"I do not wish to fight you, I am a lover of peace."
"How....survive....if not....fighting.....?"
"With my friends, we keep each other safe."
"Who...friends...?"
"They are many, their names are Umbraveth, Max, The Knight of ooze, Galvinar, Kal, Draken, Mushisama, Coronet, and one unnamed being. Not all have sworn to protect each other, but we enjoy each others presence."
Kal is sitting alone, drinking some water. *Ash, can you see notifications on the PM?*
"I saw that you had an encounter with Correlion. Did he convince you to join him"
“He has convinced me not to join you, but he also offended me.”
"Interesting, I am glad at least, that you are not my enemy."
“And I as well.”
"So, I have quite a lot of blood I need to get rid of after the party. Would you do me a favor and get rid of it?"
He raises an eyebrow. “Are you trying to charm me to your side?”
"No, rather a gift from a friend. I managed to catch a nine foot tall goat! It was quite the task."
“I prefer human blood.”
"I am sorry but I have only small amounts of that. Even my own body has almost no blood."
“Have you lost most of it?”
"No, my body is... Changed since I came here."
“Ah. Sounds terrible.”
"Yes, while the change has granted me more power, I miss my old body, my old self."
“As do I.” He whispers.
"You were changed? That is sad, we couldn't even keep our bodies in coming here."
“My growing strength is a weakness.”
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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. Ask me about my writing!
Kal is sitting alone, drinking some water. *Ash, can you see notifications on the PM?*
"I saw that you had an encounter with Correlion. Did he convince you to join him"
“He has convinced me not to join you, but he also offended me.”
"Interesting, I am glad at least, that you are not my enemy."
“And I as well.”
"So, I have quite a lot of blood I need to get rid of after the party. Would you do me a favor and get rid of it?"
He raises an eyebrow. “Are you trying to charm me to your side?”
"No, rather a gift from a friend. I managed to catch a nine foot tall goat! It was quite the task."
“I prefer human blood.”
"I am sorry but I have only small amounts of that. Even my own body has almost no blood."
“Have you lost most of it?”
"No, my body is... Changed since I came here."
“Ah. Sounds terrible.”
"Yes, while the change has granted me more power, I miss my old body, my old self."
“As do I.” He whispers.
"You were changed? That is sad, we couldn't even keep our bodies in coming here."
“My growing strength is a weakness.”
"Yes? Why is that? ... Well you don't have to answer that, I know you do not desire to join me."
“I… I do not wish to talk.”
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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. Ask me about my writing!
Kal is sitting alone, drinking some water. *Ash, can you see notifications on the PM?*
"I saw that you had an encounter with Correlion. Did he convince you to join him"
“He has convinced me not to join you, but he also offended me.”
"Interesting, I am glad at least, that you are not my enemy."
“And I as well.”
"So, I have quite a lot of blood I need to get rid of after the party. Would you do me a favor and get rid of it?"
He raises an eyebrow. “Are you trying to charm me to your side?”
"No, rather a gift from a friend. I managed to catch a nine foot tall goat! It was quite the task."
“I prefer human blood.”
"I am sorry but I have only small amounts of that. Even my own body has almost no blood."
“Have you lost most of it?”
"No, my body is... Changed since I came here."
“Ah. Sounds terrible.”
"Yes, while the change has granted me more power, I miss my old body, my old self."
“As do I.” He whispers.
"You were changed? That is sad, we couldn't even keep our bodies in coming here."
“My growing strength is a weakness.”
"Yes? Why is that? ... Well you don't have to answer that, I know you do not desire to join me."
“I… I do not wish to talk.”
"Okay."
Malrick sits next to Kal. Silence flowing around them.
“How are you today, Malrick?”
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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. Ask me about my writing!
*this thread looks awesome but seems a little late to join in...*
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I'm just your everyday dungeon master. Ignore that jar full of souls. And those bones in the corner are just props, don't worry. I'm definitely NOT a lich. Definitely.
Yes, I like beholders. Yes, I curated an exquisite personality for commoner #2864. Yes, my catchphrase is "are you sure?"
*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.
*this thread looks awesome but seems a little late to join in...*
*No! It it definitely not too late to join. I'll give you a tour and some history if you would like!*
*Yes, some history would be great!*
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I'm just your everyday dungeon master. Ignore that jar full of souls. And those bones in the corner are just props, don't worry. I'm definitely NOT a lich. Definitely.
Yes, I like beholders. Yes, I curated an exquisite personality for commoner #2864. Yes, my catchphrase is "are you sure?"
*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?"
*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*
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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
*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.
