DM for the Daufuskie Dungeon Delvers. Happily a bookworm. Call me Tree. Creator and owner of the Tree Cult. ( I AM NOT THE FOCUS OF THE CULT!!!! ITS A GROUP OF PEOPLE WHO LIKE TREES!!!!!)
PM me the word BOOKS PM me the word TREE PM me if you wanna talk
DM for the Daufuskie Dungeon Delvers. Happily a bookworm. Call me Tree. Creator and owner of the Tree Cult. ( I AM NOT THE FOCUS OF THE CULT!!!! ITS A GROUP OF PEOPLE WHO LIKE TREES!!!!!)
PM me the word BOOKS PM me the word TREE PM me if you wanna talk
*Can you PLEASE cut the quote chains? I know it looks fine from a website perspective, but for mobile it's 5 seconds of scrolling to get to the bottom of one post.*
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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)
*Can you PLEASE cut the quote chains? I know it looks fine from a website perspective, but for mobile it's 5 seconds of scrolling to get to the bottom of one post.*
Bludspiter is wandering the area around where it originally appeared, and also killed and ate Drakan. It’s fallen back to its original loping, predatory stride, using its spiked shield arm as a rudimentary crutch and keeping its tentacle slung over one shoulder to avoid dragging it over the stony ground.
Bludspiter is wandering the area around where it originally appeared, and also killed and ate Drakan. It’s fallen back to its original loping, predatory stride, using its spiked shield arm as a rudimentary crutch and keeping its tentacle slung over one shoulder to avoid dragging it over the stony ground.
*wait, Drakan died?*
Mushisama’s bugs are dragging the corpse of a Shambling Mound away from a crevasse to the central city of Profanus.
Mushisama’s bugs are dragging the corpse of a Shambling Mound away from a crevasse to the central city of Profanus.
*A while ago, yes. He came back.*
Bludspiter will trail after the bugs, more out of bored curiosity than genuine interest in stealing their “prize”.
*oh, ok. I thought that was recent.*
They wander without rest through the mostly abandoned streets of the cities, going over and sometimes under rubble that fell from the buildings around. They eventually stop at the base of a statue. It seems to depict an angelic creature, with two pairs of wings and four arms, forced to kneel to some unknown force. Its head had been forcefully removed and is nowhere in sight. At its base is the beginnings of a garden, with vines starting to trail up it.
Giratina is hovering high above the ground, observing the sky for a way out.
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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)
They wander without rest through the mostly abandoned streets of the cities, going over and sometimes under rubble that fell from the buildings around. They eventually stop at the base of a statue. It seems to depict an angelic creature, with two pairs of wings and four arms, forced to kneel to some unknown force. Its head had been forcefully removed and is nowhere in sight. At its base is the beginnings of a garden, with vines starting to trail up it.
Bludspiter waits for what the bugs do with the corpse of the shambling mound, eyeless head moving up and around as it blindly examines its surroundings. It’ll move to a tiny alcove, amorphous form fitting easily into a space within 60ft of the shambling mound corpse.
They wander without rest through the mostly abandoned streets of the cities, going over and sometimes under rubble that fell from the buildings around. They eventually stop at the base of a statue. It seems to depict an angelic creature, with two pairs of wings and four arms, forced to kneel to some unknown force. Its head had been forcefully removed and is nowhere in sight. At its base is the beginnings of a garden, with vines starting to trail up it.
Bludspiter waits for what the bugs do with the corpse of the shambling mound, eyeless head moving up and around as it blindly examines its surroundings. It’ll move to a tiny alcove, amorphous form fitting easily into a space within 60ft of the shambling mound corpse.
They place it at the foot of the statue before hurrying to a pile of woven together fabric. Within it, they form a being similar to that of the statue. Four insect made arms push their way through the sleeves, the hands covered by gloves of equal quality. Colonies of fireflies form in the face, forming false eyes of light when the stone mask is put on. The remaining creatures trail behind the main body, creating the image of a centipedes many legs, which Mushisama uses to walk around. Once this formation is complete, the insect made devil walks back to the Shambling Mound. “You need not hide. Violence is only promised if violence is gifted.”
