“I died fifty years ago, not much changed. Have you been to the mortal realm? Mortal flesh is delicious.”
*I’m thinking for my next char, I’ll make a mortal who entered the realm by accident with a messed up spell, and pretends to be one of them to keep himself safe. Over time, he slowly becomes a cannibal and a monster.*
"I existed there for some time before the Banishing. And yes, mortal flesh is quite a delicacy."
*Sounds like a fun idea.*
He licks his lips, leaving a trail of blood. He smiles apologetically. “I’m sorry. I just ate.”
"Tis quite alright, I should flex these new bones of mine with a hunt anyways."
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Cracks begin to appear in the air above the summoning circle. Two great tendrils, tipped with wickedly sharp claws, slash the rift open so that a gigantic, snakelike dragon covered in spikes can fly through it. The rift disappears behind it with a sound of shattering glass. The wyrm observes its surroundings. "Hmm. It has been quite the long time since I was banished to that shadow realm. This place is not much of an improvement, by any means." It levitates to the ground, observing the lesser beings surrounding it.
*This is gonna be one of those threads where I go somewhere for literally one hour and there's ten new pages of text, isn't it.*
Kal flies above the figure, waving. “Hi!”
The great wyrm looks down. "What might you be?" It looks hungry.
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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)
Cracks begin to appear in the air above the summoning circle. Two great tendrils, tipped with wickedly sharp claws, slash the rift open so that a gigantic, snakelike dragon covered in spikes can fly through it. The rift disappears behind it with a sound of shattering glass. The wyrm observes its surroundings. "Hmm. It has been quite the long time since I was banished to that shadow realm. This place is not much of an improvement, by any means." It levitates to the ground, observing the lesser beings surrounding it.
*This is gonna be one of those threads where I go somewhere for literally one hour and there's ten new pages of text, isn't it.*
Kal flies above the figure, waving. “Hi!”
The great wyrm looks down. "What might you be?" It looks hungry.
“I’m Kal the Vulture! Who’re you?”
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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 died fifty years ago, not much changed. Have you been to the mortal realm? Mortal flesh is delicious.”
*I’m thinking for my next char, I’ll make a mortal who entered the realm by accident with a messed up spell, and pretends to be one of them to keep himself safe. Over time, he slowly becomes a cannibal and a monster.*
"I existed there for some time before the Banishing. And yes, mortal flesh is quite a delicacy."
*Sounds like a fun idea.*
He licks his lips, leaving a trail of blood. He smiles apologetically. “I’m sorry. I just ate.”
"Tis quite alright, I should flex these new bones of mine with a hunt anyways."
“Maybe I could join you.”
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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!
Cracks begin to appear in the air above the summoning circle. Two great tendrils, tipped with wickedly sharp claws, slash the rift open so that a gigantic, snakelike dragon covered in spikes can fly through it. The rift disappears behind it with a sound of shattering glass. The wyrm observes its surroundings. "Hmm. It has been quite the long time since I was banished to that shadow realm. This place is not much of an improvement, by any means." It levitates to the ground, observing the lesser beings surrounding it.
*This is gonna be one of those threads where I go somewhere for literally one hour and there's ten new pages of text, isn't it.*
Kal flies above the figure, waving. “Hi!”
The great wyrm looks down. "What might you be?" It looks hungry.
“I’m Kal the Vulture! Who’re you?”
"The soon-to-be lord of this realm. Giratina. You certainly don't look like a vulture." It whispers to itself, "Wonder if it tastes like one..."
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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)
Cracks begin to appear in the air above the summoning circle. Two great tendrils, tipped with wickedly sharp claws, slash the rift open so that a gigantic, snakelike dragon covered in spikes can fly through it. The rift disappears behind it with a sound of shattering glass. The wyrm observes its surroundings. "Hmm. It has been quite the long time since I was banished to that shadow realm. This place is not much of an improvement, by any means." It levitates to the ground, observing the lesser beings surrounding it.
*This is gonna be one of those threads where I go somewhere for literally one hour and there's ten new pages of text, isn't it.*
Kal flies above the figure, waving. “Hi!”
The great wyrm looks down. "What might you be?" It looks hungry.
“I’m Kal the Vulture! Who’re you?”
"The soon-to-be lord of this realm. Giratina. You certainly don't look like a vulture." It whispers to itself, "Wonder if it tastes like one..."
