Masha is running through the forests of camp half blood, a look of terror on her face. Her wounds from the day before are completely healed, but now deep gashes cut through her skin, almost like claw marks.
Fael steps into her path, "stop"
"Oh! Fael! Hi there! I went into your cabin, or I assume it was your cabin, it's the little fort thing, right? Anyways, it was haunted, I exploded it, the ghost tried to possess me, I fought back, and yeah. Um. Sorry about trying to kill you. No hard feelings?"
A loud roar reverberates through the forest.
"You just want to get past me, not happening."
"Ah- listen... So, funny story, I might've agroed a draken, and we kinda should get out of here..."
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The clocks run out, too late to wake up. You're locked under this nightmare's thumb. Begging you hide and run.
Masha is running through the forests of camp half blood, a look of terror on her face. Her wounds from the day before are completely healed, but now deep gashes cut through her skin, almost like claw marks.
Fael steps into her path, "stop"
"Oh! Fael! Hi there! I went into your cabin, or I assume it was your cabin, it's the little fort thing, right? Anyways, it was haunted, I exploded it, the ghost tried to possess me, I fought back, and yeah. Um. Sorry about trying to kill you. No hard feelings?"
A loud roar reverberates through the forest.
"You just want to get past me, not happening."
"Ah- listen... So, funny story, I might've agroed a draken, and we kinda should get out of here..."
"I can fly, remember? I can let it kill you, or you can swear on the styx to not harm me"
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Hello! Call me Gato (Cat in Spanish) My pronouns are They/them, but they can fluctuate. I am a teenage boy. I have Insomnia, ADHD, Depression (Maybe), and anxiety. I'm also Genderfluid, Pansexual, and Aromantic, but this community means the world to me; you cannot change that about me NOW, ALL HAIL O_MERLIN_O. 4D8 ATTEMPT:[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]=[roll][roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll] I have adopted Golden; they are my D&D child, DON'T JUDGE
Masha is running through the forests of camp half blood, a look of terror on her face. Her wounds from the day before are completely healed, but now deep gashes cut through her skin, almost like claw marks.
Fael steps into her path, "stop"
"Oh! Fael! Hi there! I went into your cabin, or I assume it was your cabin, it's the little fort thing, right? Anyways, it was haunted, I exploded it, the ghost tried to possess me, I fought back, and yeah. Um. Sorry about trying to kill you. No hard feelings?"
A loud roar reverberates through the forest.
"You just want to get past me, not happening."
"Ah- listen... So, funny story, I might've agroed a draken, and we kinda should get out of here..."
"I can fly, remember? I can let it kill you, or you can swear on the styx to not harm me"
After considering it, she responds slowly, thinking through her words. "Alright. I, Masha Castro, including the Silver Tongued Snake, swear on the River Styx to try my best to not physically harm you, unless under the threat of death."
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The clocks run out, too late to wake up. You're locked under this nightmare's thumb. Begging you hide and run.
Masha is running through the forests of camp half blood, a look of terror on her face. Her wounds from the day before are completely healed, but now deep gashes cut through her skin, almost like claw marks.
Fael steps into her path, "stop"
"Oh! Fael! Hi there! I went into your cabin, or I assume it was your cabin, it's the little fort thing, right? Anyways, it was haunted, I exploded it, the ghost tried to possess me, I fought back, and yeah. Um. Sorry about trying to kill you. No hard feelings?"
A loud roar reverberates through the forest.
"You just want to get past me, not happening."
"Ah- listen... So, funny story, I might've agroed a draken, and we kinda should get out of here..."
"I can fly, remember? I can let it kill you, or you can swear on the styx to not harm me"
After considering it, she responds slowly, thinking through her words. "Alright. I, Masha Castro, including the Silver Tongued Snake, swear on the River Styx to try my best to not physically harm you, unless under the threat of death."
"Them you may run, they step aside"
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Hello! Call me Gato (Cat in Spanish) My pronouns are They/them, but they can fluctuate. I am a teenage boy. I have Insomnia, ADHD, Depression (Maybe), and anxiety. I'm also Genderfluid, Pansexual, and Aromantic, but this community means the world to me; you cannot change that about me NOW, ALL HAIL O_MERLIN_O. 4D8 ATTEMPT:[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]=[roll][roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll] I have adopted Golden; they are my D&D child, DON'T JUDGE
Masha is running through the forests of camp half blood, a look of terror on her face. Her wounds from the day before are completely healed, but now deep gashes cut through her skin, almost like claw marks.
Fael steps into her path, "stop"
"Oh! Fael! Hi there! I went into your cabin, or I assume it was your cabin, it's the little fort thing, right? Anyways, it was haunted, I exploded it, the ghost tried to possess me, I fought back, and yeah. Um. Sorry about trying to kill you. No hard feelings?"
