“Well, for the first one I just summon this armor from the ether,” she says, as some traditional Greek armor coalesces around her, “and the second one, well it’s a lot easier if I just show you.”
“You did just show me the first one. You called them spells? Do you need a special phrase or gesture to make it happen?” Sadbhbán leans forward, curious.
“For this second one yeah. Not so much the first. You ready?”
“I hope so. Don’t destroy anything. Or try to avoid it, I suppose.” Sadbhbán leans back again.
She raises her arms dramatically and whispers a single Greek word under her breath, too soft to hear. A spell comes over Sadbhbán, trying to paralyze his muscles. DC 14 Wis save
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I have several complete Pokedexes | I may be stupid, but at least I’m not smart!
Stay Paranoid!! My Drummer given title is… Swift as the Dragon
*They, not he. Unsure about your second question at the moment, but I know quite a bit of the lore so potentially a veteran - 4 or 5 years?*
*Oh okay.*
A female camper, named Onyx, who has bee nhere for 5 years, walks up the hill behind them in a custom CHB t-shirt.
"Hey! Sadbhbán! You're late. Summer's already started. How are ya?"
*Sadbhán is pronounced like Si-ven, by the way. Don’t worry about the he thing.*
“I am late! It’s good to see you, Onyx.” They make a show of checking an imaginary watch. “What have I missed? Nothing drastic, I hope?”
"Well, first of all, there are a lot of newbies. The Hermes Cabin is... very full. I can't waid until they finish the Nyx cabin for me... So annoying! But, also, theres like, a lot of drama. All those kids trapped in one building... there's been a few fights."
*Doot*
*Thanks.*
“Not too many fights, I hope. You’re not going to mind being in a cabin all by yourself? I kind of like the Hermes bustle, myself. When I’m not being robbed and elbowed. Why are the newbies fighting?”
"Yeah. There's only been one so far. Hah! I hate it. So much noise. It's ironic, being the grandchild of Chaos, but I don't like Chaos. AS for why they were fighting? I have no idea."
“They probably had no idea, to be fair. It’s easy to forget we’re all still young and stupid. Except us, of course.” Sadbhbán pauses and considers. “Nyx is night, right? The night is peaceful. Kind of an absence of Chaos.”
"Eh. I guess. Um... there was something else I was gonna say... Oh! Yeah. There's this new kid, Angelo. He's kinda rude, but... somethigs off about him."
“What do you mean, off? He tries hard to be unlikeable, sure, but I wouldn’t go that far.”
"Well... you being a child of Hecate, *they are, right? If not, ignore this and put whatever their godly parent would be* I thought you might know something about this... Angelo can't see through the mist."
*Yes, they are*. “Not at all? That’s odd. And dangerous. He’s never actually seen a monster, then. He just thinks cops and homeless people want him dead on a regular basis. It also means he probably thinks we’re all crazy. Far as I know, that would need to be deliberate by somebody. The Mist isn’t alive, it doesn’t just decide to screw with people. But gods can decide to screw with people. I’ll keep an eye on him. It’s possible he’s being punished for something, or some god just thought it’d be funny.”
Angelo stares at it for a second, then shakes their hand. “Angelo. Byrne. Where did you learn to hunt?”
Angelo feels the briefest swave of dread and anxiety passes through him before its gone as Andrew replies, "I've been a homeless vagabond since I was 12. Most of what I learned was through trial and error, with a bit out...luck shall we say."
Angelo frowns. “Yea? I’m surprised you didn’t die. 12 year olds aren’t exactly expert survivalists.”
"I'm as surprised as you are, but hey...at least I'm not dead yet." Andrew says with a bit of a laugh as Asada comes over with some cooked venison. "Thanks kid."
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
“Jumping you and robbing you for everything you’re worth.” Angelo says nonchalantly. “I was claimed by Hermes today and he told me I should spend my day robbing people for him.”
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“Well, for the first one I just summon this armor from the ether,” she says, as some traditional Greek armor coalesces around her, “and the second one, well it’s a lot easier if I just show you.”
“You did just show me the first one. You called them spells? Do you need a special phrase or gesture to make it happen?” Sadbhbán leans forward, curious.
“For this second one yeah. Not so much the first. You ready?”
“I hope so. Don’t destroy anything. Or try to avoid it, I suppose.” Sadbhbán leans back again.
She raises her arms dramatically and whispers a single Greek word under her breath, too soft to hear. A spell comes over Sadbhbán, trying to paralyze their muscles. DC 14 Wis save
Regina *After the libary stuff* Is sitting in the amphitheater, polishing and examining her sword
Omar is also in the ampetheater, practicing with their knife
Regina nods slightly to them with a short glance
Omar grins as they almost juggle the knife, tossing it from one hand to another
"... You plan on doing that in the middle of a combat?"
