"some kind of shapeshifter? Hecate kid? maybe nemesis can do shapeshifting?"
"You're not far off. My mama's Metis. But, I'm not gonna show you my real face, so you're stuck talking to yourself."
"hiya Metis!"
the voice of someone you love(d) comes from their mouth
"how are you?"
"I'm doing alright I suppose" Atticus is a bit unnerved to hear the voice of his ex-fiancee, especially considering how he died
perception check plz <3
"cool. wait, cordon can do shapeshifting to. are you a Hermes kid?"
"I told you, my mother is Metis." he seems a bit angry Perception: 22
"ooooooohhhh! I'm sorry, I misheard you. Metis, metis, Metis....." they're wracking their brain ".............. wait, wasn't she a titan?"
after they imitated your fiance's voice, you noticed they looked noticeably heathier.
"One of the only ones Zeus trusted, yes. She is also the goddess of strategy, trickery, and obviously shape shifting." Atticus takes the form of somebody Omar love(d), not willingly letting himself be toyed with.
*oooooooooooh its on!*
omar reels, but it doesn't have the shock value, because they know you're a shapeshifter
omar assumes the shape of your ex-fiancee.
"I didn't know that. explains why she didnt show up last year"
"I believe she died." he shrugs. Instinctively, he reaches out to caress the cheek of his dead lover, but stops himself, grunting. "I'll tell you who you are if you tell me who I am." he crosses his eyes, voice matching the new form.
"you look like my dad, i- I dont know what you mean, I didn't change..."
they still look like your ex
"You.. have a lot of balls using this form. To see Henry again, in the flesh.. it's almost unbearable. We were going to get married.." he sighs
"what the- who's Henry?"
their vocal imitation has dropped
"The man who's skin you bear currently. Henry was my ex-fiancee. He died..." Atticus continues his perfect imitation of their father.
"how did I do that? also, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to"
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Alignment: Lawful Evil
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*unfortunately, I need to go soon. When I get up tomorrow I may not want to roleplay Elijah immediately, I need to cleanse myself from his mental state via Caleb.*
*unfortunately, I need to go soon. When I get up tomorrow I may not want to roleplay Elijah immediately, I need to cleanse myself from his mental state via Caleb.*
(sorry to hear that)
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I am lost with a direction I am failure and perfection Without grace, but I am tired Of walking life like it's a wire
*unfortunately, I need to go soon. When I get up tomorrow I may not want to roleplay Elijah immediately, I need to cleanse myself from his mental state via Caleb.*
(sorry to hear that)
*it was sort of a joke, I’m fine.*
*I just feel like roleplaying something a bit happier for a bit, should have clarified that.*
*unfortunately, I need to go soon. When I get up tomorrow I may not want to roleplay Elijah immediately, I need to cleanse myself from his mental state via Caleb.*
(sorry to hear that)
*it was sort of a joke, I’m fine.*
*I just feel like roleplaying something a bit happier for a bit, should have clarified that.*
(that is fair enough lol. i might give my character some trauma tomorrow lol)
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they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
I am lost with a direction I am failure and perfection Without grace, but I am tired Of walking life like it's a wire
"...there was....a woman...in the children's home I grew up with when I was really little..." he says softly, his hand subconsciously moving up to hold the right side of his head.
"... You... You dont have to relive your scars. I..." She steps up next to him "Youre right. I can face it.. Ill face what I have, if it means you dont need to see your own version.."
"I'll be right here, we all are. You got this Regina."
