“I know… I’ve read the histories. Creatures here. Terrifying creatures. Wait-maybe I can pretend to be one of them to survive?”
The angel stares for a moment, and he can imagine it making a sort of eye brow raise gesture. “Unlikely. Thou are small, and pitiful looking.”
“But plenty of them are humanoids, right?”
“Many are my size or larger, and posses inhuman qualities. Your eyes-“ Correlion steps closer, kneeling to be on their level. “-betray your mortality. You could never be one of our kind.”
“Then what do I do?” He cries.
“You may stay with me, for now. I will not harm you, as I do still have a mind left, and reason guides my hands. Do not attempt betrayal - I will ensure your death will be slow and painful.”
He gulps. “I-I won’t!”
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Drakan regenerates 10 health and steps back. "Ferocious. And obsessed with violence? I can use you."
*Make a persuasion or animal handling check.* The creature ignores his words, viscous drool leaking from the “mouth” in its chest, and lashes out at Drakan again with its tentacle.
Attack: 32 Damage: 32
10 for persuasion.
Drakan regenerates again, taking the hit. "You want flesh? Join me, and I'll give you all the flesh you need, as long as you don't eat me."
The creature takes a moment to consider, shield limb poised to crash down onto Drakan, before slashing at him again. “You.. beg. Weak. You give.. no thing.”
Attack: 25 Damage: 26
Drakan takes the hit, regenerates 10, and rocket jumps 50 feet away. "No, I do not beg. I give you an opportunity, creature. Join my cause, and when we escape this world, you will have the flesh of humanity to feast upon. Until then, you may feast on my enemies. I do not break promises." Persuasion 18
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Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
I main Milio in League of Legends, and therefore have extreme anxiety whenever my glass cannon Vayne main teammate charges at the enemy while I'm at the spawn zone.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 19%.
If anyone says the words "Spider man lord" in my presence I will immediately lock myself in my room.
The way his dry skin is pulled back so that his teeth are exposed looks a lot like a smile, “There is much clarity that can be found in blood, vampire. Tell me, do you know of Iriy? That old country where a sanguine river of blood poured from the throne and the bald mountains swarmed with vampires like flies around a fresh corpse?”
“None.” The fallen angel replies, kicking the remain of the corpse away. “My memories are lost to me - fragmented and shattered beyond repair. But I am no vampire. Our sanguine hunger is shared, though that is where the similarities end. Thy graceless undead - I am a former creature of light, of honor.”
“Your holy origins make no difference now. You are soiled, spoiled, unholy, and whether you like it or not I know we are of the same vampiric breed.” He seems to take great pleasure in seeing someone deny what he believes to be their nature. “It’s a shame to lose your memories. But if yours are gone, then how do you know you sprang from heaven?”
It seizes onto it with its tentacle and begins ripping it to shreds, stuffing the pieces into the hole in its chest and spilling blood and leaking digestive juices back onto the carcass. It barely pays attention to Correlion, intent on assuaging its hunger.
The angel continues to observe the creature. “Is that to thy satisfaction?” It inquires, once the creature has finished its meal.
“For. Now.” It’s swelled slightly, blood leaking in thin streams from the joins of its armour as it crushes the corpse via some gruesome form of peristalsis. “Feed. Why?”
“Your nature is similar to mine, though… primitive and grotesque. I am simply attempting to discern the full capacity of your intellect thoughts.” It pauses. “Can you understand what I am saying?”
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The monster is seemingly made entirely of bone. Its slightly draconic head is set between its broad, multi-plated shoulders. Its torso is wide and segmented, leading downward into 6 insectile legs. Its heavyset arms hang down. It seems lifeless, but the creature can detect a fragmented soul within.
Correlion flies in slightly closer, seeing if it can lay a hand on the creature.
It doesn't move, but Correlion hears a faint voice coming from within, whispering things he cannot quite discern. One thing he can hear, however, is the word 'failure' Whispered over and over again, in relation to what he can't tell.
It gently pushes on the creature, to see if it would react.
It doesn't budge. However, Correlion thinks he notices the tiniest of movements in the monster's head.
