*im finally going to create a character for this! I have one question though. With blades of the unholy do you spend dread points each time you create a weapon? Or is it you buy that type and can use it any time?*
*you buy that type and can use it any time.*
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My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
*im finally going to create a character for this! I have one question though. With blades of the unholy do you spend dread points each time you create a weapon? Or is it you buy that type and can use it any time?*
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
She looks to Grimm "Now, when did you first get here?"
Grimm thinks for a bit. "Ven."
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*i have the sudden feeling that im getting arcane blasted*
Grimm sleeps for another 3 hours.
After a few hours asleep, Grimm wakes up. He quickly realizes that not only was he tricked into coming back here, but he is trapped. He roars the loudest, most angry sound anyone has ever heard him make, then attempts to bite the cage door.
Attack: 19 Damage: 19
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Somewhere in the depths of Profanus, a bolt of purple lightning more massive than any ever seen on the plane and beyond strikes the ground with such force it leave an charred impact crater several miles wide. Within the crates are many fulgurites, massive natural sculptures of glass in a wide variety of colors that almost look like waves and streams flowing or shooting away from the center of the impact crater and creating a beautiful display. At the crater's center is a large disc of pure crystalline glass that softly glows, the surface of a portal.
Grimm flies into the portal, after spending some time admiring the beautiful formations surrounding it.
As they enter the glass pool, they exit out to see the chaos of a massive phantom warzone. The sounds of shouting, metal clashing against metal, magic being cast, and explosions from siege weapons can be heard all around Grimm. Flickering in and out of existence are shadowy apparitions of soldiers, beasts of battles, and great monster can be seen fighting each other. Rain continuously falls as lightning randomly strikes the ground. In the far distance is a massive battle fort that towers over anything else.
Grimm whirls around in the air, unsure of what he should be afraid of. Upon seeing the fort, he makes a beeline for it.
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A rip in the fabric of the plane appears. It is slowly widened by gigantic red claws, before the six-legged dragon Giratina emerges. It breathes in deeply the familiar scent of Profanus.
*WE ARE SO BACK*
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(And, of course, Dragon Tamer. It is in the name, after all)
I'm currently locked out of some forums, but I'll be back soon!
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
Correlion is in Profanus, currently sitting at the uppermost floor of an open-rooftop building of a rather old tower. From the looks of it, it seems to be a library of sorts, though not very well kept judging by the dust and decaying shelves. The archangel is sat on a floor cushion, crosslegged, holding a book in their hands as they read what seems to be a history of magical taxonomy. Their hair is in a loose braid, their armor still shimmering slightly as if it were an illusion. The angel’s swords are still sheathed at its sides, and its wings are covered in a thin, flexible steel armor. A candle sits next to them, lit with a greenish flame.
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Correlion is in Profanus, currently sitting at the uppermost floor of an open-rooftop building of a rather old tower. From the looks of it, it seems to be a library of sorts, though not very well kept judging by the dust and decaying shelves. The archangel is sat on a floor cushion, crosslegged, holding a book in their hands as they read what seems to be a history of magical taxonomy. Their hair is in a loose braid, their armor still shimmering slightly as if it were an illusion. The angel’s swords are still sheathed at its sides, and its wings are covered in a thin, flexible steel armor. A candle sits next to them, lit with a greenish flame.
They would notice a shadow fly overhead. After a few moments, "Coronet" would gently land on roof of the tower, her three skull heads peering inside the opening to look at the Archangel. "Well hello there Correlion! Good to see you well after your skirmishes." her voice echos out of her grinning skulls.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Correlion is in Profanus, currently sitting at the uppermost floor of an open-rooftop building of a rather old tower. From the looks of it, it seems to be a library of sorts, though not very well kept judging by the dust and decaying shelves. The archangel is sat on a floor cushion, crosslegged, holding a book in their hands as they read what seems to be a history of magical taxonomy. Their hair is in a loose braid, their armor still shimmering slightly as if it were an illusion. The angel’s swords are still sheathed at its sides, and its wings are covered in a thin, flexible steel armor. A candle sits next to them, lit with a greenish flame.
Giratina flies up and lands next to Correlion. "Hello there. Has anything of note happened since I left?"
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(And, of course, Dragon Tamer. It is in the name, after all)
I'm currently locked out of some forums, but I'll be back soon!
