"Will not sleep....must stay strong...defend Keep with my life..."
"What if I made a copy of you? Someone who can defend the Keep with all your strength and dedication while you rest? After all, you are in no state to defend against intruders as-is."
"NO!" he snaps. "Beastknight is sorry....did not mean to raise voice..."
The spirit recoils and nearly retreats into the darkness entirely, but comes back to its original position. "Don't worry. I won't force anything on you. I'll wait with you until the king returns. I know you're strong, but doing this alone is what got you hurt. If you die, I'll have to protect the keep, and I'm far worse at the job than you are. I won't try to help you, but I won't let anything attack you either."
Beastknight tries to calm himself by petting the bunny more, breathing heavily
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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.
"Like a boat, but for space? Seems like a good idea, but it would have to be very well-stocked. If it has almost any mass, it will take an incredible amount of time to get to the sun, just by the laws of physics. Anything heavier than light can't travel at its speed, and we've already established that light isn't even that fast all in all."
*Oh my gosh this is the Spider Guild Arc that I always heard about!*
"Maybe we can use a combination of factors- An engine of sorts to propel the vessel forward to the sun, and spells that teleport it forward. Teleportation spells are almost always near-instantaneous, so if the distance traveled is great enough, it could be as though we moved faster than light itself! The engine can move us forward when the spells are still recharging their energies, so we are always moving closer to our objective. It would still take time, but perhaps less time than either method on its own."
*Oh wait it kind of is. Just... a trip to the stars that's multitudes more insidious in nature.*
Felix nods, impressed. "Very clever. I'm glad you're the brains of this operation and not me. We'll need a shield of some kind to protect it from debris, because from what I'm reading there is a whole lot of like, giant rocks and stuff out there. But there should also be food if what I'm reading is correct. I might even be able to digest it if my adaptations are strong enough. But for now, we should worry about the construction. I heard there were these things called Spelljammers, kinda like what you're describing, but not really. They travel Astral Space, not Outer Space. But it's a similar principle, right? I mean, there was a Spelljammer with an entire tavern on it, so the propulsion systems must be worth something at least."
"Ah, Spelljammers. Never seen one myself, though I've heard of their existence. Perhaps we can modify an existing Spelljammer somewhere to suit our needs? That would save us a decent amount of time in the construction process, though modifications would certainly be needed for our purpose. As for the engine... well, I have one idea of how that could work..."
*Maybe I can bring back an old invention of mine for this little project... >:)*
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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)
They seem very impressed. "Not even the boss cooks like this!" "Well, he used to. It was bad." "Yeah, he couldn't get happy memories like you can." "It made him so upset when his food made people sad and angry and scared..." "Thank you, sirs!"
"Thank you, you are all very nice. Maybe I could give him some tips...i-if that wouldn't be offensive that is, I hate to make any assumptions to his own talents. Putting strong emotional layers and positive flavours can be tricky, even for experienced chefs. Took us a while to master it, and I'm sure we still have lots to learn." Leo says rambling a bit, not use to so much kindness and praise.
"Bossman would love your help!" "You were a little afraid of him before, though..." "Shhh! You let the cat out of the bag!" "Dang. Well, now you know who he is." "He's not dangerous. A bit scary, but not dangerous... unless he needs to be." "But even then he was beat up by an actual child once, so, you know..."
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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.
"Will not sleep....must stay strong...defend Keep with my life..."
"What if I made a copy of you? Someone who can defend the Keep with all your strength and dedication while you rest? After all, you are in no state to defend against intruders as-is."
"NO!" he snaps. "Beastknight is sorry....did not mean to raise voice..."
The spirit recoils and nearly retreats into the darkness entirely, but comes back to its original position. "Don't worry. I won't force anything on you. I'll wait with you until the king returns. I know you're strong, but doing this alone is what got you hurt. If you die, I'll have to protect the keep, and I'm far worse at the job than you are. I won't try to help you, but I won't let anything attack you either."
