Ravarus is roaming around the barren land of Profanus, the peaceful aura immediately surrounding him in stark contrast to his frightening visage and the ravenous demeanor he typically displays. The massive tree continues to slowly grow larger, the golden flowers blooming with a soft radiance against the crimson sea of leaves that crowns the great growth. Ravarus's massive red eyes sweep that land around him for any prey or danger, the burning four pointed star shaped golden pupil like a divine spotlight on any that directly gaze back at him.
Malrick walks near him. "You are looking good today!"
The beast's eye turns to look down at Malrick, seeming to recognize seeing him around before.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
“Malrick has been kind to me. I seek mortal flesh, not Unholy Being flesh. I assumed Malrick would give me my fair share of that. But according to many I have met, he will not. I am not disgusted by peace, I believe it is a hard goal that he will not achieve, and some, like the mortals, deserve no peace. And to be honest, I just saw you here and decided to talk. I had no plan in mind to find you, I just saw you.”
“I appreciate your honesty.” The angel replies, turning back to its runic circle. “I do not believe peace to be an answer in any circumstance. I do not enjoy needless suffering, either. It has no purpose to me. I am a creature of purpose, and the world inherently is without one. What I seek, first, is escape. Vengeance. And then order. Not divine order, and an order with no kings. I despise kings, rulers, and anything of the sort.” Their feathers ruffle. “I do not care what Malrick preaches, as I did not care for Cherovni’s words. A king, no matter how benevolent, is a king. I exist to topple thrones, not sit atop them. As long as I am alive, I will fulfill this purpose. I will slaughter the divine because they sit upon self made pedestals, and I will kill those who impose order from mere self interest. But those that revel in chaos are not my enemy. We share our opponents.”
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Ravarus is roaming around the barren land of Profanus, the peaceful aura immediately surrounding him in stark contrast to his frightening visage and the ravenous demeanor he typically displays. The massive tree continues to slowly grow larger, the golden flowers blooming with a soft radiance against the crimson sea of leaves that crowns the great growth. Ravarus's massive red eyes sweep that land around him for any prey or danger, the burning four pointed star shaped golden pupil like a divine spotlight on any that directly gaze back at him.
*Who do ya want?*
*I'm good with anyone.*
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
*cy you are too late: I have already formed an alliance with Malrick. (he didn't make me sell my soul to him so I figured it was the best offer I was gonna get...) Sorry!*
*Lol it’s cool, Correlion isn’t amazing at making allies, it doesn’t really attempt to very often. Also it’s your character, you don’t need to apologize.*
*was gonna make an alliance with the first person I had the chance to...*
*Welp now you've entered civil war, prepare thyself /jk, I'm pretty sure Correllion said it won't harm Malrick's allies unless Malrick himself runs away. So you're PROBABLY fine*
Ravarus is roaming around the barren land of Profanus, the peaceful aura immediately surrounding him in stark contrast to his frightening visage and the ravenous demeanor he typically displays. The massive tree continues to slowly grow larger, the golden flowers blooming with a soft radiance against the crimson sea of leaves that crowns the great growth. Ravarus's massive red eyes sweep that land around him for any prey or danger, the burning four pointed star shaped golden pupil like a divine spotlight on any that directly gaze back at him.
Correlion sweeps into view, a smile on their face. They hold up a glowing ball of light in their hands, touching down gently infront of Ravarus. “Divine beast.” They call softly. “I will not forget the debt I owe you. My blade is yours, when you need.”
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— 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
Ravarus is roaming around the barren land of Profanus, the peaceful aura immediately surrounding him in stark contrast to his frightening visage and the ravenous demeanor he typically displays. The massive tree continues to slowly grow larger, the golden flowers blooming with a soft radiance against the crimson sea of leaves that crowns the great growth. Ravarus's massive red eyes sweep that land around him for any prey or danger, the burning four pointed star shaped golden pupil like a divine spotlight on any that directly gaze back at him.
Malrick walks near him. "You are looking good today!"