A loud roar reverberates through the forest.
"You just want to get past me, not happening."
"Ah- listen... So, funny story, I might've agroed a draken, and we kinda should get out of here..."
"I can fly, remember? I can let it kill you, or you can swear on the styx to not harm me"
After considering it, she responds slowly, thinking through her words. "Alright. I, Masha Castro, including the Silver Tongued Snake, swear on the River Styx to try my best to not physically harm you, unless under the threat of death."
"Them you may run, they step aside"
"ALRIGHT! YOU SHOULD PROBABLY RUN AS WELL! ALSO I'VE ALREADY THOUGHT OF TEN POSSIBLE LOOPHOLES THAT WOULD WORK SO BYE!!!!"
She sprints away, and the dull thudding of the footsteps of a dragon echo through the forest.
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The clocks run out, too late to wake up. You're locked under this nightmare's thumb. Begging you hide and run.
Masha is running through the forests of camp half blood, a look of terror on her face. Her wounds from the day before are completely healed, but now deep gashes cut through her skin, almost like claw marks.
Fael steps into her path, "stop"
"Oh! Fael! Hi there! I went into your cabin, or I assume it was your cabin, it's the little fort thing, right? Anyways, it was haunted, I exploded it, the ghost tried to possess me, I fought back, and yeah. Um. Sorry about trying to kill you. No hard feelings?"
A loud roar reverberates through the forest.
"You just want to get past me, not happening."
"Ah- listen... So, funny story, I might've agroed a draken, and we kinda should get out of here..."
"I can fly, remember? I can let it kill you, or you can swear on the styx to not harm me"
After considering it, she responds slowly, thinking through her words. "Alright. I, Masha Castro, including the Silver Tongued Snake, swear on the River Styx to try my best to not physically harm you, unless under the threat of death."
"Them you may run, they step aside"
"ALRIGHT! YOU SHOULD PROBABLY RUN AS WELL! ALSO I'VE ALREADY THOUGHT OF TEN POSSIBLE LOOPHOLES THAT WOULD WORK SO BYE!!!!"
She sprints away, and the dull thudding of the footsteps of a dragon echo through the forest.
"Dont worry, you dont want to try"
Fael flys up
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Hello! Call me Gato (Cat in Spanish) My pronouns are They/them, but they can fluctuate. I am a teenage boy. I have Insomnia, ADHD, Depression (Maybe), and anxiety. I'm also Genderfluid, Pansexual, and Aromantic, but this community means the world to me; you cannot change that about me NOW, ALL HAIL O_MERLIN_O. 4D8 ATTEMPT:[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]=[roll][roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll] I have adopted Golden; they are my D&D child, DON'T JUDGE
Masha is running through the forests of camp half blood, a look of terror on her face. Her wounds from the day before are completely healed, but now deep gashes cut through her skin, almost like claw marks.
Fael steps into her path, "stop"
"Oh! Fael! Hi there! I went into your cabin, or I assume it was your cabin, it's the little fort thing, right? Anyways, it was haunted, I exploded it, the ghost tried to possess me, I fought back, and yeah. Um. Sorry about trying to kill you. No hard feelings?"
A loud roar reverberates through the forest.
"You just want to get past me, not happening."
"Ah- listen... So, funny story, I might've agroed a draken, and we kinda should get out of here..."
"I can fly, remember? I can let it kill you, or you can swear on the styx to not harm me"
After considering it, she responds slowly, thinking through her words. "Alright. I, Masha Castro, including the Silver Tongued Snake, swear on the River Styx to try my best to not physically harm you, unless under the threat of death."
"Them you may run, they step aside"
"ALRIGHT! YOU SHOULD PROBABLY RUN AS WELL! ALSO I'VE ALREADY THOUGHT OF TEN POSSIBLE LOOPHOLES THAT WOULD WORK SO BYE!!!!"
She sprints away, and the dull thudding of the footsteps of a dragon echo through the forest.
"Dont worry, you dont want to try"
Fael flys up
As he flies upwards, and gains a birds eye view of the situation, he sees something moving through the forest. About the size and length of a subway train, the dragon stomps its way through the forest, it's crest occasionally flaring out in a dazzling display of hypnotic colors. It's headlamp-like eyes sweep through the trees, looking for prey. Easily three or four times the length of Peleus, this dragon is bad news. Insight check!
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The clocks run out, too late to wake up. You're locked under this nightmare's thumb. Begging you hide and run.
Masha is running through the forests of camp half blood, a look of terror on her face. Her wounds from the day before are completely healed, but now deep gashes cut through her skin, almost like claw marks.