Beastknight tries to calm himself by petting the bunny more, breathing heavily
"Calm. I didn't mean to upset you. I'm not making jabs at your skill. I'm just saying that until the King arrives, you can consider me an ally."
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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.
Felix nods, impressed. "Very clever. I'm glad you're the brains of this operation and not me. We'll need a shield of some kind to protect it from debris, because from what I'm reading there is a whole lot of like, giant rocks and stuff out there. But there should also be food if what I'm reading is correct. I might even be able to digest it if my adaptations are strong enough. But for now, we should worry about the construction. I heard there were these things called Spelljammers, kinda like what you're describing, but not really. They travel Astral Space, not Outer Space. But it's a similar principle, right? I mean, there was a Spelljammer with an entire tavern on it, so the propulsion systems must be worth something at least."
"Ah, Spelljammers. Never seen one myself, though I've heard of their existence. Perhaps we can modify an existing Spelljammer somewhere to suit our needs? That would save us a decent amount of time in the construction process, though modifications would certainly be needed for our purpose. As for the engine... well, I have one idea of how that could work..."
*Maybe I can bring back an old invention of mine for this little project... >:)*
"Ooh, do tell!"
*Ooh, do tell!*
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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.
"Will not sleep....must stay strong...defend Keep with my life..."
"What if I made a copy of you? Someone who can defend the Keep with all your strength and dedication while you rest? After all, you are in no state to defend against intruders as-is."
"NO!" he snaps. "Beastknight is sorry....did not mean to raise voice..."
The spirit recoils and nearly retreats into the darkness entirely, but comes back to its original position. "Don't worry. I won't force anything on you. I'll wait with you until the king returns. I know you're strong, but doing this alone is what got you hurt. If you die, I'll have to protect the keep, and I'm far worse at the job than you are. I won't try to help you, but I won't let anything attack you either."
Beastknight tries to calm himself by petting the bunny more, breathing heavily
"Calm. I didn't mean to upset you. I'm not making jabs at your skill. I'm just saying that until the King arrives, you can consider me an ally."
"Beastknight is last of kind...."
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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.
Beastknight tries to calm himself by petting the bunny more, breathing heavily
"Calm. I didn't mean to upset you. I'm not making jabs at your skill. I'm just saying that until the King arrives, you can consider me an ally."
"Beastknight is last of kind...."
The great smoke spirit goes quiet for a moment. "I can't imagine what that must be like. My kind are mostly solitary, but we long for the company of mortals. Even when we've been abused and harmed by the mortals we crave the attention of, we still have each other. I can't imagine not having a family to take care of me when I fall."
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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.
Felix nods, impressed. "Very clever. I'm glad you're the brains of this operation and not me. We'll need a shield of some kind to protect it from debris, because from what I'm reading there is a whole lot of like, giant rocks and stuff out there. But there should also be food if what I'm reading is correct. I might even be able to digest it if my adaptations are strong enough. But for now, we should worry about the construction. I heard there were these things called Spelljammers, kinda like what you're describing, but not really. They travel Astral Space, not Outer Space. But it's a similar principle, right? I mean, there was a Spelljammer with an entire tavern on it, so the propulsion systems must be worth something at least."
"Ah, Spelljammers. Never seen one myself, though I've heard of their existence. Perhaps we can modify an existing Spelljammer somewhere to suit our needs? That would save us a decent amount of time in the construction process, though modifications would certainly be needed for our purpose. As for the engine... well, I have one idea of how that could work..."
*Maybe I can bring back an old invention of mine for this little project... >:)*
"Ooh, do tell!"
*Ooh, do tell!*
"It has to do with the Planes- specifically anathema planes. These are like the Feywild and Shadowfell, or some of the Upper and Lower planes. These planes are entirely opposite of one another on a cosmic scale, and ofttimes, contact between these planar energies creates a tremendous force of raw planar energy- it's similar to how matter and antimatter interact, if I recall correctly. If we were to acquire Planar Shards or collect planar energies in some other way... could the force created from anathema energies colliding propel a vessel forward? If that's the case, we could fashion an engine that launches us great distances forward for virtually no cost as far as fuel."