The beast's eye turns to look down at Malrick, seeming to recognize seeing him around before.
“Malrick has been kind to me. I seek mortal flesh, not Unholy Being flesh. I assumed Malrick would give me my fair share of that. But according to many I have met, he will not. I am not disgusted by peace, I believe it is a hard goal that he will not achieve, and some, like the mortals, deserve no peace. And to be honest, I just saw you here and decided to talk. I had no plan in mind to find you, I just saw you.”
“I appreciate your honesty.” The angel replies, turning back to its runic circle. “I do not believe peace to be an answer in any circumstance. I do not enjoy needless suffering, either. It has no purpose to me. I am a creature of purpose, and the world inherently is without one. What I seek, first, is escape. Vengeance. And then order. Not divine order, and an order with no kings. I despise kings, rulers, and anything of the sort.” Their feathers ruffle. “I do not care what Malrick preaches, as I did not care for Cherovni’s words. A king, no matter how benevolent, is a king. I exist to topple thrones, not sit atop them. As long as I am alive, I will fulfill this purpose. I will slaughter the divine because they sit upon self made pedestals, and I will kill those who impose order from mere self interest. But those that revel in chaos are not my enemy. We share our opponents.”
“I have become content in this place. Someday, I will have a lair. A lair of flesh, where every river is made of blood, the ground is made of skin, and if you dig deep enough into it, it bleeds. That is my only goal now. But Malrick has been kind to me, and I need to decide whether to fight for him and possibly die and lose my dream, or side with nobody and achieve my dream.”
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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!
Ravarus is roaming around the barren land of Profanus, the peaceful aura immediately surrounding him in stark contrast to his frightening visage and the ravenous demeanor he typically displays. The massive tree continues to slowly grow larger, the golden flowers blooming with a soft radiance against the crimson sea of leaves that crowns the great growth. Ravarus's massive red eyes sweep that land around him for any prey or danger, the burning four pointed star shaped golden pupil like a divine spotlight on any that directly gaze back at him.
*Who do ya want?*
*I'm good with anyone.*
Kal lands on top of the tree, saluting as if to say hello, although the beast cannot see him.
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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!
Bludspiter is ripping up and eating a corpse where it first formed in Profanus, within a circle of around ten feet it’s etched into the ground.
The shadow of the four winged angel passes overhead, landing silently behind them. Correlion calls out quietly. “Bludspiter. I am sorry for my.. recent absence.” They slowly drop to one knee, halo dimming. “Trapped within a cocoon of my own wrath, I understand my folly. I will not let it consume me again.”
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— 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
Ravarus is roaming around the barren land of Profanus, the peaceful aura immediately surrounding him in stark contrast to his frightening visage and the ravenous demeanor he typically displays. The massive tree continues to slowly grow larger, the golden flowers blooming with a soft radiance against the crimson sea of leaves that crowns the great growth. Ravarus's massive red eyes sweep that land around him for any prey or danger, the burning four pointed star shaped golden pupil like a divine spotlight on any that directly gaze back at him.
Correlion sweeps into view, a smile on their face. They hold up a glowing ball of light in their hands, touching down gently infront of Ravarus. “Divine beast.” They call softly. “I will not forget the debt I owe you. My blade is yours, when you need.”
Ravarus notices Correlion and leans down to better see him, the massive tree's shade falling over Correlion's figure. The creature seems pleased that Correlion is looking better then the last time he saw the angel.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Bludspiter is ripping up and eating a corpse where it first formed in Profanus, within a circle of around ten feet it’s etched into the ground.
The shadow of the four winged angel passes overhead, landing silently behind them. Correlion calls out quietly. “Bludspiter. I am sorry for my.. recent absence.” They slowly drop to one knee, halo dimming. “Trapped within a cocoon of my own wrath, I understand my folly. I will not let it consume me again.”
Bludspiter jolts upright and stares straight over Correlion with its eyeless head. “You are kneeling? Stop that. What folly do you speak of?” It gestures to the corpse. “I did not think to save the blood for you.”
