“But this world can be explored too.” He points out. “Although it certainly isn’t relaxing.”
"If you die in real life, you can't just go back and try again..."
“I mean… rebirth, right? In the Underworld?”
"Not the same thing..."
“True. But sometimes you’ve gotta just enjoy the world as it is.”
"....but I like video games...."
“I know. But maybe just the occasional walk? It won’t hurt. I’m not trying to be pushy. You don’t have to, but I’d love to explore this world with you.”
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“Shush. What I am trying to say is that all demigods can see the truth because of their divine heritage.”
”it’s alright…” he smiles half-heartedly.
"Then wouldnt the rare mortals who can see it also pass it? Its only frikin logical..."
"... Is there anything else youd like instead? I can check my collection?"
“That’s not-… no.”
”you’d really do something like that?” He fully smiles now.
"Then whats your idea? You always act like Im the frikin idiot when im the only one of us that thinks and works towards real goals.."
"Of course!! Its what Iolani named me for, after all!"
“Ugh… listen, we can attempt to contact your parents via a magical Iris message. It may appear as something normal to them, like a phone call, but it should hopefully let you communicate with them.”
“She picked a wonderful name for you… alright then, what sorts of stuff do you have? Wait, no, surprise me.”
*hmmmmm… let’s say Caleb is taking a little break after having just climbed to the top of the lava wall and back down.*
From his right, Caleb hears an eerie whistling, sounding like an ancient and arcane quiet song. As he hears it, he remembers a random [1] memory 1- Happy 2- Sad 3- Forgotten 4- Recent 5- Sad 6- Hazy
He looks around curiously for the source of the whistling. Suddenly, he smiles a bit, recalling when Alex first admitted he had feelings for Caleb.
perception: 16
He spots... Odd tracks in the ground, almost like drag marks into the forest in that direction
He examines them curiously, getting up and deciding to follow them.
“Shush. What I am trying to say is that all demigods can see the truth because of their divine heritage.”
”it’s alright…” he smiles half-heartedly.
"Then wouldnt the rare mortals who can see it also pass it? Its only frikin logical..."
"... Is there anything else youd like instead? I can check my collection?"
“That’s not-… no.”
”you’d really do something like that?” He fully smiles now.
"Then whats your idea? You always act like Im the frikin idiot when im the only one of us that thinks and works towards real goals.."
"Of course!! Its what Iolani named me for, after all!"
“Ugh… listen, we can attempt to contact your parents via a magical Iris message. It may appear as something normal to them, like a phone call, but it should hopefully let you communicate with them.”
“She picked a wonderful name for you… alright then, what sorts of stuff do you have? Wait, no, surprise me.”
"... Fricken hopefully. How does it work?"
She smiles "Did I ever explain to you what the name means? If not, I will when I get back!" She starts swimming a bit into the lake
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*hmmmmm… let’s say Caleb is taking a little break after having just climbed to the top of the lava wall and back down.*
From his right, Caleb hears an eerie whistling, sounding like an ancient and arcane quiet song. As he hears it, he remembers a random [1] memory 1- Happy 2- Sad 3- Forgotten 4- Recent 5- Sad 6- Hazy
He looks around curiously for the source of the whistling. Suddenly, he smiles a bit, recalling when Alex first admitted he had feelings for Caleb.
perception: 16
He spots... Odd tracks in the ground, almost like drag marks into the forest in that direction
He examines them curiously, getting up and deciding to follow them.
Eventually he arrives at a tree the whistling seems to be coming from and it just.. Stops. Dead silent. He gets an odd memory. One he doesnt know when it took place... Of him burying something. Here... Right here.
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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)
“Shush. What I am trying to say is that all demigods can see the truth because of their divine heritage.”
”it’s alright…” he smiles half-heartedly.
"Then wouldnt the rare mortals who can see it also pass it? Its only frikin logical..."
"... Is there anything else youd like instead? I can check my collection?"
“That’s not-… no.”
”you’d really do something like that?” He fully smiles now.
