"I'd like to get some freaking answers from the guy. Otherwise, I'll figure out these powers I have and use them to protect my family. Not much to it other then that."
”That seems a noble cause enough. If I am being honest, you are likely already strong enough to protect your family. I doubt many things could kill you, unless gods forbid a titan attacks you.” They say, wrapping a bandage around their side wound.
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Breathe in. Breathe out. Breathe in. Breathe out. Breathe in- Breathe out-breathe in breathe out breathe in breathe out breathe in breathe out- God Damn it, Elijah-… what are you doing? You’ve ruined things with Angelo- Regina must be fed up with you- And Leslie.
Elijah is in the woods. He needed to be alone. Studying his crucifix with teary eyes, clutching a discarded bracelet in the other hand. Leslie. She likes me.
Why don’t I like her back?
Why am I like this? Why can’t I just be (1GP)ing normal for one damn second and like her back? She’s funny. She’s smart. She likes me! So why… Why, lord, am I not enamored with her?Elijah sits down against a tree, face in his hands. His thoughts are barely even coherent, so much has happened in the last six hours. He’s overwhelmed. And then there’s the quest. What the Hell am I supposed to do? Why the Hell is it me? Oh God- I’m going to have to go on a quest with Angelo. He looks down, shaky and confused and angry and scared-… Oh God, Angelo. Why was he ever friends with Angelo? Angelo isn’t the type of person he should be friends with. That’s what my parents would say.
So, again, why? Why did I ever get close to him-… was it- no, stop being stupid, Elijah, it’s not that. But what- No, Elijah, you aren’t that kind of person.
Elijah looks to the sky, holding his crucifix in his hands.
God, if you’re up there-… If you… do exist along with all of this Greek… nonsense… am I a sinner? Will my parents think that?
He waits a few seconds. No answer. No brilliant flash of light. No miracle, no Angel sent to guide him towards goodness.
Elijah screams, throwing Angelo’s bracelet across the woods. One second, two second. Elijah isn’t breathing. Then, he snaps out of it.
(1GP)… he thinks, sprinting after it, tears running down his face.
Breathe in. Breathe out. Breathe in. Breathe out. Breathe in- Breathe out-breathe in breathe out breathe in breathe out breathe in breathe out- God Damn it, Elijah-… what are you doing? You’ve ruined things with Angelo- Regina must be fed up with you- And Leslie.
Elijah is in the woods. He needed to be alone. Studying his crucifix with teary eyes, clutching a discarded bracelet in the other hand. Leslie. She likes me.
Why don’t I like her back?
Why am I like this? Why can’t I just be (1GP)ing normal for one damn second and like her back? She’s funny. She’s smart. She likes me! So why… Why, lord, am I not enamored with her?Elijah sits down against a tree, face in his hands. His thoughts are barely even coherent, so much has happened in the last six hours. He’s overwhelmed. And then there’s the quest. What the Hell am I supposed to do? Why the Hell is it me? Oh God- I’m going to have to go on a quest with Angelo. He looks down, shaky and confused and angry and scared-… Oh God, Angelo. Why was he ever friends with Angelo? Angelo isn’t the type of person he should be friends with. That’s what his parents would say.
So, again, why? Why did I ever get close to him-… was it- no, stop being stupid, Elijah, it’s not that. But what- No, Elijah, you aren’t that kind of person.
Elijah looks to the sky, holding his crucifix in his hands.
God, if you’re up there-… If you… do exist along with all of this Greek… nonsense… am I a sinner? Will my parents think that?
He waits a few seconds. No answer. No brilliant flash of light. No miracle, no Angel sent to guide him towards goodness.
Elijah screams, throwing Angelo’s bracelet across the woods. One second, two second. Elijah isn’t breathing. Then, he snaps out of it.
(1GP)… he thinks, sprinting after it, tears running down his face.
*DAMNNN I love this :)) I love how his thoughts race between 'Elijah' 'I' 'you' and all, cause YES THATS HOW A PANICKED BRAIN THINKS*
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NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science] Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews! Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya! Characters (Outdated)
"... Well, anyone who looks down on you for just your gender? Honestly, theyd just be an idiot. If Artemis accepts you exactly for who you are, they should be able to, as well. Not to mention how little that actually matters in forming who a person is.."
