"Well, that's nice. Thank you for freeing me, by the way. Is there anything I can do for you?" He looks through his pockets, finding mostly rusted items and rotten material that might have been organic at some point.
"Oh, no need to thank me. We all deserve to start at the same point when entering the grand game. Starting off chained is not a fair beginning."
"Well, I already had my faith beginning, I just lost traction real quick. Besides, fair and equal aren't the same thing. We could fight right here and now, but I doubt it would be a fair one even though we are both well-rested and likely ready to come to blows in an emergency. I've got an empty tummy and a few dinky little spells, and you're a... big scary lady. Even if you weren't a three-headed dracolich, that's still a lot of power. I'm very glad you have a sense of fairness, even if I don't understand it." He waddles closer and gives her a hug.
She regains 9 HP. This likely means 0 HP since she hasn't taken any damage I don't think.
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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.
*Of course, my tiny dancer. I have a character now!*
The Empty Saint is trying to find a replacement for the rusted staples keeping his face on.
You sense something lurking the shadows around you. Something large. Something red. A voice that sounds like it’s whispering from between a dead man’s lips calls out, “You’re falling to pieces, friend.”
The little priest doesn't look at the source, frozen in fear clutching the piece of grass he was holding. "I-it's a way of life... friend?" He seems unsure.
It grows closer, but still out of sight, “A way of life?”
The Walking Ruination, Ravarus, is continuing his lumbering, grabbing all manner of poor souls and other organic materials it can with it's many handed tails and tossing them into his toothy maw to be devoured.
A giant crimson vampire bat descends from the sky before the Walking Ruination. Somewhere in its descent it takes its humanoid form. “So you truly have awoken. It has been long since I’ve seen you walk your warpath, Ravarus.”
The beast notices the bat, not seeming to register him speaking as one of his hand tails reaches out to try and and grab him like the other creatures he has been consuming.
In a streak of red it darts just out of reach. “Slow as ever. Has your mind caught up with the rest of you yet?”
"Well, that's nice. Thank you for freeing me, by the way. Is there anything I can do for you?" He looks through his pockets, finding mostly rusted items and rotten material that might have been organic at some point.
"Oh, no need to thank me. We all deserve to start at the same point when entering the grand game. Starting off chained is not a fair beginning."
"Well, I already had my faith beginning, I just lost traction real quick. Besides, fair and equal aren't the same thing. We could fight right here and now, but I doubt it would be a fair one even though we are both well-rested and likely ready to come to blows in an emergency. I've got an empty tummy and a few dinky little spells, and you're a... big scary lady. Even if you weren't a three-headed dracolich, that's still a lot of power. I'm very glad you have a sense of fairness, even if I don't understand it." He waddles closer and gives her a hug.
She regains 17 HP. This likely means 0 HP since she hasn't taken any damage I don't think.
She chuckles at his antics. "Oh, it's just the honorable player in me. There will be plenty of time for combat and conquest and carnage later."
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
The Walking Ruination, Ravarus, is continuing his lumbering, grabbing all manner of poor souls and other organic materials it can with it's many handed tails and tossing them into his toothy maw to be devoured.
A giant crimson vampire bat descends from the sky before the Walking Ruination. Somewhere in its descent it takes its humanoid form. “So you truly have awoken. It has been long since I’ve seen you walk your warpath, Ravarus.”
The beast notices the bat, not seeming to register him speaking as one of his hand tails reaches out to try and and grab him like the other creatures he has been consuming.
In a streak of red it darts just out of reach. “Slow as ever. Has your mind caught up with the rest of you yet?”
The beast would try a couple more times. Once he realizes this creature isn't easy to catch like the others, he begins to move on to other prey, his mind singularly driven by the need to consume and gain energy.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
The little priest doesn't look at the source, frozen in fear clutching the piece of grass he was holding. "I-it's a way of life... friend?" He seems unsure.
It grows closer, but still out of sight, “A way of life?”
He shivers, setting down the blade of grass slowly. "There's no way to change it now. Just a side-effect of living in Purgatory for millennia, I guess. And having the Starving Dark living inside you. It's very big, and my fat little body isn't great for holding it all."