Regina slowly reaches her hand to touch the oracle. As she makes contact, the room begins blurring again, as the corpse grabs her arm with a tight grip, pulling up her hoodie sleeve to fully show her scar covered arm. The room seems to settle in as the bedroom of a small child, with NY Giants pennants and merchandise decorating the walls. Sitting on the bed is a terrified looking Regina and a woman who looks to be in her late 20s, with most of her face in the expression of a disappointed mother. She has long black hair, slightly wavy and clearly often styled and cared for. She wears a purple tank top, and predistressed jeans. In many ways she's stunningly beautiful at first, but her green eyes give them each an unsettling feeling as they stare maliciously at Regina… Her grip so tight on her arm, that her veins are bulging. In her other hand, she holds a knife, slightly dripping fresh blood. As she speaks, her voice is soft, bit drips with manipulative intentions, and thinly veiled wrath…
“You will choose two of your own, any demigods you know Instead of south, south and west you shall go At the ranch of a son of Ares, you will cure his dog’s madness And to the theater of the bull’s brother, he will help gain access Survive the new maze, win the bull’s prizes First enchantments and gifts, to each victor of his exercises Then, a single key to a door, in a place people look to the night sky Through a panic you head, to find that door One hero unlocking, being cursed forevermore There you will find the other half- Restoring power of the moon And running quickly, from a fate worse than death, too sure and soon”
There's another pause, as they stop, seeming to allow you all a moment to process, before speaking “Your choice of final partner is not to be made now. But after the third prophecy is spoken. Which will come forth when the hands of both leaders are ready to receive it” It goes still again, waiting for them to be ready..
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*unfortunately, I need to go soon. When I get up tomorrow I may not want to roleplay Elijah immediately, I need to cleanse myself from his mental state via Caleb.*
(sorry to hear that)
*it was sort of a joke, I’m fine.*
*I just feel like roleplaying something a bit happier for a bit, should have clarified that.*
*Damn, right before I posted :(*
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*unfortunately, I need to go soon. When I get up tomorrow I may not want to roleplay Elijah immediately, I need to cleanse myself from his mental state via Caleb.*
(sorry to hear that)
*it was sort of a joke, I’m fine.*
*I just feel like roleplaying something a bit happier for a bit, should have clarified that.*
*Damn, right before I posted :(*
*I am almost scared to read it, but also really excited-*
*unfortunately, I need to go soon. When I get up tomorrow I may not want to roleplay Elijah immediately, I need to cleanse myself from his mental state via Caleb.*
(sorry to hear that)
*it was sort of a joke, I’m fine.*
*I just feel like roleplaying something a bit happier for a bit, should have clarified that.*
*Damn, right before I posted :(*
*I am almost scared to read it, but also really excited-*
*Lol. Nessa is such a good person*
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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)
"...there was....a woman...in the children's home I grew up with when I was really little..." he says softly, his hand subconsciously moving up to hold the right side of his head.
"... You... You dont have to relive your scars. I..." She steps up next to him "Youre right. I can face it.. Ill face what I have, if it means you dont need to see your own version.."
"I'll be right here, we all are. You got this Regina."
Regina slowly reaches her hand to touch the oracle. As she makes contact, the room begins blurring again, as the corpse grabs her arm with a tight grip, pulling up her hoodie sleeve to fully show her scar covered arm. The room seems to settle in as the bedroom of a small child, with NY Giants pennants and merchandise decorating the walls. Sitting on the bed is a terrified looking Regina and a woman who looks to be in her late 20s, with most of her face in the expression of a disappointed mother. She has long black hair, slightly wavy and clearly often styled and cared for. She wears a purple tank top, and predistressed jeans. In many ways she's stunningly beautiful at first, but her green eyes give them each an unsettling feeling as they stare maliciously at Regina… Her grip so tight on her arm, that her veins are bulging. In her other hand, she holds a knife, slightly dripping fresh blood. As she speaks, her voice is soft, bit drips with manipulative intentions, and thinly veiled wrath…
“You will choose two of your own, any demigods you know Instead of south, south and west you shall go At the ranch of a son of Ares, you will cure his dog’s madness And to the theater of the bull’s brother, he will help gain access Survive the new maze, win the bull’s prizes First enchantments and gifts, to each victor of his exercises Then, a single key to a door, in a place people look to the night sky Through a panic you head, to find that door One hero unlocking, being cursed forevermore There you will find the other half- Restoring power of the moon And running quickly, from a fate worse than death, too sure and soon”
There's another pause, as they stop, seeming to allow you all a moment to process, before speaking “Your choice of final partner is not to be made now. But after the third prophecy is spoken. Which will come forth when the hands of both leaders are ready to receive it” It goes still again, waiting for them to be ready..