"Then whats your idea? You always act like Im the frikin idiot when im the only one of us that thinks and works towards real goals.."
"Of course!! Its what Iolani named me for, after all!"
“Ugh… listen, we can attempt to contact your parents via a magical Iris message. It may appear as something normal to them, like a phone call, but it should hopefully let you communicate with them.”
“She picked a wonderful name for you… alright then, what sorts of stuff do you have? Wait, no, surprise me.”
"... Fricken hopefully. How does it work?"
She smiles "Did I ever explain to you what the name means? If not, I will when I get back!" She starts swimming a bit into the lake
“First, we need to create a rainbow, either through a prism or through water. You offer a golden Drachma- a coin-, to the messenger goddess Iris and she might allow us to send your parents a message.”
“Shush. What I am trying to say is that all demigods can see the truth because of their divine heritage.”
”it’s alright…” he smiles half-heartedly.
"Then wouldnt the rare mortals who can see it also pass it? Its only frikin logical..."
"... Is there anything else youd like instead? I can check my collection?"
“That’s not-… no.”
”you’d really do something like that?” He fully smiles now.
"Then whats your idea? You always act like Im the frikin idiot when im the only one of us that thinks and works towards real goals.."
"Of course!! Its what Iolani named me for, after all!"
“Ugh… listen, we can attempt to contact your parents via a magical Iris message. It may appear as something normal to them, like a phone call, but it should hopefully let you communicate with them.”
“She picked a wonderful name for you… alright then, what sorts of stuff do you have? Wait, no, surprise me.”
"... Fricken hopefully. How does it work?"
She smiles "Did I ever explain to you what the name means? If not, I will when I get back!" She starts swimming a bit into the lake
“First, we need to create a rainbow, either through a prism or through water. You offer a golden Drachma- a coin-, to the messenger goddess Iris and she might allow us to send your parents a message.”
he waits patiently for her, smiling.
"I thought Hermes was the messenger god..? Whatever... Do you have a prism?"
She comes back, holding something behind her back, hidden
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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)
*hmmmmm… let’s say Caleb is taking a little break after having just climbed to the top of the lava wall and back down.*
From his right, Caleb hears an eerie whistling, sounding like an ancient and arcane quiet song. As he hears it, he remembers a random [1] memory 1- Happy 2- Sad 3- Forgotten 4- Recent 5- Sad 6- Hazy
He looks around curiously for the source of the whistling. Suddenly, he smiles a bit, recalling when Alex first admitted he had feelings for Caleb.
perception: 16
He spots... Odd tracks in the ground, almost like drag marks into the forest in that direction
He examines them curiously, getting up and deciding to follow them.
Eventually he arrives at a tree the whistling seems to be coming from and it just.. Stops. Dead silent. He gets an odd memory. One he doesnt know when it took place... Of him burying something. Here... Right here.
He pauses, confused. He looks around, this memory unfamiliar to him…
his curiosity gets the better of him. He kneels down in the dirt, trying to see if he can uncover anything. He may also summon tools made of ice if that’s necessary.
*hmmmmm… let’s say Caleb is taking a little break after having just climbed to the top of the lava wall and back down.*
From his right, Caleb hears an eerie whistling, sounding like an ancient and arcane quiet song. As he hears it, he remembers a random [1] memory 1- Happy 2- Sad 3- Forgotten 4- Recent 5- Sad 6- Hazy
He looks around curiously for the source of the whistling. Suddenly, he smiles a bit, recalling when Alex first admitted he had feelings for Caleb.
perception: 16
He spots... Odd tracks in the ground, almost like drag marks into the forest in that direction
He examines them curiously, getting up and deciding to follow them.
Eventually he arrives at a tree the whistling seems to be coming from and it just.. Stops. Dead silent. He gets an odd memory. One he doesnt know when it took place... Of him burying something. Here... Right here.
He pauses, confused. He looks around, this memory unfamiliar to him…
his curiosity gets the better of him. He kneels down in the dirt, trying to see if he can uncover anything. He may also summon tools made of ice if that’s necessary.
