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!
*this thread looks awesome but seems a little late to join in...*
*Don't worry, feel free to join! If you're worried about being behind on events, besides one major war that's pretty simple to explain there hasn't been too much stuff going on*
*Im also a bit confused about character creation.*
*It can be a little confusing, what you want to do is spend points to get abilities. Think of it like a roguelike.*
*this thread looks awesome but seems a little late to join in...*
*Don't worry, feel free to join! If you're worried about being behind on events, besides one major war that's pretty simple to explain there hasn't been too much stuff going on*
*Im also a bit confused about character creation.*
*Alright, what do you need help with? I'll try to help with what I can but my phone battery is low*
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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
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!
*well, i make my somewhat less than grandiose return. been a month since i introed but, you know how it is. my intro is linked to the post i just quoted, for a refresher.*
The middle of nowhere of the abyssal plane seems to have become the middle of somewhere, seeing as to how some specific pixie has chosen to make it their place of residence. It's marked with little more than a large statue--made of a simple stone--depicting some sort of large wyrm, curled around itself and forming the ouroboros. On the top of it, sitting cross-legged between the horns of the wyrm is the small pixie, adjusting her glasses gently as she absentmindedly writes with some sort of glittery pen into scroll-bound paper, that always seems to impossibly have just a bit more paper before running out.
A tall, handsome man comes walking up. "Hello! I am Malrick, what is your name?"
She adjusts her glasses, regarding him for just a second before going back to her papers. "Thäterin." She finishes a line or two before setting the scroll down, having it immediately combust into glowing, golden flame. She flutters down from her place above him, wings flapping gently as she hovers around eye level. "You have a point to seeking me out, I'm sure, but I am yet to be anyone important here. What purpose do you have for seeking me?"
Giratina roars at the girl. "Speak real words, feeble mortal!"
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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)
Giratina roars at the girl. "Speak real words, feeble mortal!"
*Gonzalo is offline.*
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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!
*well, i make my somewhat less than grandiose return. been a month since i introed but, you know how it is. my intro is linked to the post i just quoted, for a refresher.*
The middle of nowhere of the abyssal plane seems to have become the middle of somewhere, seeing as to how some specific pixie has chosen to make it their place of residence. It's marked with little more than a large statue--made of a simple stone--depicting some sort of large wyrm, curled around itself and forming the ouroboros. On the top of it, sitting cross-legged between the horns of the wyrm is the small pixie, adjusting her glasses gently as she absentmindedly writes with some sort of glittery pen into scroll-bound paper, that always seems to impossibly have just a bit more paper before running out.
A tall, handsome man comes walking up. "Hello! I am Malrick, what is your name?"
She adjusts her glasses, regarding him for just a second before going back to her papers. "Thäterin." She finishes a line or two before setting the scroll down, having it immediately combust into glowing, golden flame. She flutters down from her place above him, wings flapping gently as she hovers around eye level. "You have a point to seeking me out, I'm sure, but I am yet to be anyone important here. What purpose do you have for seeking me?"
"Nice to meet you! Everyone is important to me, I do not see anyone as insignificant. Are you new to this place? Do you need a tour?"
*WAR WITHOUT REASON (IT DOES HAVE A REASON, IT'S FUN)*
*FUNNNNN*
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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!
*well, i make my somewhat less than grandiose return. been a month since i introed but, you know how it is. my intro is linked to the post i just quoted, for a refresher.*
The middle of nowhere of the abyssal plane seems to have become the middle of somewhere, seeing as to how some specific pixie has chosen to make it their place of residence. It's marked with little more than a large statue--made of a simple stone--depicting some sort of large wyrm, curled around itself and forming the ouroboros. On the top of it, sitting cross-legged between the horns of the wyrm is the small pixie, adjusting her glasses gently as she absentmindedly writes with some sort of glittery pen into scroll-bound paper, that always seems to impossibly have just a bit more paper before running out.
A tall, handsome man comes walking up. "Hello! I am Malrick, what is your name?"
She adjusts her glasses, regarding him for just a second before going back to her papers. "Thäterin." She finishes a line or two before setting the scroll down, having it immediately combust into glowing, golden flame. She flutters down from her place above him, wings flapping gently as she hovers around eye level. "You have a point to seeking me out, I'm sure, but I am yet to be anyone important here. What purpose do you have for seeking me?"
"Nice to meet you! Everyone is important to me, I do not see anyone as insignificant. Are you new to this place? Do you need a tour?"
"Insignificant as a whole? Of course not, but here I've yet to make a name. A tour would be nice, but I suppose just to put names to places, I've been around the block once or twice already. Not really met any real cordial folks like yourself, though." She smiles softly.
*well, i make my somewhat less than grandiose return. been a month since i introed but, you know how it is. my intro is linked to the post i just quoted, for a refresher.*
The middle of nowhere of the abyssal plane seems to have become the middle of somewhere, seeing as to how some specific pixie has chosen to make it their place of residence. It's marked with little more than a large statue--made of a simple stone--depicting some sort of large wyrm, curled around itself and forming the ouroboros. On the top of it, sitting cross-legged between the horns of the wyrm is the small pixie, adjusting her glasses gently as she absentmindedly writes with some sort of glittery pen into scroll-bound paper, that always seems to impossibly have just a bit more paper before running out.