They place it at the foot of the statue before hurrying to a pile of woven together fabric. Within it, they form a being similar to that of the statue. Four insect made arms push their way through the sleeves, the hands covered by gloves of equal quality. Colonies of fireflies form in the face, forming false eyes of light when the stone mask is put on. The remaining creatures trail behind the main body, creating the image of a centipedes many legs, which Mushisama uses to walk around. Once this formation is complete, the insect made devil walks back to the Shambling Mound. “You need not hide. Violence is only promised if violence is gifted.”
“Violence is not a gift.” Bludspiter’s words are forced and difficult. “What do you know of the creature Malrick?” It peels its way from its alcove and stands at its full height, close to ten feet. “And why do you need that corpse?”
They place it at the foot of the statue before hurrying to a pile of woven together fabric. Within it, they form a being similar to that of the statue. Four insect made arms push their way through the sleeves, the hands covered by gloves of equal quality. Colonies of fireflies form in the face, forming false eyes of light when the stone mask is put on. The remaining creatures trail behind the main body, creating the image of a centipedes many legs, which Mushisama uses to walk around. Once this formation is complete, the insect made devil walks back to the Shambling Mound. “You need not hide. Violence is only promised if violence is gifted.”
“Violence is not a gift.” Bludspiter’s words are forced and difficult. “What do you know of the creature Malrick?” It peels its way from its alcove and stands at its full height, close to ten feet. “And why do you need that corpse?”
“Aye, but it can be given.” He reaches down and starts disassembling the Shambling Mound’s form. “I know former king Malrick used to be a mortal king, and that he wishes to bring peace to this prison for beings too chaotic for such matters. I know that he has a shadow servant named Umbraveth and I know he has killed two beings in this realm, one of which I assume was your master, or at the very least companion. As for this creature, I require sustenance to live. Sadly the sustenance I need is quite rare in this sunless place. I plan to use this creature to keep my garden alive.”
“Aye, but it can be given.” He reaches down and starts disassembling the Shambling Mound’s form. “I know former king Malrick used to be a mortal king, and that he wishes to bring peace to this prison for beings too chaotic for such matters. I know that he has a shadow servant named Umbraveth and I know he has killed two beings in this realm, one of which I assume was your master, or at the very least companion. As for this creature, I require sustenance to live. Sadly the sustenance I need is quite rare in this sunless place. I plan to use this creature to keep my garden alive.”
”You have fallen for the lies of the creature Malrick, then. Peace too often means death.” Bludspiter pauses, readying itself to lunge. “Violence is never a gift. By its nature, it is forced upon its victim. Ready yourself, doppelgänger. Perhaps this will teach you something about violence.” Its spiked shield spins slowly and begins to accelerate, like a buzz saw.
“Aye, but it can be given.” He reaches down and starts disassembling the Shambling Mound’s form. “I know former king Malrick used to be a mortal king, and that he wishes to bring peace to this prison for beings too chaotic for such matters. I know that he has a shadow servant named Umbraveth and I know he has killed two beings in this realm, one of which I assume was your master, or at the very least companion. As for this creature, I require sustenance to live. Sadly the sustenance I need is quite rare in this sunless place. I plan to use this creature to keep my garden alive.”
”You have fallen for the lies of the creature Malrick, then. Peace too often means death.” Bludspiter pauses, readying itself to lunge. “Violence is never a gift. By its nature, it is forced upon its victim. Ready yourself, doppelgänger. Perhaps this will teach you something about violence.” Its spiked shield spins slowly and begins to accelerate, like a buzz saw.
“I fall for no lies. I wish him success in what he promises to do, but am aware of what it may bring. I wish not to join in your pseudo politics. I already had to deal with the divine version. Now lower your protective weapon and tell my how I am a doppelgänger.” As soon as he is finished speaking, the insects of his form collapse and burrow into the ground, creating holes as small as each individual.
