Zeon has begun channeling his energy into his scimitar, preparing to craft his own artifact. His storm aura having changed the landscape around his usual training ground into a grand arena layer constantly being struck by lightning.
Derendia continues to roam the area of Profanus, exploring and searching for new beings to befriend.
Claw approaches Zeon, a nervous look on his face.
Lysander is standing atop Correlion’s roost, watching Derendia, scared.
Zeon notices Claw after a bit, turning to him. "Are you in need of something from me?"
Derendia soon notices him and seems to light up, as the insects child-like voice enters Lysander's mind with enthusiasm. "Hello!"
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Zeon has begun channeling his energy into his scimitar, preparing to craft his own artifact. His storm aura having changed the landscape around his usual training ground into a grand arena layer constantly being struck by lightning.
Derendia continues to roam the area of Profanus, exploring and searching for new beings to befriend.
Claw approaches Zeon, a nervous look on his face.
Lysander is standing atop Correlion’s roost, watching Derendia, scared.
Zeon notices Claw after a bit, turning to him. "Are you in need of something from me?"
Derendia soon notices him and seems to light up, as the insects child-like voice enters Lysander's mind with enthusiasm. "Hello!"
“Nope. Just wanted to chat. I see you’ve grown in power.”
“Woah! Hi!”
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My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer.
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer.
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer.
Zeon has begun channeling his energy into his scimitar, preparing to craft his own artifact. His storm aura having changed the landscape around his usual training ground into a grand arena layer constantly being struck by lightning.
Derendia continues to roam the area of Profanus, exploring and searching for new beings to befriend.
Claw approaches Zeon, a nervous look on his face.
Lysander is standing atop Correlion’s roost, watching Derendia, scared.
Zeon notices Claw after a bit, turning to him. "Are you in need of something from me?"
Derendia soon notices him and seems to light up, as the insects child-like voice enters Lysander's mind with enthusiasm. "Hello!"
“Nope. Just wanted to chat. I see you’ve grown in power.”
“Woah! Hi!”
"Yes, it seems that our power grows steadily the longer we remain in this plane. What do you wish to speak about?"
I'm Derendia, but you can call me Rendy! What's your name!" the larval creature ask as they crawl over to the roost slowly, trying not to spook his new conversation buddy.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Zeon has begun channeling his energy into his scimitar, preparing to craft his own artifact. His storm aura having changed the landscape around his usual training ground into a grand arena layer constantly being struck by lightning.
Derendia continues to roam the area of Profanus, exploring and searching for new beings to befriend.
Claw approaches Zeon, a nervous look on his face.
Lysander is standing atop Correlion’s roost, watching Derendia, scared.
Zeon notices Claw after a bit, turning to him. "Are you in need of something from me?"
Derendia soon notices him and seems to light up, as the insects child-like voice enters Lysander's mind with enthusiasm. "Hello!"
“Nope. Just wanted to chat. I see you’ve grown in power.”
“Woah! Hi!”
"Yes, it seems that our power grows steadily the longer we remain in this plane. What do you wish to speak about?"
I'm Derendia, but you can call me Rendy! What's your name!" the larval creature ask as they crawl over to the roost slowly, trying not to spook his new conversation buddy.
“Well, gaining power. What do you think you’ll do once you gain a layer?”
“I’m Lysander!” They say. “Hi Rendy! You look scary, but you’re super nice. I’m gonna climb down and visit you.” Lysander begins to climb down the roost.
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My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer.
A tiny little short dude with a gun waves to Lysander, a scarf nearly the size of their body waving.
Lysander waves back, smiling. “Hey.” They say. “You’re not gonna try and capture and eat me, right?”
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My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer.
Claw approaches Giratina. “Hey. Stay out. Unless you have business here.”
"I thought this realm was free for non-enemies to enter. Or has the fallen angel turned against their beliefs and become a controlling tyrant?" Giratina stares down at Claw, defiant.
“Oh… still learning the rules of this place, I see. Just don’t go NEAR my master.”
*wdym by still learning the rules? Giratina or Claw?*
"I don't have a death wish." Giratina walks through the doors and into Cyrrendale.
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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 live under a rock, but at least it's a pretty cool rock!
A tiny little short dude with a gun waves to Lysander, a scarf nearly the size of their body waving.
Lysander waves back, smiling. “Hey.” They say. “You’re not gonna try and capture and eat me, right?”
