The Conferencier is at the Curseater Cabaret. While a lively party rages on inside, he sits outdoors on the railing of the balcony on the third floor, smoking a cigar.
"I have no quarrell with you!" the paladain tries to hide behind a rock
The angel’s gun clicks again, its wings quivering from bloodlust. “You dare flee from me, and disobey me? Thou are presumptuous, mortal, to believe thy strength could stand up to a fraction of mine! I repeat-“ It levels its weapon. “Submit, or die!”
the paladin considers his options, and drops his weapon, raising his hands
The angel lands with a fwumph, petals drifting to the ground. It doesn’t lower its weapon. “Kneel. From henceforth, I own thee. Fail to comply, and thou shall feel the taste of a silver bullet through thine wretched skull.” The angel is still trembling slightly, an unearthly twitching of a creature craving the taste of fresh blood. Its managing to control itself for now - though one act of aggression may be all that’s needed to drive it into a violent frenzy.
Giratina is exploring the far corners of the realm, searching for weaknesses in the demiplane's walls.
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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)
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*Lets stop the quote chain for the mobile users* "put that down" Malrick speaks calmly but firmly. "lets talk like civilized people"
"ye aint civilized ya fiend"
"I beg to differ, not many call me uncivilized. You are testing my patience dwarf I have been very gracious to you. No matter If I'm so wicked for losing a war, why are you here dwarf."
"ive done nothing wrong!"
"Then why are you here? I understand that you might not be wicked, but it is very rude for you to assume I'm evil. I lost a war and I made a deal, the citizens of my kingdom get to elect a new leader, and I get sent here."
"I dont know why I am here!"
"Ah so you lost your memory?"
"no!.....Mabey! I dont bloody know!"
"Many here have fragmented memory, my best friend can remember almost nothing. Would you like to talk in a safer location? I could explain how this place works, and what creatures you might see along the way."
"whats the catch"
"You have to talk with me!"
"great" the dwarf grumbles, but walks closer
*One moment please I'm sitting down to dinner, sorry I took so long I was mowing my lawn.*
The Conferencier is at the Curseater Cabaret. While a lively party rages on inside, he sits outdoors on the railing of the balcony on the third floor, smoking a cigar.
He spots Correlion on-top of a different building within eyesight, staring at the sky. The angel isn’t moving, like a statue, its veil partially removed but he can’t fully see its face from here.
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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
*awwwww that sucks. Hey, are you ever coming back to the CHB 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!
"I have no quarrell with you!" the paladain tries to hide behind a rock
The angel’s gun clicks again, its wings quivering from bloodlust. “You dare flee from me, and disobey me? Thou are presumptuous, mortal, to believe thy strength could stand up to a fraction of mine! I repeat-“ It levels its weapon. “Submit, or die!”
the paladin considers his options, and drops his weapon, raising his hands
The angel lands with a fwumph, petals drifting to the ground. It doesn’t lower its weapon. “Kneel. From henceforth, I own thee. Fail to comply, and thou shall feel the taste of a silver bullet through thine wretched skull.” The angel is still trembling slightly, an unearthly twitching of a creature craving the taste of fresh blood. Its managing to control itself for now - though one act of aggression may be all that’s needed to drive it into a violent frenzy.
"and if i refuse?"
“You die, fleshling. I shall skin you and drink thy blood, and feed on thine strength. You will live through the beginning ordeal, and thou shall watch thy skin pulled from the fetid dermis of thine flesh.” Its wings flare up. “Either way you choose shall be pleasurable to me.”
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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
*awwwww that sucks. Hey, are you ever coming back to the CHB thread?*
*yes :) i think im gonna get back once angelo is done with his quest*
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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
*awwwww that sucks. Hey, are you ever coming back to the CHB thread?*
*yes :) i think im gonna get back once angelo is done with his quest*
*:)*
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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 is at the Curseater Cabaret. While a lively party rages on inside, he sits outdoors on the railing of the balcony on the third floor, smoking a cigar.
He spots Correlion on-top of a different building within eyesight, staring at the sky. The angel isn’t moving, like a statue, its veil partially removed but he can’t fully see its face from here.
The Conferencier leaps down from the balcony to the ground, and, on all fours, begins to scurry towards Correlion, climbing up the ruined building freakishly fast for a creature possessing a mortal body.
The Conferencier leaps down from the balcony to the ground, and, on all fours, begins to scurry towards Correlion, climbing up the ruined building freakishly fast for a creature possessing a mortal body.
As soon as he enters viewing distance, the angel’s helmet slams shut over its face and it whirls around to face him, wings puffed up. A few more petals drop from its wings, hands freshly stained with blood.
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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
*Could I talk a little bit about my character idea here? It's nowhere near finished, but I want to intro it here when I have the chance.*
*👍💥💥💥💥🐎🎣*
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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
"I have no quarrell with you!" the paladain tries to hide behind a rock
The angel’s gun clicks again, its wings quivering from bloodlust. “You dare flee from me, and disobey me? Thou are presumptuous, mortal, to believe thy strength could stand up to a fraction of mine! I repeat-“ It levels its weapon. “Submit, or die!”
the paladin considers his options, and drops his weapon, raising his hands
The angel lands with a fwumph, petals drifting to the ground. It doesn’t lower its weapon. “Kneel. From henceforth, I own thee. Fail to comply, and thou shall feel the taste of a silver bullet through thine wretched skull.” The angel is still trembling slightly, an unearthly twitching of a creature craving the taste of fresh blood. Its managing to control itself for now - though one act of aggression may be all that’s needed to drive it into a violent frenzy.