“I fall for no lies. I wish him success in what he promises to do, but am aware of what it may bring. I wish not to join in your pseudo politics. I already had to deal with the divine version. Now lower your protective weapon and tell my how I am a doppelgänger.” As soon as he is finished speaking, the insects of his form collapse and burrow into the ground, creating holes as small as each individual.
”You fall for no lies and yet you wish him success.” Bludspiter’s whole body thumps, like some strange laugh. “Pseudo politics?” The whir of its saw arm intensifies. “I do not play at politics. I know what I am.” Bludspiter shrugs, tentacle flopping limply. “I call you doppelgänger because your shape is uncannily similar to Correlion’s. I am eyeless; your shape is all I perceive. Will you protect yourself?”
“Aye, but it can be given.” He reaches down and starts disassembling the Shambling Mound’s form. “I know former king Malrick used to be a mortal king, and that he wishes to bring peace to this prison for beings too chaotic for such matters. I know that he has a shadow servant named Umbraveth and I know he has killed two beings in this realm, one of which I assume was your master, or at the very least companion. As for this creature, I require sustenance to live. Sadly the sustenance I need is quite rare in this sunless place. I plan to use this creature to keep my garden alive.”
”You have fallen for the lies of the creature Malrick, then. Peace too often means death.” Bludspiter pauses, readying itself to lunge. “Violence is never a gift. By its nature, it is forced upon its victim. Ready yourself, doppelgänger. Perhaps this will teach you something about violence.” Its spiked shield spins slowly and begins to accelerate, like a buzz saw.
Giratina observes from above.
*TBH I kinda want to take arcane blast now just so I can gain back some levels from above*
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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 fall for no lies. I wish him success in what he promises to do, but am aware of what it may bring. I wish not to join in your pseudo politics. I already had to deal with the divine version. Now lower your protective weapon and tell my how I am a doppelgänger.” As soon as he is finished speaking, the insects of his form collapse and burrow into the ground, creating holes as small as each individual.
”You fall for no lies and yet you wish him success.” Bludspiter’s whole body thumps, like some strange laugh. “Pseudo politics?” The whir of its saw arm intensifies. “I do not play at politics. I know what I am.” Bludspiter shrugs, tentacle flopping limply. “I call you doppelgänger because your shape is uncannily similar to Correlion’s. I am eyeless; your shape is all I perceive. Will you protect yourself?”
“You ignore the last part of that sentence. I wish him success in what he ‘claims’ to work for. Different than what he actually does. And I not say you play at politics, but your friends and enemies do. I do mimic someone, but that someone is me in my previous life. A simple mistake, truly. We both are fallen from what I have heard. And should I protect myself?” The insects burrow deeper.
why were you guys on at 2 am???
DM for the Daufuskie Dungeon Delvers. Happily a bookworm. Call me Tree. Creator and owner of the Tree Cult. ( I AM NOT THE FOCUS OF THE CULT!!!! ITS A GROUP OF PEOPLE WHO LIKE TREES!!!!!)
PM me the word BOOKS PM me the word TREE PM me if you wanna talk
*use asterisks, and they could have been in a different time zone.*
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
*sorry forgot, and fair point*
DM for the Daufuskie Dungeon Delvers. Happily a bookworm. Call me Tree. Creator and owner of the Tree Cult. ( I AM NOT THE FOCUS OF THE CULT!!!! ITS A GROUP OF PEOPLE WHO LIKE TREES!!!!!)
PM me the word BOOKS PM me the word TREE PM me if you wanna talk
*you going to rp here?*
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
*Can you PLEASE cut the quote chains? I know it looks fine from a website perspective, but for mobile it's 5 seconds of scrolling to get to the bottom of one post.*
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)
"It's like I said. I'm smarter than you."
*understood*
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
Bludspiter is wandering the area around where it originally appeared, and also killed and ate Drakan. It’s fallen back to its original loping, predatory stride, using its spiked shield arm as a rudimentary crutch and keeping its tentacle slung over one shoulder to avoid dragging it over the stony ground.