*This was attempted before in the Spider Guild universe. It had some very serious consequences. Consequences that Helianth is conveniently unaware of...*
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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)
"It has to do with the Planes- specifically anathema planes. These are like the Feywild and Shadowfell, or some of the Upper and Lower planes. These planes are entirely opposite of one another on a cosmic scale, and ofttimes, contact between these planar energies creates a tremendous force of raw planar energy- it's similar to how matter and antimatter interact, if I recall correctly. If we were to acquire Planar Shards or collect planar energies in some other way... could the force created from anathema energies colliding propel a vessel forward? If that's the case, we could fashion an engine that launches us great distances forward for virtually no cost as far as fuel."
*This was attempted before in the Spider Guild universe. It had some very serious consequences. Consequences that Helianth is conveniently unaware of...*
"That sounds both explosive and possibly rift-creating. We only have one shot at this, since it's just us, so I think it would be better to use something that has been tested. We could keep your plan as a backup, though. An emergency button in case we run out of fuel. A nuclear option shouldn't be the only one, if you get what I'm saying."
*I want to agree since that would be awesome, but Felix is unfortunately not as insane as I am.*
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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.
Beastknight tries to calm himself by petting the bunny more, breathing heavily
"Calm. I didn't mean to upset you. I'm not making jabs at your skill. I'm just saying that until the King arrives, you can consider me an ally."
"Beastknight is last of kind...."
The great smoke spirit goes quiet for a moment. "I can't imagine what that must be like. My kind are mostly solitary, but we long for the company of mortals. Even when we've been abused and harmed by the mortals we crave the attention of, we still have each other. I can't imagine not having a family to take care of me when I fall."
"That..that is why Beastknight...will never fall.."
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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.
"It has to do with the Planes- specifically anathema planes. These are like the Feywild and Shadowfell, or some of the Upper and Lower planes. These planes are entirely opposite of one another on a cosmic scale, and ofttimes, contact between these planar energies creates a tremendous force of raw planar energy- it's similar to how matter and antimatter interact, if I recall correctly. If we were to acquire Planar Shards or collect planar energies in some other way... could the force created from anathema energies colliding propel a vessel forward? If that's the case, we could fashion an engine that launches us great distances forward for virtually no cost as far as fuel."
*This was attempted before in the Spider Guild universe. It had some very serious consequences. Consequences that Helianth is conveniently unaware of...*
"That sounds both explosive and possibly rift-creating. We only have one shot at this, since it's just us, so I think it would be better to use something that has been tested. We could keep your plan as a backup, though. An emergency button in case we run out of fuel. A nuclear option shouldn't be the only one, if you get what I'm saying."
*I want to agree since that would be awesome, but Felix is unfortunately not as insane as I am.*
*Alrighty. We can keep it as a desperate last resort.*
"Very well. I suppose it's better for a desperate last resort anyway. In that case, what could work for a more reliable engine?"
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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)
They seem very impressed. "Not even the boss cooks like this!" "Well, he used to. It was bad." "Yeah, he couldn't get happy memories like you can." "It made him so upset when his food made people sad and angry and scared..." "Thank you, sirs!"
"Thank you, you are all very nice. Maybe I could give him some tips...i-if that wouldn't be offensive that is, I hate to make any assumptions to his own talents. Putting strong emotional layers and positive flavours can be tricky, even for experienced chefs. Took us a while to master it, and I'm sure we still have lots to learn." Leo says rambling a bit, not use to so much kindness and praise.
"Bossman would love your help!" "You were a little afraid of him before, though..." "Shhh! You let the cat out of the bag!" "Dang. Well, now you know who he is." "He's not dangerous. A bit scary, but not dangerous... unless he needs to be." "But even then he was beat up by an actual child once, so, you know..."
