"Ooh! I didn't think of that! You really are a clever flower!"
*Ah, yes, the natural progression of Helianth's mad quest: Capitalism.*
"I've been trying to devour the sun for long enough to see empires rise and fall, and for rivers to grind stone to sand. I've picked up a lot of wisdom from my travels. I have no doubt that we'll learn many things during our journey."
"I'm certainly glad that a being like you would take a being like me on a journey like this. I am honored to be your friend and chef."
"And I am honored to be able to witness your skill and taste your creations, and to have you as a friend as well." Helianth looks back to the map, and then in the direction it shows the spelljammer is at. "Shall we set off to the vessel?"
"Of course! One step closer to cooking the sun! Or quite a few steps, such as it is."
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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.
"So you've come for the prestige of the Autumn Court? Very few manage to get it, but very few try."
"I just thought to myself 'What is the worst that could happen?' You know? I could die or something, but that could happen any time."
"A good point. I think I like you already. I'm sure the King will too."
"Thank you for the vote of confidence, I've gotten someone at the Keep to like me, and I haven't even performed yet."
"Well, technically I don't belong at the Keep, I'm just on vacation. But I will be here for a while, so I effectively count."
"That's good to know, is the king here? If not I guess I'll just have to wait here until he is." He leans against one of the walls, messing with his sickle.
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
"Ooh! I didn't think of that! You really are a clever flower!"
*Ah, yes, the natural progression of Helianth's mad quest: Capitalism.*
"I've been trying to devour the sun for long enough to see empires rise and fall, and for rivers to grind stone to sand. I've picked up a lot of wisdom from my travels. I have no doubt that we'll learn many things during our journey."
"I'm certainly glad that a being like you would take a being like me on a journey like this. I am honored to be your friend and chef."
"And I am honored to be able to witness your skill and taste your creations, and to have you as a friend as well." Helianth looks back to the map, and then in the direction it shows the spelljammer is at. "Shall we set off to the vessel?"
"Of course! One step closer to cooking the sun! Or quite a few steps, such as it is."
"Yes, one step closer to cooking our first star- and many more to follow!" Some of the crooked flower's roots extend to the ground near Felix. "I can carry you to our destination, if you wish."
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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)
"So you've come for the prestige of the Autumn Court? Very few manage to get it, but very few try."
"I just thought to myself 'What is the worst that could happen?' You know? I could die or something, but that could happen any time."
"A good point. I think I like you already. I'm sure the King will too."
"Thank you for the vote of confidence, I've gotten someone at the Keep to like me, and I haven't even performed yet."
"Well, technically I don't belong at the Keep, I'm just on vacation. But I will be here for a while, so I effectively count."
"That's good to know, is the king here? If not I guess I'll just have to wait here until he is." He leans against one of the walls, messing with his sickle.
"I don't believe he is. But I'm curious. I'd like to see your work. Would you play something for 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.
"And I am honored to be able to witness your skill and taste your creations, and to have you as a friend as well." Helianth looks back to the map, and then in the direction it shows the spelljammer is at. "Shall we set off to the vessel?"
"Of course! One step closer to cooking the sun! Or quite a few steps, such as it is."
"Yes, one step closer to cooking our first star- and many more to follow!" Some of the crooked flower's roots extend to the ground near Felix. "I can carry you to our destination, if you wish."
"While I'm sure I could keep up with you... my legs are very short. Yes, I would love to be carried. I want to have all the energy I can for when we find the ship!"
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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.
"So you've come for the prestige of the Autumn Court? Very few manage to get it, but very few try."
"I just thought to myself 'What is the worst that could happen?' You know? I could die or something, but that could happen any time."
"A good point. I think I like you already. I'm sure the King will too."
"Thank you for the vote of confidence, I've gotten someone at the Keep to like me, and I haven't even performed yet."
"Well, technically I don't belong at the Keep, I'm just on vacation. But I will be here for a while, so I effectively count."
"That's good to know, is the king here? If not I guess I'll just have to wait here until he is." He leans against one of the walls, messing with his sickle.
"I don't believe he is. But I'm curious. I'd like to see your work. Would you play something for me?"
He nods "Why not, you can have the sneak peek of what I can do." He begins to play 'Music of the night'.
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
"And I am honored to be able to witness your skill and taste your creations, and to have you as a friend as well." Helianth looks back to the map, and then in the direction it shows the spelljammer is at. "Shall we set off to the vessel?"