“I heard that! I do not taste like a vulture. One of the people who killed me before commented on that.”
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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!
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'm gonna intro more people later but here's my first character*
As the Unholy Beings of Profanus mill about, doing what foul creatures of darkness do, a new sigil appears on the summoning circle. Except, something odd is occuring. The sigil changes form rapidly, an animated crest impossible to discern the meaning of. It's going faster. And faster, and faster and faster andfasterandit'sgonnablow!...a strange slime costs the area. Black with red marks on it, it begins to take form. It resembles a... suit? Then, the red marks all pool together, resembling blood but hard to discern whether it actually is. They gather in the suit to make a humanoid figure, lights resembling very basic facial features forming to make a very, very odd looking fellow.
Consilleas, ooze of chaos and ever-changeability, has arrived to do some business.
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Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
*I'm gonna intro more people later but here's my first character*
As the Unholy Beings of Profanus mill about, doing what foul creatures of darkness do, a new sigil appears on the summoning circle. Except, something odd is occuring. The sigil changes form rapidly, an animated crest impossible to discern the meaning of. It's going faster. And faster, and faster and faster andfasterandit'sgonnablow!...a strange slime costs the area. Black with red marks on it, it begins to take form. It resembles a... suit? Then, the red marks all pool together, resembling blood but hard to discern whether it actually is. They gather in the suit to make a humanoid figure, lights resembling very basic facial features forming to make a very, very odd looking fellow.
Consilleas, ooze of chaos and ever-changeability, has arrived to do some business.
Kal flies down, grinning. “Hello there, friend! How are you this fine day?”
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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'm gonna intro more people later but here's my first character*
As the Unholy Beings of Profanus mill about, doing what foul creatures of darkness do, a new sigil appears on the summoning circle. Except, something odd is occuring. The sigil changes form rapidly, an animated crest impossible to discern the meaning of. It's going faster. And faster, and faster and faster andfasterandit'sgonnablow!...a strange slime costs the area. Black with red marks on it, it begins to take form. It resembles a... suit? Then, the red marks all pool together, resembling blood but hard to discern whether it actually is. They gather in the suit to make a humanoid figure, lights resembling very basic facial features forming to make a very, very odd looking fellow.
Consilleas, ooze of chaos and ever-changeability, has arrived to do some business.
Kal flies down, grinning. “Hello there, friend! How are you this fine day?”
He opens his 'eyes'. "Why, hello there, my good foul fellow! I mean that as a compliment, of course, considering where we are. I have heard of this place and knew I would be cast here, although obviously it's hard to take notes when there's no escape!" He laughs an uncanny laugh. "But I am certainly ready to enter this deadly dance."
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Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
*I'm gonna intro more people later but here's my first character*
As the Unholy Beings of Profanus mill about, doing what foul creatures of darkness do, a new sigil appears on the summoning circle. Except, something odd is occuring. The sigil changes form rapidly, an animated crest impossible to discern the meaning of. It's going faster. And faster, and faster and faster andfasterandit'sgonnablow!...a strange slime costs the area. Black with red marks on it, it begins to take form. It resembles a... suit? Then, the red marks all pool together, resembling blood but hard to discern whether it actually is. They gather in the suit to make a humanoid figure, lights resembling very basic facial features forming to make a very, very odd looking fellow.
Consilleas, ooze of chaos and ever-changeability, has arrived to do some business.
Kal flies down, grinning. “Hello there, friend! How are you this fine day?”
He opens his 'eyes'. "Why, hello there, my good foul fellow! I mean that as a compliment, of course, considering where we are. I have heard of this place and knew I would be cast here, although obviously it's hard to take notes when there's no escape!" He laughs an uncanny laugh. "But I am certainly ready to enter this deadly dance."
“What’s your name? I am Kal the Vulture!”
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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 Conferencier, hunched and on all fours, jumps through Profanus’ grim, twisted landscape. ce qui sera bientôt à moi…
the Curseater Cabaret has been attracting guests to watch performances- other, deranged unholy beings singing, dancing or acting- usually the more human ones- while the Conferencier is away.
The Conferencier, hunched and on all fours, jumps through Profanus’ grim, twisted landscape. ce qui sera bientôt à moi…
the Curseater Cabaret has been attracting guests to watch performances- other, deranged unholy beings singing, dancing or acting- usually the more human ones- while the Conferencier is away.