Fael steps into her path, "stop"
"Oh! Fael! Hi there! I went into your cabin, or I assume it was your cabin, it's the little fort thing, right? Anyways, it was haunted, I exploded it, the ghost tried to possess me, I fought back, and yeah. Um. Sorry about trying to kill you. No hard feelings?"
A loud roar reverberates through the forest.
"You just want to get past me, not happening."
"Ah- listen... So, funny story, I might've agroed a draken, and we kinda should get out of here..."
"I can fly, remember? I can let it kill you, or you can swear on the styx to not harm me"
After considering it, she responds slowly, thinking through her words. "Alright. I, Masha Castro, including the Silver Tongued Snake, swear on the River Styx to try my best to not physically harm you, unless under the threat of death."
"Them you may run, they step aside"
"ALRIGHT! YOU SHOULD PROBABLY RUN AS WELL! ALSO I'VE ALREADY THOUGHT OF TEN POSSIBLE LOOPHOLES THAT WOULD WORK SO BYE!!!!"
She sprints away, and the dull thudding of the footsteps of a dragon echo through the forest.
"Dont worry, you dont want to try"
Fael flys up
As he flies upwards, and gains a birds eye view of the situation, he sees something moving through the forest. About the size and length of a subway train, the dragon stomps its way through the forest, it's crest occasionally flaring out in a dazzling display of hypnotic colors. It's headlamp-like eyes sweep through the trees, looking for prey. Easily three or four times the length of Peleus, this dragon is bad news. Insight check!
18
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Hello! Call me Gato (Cat in Spanish) My pronouns are They/them, but they can fluctuate. I am a teenage boy. I have Insomnia, ADHD, Depression (Maybe), and anxiety. I'm also Genderfluid, Pansexual, and Aromantic, but this community means the world to me; you cannot change that about me NOW, ALL HAIL O_MERLIN_O. 4D8 ATTEMPT:[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]=[roll][roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll] I have adopted Golden; they are my D&D child, DON'T JUDGE
Masha is running through the forests of camp half blood, a look of terror on her face. Her wounds from the day before are completely healed, but now deep gashes cut through her skin, almost like claw marks.
Fael steps into her path, "stop"
"Oh! Fael! Hi there! I went into your cabin, or I assume it was your cabin, it's the little fort thing, right? Anyways, it was haunted, I exploded it, the ghost tried to possess me, I fought back, and yeah. Um. Sorry about trying to kill you. No hard feelings?"
A loud roar reverberates through the forest.
"You just want to get past me, not happening."
"Ah- listen... So, funny story, I might've agroed a draken, and we kinda should get out of here..."
"I can fly, remember? I can let it kill you, or you can swear on the styx to not harm me"
After considering it, she responds slowly, thinking through her words. "Alright. I, Masha Castro, including the Silver Tongued Snake, swear on the River Styx to try my best to not physically harm you, unless under the threat of death."
"Them you may run, they step aside"
"ALRIGHT! YOU SHOULD PROBABLY RUN AS WELL! ALSO I'VE ALREADY THOUGHT OF TEN POSSIBLE LOOPHOLES THAT WOULD WORK SO BYE!!!!"
She sprints away, and the dull thudding of the footsteps of a dragon echo through the forest.
"Dont worry, you dont want to try"
Fael flys up
As she flies upwards, and gains a birds eye view of the situation, she sees something moving through the forest. About the size and length of a subway train, the dragon stomps its way through the forest, it's crest occasionally flaring out in a dazzling display of hypnotic colors. It's headlamp-like eyes sweep through the trees, looking for prey. Easily three or four times the length of Peleus, this drakon is bad news. Insight check!
18
They realize that the way Masha stops for a 'rest' whenever the drakon is about to lose track of her, and how she's making her way towards camp, that Masha isn't trying to get away from the beast. No... she's luring it towards camp.
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The clocks run out, too late to wake up. You're locked under this nightmare's thumb. Begging you hide and run.
Masha is running through the forests of camp half blood, a look of terror on her face. Her wounds from the day before are completely healed, but now deep gashes cut through her skin, almost like claw marks.
Fael steps into her path, "stop"
"Oh! Fael! Hi there! I went into your cabin, or I assume it was your cabin, it's the little fort thing, right? Anyways, it was haunted, I exploded it, the ghost tried to possess me, I fought back, and yeah. Um. Sorry about trying to kill you. No hard feelings?"
A loud roar reverberates through the forest.
"You just want to get past me, not happening."
"Ah- listen... So, funny story, I might've agroed a draken, and we kinda should get out of here..."
