"Honorable duel...hm...I have never really seen such a thing. War is cruel, bloody, and often rife with deceit and attempts to win by any means. It is the nature of conflict, of strife, to not care for virtue or ideals."
Correlion takes a deep breath, exhaling softly with a slight smile as if imagining the carnage. “War.. is such a mortal concept. True war is bloody, desperate, and a circumstance where both sides lose, no matter the victory. These strifless and virtueless conflicts are not true battles of war - those are disgusting wastes of time and resources. Many mortal wars are fought at the behest of the elite, who send their subjects to death to further advance their goals. Scum. It cannot match to a true siege, one where each soldier knows that they are fighting for, until it is ingrained in their very being, until they cannot turn back. True war is.. beautiful. But here? This will never be attained. Many trapped in this place would prefer to hide in their own lairs, cowards, sending those sworn to them into battle. It disgusts me.”
"I suppose when such beings are...by design...instilled with specific ideals and no real desire to think beyond such programing...such conflicts can seem elegant. Mortals are not such beings. They were not created for specific purpose such as I, but simply exist in the chaos of ebb and flow of..."greater" beings that act on behalf of cosmic forces that never cared for their existence. They must make their own purpose...and it is messy and contradictory and fleeting. But it's all they know. All they can hope for."
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Rak is hissing, standing on the ground and trying to dig.
A tall, golem like creature walks up to Rak. He observes him trying to gauge if he is a threat.
Rak does not seem hostile, only angry. He turns around. “What. Do. You. Want.”
The figure does not speak. Just staring down.
Rak hisses again. “Speak, fool.”
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*Ravarus becomes level 9 tomorrow. I will have to work that day but I'm still excited.*
*Nice! Wonder what his lair will be…*
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"Honorable duel...hm...I have never really seen such a thing. War is cruel, bloody, and often rife with deceit and attempts to win by any means. It is the nature of conflict, of strife, to not care for virtue or ideals."
Correlion takes a deep breath, exhaling softly with a slight smile as if imagining the carnage. “War.. is such a mortal concept. True war is bloody, desperate, and a circumstance where both sides lose, no matter the victory. These strifless and virtueless conflicts are not true battles of war - those are disgusting wastes of time and resources. Many mortal wars are fought at the behest of the elite, who send their subjects to death to further advance their goals. Scum. It cannot match to a true siege, one where each soldier knows that they are fighting for, until it is ingrained in their very being, until they cannot turn back. True war is.. beautiful. But here? This will never be attained. Many trapped in this place would prefer to hide in their own lairs, cowards, sending those sworn to them into battle. It disgusts me.”
"I suppose when such beings are...by design...instilled with specific ideals and no real desire to think beyond such programing...such conflicts can seem elegant. Mortals are not such beings. They were not created for specific purpose such as I, but simply exist in the chaos of ebb and flow of..."greater" beings that act on behalf of cosmic forces that never cared for their existence. They must make their own purpose...and it is messy and contradictory and fleeting. But it's all they know. All they can hope for."
Correlion nods. “I do not despise mortals. Only their natural inclination towards weakness, but that is fixed with time. Do you enjoy war? Or is it simply another front that you are forced into?”
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Many undead watch Giratina intently as the castle doors open up for the draconic creature.
Once inside, it calls out. "Whose domain is this? It is quite impressive."
"Oh, why thank you for noticing!"Giratina would hear the jovial voice of Coronet call out from down the grand entrance hall. "My name is Coronet, what shall I call you?"
"I am Giratina." It speaks without its original delusion of grandeur. "What strength did you use to create such a realm?"
"The strength all those that survive long enough within the cruel battleground of Profanus."
It laughs dryly. "If only that strength had uses outside of this forsaken realm."
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(And, of course, Dragon Tamer. It is in the name, after all)
Rak is hissing, standing on the ground and trying to dig.
A tall, golem like creature walks up to Rak. He observes him trying to gauge if he is a threat.
