The creature's voice is deep and low, more felt then heard as it shakes the very air around it in a violent hum. It's voice sounds rudimentary and broken, as if it had not uttered much of anything in the long eons it has been trapped, with the hint of an accent that is impossibly ancient, one only occasionally heard by the eldests in all of the Heavens that remain after countless eons of war against the even persistent onslaught of evil.
The angel is silent for a moment, hovering there with its weapon outstretched. “Yes. That is where I was created.” Correlion speaks softly. “Do you wish to return?”
The creature is silent. For a second it seems the creature could be contemplating the question, before it is once again distracted by the movement around it, and singularly driven by its base urge for consumption once more as it lunges at a few other poor souls with its tail hands.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
“Stick close to me, and do not swear any pacts. There are many here that would seek to exploit you. I personally have no gain from doing so.” Correlion says, looking Max over head to toe. “What spells do you know of?”
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“Stick close to me, and do not swear any pacts. There are many here that would seek to exploit you. I personally have no gain from doing so.” Correlion says, looking Max over head to toe. “What spells do you know of?”
“Light spells, attack spells, and illusion spells.”
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The creature's voice is deep and low, more felt then heard as it shakes the very air around it in a violent hum. It's voice sounds rudimentary and broken, as if it had not uttered much of anything in the long eons it has been trapped, with the hint of an accent that is impossibly ancient, one only occasionally heard by the eldests in all of the Heavens that remain after countless eons of war against the even persistent onslaught of evil.
The angel is silent for a moment, hovering there with its weapon outstretched. “Yes. That is where I was created.” Correlion speaks softly. “Do you wish to return?”
The creature is silent. For a second it seems the creature could be contemplating the question, before it is once again distracted by the movement around it, and singularly driven by its base urge for consumption once more as it lunges at a few other poor souls with its tail hands.
Correlion closes its eyes and folds its wings around itself. It mutters a prayer, something foreign in a language the beast can’t quite understand. The angel’s wings flicker for a moment, dropping petals at a much faster rate as ivory white leaf-like feathers grow in their stead. This act seems to be rather painful on themselves - Correlion emits an almost holy light, its halo encompassing its head until it is impossible to see. Pale, silvery flesh grows over their exposed muscles, halting at their forearms that remain stained with crimson. “Creature..” Correlion whispers, emitting bright light in about a 15 ft radius and 15 ft of dimmer further out. “I demand your attention. Do you wish to return to the heavens?”
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“Stick close to me, and do not swear any pacts. There are many here that would seek to exploit you. I personally have no gain from doing so.” Correlion says, looking Max over head to toe. “What spells do you know of?”
“Light spells, attack spells, and illusion spells.”
“Your illusion spells are your strongest ally. Have you learned Phantasmal Force? That, and Mind Whip, as well as Command will serve as your strongest control over the beings here.”
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“Stick close to me, and do not swear any pacts. There are many here that would seek to exploit you. I personally have no gain from doing so.” Correlion says, looking Max over head to toe. “What spells do you know of?”
“Light spells, attack spells, and illusion spells.”
“Your illusion spells are your strongest ally. Have you learned Phantasmal Force? That, and Mind Whip, as well as Command will serve as your strongest control over the beings here.”
“No-I’m not that strong. Master died before he could teach me that much and Foggar never taught me much.”
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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!
"I will ask you a few questions now, they might seem absurd though. Do you wish to live, escape this place, make a home here and enjoy life, and or conquer all?"
“Escape this place!”
"I thought so, the fact that you got in here my a summoning circle gives me hope of escape, I have a home with some of my friends. It is safe and deep underground, we take the wounded and weak there. We are already carrying for a dwarf whose arm was ripped off. Do you wish do join me? I promise to protect you and I never lie.
“O-okay.”
"alright then, first you must promise not to reveal its location."
“Sure.”
"Alright then follow me." he leads you to a cave in a mountain, once there his friend opens a tunnel leading deep into the earth. you come to an iron door. Once opened you see a beautifully crafted cavern with several offshoot tunnels in several direction in the center of the cavern is a huge table, made with all the stones of the surrounding area. stone plaques are above each of the tunnels entrances with titles like hospital, Umbraveths rooom, and supplies. "we are here."
“It’s nice.” He whispers.
"yes it is, you are free to stay here as long as possible, I will teach you some of my fighting skills if you so wish, so you can survive in the outside world."
The chains are the kind that appear when someone exploits an opponent's Do No Evil weakness, but these ones are worn down to almost nothing. It wouldn't even take a single XP point to break them.