Kal watches the Conferencier, drinking a cup of blood.
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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!
Cracks begin to appear in the air above the summoning circle. Two great tendrils, tipped with wickedly sharp claws, slash the rift open so that a gigantic, snakelike dragon covered in spikes can fly through it. The rift disappears behind it with a sound of shattering glass. The wyrm observes its surroundings. "Hmm. It has been quite the long time since I was banished to that shadow realm. This place is not much of an improvement, by any means." It levitates to the ground, observing the lesser beings surrounding it.
*This is gonna be one of those threads where I go somewhere for literally one hour and there's ten new pages of text, isn't it.*
Kal flies above the figure, waving. “Hi!”
The great wyrm looks down. "What might you be?" It looks hungry.
“I’m Kal the Vulture! Who’re you?”
"The soon-to-be lord of this realm. Giratina. You certainly don't look like a vulture." It whispers to itself, "Wonder if it tastes like one..."
“I heard that! I do not taste like a vulture. One of the people who killed me before commented on that.”
"Then what do you taste like?" Giratina's mouth opens and a forked black tongue flicks 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)
*I'm gonna intro more people later but here's my first character*
As the Unholy Beings of Profanus mill about, doing what foul creatures of darkness do, a new sigil appears on the summoning circle. Except, something odd is occuring. The sigil changes form rapidly, an animated crest impossible to discern the meaning of. It's going faster. And faster, and faster and faster andfasterandit'sgonnablow!...a strange slime costs the area. Black with red marks on it, it begins to take form. It resembles a... suit? Then, the red marks all pool together, resembling blood but hard to discern whether it actually is. They gather in the suit to make a humanoid figure, lights resembling very basic facial features forming to make a very, very odd looking fellow.
Consilleas, ooze of chaos and ever-changeability, has arrived to do some business.
Kal flies down, grinning. “Hello there, friend! How are you this fine day?”
He opens his 'eyes'. "Why, hello there, my good foul fellow! I mean that as a compliment, of course, considering where we are. I have heard of this place and knew I would be cast here, although obviously it's hard to take notes when there's no escape!" He laughs an uncanny laugh. "But I am certainly ready to enter this deadly dance."
“What’s your name? I am Kal the Vulture!”
"Consilleas! Although I could truly be whoever I wanted to be, so long as I know who they are."
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Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
*I'm gonna intro more people later but here's my first character*
As the Unholy Beings of Profanus mill about, doing what foul creatures of darkness do, a new sigil appears on the summoning circle. Except, something odd is occuring. The sigil changes form rapidly, an animated crest impossible to discern the meaning of. It's going faster. And faster, and faster and faster andfasterandit'sgonnablow!...a strange slime costs the area. Black with red marks on it, it begins to take form. It resembles a... suit? Then, the red marks all pool together, resembling blood but hard to discern whether it actually is. They gather in the suit to make a humanoid figure, lights resembling very basic facial features forming to make a very, very odd looking fellow.
Consilleas, ooze of chaos and ever-changeability, has arrived to do some business.
Kal flies down, grinning. “Hello there, friend! How are you this fine day?”
He opens his 'eyes'. "Why, hello there, my good foul fellow! I mean that as a compliment, of course, considering where we are. I have heard of this place and knew I would be cast here, although obviously it's hard to take notes when there's no escape!" He laughs an uncanny laugh. "But I am certainly ready to enter this deadly dance."
“What’s your name? I am Kal the Vulture!”
"Consilleas! Although I could truly be whoever I wanted to be, so long as I know who they are."
“Ah, shapeshifting! Now you can become me! How fun!” He grimaces, his gaze still hungry.
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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 Conferencier, hunched and on all fours, jumps through Profanus’ grim, twisted landscape. ce qui sera bientôt à moi…
the Curseater Cabaret has been attracting guests to watch performances- other, deranged unholy beings singing, dancing or acting- usually the more human ones- while the Conferencier is away.
Kal watches the Conferencier, drinking a cup of blood.
The Conferencier stands up, twirling towards them, smiling madly. “apprécier la boisson ?”
The Conferencier, hunched and on all fours, jumps through Profanus’ grim, twisted landscape. ce qui sera bientôt à moi…
the Curseater Cabaret has been attracting guests to watch performances- other, deranged unholy beings singing, dancing or acting- usually the more human ones- while the Conferencier is away.
Kal watches the Conferencier, drinking a cup of blood.
