She smiles "Definitely wouldnt mind a little test before we leave" She stands, holding it up in a ready stance
His arm and leg begin to glow through some cracks as he prepares to fight, "Lets do this then." Init:21
Init: 12 *How strong is he? Regina is lv 8*
(Atlas is level 9, he's got only 30hp.)
He suddenly begins blurring with speed, smiling as he casts Haste on himself, running in and swinging down, a blade coming out of his arm. To hit:23 Damage:11
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
"Dont we all know it? Dont know if Ive met a single demigod here without it.."
"True, though some bear more then others, and some wear it better then others. Some are better able to understand it and find the silver lining in the lessons it so harshly teaches. But I'm just waxing philosophical on the matter, hard to not do so when the very essence of fear and dread is forever a part of you." he says shaking his head.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Vaughn is throwing their spear and retrieving it from a training dummy in the amphitheatre, pacing out a slightly longer distance each time the spear strikes somewhere that would presumably be fatal. They’re not wearing their helmet - it’s nearby, resting in the seating area - and they’ve swapped their pin-and-badge-covered jacket for a bulky, heavy-looking vest of some kind.
Mykailo is sat in one of the rows, humming softly as they restring their bow. They do it with relative ease, without a bow stringer, the wood curving back perfectly into place as the string runs taut.
Vaughn waves hello between repetitions once they notice Mykailo, looking slightly nonplussed by how easily Mykailo restrings a longbow.
“Hello!” They smile, raising a hand in greeting. “I believe we had a match today, demigod? If that is still what you would prefer to do.”
“Yes. I am ready now. I just need to take off my weights and have a drink, I think. Are you ready? Healed?”
Vaughn is throwing their spear and retrieving it from a training dummy in the amphitheatre, pacing out a slightly longer distance each time the spear strikes somewhere that would presumably be fatal. They’re not wearing their helmet - it’s nearby, resting in the seating area - and they’ve swapped their pin-and-badge-covered jacket for a bulky, heavy-looking vest of some kind.
One of their throws goes awry, and almost hits a small camper nearby. They summon a shield of withered plants at the last second, the head of the spear sinking almost haft deep into it. “Hey!”
“I did not intend to hit you. My apologies. I would suggest not sitting so close to the training dummies when I am throwing a spear at them in future.” Vaughn plants one combat boot on the withered plants and yanks the spear out with ease. “You seem unscathed, however.”
“You talk like an AI.” They say, as the shield disintegrates into dust. “I’m Hope, what’s your name?”
“Vaughn. Nice to meet you, Hope. What do you mean, I talk like an AI?” They rest the butt of the spear on the ground and lean on it a little, frowning and wiping sweat from their forehead with their other hand.
“You use a very formal tone, like you’re addressing the president. ‘I did not intend to hit you, my apologies’, they say, mimicking Vaughn’s voice.”
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I’m a decent DM and an above average rules lawyer
I have several complete Pokedexes | I may be stupid, but at least I’m not smart!
Stay Paranoid!! My Drummer given title is… Swift as the Dragon
Vaughn is throwing their spear and retrieving it from a training dummy in the amphitheatre, pacing out a slightly longer distance each time the spear strikes somewhere that would presumably be fatal. They’re not wearing their helmet - it’s nearby, resting in the seating area - and they’ve swapped their pin-and-badge-covered jacket for a bulky, heavy-looking vest of some kind.
Regina looks over as she walks by, before stopping to observe this training regimen. She's wearing a simple grey adidas hoodie, and wearing a large hiking backpack, with 2 bottles of ambrosia and a water bottle strapped to the side
The shine of sweat on their arms and their heavy breathing suggests this is more of a warm down than actual training - though she can tell the vest is a weighted one. Vaughn pauses to wave hello before resuming.
"Morning! Weight training, huh? Never a bad idea. You got some pretty nice aim"
“Morning! Yes. It’s to make me faster when the vest is off, and keep my stamina up. And thank you. The vest stops me from getting.. angry.. somehow. If I miss. I can’t seem to hit reliably past..” They glance to the dummy and count off footprints in the sand under their breath. “Forty feet. I hope to hit fifty feet once today.”