After digging down around a foot, he finds a small pendent in the shape of a tiny hourglass, with light blue sand
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“Only a week so, Apollo cabin has really fast healing stuff.”
"I'll say. They fixed my burns in about two weeks"
“When did you get burned?”
"i got too close to apollo cabin when it burned down"
“The Hermes cabin, you mean?”
"ah! yep. i misspoke. hermes cabin"
“I wouldn’t be surprised if another cabin burned down…”
"yeah. the chaos is only getting worse"
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About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes/ general of the goose horde/ holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor/ king of madness / The FBI/ The Tele-Visionary/ The Pawless Wizard/ The Infinite Fractal/ Admin of The Academy/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
“Shush. What I am trying to say is that all demigods can see the truth because of their divine heritage.”
”it’s alright…” he smiles half-heartedly.
"Then wouldnt the rare mortals who can see it also pass it? Its only frikin logical..."
"... Is there anything else youd like instead? I can check my collection?"
“That’s not-… no.”
”you’d really do something like that?” He fully smiles now.
"Then whats your idea? You always act like Im the frikin idiot when im the only one of us that thinks and works towards real goals.."
"Of course!! Its what Iolani named me for, after all!"
“Ugh… listen, we can attempt to contact your parents via a magical Iris message. It may appear as something normal to them, like a phone call, but it should hopefully let you communicate with them.”
“She picked a wonderful name for you… alright then, what sorts of stuff do you have? Wait, no, surprise me.”
"... Fricken hopefully. How does it work?"
She smiles "Did I ever explain to you what the name means? If not, I will when I get back!" She starts swimming a bit into the lake
“First, we need to create a rainbow, either through a prism or through water. You offer a golden Drachma- a coin-, to the messenger goddess Iris and she might allow us to send your parents a message.”
he waits patiently for her, smiling.
"I thought Hermes was the messenger god..? Whatever... Do you have a prism?"
She comes back, holding something behind her back, hidden
“There are multiple messenger gods… and no, but we won’t need one.” She holds out her hand, and droplets of water begin to coalesce in the air in front of her, creating a bit of a mist.
*hmmmmm… let’s say Caleb is taking a little break after having just climbed to the top of the lava wall and back down.*
From his right, Caleb hears an eerie whistling, sounding like an ancient and arcane quiet song. As he hears it, he remembers a random [1] memory 1- Happy 2- Sad 3- Forgotten 4- Recent 5- Sad 6- Hazy
He looks around curiously for the source of the whistling. Suddenly, he smiles a bit, recalling when Alex first admitted he had feelings for Caleb.
perception: 16
He spots... Odd tracks in the ground, almost like drag marks into the forest in that direction
He examines them curiously, getting up and deciding to follow them.
Eventually he arrives at a tree the whistling seems to be coming from and it just.. Stops. Dead silent. He gets an odd memory. One he doesnt know when it took place... Of him burying something. Here... Right here.
He pauses, confused. He looks around, this memory unfamiliar to him…
his curiosity gets the better of him. He kneels down in the dirt, trying to see if he can uncover anything. He may also summon tools made of ice if that’s necessary.
After digging down around a foot, he finds a small pendent in the shape of a tiny hourglass, with light blue sand
He examines it closely, interested. He turns over the hourglass, watching the sand fall.
“Shush. What I am trying to say is that all demigods can see the truth because of their divine heritage.”
”it’s alright…” he smiles half-heartedly.
"Then wouldnt the rare mortals who can see it also pass it? Its only frikin logical..."
"... Is there anything else youd like instead? I can check my collection?"
“That’s not-… no.”
”you’d really do something like that?” He fully smiles now.
"Then whats your idea? You always act like Im the frikin idiot when im the only one of us that thinks and works towards real goals.."
"Of course!! Its what Iolani named me for, after all!"
“Ugh… listen, we can attempt to contact your parents via a magical Iris message. It may appear as something normal to them, like a phone call, but it should hopefully let you communicate with them.”
“She picked a wonderful name for you… alright then, what sorts of stuff do you have? Wait, no, surprise me.”