The Conferencier stands up, twirling towards them, smiling madly. “apprécier la boisson ?”
“Sorry! I don’t speak that language. Want some Blood Tea?”
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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 Conferencier, hunched and on all fours, jumps through Profanus’ grim, twisted landscape. ce qui sera bientôt à moi…
the Curseater Cabaret has been attracting guests to watch performances- other, deranged unholy beings singing, dancing or acting- usually the more human ones- while the Conferencier is away.
Kal watches the Conferencier, drinking a cup of blood.
The Conferencier stands up, twirling towards them, smiling madly. “apprécier la boisson ?”
“Sorry! I don’t speak that language. Want some Blood Tea?”
“Ah! Tea? Blood tea? How many did you murder?” He circles around Kal, not at all like a human should move.
The Conferencier, hunched and on all fours, jumps through Profanus’ grim, twisted landscape. ce qui sera bientôt à moi…
the Curseater Cabaret has been attracting guests to watch performances- other, deranged unholy beings singing, dancing or acting- usually the more human ones- while the Conferencier is away.
Kal watches the Conferencier, drinking a cup of blood.
The Conferencier stands up, twirling towards them, smiling madly. “apprécier la boisson ?”
“Sorry! I don’t speak that language. Want some Blood Tea?”
“Ah! Tea? Blood tea? How many did you murder?” He circles around Kal, not at all like a human should move.
“This is mortal blood. I still have a supply left from when I was in the mortal world!”
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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!
"Tis quite alright, I should flex these new bones of mine with a hunt anyways."
"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
The great wyrm looks down. "What might you be?" It looks hungry.
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)
HE'S BACK... AND WEIRDER THAN EVER!
“I’m Kal the Vulture! Who’re you?”
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!
“Maybe I could join you.”
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 soon-to-be lord of this realm. Giratina. You certainly don't look like a vulture." It whispers to itself, "Wonder if it tastes like one..."
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)
HE'S BACK... AND WEIRDER THAN EVER!
“I heard that! I do not taste like a vulture. One of the people who killed me before commented on that.”
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!
*anyone here?*
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!
*I'm gonna intro more people later but here's my first character*
As the Unholy Beings of Profanus mill about, doing what foul creatures of darkness do, a new sigil appears on the summoning circle. Except, something odd is occuring. The sigil changes form rapidly, an animated crest impossible to discern the meaning of. It's going faster. And faster, and faster and faster andfasterandit'sgonnablow!...a strange slime costs the area. Black with red marks on it, it begins to take form. It resembles a... suit? Then, the red marks all pool together, resembling blood but hard to discern whether it actually is. They gather in the suit to make a humanoid figure, lights resembling very basic facial features forming to make a very, very odd looking fellow.
Consilleas, ooze of chaos and ever-changeability, has arrived to do some business.
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, your firstborn child and your liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ
Kal flies down, grinning. “Hello there, friend! How are you this fine day?”
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 opens his 'eyes'. "Why, hello there, my good foul fellow! I mean that as a compliment, of course, considering where we are. I have heard of this place and knew I would be cast here, although obviously it's hard to take notes when there's no escape!" He laughs an uncanny laugh. "But I am certainly ready to enter this deadly dance."
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, your firstborn child and your liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ
“What’s your name? I am Kal the Vulture!”
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 Conferencier, hunched and on all fours, jumps through Profanus’ grim, twisted landscape. ce qui sera bientôt à moi…
the Curseater Cabaret has been attracting guests to watch performances- other, deranged unholy beings singing, dancing or acting- usually the more human ones- while the Conferencier is away.
Kal watches the Conferencier, drinking a cup of blood.
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!
"Then what do you taste like?" Giratina's mouth opens and a forked black tongue flicks 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)
HE'S BACK... AND WEIRDER THAN EVER!
"Consilleas! Although I could truly be whoever I wanted to be, so long as I know who they are."
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, your firstborn child and your liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ
“Ah, shapeshifting! Now you can become me! How fun!” He grimaces, his gaze still hungry.
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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The Conferencier stands up, twirling towards them, smiling madly. “apprécier la boisson ?”
“Sorry! I don’t speak that language. Want some Blood Tea?”
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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“Ah! Tea? Blood tea? How many did you murder?” He circles around Kal, not at all like a human should move.
“This is mortal blood. I still have a supply left from when I was in the mortal world!”
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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