Asada gently grabs Regina's shoulder to help anchor her. "You ok?"
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
*unfortunately, I need to go soon. When I get up tomorrow I may not want to roleplay Elijah immediately, I need to cleanse myself from his mental state via Caleb.*
(sorry to hear that)
*it was sort of a joke, I’m fine.*
*I just feel like roleplaying something a bit happier for a bit, should have clarified that.*
*Damn, right before I posted :(*
*I am almost scared to read it, but also really excited-*
(got 3 going to florida and 3 going to a ranch for trials if i'm reading that correctly)
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I am lost with a direction I am failure and perfection Without grace, but I am tired Of walking life like it's a wire
"...there was....a woman...in the children's home I grew up with when I was really little..." he says softly, his hand subconsciously moving up to hold the right side of his head.
"... You... You dont have to relive your scars. I..." She steps up next to him "Youre right. I can face it.. Ill face what I have, if it means you dont need to see your own version.."
"I'll be right here, we all are. You got this Regina."
Regina slowly reaches her hand to touch the oracle. As she makes contact, the room begins blurring again, as the corpse grabs her arm with a tight grip, pulling up her hoodie sleeve to fully show her scar covered arm. The room seems to settle in as the bedroom of a small child, with NY Giants pennants and merchandise decorating the walls. Sitting on the bed is a terrified looking Regina and a woman who looks to be in her late 20s, with most of her face in the expression of a disappointed mother. She has long black hair, slightly wavy and clearly often styled and cared for. She wears a purple tank top, and predistressed jeans. In many ways she's stunningly beautiful at first, but her green eyes give them each an unsettling feeling as they stare maliciously at Regina… Her grip so tight on her arm, that her veins are bulging. In her other hand, she holds a knife, slightly dripping fresh blood. As she speaks, her voice is soft, bit drips with manipulative intentions, and thinly veiled wrath…
“You will choose two of your own, any demigods you know Instead of south, south and west you shall go At the ranch of a son of Ares, you will cure his dog’s madness And to the theater of the bull’s brother, he will help gain access Survive the new maze, win the bull’s prizes First enchantments and gifts, to each victor of his exercises Then, a single key to a door, in a place people look to the night sky Through a panic you head, to find that door One hero unlocking, being cursed forevermore There you will find the other half- Restoring power of the moon And running quickly, from a fate worse than death, too sure and soon”
There's another pause, as they stop, seeming to allow you all a moment to process, before speaking “Your choice of final partner is not to be made now. But after the third prophecy is spoken. Which will come forth when the hands of both leaders are ready to receive it” It goes still again, waiting for them to be ready..
Asada gently grabs Regina's shoulder to help anchor her. "You ok?"
"I-I... I..." She rubs one of her arm's scars gently, shaking slightly "She..."
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"...there was....a woman...in the children's home I grew up with when I was really little..." he says softly, his hand subconsciously moving up to hold the right side of his head.
"... You... You dont have to relive your scars. I..." She steps up next to him "Youre right. I can face it.. Ill face what I have, if it means you dont need to see your own version.."
"I'll be right here, we all are. You got this Regina."