"... Fricken hopefully. How does it work?"
She smiles "Did I ever explain to you what the name means? If not, I will when I get back!" She starts swimming a bit into the lake
“First, we need to create a rainbow, either through a prism or through water. You offer a golden Drachma- a coin-, to the messenger goddess Iris and she might allow us to send your parents a message.”
he waits patiently for her, smiling.
"I thought Hermes was the messenger god..? Whatever... Do you have a prism?"
She comes back, holding something behind her back, hidden
“There are multiple messenger gods… and no, but we won’t need one.” She holds out her hand, and droplets of water begin to coalesce in the air in front of her, creating a bit of a mist.
he chuckles. “Alright, I’m ready, what is it?”
"Of course there are... Cant keep any of this crap simple.... You got gold, too?"
"First, Id like you to answer my question from earlier. Did I tell you what my name means?"
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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)
*hmmmmm… let’s say Caleb is taking a little break after having just climbed to the top of the lava wall and back down.*
From his right, Caleb hears an eerie whistling, sounding like an ancient and arcane quiet song. As he hears it, he remembers a random [1] memory 1- Happy 2- Sad 3- Forgotten 4- Recent 5- Sad 6- Hazy
He looks around curiously for the source of the whistling. Suddenly, he smiles a bit, recalling when Alex first admitted he had feelings for Caleb.
perception: 16
He spots... Odd tracks in the ground, almost like drag marks into the forest in that direction
He examines them curiously, getting up and deciding to follow them.
Eventually he arrives at a tree the whistling seems to be coming from and it just.. Stops. Dead silent. He gets an odd memory. One he doesnt know when it took place... Of him burying something. Here... Right here.
He pauses, confused. He looks around, this memory unfamiliar to him…
his curiosity gets the better of him. He kneels down in the dirt, trying to see if he can uncover anything. He may also summon tools made of ice if that’s necessary.
After digging down around a foot, he finds a small pendent in the shape of a tiny hourglass, with light blue sand
He examines it closely, interested. He turns over the hourglass, watching the sand fall.
Strangely, it doesnt, staying exactly where it is, floating... He spots a small paper in the hole
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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)
“Shush. What I am trying to say is that all demigods can see the truth because of their divine heritage.”
”it’s alright…” he smiles half-heartedly.
"Then wouldnt the rare mortals who can see it also pass it? Its only frikin logical..."
"... Is there anything else youd like instead? I can check my collection?"
“That’s not-… no.”
”you’d really do something like that?” He fully smiles now.
"Then whats your idea? You always act like Im the frikin idiot when im the only one of us that thinks and works towards real goals.."
"Of course!! Its what Iolani named me for, after all!"
“Ugh… listen, we can attempt to contact your parents via a magical Iris message. It may appear as something normal to them, like a phone call, but it should hopefully let you communicate with them.”
“She picked a wonderful name for you… alright then, what sorts of stuff do you have? Wait, no, surprise me.”
"... Fricken hopefully. How does it work?"
She smiles "Did I ever explain to you what the name means? If not, I will when I get back!" She starts swimming a bit into the lake
“First, we need to create a rainbow, either through a prism or through water. You offer a golden Drachma- a coin-, to the messenger goddess Iris and she might allow us to send your parents a message.”
he waits patiently for her, smiling.
"I thought Hermes was the messenger god..? Whatever... Do you have a prism?"
She comes back, holding something behind her back, hidden
“There are multiple messenger gods… and no, but we won’t need one.” She holds out her hand, and droplets of water begin to coalesce in the air in front of her, creating a bit of a mist.
he chuckles. “Alright, I’m ready, what is it?”
"Of course there are... Cant keep any of this crap simple.... You got gold, too?"
"First, Id like you to answer my question from earlier. Did I tell you what my name means?"
“I do.” She hands him a golden Drachma. “Now you need to say, ‘o Iris, Goddess of the rainbow, please accept my offering,’ and then you need to say who you want to contact.”
