The bud grows bigger, but still stays closed. It seems that quite a bit more time and energy before it will starts to bloom.
Correlion rests there a moment, taking another deep breath. It gently pats the beast’s head.
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The feather comes free, razor sharp like a knife and nicking him slightly (1 slashing damage). It’s perfectly balanced and lightweight in his hands, and he feels as if he can attune to it.
He sits down and inspects it, slowly attuning to it. He looks for whoever could have left it there.
The rose petals lead back to Correlion’s roost, blood pooling and dripping from within the hollow of the tree.
“Hello?” Max calls.
A head pokes out of the hollow, blinking. They’re mostly humanoid looking, with red tear-mark streaks and a sun interlocked with a moon emblem tattoo on the bridge of their nose. The person’s long, white hair falls messily in their face, their eyes barely visible behind it, a piercingly pale silver.
“W-who are you?”
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The Conferencier is scavenging corpses of fallen unholy beings, collecting bones and teeth, mainly.
He sees the stumbling form of what looks to be Correlion, though a bit different. Taller, with steel feathers and two pairs of wings. They’ve also lost their veil, now with a humanoid face and long, white hair. They seem a bit dazed, flipping through a book.
The Conferencier scuttles up behind them, looking over their shoulder to the book they’re reading.
Correlion immediately shuts the book, a quiet shnk sound ringing through the air as their steel feathers ruffle up to a defensive position. “Do no… sneak up on me like that.” The angel whispers, frowning.
He frowns, adjusting his party hat as he moves around to the other side of Correlion, facing him. “Did I scare you?”
Correlion stares. “That is a strong word. You were invasive, that is all.”
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The Conferencier is scavenging corpses of fallen unholy beings, collecting bones and teeth, mainly.
He sees the stumbling form of what looks to be Correlion, though a bit different. Taller, with steel feathers and two pairs of wings. They’ve also lost their veil, now with a humanoid face and long, white hair. They seem a bit dazed, flipping through a book.
The Conferencier scuttles up behind them, looking over their shoulder to the book they’re reading.
Correlion immediately shuts the book, a quiet shnk sound ringing through the air as their steel feathers ruffle up to a defensive position. “Do no… sneak up on me like that.” The angel whispers, frowning.
He frowns, adjusting his party hat as he moves around to the other side of Correlion, facing him. “Did I scare you?”
Correlion stares. “That is a strong word. You were invasive, that is all.”
He smiles. “I bet you were scared. Just for a second.” He does a cartwheel backwards, moving a few feet away. “Do you not want me to know what you were reading?”
The feather comes free, razor sharp like a knife and nicking him slightly (1 slashing damage). It’s perfectly balanced and lightweight in his hands, and he feels as if he can attune to it.
He sits down and inspects it, slowly attuning to it. He looks for whoever could have left it there.
The rose petals lead back to Correlion’s roost, blood pooling and dripping from within the hollow of the tree.
“Hello?” Max calls.
A head pokes out of the hollow, blinking. They’re mostly humanoid looking, with red tear-mark streaks and a sun interlocked with a moon emblem tattoo on the bridge of their nose. The person’s long, white hair falls messily in their face, their eyes barely visible behind it, a piercingly pale silver.
“W-who are you?”
They frown for a moment, staring at Max. “Correlion.” The angel says in a brief exhale. Max hears metal clanking from within the hollow.
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He smiles. “I bet you were scared. Just for a second.” He does a cartwheel backwards, moving a few feet away. “Do you not want me to know what you were reading?”
“I enjoy my privacy.” Correlion says dryly. “I am not afraid of you, but that does not make me unwary of you.” Their wings curl inwards a bit, steel rubbing on steel to make a sound similar to the rustling of metal sheets. “You seem to enjoy harassing me.”
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*anyways, my monster idea is as follows: there once was a dream. A dream that was dreamt for but a fleeting moment, soon it would be lost to time and the dream would die. But the dream… it did not want to die. It did not want to be forgotten. So it pondered for hours in a mere moment, how to live on-… it would make people crave it’s world, that way, it would not be forgotten, and it would never die.*
*this creature is called the Wonderland. It has no physical or spiritual form, but it can appear in the dreams of any creature with a wisdom of less than 15 and a charisma of more than 15. They experience a wonderful, fantastical, terrifying, nonsensical world of, well, wonder. Each night they experience the same world in their dream, and each night they make a wisdom saving throw, which increases in DC by 1 each night. If they fail, they don’t want to leave the dream and are driven mad by it, their wisdom reducing by 1 each night and their charisma increasing by 1. A creature charmed by the wonderland in this way is known as an Alice, and the wonderland gives them special powers- the nonsensical world of wonderland comes alive in their presence, warping the real world and turning it into a whimsy, physics defying hellscape of bright colors and madness. A creature exposed to this madness- assuming they meet the requirements to experience the wonderland dream, will always experience the wonderland dream sometime in the next ten years.*
*once an Alice’s wisdom score reaches zero, the next time they fall asleep and dream, they don’t wake up.*
*This reminds me of the Radiance from Hollow Knight. A dream that breaks people's minds so that it won't be forgotten, infecting other people so that it can continue to live. Neat!*
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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)
My singular brain cell bounces around the inside of my skull like the Sony logo, and every time it hits a corner, it generates a coherent thought.
Giratina is inspecting the central summoning circle for weaknesses.
*cmon we gotta keep this place alive*
*I have been trying.*
Malrick speaks from behind. "I have already tried that, and to almost no avail."
Giratina looks back for a second, then turns back to the circle. "And what might you be? Could you hope to be on the same scale as a god?"
Malrick considers this for a moment. "No not quite, and do you? May I have your name? I am Malrick pleased to meet you."
It spreads its claws in an intimidating pose. "I am Giratina, god of antimatter and soon-to-be ruler of this realm."
