Regina heads over, after recovering from her run, with a bottle of water "Howd it go?"
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Sadhbán sighs. “Angelo, the first time we talked, I asked you about the knife. You can’t have stolen it. You said your father gave it to you.” They pause again, ordering their words in their mind. “That memory, running from the police, is most likely false. Planted. You must have come to camp some way someone or something doesn’t want you remembering. I’ll ask you again - why do you think you would have worn kevlar?”
Angelo is quiet, thinking. “I… was fighting. My father, he was.. we fought for the IRA. He wanted to see our home united again.”
“How old is your father, then? The Good Friday Agreement was more than twenty years ago now.” Sadhbán carefully ignores that Angelo said “we”.
“I.. he turned 34 recently. We celebrated with carrot cake. Cillian ate my slice.” Angelo says, still processing this information. “What is… the Good Friday Agreement?”
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Cordon is in the Amphitheater, training with his spear.
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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.
Cordon is in the Amphitheater, training with his spear.
Regina watches, with a slight smile "Did you used to train yourself? Or is that new?"
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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 Characters (Outdated)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 takes the full force of both of the hits, and nearly falls right over, bleeding, before quickly getting back up (Wis save: 22) If he can, he runs 80 ft away (monk)
*YESSS NAT 20!!!*
*Sweet!*
"Impressive..." a voice not quite like Andrew's normal one hisses out. He would move 30 ft. closer, then he raises his hands as two bolts of energy shoot out towards Ace.
Eldritch blast 1: Attack: 19 Damage: 21 necrotic
Eldritch blast 2: Attack: 18 Damage: 13 force
Ace is moved 10 ft closer per hit they take.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
"That... that's hard. Sorry you had to go through that"
“‘Sokay. Life is hard. These guys had to go through war and I was a coward who waited until after it was done to go to camp.”
"Not wanting to go to war ain't cowardice. War is something no one should have to do, and not doing it doesn't make you any less."
“I didn’t protect the camp on purpose. Then I came to the camp after, still wanting what they offer.”
"So what? Just because you didn't become one of the heroines they tell about in stories and tried to reap the reward of this place still doesn't make you any less. You are allowed to be here, you deserve to be here. Okay?"
*Heroes. Chase is a boy. Most of my characters are, so you can just assume they’re male.* “I know… I just think that if I can be better than my siblings, maybe I can make up for everything.”
"You don't need to. You don't need to do or prove anything, okay?"
“This society is built on heroism. If you’re good, the gods honor you. If you’re a hero, the gods honor you. But they’ll never honor you if you’re a coward. I just know Dad’s opinion of me went down because of this. And I hate that, because I love him.”
"So what if the gods hate you? The gods won't do anything, they don't care enough about any of us to do anything! I think..."
*DID YOU FORGET THE WAR?!*
*My dude doesn't know about it, that's why they said I think. I have read the books a bit tho*
He takes the full force of both of the hits, and nearly falls right over, bleeding, before quickly getting back up (Wis save: 22) If he can, he runs 80 ft away (monk)
*YESSS NAT 20!!!*
*Sweet!*
"Impressive..." a voice not quite like Andrew's normal one hisses out. He would move 30 ft. closer, then he raises his hands as two bolts of energy shoot out towards Ace.
Sadhbán sighs. “Angelo, the first time we talked, I asked you about the knife. You can’t have stolen it. You said your father gave it to you.” They pause again, ordering their words in their mind. “That memory, running from the police, is most likely false. Planted. You must have come to camp some way someone or something doesn’t want you remembering. I’ll ask you again - why do you think you would have worn kevlar?”
Angelo is quiet, thinking. “I… was fighting. My father, he was.. we fought for the IRA. He wanted to see our home united again.”
“How old is your father, then? The Good Friday Agreement was more than twenty years ago now.” Sadhbán carefully ignores that Angelo said “we”.
“I.. he turned 34 recently. We celebrated with carrot cake. Cillian ate my slice.” Angelo says, still processing this information. “What is… the Good Friday Agreement?”
“April 1998. The agreement that - officially at least - ended the Troubles. There’s no longer open war in Belfast. When was your father born?”
Regina heads over, after recovering from her run, with a bottle of water "Howd it go?"
She smiles at Regina "I think it went well"
"How far'd you end up getting? Time or distance"
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Cordon is in the Amphitheater, training with his spear.
Regina watches, with a slight smile "Did you used to train yourself? Or is that new?"
"Huh? What do you mean?" He continues to jab and whack at the dummy, dropping into a roll.
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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.
"you're not too bad yourself. done this before?" Omar licks some blood off of their face
1st Attack: 25 Damage: 9
2nd Attack: 29 Damage: 9
3rd Attack: 28 Damage: 10
*All three hit, nice crit. Shame on the damage though.*
He takes all three of those attacks, marveling at Omar's speed. He's taken quite a beating from this kid, but isn't out just yet. "Yeah, been fighting and surviving on the streets for a few years."
1st attack: Attack: 14 Damage: 9
2nd attack: Attack: 12 Damage: 14
*both hit*
omar takes both, whinces, but doesn't look as bothered as they should be. "same here"
1st Attack: 13 Damage: 13
2nd Attack: 21 Damage: 9
3rd Attack: 19 Damage: 13
The first strike misses, but as the second strike nears its target, Andrew raises his hand up and the mist around his responds, creating a barrier that causes the other two attacks to bounce off of it, causing them to miss too. Andrew is panting a bit, but he has a smirk on his face showing he is enjoying this. "Sorry, I want to see if I can hold out a bit longer." Then he attacks.