“She had her doubts when we first met.. reasonably, of course. Though I was never one to be truly attached to manhood - none of it really matters to me, what I am called and what others think I am. I simply am still me at the end of the day. I swore an oath to renounce it, as well as my Hunter’s oath, and she allowed me to join her. I still cannot believe how lucky I was.”
".. How did you meet her anyways? Not every day someone just runs into a goddess, I dont think. Ive only met one so far, and it was a minor goddess through her child"
“Ah. The story is.. well, it is not much of something to be shared over small talk. In short, a war elephant killed my mother. It was a graceless death, cruel and unwarranted. I hunted down and slew the beast and its master. Though it was only through my desperate begging to the forests for forgiveness for taking the poor creature’s life did my lady Artemis show up.” They sigh. “She took pity on me, admiring both my hunt and my respect of the life I took.”
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She nods "Like on a quest, for instance? How powerful was it? How big was the blast?"
"A quest? Uh...well." he would make a few marks on the ground to indicate the size. "About this big. It's far from the only incantation I've learned, just the most destructive."
*The radius of Fireball*
*20 feet :) Any wizard fanatic like me has that number memorized* She whistles "Damn, thats impressive.. Absolutely huge. You could fit a massive chunk of a formation in that!"
"Yeah, its like from a video game, or D&D. It's awesome, and terrifying!" Asada says both proud and panicked.
*OH GOD I DIDNT THINK ABOUT HOW DND WAS IN THE DND GAME BKJHCFDXGJIOKJIGCFGHJ* "Youll definitely need to work on getting it accurate enough not to hit yourself... But after? Thatll be amazing out there!"
"Yeah, I think it will be easier now that I know how far the fire spreads, I believe I can launch the bead of fire pretty far before it has to be detonated." Asada says as he pulls out his purple tome, flipping the pages to the the one the Fireball incantation is on. The words look like highly complex greek mixed with high level mathematical equations.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Breathe in. Breathe out. Breathe in. Breathe out. Breathe in- Breathe out-breathe in breathe out breathe in breathe out breathe in breathe out- God Damn it, Elijah-… what are you doing? You’ve ruined things with Angelo- Regina must be fed up with you- And Leslie.
Elijah is in the woods. He needed to be alone. Studying his crucifix with teary eyes, clutching a discarded bracelet in the other hand. Leslie. She likes me.
Why don’t I like her back?
Why am I like this? Why can’t I just be (1GP)ing normal for one damn second and like her back? She’s funny. She’s smart. She likes me! So why… Why, lord, am I not enamored with her?Elijah sits down against a tree, face in his hands. His thoughts are barely even coherent, so much has happened in the last six hours. He’s overwhelmed. And then there’s the quest. What the Hell am I supposed to do? Why the Hell is it me? Oh God- I’m going to have to go on a quest with Angelo. He looks down, shaky and confused and angry and scared-… Oh God, Angelo. Why was he ever friends with Angelo? Angelo isn’t the type of person he should be friends with. That’s what his parents would say.
So, again, why? Why did I ever get close to him-… was it- no, stop being stupid, Elijah, it’s not that. But what- No, Elijah, you aren’t that kind of person.
Elijah looks to the sky, holding his crucifix in his hands.
God, if you’re up there-… If you… do exist along with all of this Greek… nonsense… am I a sinner? Will my parents think that?
He waits a few seconds. No answer. No brilliant flash of light. No miracle, no Angel sent to guide him towards goodness.
Elijah screams, throwing Angelo’s bracelet across the woods. One second, two second. Elijah isn’t breathing. Then, he snaps out of it.
(1GP)… he thinks, sprinting after it, tears running down his face.
(can I interact with this?)
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I won't be grain of sand Slippin' down the hour glass Watchin' every minute fall through I will pay the price Never satisfied, I'm never gonna be refused
“I do think it’s possible, but you can never truly know for sure until… well you meet one or the other I guess, right?”