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
*wait, Drakan died?*
Mushisama’s bugs are dragging the corpse of a Shambling Mound away from a crevasse to the central city of Profanus.
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
*A while ago, yes. He came back.*
Bludspiter will trail after the bugs, more out of bored curiosity than genuine interest in stealing their “prize”.
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
*oh, ok. I thought that was recent.*
They wander without rest through the mostly abandoned streets of the cities, going over and sometimes under rubble that fell from the buildings around. They eventually stop at the base of a statue. It seems to depict an angelic creature, with two pairs of wings and four arms, forced to kneel to some unknown force. Its head had been forcefully removed and is nowhere in sight. At its base is the beginnings of a garden, with vines starting to trail up it.
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
Giratina is hovering high above the ground, observing the sky for a way out.
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)
"It's like I said. I'm smarter than you."
Bludspiter waits for what the bugs do with the corpse of the shambling mound, eyeless head moving up and around as it blindly examines its surroundings. It’ll move to a tiny alcove, amorphous form fitting easily into a space within 60ft of the shambling mound corpse.
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
They place it at the foot of the statue before hurrying to a pile of woven together fabric. Within it, they form a being similar to that of the statue. Four insect made arms push their way through the sleeves, the hands covered by gloves of equal quality. Colonies of fireflies form in the face, forming false eyes of light when the stone mask is put on. The remaining creatures trail behind the main body, creating the image of a centipedes many legs, which Mushisama uses to walk around. Once this formation is complete, the insect made devil walks back to the Shambling Mound. “You need not hide. Violence is only promised if violence is gifted.”
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
“Violence is not a gift.” Bludspiter’s words are forced and difficult. “What do you know of the creature Malrick?” It peels its way from its alcove and stands at its full height, close to ten feet. “And why do you need that corpse?”
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
“Aye, but it can be given.” He reaches down and starts disassembling the Shambling Mound’s form. “I know former king Malrick used to be a mortal king, and that he wishes to bring peace to this prison for beings too chaotic for such matters. I know that he has a shadow servant named Umbraveth and I know he has killed two beings in this realm, one of which I assume was your master, or at the very least companion. As for this creature, I require sustenance to live. Sadly the sustenance I need is quite rare in this sunless place. I plan to use this creature to keep my garden alive.”
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
”You have fallen for the lies of the creature Malrick, then. Peace too often means death.” Bludspiter pauses, readying itself to lunge. “Violence is never a gift. By its nature, it is forced upon its victim. Ready yourself, doppelgänger. Perhaps this will teach you something about violence.” Its spiked shield spins slowly and begins to accelerate, like a buzz saw.
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
“I fall for no lies. I wish him success in what he promises to do, but am aware of what it may bring. I wish not to join in your pseudo politics. I already had to deal with the divine version. Now lower your protective weapon and tell my how I am a doppelgänger.” As soon as he is finished speaking, the insects of his form collapse and burrow into the ground, creating holes as small as each individual.
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
”You fall for no lies and yet you wish him success.” Bludspiter’s whole body thumps, like some strange laugh. “Pseudo politics?” The whir of its saw arm intensifies. “I do not play at politics. I know what I am.” Bludspiter shrugs, tentacle flopping limply. “I call you doppelgänger because your shape is uncannily similar to Correlion’s. I am eyeless; your shape is all I perceive. Will you protect yourself?”
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
Giratina observes from above.
*TBH I kinda want to take arcane blast now just so I can gain back some levels from above*
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)
"It's like I said. I'm smarter than you."
“You ignore the last part of that sentence. I wish him success in what he ‘claims’ to work for. Different than what he actually does. And I not say you play at politics, but your friends and enemies do. I do mimic someone, but that someone is me in my previous life. A simple mistake, truly. We both are fallen from what I have heard. And should I protect myself?” The insects burrow deeper.
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!