"O-Oh, you mean that man with all the hands? Well...if you say he isn't dangerous....its just that there was quite a bit of fighting going on, and I only know that the Beastkinght was a friend to the Keep...." Leo says a bit nervously. "I'll rip out his heart and use it in a sauce for his ribs and intestines if he harms my brother." Noctis says matter of factly in a dark and frightening voice. "Noctis, don't do that...."
Deep within the woods a rhythmic beat can be heard, Thunk, Thunk, Thunk, and then, silence. The sound of a craftsman at work, the sound of creaking wood as a tree is felled, a rumble as it hits the earth, then once more, silence. The sound of rustling leaves upon the ground, wet with the fall dew, as the tree is taken back to a cabin in the woods, the home of the craftsman. The bark is peeled, the wood is bleached, the remains placed in a pile next to the home. Then, the craftsman takes some time off of his craft, every step of his making a deep crunch on the leaves. The lumberjack walks, his flannel shirt stained with sweat, his arms as heavy and hairy like a bear’s. His axe blade dull from his work. His giant form moving to town from his secluded home in the forest.
*I already have an idea for another character, does the royal court have a jester?*
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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.'
Beastknight tries to calm himself by petting the bunny more, breathing heavily
"Calm. I didn't mean to upset you. I'm not making jabs at your skill. I'm just saying that until the King arrives, you can consider me an ally."
"Beastknight is last of kind...."
The great smoke spirit goes quiet for a moment. "I can't imagine what that must be like. My kind are mostly solitary, but we long for the company of mortals. Even when we've been abused and harmed by the mortals we crave the attention of, we still have each other. I can't imagine not having a family to take care of me when I fall."
"That..that is why Beastknight...will never fall.."
*Back!*
"But you can't guarantee that. I hope you never fall, but no one is secure in their immortality."
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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.
Beastknight tries to calm himself by petting the bunny more, breathing heavily
"Calm. I didn't mean to upset you. I'm not making jabs at your skill. I'm just saying that until the King arrives, you can consider me an ally."
"Beastknight is last of kind...."
The great smoke spirit goes quiet for a moment. "I can't imagine what that must be like. My kind are mostly solitary, but we long for the company of mortals. Even when we've been abused and harmed by the mortals we crave the attention of, we still have each other. I can't imagine not having a family to take care of me when I fall."
"That..that is why Beastknight...will never fall.."
*Back!*
"But you can't guarantee that. I hope you never fall, but no one is secure in their immortality."
*Welcome back!!!*
"Beastknight has lived for...many many many years..."
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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.
"That sounds both explosive and possibly rift-creating. We only have one shot at this, since it's just us, so I think it would be better to use something that has been tested. We could keep your plan as a backup, though. An emergency button in case we run out of fuel. A nuclear option shouldn't be the only one, if you get what I'm saying."
*I want to agree since that would be awesome, but Felix is unfortunately not as insane as I am.*
*Alrighty. We can keep it as a desperate last resort.*
"Very well. I suppose it's better for a desperate last resort anyway. In that case, what could work for a more reliable engine?"
"I don't know. Something we know will work. I don't think a Spelljammer engine would work, but we need at least a little more reliability."
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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.
"Bossman would love your help!" "You were a little afraid of him before, though..." "Shhh! You let the cat out of the bag!" "Dang. Well, now you know who he is." "He's not dangerous. A bit scary, but not dangerous... unless he needs to be." "But even then he was beat up by an actual child once, so, you know..."
"O-Oh, you mean that man with all the hands? Well...if you say he isn't dangerous....its just that there was quite a bit of fighting going on, and I only know that the Beastkinght was a friend to the Keep...." Leo says a bit nervously. "I'll rip out his heart and use it in a sauce for his ribs and intestines if he harms my brother." Noctis says matter of factly in a dark and frightening voice. "Noctis, don't do that...."