Correlion is in Profanus, currently sitting at the uppermost floor of an open-rooftop building of a rather old tower. From the looks of it, it seems to be a library of sorts, though not very well kept judging by the dust and decaying shelves. The archangel is sat on a floor cushion, crosslegged, holding a book in their hands as they read what seems to be a history of magical taxonomy. Their hair is in a loose braid, their armor still shimmering slightly as if it were an illusion. The angel’s swords are still sheathed at its sides, and its wings are covered in a thin, flexible steel armor. A candle sits next to them, lit with a greenish flame.
They would notice a shadow fly overhead. After a few moments, "Coronet" would gently land on roof of the tower, her three skull heads peering inside the opening to look at the Archangel. "Well hello there Correlion! Good to see you well after your skirmishes." her voice echos out of her grinning skulls.
The angel doesn’t look up from their book, but the eyes on their wings flick up to watch her. “Hello Coronet.” Correlion says, turning to the next page. “It seems as if peace is much easier to find with Umbraveth gone and Malrick weakened.”
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Correlion is in Profanus, currently sitting at the uppermost floor of an open-rooftop building of a rather old tower. From the looks of it, it seems to be a library of sorts, though not very well kept judging by the dust and decaying shelves. The archangel is sat on a floor cushion, crosslegged, holding a book in their hands as they read what seems to be a history of magical taxonomy. Their hair is in a loose braid, their armor still shimmering slightly as if it were an illusion. The angel’s swords are still sheathed at its sides, and its wings are covered in a thin, flexible steel armor. A candle sits next to them, lit with a greenish flame.
Giratina flies up and lands next to Correlion. "Hello there. Has anything of note happened since I left?"
Correlion’s wings ruffle slightly as if startled by their sudden appearance, but the angel retains the same impassive face. “Giratina? I had thought you died. I suppose it depends on what you consider to be of note. Umbraveth is currently dead, and Malrick is alive.”
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Correlion is in Profanus, currently sitting at the uppermost floor of an open-rooftop building of a rather old tower. From the looks of it, it seems to be a library of sorts, though not very well kept judging by the dust and decaying shelves. The archangel is sat on a floor cushion, crosslegged, holding a book in their hands as they read what seems to be a history of magical taxonomy. Their hair is in a loose braid, their armor still shimmering slightly as if it were an illusion. The angel’s swords are still sheathed at its sides, and its wings are covered in a thin, flexible steel armor. A candle sits next to them, lit with a greenish flame.
Giratina flies up and lands next to Correlion. "Hello there. Has anything of note happened since I left?"
Correlion’s wings ruffle slightly as if startled by their sudden appearance, but the angel retains the same impassive face. “Giratina? I had thought you died. I suppose it depends on what you consider to be of note. Umbraveth is currently dead, and Malrick is alive.”
"Sadly, I did die. And yet, I live. I suppose someone must kill the former king once again."
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"Sadly, I did die. And yet, I live. I suppose someone must kill the former king once again."
Correlion chuckles quietly. “I wish you the best of luck in that endeavor. He is weakened now, if you are hungry for revenge. My personal thirst for his blood has been sated, for now. I intend to conduct the rest of my research in peace. But I do wish you the best of luck in your endeavor, most earnestly.”
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Correlion is in Profanus, currently sitting at the uppermost floor of an open-rooftop building of a rather old tower. From the looks of it, it seems to be a library of sorts, though not very well kept judging by the dust and decaying shelves. The archangel is sat on a floor cushion, crosslegged, holding a book in their hands as they read what seems to be a history of magical taxonomy. Their hair is in a loose braid, their armor still shimmering slightly as if it were an illusion. The angel’s swords are still sheathed at its sides, and its wings are covered in a thin, flexible steel armor. A candle sits next to them, lit with a greenish flame.
They would notice a shadow fly overhead. After a few moments, "Coronet" would gently land on roof of the tower, her three skull heads peering inside the opening to look at the Archangel. "Well hello there Correlion! Good to see you well after your skirmishes." her voice echos out of her grinning skulls.
The angel doesn’t look up from their book, but the eyes on their wings flick up to watch her. “Hello Coronet.” Correlion says, turning to the next page. “It seems as if peace is much easier to find with Umbraveth gone and Malrick weakened.”
"It does seem that way. Though I know that the peace will not last. It never does down here." She says as she observes him.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
"It does seem that way. Though I know that the peace will not last. It never does down here." She says as she observes him.