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*They, not he. Unsure about your second question at the moment, but I know quite a bit of the lore so potentially a veteran - 4 or 5 years?*
*Oh okay.*
A female camper, named Onyx, who has bee nhere for 5 years, walks up the hill behind them in a custom CHB t-shirt.
"Hey! Sadbhbán! You're late. Summer's already started. How are ya?"
*Sadbhán is pronounced like Si-ven, by the way. Don’t worry about the he thing.*
“I am late! It’s good to see you, Onyx.” They make a show of checking an imaginary watch. “What have I missed? Nothing drastic, I hope?”
"Well, first of all, there are a lot of newbies. The Hermes Cabin is... very full. I can't waid until they finish the Nyx cabin for me... So annoying! But, also, theres like, a lot of drama. All those kids trapped in one building... there's been a few fights."
*Doot*
*Thanks.*
“Not too many fights, I hope. You’re not going to mind being in a cabin all by yourself? I kind of like the Hermes bustle, myself. When I’m not being robbed and elbowed. Why are the newbies fighting?”
"Yeah. There's only been one so far. Hah! I hate it. So much noise. It's ironic, being the grandchild of Chaos, but I don't like Chaos. AS for why they were fighting? I have no idea."
“They probably had no idea, to be fair. It’s easy to forget we’re all still young and stupid. Except us, of course.” Sadbhbán pauses and considers. “Nyx is night, right? The night is peaceful. Kind of an absence of Chaos.”
"Eh. I guess. Um... there was something else I was gonna say... Oh! Yeah. There's this new kid, Angelo. He's kinda rude, but... somethigs off about him."
“What do you mean, off? He tries hard to be unlikeable, sure, but I wouldn’t go that far.”
"Well... you being a child of Hecate, *they are, right? If not, ignore this and put whatever their godly parent would be* I thought you might know something about this... Angelo can't see through the mist."
*Yes, they are*. “Not at all? That’s odd. And dangerous. He’s never actually seen a monster, then. He just thinks cops and homeless people want him dead on a regular basis. It also means he probably thinks we’re all crazy. Far as I know, that would need to be deliberate by somebody. The Mist isn’t alive, it doesn’t just decide to screw with people. But gods can decide to screw with people. I’ll keep an eye on him. It’s possible he’s being punished for something, or some god just thought it’d be funny.”
"Thanks... I almost killed myself last night from trying to do increasingly powerful cthonic magic, and it was just... like nothing. He started contradicting himself, doing weird stuff... It was strange. And, apparently, theres more to him. Leslie apparently knows more about him, but she refused to tell me... He's strange. I would try and see if magic weapons would work on him, but I doubt that'd go well..."
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Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! I'm usually at Camp Half-Blood, which I moderate, and have seventeen characters on. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
“Well, for the first one I just summon this armor from the ether,” she says, as some traditional Greek armor coalesces around her, “and the second one, well it’s a lot easier if I just show you.”
“You did just show me the first one. You called them spells? Do you need a special phrase or gesture to make it happen?” Sadbhbán leans forward, curious.
“For this second one yeah. Not so much the first. You ready?”
“I hope so. Don’t destroy anything. Or try to avoid it, I suppose.” Sadbhbán leans back again.
She raises her arms dramatically and whispers a single Greek word under her breath, too soft to hear. A spell comes over Sadbhbán, trying to paralyze their muscles. DC 14 Wis save
WIS: 25
“Dosen’t look like it worked, but I think you get the gist.”
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I’m a decent DM and an above average rules lawyer
I have several complete Pokedexes | I may be stupid, but at least I’m not smart!
Stay Paranoid!! My Drummer given title is… Swift as the Dragon
“Which is.. full of witches! No. You do know New York City is full of Irish and Italian people, right? I’m still deranged to the majority of the population. You didn’t answer me about the Mist..”
“I don’t know jack [gp] about Mist or magic or whatever.” He frowns. “Don’t know what you expect me to say anyway.”
“The Mist is a veil that stops regular folk from being able to see monsters and such, and rationalises displays of divine power. Keeps everyone from finding out we exist. Magic is just a catch-all term for stuff we aren’t entirely sure why it works. We just know the whats and wherefores. Would a demonstration help?”
“No. It wouldn’t. I’ve already had plenty of those.” Angelo is silent for a moment. “I really don’t want to talk about.. magic and [gp] right now.”
“Last question, I promise. Who was demonstrating magic? And what exactly were they doing?” Sadbhbán considers. “After that, we can go back to you calling me a nerd and me calling you stupid. Or something else.”
Angelo stares at it for a second, then shakes their hand. “Angelo. Byrne. Where did you learn to hunt?”
Angelo feels the briefest swave of dread and anxiety passes through him before its gone as Andrew replies, "I've been a homeless vagabond since I was 12. Most of what I learned was through trial and error, with a bit out...luck shall we say."