“A prosthetic? Why, do you need one? If so I’ll make you one, when do you need it by.”
That only makes it harder for him not to cry, taking deep breaths, closing his eyes “I love my mom… what’s wrong with that…?”
"I suppose so." he smiles. "You are the nicest person I've met here."
"No, like a weapon, or like a gauntlet or something. If I could enhance my powers with a physical object, I'd be stronger."
He takes his own form again, patting their shoulder. "with the disgusting amount of fleeting crushes around her, love for family is refreshing to see."
“I am? Thank you, I try to be nice, it’s hard though, sometimes. What are you doing out here?”
“Oh I’m actually working on making a few of those, I can make you one if you’d like. Consider it a favor.” He says, smiling and giving them a kiss on the cheek.
“I just… my dad sucks and left my mom to fend for herself, and she still managed to be the best mom I could ever ask for… you know man?” He asks, leaning forward, wiping away his tears with a finger.
"I'd like to get some freaking answers from the guy. Otherwise, I'll figure out these powers I have and use them to protect my family. Not much to it other then that."
”That seems a noble cause enough. If I am being honest, you are likely already strong enough to protect your family. I doubt many things could kill you, unless gods forbid a titan attacks you.” They say, wrapping a bandage around their side wound.
"Let's hope you are right there. Though I haven't dealt with any monsters yet so.." he says with a chuckle.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
"... Well, anyone who looks down on you for just your gender? Honestly, theyd just be an idiot. If Artemis accepts you exactly for who you are, they should be able to, as well. Not to mention how little that actually matters in forming who a person is.."
“She had her doubts when we first met.. reasonably, of course. Though I was never one to be truly attached to manhood - none of it really matters to me, what I am called and what others think I am. I simply am still me at the end of the day. I swore an oath to renounce it, as well as my Hunter’s oath, and she allowed me to join her. I still cannot believe how lucky I was.”
".. How did you meet her anyways? Not every day someone just runs into a goddess, I dont think. Ive only met one so far, and it was a minor goddess through her child"
“Ah. The story is.. well, it is not much of something to be shared over small talk. In short, a war elephant killed my mother. It was a graceless death, cruel and unwarranted. I hunted down and slew the beast and its master. Though it was only through my desperate begging to the forests for forgiveness for taking the poor creature’s life did my lady Artemis show up.” They sigh. “She took pity on me, admiring both my hunt and my respect of the life I took.”
".... Im so sorry that happened to you and your mother. Thats... She wasnt a soldier or anything, was she? A frikin needless death... The person directing that elephant deserved what you gave them.."
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She nods "Like on a quest, for instance? How powerful was it? How big was the blast?"
"A quest? Uh...well." he would make a few marks on the ground to indicate the size. "About this big. It's far from the only incantation I've learned, just the most destructive."
*The radius of Fireball*
*20 feet :) Any wizard fanatic like me has that number memorized* She whistles "Damn, thats impressive.. Absolutely huge. You could fit a massive chunk of a formation in that!"
"Yeah, its like from a video game, or D&D. It's awesome, and terrifying!" Asada says both proud and panicked.
*OH GOD I DIDNT THINK ABOUT HOW DND WAS IN THE DND GAME BKJHCFDXGJIOKJIGCFGHJ* "Youll definitely need to work on getting it accurate enough not to hit yourself... But after? Thatll be amazing out there!"
"Yeah, I think it will be easier now that I know how far the fire spreads, I believe I can launch the bead of fire pretty far before it has to be detonated." Asada says as he pulls out his purple tome, flipping the pages to the the one the Fireball incantation is on. The words look like highly complex greek mixed with high level mathematical equations.
"Huh... How the hell do you read that thing?"
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NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science] Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews! Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya! Characters (Outdated)
Breathe in. Breathe out. Breathe in. Breathe out. Breathe in- Breathe out-breathe in breathe out breathe in breathe out breathe in breathe out- God Damn it, Elijah-… what are you doing? You’ve ruined things with Angelo- Regina must be fed up with you- And Leslie.
Elijah is in the woods. He needed to be alone. Studying his crucifix with teary eyes, clutching a discarded bracelet in the other hand. Leslie. She likes me.
