm... I'm a cook, just like you. I just have different techniques."
The wendigo yelps and backs away a bit. "I'm not incharge or anything, so I have no authority...." He says nervously, not really sure what is even going on right now. Noctis places himself between his twin brother and the man, baring his shadowy fangs from his more wolf-like skull protectively. Noctis isn't certain what is going on either, but won't let his brother come to harm.
"I know, but I don't want to intrude on anything you have going on. Your food smells delicious, by the way." it ignores Noctis completely, not moving forward or back.
"Um...thank you?" He says, now very unsure as he sees the Beastknight's hostility to the man and the flower. Noctis growls, a bit peeved at being ignored, before darting over to his brother and draping his arms around the Wendigo's neck and shoulders a bit possessively.
Helianth roots itself into the ground to resist being pushed, sliding about a foot away. Its grip remains on their sword, which it continually tries to tear away from its wielder.
The sword starts to slowly slice the flower as he yanks it back
As fragile as the monster looks, the blade cutting through its stem feels like attempting to saw through a tree with a sword. Helianth doesn't seem to notice, or if they do, they simply don't care. They continue to pull at the blade.
The blade slices through them, burning with holy fire.
The flower screeches- a horrible, echoing sound that reverberates in the mind of all who hear it- as its roots are cut through. It falls back, losing its grip on their blade, frantically scuttling out of melee reach.
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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 Knight swings his blade, making the spirits back away. "I...protect...Keep...I...allow...who...in..and who out.."
The greater spirit tilts his head, the spirals tightening. "I'm being polite. I'll come in with or without your permission. It only matters where and how I enter."
"You...will...not...pass...Beastknight..."
"I don't have to pass you. Your light only reaches so far, Beastknight. The Autumn Country is a place of darkness, and I am in my element here."
"I...will...not...allow...you...to..flame..."
He leans forward, putting his throat against the Beastknight's blade. "Then stop me."
The Knights sword trembles slightly before going steady. He swings wide, aiming for its neck.
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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.
The Knight swings his blade, making the spirits back away. "I...protect...Keep...I...allow...who...in..and who out.."
The greater spirit tilts his head, the spirals tightening. "I'm being polite. I'll come in with or without your permission. It only matters where and how I enter."
"You...will...not...pass...Beastknight..."
"I don't have to pass you. Your light only reaches so far, Beastknight. The Autumn Country is a place of darkness, and I am in my element here."
"I...will...not...allow...you...to..flame..."
He leans forward, putting his throat against the Beastknight's blade. "Then stop me."
The Knights sword trembles slightly before going steady. He swings wide, aiming for its neck.
The figure disperses, laughing deeply and becoming nothing but a cloud of darkness that blocks all light from reaching the Knight. Gold spirals appear everywhere in the dark, watching him. "Oh, too bad!" The laughter grows louder, louder, louder, and then, suddenly, it stops. The cloud goes away. The spirits are all gone.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
The Knight swings his blade, making the spirits back away. "I...protect...Keep...I...allow...who...in..and who out.."
The greater spirit tilts his head, the spirals tightening. "I'm being polite. I'll come in with or without your permission. It only matters where and how I enter."
"You...will...not...pass...Beastknight..."
"I don't have to pass you. Your light only reaches so far, Beastknight. The Autumn Country is a place of darkness, and I am in my element here."
"I...will...not...allow...you...to..flame..."
He leans forward, putting his throat against the Beastknight's blade. "Then stop me."
The Knights sword trembles slightly before going steady. He swings wide, aiming for its neck.
The figure disperses, laughing deeply and becoming nothing but a cloud of darkness that blocks all light from reaching the Knight. Gold spirals appear everywhere in the dark, watching him. "Oh, too bad!" The laughter grows louder, louder, louder, and then, suddenly, it stops. The cloud goes away. The spirits are all gone.
The Knight looks around before rushing to guard the library.
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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.
The Knight swings his blade, making the spirits back away. "I...protect...Keep...I...allow...who...in..and who out.."
The greater spirit tilts his head, the spirals tightening. "I'm being polite. I'll come in with or without your permission. It only matters where and how I enter."
"You...will...not...pass...Beastknight..."