"Many people think they are faithful, but they don't understand their own religion and try to get rid of anyone who knows the truth." He puts a soft paw on her claw, feeling them. A bit of black blood oozes from the ensuing gash. He doesn't seem to register any pain. "I used to be a god-king, so I was in charge of interpreting the sacred texts. People didn't like my interpretations, so I'm not sure why they decided putting a mere child on the throne was a good idea in the first place."
"Hm..." she would take a deft claw and press down, breaking the chain. "Sadly many mortals struggle with truths."
It shatters, and his face falls off, leaving a black void. He is silent for a moment, then paws at the hole in the front of his head. A mouth appears and bites his finger, causing him to withdraw it. Eyes and mouths rapidly open and close, appearing and bubbling through the void within the stoat-shaped shell. "SYNCHRONIZING EVERY PATTERN LINK IT TO MY MENTAL STATE AS THE MICE ALL PITTER-PATTER MOW THEM DOWN AND MAKE THEM P-"
He slaps his face back on like a fleshy pancake. "Sorry, where were we?"
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"I will ask you a few questions now, they might seem absurd though. Do you wish to live, escape this place, make a home here and enjoy life, and or conquer all?"
“Escape this place!”
"I thought so, the fact that you got in here my a summoning circle gives me hope of escape, I have a home with some of my friends. It is safe and deep underground, we take the wounded and weak there. We are already carrying for a dwarf whose arm was ripped off. Do you wish do join me? I promise to protect you and I never lie.
“O-okay.”
"alright then, first you must promise not to reveal its location."
“Sure.”
"Alright then follow me." he leads you to a cave in a mountain, once there his friend opens a tunnel leading deep into the earth. you come to an iron door. Once opened you see a beautifully crafted cavern with several offshoot tunnels in several direction in the center of the cavern is a huge table, made with all the stones of the surrounding area. stone plaques are above each of the tunnels entrances with titles like hospital, Umbraveths rooom, and supplies. "we are here."
“It’s nice.” He whispers.
"yes it is, you are free to stay here as long as possible, I will teach you some of my fighting skills if you so wish, so you can survive in the outside world."
“Okay.”
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“No-I’m not that strong. Master died before he could teach me that much and Foggar never taught me much.”
Correlion seems thoughtful for a moment. *What’s his level and class? And what spells/cantrips does he know?*
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Correlion closes its eyes and folds its wings around itself. It mutters a prayer, something foreign in a language the beast can’t quite understand. The angel’s wings flicker for a moment, dropping petals at a much faster rate as ivory white leaf-like feathers grow in their stead. This act seems to be rather painful on themselves - Correlion emits an almost holy light, its halo encompassing its head until it is impossible to see. Pale, silvery flesh grows over their exposed muscles, halting at their forearms that remain stained with crimson. “Creature..” Correlion whispers, emitting bright light in about a 15 ft radius and 15 ft of dimmer further out. “I demand your attention. Do you wish to return to the heavens?”
Ravarus's attention is drawn back by the light, it's own large eye seemingly glowing a bit brighter in response to this angelic display. It reaches up once more, but not to grab,but to hold out a deformed claw on the end of one of the hand tail's fingers for Correlion to perch on.
"H...ea...ven...s..." it speaks out again, seeming to struggle with any other words at this time, yet Correlion almost seems to understand the solidarity to himself in that single broken word.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
The chains are the kind that appear when someone exploits an opponent's Do No Evil weakness, but these ones are worn down to almost nothing. It wouldn't even take a single XP point to break them.
"Many people think they are faithful, but they don't understand their own religion and try to get rid of anyone who knows the truth." He puts a soft paw on her claw, feeling them. A bit of black blood oozes from the ensuing gash. He doesn't seem to register any pain. "I used to be a god-king, so I was in charge of interpreting the sacred texts. People didn't like my interpretations, so I'm not sure why they decided putting a mere child on the throne was a good idea in the first place."
"Hm..." she would take a deft claw and press down, breaking the chain. "Sadly many mortals struggle with truths."
It shatters, and his face falls off, leaving a black void. He is silent for a moment, then paws at the hole in the front of his head. A mouth appears and bites his finger, causing him to withdraw it. Eyes and mouths rapidly open and close, appearing and bubbling through the void within the stoat-shaped shell. "SYNCHRONIZING EVERY PATTERN LINK IT TO MY MENTAL STATE AS THE MICE ALL PITTER-PATTER MOW THEM DOWN AND MAKE THEM P-"
He slaps his face back on like a fleshy pancake. "Sorry, where were we?"
"Oh hohoho, my my aren't you a rather odd sort my fine fuzzy friend. Not that oddness is in short supply here."
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
"That's a shame. Animals shouldn't be punished for being what they are. Killing you would make sense, but sending you here? Shameful, really."
“I come back to life whenever I die.”
"What are you, by the way?"