"How long have you been using a spear for? Throwing them certainly isnt as simple as it seems.. Forty is honestly not too bad! Fifty should be pretty easy to reach off that with a little luck at least once"
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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)
Asada is doing some last minute training in the arena, striking at a dummy in silence. His expression is stoic, but he is radiating nervous energy.
Adam, doing what he does best, seemingly suddenly appears behind him "Hey. You alright?"
Asada jumps a bit and spins around, just barely resisting the impulse to smack him with his staff. "O-Oh. Hi, sorry..." he says as he lowers his staff. "Y-Yeah, I'm fine. Of course I'm fine, why wouldn't I be fine?"
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Vaughn is throwing their spear and retrieving it from a training dummy in the amphitheatre, pacing out a slightly longer distance each time the spear strikes somewhere that would presumably be fatal. They’re not wearing their helmet - it’s nearby, resting in the seating area - and they’ve swapped their pin-and-badge-covered jacket for a bulky, heavy-looking vest of some kind.
One of their throws goes awry, and almost hits a small camper nearby. They summon a shield of withered plants at the last second, the head of the spear sinking almost haft deep into it. “Hey!”
“I did not intend to hit you. My apologies. I would suggest not sitting so close to the training dummies when I am throwing a spear at them in future.” Vaughn plants one combat boot on the withered plants and yanks the spear out with ease. “You seem unscathed, however.”
“You talk like an AI.” They say, as the shield disintegrates into dust. “I’m Hope, what’s your name?”
“Vaughn. Nice to meet you, Hope. What do you mean, I talk like an AI?” They rest the butt of the spear on the ground and lean on it a little, frowning and wiping sweat from their forehead with their other hand.
“You use a very formal tone, like you’re addressing the president. ‘I did not intend to hit you, my apologies’, they say, mimicking Vaughn’s voice.”
“I.. I don’t know how I’d talk to the president. Do I really sound like that? I’m just trying to be polite.” They sound a little distraught.
She smiles "Definitely wouldnt mind a little test before we leave" She stands, holding it up in a ready stance
His arm and leg begin to glow through some cracks as he prepares to fight, "Lets do this then." Init:21
Init: 12 *How strong is he? Regina is lv 8*
(Atlas is level 9, he's got only 30hp.)
He suddenly begins blurring with speed, smiling as he casts Haste on himself, running in and swinging down, a blade coming out of his arm. To hit:23 Damage:11
Thats a hit, though Regina as a reaction will parry to reduce the damage by 6, before retaliating with reckless and rage: Attack: 25 Damage: 7 Attack: 21 Damage: 11
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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)
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)
Vaughn is throwing their spear and retrieving it from a training dummy in the amphitheatre, pacing out a slightly longer distance each time the spear strikes somewhere that would presumably be fatal. They’re not wearing their helmet - it’s nearby, resting in the seating area - and they’ve swapped their pin-and-badge-covered jacket for a bulky, heavy-looking vest of some kind.
One of their throws goes awry, and almost hits a small camper nearby. They summon a shield of withered plants at the last second, the head of the spear sinking almost haft deep into it. “Hey!”
“I did not intend to hit you. My apologies. I would suggest not sitting so close to the training dummies when I am throwing a spear at them in future.” Vaughn plants one combat boot on the withered plants and yanks the spear out with ease. “You seem unscathed, however.”
“You talk like an AI.” They say, as the shield disintegrates into dust. “I’m Hope, what’s your name?”
“Vaughn. Nice to meet you, Hope. What do you mean, I talk like an AI?” They rest the butt of the spear on the ground and lean on it a little, frowning and wiping sweat from their forehead with their other hand.
“You use a very formal tone, like you’re addressing the president. ‘I did not intend to hit you, my apologies’, they say, mimicking Vaughn’s voice.”