"I don't have to pass you. Your light only reaches so far, Beastknight. The Autumn Country is a place of darkness, and I am in my element here."
"I...will...not...allow...you...to..flame..."
He leans forward, putting his throat against the Beastknight's blade. "Then stop me."
The Knights sword trembles slightly before going steady. He swings wide, aiming for its neck.
The figure disperses, laughing deeply and becoming nothing but a cloud of darkness that blocks all light from reaching the Knight. Gold spirals appear everywhere in the dark, watching him. "Oh, too bad!" The laughter grows louder, louder, louder, and then, suddenly, it stops. The cloud goes away. The spirits are all gone.
The Knight looks around before rushing to guard the library.
The spirits already lurk in dark corners, passing through the cracks between books as they search. The greater spirit sits on top of one of the tallest bookshelves, its tail coiled around a set of expensive-looking tomes as it holds another in its clawed glove, apparently reading it.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
The Knight swings his blade, making the spirits back away. "I...protect...Keep...I...allow...who...in..and who out.."
The greater spirit tilts his head, the spirals tightening. "I'm being polite. I'll come in with or without your permission. It only matters where and how I enter."
"You...will...not...pass...Beastknight..."
"I don't have to pass you. Your light only reaches so far, Beastknight. The Autumn Country is a place of darkness, and I am in my element here."
"I...will...not...allow...you...to..flame..."
He leans forward, putting his throat against the Beastknight's blade. "Then stop me."
The Knights sword trembles slightly before going steady. He swings wide, aiming for its neck.
The figure disperses, laughing deeply and becoming nothing but a cloud of darkness that blocks all light from reaching the Knight. Gold spirals appear everywhere in the dark, watching him. "Oh, too bad!" The laughter grows louder, louder, louder, and then, suddenly, it stops. The cloud goes away. The spirits are all gone.
The Knight looks around before rushing to guard the library.
The spirits already lurk in dark corners, passing through the cracks between books as they search. The greater spirit sits on top of one of the tallest bookshelves, its tail coiled around a set of expensive-looking tomes as it holds another in its clawed glove, apparently reading it.
He sheathes his sword, glowing with holy power as he clenches his fists. "LEAVE!"
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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.
Seeing the Beastknight running, Helianth thinks it has a chance. It crawls up along the wall of the Keep and slithers through one of the Library's windows. Its various sunflower heads are looking around the place as it stalks the halls looking for that precious light it so craves.
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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 Knight swings his blade, making the spirits back away. "I...protect...Keep...I...allow...who...in..and who out.."
The greater spirit tilts his head, the spirals tightening. "I'm being polite. I'll come in with or without your permission. It only matters where and how I enter."
"You...will...not...pass...Beastknight..."
"I don't have to pass you. Your light only reaches so far, Beastknight. The Autumn Country is a place of darkness, and I am in my element here."
"I...will...not...allow...you...to..flame..."
He leans forward, putting his throat against the Beastknight's blade. "Then stop me."
The Knights sword trembles slightly before going steady. He swings wide, aiming for its neck.
The figure disperses, laughing deeply and becoming nothing but a cloud of darkness that blocks all light from reaching the Knight. Gold spirals appear everywhere in the dark, watching him. "Oh, too bad!" The laughter grows louder, louder, louder, and then, suddenly, it stops. The cloud goes away. The spirits are all gone.
The Knight looks around before rushing to guard the library.
The spirits already lurk in dark corners, passing through the cracks between books as they search. The greater spirit sits on top of one of the tallest bookshelves, its tail coiled around a set of expensive-looking tomes as it holds another in its clawed glove, apparently reading it.
He sheathes his sword, glowing with holy power as he clenches his fists. "LEAVE!"
The great spirit grins. "Shhh... people are trying to read." He stage whispers. "And that radiance... well, if it can harm me, it can certainly harm these ancient tomes. Imagine if the King found out you destroyed the only books about the Frenzied Flame, for example..." He giggles quietly as he holds up the book he was reading. "...very, very rare, you see."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
The Knight swings his blade, making the spirits back away. "I...protect...Keep...I...allow...who...in..and who out.."