"I can fly, remember? I can let it kill you, or you can swear on the styx to not harm me"
After considering it, she responds slowly, thinking through her words. "Alright. I, Masha Castro, including the Silver Tongued Snake, swear on the River Styx to try my best to not physically harm you, unless under the threat of death."
"Them you may run, they step aside"
"ALRIGHT! YOU SHOULD PROBABLY RUN AS WELL! ALSO I'VE ALREADY THOUGHT OF TEN POSSIBLE LOOPHOLES THAT WOULD WORK SO BYE!!!!"
She sprints away, and the dull thudding of the footsteps of a dragon echo through the forest.
"Dont worry, you dont want to try"
Fael flys up
As she flies upwards, and gains a birds eye view of the situation, she sees something moving through the forest. About the size and length of a subway train, the dragon stomps its way through the forest, it's crest occasionally flaring out in a dazzling display of hypnotic colors. It's headlamp-like eyes sweep through the trees, looking for prey. Easily three or four times the length of Peleus, this drakon is bad news. Insight check!
18
They realize that the way Masha stops for a 'rest' whenever the drakon is about to lose track of her, and how she's making her way towards camp, that Masha isn't trying to get away from the beast. No... she's luring it towards camp.
"That little liar," she will shoot Masha from where she is
Two attacks Attack: 21 Damage: 12 + 9 lightning damage
Two attacks Attack: 15 Damage: 12 + 6 lightning damage
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Hello! Call me Gato (Cat in Spanish) My pronouns are They/them, but they can fluctuate. I am a teenage boy. I have Insomnia, ADHD, Depression (Maybe), and anxiety. I'm also Genderfluid, Pansexual, and Aromantic, but this community means the world to me; you cannot change that about me NOW, ALL HAIL O_MERLIN_O. 4D8 ATTEMPT:[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]=[roll][roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll] I have adopted Golden; they are my D&D child, DON'T JUDGE
Masha is running through the forests of camp half blood, a look of terror on her face. Her wounds from the day before are completely healed, but now deep gashes cut through her skin, almost like claw marks.
Fael steps into her path, "stop"
"Oh! Fael! Hi there! I went into your cabin, or I assume it was your cabin, it's the little fort thing, right? Anyways, it was haunted, I exploded it, the ghost tried to possess me, I fought back, and yeah. Um. Sorry about trying to kill you. No hard feelings?"
A loud roar reverberates through the forest.
"You just want to get past me, not happening."
"Ah- listen... So, funny story, I might've agroed a draken, and we kinda should get out of here..."
"I can fly, remember? I can let it kill you, or you can swear on the styx to not harm me"
After considering it, she responds slowly, thinking through her words. "Alright. I, Masha Castro, including the Silver Tongued Snake, swear on the River Styx to try my best to not physically harm you, unless under the threat of death."
"Them you may run, they step aside"
"ALRIGHT! YOU SHOULD PROBABLY RUN AS WELL! ALSO I'VE ALREADY THOUGHT OF TEN POSSIBLE LOOPHOLES THAT WOULD WORK SO BYE!!!!"
She sprints away, and the dull thudding of the footsteps of a dragon echo through the forest.
"Dont worry, you dont want to try"
Fael flys up
As she flies upwards, and gains a birds eye view of the situation, she sees something moving through the forest. About the size and length of a subway train, the dragon stomps its way through the forest, it's crest occasionally flaring out in a dazzling display of hypnotic colors. It's headlamp-like eyes sweep through the trees, looking for prey. Easily three or four times the length of Peleus, this drakon is bad news. Insight check!
18
They realize that the way Masha stops for a 'rest' whenever the drakon is about to lose track of her, and how she's making her way towards camp, that Masha isn't trying to get away from the beast. No... she's luring it towards camp.
"That little liar," she will shoot Masha from where she is
Two attacks Attack: 21 Damage: 12 + 9 lightning damage
Two attacks Attack: 15 Damage: 12 + 6 lightning damage
The first shot hits, while the second misses wildly.
"OY! WHAT WAS THAT FOR?!?!"
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The clocks run out, too late to wake up. You're locked under this nightmare's thumb. Begging you hide and run.
Masha is running through the forests of camp half blood, a look of terror on her face. Her wounds from the day before are completely healed, but now deep gashes cut through her skin, almost like claw marks.
Fael steps into her path, "stop"
"Oh! Fael! Hi there! I went into your cabin, or I assume it was your cabin, it's the little fort thing, right? Anyways, it was haunted, I exploded it, the ghost tried to possess me, I fought back, and yeah. Um. Sorry about trying to kill you. No hard feelings?"
A loud roar reverberates through the forest.
"You just want to get past me, not happening."