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Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
I main Milio in League of Legends, and therefore have extreme anxiety whenever my glass cannon Vayne main teammate charges at the enemy while I'm at the spawn zone.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 19%.
If anyone says the words "Spider man lord" in my presence I will immediately lock myself in my room.
The wizard initiate is crying next to the summoning circle.
Violence, the large white raptor stares at them, as if they don't know what to do
He looks up and screams.
They just back and hiss "What... is... wh-why human?" Their throat contorts as if they only speak through mimicking
“I-I’m not a human!” Deception: 1
Violence still can fail the insight: 6
If they succeed they make a chortle that sounds like a chuckle "Human. I... have ate... this day! I won't eat... you..."
If they fail the insight check, Violence hisses "What... is you?"
He whimpers. “What about tomorrow?”
"Hide... day after... this day" Violence looks around
He whimpers, hiding in his robe.
The raptor stares at him
“I hate this…” He sobs.
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Behold, a creature who's name is uttered in whispered by the poor denizens of this wicked realm. For the Walking Ruination as returned, the beast known as Ravarus.
Correlion perches around 40 ft away, calling out to the beast. “Are you mindless, creature? Or perhaps still open to reason?”
The creature's massive eye locks onto the smaller figure, it's head turning slowly to face Correlion. They eyes are intense and beastial, watching this new being like a curious predator considering if you would be worth it as its next meal. Up this close, he can see that a radiant light seems to be peeking through it's mouth, somewhere from the back of his throat.
“You do not want to fight me, beast.” The angel warns, making a soft clacking sound. “You have been born anew - as have I. It would be a shame to spend your first day reforming your limbs.”
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“Good.” Correlion says, satisfied with this answer. “My roost is in the ashen tree to the north. I may accompany you there, if you wish. Do you have a name, child?”
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The way his dry skin is pulled back so that his teeth are exposed looks a lot like a smile, “There is much clarity that can be found in blood, vampire. Tell me, do you know of Iriy? That old country where a sanguine river of blood poured from the throne and the bald mountains swarmed with vampires like flies around a fresh corpse?”
“None.” The fallen angel replies, kicking the remain of the corpse away. “My memories are lost to me - fragmented and shattered beyond repair. But I am no vampire. Our sanguine hunger is shared, though that is where the similarities end. Thy graceless undead - I am a former creature of light, of honor.”
“Your holy origins make no difference now. You are soiled, spoiled, unholy, and whether you like it or not I know we are of the same vampiric breed.” He seems to take great pleasure in seeing someone deny what he believes to be their nature. “It’s a shame to lose your memories. But if yours are gone, then how do you know you sprang from heaven?”
Correlion’s wings ruffle, feathers standing on end. “I have retained some, and regained more once I had indulged in my inherent calls for violence. I do not know why I had been cast down here, stripped of my power and my flesh, and cursed with this… hunger.” It’s silent for a moment. “Does thou have a name?”
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Behold, a creature who's name is uttered in whispered by the poor denizens of this wicked realm. For the Walking Ruination as returned, the beast known as Ravarus.
Correlion perches around 40 ft away, calling out to the beast. “Are you mindless, creature? Or perhaps still open to reason?”
The creature's massive eye locks onto the smaller figure, it's head turning slowly to face Correlion. They eyes are intense and beastial, watching this new being like a curious predator considering if you would be worth it as its next meal. Up this close, he can see that a radiant light seems to be peeking through it's mouth, somewhere from the back of his throat.
“You do not want to fight me, beast.” The angel warns, making a soft clacking sound. “You have been born anew - as have I. It would be a shame to spend your first day reforming your limbs.”
It does not seem to respond to what he is saying, instead reaching out one of it's claw tipped tails out to the fallen angel like a cat slowly moving it's paws to touch a new item in it's environment, its prey drive changed to more general curiosity. He can see another eye on the inner paw of the slowly reaching tail.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
It doesn't budge. However, Correlion thinks he notices the tiniest of movements in the monster's head.
Its arm transforms into a blade, the angel holding it up to the neck before lopping the head off in one clean motion.
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“Good.” Correlion says, satisfied with this answer. “My roost is in the ashen tree to the north. I may accompany you there, if you wish. Do you have a name, child?”
