Liam is sitting where is always is, whittling silently with a sharp rock he found. He seems to be making a spear and a bow for himself out of natural forgeables, doing so with the same silence he always does.
A young girl, around thirteen years old, is walking through the forest. She notices Liam. "Oh! Hello. Who're you?"
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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.
He mimics her movements, waiting for her to make the first strike. “Don’t think so, if I really needed to fight a monster, I have a celestial bronze dagger…”
"Well, lets see what you-" she suddenly rushes in, with speed above almost any other demigod, as she aims a strike at his left shoulder "can do to buy time to draw that"
His eyes widen, and a rush of frigid cold hits her, the temperature now well below 0 degrees. The ground around them starts to freeze over, and it becomes sort of slippery. Caleb raises his sword in defense, not nearly as fast as Regina. Make a dexterity saving through to avoid slipping.
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She manages to keep her footing, and Caleb just barely manages to parry her attack. He takes a few steps back, unimpeded by the frosty terrain. “Since when were you-… so fast?”
She smiles "Since always. I just keep it hidden until its time for something like this" She quickly releases the bind, swinging into his other side with the flat Attack: 20 Damage: 6
That hits, and he yelps again, swinging wildly with his ice sword, also summoning a frigid blast of air.
to hit: 13 damage: 3 slashing+2 cold.
Thats a miss, as she ducks out of the way, with a small slide aside on the ice "Cant be surprised! Its distracting you! Making your swings imprecise. Focus on my blade" Attack: 17 Damage: 11
That hits, and he groans, gritting his teeth. He takes her advice, and swings again.
to hit: 23 damage: 3 slashing, 1 cold.
She attempts a parry, but he's able to swing around it and land a hit. Strangely, this just widens her smile "Perfect.. Now I can go at my full speed!" *Shes adding in her multiattack :D* Attack: 9 Damage: 5 Attack: 25 Damage: 9
He dodges the first strike, but the second hits him, and he stumbles back. Gritting his teeth, he meets her gaze and says, ‘fine, then I get to have some fun too.” He snaps his fingers, and everything goes white. He casts sleet storm. Make a Dex save!
He mimics her movements, waiting for her to make the first strike. “Don’t think so, if I really needed to fight a monster, I have a celestial bronze dagger…”
"Well, lets see what you-" she suddenly rushes in, with speed above almost any other demigod, as she aims a strike at his left shoulder "can do to buy time to draw that"
His eyes widen, and a rush of frigid cold hits her, the temperature now well below 0 degrees. The ground around them starts to freeze over, and it becomes sort of slippery. Caleb raises his sword in defense, not nearly as fast as Regina. Make a dexterity saving through to avoid slipping.
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She manages to keep her footing, and Caleb just barely manages to parry her attack. He takes a few steps back, unimpeded by the frosty terrain. “Since when were you-… so fast?”
She smiles "Since always. I just keep it hidden until its time for something like this" She quickly releases the bind, swinging into his other side with the flat Attack: 20 Damage: 6
That hits, and he yelps again, swinging wildly with his ice sword, also summoning a frigid blast of air.
to hit: 13 damage: 3 slashing+2 cold.
Thats a miss, as she ducks out of the way, with a small slide aside on the ice "Cant be surprised! Its distracting you! Making your swings imprecise. Focus on my blade" Attack: 17 Damage: 11
That hits, and he groans, gritting his teeth. He takes her advice, and swings again.
to hit: 23 damage: 3 slashing, 1 cold.
She attempts a parry, but he's able to swing around it and land a hit. Strangely, this just widens her smile "Perfect.. Now I can go at my full speed!" *Shes adding in her multiattack :D* Attack: 9 Damage: 5 Attack: 25 Damage: 9
He dodges the first strike, but the second hits him, and he stumbles back. Gritting his teeth, he meets her gaze and says, ‘fine, then I get to have some fun too.” He snaps his fingers, and everything goes white. He casts sleet storm. Make a Dex save!
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"Eh. IT wasn't so bad. Life on the streets can be surprisingly... not horrible."
“You must be… resourceful, then. I don’t think I’d be able to do that.”
"Thanks... But I think you'd be able to do it too."
“Awww, thanks. But no, seriously, I’d die.”
"Mmm... I doubt that."
After a few seconds, he bursts out laughing. “What… even is this conversation?”
"Thats... actually a good question." Leslie continues to finish coloring in her picture, and she rests her head on Elijah's shoulder.
Elijah chuckles at her response. When she rests her head on his shoulder, he freezes, shifting uncomfortably a bit.