Malrick tilts his head, still smiling. "Ah, you have a great goal ahead of you, and so do I. Their are others though, that are currently on the same path."
"There are none like me. If you don't have anything of use to do here, then leave me."
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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)
My singular brain cell bounces around the inside of my skull like the Sony logo, and every time it hits a corner, it generates a coherent thought.
Giratina is inspecting the central summoning circle for weaknesses.
*cmon we gotta keep this place alive*
*I have been trying.*
Malrick speaks from behind. "I have already tried that, and to almost no avail."
Giratina looks back for a second, then turns back to the circle. "And what might you be? Could you hope to be on the same scale as a god?"
Malrick considers this for a moment. "No not quite, and do you? May I have your name? I am Malrick pleased to meet you."
It spreads its claws in an intimidating pose. "I am Giratina, god of antimatter and soon-to-be ruler of this realm."
Malrick tilts his head, still smiling. "Ah, you have a great goal ahead of you, and so do I. Their are others though, that are currently on the same path."
"There are none like me. If you don't have anything of use to do here, then leave me."
"I see, well I must ask. Have you found anything? I have studied this circle for days, and found small details."
"There are none like me. If you don't have anything of use to do here, then leave me."
"I see, well I must ask. Have you found anything? I have studied this circle for days, and found small details."
It ignores you and turns back to the circle.
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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)
My singular brain cell bounces around the inside of my skull like the Sony logo, and every time it hits a corner, it generates a coherent thought.
The feather comes free, razor sharp like a knife and nicking him slightly (1 slashing damage). It’s perfectly balanced and lightweight in his hands, and he feels as if he can attune to it.
He sits down and inspects it, slowly attuning to it. He looks for whoever could have left it there.
The rose petals lead back to Correlion’s roost, blood pooling and dripping from within the hollow of the tree.
“Hello?” Max calls.
A head pokes out of the hollow, blinking. They’re mostly humanoid looking, with red tear-mark streaks and a sun interlocked with a moon emblem tattoo on the bridge of their nose. The person’s long, white hair falls messily in their face, their eyes barely visible behind it, a piercingly pale silver.
“W-who are you?”
They frown for a moment, staring at Max. “Correlion.” The angel says in a brief exhale. Max hears metal clanking from within the hollow.
“Oh! Correlion? That’s 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!
*some might say… ‘we’re released, pushing daisies, deceased,’ but we all know the worms must be fed… there’s just one… lingering fear- oh my soul, is it here? Or is it rotting somewhere with my head?*
*some might say… ‘we’re released, pushing daisies, deceased,’ but we all know the worms must be fed… there’s just one… lingering fear- oh my soul, is it here? Or is it rotting somewhere with my head?*
*Arch!*
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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!
*some might say… ‘we’re released, pushing daisies, deceased,’ but we all know the worms must be fed… there’s just one… lingering fear- oh my soul, is it here? Or is it rotting somewhere with my head?*
*some might say… ‘we’re released, pushing daisies, deceased,’ but we all know the worms must be fed… there’s just one… lingering fear- oh my soul, is it here? Or is it rotting somewhere with my head?*
*Arch!*
*hiya! How art thou?*
*Good! 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!
*some might say… ‘we’re released, pushing daisies, deceased,’ but we all know the worms must be fed… there’s just one… lingering fear- oh my soul, is it here? Or is it rotting somewhere with my head?*
*some might say… ‘we’re released, pushing daisies, deceased,’ but we all know the worms must be fed… there’s just one… lingering fear- oh my soul, is it here? Or is it rotting somewhere with my head?*
*Arch!*
*hiya! How art thou?*
*Good! You?*
*I’m doing great!*
*Looking forwards to Grad’s new thread.*
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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!
Correlion rests there a moment, taking another deep breath. It gently pats the beast’s head.
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“W-who are 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!
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Correlion stares. “That is a strong word. You were invasive, that is all.”
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He smiles. “I bet you were scared. Just for a second.” He does a cartwheel backwards, moving a few feet away. “Do you not want me to know what you were reading?”
He lays his massive head on the ground, content where he is.
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
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RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
*Lots of activity! Oh no, nevermind.*
They frown for a moment, staring at Max. “Correlion.” The angel says in a brief exhale. Max hears metal clanking from within the hollow.
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
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
“I enjoy my privacy.” Correlion says dryly. “I am not afraid of you, but that does not make me unwary of you.” Their wings curl inwards a bit, steel rubbing on steel to make a sound similar to the rustling of metal sheets. “You seem to enjoy harassing me.”
— 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
*This reminds me of the Radiance from Hollow Knight. A dream that breaks people's minds so that it won't be forgotten, infecting other people so that it can continue to live. Neat!*
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)
My singular brain cell bounces around the inside of my skull like the Sony logo, and every time it hits a corner, it generates a coherent thought.
"There are none like me. If you don't have anything of use to do here, then leave me."
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)
My singular brain cell bounces around the inside of my skull like the Sony logo, and every time it hits a corner, it generates a coherent thought.
"I see, well I must ask. Have you found anything? I have studied this circle for days, and found small details."
It ignores you and turns back to the circle.
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)
My singular brain cell bounces around the inside of my skull like the Sony logo, and every time it hits a corner, it generates a coherent thought.
Malrick is walking back to the tower.
Umbraveth talks to Kal as he works.
“Oh! Correlion? That’s 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!
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*some might say… ‘we’re released, pushing daisies, deceased,’ but we all know the worms must be fed… there’s just one… lingering fear- oh my soul, is it here? Or is it rotting somewhere with my head?*
*Arch!*
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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*hiya! How art thou?*
*Good! 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!
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*I’m doing great!*
*Looking forwards to Grad’s new thread.*
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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