The greater spirit tilts his head, the spirals tightening. "I'm being polite. I'll come in with or without your permission. It only matters where and how I enter."
"You...will...not...pass...Beastknight..."
"I don't have to pass you. Your light only reaches so far, Beastknight. The Autumn Country is a place of darkness, and I am in my element here."
"I...will...not...allow...you...to..flame..."
He leans forward, putting his throat against the Beastknight's blade. "Then stop me."
The Knights sword trembles slightly before going steady. He swings wide, aiming for its neck.
The figure disperses, laughing deeply and becoming nothing but a cloud of darkness that blocks all light from reaching the Knight. Gold spirals appear everywhere in the dark, watching him. "Oh, too bad!" The laughter grows louder, louder, louder, and then, suddenly, it stops. The cloud goes away. The spirits are all gone.
The Knight looks around before rushing to guard the library.
The spirits already lurk in dark corners, passing through the cracks between books as they search. The greater spirit sits on top of one of the tallest bookshelves, its tail coiled around a set of expensive-looking tomes as it holds another in its clawed glove, apparently reading it.
He sheathes his sword, glowing with holy power as he clenches his fists. "LEAVE!"
The great spirit grins. "Shhh... people are trying to read." He stage whispers. "And that radiance... well, if it can harm me, it can certainly harm these ancient tomes. Imagine if the King found out you destroyed the only books about the Frenzied Flame, for example..." He giggles quietly as he holds up the book he was reading. "...very, very rare, you see."
The Beastknights body glows as holy light brightens the room fully. "Leave now. You are intruding on the Kings Library and I will not permit this disrespect." he says, voice doubling.
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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.
The great spirit grins. "Shhh... people are trying to read." He stage whispers. "And that radiance... well, if it can harm me, it can certainly harm these ancient tomes. Imagine if the King found out you destroyed the only books about the Frenzied Flame, for example..." He giggles quietly as he holds up the book he was reading. "...very, very rare, you see."
The Beastknights body glows as holy light brightens the room fully. "Leave now. You are intruding on the Kings Library and I will not permit this disrespect." he says, voice doubling.
Magical darkness suddenly fills the room, blocking his light to the point that it doesn't shine further than 5ft. "Or what?"
CHA save or any senses you use to see in the dark, such as blindsight, truesight, or devil's sight, have their range halved.
The Knight can hear the spirits drawing close, but they seem to be invisible, merged with the shadows.
"There are so many innocent people in this library... so many rare tomes... careful where you swing..."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
The great spirit grins. "Shhh... people are trying to read." He stage whispers. "And that radiance... well, if it can harm me, it can certainly harm these ancient tomes. Imagine if the King found out you destroyed the only books about the Frenzied Flame, for example..." He giggles quietly as he holds up the book he was reading. "...very, very rare, you see."
The Beastknights body glows as holy light brightens the room fully. "Leave now. You are intruding on the Kings Library and I will not permit this disrespect." he says, voice doubling.
Magical darkness suddenly fills the room, blocking his light to the point that it doesn't shine further than 5ft. "Or what?"
CHA save or any senses you use to see in the dark, such as blindsight, truesight, or devil's sight, have their range halved.
The Knight can hear the spirits drawing close, but they seem to be invisible, merged with the shadows.
"There are so many innocent people in this library... so many rare tomes... careful where you swing..."
CHA: 21
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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.
The great spirit grins. "Shhh... people are trying to read." He stage whispers. "And that radiance... well, if it can harm me, it can certainly harm these ancient tomes. Imagine if the King found out you destroyed the only books about the Frenzied Flame, for example..." He giggles quietly as he holds up the book he was reading. "...very, very rare, you see."
The Beastknights body glows as holy light brightens the room fully. "Leave now. You are intruding on the Kings Library and I will not permit this disrespect." he says, voice doubling.
Magical darkness suddenly fills the room, blocking his light to the point that it doesn't shine further than 5ft. "Or what?"
CHA save or any senses you use to see in the dark, such as blindsight, truesight, or devil's sight, have their range halved.
The Knight can hear the spirits drawing close, but they seem to be invisible, merged with the shadows.
"There are so many innocent people in this library... so many rare tomes... careful where you swing..."