*hmmmmm… let’s say Caleb is taking a little break after having just climbed to the top of the lava wall and back down.*
From his right, Caleb hears an eerie whistling, sounding like an ancient and arcane quiet song. As he hears it, he remembers a random [1] memory 1- Happy 2- Sad 3- Forgotten 4- Recent 5- Sad 6- Hazy
He looks around curiously for the source of the whistling. Suddenly, he smiles a bit, recalling when Alex first admitted he had feelings for Caleb.
perception: 16
He spots... Odd tracks in the ground, almost like drag marks into the forest in that direction
He examines them curiously, getting up and deciding to follow them.
Eventually he arrives at a tree the whistling seems to be coming from and it just.. Stops. Dead silent. He gets an odd memory. One he doesnt know when it took place... Of him burying something. Here... Right here.
He pauses, confused. He looks around, this memory unfamiliar to him…
his curiosity gets the better of him. He kneels down in the dirt, trying to see if he can uncover anything. He may also summon tools made of ice if that’s necessary.
After digging down around a foot, he finds a small pendent in the shape of a tiny hourglass, with light blue sand
He examines it closely, interested. He turns over the hourglass, watching the sand fall.
Strangely, it doesnt, staying exactly where it is, floating... He spots a small paper in the hole
He stares at it for a while, intrigued. He then notices the paper, taking it out of the hole and examining that.
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“I know. But maybe just the occasional walk? It won’t hurt. I’m not trying to be pushy. You don’t have to, but I’d love to explore this world with you.”
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Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
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“Ugh… listen, we can attempt to contact your parents via a magical Iris message. It may appear as something normal to them, like a phone call, but it should hopefully let you communicate with them.”
“She picked a wonderful name for you… alright then, what sorts of stuff do you have? Wait, no, surprise me.”
He examines them curiously, getting up and deciding to follow them.
"... Fricken hopefully. How does it work?"
She smiles "Did I ever explain to you what the name means? If not, I will when I get back!" She starts swimming a bit into the lake
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)
Eventually he arrives at a tree the whistling seems to be coming from and it just.. Stops. Dead silent. He gets an odd memory. One he doesnt know when it took place... Of him burying something. Here... Right here.
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)
“First, we need to create a rainbow, either through a prism or through water. You offer a golden Drachma- a coin-, to the messenger goddess Iris and she might allow us to send your parents a message.”
he waits patiently for her, smiling.
"I thought Hermes was the messenger god..? Whatever... Do you have a prism?"
She comes back, holding something behind her back, hidden
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)
*gtg but will be back after dinner.*
Your local friendly stupid doop!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
Extended Signature!
He pauses, confused. He looks around, this memory unfamiliar to him…
his curiosity gets the better of him. He kneels down in the dirt, trying to see if he can uncover anything. He may also summon tools made of ice if that’s necessary.
He chuckles. “I do?”
After digging down around a foot, he finds a small pendent in the shape of a tiny hourglass, with light blue sand
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)
"yeah. the chaos is only getting worse"
Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes/ general of the goose horde/ holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor/ king of madness / The FBI/ The Tele-Visionary/ The Pawless Wizard/ The Infinite Fractal/ Admin of The Academy/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Neutral Evil
Currently rampaging through life
“There are multiple messenger gods… and no, but we won’t need one.” She holds out her hand, and droplets of water begin to coalesce in the air in front of her, creating a bit of a mist.
he chuckles. “Alright, I’m ready, what is it?”
He examines it closely, interested. He turns over the hourglass, watching the sand fall.
"Of course there are... Cant keep any of this crap simple.... You got gold, too?"
"First, Id like you to answer my question from earlier. Did I tell you what my name means?"
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)
Strangely, it doesnt, staying exactly where it is, floating... He spots a small paper in the hole
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)
“I do.” She hands him a golden Drachma. “Now you need to say, ‘o Iris, Goddess of the rainbow, please accept my offering,’ and then you need to say who you want to contact.”
”uh, yeah, it means Gift, right?”
He stares at it for a while, intrigued. He then notices the paper, taking it out of the hole and examining that.