"Ah- listen... So, funny story, I might've agroed a draken, and we kinda should get out of here..."
"I can fly, remember? I can let it kill you, or you can swear on the styx to not harm me"
After considering it, she responds slowly, thinking through her words. "Alright. I, Masha Castro, including the Silver Tongued Snake, swear on the River Styx to try my best to not physically harm you, unless under the threat of death."
"Them you may run, they step aside"
"ALRIGHT! YOU SHOULD PROBABLY RUN AS WELL! ALSO I'VE ALREADY THOUGHT OF TEN POSSIBLE LOOPHOLES THAT WOULD WORK SO BYE!!!!"
She sprints away, and the dull thudding of the footsteps of a dragon echo through the forest.
"Dont worry, you dont want to try"
Fael flys up
As she flies upwards, and gains a birds eye view of the situation, she sees something moving through the forest. About the size and length of a subway train, the dragon stomps its way through the forest, it's crest occasionally flaring out in a dazzling display of hypnotic colors. It's headlamp-like eyes sweep through the trees, looking for prey. Easily three or four times the length of Peleus, this drakon is bad news. Insight check!
18
They realize that the way Masha stops for a 'rest' whenever the drakon is about to lose track of her, and how she's making her way towards camp, that Masha isn't trying to get away from the beast. No... she's luring it towards camp.
"That little liar," she will shoot Masha from where she is
Two attacks Attack: 21 Damage: 12 + 9 lightning damage
Two attacks Attack: 15 Damage: 12 + 6 lightning damage
The first shot hits, while the second misses wildly.
"OY! WHAT WAS THAT FOR?!?!"
"WHY DO YOU WANT TO LEAD IT TOWARDS THE CAMP"
Two more attacks
Two attacks Attack: 12 Damage: 12 + 10 lightning damage
Two attacks Attack: 29 Damage: 16 + 12 lightning damage
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Hello! Call me Gato (Cat in Spanish) My pronouns are They/them, but they can fluctuate. I am a teenage boy. I have Insomnia, ADHD, Depression (Maybe), and anxiety. I'm also Genderfluid, Pansexual, and Aromantic, but this community means the world to me; you cannot change that about me NOW, ALL HAIL O_MERLIN_O. 4D8 ATTEMPT:[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]=[roll][roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll] I have adopted Golden; they are my D&D child, DON'T JUDGE
This post has potentially manipulated dice roll results.
An extra 7 lightning damage from the crit
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Hello! Call me Gato (Cat in Spanish) My pronouns are They/them, but they can fluctuate. I am a teenage boy. I have Insomnia, ADHD, Depression (Maybe), and anxiety. I'm also Genderfluid, Pansexual, and Aromantic, but this community means the world to me; you cannot change that about me NOW, ALL HAIL O_MERLIN_O. 4D8 ATTEMPT:[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]=[roll][roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll] I have adopted Golden; they are my D&D child, DON'T JUDGE
Hello! Call me Gato (Cat in Spanish) My pronouns are They/them, but they can fluctuate. I am a teenage boy. I have Insomnia, ADHD, Depression (Maybe), and anxiety. I'm also Genderfluid, Pansexual, and Aromantic, but this community means the world to me; you cannot change that about me NOW, ALL HAIL O_MERLIN_O. 4D8 ATTEMPT:[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]=[roll][roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll] I have adopted Golden; they are my D&D child, DON'T JUDGE
*sry I got distracted by onions* ”Where do you wanna go?”
"Are't you supposed to pick that? You don't have to tho"
“I don’t know. Never done this.”
"Same, we could go to some place outside of camp though"
“That…would be nice.”
*gonna go for a bit*
"Okay!"
*Bye!*
“Do you have any ideas?”
*back*
"I don't know, i lived in California"
*Hi*
“Hmmm”
"Your thinking?"
“Mhm. Wanna go for a picnic?”
"Sure!"
“Meet you back here in…30 minutes? 15?”
"How many you need? And, I'm going to bring weapons in case i get attacked again"
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Hello! Call me Gato (Cat in Spanish) My pronouns are They/them, but they can fluctuate. I am a teenage boy. I have Insomnia, ADHD, Depression (Maybe), and anxiety. I'm also Genderfluid, Pansexual, and Aromantic, but this community means the world to me; you cannot change that about me NOW, ALL HAIL O_MERLIN_O. 4D8 ATTEMPT:[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]=[roll][roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll] I have adopted Golden; they are my D&D child, DON'T JUDGE
Masha is running through the forests of camp half blood, a look of terror on her face. Her wounds from the day before are completely healed, but now deep gashes cut through her skin, almost like claw marks.