CHA: 14
*Oof, fail.*
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
The great spirit grins. "Shhh... people are trying to read." He stage whispers. "And that radiance... well, if it can harm me, it can certainly harm these ancient tomes. Imagine if the King found out you destroyed the only books about the Frenzied Flame, for example..." He giggles quietly as he holds up the book he was reading. "...very, very rare, you see."
The Beastknights body glows as holy light brightens the room fully. "Leave now. You are intruding on the Kings Library and I will not permit this disrespect." he says, voice doubling.
Magical darkness suddenly fills the room, blocking his light to the point that it doesn't shine further than 5ft. "Or what?"
CHA save or any senses you use to see in the dark, such as blindsight, truesight, or devil's sight, have their range halved.
The Knight can hear the spirits drawing close, but they seem to be invisible, merged with the shadows.
"There are so many innocent people in this library... so many rare tomes... careful where you swing..."
CHA: 14
*Oof, fail.*
The Beastknight roars in rage, the light blasting through the library.
*I invoke his godly light. Useable once per week. Light floods an area of my choice, making it bright and enemies need to make a wisdom save or be blinded.*
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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.
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"You...will...not...pass...Beastknight..."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"I don't have to pass you. Your light only reaches so far, Beastknight. The Autumn Country is a place of darkness, and I am in my element here."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Fahkar is back to ghoul hunting.
*I defeated that Son of Amina with serious skill. Am I being cheeky to ask for a level up?*
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 know, but I don't want to intrude on anything you have going on. Your food smells delicious, by the way." it ignores Noctis completely, not moving forward or back.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"I...will...not...allow...you...to..flame..."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He leans forward, putting his throat against the Beastknight's blade. "Then stop me."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Um...thank you?" He says, now very unsure as he sees the Beastknight's hostility to the man and the flower. Noctis growls, a bit peeved at being ignored, before darting over to his brother and draping his arms around the Wendigo's neck and shoulders a bit possessively.
The flower screeches- a horrible, echoing sound that reverberates in the mind of all who hear it- as its roots are cut through. It falls back, losing its grip on their blade, frantically scuttling out of melee reach.
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 Knights sword trembles slightly before going steady. He swings wide, aiming for its neck.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
The figure disperses, laughing deeply and becoming nothing but a cloud of darkness that blocks all light from reaching the Knight. Gold spirals appear everywhere in the dark, watching him. "Oh, too bad!" The laughter grows louder, louder, louder, and then, suddenly, it stops. The cloud goes away. The spirits are all gone.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
The Knight looks around before rushing to guard the library.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
The spirits already lurk in dark corners, passing through the cracks between books as they search. The greater spirit sits on top of one of the tallest bookshelves, its tail coiled around a set of expensive-looking tomes as it holds another in its clawed glove, apparently reading it.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
He sheathes his sword, glowing with holy power as he clenches his fists. "LEAVE!"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Seeing the Beastknight running, Helianth thinks it has a chance. It crawls up along the wall of the Keep and slithers through one of the Library's windows. Its various sunflower heads are looking around the place as it stalks the halls looking for that precious light it so craves.
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 great spirit grins. "Shhh... people are trying to read." He stage whispers. "And that radiance... well, if it can harm me, it can certainly harm these ancient tomes. Imagine if the King found out you destroyed the only books about the Frenzied Flame, for example..." He giggles quietly as he holds up the book he was reading. "...very, very rare, you see."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
The Beastknights body glows as holy light brightens the room fully. "Leave now. You are intruding on the Kings Library and I will not permit this disrespect." he says, voice doubling.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Magical darkness suddenly fills the room, blocking his light to the point that it doesn't shine further than 5ft. "Or what?"
CHA save or any senses you use to see in the dark, such as blindsight, truesight, or devil's sight, have their range halved.
The Knight can hear the spirits drawing close, but they seem to be invisible, merged with the shadows.
"There are so many innocent people in this library... so many rare tomes... careful where you swing..."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
CHA: 21
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Oof, fail.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
The Beastknight roars in rage, the light blasting through the library.
*I invoke his godly light. Useable once per week. Light floods an area of my choice, making it bright and enemies need to make a wisdom save or be blinded.*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.