“I’m an Unholy Being!”
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"I will ask you a few questions now, they might seem absurd though. Do you wish to live, escape this place, make a home here and enjoy life, and or conquer all?"
“Escape this place!”
"I thought so, the fact that you got in here my a summoning circle gives me hope of escape, I have a home with some of my friends. It is safe and deep underground, we take the wounded and weak there. We are already carrying for a dwarf whose arm was ripped off. Do you wish do join me? I promise to protect you and I never lie.
“O-okay.”
"alright then, first you must promise not to reveal its location."
“Sure.”
"Alright then follow me." he leads you to a cave in a mountain, once there his friend opens a tunnel leading deep into the earth. you come to an iron door. Once opened you see a beautifully crafted cavern with several offshoot tunnels in several direction in the center of the cavern is a huge table, made with all the stones of the surrounding area. stone plaques are above each of the tunnels entrances with titles like hospital, Umbraveths rooom, and supplies. "we are here."
“It’s nice.” He whispers.
"yes it is, you are free to stay here as long as possible, I will teach you some of my fighting skills if you so wish, so you can survive in the outside world."
“Okay.”
He shows you to your room "all right then I must be off, If you wish to occupancy me you can."
"I will ask you a few questions now, they might seem absurd though. Do you wish to live, escape this place, make a home here and enjoy life, and or conquer all?"
“Escape this place!”
"I thought so, the fact that you got in here my a summoning circle gives me hope of escape, I have a home with some of my friends. It is safe and deep underground, we take the wounded and weak there. We are already carrying for a dwarf whose arm was ripped off. Do you wish do join me? I promise to protect you and I never lie.
“O-okay.”
"alright then, first you must promise not to reveal its location."
“Sure.”
"Alright then follow me." he leads you to a cave in a mountain, once there his friend opens a tunnel leading deep into the earth. you come to an iron door. Once opened you see a beautifully crafted cavern with several offshoot tunnels in several direction in the center of the cavern is a huge table, made with all the stones of the surrounding area. stone plaques are above each of the tunnels entrances with titles like hospital, Umbraveths rooom, and supplies. "we are here."
“It’s nice.” He whispers.
"yes it is, you are free to stay here as long as possible, I will teach you some of my fighting skills if you so wish, so you can survive in the outside world."
“Okay.”
He shows you to your room "all right then I must be off, If you wish to occupancy me you can."
“Okay!” He follows.
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It shatters, and his face falls off, leaving a black void. He is silent for a moment, then paws at the hole in the front of his head. A mouth appears and bites his finger, causing him to withdraw it. Eyes and mouths rapidly open and close, appearing and bubbling through the void within the stoat-shaped shell. "SYNCHRONIZING EVERY PATTERN LINK IT TO MY MENTAL STATE AS THE MICE ALL PITTER-PATTER MOW THEM DOWN AND MAKE THEM P-"
He slaps his face back on like a fleshy pancake. "Sorry, where were we?"
"Oh hohoho, my my aren't you a rather odd sort my fine fuzzy friend. Not that oddness is in short supply here."
"That's good to hear. By the way, how did you get down here?" He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a stapler. He begins to staple his face on, not expressing pain despite the bite on his finger clearly hurting him.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"I will ask you a few questions now, they might seem absurd though. Do you wish to live, escape this place, make a home here and enjoy life, and or conquer all?"
“Escape this place!”
"I thought so, the fact that you got in here my a summoning circle gives me hope of escape, I have a home with some of my friends. It is safe and deep underground, we take the wounded and weak there. We are already carrying for a dwarf whose arm was ripped off. Do you wish do join me? I promise to protect you and I never lie.
“O-okay.”
"alright then, first you must promise not to reveal its location."
“Sure.”
"Alright then follow me." he leads you to a cave in a mountain, once there his friend opens a tunnel leading deep into the earth. you come to an iron door. Once opened you see a beautifully crafted cavern with several offshoot tunnels in several direction in the center of the cavern is a huge table, made with all the stones of the surrounding area. stone plaques are above each of the tunnels entrances with titles like hospital, Umbraveths rooom, and supplies. "we are here."
“It’s nice.” He whispers.
"yes it is, you are free to stay here as long as possible, I will teach you some of my fighting skills if you so wish, so you can survive in the outside world."
“Okay.”
He shows you to your room "all right then I must be off, If you wish to occupancy me you can."
“Okay!” He follows.
Malrick walks out the base and searches the surrounding area. While you see no sign of life Malrick seems to. You set off. "So young one who were you apprenticed to?"
"I will ask you a few questions now, they might seem absurd though. Do you wish to live, escape this place, make a home here and enjoy life, and or conquer all?"
“Escape this place!”