*Is anyone else having a glitch where their messages aren’t loading?*
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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!
*Is anyone else having a glitch where their messages aren’t loading?*
*Yes*
*Glad to know it’s not just me. If you don’t have to go soon, can you share your lore ideas on the PM and I can share some of mine?*
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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!
“Malrick has been kind to me. I seek mortal flesh, not Unholy Being flesh. I assumed Malrick would give me my fair share of that. But according to many I have met, he will not. I am not disgusted by peace, I believe it is a hard goal that he will not achieve, and some, like the mortals, deserve no peace. And to be honest, I just saw you here and decided to talk. I had no plan in mind to find you, I just saw you.”
“I appreciate your honesty.” The angel replies, turning back to its runic circle. “I do not believe peace to be an answer in any circumstance. I do not enjoy needless suffering, either. It has no purpose to me. I am a creature of purpose, and the world inherently is without one. What I seek, first, is escape. Vengeance. And then order. Not divine order, and an order with no kings. I despise kings, rulers, and anything of the sort.” Their feathers ruffle. “I do not care what Malrick preaches, as I did not care for Cherovni’s words. A king, no matter how benevolent, is a king. I exist to topple thrones, not sit atop them. As long as I am alive, I will fulfill this purpose. I will slaughter the divine because they sit upon self made pedestals, and I will kill those who impose order from mere self interest. But those that revel in chaos are not my enemy. We share our opponents.”
“I have become content in this place. Someday, I will have a lair. A lair of flesh, where every river is made of blood, the ground is made of skin, and if you dig deep enough into it, it bleeds. That is my only goal now. But Malrick has been kind to me, and I need to decide whether to fight for him and possibly die and lose my dream, or side with nobody and achieve my dream.”
“That seems like a rather easy decision to make. I see no purpose in dying for something you do not believe in?” Correlion frowns.
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Ravarus notices Correlion and leans down to better see him, the massive tree's shade falling over Correlion's figure. The creature seems pleased that Correlion is looking better then the last time he saw the angel.
The bubble of light pops, and Ravarus is showered in an array of sparks. They gently pet its head. “Is there anything I can do for you?” The angel asks in Celestial.
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— 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
Ravarus is roaming around the barren land of Profanus, the peaceful aura immediately surrounding him in stark contrast to his frightening visage and the ravenous demeanor he typically displays. The massive tree continues to slowly grow larger, the golden flowers blooming with a soft radiance against the crimson sea of leaves that crowns the great growth. Ravarus's massive red eyes sweep that land around him for any prey or danger, the burning four pointed star shaped golden pupil like a divine spotlight on any that directly gaze back at him.
*Who do ya want?*
*I'm good with anyone.*
Kal lands on top of the tree, saluting as if to say hello, although the beast cannot see him.
The creature pauses mid step, sensing someone on his tree as two tail claws reach up, each with a large eye like Ravarus's main on the inner palm.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
“Malrick has been kind to me. I seek mortal flesh, not Unholy Being flesh. I assumed Malrick would give me my fair share of that. But according to many I have met, he will not. I am not disgusted by peace, I believe it is a hard goal that he will not achieve, and some, like the mortals, deserve no peace. And to be honest, I just saw you here and decided to talk. I had no plan in mind to find you, I just saw you.”
“I appreciate your honesty.” The angel replies, turning back to its runic circle. “I do not believe peace to be an answer in any circumstance. I do not enjoy needless suffering, either. It has no purpose to me. I am a creature of purpose, and the world inherently is without one. What I seek, first, is escape. Vengeance. And then order. Not divine order, and an order with no kings. I despise kings, rulers, and anything of the sort.” Their feathers ruffle. “I do not care what Malrick preaches, as I did not care for Cherovni’s words. A king, no matter how benevolent, is a king. I exist to topple thrones, not sit atop them. As long as I am alive, I will fulfill this purpose. I will slaughter the divine because they sit upon self made pedestals, and I will kill those who impose order from mere self interest. But those that revel in chaos are not my enemy. We share our opponents.”