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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.
The Walking Ruination, Ravarus, is continuing his lumbering, grabbing all manner of poor souls and other organic materials it can with it's many handed tails and tossing them into his toothy maw to be devoured.
A giant crimson vampire bat descends from the sky before the Walking Ruination. Somewhere in its descent it takes its humanoid form. “So you truly have awoken. It has been long since I’ve seen you walk your warpath, Ravarus.”
The beast notices the bat, not seeming to register him speaking as one of his hand tails reaches out to try and and grab him like the other creatures he has been consuming.
In a streak of red it darts just out of reach. “Slow as ever. Has your mind caught up with the rest of you yet?”
The beast would try a couple more times. Once he realizes this creature isn't easy to catch like the others, he begins to move on to other prey, his mind singularly driven by the need to consume and gain energy.
The Crimson King perches upon a nearby tower, watching and thinking. He observes the creatures movements closely.
"Well, I already had my fair beginning, I just lost traction real quick. Besides, fair and equal aren't the same thing. We could fight right here and now, but I doubt it would be a fair one even though we are both well-rested and likely ready to come to blows in an emergency. I've got an empty tummy and a few dinky little spells, and you're a... big scary lady. Even if you weren't a three-headed dracolich, that's still a lot of power. I'm very glad you have a sense of fairness, even if I don't understand it." He waddles closer and gives her a hug.
She regains 17 HP. This likely means 0 HP since she hasn't taken any damage I don't think.
She chuckles at his antics. "Oh, it's just the honorable player in me. There will be plenty of time for combat and conquest and carnage later."
"A good point, my friend. Better to play fair when you can. Cruelty begets cruelty, and cruelty is one of the most unpredictable forces out there. I'd hate to see someone like you be forced to cheat."
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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.
The little priest doesn't look at the source, frozen in fear clutching the piece of grass he was holding. "I-it's a way of life... friend?" He seems unsure.
It grows closer, but still out of sight, “A way of life?”
He shivers, setting down the blade of grass slowly. "There's no way to change it now. Just a side-effect of living in Purgatory for millennia, I guess. And having the Starving Dark living inside you. It's very big, and my fat little body isn't great for holding it all."
“I’m aware of the Creeping Dark, the Whispering Dark, and the Summoning Dark, but I don’t think I’ve ever heard of the Starving Dark.” Says the voice from right behind you.
The Walking Ruination, Ravarus, is continuing his lumbering, grabbing all manner of poor souls and other organic materials it can with it's many handed tails and tossing them into his toothy maw to be devoured.
A giant crimson vampire bat descends from the sky before the Walking Ruination. Somewhere in its descent it takes its humanoid form. “So you truly have awoken. It has been long since I’ve seen you walk your warpath, Ravarus.”
The beast notices the bat, not seeming to register him speaking as one of his hand tails reaches out to try and and grab him like the other creatures he has been consuming.
In a streak of red it darts just out of reach. “Slow as ever. Has your mind caught up with the rest of you yet?”
The beast would try a couple more times. Once he realizes this creature isn't easy to catch like the others, he begins to move on to other prey, his mind singularly driven by the need to consume and gain energy.
The Crimson King perches upon a nearby tower, watching and thinking. He observes the creatures movements closely.
The beast continues on his feeding escapades. The last time the Crimson King had laid eyes on this behemoth, he looked quite different and was "controlled" by another Unholy Being that perished along with the rest in the last great battle that set things back to zero. Now the terrifying Ravarus is a deformed husk of what he was before.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
"Well, I already had my fair beginning, I just lost traction real quick. Besides, fair and equal aren't the same thing. We could fight right here and now, but I doubt it would be a fair one even though we are both well-rested and likely ready to come to blows in an emergency. I've got an empty tummy and a few dinky little spells, and you're a... big scary lady. Even if you weren't a three-headed dracolich, that's still a lot of power. I'm very glad you have a sense of fairness, even if I don't understand it." He waddles closer and gives her a hug.