“I had heard from.. an ally of mine that you had something to do with Malrick’s return?” The angel states in a monotone, still not looking up at her.
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"It does seem that way. Though I know that the peace will not last. It never does down here." She says as she observes him.
“I had heard from.. an ally of mine that you had something to do with Malrick’s return?” The angel states in a monotone, still not looking up at her.
"I did indeed." she says, having no reason lie about it. "I have never cared for imprisonment as a means of defeating one's enemy. Subjugation and death tend to be prefered. Besides, he would have been brought back eventually. His allies were already in the process of acquiring the energy needed." she says as she lays down on the roof, his front claws folded over each other like a human crossing their legs. "Also, I wished to make some changes to my current form, and usually only death gives one the opportunity which is not really a pleasant endeavour. Depowering myself back to square one gave me that opportunity."
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
"It does seem that way. Though I know that the peace will not last. It never does down here." She says as she observes him.
“I had heard from.. an ally of mine that you had something to do with Malrick’s return?” The angel states in a monotone, still not looking up at her.
"I did indeed." she says, having no reason lie about it. "I have never cared for imprisonment as a means of defeating one's enemy. Subjugation and death tend to be prefered. Besides, he would have been brought back eventually. His allies were already in the process of acquiring the energy needed." she says as she lays down on the roof, his front claws folded over each other like a human crossing their legs. "Also, I wished to make some changes to my current form, and usually only death gives one the opportunity which is not really a pleasant endeavour. Depowering myself back to square one gave me that opportunity."
“Imprisonment is less preferable to eternal death, I do agree, but it was the most efficient way to keep Malrick out of my way. If I had possessed the means to kill him permanently, I would have.” Correlion gently shuts their book. “And you are not afraid of possible consequence? I do hope you understand that this act does lend to you choosing a side strictly against me. Our upcoming tea parties may not be as pleasant.”
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"It does seem that way. Though I know that the peace will not last. It never does down here." She says as she observes him.
“I had heard from.. an ally of mine that you had something to do with Malrick’s return?” The angel states in a monotone, still not looking up at her.
"I did indeed." she says, having no reason lie about it. "I have never cared for imprisonment as a means of defeating one's enemy. Subjugation and death tend to be prefered. Besides, he would have been brought back eventually. His allies were already in the process of acquiring the energy needed." she says as she lays down on the roof, his front claws folded over each other like a human crossing their legs. "Also, I wished to make some changes to my current form, and usually only death gives one the opportunity which is not really a pleasant endeavour. Depowering myself back to square one gave me that opportunity."
“Imprisonment is less preferable to eternal death, I do agree, but it was the most efficient way to keep Malrick out of my way. If I had possessed the means to kill him permanently, I would have.” Correlion gently shuts their book. “And you are not afraid of possible consequence? I do hope you understand that this act does lend to you choosing a side strictly against me. Our upcoming tea parties may not be as pleasant.”
"If this act would make us enemies, then I accept your decision on the matter. In truth, I find no one true enemies here, just fleeting opponents of the great game we have been trapped in. Life in death have little other meaning here, and those that are threats today may be fodder tomorrow." she says casually, not showing any fear of the powerful archangel.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
*you buy that type and can use it any time.*
My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
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Lightning flashes, it creates ash. The ash forms a human.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
Grimm thinks for a bit. "Ven."
Pokemon Master, Hero of Hyrule, Jedi Knight, Minecrafter, Celestial Being Beyond Comprehension, Bounty Hunter, Salmon Runner, Nailmaster, Yarn Yoshi Enjoyer, Animal Lover, Math Rock Roller, Nerd King in all Aspects.
(And, of course, Dragon Tamer. It is in the name, after all)
I'm currently locked out of some forums, but I'll be back soon!
Pokemon Master, Hero of Hyrule, Jedi Knight, Minecrafter, Celestial Being Beyond Comprehension, Bounty Hunter, Salmon Runner, Nailmaster, Yarn Yoshi Enjoyer, Animal Lover, Math Rock Roller, Nerd King in all Aspects.
(And, of course, Dragon Tamer. It is in the name, after all)
I'm currently locked out of some forums, but I'll be back soon!
Pokemon Master, Hero of Hyrule, Jedi Knight, Minecrafter, Celestial Being Beyond Comprehension, Bounty Hunter, Salmon Runner, Nailmaster, Yarn Yoshi Enjoyer, Animal Lover, Math Rock Roller, Nerd King in all Aspects.