*Welcome back!*
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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
*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.*
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I'm just your everyday dungeon master. Ignore that jar full of souls. And those bones in the corner are just props, don't worry. I'm definitely NOT a lich. Definitely.
Yes, I like beholders. Yes, I curated an exquisite personality for commoner #2864. Yes, my catchphrase is "are you sure?"
Kal is sitting alone, drinking some water. *Ash, can you see notifications on the PM?*
"I saw that you had an encounter with Correlion. Did he convince you to join him"
“He has convinced me not to join you, but he also offended me.”
"Interesting, I am glad at least, that you are not my enemy."
“And I as well.”
"So, I have quite a lot of blood I need to get rid of after the party. Would you do me a favor and get rid of it?"
He raises an eyebrow. “Are you trying to charm me to your side?”
"No, rather a gift from a friend. I managed to catch a nine foot tall goat! It was quite the task."
“I prefer human blood.”
"I am sorry but I have only small amounts of that. Even my own body has almost no blood."
“Have you lost most of it?”
"No, my body is... Changed since I came here."
“Ah. Sounds terrible.”
"Yes, while the change has granted me more power, I miss my old body, my old self."
“As do I.” He whispers.
"You were changed? That is sad, we couldn't even keep our bodies in coming here."
“My growing strength is a weakness.”
"Yes? Why is that? ... Well you don't have to answer that, I know you do not desire to join me."
“I… I do not wish to talk.”
"Okay."
Malrick sits next to Kal. Silence flowing around them.
“How are you today, Malrick?”
"... I ... I am ... I am okay, I am surrounded by friends. Is that not a good way to die?"
“I will not intervene. I have a dream. Dying will get rid of that. But I wish you luck.”
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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. Ask me about my writing!
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. Ask me about my writing!
"Who...friends...?"
"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
"They are many, their names are Umbraveth, Max, The Knight of ooze, Galvinar, Kal, Draken, Mushisama, Coronet, and one unnamed being. Not all have sworn to protect each other, but we enjoy each others presence."
"You were changed? That is sad, we couldn't even keep our bodies in coming here."
“My growing strength is a weakness.”
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. Ask me about my writing!
Extended Signature!
"Yes? Why is that? ... Well you don't have to answer that, I know you do not desire to join me."
“I… I do not wish to talk.”
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. Ask me about my writing!
Extended Signature!
"Okay."
Malrick sits next to Kal. Silence flowing around them.
“How are you today, Malrick?”
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. Ask me about my writing!
Extended Signature!
*this thread looks awesome but seems a little late to join in...*
I'm just your everyday dungeon master. Ignore that jar full of souls. And those bones in the corner are just props, don't worry. I'm definitely NOT a lich. Definitely.
Yes, I like beholders. Yes, I curated an exquisite personality for commoner #2864. Yes, my catchphrase is "are you sure?"
.-. .- -. -.. --- -- / -- --- .-. ... . / -.-. --- -.. . .-.-.-
PM "Avocado" to Pug_With_Big_Weapons for a prize.
Don't touch the Jar
*No! It it definitely not too late to join. I'll give you a tour and some history if you would like!*
*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.
:3
redpelt is my mother she legally adopted me
"... I ... I am ... I am okay, I am surrounded by friends. Is that not a good way to die?"
*Yes, some history would be great!*
I'm just your everyday dungeon master. Ignore that jar full of souls. And those bones in the corner are just props, don't worry. I'm definitely NOT a lich. Definitely.
Yes, I like beholders. Yes, I curated an exquisite personality for commoner #2864. Yes, my catchphrase is "are you sure?"
.-. .- -. -.. --- -- / -- --- .-. ... . / -.-. --- -.. . .-.-.-
PM "Avocado" to Pug_With_Big_Weapons for a prize.
Don't touch the Jar
A tall, handsome man comes walking up. "Hello! I am Malrick, what is your name?"
*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*
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
*Quote cuts please*
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
*Welcome back!*
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
*Im also a bit confused about character creation.*
I'm just your everyday dungeon master. Ignore that jar full of souls. And those bones in the corner are just props, don't worry. I'm definitely NOT a lich. Definitely.
Yes, I like beholders. Yes, I curated an exquisite personality for commoner #2864. Yes, my catchphrase is "are you sure?"
.-. .- -. -.. --- -- / -- --- .-. ... . / -.-. --- -.. . .-.-.-
PM "Avocado" to Pug_With_Big_Weapons for a prize.
Don't touch the Jar
“I will not intervene. I have a dream. Dying will get rid of that. But I wish you luck.”
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. Ask me about my writing!
Extended Signature!
*whoops, sorry.*
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. Ask me about my writing!
Extended Signature!