Angelo frowns. “Yea? I’m surprised you didn’t die. 12 year olds aren’t exactly expert survivalists.”
"I'm as surprised as you are, but hey...at least I'm not dead yet." Andrew says with a bit of a laugh as Asada comes over with some cooked venison. "Thanks kid."
Angelo nods. “Mind if I have some?”
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Regina *After the libary stuff* Is sitting in the amphitheater, polishing and examining her sword
Omar is also in the ampetheater, practicing with their knife
Regina nods slightly to them with a short glance
Omar grins as they almost juggle the knife, tossing it from one hand to another
"... You plan on doing that in the middle of a combat?"
"i have. stabbing with both hands is good for getting past someone's gaurd"
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Alignment: Lawful Evil
Fun Fact: i gain more power the more you post on my forum threads. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!
“Well, for the first one I just summon this armor from the ether,” she says, as some traditional Greek armor coalesces around her, “and the second one, well it’s a lot easier if I just show you.”
“You did just show me the first one. You called them spells? Do you need a special phrase or gesture to make it happen?” Sadbhbán leans forward, curious.
“For this second one yeah. Not so much the first. You ready?”
“I hope so. Don’t destroy anything. Or try to avoid it, I suppose.” Sadbhbán leans back again.
She raises her arms dramatically and whispers a single Greek word under her breath, too soft to hear. A spell comes over Sadbhbán, trying to paralyze their muscles. DC 14 Wis save
WIS: 25
“Dosen’t look like it worked, but I think you get the gist.”
“I felt it, for a moment. Paralysis is nasty stuff, though. Did you learn how to do it, or did it just.. happen? Fear response?”
Flip is testing to see how far he can fall. Unfortunately, the highest spot he can find is only 40 feet high...
Onyx is watching him. "Hey! Flip! Try the tamp of the Climbing wall!"
"Oh yeah! Someone mentioned that!"
He meanders over to the climbing wall to start the climb.
"Oh dear. That does not look easy."
He looks up at the looming structure, with its belching lava and protruding spikes.
"I can shadow travel you up there if you want... In fact, I could go much, much higher!"
"Oh, you could? That'd be great, thanks! But maybe only, I don't know, 60 feet up for now. I'm not sure what my limits are."
"Sure! Hold on tight until I tell you to let go!" Onyx. shadow travels up to the top of the climbing wall. "Here we are!"
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Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! I'm usually at Camp Half-Blood, which I moderate, and have seventeen characters on. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
Angelo stares at it for a second, then shakes their hand. “Angelo. Byrne. Where did you learn to hunt?”
Angelo feels the briefest swave of dread and anxiety passes through him before its gone as Andrew replies, "I've been a homeless vagabond since I was 12. Most of what I learned was through trial and error, with a bit out...luck shall we say."
Angelo frowns. “Yea? I’m surprised you didn’t die. 12 year olds aren’t exactly expert survivalists.”
"I'm as surprised as you are, but hey...at least I'm not dead yet." Andrew says with a bit of a laugh as Asada comes over with some cooked venison. "Thanks kid."
Angelo nods. “Mind if I have some?”
"Yeah, sure. There's plenty to go around." Asada says as he goes and grabs a plate for Angelo.
"So, what exactly is there to do at this place?" Andrew asks Angelo as he takes a bite of his food a bit cautiously, before digging in with more vigor after a moment.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Regina *After the libary stuff* Is sitting in the amphitheater, polishing and examining her sword
Omar is also in the ampetheater, practicing with their knife
Regina nods slightly to them with a short glance
Omar grins as they almost juggle the knife, tossing it from one hand to another
"... You plan on doing that in the middle of a combat?"
"i have. stabbing with both hands is good for getting past someone's gaurd"
"I meant the tossing. Its a good way to get disarmed up close"
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“Last question, I promise. Who was demonstrating magic? And what exactly were they doing?” Sadbhbán considers. “After that, we can go back to you calling me a nerd and me calling you stupid. Or something else.”
“I don’t remember. Some girl with a purple shirt. Really damn irritating and said she’s a camp counselor or whatever.” He absentmindedly flips his knife.
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“Well, for the first one I just summon this armor from the ether,” she says, as some traditional Greek armor coalesces around her, “and the second one, well it’s a lot easier if I just show you.”
“You did just show me the first one. You called them spells? Do you need a special phrase or gesture to make it happen?” Sadbhbán leans forward, curious.
“For this second one yeah. Not so much the first. You ready?”
“I hope so. Don’t destroy anything. Or try to avoid it, I suppose.” Sadbhbán leans back again.
She raises her arms dramatically and whispers a single Greek word under her breath, too soft to hear. A spell comes over Sadbhbán, trying to paralyze their muscles. DC 14 Wis save
WIS: 25
“Dosen’t look like it worked, but I think you get the gist.”