Why don’t I like her back?
Why am I like this? Why can’t I just be (1GP)ing normal for one damn second and like her back? She’s funny. She’s smart. She likes me! So why… Why, lord, am I not enamored with her?Elijah sits down against a tree, face in his hands. His thoughts are barely even coherent, so much has happened in the last six hours. He’s overwhelmed. And then there’s the quest. What the Hell am I supposed to do? Why the Hell is it me? Oh God- I’m going to have to go on a quest with Angelo. He looks down, shaky and confused and angry and scared-… Oh God, Angelo. Why was he ever friends with Angelo? Angelo isn’t the type of person he should be friends with. That’s what his parents would say.
So, again, why? Why did I ever get close to him-… was it- no, stop being stupid, Elijah, it’s not that. But what- No, Elijah, you aren’t that kind of person.
Elijah looks to the sky, holding his crucifix in his hands.
God, if you’re up there-… If you… do exist along with all of this Greek… nonsense… am I a sinner? Will my parents think that?
He waits a few seconds. No answer. No brilliant flash of light. No miracle, no Angel sent to guide him towards goodness.
Elijah screams, throwing Angelo’s bracelet across the woods. One second, two second. Elijah isn’t breathing. Then, he snaps out of it.
(1GP)… he thinks, sprinting after it, tears running down his face.
*DAMNNN I love this :)) I love how his thoughts race between 'Elijah' 'I' 'you' and all, cause YES THATS HOW A PANICKED BRAIN THINKS*
*Right?*
*Like so worried and darting though thoughts and rather upset and yeah like constantly and sad and angry and annoyed and worried and oh my gawd Arch you did this so well*
Angelo, hair down and unbraided, is leaning against the Thalia pine, looking over the camp. He seems to be searching for someone, a tired look in his eyes.
Regina walks over "Evenin.. You dont look like you slept much"
Angelo’s expression lights up a little bit upon seeing her. “Regina. Hey. I just had some bad dreams.”
"... Relating to all the [GP] that hit the fan yesterday Im guessing? Luckily, today's a new day" She smiles back "Looking for someone?"
“You, actually.” Angelo says honestly. “I… wanted to maybe ask you about something.”
"Ah, just cant get enough of my aura of glory?" She smirks "Anyways, shoot! Ask away"
Angelo grimaces, looking away. “I.. don’t think I’ll ever see my father again. Or Caellach. Even if I could… I don’t think I’d want to. I’m a coward, Regina. I want to run and pretend like nothing ever happened and that I can live some new life here, with the people I’ve met. But I can’t… I can’t accept that. Just as much as I cant accept that I need to move on. There has to be some sort of middle ground.” He sits on the ground, looking as if he’s going to continue, but stays quiet.
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Caleb sneaks over to him. The temperature drops only slightly, barely noticeable. Caleb has a snowball in his hands.
Lemon stirs, and flicks its tongue out, though Alex doesn’t seem to notice.
Caleb sits on the bed, next to Alex. He was going to pelt Alex with snow while he’s sleeping, it’d be pretty funny… but he looks so peaceful.
Caleb hesitantly pats the snake on the head, smiling.
Alex slowly blinks his eyes open, looking at Caleb groggily. “Wh… huh? Ah.. hi Caleb..” He saws, smiling sleepily.
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Breathe in. Breathe out. Breathe in. Breathe out. Breathe in- Breathe out-breathe in breathe out breathe in breathe out breathe in breathe out- God Damn it, Elijah-… what are you doing? You’ve ruined things with Angelo- Regina must be fed up with you- And Leslie.
Elijah is in the woods. He needed to be alone. Studying his crucifix with teary eyes, clutching a discarded bracelet in the other hand. Leslie. She likes me.
Why don’t I like her back?
Why am I like this? Why can’t I just be (1GP)ing normal for one damn second and like her back? She’s funny. She’s smart. She likes me! So why… Why, lord, am I not enamored with her?Elijah sits down against a tree, face in his hands. His thoughts are barely even coherent, so much has happened in the last six hours. He’s overwhelmed. And then there’s the quest. What the Hell am I supposed to do? Why the Hell is it me? Oh God- I’m going to have to go on a quest with Angelo. He looks down, shaky and confused and angry and scared-… Oh God, Angelo. Why was he ever friends with Angelo? Angelo isn’t the type of person he should be friends with. That’s what his parents would say.