“M-Magus or Max. Magus is my given name but people call me Max.”
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Drakan takes the hit, regenerates 10, and rocket jumps 50 feet away. "No, I do not beg. I give you an opportunity, creature. Join my cause, and when we escape this world, you will have the flesh of humanity to feast upon. Until then, you may feast on my enemies. I do not break promises." Persuasion 18
He takes an opportunity attack.
Attack: 20 Damage: Unable to parse dice roll.
”MAY?” Some kind of temporary awareness enters the the monster’s voice, cracking with apoplectic rage. “You allow me naught. Stand and fight, so that I do not have to sully my tongue with the blood of cowards.” As quick as the fit of consciousness came on, it vanishes, and the creature dashes to within 5ft of Drakan.
It does not seem to respond to what he is saying, instead reaching out one of it's claw tipped tails out to the fallen angel like a cat slowly moving it's paws to touch a new item in it's environment, its prey drive changed to more general curiosity. He can see another eye on the inner paw of the slowly reaching tail.
Correlion hops back a bit like a startled songbird, feathers ruffling again. It lets out an indignant chittering sound, but it allows the beast to inspect them.
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It doesn't budge. However, Correlion thinks he notices the tiniest of movements in the monster's head.
Its arm transforms into a blade, the angel holding it up to the neck before lopping the head off in one clean motion.
The monster's arm reaches out, grabbing Correlion, while the other one grabs the head and shoves it back in the hole. Its eyes light up blue, and it stands up, spinning its body around a few times before slamming Correlion into the closed gate. It steps back a little, then says, in a surprisingly sophisticated voice, "How rude."
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I main Milio in League of Legends, and therefore have extreme anxiety whenever my glass cannon Vayne main teammate charges at the enemy while I'm at the spawn zone.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 19%.
If anyone says the words "Spider man lord" in my presence I will immediately lock myself in my room.
“M-Magus or Max. Magus is my given name but people call me Max.”
“Max.” The angel says smoothly, as if testing the word on its tongue. “I am Correlion, Blade of Rend. I look forward to making your acquaintance. Now who, exactly, were you attempting to summon?”
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“For. Now.” It’s swelled slightly, blood leaking in thin streams from the joins of its armour as it crushes the corpse via some gruesome form of peristalsis. “Feed. Why?”
“Your nature is similar to mine, though… primitive and grotesque. I am simply attempting to discern the full capacity of your intellect thoughts.” It pauses. “Can you understand what I am saying?”
It nods its “head” in the affirmative. “Most. Thoughts are.. clearer. When full.”
The way his dry skin is pulled back so that his teeth are exposed looks a lot like a smile, “There is much clarity that can be found in blood, vampire. Tell me, do you know of Iriy? That old country where a sanguine river of blood poured from the throne and the bald mountains swarmed with vampires like flies around a fresh corpse?”
“None.” The fallen angel replies, kicking the remain of the corpse away. “My memories are lost to me - fragmented and shattered beyond repair. But I am no vampire. Our sanguine hunger is shared, though that is where the similarities end. Thy graceless undead - I am a former creature of light, of honor.”
“Your holy origins make no difference now. You are soiled, spoiled, unholy, and whether you like it or not I know we are of the same vampiric breed.” He seems to take great pleasure in seeing someone deny what he believes to be their nature. “It’s a shame to lose your memories. But if yours are gone, then how do you know you sprang from heaven?”
Correlion’s wings ruffle, feathers standing on end. “I have retained some, and regained more once I had indulged in my inherent calls for violence. I do not know why I had been cast down here, stripped of my power and my flesh, and cursed with this… hunger.” It’s silent for a moment. “Does thou have a name?”
“I do have a name. I am Cherovni, the Crimson King, the Vampire of Iriy.” The wings disappear behind his back and the red skeleton dressed in the garb of a Slavic warlord sits perched atop the tombstone with his elbow on his knee and his chin upon his knuckles. “And what should I call you?”
He gulps. “I-I won’t!”