"and if i refuse?"
“You die, fleshling. I shall skin you and drink thy blood, and feed on thine strength. You will live through the beginning ordeal, and thou shall watch thy skin pulled from the fetid dermis of thine flesh.” Its wings flare up. “Either way you choose shall be pleasurable to me.”
The Conferencier leaps down from the balcony to the ground, and, on all fours, begins to scurry towards Correlion, climbing up the ruined building freakishly fast for a creature possessing a mortal body.
As soon as he enters viewing distance, the angel’s helmet slams shut over its face and it whirls around to face him, wings puffed up. A few more petals drop from its wings, hands freshly stained with blood.
“Hello, kleiner Kanarienvogel!” It says, waving with a gloved hand. “Nice view, is it not?”
“So be it.” The angel fires again, taking two shots.
Attack: 27 Damage: 23 If that hits, Attack: 23 Damage: 24
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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
The Conferencier leaps down from the balcony to the ground, and, on all fours, begins to scurry towards Correlion, climbing up the ruined building freakishly fast for a creature possessing a mortal body.
As soon as he enters viewing distance, the angel’s helmet slams shut over its face and it whirls around to face him, wings puffed up. A few more petals drop from its wings, hands freshly stained with blood.
“Hello, kleiner Kanarienvogel!” It says, waving with a gloved hand. “Nice view, is it not?”
The angel glares - or at least seems to, under the veil. “That is not my name, insect. Do you have a purpose in being here other than to further torment me with thy presence?”
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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
"I have no quarrell with you!" the paladain tries to hide behind a rock
The angel’s gun clicks again, its wings quivering from bloodlust. “You dare flee from me, and disobey me? Thou are presumptuous, mortal, to believe thy strength could stand up to a fraction of mine! I repeat-“ It levels its weapon. “Submit, or die!”
the paladin considers his options, and drops his weapon, raising his hands
The angel lands with a fwumph, petals drifting to the ground. It doesn’t lower its weapon. “Kneel. From henceforth, I own thee. Fail to comply, and thou shall feel the taste of a silver bullet through thine wretched skull.” The angel is still trembling slightly, an unearthly twitching of a creature craving the taste of fresh blood. Its managing to control itself for now - though one act of aggression may be all that’s needed to drive it into a violent frenzy.
"and if i refuse?"
“You die, fleshling. I shall skin you and drink thy blood, and feed on thine strength. You will live through the beginning ordeal, and thou shall watch thy skin pulled from the fetid dermis of thine flesh.” Its wings flare up. “Either way you choose shall be pleasurable to me.”
"i will never service you, I would rather die"
"Malrick comes running up "WAIT"Intimidation check 28
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The Conferencier is at the Curseater Cabaret. While a lively party rages on inside, he sits outdoors on the railing of the balcony on the third floor, smoking a cigar.
"and if i refuse?"
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
Giratina is exploring the far corners of the realm, searching for weaknesses in the demiplane's walls.
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!
*im okay! rough day at work and im tired.*
— 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
*One moment please I'm sitting down to dinner, sorry I took so long I was mowing my lawn.*
He spots Correlion on-top of a different building within eyesight, staring at the sky. The angel isn’t moving, like a statue, its veil partially removed but he can’t fully see its face from here.
— 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
*awwwww that sucks. Hey, are you ever coming back to the CHB 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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“You die, fleshling. I shall skin you and drink thy blood, and feed on thine strength. You will live through the beginning ordeal, and thou shall watch thy skin pulled from the fetid dermis of thine flesh.” Its wings flare up. “Either way you choose shall be pleasurable to 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
*yes :) i think im gonna get back once angelo is done with his quest*
— 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
*:)*
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 leaps down from the balcony to the ground, and, on all fours, begins to scurry towards Correlion, climbing up the ruined building freakishly fast for a creature possessing a mortal body.
*Could I talk a little bit about my character idea here? It's nowhere near finished, but I want to intro it here when I have the chance.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
As soon as he enters viewing distance, the angel’s helmet slams shut over its face and it whirls around to face him, wings puffed up. A few more petals drop from its wings, hands freshly stained with blood.
— 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
*sure! I’d love to hear it!*
*👍💥💥💥💥🐎🎣*
— 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 will never service you, I would rather die"
the biggest screwup since the screw was invented
“Hello, kleiner Kanarienvogel!” It says, waving with a gloved hand. “Nice view, is it not?”
“So be it.” The angel fires again, taking two shots.
Attack: 27 Damage: 23
If that hits, Attack: 23 Damage: 24
— 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 angel glares - or at least seems to, under the veil. “That is not my name, insect. Do you have a purpose in being here other than to further torment me with thy presence?”
— 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
"Malrick comes running up "WAIT" Intimidation check 28