Fael steps into her path, "stop"
"Oh! Fael! Hi there! I went into your cabin, or I assume it was your cabin, it's the little fort thing, right? Anyways, it was haunted, I exploded it, the ghost tried to possess me, I fought back, and yeah. Um. Sorry about trying to kill you. No hard feelings?"
A loud roar reverberates through the forest.
"You just want to get past me, not happening."
"Ah- listen... So, funny story, I might've agroed a draken, and we kinda should get out of here..."
"I can fly, remember? I can let it kill you, or you can swear on the styx to not harm me"
After considering it, she responds slowly, thinking through her words. "Alright. I, Masha Castro, including the Silver Tongued Snake, swear on the River Styx to try my best to not physically harm you, unless under the threat of death."
"Them you may run, they step aside"
"ALRIGHT! YOU SHOULD PROBABLY RUN AS WELL! ALSO I'VE ALREADY THOUGHT OF TEN POSSIBLE LOOPHOLES THAT WOULD WORK SO BYE!!!!"
She sprints away, and the dull thudding of the footsteps of a dragon echo through the forest.
"Dont worry, you dont want to try"
Fael flys up
As she flies upwards, and gains a birds eye view of the situation, she sees something moving through the forest. About the size and length of a subway train, the dragon stomps its way through the forest, it's crest occasionally flaring out in a dazzling display of hypnotic colors. It's headlamp-like eyes sweep through the trees, looking for prey. Easily three or four times the length of Peleus, this drakon is bad news. Insight check!
18
They realize that the way Masha stops for a 'rest' whenever the drakon is about to lose track of her, and how she's making her way towards camp, that Masha isn't trying to get away from the beast. No... she's luring it towards camp.
"That little liar," she will shoot Masha from where she is
Two attacks Attack: 21 Damage: 12 + 9 lightning damage
Two attacks Attack: 15 Damage: 12 + 6 lightning damage
The first shot hits, while the second misses wildly.
"OY! WHAT WAS THAT FOR?!?!"
"WHY DO YOU WANT TO LEAD IT TOWARDS THE CAMP"
Two more attacks
Two attacks Attack: 12 Damage: 12 + 10 lightning damage
Two attacks Attack: 29 Damage: 16 + 12 lightning damage
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN?!"
She starts running again, the drakon hot on her tail.
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The clocks run out, too late to wake up. You're locked under this nightmare's thumb. Begging you hide and run.
Masha is running through the forests of camp half blood, a look of terror on her face. Her wounds from the day before are completely healed, but now deep gashes cut through her skin, almost like claw marks.
Fael steps into her path, "stop"
"Oh! Fael! Hi there! I went into your cabin, or I assume it was your cabin, it's the little fort thing, right? Anyways, it was haunted, I exploded it, the ghost tried to possess me, I fought back, and yeah. Um. Sorry about trying to kill you. No hard feelings?"
A loud roar reverberates through the forest.
"You just want to get past me, not happening."
"Ah- listen... So, funny story, I might've agroed a draken, and we kinda should get out of here..."
"I can fly, remember? I can let it kill you, or you can swear on the styx to not harm me"
After considering it, she responds slowly, thinking through her words. "Alright. I, Masha Castro, including the Silver Tongued Snake, swear on the River Styx to try my best to not physically harm you, unless under the threat of death."
"Them you may run, they step aside"
"ALRIGHT! YOU SHOULD PROBABLY RUN AS WELL! ALSO I'VE ALREADY THOUGHT OF TEN POSSIBLE LOOPHOLES THAT WOULD WORK SO BYE!!!!"
She sprints away, and the dull thudding of the footsteps of a dragon echo through the forest.
"Dont worry, you dont want to try"
Fael flys up
As she flies upwards, and gains a birds eye view of the situation, she sees something moving through the forest. About the size and length of a subway train, the dragon stomps its way through the forest, it's crest occasionally flaring out in a dazzling display of hypnotic colors. It's headlamp-like eyes sweep through the trees, looking for prey. Easily three or four times the length of Peleus, this drakon is bad news. Insight check!
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They realize that the way Masha stops for a 'rest' whenever the drakon is about to lose track of her, and how she's making her way towards camp, that Masha isn't trying to get away from the beast. No... she's luring it towards camp.
"That little liar," she will shoot Masha from where she is
Two attacks Attack: 21 Damage: 12 + 9 lightning damage
Two attacks Attack: 15 Damage: 12 + 6 lightning damage
The first shot hits, while the second misses wildly.
"OY! WHAT WAS THAT FOR?!?!"