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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Drakan takes the hit, regenerates 10, and rocket jumps 50 feet away. "No, I do not beg. I give you an opportunity, creature. Join my cause, and when we escape this world, you will have the flesh of humanity to feast upon. Until then, you may feast on my enemies. I do not break promises." Persuasion 18
Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
I main Milio in League of Legends, and therefore have extreme anxiety whenever my glass cannon Vayne main teammate charges at the enemy while I'm at the spawn zone.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 19%.
If anyone says the words "Spider man lord" in my presence I will immediately lock myself in my room.
I like cheese.
The raptor stares at him
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I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
“Your holy origins make no difference now. You are soiled, spoiled, unholy, and whether you like it or not I know we are of the same vampiric breed.” He seems to take great pleasure in seeing someone deny what he believes to be their nature. “It’s a shame to lose your memories. But if yours are gone, then how do you know you sprang from heaven?”
“Your nature is similar to mine, though… primitive and grotesque. I am simply attempting to discern the full capacity of your intellect thoughts.” It pauses. “Can you understand what I am saying?”
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It doesn't budge. However, Correlion thinks he notices the tiniest of movements in the monster's head.
Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
I main Milio in League of Legends, and therefore have extreme anxiety whenever my glass cannon Vayne main teammate charges at the enemy while I'm at the spawn zone.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 19%.
If anyone says the words "Spider man lord" in my presence I will immediately lock myself in my room.
I like cheese.
“I hate this…” He sobs.
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 do not want to fight me, beast.” The angel warns, making a soft clacking sound. “You have been born anew - as have I. It would be a shame to spend your first day reforming your limbs.”
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“Good.” Correlion says, satisfied with this answer. “My roost is in the ashen tree to the north. I may accompany you there, if you wish. Do you have a name, child?”
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Correlion’s wings ruffle, feathers standing on end. “I have retained some, and regained more once I had indulged in my inherent calls for violence. I do not know why I had been cast down here, stripped of my power and my flesh, and cursed with this… hunger.” It’s silent for a moment. “Does thou have a name?”
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It does not seem to respond to what he is saying, instead reaching out one of it's claw tipped tails out to the fallen angel like a cat slowly moving it's paws to touch a new item in it's environment, its prey drive changed to more general curiosity. He can see another eye on the inner paw of the slowly reaching tail.
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
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Its arm transforms into a blade, the angel holding it up to the neck before lopping the head off in one clean motion.
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Violence just blinks "Hatred will... kill you... if it... is to much. Follow instincts, do not... sit... if you sit... I can eat you"
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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.
“M-Magus or Max. Magus is my given name but people call me Max.”
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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He takes an opportunity attack.
Attack: 20 Damage: Unable to parse dice roll.
”MAY?” Some kind of temporary awareness enters the the monster’s voice, cracking with apoplectic rage. “You allow me naught. Stand and fight, so that I do not have to sully my tongue with the blood of cowards.” As quick as the fit of consciousness came on, it vanishes, and the creature dashes to within 5ft of Drakan.
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
Correlion hops back a bit like a startled songbird, feathers ruffling again. It lets out an indignant chittering sound, but it allows the beast to inspect them.
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The monster's arm reaches out, grabbing Correlion, while the other one grabs the head and shoves it back in the hole. Its eyes light up blue, and it stands up, spinning its body around a few times before slamming Correlion into the closed gate. It steps back a little, then says, in a surprisingly sophisticated voice, "How rude."
Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
I main Milio in League of Legends, and therefore have extreme anxiety whenever my glass cannon Vayne main teammate charges at the enemy while I'm at the spawn zone.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 19%.
If anyone says the words "Spider man lord" in my presence I will immediately lock myself in my room.
I like cheese.
“Max.” The angel says smoothly, as if testing the word on its tongue. “I am Correlion, Blade of Rend. I look forward to making your acquaintance. Now who, exactly, were you attempting to summon?”
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It nods its “head” in the affirmative. “Most. Thoughts are.. clearer. When full.”
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
“I do have a name. I am Cherovni, the Crimson King, the Vampire of Iriy.” The wings disappear behind his back and the red skeleton dressed in the garb of a Slavic warlord sits perched atop the tombstone with his elbow on his knee and his chin upon his knuckles. “And what should I call you?”