Sadhbán sighs. “Angelo, the first time we talked, I asked you about the knife. You can’t have stolen it. You said your father gave it to you.” They pause again, ordering their words in their mind. “That memory, running from the police, is most likely false. Planted. You must have come to camp some way someone or something doesn’t want you remembering. I’ll ask you again - why do you think you would have worn kevlar?”
Angelo is quiet, thinking. “I… was fighting. My father, he was.. we fought for the IRA. He wanted to see our home united again.”
“How old is your father, then? The Good Friday Agreement was more than twenty years ago now.” Sadhbán carefully ignores that Angelo said “we”.
“I.. he turned 34 recently. We celebrated with carrot cake. Cillian ate my slice.” Angelo says, still processing this information. “What is… the Good Friday Agreement?”
“April 1998. The agreement that - officially at least - ended the Troubles. There’s no longer open war in Belfast. When was your father born?”
*UH OH*
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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.
Cordon is in the Amphitheater, training with his spear.
Regina watches, with a slight smile "Did you used to train yourself? Or is that new?"
"Huh? What do you mean?" He continues to jab and whack at the dummy, dropping into a roll.
"Did you used to fight dummies? Or only campers?"
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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)
Cordon is in the Amphitheater, training with his spear.
Regina watches, with a slight smile "Did you used to train yourself? Or is that new?"
"Huh? What do you mean?" He continues to jab and whack at the dummy, dropping into a roll.
"Did you used to fight dummies? Or only campers?"
"Both."
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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.
Seeing that, Andrew quickly runs over, his Dread Form fading away into vapors. He goes and gives them some of that healing ambrosia one of the other campers gave him yesterday. "[gp], I shouldn't have gone all out...." he says a bit worried.
Seeing that, Andrew quickly runs over,his Dread form fading away into vapors. He goes and gives her some of that healing ambrosia one of the other campers gave him yesterday. "[gp], I shouldn't have gone all out...." he says a bit worried.
When he wakes back up, he checks himself for injuries "...Hello"
"That... that's hard. Sorry you had to go through that"
“‘Sokay. Life is hard. These guys had to go through war and I was a coward who waited until after it was done to go to camp.”
"Not wanting to go to war ain't cowardice. War is something no one should have to do, and not doing it doesn't make you any less."
“I didn’t protect the camp on purpose. Then I came to the camp after, still wanting what they offer.”
"So what? Just because you didn't become one of the heroines they tell about in stories and tried to reap the reward of this place still doesn't make you any less. You are allowed to be here, you deserve to be here. Okay?"
*Heroes. Chase is a boy. Most of my characters are, so you can just assume they’re male.* “I know… I just think that if I can be better than my siblings, maybe I can make up for everything.”
"You don't need to. You don't need to do or prove anything, okay?"
“This society is built on heroism. If you’re good, the gods honor you. If you’re a hero, the gods honor you. But they’ll never honor you if you’re a coward. I just know Dad’s opinion of me went down because of this. And I hate that, because I love him.”
"So what if the gods hate you? The gods won't do anything, they don't care enough about any of us to do anything! I think..."
“If the gods don’t honor you, they won’t help you when bad things happen. And bad things always happen.”
Luna is sitting on the outskirts of the woods
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
I am failure and perfection
Without grace, but I am tired
Of walking life like it's a wire
Regina heads over, after recovering from her run, with a bottle of water "Howd it go?"
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.. he turned 34 recently. We celebrated with carrot cake. Cillian ate my slice.” Angelo says, still processing this information. “What is… the Good Friday Agreement?”
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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
Cordon is in the Amphitheater, training with his spear.
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
Regina watches, with a slight smile "Did you used to train yourself? Or is that new?"
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)
*Sweet!*
"Impressive..." a voice not quite like Andrew's normal one hisses out. He would move 30 ft. closer, then he raises his hands as two bolts of energy shoot out towards Ace.
Eldritch blast 1: Attack: 19 Damage: 21 necrotic
Eldritch blast 2: Attack: 18 Damage: 13 force
Ace is moved 10 ft closer per hit they take.
"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
*My dude doesn't know about it, that's why they said I think. I have read the books a bit tho*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
She smiles at Regina "I think it went well"
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
I am failure and perfection
Without grace, but I am tired
Of walking life like it's a wire
The first one instantly knocks him out
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
“April 1998. The agreement that - officially at least - ended the Troubles. There’s no longer open war in Belfast. When was your father born?”
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
"How far'd you end up getting? Time or distance"
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? What do you mean?" He continues to jab and whack at the dummy, dropping into a roll.
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
The first strike misses, but as the second strike nears its target, Andrew raises his hand up and the mist around his responds, creating a barrier that causes the other two attacks to bounce off of it, causing them to miss too. Andrew is panting a bit, but he has a smirk on his face showing he is enjoying this. "Sorry, I want to see if I can hold out a bit longer." Then he attacks.
1st attack: Attack: 15 Damage: 16 necrotic
2nd attack: Attack: 24 Damage: Unable to parse dice roll. necrotic
"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
*UH OH*
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, but I could’ve done better.”
"Did you used to fight dummies? Or only campers?"
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)
"Both."
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
Seeing that, Andrew quickly runs over, his Dread Form fading away into vapors. He goes and gives them some of that healing ambrosia one of the other campers gave him yesterday. "[gp], I shouldn't have gone all out...." he says a bit worried.
"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
When he wakes back up, he checks himself for injuries "...Hello"
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!