Leslie continues to color her drawing, and then- "Alright... I think thats good..." Leslie stands up, and shows it to Elijah. "How is it?"
He puts on a smile. “It’s great.”
"Thanks!" Leslie flips through the pages in her notebook, and glances back at Peleus.
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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.
Liam is sitting where is always is, whittling silently with a sharp rock he found. He seems to be making a spear and a bow for himself out of natural forgeables, doing so with the same silence he always does.
A young girl, around thirteen years old, is walking through the forest. She notices Liam. "Oh! Hello. Who're you?"
They seem startled by someone talking to him, his slitted eyes turning to them, before waving to them, speaking softly “Liam… you?”
He mimics her movements, waiting for her to make the first strike. “Don’t think so, if I really needed to fight a monster, I have a celestial bronze dagger…”
"Well, lets see what you-" she suddenly rushes in, with speed above almost any other demigod, as she aims a strike at his left shoulder "can do to buy time to draw that"
His eyes widen, and a rush of frigid cold hits her, the temperature now well below 0 degrees. The ground around them starts to freeze over, and it becomes sort of slippery. Caleb raises his sword in defense, not nearly as fast as Regina. Make a dexterity saving through to avoid slipping.
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She manages to keep her footing, and Caleb just barely manages to parry her attack. He takes a few steps back, unimpeded by the frosty terrain. “Since when were you-… so fast?”
She smiles "Since always. I just keep it hidden until its time for something like this" She quickly releases the bind, swinging into his other side with the flat Attack: 20 Damage: 6
That hits, and he yelps again, swinging wildly with his ice sword, also summoning a frigid blast of air.
to hit: 13 damage: 3 slashing+2 cold.
Thats a miss, as she ducks out of the way, with a small slide aside on the ice "Cant be surprised! Its distracting you! Making your swings imprecise. Focus on my blade" Attack: 17 Damage: 11
That hits, and he groans, gritting his teeth. He takes her advice, and swings again.
to hit: 23 damage: 3 slashing, 1 cold.
She attempts a parry, but he's able to swing around it and land a hit. Strangely, this just widens her smile "Perfect.. Now I can go at my full speed!" *Shes adding in her multiattack :D* Attack: 9 Damage: 5 Attack: 25 Damage: 9
He dodges the first strike, but the second hits him, and he stumbles back. Gritting his teeth, he meets her gaze and says, ‘fine, then I get to have some fun too.” He snaps his fingers, and everything goes white. He casts sleet storm. Make a Dex save!
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She just barely manages to keep herself from slipping. It’s her turn, and Caleb is heavily obscured in the Sleet Storm.
*Sure :))* Regina is outside, whittling something from a thick stick
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*Aaaaaaarch, when's the Capture the Flag game gonna be, again?*
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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.
Liam is sitting where is always is, whittling silently with a sharp rock he found. He seems to be making a spear and a bow for himself out of natural forgeables, doing so with the same silence he always does.
A young girl, around thirteen years old, is walking through the forest. She notices Liam. "Oh! Hello. Who're you?"
They seem startled by someone talking to him, his slitted eyes turning to them, before waving to them, speaking softly “Liam… you?”
"I'm Clover. Clover Chancel. Huh. this is a nice stream you got here!"
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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.
An older camper is pushing a kid of about fourteen into camp. He has blonde hair, brown eyes, and is slumped over. He’s wearing a black hoodie that he has his hands shoved into, and a cut, red and looking infected, runs down his cheek.
A combat medic, by the name of Jacob, rushes up the hill, carrying some medical supplies. He says, "Hey, Jerry. This the new kid? HE looks pretty banged up. Gimme."
“Ow.” The new guy says, touching his cut. “I… Um, faced a wound in battle. Totally didn’t scratch myself with my own sword while fighting a baby cyclops.”
"... Oh. Okay. Well. Waht's your name?" As we talk, Jerry walks away probably to do whatever it is random demigods do.
“Evan. Who are you? They tell me one of my parents is a god…”
I'm Jacob. And yeah. You're a demigod. That means that one of your parents is an anchient greek god.
“But I have a mom and dad. Sure, I’m adopted, but they love me. I don’t want a dad who never visited me and sent me to an orphanage after my mom died giving birth to me!”
"... Oh. Um. Well, sadly, you are a demigod, and you have horrible parents. Now, let me heal you before you die."
“Am I gonna die?”
"If you don't stop squirming? Maybe." Jacob begins to treat and bandage the wound, and then says a quick prayer to apollo.
An older camper is pushing a kid of about fourteen into camp. He has blonde hair, brown eyes, and is slumped over. He’s wearing a black hoodie that he has his hands shoved into, and a cut, red and looking infected, runs down his cheek.