She regains 17 HP. This likely means 0 HP since she hasn't taken any damage I don't think.
She chuckles at his antics. "Oh, it's just the honorable player in me. There will be plenty of time for combat and conquest and carnage later."
"A good point, my friend. Better to play fair when you can. Cruelty begets cruelty, and cruelty is one of the most unpredictable forces out there. I'd hate to see someone like you be forced to cheat."
"Oh same here my dear, I'd be quite terrible at it. I don't have a great poker face, and lying is not my forte."
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
The Walking Ruination, Ravarus, is continuing his lumbering, grabbing all manner of poor souls and other organic materials it can with it's many handed tails and tossing them into his toothy maw to be devoured.
A giant crimson vampire bat descends from the sky before the Walking Ruination. Somewhere in its descent it takes its humanoid form. “So you truly have awoken. It has been long since I’ve seen you walk your warpath, Ravarus.”
The beast notices the bat, not seeming to register him speaking as one of his hand tails reaches out to try and and grab him like the other creatures he has been consuming.
In a streak of red it darts just out of reach. “Slow as ever. Has your mind caught up with the rest of you yet?”
The beast would try a couple more times. Once he realizes this creature isn't easy to catch like the others, he begins to move on to other prey, his mind singularly driven by the need to consume and gain energy.
The Crimson King perches upon a nearby tower, watching and thinking. He observes the creatures movements closely.
The beast continues on his feeding escapades. The last time the Crimson King had laid eyes on this behemoth, he looked quite different and was "controlled" by another Unholy Being that perished along with the rest in the last great battle that set things back to zero. Now the terrifying Ravarus is a deformed husk of what he was before.
To the Crimson King, Ravarus may be a husk of his previous glory but there is the opportunity that he would return to that state. He raises a scarlet hand into the sky and his skeletal fingers grab at the night. Obeying his summons, the air is soon full of bats. The bats fly at you and swarm around your face. They do not bite or harm you in any way, but they form a cloud of fluttering leather around your head.
The little priest doesn't look at the source, frozen in fear clutching the piece of grass he was holding. "I-it's a way of life... friend?" He seems unsure.
It grows closer, but still out of sight, “A way of life?”
He shivers, setting down the blade of grass slowly. "There's no way to change it now. Just a side-effect of living in Purgatory for millennia, I guess. And having the Starving Dark living inside you. It's very big, and my fat little body isn't great for holding it all."
“I’m aware of the Creeping Dark, the Whispering Dark, and the Summoning Dark, but I don’t think I’ve ever heard of the Starving Dark.” Says the voice from right behind you.
His breath turns shuddery. "I... I..." His face begins to fall off. "Well now you have, sweetie."
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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.
To the Crimson King, Ravarus may be a husk of his previous glory but there is the opportunity that he would return to that state. He raises a scarlet hand into the sky and his skeletal fingers grab at the night. Obeying his summons, the air is soon full of bats. The bats fly at you and swarm around your face. They do not bite or harm you in any way, but they form a cloud of fluttering leather around your head.
Ravarus bellows out deeply in alarm, swatting at the bats around his face with a few of its hand tails as others look around, now on high alert.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
"A good point, my friend. Better to play fair when you can. Cruelty begets cruelty, and cruelty is one of the most unpredictable forces out there. I'd hate to see someone like you be forced to cheat."
"Oh same here my dear, I'd be quite terrible at it. I don't have a great poker face, and lying is not my forte."
"Heh, same here." He sits on her left foreclaw. "How has your day been, big friend Coronet?"
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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.
“I’m aware of the Creeping Dark, the Whispering Dark, and The Summoning Dark, but I don’t think I’ve ever heard of the Starving Dark.”
*bro just referenced himself*
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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)
"A good point, my friend. Better to play fair when you can. Cruelty begets cruelty, and cruelty is one of the most unpredictable forces out there. I'd hate to see someone like you be forced to cheat."
"Oh same here my dear, I'd be quite terrible at it. I don't have a great poker face, and lying is not my forte."
"Heh, same here." He sits on her left foreclaw. "How has your day been, big friend Coronet?"