“I have become content in this place. Someday, I will have a lair. A lair of flesh, where every river is made of blood, the ground is made of skin, and if you dig deep enough into it, it bleeds. That is my only goal now. But Malrick has been kind to me, and I need to decide whether to fight for him and possibly die and lose my dream, or side with nobody and achieve my dream.”
“That seems like a rather easy decision to make. I see no purpose in dying for something you do not believe in?” Correlion frowns.
He scowls. “True, true. You are quite the master at proving me wrong. But I am scared. I am scared of you. I want your promise that you will not hurt me, and I will agree not to hurt you or any of your allies.”
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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!
The beast's eye turns to look down at Malrick, seeming to recognize seeing him around before.
"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 appreciate your honesty.” The angel replies, turning back to its runic circle. “I do not believe peace to be an answer in any circumstance. I do not enjoy needless suffering, either. It has no purpose to me. I am a creature of purpose, and the world inherently is without one. What I seek, first, is escape. Vengeance. And then order. Not divine order, and an order with no kings. I despise kings, rulers, and anything of the sort.” Their feathers ruffle. “I do not care what Malrick preaches, as I did not care for Cherovni’s words. A king, no matter how benevolent, is a king. I exist to topple thrones, not sit atop them. As long as I am alive, I will fulfill this purpose. I will slaughter the divine because they sit upon self made pedestals, and I will kill those who impose order from mere self interest. But those that revel in chaos are not my enemy. We share our opponents.”
— 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'm good with anyone.*
"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
*Probably.*
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
Correlion sweeps into view, a smile on their face. They hold up a glowing ball of light in their hands, touching down gently infront of Ravarus. “Divine beast.” They call softly. “I will not forget the debt I owe you. My blade is yours, when you need.”
— 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
"Greetings! I believe we have met briefly."
Bludspiter is ripping up and eating a corpse where it first formed in Profanus, within a circle of around ten feet it’s etched into the ground.
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
“I have become content in this place. Someday, I will have a lair. A lair of flesh, where every river is made of blood, the ground is made of skin, and if you dig deep enough into it, it bleeds. That is my only goal now. But Malrick has been kind to me, and I need to decide whether to fight for him and possibly die and lose my dream, or side with nobody and achieve my dream.”
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!
Kal lands on top of the tree, saluting as if to say hello, although the beast cannot see him.
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!
The shadow of the four winged angel passes overhead, landing silently behind them. Correlion calls out quietly. “Bludspiter. I am sorry for my.. recent absence.” They slowly drop to one knee, halo dimming. “Trapped within a cocoon of my own wrath, I understand my folly. I will not let it consume me again.”
— 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
Ravarus notices Correlion and leans down to better see him, the massive tree's shade falling over Correlion's figure. The creature seems pleased that Correlion is looking better then the last time he saw the angel.
"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
Bludspiter jolts upright and stares straight over Correlion with its eyeless head. “You are kneeling? Stop that. What folly do you speak of?” It gestures to the corpse. “I did not think to save the blood for you.”
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
*Is anyone else having a glitch where their messages aren’t loading?*
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*
Malrick is speaking with Raverus
Umbraveth is in profanus
The creature is consuming plants.
*Glad to know it’s not just me. If you don’t have to go soon, can you share your lore ideas on the PM and I can share some of mine?*
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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“That seems like a rather easy decision to make. I see no purpose in dying for something you do not believe in?” Correlion frowns.
— 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
The bubble of light pops, and Ravarus is showered in an array of sparks. They gently pet its head. “Is there anything I can do for you?” The angel asks in Celestial.
— 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
The creature pauses mid step, sensing someone on his tree as two tail claws reach up, each with a large eye like Ravarus's main on the inner palm.
"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
He scowls. “True, true. You are quite the master at proving me wrong. But I am scared. I am scared of you. I want your promise that you will not hurt me, and I will agree not to hurt you or any of your allies.”
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!