"He didn't hurt anybody, if you remember." "Even though they were trying to hurt him!" "I dunno, I've never seen him fight. Maybe he is dangerous..." "The fact that you've worked with him for 300 years and never saw him fight probably says something about him, doesn't it?" "I don't get what you're saying." "Nevermind! I'm getting thirds."
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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.
Beastknight tries to calm himself by petting the bunny more, breathing heavily
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*I am the master at making problems worse!*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Ah, Spelljammers. Never seen one myself, though I've heard of their existence. Perhaps we can modify an existing Spelljammer somewhere to suit our needs? That would save us a decent amount of time in the construction process, though modifications would certainly be needed for our purpose. As for the engine... well, I have one idea of how that could work..."
*Maybe I can bring back an old invention of mine for this little project... >:)*
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)
"Bossman would love your help!" "You were a little afraid of him before, though..." "Shhh! You let the cat out of the bag!" "Dang. Well, now you know who he is." "He's not dangerous. A bit scary, but not dangerous... unless he needs to be." "But even then he was beat up by an actual child once, so, you know..."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Calm. I didn't mean to upset you. I'm not making jabs at your skill. I'm just saying that until the King arrives, you can consider me an ally."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Ooh, do tell!"
*Ooh, do tell!*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Beastknight is last of kind...."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
The great smoke spirit goes quiet for a moment. "I can't imagine what that must be like. My kind are mostly solitary, but we long for the company of mortals. Even when we've been abused and harmed by the mortals we crave the attention of, we still have each other. I can't imagine not having a family to take care of me when I fall."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"It has to do with the Planes- specifically anathema planes. These are like the Feywild and Shadowfell, or some of the Upper and Lower planes. These planes are entirely opposite of one another on a cosmic scale, and ofttimes, contact between these planar energies creates a tremendous force of raw planar energy- it's similar to how matter and antimatter interact, if I recall correctly. If we were to acquire Planar Shards or collect planar energies in some other way... could the force created from anathema energies colliding propel a vessel forward? If that's the case, we could fashion an engine that launches us great distances forward for virtually no cost as far as fuel."
*This was attempted before in the Spider Guild universe. It had some very serious consequences. Consequences that Helianth is conveniently unaware of...*
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)
"That sounds both explosive and possibly rift-creating. We only have one shot at this, since it's just us, so I think it would be better to use something that has been tested. We could keep your plan as a backup, though. An emergency button in case we run out of fuel. A nuclear option shouldn't be the only one, if you get what I'm saying."
*I want to agree since that would be awesome, but Felix is unfortunately not as insane as I am.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"That..that is why Beastknight...will never fall.."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Alrighty. We can keep it as a desperate last resort.*
"Very well. I suppose it's better for a desperate last resort anyway. In that case, what could work for a more reliable engine?"
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)
"O-Oh, you mean that man with all the hands? Well...if you say he isn't dangerous....its just that there was quite a bit of fighting going on, and I only know that the Beastkinght was a friend to the Keep...." Leo says a bit nervously. "I'll rip out his heart and use it in a sauce for his ribs and intestines if he harms my brother." Noctis says matter of factly in a dark and frightening voice. "Noctis, don't do that...."
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.)
*Back!*
"But you can't guarantee that. I hope you never fall, but no one is secure in their immortality."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Welcome back!!!*
"Beastknight has lived for...many many many years..."
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 know. Something we know will work. I don't think a Spelljammer engine would work, but we need at least a little more reliability."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"He didn't hurt anybody, if you remember." "Even though they were trying to hurt him!" "I dunno, I've never seen him fight. Maybe he is dangerous..." "The fact that you've worked with him for 300 years and never saw him fight probably says something about him, doesn't it?" "I don't get what you're saying." "Nevermind! I'm getting thirds."
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 too, but I can still die. You need to protect your life better. Getting impaled could spell the end of you if it's in a bad place."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Been hurt worse..."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.