Regina slowly reaches her hand to touch the oracle. As she makes contact, the room begins blurring again, as the corpse grabs her arm with a tight grip, pulling up her hoodie sleeve to fully show her scar covered arm. The room seems to settle in as the bedroom of a small child, with NY Giants pennants and merchandise decorating the walls. Sitting on the bed is a terrified looking Regina and a woman who looks to be in her late 20s, with most of her face in the expression of a disappointed mother. She has long black hair, slightly wavy and clearly often styled and cared for. She wears a purple tank top, and predistressed jeans. In many ways she's stunningly beautiful at first, but her green eyes give them each an unsettling feeling as they stare maliciously at Regina… Her grip so tight on her arm, that her veins are bulging. In her other hand, she holds a knife, slightly dripping fresh blood. As she speaks, her voice is soft, bit drips with manipulative intentions, and thinly veiled wrath…
“You will choose two of your own, any demigods you know Instead of south, south and west you shall go At the ranch of a son of Ares, you will cure his dog’s madness And to the theater of the bull’s brother, he will help gain access Survive the new maze, win the bull’s prizes First enchantments and gifts, to each victor of his exercises Then, a single key to a door, in a place people look to the night sky Through a panic you head, to find that door One hero unlocking, being cursed forevermore There you will find the other half- Restoring power of the moon And running quickly, from a fate worse than death, too sure and soon”
There's another pause, as they stop, seeming to allow you all a moment to process, before speaking “Your choice of final partner is not to be made now. But after the third prophecy is spoken. Which will come forth when the hands of both leaders are ready to receive it” It goes still again, waiting for them to be ready..
Asada gently grabs Regina's shoulder to help anchor her. "You ok?"
"I-I... I..." She rubs one of her arm's scars gently, shaking slightly "She..."
"You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to, they are your scars to share or not. But...it seems you now have to pick two more demigods. It...sounds like you don't have to even pick me...wonder if it means my fate is in the hands of the third prophecy....?" Asada says softly.
"...there was....a woman...in the children's home I grew up with when I was really little..." he says softly, his hand subconsciously moving up to hold the right side of his head.
"... You... You dont have to relive your scars. I..." She steps up next to him "Youre right. I can face it.. Ill face what I have, if it means you dont need to see your own version.."
"I'll be right here, we all are. You got this Regina."
Regina slowly reaches her hand to touch the oracle. As she makes contact, the room begins blurring again, as the corpse grabs her arm with a tight grip, pulling up her hoodie sleeve to fully show her scar covered arm. The room seems to settle in as the bedroom of a small child, with NY Giants pennants and merchandise decorating the walls. Sitting on the bed is a terrified looking Regina and a woman who looks to be in her late 20s, with most of her face in the expression of a disappointed mother. She has long black hair, slightly wavy and clearly often styled and cared for. She wears a purple tank top, and predistressed jeans. In many ways she's stunningly beautiful at first, but her green eyes give them each an unsettling feeling as they stare maliciously at Regina… Her grip so tight on her arm, that her veins are bulging. In her other hand, she holds a knife, slightly dripping fresh blood. As she speaks, her voice is soft, bit drips with manipulative intentions, and thinly veiled wrath…
“You will choose two of your own, any demigods you know Instead of south, south and west you shall go At the ranch of a son of Ares, you will cure his dog’s madness And to the theater of the bull’s brother, he will help gain access Survive the new maze, win the bull’s prizes First enchantments and gifts, to each victor of his exercises Then, a single key to a door, in a place people look to the night sky Through a panic you head, to find that door One hero unlocking, being cursed forevermore There you will find the other half- Restoring power of the moon And running quickly, from a fate worse than death, too sure and soon”
There's another pause, as they stop, seeming to allow you all a moment to process, before speaking “Your choice of final partner is not to be made now. But after the third prophecy is spoken. Which will come forth when the hands of both leaders are ready to receive it” It goes still again, waiting for them to be ready..
Asada gently grabs Regina's shoulder to help anchor her. "You ok?"
"I-I... I..." She rubs one of her arm's scars gently, shaking slightly "She..."
"You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to, they are your scars to share or not. But...it seems you now have to pick two more demigods. It...sounds like you don't have to even pick me...wonder if it means my fate is in the hands of the third prophecy....?" Asada says softly.
"N-no... Youre coming." She looks into his eyes, looking sure despite her fear "Elijah chose you to come here, and I trust you and your powers. I want you as one of the ones on my side." She pauses "Im..... That was my father's ex. Im... Im sorry any of you had to see that.."
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"N-no... Youre coming." She looks into his eyes, looking sure despite her fear "Elijah chose you to come here, and I trust you and your powers. I want you as one of the ones on my side." She pauses "Im..... That was my father's ex. Im... Im sorry any of you had to see that.."