(And, of course, Dragon Tamer. It is in the name, after all)
I'm currently locked out of some forums, but I'll be back soon!
Pokemon Master, Hero of Hyrule, Jedi Knight, Minecrafter, Celestial Being Beyond Comprehension, Bounty Hunter, Salmon Runner, Nailmaster, Yarn Yoshi Enjoyer, Animal Lover, Math Rock Roller, Nerd King in all Aspects.
(And, of course, Dragon Tamer. It is in the name, after all)
I'm currently locked out of some forums, but I'll be back soon!
*I can’t rp now and I need to make a stat block, so I’ll be on this tomorrow!*
Lightning flashes, it creates ash. The ash forms a human.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
Correlion is in Profanus, currently sitting at the uppermost floor of an open-rooftop building of a rather old tower. From the looks of it, it seems to be a library of sorts, though not very well kept judging by the dust and decaying shelves. The archangel is sat on a floor cushion, crosslegged, holding a book in their hands as they read what seems to be a history of magical taxonomy. Their hair is in a loose braid, their armor still shimmering slightly as if it were an illusion. The angel’s swords are still sheathed at its sides, and its wings are covered in a thin, flexible steel armor. A candle sits next to them, lit with a greenish flame.
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making a smoothie for meta
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Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
They would notice a shadow fly overhead. After a few moments, "Coronet" would gently land on roof of the tower, her three skull heads peering inside the opening to look at the Archangel. "Well hello there Correlion! Good to see you well after your skirmishes." her voice echos out of her grinning skulls.
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
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RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
Giratina flies up and lands next to Correlion. "Hello there. Has anything of note happened since I left?"
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(And, of course, Dragon Tamer. It is in the name, after all)
I'm currently locked out of some forums, but I'll be back soon!
The angel doesn’t look up from their book, but the eyes on their wings flick up to watch her. “Hello Coronet.” Correlion says, turning to the next page. “It seems as if peace is much easier to find with Umbraveth gone and Malrick weakened.”
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Correlion’s wings ruffle slightly as if startled by their sudden appearance, but the angel retains the same impassive face. “Giratina? I had thought you died. I suppose it depends on what you consider to be of note. Umbraveth is currently dead, and Malrick is alive.”
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making a smoothie for meta
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"Sadly, I did die. And yet, I live. I suppose someone must kill the former king once again."
Pokemon Master, Hero of Hyrule, Jedi Knight, Minecrafter, Celestial Being Beyond Comprehension, Bounty Hunter, Salmon Runner, Nailmaster, Yarn Yoshi Enjoyer, Animal Lover, Math Rock Roller, Nerd King in all Aspects.
(And, of course, Dragon Tamer. It is in the name, after all)
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Correlion chuckles quietly. “I wish you the best of luck in that endeavor. He is weakened now, if you are hungry for revenge. My personal thirst for his blood has been sated, for now. I intend to conduct the rest of my research in peace. But I do wish you the best of luck in your endeavor, most earnestly.”
— 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
"It does seem that way. Though I know that the peace will not last. It never does down here." She says as she observes him.
"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 had heard from.. an ally of mine that you had something to do with Malrick’s return?” The angel states in a monotone, still not looking up at her.
— 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
"I did indeed." she says, having no reason lie about it. "I have never cared for imprisonment as a means of defeating one's enemy. Subjugation and death tend to be prefered. Besides, he would have been brought back eventually. His allies were already in the process of acquiring the energy needed." she says as she lays down on the roof, his front claws folded over each other like a human crossing their legs. "Also, I wished to make some changes to my current form, and usually only death gives one the opportunity which is not really a pleasant endeavour. Depowering myself back to square one gave me that opportunity."
"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
*hello! Does anyone want to rp?*
Lightning flashes, it creates ash. The ash forms a human.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
“Imprisonment is less preferable to eternal death, I do agree, but it was the most efficient way to keep Malrick out of my way. If I had possessed the means to kill him permanently, I would have.” Correlion gently shuts their book. “And you are not afraid of possible consequence? I do hope you understand that this act does lend to you choosing a side strictly against me. Our upcoming tea parties may not be as pleasant.”
— 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
"If this act would make us enemies, then I accept your decision on the matter. In truth, I find no one true enemies here, just fleeting opponents of the great game we have been trapped in. Life in death have little other meaning here, and those that are threats today may be fodder tomorrow." she says casually, not showing any fear of the powerful archangel.
"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