"Oh it's been lovely, I watched a desperate battle between two recently formed beings and had a nice tea session with a fallen angel." she says in a jovial tone.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
The little priest doesn't look at the source, frozen in fear clutching the piece of grass he was holding. "I-it's a way of life... friend?" He seems unsure.
It grows closer, but still out of sight, “A way of life?”
He shivers, setting down the blade of grass slowly. "There's no way to change it now. Just a side-effect of living in Purgatory for millennia, I guess. And having the Starving Dark living inside you. It's very big, and my fat little body isn't great for holding it all."
“I’m aware of the Creeping Dark, the Whispering Dark, and the Summoning Dark, but I don’t think I’ve ever heard of the Starving Dark.” Says the voice from right behind you.
His breath turns shuddery. "I... I..." His face begins to fall off. "Well now you have, sweetie."
“Ah, the Starving Dark. What hungers you so? What could possibly sate your appetite?”
"Well, I already had my faith beginning, I just lost traction real quick. Besides, fair and equal aren't the same thing. We could fight right here and now, but I doubt it would be a fair one even though we are both well-rested and likely ready to come to blows in an emergency. I've got an empty tummy and a few dinky little spells, and you're a... big scary lady. Even if you weren't a three-headed dracolich, that's still a lot of power. I'm very glad you have a sense of fairness, even if I don't understand it." He waddles closer and gives her a hug.
She regains 9 HP. This likely means 0 HP since she hasn't taken any damage I don't think.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
It grows closer, but still out of sight, “A way of life?”
In a streak of red it darts just out of reach. “Slow as ever. Has your mind caught up with the rest of you yet?”
She chuckles at his antics. "Oh, it's just the honorable player in me. There will be plenty of time for combat and conquest and carnage later."
"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 beast would try a couple more times. Once he realizes this creature isn't easy to catch like the others, he begins to move on to other prey, his mind singularly driven by the need to consume and gain energy.
"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 shivers, setting down the blade of grass slowly. "There's no way to change it now. Just a side-effect of living in Purgatory for millennia, I guess. And having the Starving Dark living inside you. It's very big, and my fat little body isn't great for holding it all."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
The Crimson King perches upon a nearby tower, watching and thinking. He observes the creatures movements closely.
*Sure Ready for the meeting?*
"A good point, my friend. Better to play fair when you can. Cruelty begets cruelty, and cruelty is one of the most unpredictable forces out there. I'd hate to see someone like you be forced to cheat."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“I’m aware of the Creeping Dark, the Whispering Dark, and the Summoning Dark, but I don’t think I’ve ever heard of the Starving Dark.” Says the voice from right behind you.
*Sure.*
Black smoke curls from holes in the roof of the run down tower where the Crimson King presides.
The beast continues on his feeding escapades. The last time the Crimson King had laid eyes on this behemoth, he looked quite different and was "controlled" by another Unholy Being that perished along with the rest in the last great battle that set things back to zero. Now the terrifying Ravarus is a deformed husk of what he was before.
"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
"Oh same here my dear, I'd be quite terrible at it. I don't have a great poker face, and lying is not my forte."
"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
To the Crimson King, Ravarus may be a husk of his previous glory but there is the opportunity that he would return to that state. He raises a scarlet hand into the sky and his skeletal fingers grab at the night. Obeying his summons, the air is soon full of bats. The bats fly at you and swarm around your face. They do not bite or harm you in any way, but they form a cloud of fluttering leather around your head.
His breath turns shuddery. "I... I..." His face begins to fall off. "Well now you have, sweetie."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Ravarus bellows out deeply in alarm, swatting at the bats around his face with a few of its hand tails as others look around, now on high alert.
"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
"Heh, same here." He sits on her left foreclaw. "How has your day been, big friend Coronet?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*bro just referenced himself*
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!
"Oh it's been lovely, I watched a desperate battle between two recently formed beings and had a nice tea session with a fallen angel." she says in a jovial tone.
"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, the Starving Dark. What hungers you so? What could possibly sate your appetite?”