A combat medic, by the name of Jacob, rushes up the hill, carrying some medical supplies. He says, "Hey, Jerry. This the new kid? HE looks pretty banged up. Gimme."
“Ow.” The new guy says, touching his cut. “I… Um, faced a wound in battle. Totally didn’t scratch myself with my own sword while fighting a baby cyclops.”
"... Oh. Okay. Well. Waht's your name?" As we talk, Jerry walks away probably to do whatever it is random demigods do.
“Evan. Who are you? They tell me one of my parents is a god…”
I'm Jacob. And yeah. You're a demigod. That means that one of your parents is an anchient greek god.
“But I have a mom and dad. Sure, I’m adopted, but they love me. I don’t want a dad who never visited me and sent me to an orphanage after my mom died giving birth to me!”
"... Oh. Um. Well, sadly, you are a demigod, and you have horrible parents. Now, let me heal you before you die."
“Am I gonna die?”
"If you don't stop squirming? Maybe." Jacob begins to treat and bandage the wound, and then says a quick prayer to apollo.
“Is Apollo your dad?”
"... That's a good question. I mean, I havn't officially been claimed, but everybody knows that oviously I'm an apollo kid."
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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.
Liam is sitting where is always is, whittling silently with a sharp rock he found. He seems to be making a spear and a bow for himself out of natural forgeables, doing so with the same silence he always does.
A young girl, around thirteen years old, is walking through the forest. She notices Liam. "Oh! Hello. Who're you?"
They seem startled by someone talking to him, his slitted eyes turning to them, before waving to them, speaking softly “Liam… you?”
"I'm Clover. Clover Chancel. Huh. this is a nice stream you got here!"
“Thank you… it’s got good fish… I like fishing…” He points to his stoop, where his fishing rod sits.
"Eh. IT wasn't so bad. Life on the streets can be surprisingly... not horrible."
“You must be… resourceful, then. I don’t think I’d be able to do that.”
"Thanks... But I think you'd be able to do it too."
“Awww, thanks. But no, seriously, I’d die.”
"Mmm... I doubt that."
After a few seconds, he bursts out laughing. “What… even is this conversation?”
"Thats... actually a good question." Leslie continues to finish coloring in her picture, and she rests her head on Elijah's shoulder.
Elijah chuckles at her response. When she rests her head on his shoulder, he freezes, shifting uncomfortably a bit.
Leslie continues to color her drawing, and then- "Alright... I think thats good..." Leslie stands up, and shows it to Elijah. "How is it?"
He puts on a smile. “It’s great.”
"Thanks!" Leslie flips through the pages in her notebook, and glances back at Peleus.
“Are you gonna start another drawing?” He asks, a bit curious.
"Mmm... Maybe... But I don't really like drawing the same thing multiple times... And I've already drawn Peleus a lot..."
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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.
He mimics her movements, waiting for her to make the first strike. “Don’t think so, if I really needed to fight a monster, I have a celestial bronze dagger…”
"Well, lets see what you-" she suddenly rushes in, with speed above almost any other demigod, as she aims a strike at his left shoulder "can do to buy time to draw that"
His eyes widen, and a rush of frigid cold hits her, the temperature now well below 0 degrees. The ground around them starts to freeze over, and it becomes sort of slippery. Caleb raises his sword in defense, not nearly as fast as Regina. Make a dexterity saving through to avoid slipping.
23
She manages to keep her footing, and Caleb just barely manages to parry her attack. He takes a few steps back, unimpeded by the frosty terrain. “Since when were you-… so fast?”
She smiles "Since always. I just keep it hidden until its time for something like this" She quickly releases the bind, swinging into his other side with the flat Attack: 20 Damage: 6
That hits, and he yelps again, swinging wildly with his ice sword, also summoning a frigid blast of air.
to hit: 13 damage: 3 slashing+2 cold.
Thats a miss, as she ducks out of the way, with a small slide aside on the ice "Cant be surprised! Its distracting you! Making your swings imprecise. Focus on my blade" Attack: 17 Damage: 11
That hits, and he groans, gritting his teeth. He takes her advice, and swings again.
to hit: 23 damage: 3 slashing, 1 cold.
She attempts a parry, but he's able to swing around it and land a hit. Strangely, this just widens her smile "Perfect.. Now I can go at my full speed!" *Shes adding in her multiattack :D* Attack: 9 Damage: 5 Attack: 25 Damage: 9
He dodges the first strike, but the second hits him, and he stumbles back. Gritting his teeth, he meets her gaze and says, ‘fine, then I get to have some fun too.” He snaps his fingers, and everything goes white. He casts sleet storm. Make a Dex save!