Rak does not seem hostile, only angry. He turns around. “What. Do. You. Want.”
The figure does not speak. Just staring down.
Rak hisses again. “Speak, fool.”
He speaks in a low gravely voice. "I am no fool."
“Everyone is a fool compared to me.” He says haughtily.
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Rak is hissing, standing on the ground and trying to dig.
A tall, golem like creature walks up to Rak. He observes him trying to gauge if he is a threat.
Rak does not seem hostile, only angry. He turns around. “What. Do. You. Want.”
The figure does not speak. Just staring down.
Rak hisses again. “Speak, fool.”
He speaks in a low gravely voice. "I am no fool."
“Everyone is a fool compared to me.” He says haughtily.
"Interesting." He says dryly.
“What are you?”
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Correlion watches for a moment, unsheathing its blade. “A swear of fealty, not in the soul’s sense, but one towards your Order, the Hellriders. One towards Cyrrendale and its inhabitants. Then, a creed to uphold, swearing to fight with honor. To the death. To flee combat is to resign one’s life and to forsake the order. Honor is one of our virtues, and we do not break our oaths and promises. Our most sacred promise is the blood pact, a spilling of blood from both parties in a binding handshake. You must swear to defend your comrades with your life, yet must also be prepared to sacrifice both them and yourself for the greater cause - the death of the divine. We seek to slaughter the gods, to destroy those of divine lineage and those who rule over others. You must never kneel, never bow before a king. Those are our tenets, our code, and our Order. The creed we uphold is the line that separates us between the ruthless, unorganized masses. It is dishonorable to to engage in meaningless warfare, it is dishonorable to hold any below or above you, it is dishonorable to grant mercy to those who do not deserve it. The weak must be culled, yes, but I trust your judgement to tell between those who were born weak and shall remain weak, versus those that are weak but have the potential for strength.” Correlion’s wings curl inward. “You will not kneel to those outside of the order, but to kneel is a sign of respect we regard to eachother. And now, I ask you, to only bow your head while I grand you your title, Claw.”
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*Ravarus becomes level 9 tomorrow. I will have to work that day but I'm still excited.*
*YIPPEE! Could Correlion put a gateway between their layers?*
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Correlion watches for a moment, unsheathing its blade. “A swear of fealty, not in the soul’s sense, but one towards your Order, the Hellriders. One towards Cyrrendale and its inhabitants. Then, a creed to uphold, swearing to fight with honor. To the death. To flee combat is to resign one’s life and to forsake the order. Honor is one of our virtues, and we do not break our oaths and promises. Our most sacred promise is the blood pact, a spilling of blood from both parties in a binding handshake. You must swear to defend your comrades with your life, yet must also be prepared to sacrifice both them and yourself for the greater cause - the death of the divine. We seek to slaughter the gods, to destroy those of divine lineage and those who rule over others. You must never kneel, never bow before a king. Those are our tenets, our code, and our Order. The creed we uphold is the line that separates us between the ruthless, unorganized masses. It is dishonorable to to engage in meaningless warfare, it is dishonorable to hold any below or above you, it is dishonorable to grant mercy to those who do not deserve it. The weak must be culled, yes, but I trust your judgement to tell between those who were born weak and shall remain weak, versus those that are weak but have the potential for strength.” Correlion’s wings curl inward. “You will not kneel to those outside of the order, but to kneel is a sign of respect we regard to eachother. And now, I ask you, to only bow your head while I grand you your title, Claw.”
Claw nods and bows his head. “A-and what if Max comes back? Does this oath apply to him?”
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Rak is hissing, standing on the ground and trying to dig.
A tall, golem like creature walks up to Rak. He observes him trying to gauge if he is a threat.
Rak does not seem hostile, only angry. He turns around. “What. Do. You. Want.”
The figure does not speak. Just staring down.
Rak hisses again. “Speak, fool.”
He speaks in a low gravely voice. "I am no fool."