"WHY DO YOU WANT TO LEAD IT TOWARDS THE CAMP"
Two more attacks
Two attacks Attack: 12 Damage: 12 + 10 lightning damage
Two attacks Attack: 29 Damage: 16 + 12 lightning damage
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN?!"
She starts running again, the drakon hot on her tail.
"STOP BRINGING THE DRAKAN TO CAMP, NOW"
Two attacks Attack: 13 Damage: 13 + 15 lightning damage
Attack: 23 Damage: 12 + 15 lightning damage
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Hello! Call me Gato (Cat in Spanish) My pronouns are They/them, but they can fluctuate. I am a teenage boy. I have Insomnia, ADHD, Depression (Maybe), and anxiety. I'm also Genderfluid, Pansexual, and Aromantic, but this community means the world to me; you cannot change that about me NOW, ALL HAIL O_MERLIN_O. 4D8 ATTEMPT:[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]=[roll][roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll] I have adopted Golden; they are my D&D child, DON'T JUDGE
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"Ah- listen... So, funny story, I might've agroed a draken, and we kinda should get out of here..."
The clocks run out, too late to wake up.
You're locked under this nightmare's thumb.
Begging you hide and run.
W H A T H A V E I B E C O M E ?
"I can fly, remember? I can let it kill you, or you can swear on the styx to not harm me"
Hello! Call me Gato (Cat in Spanish)
My pronouns are They/them, but they can fluctuate.
I am a teenage boy. I have Insomnia, ADHD, Depression (Maybe), and anxiety. I'm also Genderfluid, Pansexual, and Aromantic,
but this community means the world to me; you cannot change that about me
NOW, ALL HAIL O_MERLIN_O. 4D8 ATTEMPT:[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]=[roll][roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
I have adopted Golden; they are my D&D child, DON'T JUDGE
After considering it, she responds slowly, thinking through her words. "Alright. I, Masha Castro, including the Silver Tongued Snake, swear on the River Styx to try my best to not physically harm you, unless under the threat of death."
The clocks run out, too late to wake up.
You're locked under this nightmare's thumb.
Begging you hide and run.
W H A T H A V E I B E C O M E ?
"Them you may run, they step aside"
Hello! Call me Gato (Cat in Spanish)
My pronouns are They/them, but they can fluctuate.
I am a teenage boy. I have Insomnia, ADHD, Depression (Maybe), and anxiety. I'm also Genderfluid, Pansexual, and Aromantic,
but this community means the world to me; you cannot change that about me
NOW, ALL HAIL O_MERLIN_O. 4D8 ATTEMPT:[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]=[roll][roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
I have adopted Golden; they are my D&D child, DON'T JUDGE
"ALRIGHT! YOU SHOULD PROBABLY RUN AS WELL! ALSO I'VE ALREADY THOUGHT OF TEN POSSIBLE LOOPHOLES THAT WOULD WORK SO BYE!!!!"
She sprints away, and the dull thudding of the footsteps of a dragon echo through the forest.
The clocks run out, too late to wake up.
You're locked under this nightmare's thumb.
Begging you hide and run.
W H A T H A V E I B E C O M E ?
"Dont worry, you dont want to try"
Fael flys up
Hello! Call me Gato (Cat in Spanish)
My pronouns are They/them, but they can fluctuate.
I am a teenage boy. I have Insomnia, ADHD, Depression (Maybe), and anxiety. I'm also Genderfluid, Pansexual, and Aromantic,
but this community means the world to me; you cannot change that about me
NOW, ALL HAIL O_MERLIN_O. 4D8 ATTEMPT:[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]=[roll][roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
I have adopted Golden; they are my D&D child, DON'T JUDGE
As he flies upwards, and gains a birds eye view of the situation, he sees something moving through the forest. About the size and length of a subway train, the dragon stomps its way through the forest, it's crest occasionally flaring out in a dazzling display of hypnotic colors. It's headlamp-like eyes sweep through the trees, looking for prey. Easily three or four times the length of Peleus, this dragon is bad news. Insight check!
The clocks run out, too late to wake up.
You're locked under this nightmare's thumb.
Begging you hide and run.
W H A T H A V E I B E C O M E ?
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Hello! Call me Gato (Cat in Spanish)
My pronouns are They/them, but they can fluctuate.
I am a teenage boy. I have Insomnia, ADHD, Depression (Maybe), and anxiety. I'm also Genderfluid, Pansexual, and Aromantic,
but this community means the world to me; you cannot change that about me
NOW, ALL HAIL O_MERLIN_O. 4D8 ATTEMPT:[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]=[roll][roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
I have adopted Golden; they are my D&D child, DON'T JUDGE
They realize that the way Masha stops for a 'rest' whenever the drakon is about to lose track of her, and how she's making her way towards camp, that Masha isn't trying to get away from the beast. No... she's luring it towards camp.