"Of course! One step closer to cooking the sun! Or quite a few steps, such as it is."
"Yes, one step closer to cooking our first star- and many more to follow!" Some of the crooked flower's roots extend to the ground near Felix. "I can carry you to our destination, if you wish."
"While I'm sure I could keep up with you... my legs are very short. Yes, I would love to be carried. I want to have all the energy I can for when we find the ship!"
"Splendid!" Its roots gently scoop up the little strugel and pop him down atop an upper part of its stem, like how a small child would ride on their parent's shoulders. "To the Spelljammer we go!" And with that, Helianth begins to shamble to the corn field containing the crashed vessel with Felix in tow, occasionally glancing at the map with one of their flower heads to ensure they're on the right path.
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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)
He nods "Why not, you can have the sneak peek of what I can do." He begins to play 'Music of the night'.
He nods in approval. "Killer tunes. Definitely worth showing the King."
"I have to credit it all to my teacher. If he were alive to see me now, I'd think he'd be proud."
"I'm proud and I don't even know you. Actually, you don't know me either. I'm the Egregore. Just a casual shadow spirit."
"Nice to meet you Egregore, everyone calls me the Jester where I come from. For someone who doesn't know me, you seem to have a lot to tell me about how good I am. Lots of votes of confidence."
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
He nods "Why not, you can have the sneak peek of what I can do." He begins to play 'Music of the night'.
He nods in approval. "Killer tunes. Definitely worth showing the King."
"I have to credit it all to my teacher. If he were alive to see me now, I'd think he'd be proud."
"I'm proud and I don't even know you. Actually, you don't know me either. I'm the Egregore. Just a casual shadow spirit."
"Nice to meet you Egregore, everyone calls me the Jester where I come from. For someone who doesn't know me, you seem to have a lot to tell me about how good I am. Lots of votes of confidence."
"I can basically say whatever I want and no one can do anything about it. Kind of like you, really. I just seem to abuse it more often."
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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.
He nods "Why not, you can have the sneak peek of what I can do." He begins to play 'Music of the night'.
He nods in approval. "Killer tunes. Definitely worth showing the King."
"I have to credit it all to my teacher. If he were alive to see me now, I'd think he'd be proud."
"I'm proud and I don't even know you. Actually, you don't know me either. I'm the Egregore. Just a casual shadow spirit."
"Nice to meet you Egregore, everyone calls me the Jester where I come from. For someone who doesn't know me, you seem to have a lot to tell me about how good I am. Lots of votes of confidence."
"I can basically say whatever I want and no one can do anything about it. Kind of like you, really. I just seem to abuse it more often."
"Oh that is something you don't know about me." He says, his Jester's mask shifting to a massively wide grin "But that's off topic. What do you do?"
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
You have been making your way through the Autumn Country and you have drawn near to the crash site. As you crest one of the last hills, you look down at the valley that should hold the spell jammer. A strange sight awaits you on the other side of the hill. The valley is a patchwork quilt of cattle pastures and corn fields. The seas of cornstalks ripple and fill the air with a dry, hissing whisper. Alien, geometrical patterns have been carved into the corn fields and the designs seem to spiral and twist and curve tighter and tighter until the reach an axis point at a field in the center of the valley.
A few small cottages are set up in the bare patches between the fields. Evidently folks still live in this holler despite the close proximity to something so otherworldly and eldritch.
You have been making your way through the Autumn Country and you have drawn near to the crash site. As you crest one of the last hills, you look down at the valley that should hold the spell jammer. A strange sight awaits you on the other side of the hill. The valley is a patchwork quilt of cattle pastures and corn fields. The seas of cornstalks ripple and fill the air with a dry, hissing whisper. Alien, geometrical patterns have been carved into the corn fields and the designs seem to spiral and twist and curve tighter and tighter until the reach an axis point at a field in the center of the valley.
A few small cottages are set up in the bare patches between the fields. Evidently folks still live in this holler despite the close proximity to something so otherworldly and eldritch.
Felix tastes some corn to see if it's corrupted.
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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.
You have been making your way through the Autumn Country and you have drawn near to the crash site. As you crest one of the last hills, you look down at the valley that should hold the spell jammer. A strange sight awaits you on the other side of the hill. The valley is a patchwork quilt of cattle pastures and corn fields. The seas of cornstalks ripple and fill the air with a dry, hissing whisper. Alien, geometrical patterns have been carved into the corn fields and the designs seem to spiral and twist and curve tighter and tighter until the reach an axis point at a field in the center of the valley.