They blink and chuckle a high pitched chuckle "I'm literally 2'9. I don't think I could eat you even if I wanted to!"
“Oh… yeah. You’re right.”
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My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer.
*wdym by still learning the rules? Giratina or Claw?*
"I don't have a death wish." Giratina walks through the doors and into Cyrrendale.
*Claw.*
“What’s your business here?”
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My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer.
“A forge! The people at my old forge were kinda jerks, so I’ve decided to teach myself.”
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My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer.
“Well, gaining power. What do you think you’ll do once you gain a layer?”
“I’m Lysander!” They say. “Hi Rendy! You look scary, but you’re super nice. I’m gonna climb down and visit you.” Lysander begins to climb down the roost.
"I am not sure. That will probably depend on what others will be doing."
"I'm sorry to scare you." Rendy says apologetically as he watches Lysander come down.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
“A forge! The people at my old forge were kinda jerks, so I’ve decided to teach myself.”
"Ah. Do you need... uh... metal?"
“Yeah… and blood.” He shudders.
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My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer.
“Well, gaining power. What do you think you’ll do once you gain a layer?”
“I’m Lysander!” They say. “Hi Rendy! You look scary, but you’re super nice. I’m gonna climb down and visit you.” Lysander begins to climb down the roost.
"I am not sure. That will probably depend on what others will be doing."
"I'm sorry to scare you." Rendy says apologetically as he watches Lysander come down.
“Ah. I’m not even sure if I want a layer. I’m loyal to Correlion, so what he wants, I want.”
“No, it’s okay! What are you doing, Rendy?”
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My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer.
Theo has set up a house for themselves in Profanus, their undead making short work of the construction. A second, more opulent house is in the making nearby.
Theo themself is attempting to grow a garden in the crimson dirt, unwilling to leave the layer without an invitation.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
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Zeon notices Claw after a bit, turning to him. "Are you in need of something from me?"
Derendia soon notices him and seems to light up, as the insects child-like voice enters Lysander's mind with enthusiasm. "Hello!"
"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
“Nope. Just wanted to chat. I see you’ve grown in power.”
“Woah! Hi!”
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer.
Extended Signature!
*You can have a different character.*
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer.
Extended Signature!
*Can I have the blacksmith?*
*Who ya want?*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
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Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
Lysander is setting up a forge in Profanus.
*You choose!*
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer.
Extended Signature!
"Yes, it seems that our power grows steadily the longer we remain in this plane. What do you wish to speak about?"
I'm Derendia, but you can call me Rendy! What's your name!" the larval creature ask as they crawl over to the roost slowly, trying not to spook his new conversation buddy.
"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
“Well, gaining power. What do you think you’ll do once you gain a layer?”
“I’m Lysander!” They say. “Hi Rendy! You look scary, but you’re super nice. I’m gonna climb down and visit you.” Lysander begins to climb down the roost.
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer.
Extended Signature!
*My new guy then*
A tiny little short dude with a gun waves to Lysander, a scarf nearly the size of their body waving.
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
Lysander waves back, smiling. “Hey.” They say. “You’re not gonna try and capture and eat me, right?”
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer.
Extended Signature!
*wdym by still learning the rules? Giratina or Claw?*
"I don't have a death wish." Giratina walks through the doors and into Cyrrendale.
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 live under a rock, but at least it's a pretty cool rock!
They blink and chuckle a high pitched chuckle "I'm literally 2'9. I don't think I could eat you even if I wanted to!"
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
“Oh… yeah. You’re right.”
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer.
Extended Signature!
*Claw.*
“What’s your business here?”
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer.
Extended Signature!
"So... uh... what are ya making?"
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
“A forge! The people at my old forge were kinda jerks, so I’ve decided to teach myself.”
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer.
Extended Signature!
"I am not sure. That will probably depend on what others will be doing."
"I'm sorry to scare you." Rendy says apologetically as he watches Lysander come down.
"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
"Ah. Do you need... uh... metal?"
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
“Yeah… and blood.” He shudders.
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer.
Extended Signature!
“Ah. I’m not even sure if I want a layer. I’m loyal to Correlion, so what he wants, I want.”
“No, it’s okay! What are you doing, Rendy?”
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer.
Extended Signature!
Theo has set up a house for themselves in Profanus, their undead making short work of the construction. A second, more opulent house is in the making nearby.
Theo themself is attempting to grow a garden in the crimson dirt, unwilling to leave the layer without an invitation.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.