“I.. I don’t know how I’d talk to the president. Do I really sound like that? I’m just trying to be polite.” They sound a little distraught.
“I just didn’t expect it from some random guy with a spear at the CHB arena.”
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I’m a decent DM and an above average rules lawyer
I have several complete Pokedexes | I may be stupid, but at least I’m not smart!
Stay Paranoid!! My Drummer given title is… Swift as the Dragon
Asada is doing some last minute training in the arena, striking at a dummy in silence. His expression is stoic, but he is radiating nervous energy.
Adam, doing what he does best, seemingly suddenly appears behind him "Hey. You alright?"
Asada jumps a bit and spins around, just barely resisting the impulse to smack him with his staff. "O-Oh. Hi, sorry..." he says as he lowers his staff. "Y-Yeah, I'm fine. Of course I'm fine, why wouldn't I be fine?"
''You seem nervous. Also, you just said, "Why wouldn't I be fine" Doesn't make you sound very fine."
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Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
She smiles "Definitely wouldnt mind a little test before we leave" She stands, holding it up in a ready stance
His arm and leg begin to glow through some cracks as he prepares to fight, "Lets do this then." Init:21
Init: 12 *How strong is he? Regina is lv 8*
(Atlas is level 9, he's got only 30hp.)
He suddenly begins blurring with speed, smiling as he casts Haste on himself, running in and swinging down, a blade coming out of his arm. To hit:23 Damage:11
Thats a hit, though Regina as a reaction will parry to reduce the damage by 6, before retaliating with reckless and rage: Attack: 25 Damage: 7 Attack: 21 Damage: 11
*Oh Battle master Barbarian? Fun.*
To stop himself from having his health instantly halved, he holds out his prosthetic hand, causing it to take the damage instead of him (Can only do this once every few turns). He grabs their weapon and it begins to glow red hot (Heat Metal, Con save, DC 17, damage:4) before swinging down with his blade arm again. To hit:12 Damage:10
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
“Yes. I am ready now. I just need to take off my weights and have a drink, I think. Are you ready? Healed?”
They nod. “Well enough! Are we fighting until surrender, or unconsciousness?” Mykailo stands, leaping off the stand gracefully like a cat, their boots muffling the sound completely.
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Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
Asada is doing some last minute training in the arena, striking at a dummy in silence. His expression is stoic, but he is radiating nervous energy.
Adam, doing what he does best, seemingly suddenly appears behind him "Hey. You alright?"
Asada jumps a bit and spins around, just barely resisting the impulse to smack him with his staff. "O-Oh. Hi, sorry..." he says as he lowers his staff. "Y-Yeah, I'm fine. Of course I'm fine, why wouldn't I be fine?"
''You seem nervous. Also, you just said, "Why wouldn't I be fine" Doesn't make you sound very fine."
Asada stares at Adam for a moment before letting out a sigh. "I'm....going on a quest..."
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Vaughn is throwing their spear and retrieving it from a training dummy in the amphitheatre, pacing out a slightly longer distance each time the spear strikes somewhere that would presumably be fatal. They’re not wearing their helmet - it’s nearby, resting in the seating area - and they’ve swapped their pin-and-badge-covered jacket for a bulky, heavy-looking vest of some kind.
Regina looks over as she walks by, before stopping to observe this training regimen. She's wearing a simple grey adidas hoodie, and wearing a large hiking backpack, with 2 bottles of ambrosia and a water bottle strapped to the side
The shine of sweat on their arms and their heavy breathing suggests this is more of a warm down than actual training - though she can tell the vest is a weighted one. Vaughn pauses to wave hello before resuming.
"Morning! Weight training, huh? Never a bad idea. You got some pretty nice aim"
“Morning! Yes. It’s to make me faster when the vest is off, and keep my stamina up. And thank you. The vest stops me from getting.. angry.. somehow. If I miss. I can’t seem to hit reliably past..” They glance to the dummy and count off footprints in the sand under their breath. “Forty feet. I hope to hit fifty feet once today.”