“Everyone is a fool compared to me.” He says haughtily.
"Interesting." He says dryly.
“What are you?”
"I am ... A being of considerable power."
“As am I. I am Rak.”
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Claw nods and bows his head. “A-and what if Max comes back? Does this oath apply to him?”
Correlion gently rests their scimitar on Claw’s shoulder, before quickly drawing the blade back and twisting to make a shallow cut on his cheek. “If Max returns within your body, the oath does not extend to him. Your oath is yours alone.”
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Claw nods and bows his head. “A-and what if Max comes back? Does this oath apply to him?”
Correlion gently rests their scimitar on Claw’s shoulder, before quickly drawing the blade back and twisting to make a shallow cut on his cheek. “If Max returns within your body, the oath does not extend to him. Your oath is yours alone.”
“Thank you. I am very glad that you understand the difference between Max and I.” He winces as he touches the cut, pressing on it to stop the bleeding. “Will you show me your lair and where I will be staying?”
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"I suppose when such beings are...by design...instilled with specific ideals and no real desire to think beyond such programing...such conflicts can seem elegant. Mortals are not such beings. They were not created for specific purpose such as I, but simply exist in the chaos of ebb and flow of..."greater" beings that act on behalf of cosmic forces that never cared for their existence. They must make their own purpose...and it is messy and contradictory and fleeting. But it's all they know. All they can hope for."
"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
*Ravarus becomes level 9 tomorrow. I will have to work that day but I'm still excited.*
"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 figure does not speak. Just staring down.
*Cool!*
Rak hisses again. “Speak, fool.”
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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*Nice! Wonder what his lair will be…*
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 nods. “I do not despise mortals. Only their natural inclination towards weakness, but that is fixed with time. Do you enjoy war? Or is it simply another front that you are forced into?”
— 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
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!
He speaks in a low gravely voice. "I am no fool."
“Everyone is a fool compared to me.” He says haughtily.
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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"Interesting." He says dryly.
“What 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 watches for a moment, unsheathing its blade. “A swear of fealty, not in the soul’s sense, but one towards your Order, the Hellriders. One towards Cyrrendale and its inhabitants. Then, a creed to uphold, swearing to fight with honor. To the death. To flee combat is to resign one’s life and to forsake the order. Honor is one of our virtues, and we do not break our oaths and promises. Our most sacred promise is the blood pact, a spilling of blood from both parties in a binding handshake. You must swear to defend your comrades with your life, yet must also be prepared to sacrifice both them and yourself for the greater cause - the death of the divine. We seek to slaughter the gods, to destroy those of divine lineage and those who rule over others. You must never kneel, never bow before a king. Those are our tenets, our code, and our Order. The creed we uphold is the line that separates us between the ruthless, unorganized masses. It is dishonorable to to engage in meaningless warfare, it is dishonorable to hold any below or above you, it is dishonorable to grant mercy to those who do not deserve it. The weak must be culled, yes, but I trust your judgement to tell between those who were born weak and shall remain weak, versus those that are weak but have the potential for strength.” Correlion’s wings curl inward. “You will not kneel to those outside of the order, but to kneel is a sign of respect we regard to eachother. And now, I ask you, to only bow your head while I grand you your title, Claw.”
— 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
*YIPPEE! Could Correlion put a gateway between their layers?*
— 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 am ... A being of considerable power."
Claw nods and bows his head. “A-and what if Max comes back? Does this oath apply to him?”
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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“As am I. I am Rak.”
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 have no name, never had a reason for one. You may call me Z."
Correlion gently rests their scimitar on Claw’s shoulder, before quickly drawing the blade back and twisting to make a shallow cut on his cheek. “If Max returns within your body, the oath does not extend to him. Your oath is yours alone.”
— 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
“Thank you. I am very glad that you understand the difference between Max and I.” He winces as he touches the cut, pressing on it to stop the bleeding. “Will you show me your lair and where I will be staying?”
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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