A tall, handsome man comes walking up. "Hello! I am Malrick, what is your name?"
She adjusts her glasses, regarding him for just a second before going back to her papers. "Thäterin." She finishes a line or two before setting the scroll down, having it immediately combust into glowing, golden flame. She flutters down from her place above him, wings flapping gently as she hovers around eye level. "You have a point to seeking me out, I'm sure, but I am yet to be anyone important here. What purpose do you have for seeking me?"
"Nice to meet you! Everyone is important to me, I do not see anyone as insignificant. Are you new to this place? Do you need a tour?"
"Insignificant as a whole? Of course not, but here I've yet to make a name. A tour would be nice, but I suppose just to put names to places, I've been around the block once or twice already. Not really met any real cordial folks like yourself, though." She smiles softly.
He smiles back, enjoying having pleasant conversation. "I do not care if you have a name for yourself, I seek to protect, and care for others, even in this dreadful place. Where do you wish to go, a place of safety, the barracks, the blacksmith shop?"
*well, i make my somewhat less than grandiose return. been a month since i introed but, you know how it is. my intro is linked to the post i just quoted, for a refresher.*
The middle of nowhere of the abyssal plane seems to have become the middle of somewhere, seeing as to how some specific pixie has chosen to make it their place of residence. It's marked with little more than a large statue--made of a simple stone--depicting some sort of large wyrm, curled around itself and forming the ouroboros. On the top of it, sitting cross-legged between the horns of the wyrm is the small pixie, adjusting her glasses gently as she absentmindedly writes with some sort of glittery pen into scroll-bound paper, that always seems to impossibly have just a bit more paper before running out.
A tall, handsome man comes walking up. "Hello! I am Malrick, what is your name?"
She adjusts her glasses, regarding him for just a second before going back to her papers. "Thäterin." She finishes a line or two before setting the scroll down, having it immediately combust into glowing, golden flame. She flutters down from her place above him, wings flapping gently as she hovers around eye level. "You have a point to seeking me out, I'm sure, but I am yet to be anyone important here. What purpose do you have for seeking me?"
"Nice to meet you! Everyone is important to me, I do not see anyone as insignificant. Are you new to this place? Do you need a tour?"
"Insignificant as a whole? Of course not, but here I've yet to make a name. A tour would be nice, but I suppose just to put names to places, I've been around the block once or twice already. Not really met any real cordial folks like yourself, though." She smiles softly.
He smiles back, enjoying having pleasant conversation. "I do not care if you have a name for yourself, I seek to protect, and care for others, even in this dreadful place. Where do you wish to go, a place of safety, the barracks, the blacksmith shop?"
Thaterin (*i am not grabbing the umlaut every time thats just not in my pay grade.*) raises an eyebrow. "Protecting? I assure you I need none. I'm quite capable." She sighs, "Oh sorry there, young man, you caught some of the old pride that still lingers in me still. Blacksmithing shop ain't sound too bad now, though. Been needing myself a nice set of boots lately."
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redpelt is my mother she legally adopted me
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*I still really want a war to break out....*
"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
*ME TOO.*
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!
*BRING US WAR*
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
*It can be a little confusing, what you want to do is spend points to get abilities. Think of it like a roguelike.*
*Alright, what do you need help with? I'll try to help with what I can but my phone battery is low*
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
*WHY ARE YOU GUYS SO VIOLENT!*
*VIOLENCE*
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 just turned on extreme battery saver and it considered DDB an essential app... Do I really use it that much?*
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
She adjusts her glasses, regarding him for just a second before going back to her papers. "Thäterin." She finishes a line or two before setting the scroll down, having it immediately combust into glowing, golden flame. She flutters down from her place above him, wings flapping gently as she hovers around eye level. "You have a point to seeking me out, I'm sure, but I am yet to be anyone important here. What purpose do you have for seeking me?"
:3
redpelt is my mother she legally adopted 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)
HE'S BACK... AND WEIRDER THAN EVER!
*Gonzalo is offline.*
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!
"Nice to meet you! Everyone is important to me, I do not see anyone as insignificant. Are you new to this place? Do you need a tour?"
*WAR WITHOUT REASON (IT DOES HAVE A REASON, IT'S FUN)*
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
*FUNNNNN*
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!
*WHYYYY*
"Insignificant as a whole? Of course not, but here I've yet to make a name. A tour would be nice, but I suppose just to put names to places, I've been around the block once or twice already. Not really met any real cordial folks like yourself, though." She smiles softly.
:3
redpelt is my mother she legally adopted me
*Because it's fun*
"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 smiles back, enjoying having pleasant conversation. "I do not care if you have a name for yourself, I seek to protect, and care for others, even in this dreadful place. Where do you wish to go, a place of safety, the barracks, the blacksmith shop?"
*BECAAAAUUUSSSEEE*
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
Thaterin (*i am not grabbing the umlaut every time thats just not in my pay grade.*) raises an eyebrow. "Protecting? I assure you I need none. I'm quite capable." She sighs, "Oh sorry there, young man, you caught some of the old pride that still lingers in me still. Blacksmithing shop ain't sound too bad now, though. Been needing myself a nice set of boots lately."
:3
redpelt is my mother she legally adopted me