So, again, why? Why did I ever get close to him-… was it- no, stop being stupid, Elijah, it’s not that. But what- No, Elijah, you aren’t that kind of person.
Elijah looks to the sky, holding his crucifix in his hands.
God, if you’re up there-… If you… do exist along with all of this Greek… nonsense… am I a sinner? Will my parents think that?
He waits a few seconds. No answer. No brilliant flash of light. No miracle, no Angel sent to guide him towards goodness.
Elijah screams, throwing Angelo’s bracelet across the woods. One second, two second. Elijah isn’t breathing. Then, he snaps out of it.
(1GP)… he thinks, sprinting after it, tears running down his face.
(can I interact with this?)
*sorry, it’s not meant to be interacted with, it’s a cutscene.*
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
Breathe in. Breathe out. Breathe in. Breathe out. Breathe in- Breathe out-breathe in breathe out breathe in breathe out breathe in breathe out- God Damn it, Elijah-… what are you doing? You’ve ruined things with Angelo- Regina must be fed up with you- And Leslie.
Elijah is in the woods. He needed to be alone. Studying his crucifix with teary eyes, clutching a discarded bracelet in the other hand. Leslie. She likes me.
Why don’t I like her back?
Why am I like this? Why can’t I just be (1GP)ing normal for one damn second and like her back? She’s funny. She’s smart. She likes me! So why… Why, lord, am I not enamored with her?Elijah sits down against a tree, face in his hands. His thoughts are barely even coherent, so much has happened in the last six hours. He’s overwhelmed. And then there’s the quest. What the Hell am I supposed to do? Why the Hell is it me? Oh God- I’m going to have to go on a quest with Angelo. He looks down, shaky and confused and angry and scared-… Oh God, Angelo. Why was he ever friends with Angelo? Angelo isn’t the type of person he should be friends with. That’s what his parents would say.
So, again, why? Why did I ever get close to him-… was it- no, stop being stupid, Elijah, it’s not that. But what- No, Elijah, you aren’t that kind of person.
Elijah looks to the sky, holding his crucifix in his hands.
God, if you’re up there-… If you… do exist along with all of this Greek… nonsense… am I a sinner? Will my parents think that?
He waits a few seconds. No answer. No brilliant flash of light. No miracle, no Angel sent to guide him towards goodness.
Elijah screams, throwing Angelo’s bracelet across the woods. One second, two second. Elijah isn’t breathing. Then, he snaps out of it.
(1GP)… he thinks, sprinting after it, tears running down his face.
(can I interact with this?)
*sorry, it’s not meant to be interacted with, it’s a cutscene.*
(my bad then. do you want to rp)
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they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
I won't be grain of sand Slippin' down the hour glass Watchin' every minute fall through I will pay the price Never satisfied, I'm never gonna be refused
*Hello fellow gay furry... I'm sorry lol X3*
*I take it you want to RP? :3*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
”That seems a noble cause enough. If I am being honest, you are likely already strong enough to protect your family. I doubt many things could kill you, unless gods forbid a titan attacks you.” They say, wrapping a bandage around their side wound.
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Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
Breathe in. Breathe out. Breathe in. Breathe out. Breathe in- Breathe out-breathe in breathe out breathe in breathe out breathe in breathe out- God Damn it, Elijah-… what are you doing? You’ve ruined things with Angelo- Regina must be fed up with you- And Leslie.
Elijah is in the woods. He needed to be alone. Studying his crucifix with teary eyes, clutching a discarded bracelet in the other hand. Leslie. She likes me.
Why don’t I like her back?