"I thought so, the fact that you got in here my a summoning circle gives me hope of escape, I have a home with some of my friends. It is safe and deep underground, we take the wounded and weak there. We are already carrying for a dwarf whose arm was ripped off. Do you wish do join me? I promise to protect you and I never lie.
“O-okay.”
"alright then, first you must promise not to reveal its location."
“Sure.”
"Alright then follow me." he leads you to a cave in a mountain, once there his friend opens a tunnel leading deep into the earth. you come to an iron door. Once opened you see a beautifully crafted cavern with several offshoot tunnels in several direction in the center of the cavern is a huge table, made with all the stones of the surrounding area. stone plaques are above each of the tunnels entrances with titles like hospital, Umbraveths rooom, and supplies. "we are here."
“It’s nice.” He whispers.
"yes it is, you are free to stay here as long as possible, I will teach you some of my fighting skills if you so wish, so you can survive in the outside world."
“Okay.”
He shows you to your room "all right then I must be off, If you wish to occupancy me you can."
“Okay!” He follows.
Malrick walks out the base and searches the surrounding area. While you see no sign of life Malrick seems to. You set off. "So young one who were you apprenticed to?"
“I just called him Master. My parents took me to him when I was ten. He was always mysterious. Unkind. It took me years to learn magic.”
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The creature is silent. For a second it seems the creature could be contemplating the question, before it is once again distracted by the movement around it, and singularly driven by its base urge for consumption once more as it lunges at a few other poor souls with its tail hands.
"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
“Stick close to me, and do not swear any pacts. There are many here that would seek to exploit you. I personally have no gain from doing so.” Correlion says, looking Max over head to toe. “What spells do you know of?”
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“Light spells, attack spells, and illusion spells.”
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!
Extended Signature!
Correlion closes its eyes and folds its wings around itself. It mutters a prayer, something foreign in a language the beast can’t quite understand. The angel’s wings flicker for a moment, dropping petals at a much faster rate as ivory white leaf-like feathers grow in their stead. This act seems to be rather painful on themselves - Correlion emits an almost holy light, its halo encompassing its head until it is impossible to see. Pale, silvery flesh grows over their exposed muscles, halting at their forearms that remain stained with crimson. “Creature..” Correlion whispers, emitting bright light in about a 15 ft radius and 15 ft of dimmer further out. “I demand your attention. Do you wish to return to the heavens?”
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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
“Your illusion spells are your strongest ally. Have you learned Phantasmal Force? That, and Mind Whip, as well as Command will serve as your strongest control over the beings here.”
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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
“No-I’m not that strong. Master died before he could teach me that much and Foggar never taught me much.”
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!
Extended Signature!
"yes it is, you are free to stay here as long as possible, I will teach you some of my fighting skills if you so wish, so you can survive in the outside world."
It shatters, and his face falls off, leaving a black void. He is silent for a moment, then paws at the hole in the front of his head. A mouth appears and bites his finger, causing him to withdraw it. Eyes and mouths rapidly open and close, appearing and bubbling through the void within the stoat-shaped shell.
"SYNCHRONIZING EVERY PATTERN
LINK IT TO MY MENTAL STATE
AS THE MICE ALL PITTER-PATTER
MOW THEM DOWN AND MAKE THEM P-"
He slaps his face back on like a fleshy pancake. "Sorry, where were we?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“Okay.”
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!
Extended Signature!
Correlion seems thoughtful for a moment. *What’s his level and class? And what spells/cantrips does he know?*
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Ravarus's attention is drawn back by the light, it's own large eye seemingly glowing a bit brighter in response to this angelic display. It reaches up once more, but not to grab,but to hold out a deformed claw on the end of one of the hand tail's fingers for Correlion to perch on.
"H...ea...ven...s..." it speaks out again, seeming to struggle with any other words at this time, yet Correlion almost seems to understand the solidarity to himself in that single broken word.
"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
"What are you, by the way?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Oh hohoho, my my aren't you a rather odd sort my fine fuzzy friend. Not that oddness is in short supply here."
"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’m an Unholy Being!”
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!
Extended Signature!
He shows you to your room "all right then I must be off, If you wish to occupancy me you can."
“Okay!” He follows.
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!
Extended Signature!
"That's good to hear. By the way, how did you get down here?" He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a stapler. He begins to staple his face on, not expressing pain despite the bite on his finger clearly hurting him.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"I don't know what that means..." he murmurs. "Do you have a stapler?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Malrick walks out the base and searches the surrounding area. While you see no sign of life Malrick seems to. You set off. "So young one who were you apprenticed to?"
“I just called him Master. My parents took me to him when I was ten. He was always mysterious. Unkind. It took me years to learn magic.”
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!
Extended Signature!