The clocks run out, too late to wake up.
You're locked under this nightmare's thumb.
Begging you hide and run.
W H A T H A V E I B E C O M E ?
"That little liar," she will shoot Masha from where she is
Two attacks Attack: 21 Damage: 12 + 9 lightning damage
Two attacks Attack: 15 Damage: 12 + 6 lightning damage
Hello! Call me Gato (Cat in Spanish)
My pronouns are They/them, but they can fluctuate.
I am a teenage boy. I have Insomnia, ADHD, Depression (Maybe), and anxiety. I'm also Genderfluid, Pansexual, and Aromantic,
but this community means the world to me; you cannot change that about me
NOW, ALL HAIL O_MERLIN_O. 4D8 ATTEMPT:[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]=[roll][roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
I have adopted Golden; they are my D&D child, DON'T JUDGE
The first shot hits, while the second misses wildly.
"OY! WHAT WAS THAT FOR?!?!"
The clocks run out, too late to wake up.
You're locked under this nightmare's thumb.
Begging you hide and run.
W H A T H A V E I B E C O M E ?
"WHY DO YOU WANT TO LEAD IT TOWARDS THE CAMP"
Two more attacks
Two attacks Attack: 12 Damage: 12 + 10 lightning damage
Two attacks Attack: 29 Damage: 16 + 12 lightning damage
Hello! Call me Gato (Cat in Spanish)
My pronouns are They/them, but they can fluctuate.
I am a teenage boy. I have Insomnia, ADHD, Depression (Maybe), and anxiety. I'm also Genderfluid, Pansexual, and Aromantic,
but this community means the world to me; you cannot change that about me
NOW, ALL HAIL O_MERLIN_O. 4D8 ATTEMPT:[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]=[roll][roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
I have adopted Golden; they are my D&D child, DON'T JUDGE
An extra 7 lightning damage from the crit
Hello! Call me Gato (Cat in Spanish)
My pronouns are They/them, but they can fluctuate.
I am a teenage boy. I have Insomnia, ADHD, Depression (Maybe), and anxiety. I'm also Genderfluid, Pansexual, and Aromantic,
but this community means the world to me; you cannot change that about me
NOW, ALL HAIL O_MERLIN_O. 4D8 ATTEMPT:[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]=[roll][roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
I have adopted Golden; they are my D&D child, DON'T JUDGE
*gonz and gato cont.?*
Sorlock fanatic (I’m not a minmaxer I swear)
*sure!*
Hello! Call me Gato (Cat in Spanish)
My pronouns are They/them, but they can fluctuate.
I am a teenage boy. I have Insomnia, ADHD, Depression (Maybe), and anxiety. I'm also Genderfluid, Pansexual, and Aromantic,
but this community means the world to me; you cannot change that about me
NOW, ALL HAIL O_MERLIN_O. 4D8 ATTEMPT:[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]=[roll][roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
I have adopted Golden; they are my D&D child, DON'T JUDGE
*can u find it*
Sorlock fanatic (I’m not a minmaxer I swear)
Hello! Call me Gato (Cat in Spanish)
My pronouns are They/them, but they can fluctuate.
I am a teenage boy. I have Insomnia, ADHD, Depression (Maybe), and anxiety. I'm also Genderfluid, Pansexual, and Aromantic,
but this community means the world to me; you cannot change that about me
NOW, ALL HAIL O_MERLIN_O. 4D8 ATTEMPT:[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]=[roll][roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
I have adopted Golden; they are my D&D child, DON'T JUDGE
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN?!"
She starts running again, the drakon hot on her tail.
The clocks run out, too late to wake up.
You're locked under this nightmare's thumb.
Begging you hide and run.
W H A T H A V E I B E C O M E ?
*Sure!*
The clocks run out, too late to wake up.
You're locked under this nightmare's thumb.
Begging you hide and run.
W H A T H A V E I B E C O M E ?
"STOP BRINGING THE DRAKAN TO CAMP, NOW"
Two attacks Attack: 13 Damage: 13 + 15 lightning damage
Attack: 23 Damage: 12 + 15 lightning damage
Hello! Call me Gato (Cat in Spanish)
My pronouns are They/them, but they can fluctuate.
I am a teenage boy. I have Insomnia, ADHD, Depression (Maybe), and anxiety. I'm also Genderfluid, Pansexual, and Aromantic,
but this community means the world to me; you cannot change that about me
NOW, ALL HAIL O_MERLIN_O. 4D8 ATTEMPT:[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]=[roll][roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
I have adopted Golden; they are my D&D child, DON'T JUDGE