“I felt it, for a moment. Paralysis is nasty stuff, though. Did you learn how to do it, or did it just.. happen? Fear response?”
“You’d be surprised. One morning, found it written on a slip of paper lying on my chest when I woke up. Both the word and the choreography. My mom, at least I think it was.”
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I’m a decent DM and an above average rules lawyer
I have several complete Pokedexes | I may be stupid, but at least I’m not smart!
Stay Paranoid!! My Drummer given title is… Swift as the Dragon
May the dice roll ever in your favor
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She raises her arms dramatically and whispers a single Greek word under her breath, too soft to hear. A spell comes over Sadbhbán, trying to paralyze his muscles. DC 14 Wis save
I’m a decent DM and an above average rules lawyer
I have several complete Pokedexes | I may be stupid, but at least I’m not smart!
Stay Paranoid!! My Drummer given title is… Swift as the Dragon
May the dice roll ever in your favor
*Yes, they are*. “Not at all? That’s odd. And dangerous. He’s never actually seen a monster, then. He just thinks cops and homeless people want him dead on a regular basis. It also means he probably thinks we’re all crazy. Far as I know, that would need to be deliberate by somebody. The Mist isn’t alive, it doesn’t just decide to screw with people. But gods can decide to screw with people. I’ll keep an eye on him. It’s possible he’s being punished for something, or some god just thought it’d be funny.”
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
"I'm as surprised as you are, but hey...at least I'm not dead yet." Andrew says with a bit of a laugh as Asada comes over with some cooked venison. "Thanks kid."
"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
“Jumping you and robbing you for everything you’re worth.” Angelo says nonchalantly. “I was claimed by Hermes today and he told me I should spend my day robbing people for him.”
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"Oh, you could? That'd be great, thanks! But maybe only, I don't know, 60 feet up for now. I'm not sure what my limits are."
Roll for Initiative: [roll]1d20+7[/roll]
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WIS: 24
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
"... You plan on doing that in the middle of a combat?"
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!
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"Thanks... I almost killed myself last night from trying to do increasingly powerful cthonic magic, and it was just... like nothing. He started contradicting himself, doing weird stuff... It was strange. And, apparently, theres more to him. Leslie apparently knows more about him, but she refused to tell me... He's strange. I would try and see if magic weapons would work on him, but I doubt that'd go well..."
Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! I'm usually at Camp Half-Blood, which I moderate, and have seventeen characters on. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
DON'T TRUST SALEM AND NANER! I'M ON THE MOST!!!
Camp Half-Blood Archives
“Dosen’t look like it worked, but I think you get the gist.”
I’m a decent DM and an above average rules lawyer
I have several complete Pokedexes | I may be stupid, but at least I’m not smart!
Stay Paranoid!! My Drummer given title is… Swift as the Dragon
May the dice roll ever in your favor
“Last question, I promise. Who was demonstrating magic? And what exactly were they doing?” Sadbhbán considers. “After that, we can go back to you calling me a nerd and me calling you stupid. Or something else.”
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
Angelo nods. “Mind if I have some?”
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making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
"i have. stabbing with both hands is good for getting past someone's gaurd"
Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /Moderator of Vinstreb School for the Gifted /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Lawful Evil
Fun Fact: i gain more power the more you post on my forum threads. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!
“I felt it, for a moment. Paralysis is nasty stuff, though. Did you learn how to do it, or did it just.. happen? Fear response?”
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
(Does anyone want to rp)
Backup account for when I can’t login to my main. Probably won’t see much use
"Sure! Hold on tight until I tell you to let go!" Onyx. shadow travels up to the top of the climbing wall. "Here we are!"
Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! I'm usually at Camp Half-Blood, which I moderate, and have seventeen characters on. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
DON'T TRUST SALEM AND NANER! I'M ON THE MOST!!!
Camp Half-Blood Archives
"Yeah, sure. There's plenty to go around." Asada says as he goes and grabs a plate for Angelo.
"So, what exactly is there to do at this place?" Andrew asks Angelo as he takes a bite of his food a bit cautiously, before digging in with more vigor after a moment.
"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
*Back if anyone wants to star or continue an rp?*
"I meant the tossing. Its a good way to get disarmed up close"
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 don’t remember. Some girl with a purple shirt. Really damn irritating and said she’s a camp counselor or whatever.” He absentmindedly flips his knife.
— 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
“You’d be surprised. One morning, found it written on a slip of paper lying on my chest when I woke up. Both the word and the choreography. My mom, at least I think it was.”
I’m a decent DM and an above average rules lawyer
I have several complete Pokedexes | I may be stupid, but at least I’m not smart!
Stay Paranoid!! My Drummer given title is… Swift as the Dragon
May the dice roll ever in your favor