"How long have you been using a spear for? Throwing them certainly isnt as simple as it seems.. Forty is honestly not too bad! Fifty should be pretty easy to reach off that with a little luck at least once"
“I have been using a spear for as long as I’ve been training… perhaps.. eight years? Seven? And yes.. this is a war-spear, so the balance is weighted slightly toward the head. It means it.. wobbles, almost, on long throws. I think I can compensate for it, but it means sacrificing speed on the throw. It may be better to simply work on throwing faster, even over shorter distances..” Vaughn frowns and then glances at Regina. “Sorry. I was.. thinking out loud.”
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
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(Atlas is level 9, he's got only 30hp.)
He suddenly begins blurring with speed, smiling as he casts Haste on himself, running in and swinging down, a blade coming out of his arm. To hit:23 Damage:11
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
"True, though some bear more then others, and some wear it better then others. Some are better able to understand it and find the silver lining in the lessons it so harshly teaches. But I'm just waxing philosophical on the matter, hard to not do so when the very essence of fear and dread is forever a part of you." he says shaking his head.
"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
“Yes. I am ready now. I just need to take off my weights and have a drink, I think. Are you ready? Healed?”
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
“You use a very formal tone, like you’re addressing the president. ‘I did not intend to hit you, my apologies’, they say, mimicking Vaughn’s voice.”
I’m a decent DM and an above average rules lawyer
I have several complete Pokedexes | I may be stupid, but at least I’m not smart!
Stay Paranoid!! My Drummer given title is… Swift as the Dragon
May the dice roll ever in your favor
"How long have you been using a spear for? Throwing them certainly isnt as simple as it seems.. Forty is honestly not too bad! Fifty should be pretty easy to reach off that with a little luck at least once"
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 jumps a bit and spins around, just barely resisting the impulse to smack him with his staff. "O-Oh. Hi, sorry..." he says as he lowers his staff. "Y-Yeah, I'm fine. Of course I'm fine, why wouldn't I be fine?"
"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.. I don’t know how I’d talk to the president. Do I really sound like that? I’m just trying to be polite.” They sound a little distraught.
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
Thats a hit, though Regina as a reaction will parry to reduce the damage by 6, before retaliating with reckless and rage:
Attack: 25 Damage: 7
Attack: 21 Damage: 11
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)
*boo*
*HI ARCH!!*
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 just didn’t expect it from some random guy with a spear at the CHB arena.”
I’m a decent DM and an above average rules lawyer
I have several complete Pokedexes | I may be stupid, but at least I’m not smart!
Stay Paranoid!! My Drummer given title is… Swift as the Dragon
May the dice roll ever in your favor
*AHHH!!!
Hi Arch!*
"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
''You seem nervous. Also, you just said, "Why wouldn't I be fine" Doesn't make you sound very fine."
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
*Oh Battle master Barbarian? Fun.*
To stop himself from having his health instantly halved, he holds out his prosthetic hand, causing it to take the damage instead of him (Can only do this once every few turns). He grabs their weapon and it begins to glow red hot (Heat Metal, Con save, DC 17, damage:4) before swinging down with his blade arm again. To hit:12 Damage:10
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
They nod. “Well enough! Are we fighting until surrender, or unconsciousness?” Mykailo stands, leaping off the stand gracefully like a cat, their boots muffling the sound completely.
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
*Hiya arch!*
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
Asada stares at Adam for a moment before letting out a sigh. "I'm....going on a quest..."
"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 have been using a spear for as long as I’ve been training… perhaps.. eight years? Seven? And yes.. this is a war-spear, so the balance is weighted slightly toward the head. It means it.. wobbles, almost, on long throws. I think I can compensate for it, but it means sacrificing speed on the throw. It may be better to simply work on throwing faster, even over shorter distances..” Vaughn frowns and then glances at Regina. “Sorry. I was.. thinking out loud.”
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
*Hello Arch, good see you.*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*A GHOST*
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