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She just barely manages to keep herself from slipping. It’s her turn, and Caleb is heavily obscured in the Sleet Storm.
She seems to embrace the sleet, beginning her swings with a strange confidence, as her sword seems to pull her along with shocking accuracy *The only time Ive ever allowed myself to use this feat: AS A GODLY POWER. DIVINE LUCK TO VICTORY* Attack: 18 Damage: 4 Attack: 25 Damage: Unable to parse dice roll. *Thats 2/3 points used :))*
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Liam is sitting where is always is, whittling silently with a sharp rock he found. He seems to be making a spear and a bow for himself out of natural forgeables, doing so with the same silence he always does.
A young girl, around thirteen years old, is walking through the forest. She notices Liam. "Oh! Hello. Who're you?"
They seem startled by someone talking to him, his slitted eyes turning to them, before waving to them, speaking softly “Liam… you?”
"I'm Clover. Clover Chancel. Huh. this is a nice stream you got here!"
“Thank you… it’s got good fish… I like fishing…” He points to his stoop, where his fishing rod sits.
"Huh. I can't really relate. I've never tried fishing."
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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.
An older camper is pushing a kid of about fourteen into camp. He has blonde hair, brown eyes, and is slumped over. He’s wearing a black hoodie that he has his hands shoved into, and a cut, red and looking infected, runs down his cheek.
A combat medic, by the name of Jacob, rushes up the hill, carrying some medical supplies. He says, "Hey, Jerry. This the new kid? HE looks pretty banged up. Gimme."
“Ow.” The new guy says, touching his cut. “I… Um, faced a wound in battle. Totally didn’t scratch myself with my own sword while fighting a baby cyclops.”
"... Oh. Okay. Well. Waht's your name?" As we talk, Jerry walks away probably to do whatever it is random demigods do.
“Evan. Who are you? They tell me one of my parents is a god…”
I'm Jacob. And yeah. You're a demigod. That means that one of your parents is an anchient greek god.
“But I have a mom and dad. Sure, I’m adopted, but they love me. I don’t want a dad who never visited me and sent me to an orphanage after my mom died giving birth to me!”
"... Oh. Um. Well, sadly, you are a demigod, and you have horrible parents. Now, let me heal you before you die."
“Am I gonna die?”
"If you don't stop squirming? Maybe." Jacob begins to treat and bandage the wound, and then says a quick prayer to apollo.
“Is Apollo your dad?”
"... That's a good question. I mean, I havn't officially been claimed, but everybody knows that oviously I'm an apollo kid."
A young girl, around thirteen years old, is walking through the forest. She notices Liam. "Oh! Hello. Who're you?"
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
He dodges the first strike, but the second hits him, and he stumbles back. Gritting his teeth, he meets her gaze and says, ‘fine, then I get to have some fun too.” He snaps his fingers, and everything goes white. He casts sleet storm. Make a Dex save!
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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)
He puts on a smile. “It’s great.”
"Thanks!" Leslie flips through the pages in her notebook, and glances back at Peleus.
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
*Honestly, sure, why not. Don’t know where it is, so could you repost or tell me where to find it?*
They seem startled by someone talking to him, his slitted eyes turning to them, before waving to them, speaking softly “Liam… you?”
She just barely manages to keep herself from slipping. It’s her turn, and Caleb is heavily obscured in the Sleet Storm.
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)
*Aaaaaaarch, when's the Capture the Flag game gonna be, again?*
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
“Are you gonna start another drawing?” He asks, a bit curious.
"I'm Clover. Clover Chancel. Huh. this is a nice stream you got here!"
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
“Is Apollo your dad?”
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
*hopefully when Cyno gets on, or, if that won’t be for a while, maybe in an hour or two, if y’all are still available then.*
"... That's a good question. I mean, I havn't officially been claimed, but everybody knows that oviously I'm an apollo kid."
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
“Thank you… it’s got good fish… I like fishing…” He points to his stoop, where his fishing rod sits.
"Mmm... Maybe... But I don't really like drawing the same thing multiple times... And I've already drawn Peleus a lot..."
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
She seems to embrace the sleet, beginning her swings with a strange confidence, as her sword seems to pull her along with shocking accuracy *The only time Ive ever allowed myself to use this feat: AS A GODLY POWER. DIVINE LUCK TO VICTORY*
Attack: 18 Damage: 4
Attack: 25 Damage: Unable to parse dice roll.
*Thats 2/3 points used :))*
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. I can't really relate. I've never tried fishing."
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
“C-claimed?”
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!