"You don't have to apologize...I...sorry you had to go through that..." Asada says taking a breath. "And of course I'll go if you wish, I was just pointing out that I wasn't required to accompany you despite the oracle asking for 5 people initially. It's strange. But...it sounds like you and Elijah need to be ready in order for the third prophecy to be given, if I'm getting it correct." he says as he starts writing the second prophecy down.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
*I could also be misinterpreting it due to being tired, lol*
*Nope, youre completely right!!*
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"how did I do that? also, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to"
they let the form drop
perception check again!
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!!!!!!
*unfortunately, I need to go soon. When I get up tomorrow I may not want to roleplay Elijah immediately, I need to cleanse myself from his mental state via Caleb.*
(sorry to hear that)
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
*it was sort of a joke, I’m fine.*
*I just feel like roleplaying something a bit happier for a bit, should have clarified that.*
(that is fair enough lol. i might give my character some trauma tomorrow lol)
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 slowly reaches her hand to touch the oracle. As she makes contact, the room begins blurring again, as the corpse grabs her arm with a tight grip, pulling up her hoodie sleeve to fully show her scar covered arm. The room seems to settle in as the bedroom of a small child, with NY Giants pennants and merchandise decorating the walls. Sitting on the bed is a terrified looking Regina and a woman who looks to be in her late 20s, with most of her face in the expression of a disappointed mother. She has long black hair, slightly wavy and clearly often styled and cared for. She wears a purple tank top, and predistressed jeans. In many ways she's stunningly beautiful at first, but her green eyes give them each an unsettling feeling as they stare maliciously at Regina… Her grip so tight on her arm, that her veins are bulging. In her other hand, she holds a knife, slightly dripping fresh blood. As she speaks, her voice is soft, bit drips with manipulative intentions, and thinly veiled wrath…
“You will choose two of your own, any demigods you know
Instead of south, south and west you shall go
At the ranch of a son of Ares, you will cure his dog’s madness
And to the theater of the bull’s brother, he will help gain access
Survive the new maze, win the bull’s prizes
First enchantments and gifts, to each victor of his exercises
Then, a single key to a door, in a place people look to the night sky
Through a panic you head, to find that door
One hero unlocking, being cursed forevermore
There you will find the other half- Restoring power of the moon
And running quickly, from a fate worse than death, too sure and soon”
There's another pause, as they stop, seeming to allow you all a moment to process, before speaking “Your choice of final partner is not to be made now. But after the third prophecy is spoken. Which will come forth when the hands of both leaders are ready to receive it” It goes still again, waiting for them to be ready..
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)
*Damn, right before I posted :(*
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 am almost scared to read it, but also really excited-*
*Lol. Nessa is such a good person*
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)
Asada gently grabs Regina's shoulder to help anchor her. "You ok?"
"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
(got 3 going to florida and 3 going to a ranch for trials if i'm reading that correctly)
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
"I-I... I..." She rubs one of her arm's scars gently, shaking slightly "She..."
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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"You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to, they are your scars to share or not. But...it seems you now have to pick two more demigods. It...sounds like you don't have to even pick me...wonder if it means my fate is in the hands of the third prophecy....?" Asada says softly.
"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
"N-no... Youre coming." She looks into his eyes, looking sure despite her fear "Elijah chose you to come here, and I trust you and your powers. I want you as one of the ones on my side." She pauses "Im..... That was my father's ex. Im... Im sorry any of you had to see that.."
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)
Luna is sitting on her bunk, a hollow look in her eyes as she reads a piece of paper
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
"You don't have to apologize...I...sorry you had to go through that..." Asada says taking a breath. "And of course I'll go if you wish, I was just pointing out that I wasn't required to accompany you despite the oracle asking for 5 people initially. It's strange. But...it sounds like you and Elijah need to be ready in order for the third prophecy to be given, if I'm getting it correct." he says as he starts writing the second prophecy down.
"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
*I could also be misinterpreting it due to being tired, lol*
"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
*Nope, youre completely right!!*
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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(i could give you my two cents if you want)
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
(nevermind, you're not the only one who is tired)
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