Why am I like this? Why can’t I just be (1GP)ing normal for one damn second and like her back? She’s funny. She’s smart. She likes me! So why… Why, lord, am I not enamored with her?Elijah sits down against a tree, face in his hands. His thoughts are barely even coherent, so much has happened in the last six hours. He’s overwhelmed. And then there’s the quest. What the Hell am I supposed to do? Why the Hell is it me? Oh God- I’m going to have to go on a quest with Angelo. He looks down, shaky and confused and angry and scared-… Oh God, Angelo. Why was he ever friends with Angelo? Angelo isn’t the type of person he should be friends with. That’s what my parents would say.
So, again, why? Why did I ever get close to him-… was it- no, stop being stupid, Elijah, it’s not that. But what- No, Elijah, you aren’t that kind of person.
Elijah looks to the sky, holding his crucifix in his hands.
God, if you’re up there-… If you… do exist along with all of this Greek… nonsense… am I a sinner? Will my parents think that?
He waits a few seconds. No answer. No brilliant flash of light. No miracle, no Angel sent to guide him towards goodness.
Elijah screams, throwing Angelo’s bracelet across the woods. One second, two second. Elijah isn’t breathing. Then, he snaps out of it.
(1GP)… he thinks, sprinting after it, tears running down his face.
*DAMNNN I love this :)) I love how his thoughts race between 'Elijah' 'I' 'you' and all, cause YES THATS HOW A PANICKED BRAIN THINKS*
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)
“Ah. The story is.. well, it is not much of something to be shared over small talk. In short, a war elephant killed my mother. It was a graceless death, cruel and unwarranted. I hunted down and slew the beast and its master. Though it was only through my desperate begging to the forests for forgiveness for taking the poor creature’s life did my lady Artemis show up.” They sigh. “She took pity on me, admiring both my hunt and my respect of the life I took.”
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
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Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
"Yeah, I think it will be easier now that I know how far the fire spreads, I believe I can launch the bead of fire pretty far before it has to be detonated." Asada says as he pulls out his purple tome, flipping the pages to the the one the Fireball incantation is on. The words look like highly complex greek mixed with high level mathematical equations.
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
(can I interact with this?)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
I won't be grain of sand
Slippin' down the hour glass
Watchin' every minute fall through
I will pay the price
Never satisfied, I'm never gonna be refused
“I am? Thank you, I try to be nice, it’s hard though, sometimes. What are you doing out here?”
“Oh I’m actually working on making a few of those, I can make you one if you’d like. Consider it a favor.” He says, smiling and giving them a kiss on the cheek.
“I just… my dad sucks and left my mom to fend for herself, and she still managed to be the best mom I could ever ask for… you know man?” He asks, leaning forward, wiping away his tears with a finger.
"Let's hope you are right there. Though I haven't dealt with any monsters yet so.." he says with a chuckle.
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
".... Im so sorry that happened to you and your mother. Thats... She wasnt a soldier or anything, was she? A frikin needless death... The person directing that elephant deserved what you gave them.."
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)
"Huh... How the hell do you read that thing?"
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)
*Right?*
*Like so worried and darting though thoughts and rather upset and yeah like constantly and sad and angry and annoyed and worried and oh my gawd Arch you did this so well*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
Angelo grimaces, looking away. “I.. don’t think I’ll ever see my father again. Or Caellach. Even if I could… I don’t think I’d want to. I’m a coward, Regina. I want to run and pretend like nothing ever happened and that I can live some new life here, with the people I’ve met. But I can’t… I can’t accept that. Just as much as I cant accept that I need to move on. There has to be some sort of middle ground.” He sits on the ground, looking as if he’s going to continue, but stays quiet.
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
Alex slowly blinks his eyes open, looking at Caleb groggily. “Wh… huh? Ah.. hi Caleb..” He saws, smiling sleepily.
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
*sorry, it’s not meant to be interacted with, it’s a cutscene.*
*i can do any. angelo or mykailo?*
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
Ace is wandering around in the forest, not smiling or anything, a bit worried, probably looking for Andrew or mapping or something
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
“Hi, Alex.” He says. He sprinkles a couple of snowflakes onto Alex’s head.
(my bad then. do you want to rp)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
I won't be grain of sand
Slippin' down the hour glass
Watchin' every minute fall through
I will pay the price
Never satisfied, I'm never gonna be refused
*Angelo pls? :3*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.