A few small cottages are set up in the bare patches between the fields. Evidently folks still live in this holler despite the close proximity to something so otherworldly and eldritch.
Felix tastes some corn to see if it's corrupted.
The corn seems to be larger than normal and your trained taste buds detect a very small amount of unknown toxin. It probably wouldn't have any effect on you for justing eating a bit like this but it may have long term consequences to live off the stuff.
You have been making your way through the Autumn Country and you have drawn near to the crash site. As you crest one of the last hills, you look down at the valley that should hold the spell jammer. A strange sight awaits you on the other side of the hill. The valley is a patchwork quilt of cattle pastures and corn fields. The seas of cornstalks ripple and fill the air with a dry, hissing whisper. Alien, geometrical patterns have been carved into the corn fields and the designs seem to spiral and twist and curve tighter and tighter until the reach an axis point at a field in the center of the valley.
A few small cottages are set up in the bare patches between the fields. Evidently folks still live in this holler despite the close proximity to something so otherworldly and eldritch.
Helianth looks around at the scenery- this is likely the only instance where Felix has seen them tense.
"This place... it reminds me of home. How ghastly." There is a tone of disgust to their voice.
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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)
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"Of course! One step closer to cooking the sun! Or quite a few steps, such as it is."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
"Well, technically I don't belong at the Keep, I'm just on vacation. But I will be here for a while, so I effectively count."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"That's good to know, is the king here? If not I guess I'll just have to wait here until he is." He leans against one of the walls, messing with his sickle.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
"Yes, one step closer to cooking our first star- and many more to follow!" Some of the crooked flower's roots extend to the ground near Felix. "I can carry you to our destination, if you wish."
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 don't believe he is. But I'm curious. I'd like to see your work. Would you play something for me?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"While I'm sure I could keep up with you... my legs are very short. Yes, I would love to be carried. I want to have all the energy I can for when we find the ship!"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
He nods "Why not, you can have the sneak peek of what I can do." He begins to play 'Music of the night'.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
"Splendid!" Its roots gently scoop up the little strugel and pop him down atop an upper part of its stem, like how a small child would ride on their parent's shoulders. "To the Spelljammer we go!" And with that, Helianth begins to shamble to the corn field containing the crashed vessel with Felix in tow, occasionally glancing at the map with one of their flower heads to ensure they're on the right path.
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 nods in approval. "Killer tunes. Definitely worth showing the King."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"I have to credit it all to my teacher. If he were alive to see me now, I'd think he'd be proud."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
"I'm proud and I don't even know you. Actually, you don't know me either. I'm the Egregore. Just a casual shadow spirit."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Nice to meet you Egregore, everyone calls me the Jester where I come from. For someone who doesn't know me, you seem to have a lot to tell me about how good I am. Lots of votes of confidence."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
"I can basically say whatever I want and no one can do anything about it. Kind of like you, really. I just seem to abuse it more often."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Oh that is something you don't know about me." He says, his Jester's mask shifting to a massively wide grin "But that's off topic. What do you do?"
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
"Pretty much nothing. I mess with people, take on contracts, scare small children... the works."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*For Yvonne and Baalz.*
You have been making your way through the Autumn Country and you have drawn near to the crash site. As you crest one of the last hills, you look down at the valley that should hold the spell jammer. A strange sight awaits you on the other side of the hill. The valley is a patchwork quilt of cattle pastures and corn fields. The seas of cornstalks ripple and fill the air with a dry, hissing whisper. Alien, geometrical patterns have been carved into the corn fields and the designs seem to spiral and twist and curve tighter and tighter until the reach an axis point at a field in the center of the valley.
A few small cottages are set up in the bare patches between the fields. Evidently folks still live in this holler despite the close proximity to something so otherworldly and eldritch.
Felix tastes some corn to see if it's corrupted.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
The corn seems to be larger than normal and your trained taste buds detect a very small amount of unknown toxin. It probably wouldn't have any effect on you for justing eating a bit like this but it may have long term consequences to live off the stuff.
Helianth looks around at the scenery- this is likely the only instance where Felix has seen them tense.
"This place... it reminds me of home. How ghastly." There is a tone of disgust to their voice.
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)