Frysten the Snow Tiger is lugging a large plank of wood across the snowy mountains, followed by a baby Displacer Beast and an Air Elemental.
An immensely bright blast of light eminates Infront of him, echoes of eldritch whispers and arcane mysteries burst past his ears, expelled from the pure energy of what just happened. After a few seconds, the light fades, and a... thing... stands before him, features cloaked in shadow, Golden robes covering it's body.
Frysten bows his head. “Hello, divine being.” He says, his voice muffled by the plank in his mouth.
They laugh.
"Oh! It has been long since I've been called that, hah!"
“Have you come to help me with my work, or to hinder me?”
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Your local friendly stupid doop!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
Just before they go through the entrance, They just barely notice, inscribed on the wood on one side of the entrance- is some sort of sigil. A glyph of warding.
Ynera casts Dispel Magic on it, at 3rd level.
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
"Well, it is our job to monitor this realm! The Keepers sent us here so that, if there ever is a threat that could destroy this realm, as there very well may be, we can banish them to another place, one, for example, full of evil demons who want to kill them, or, angry gods who also want to kill them. You see? So, yes, the fate of the realm is always at stake. And frankly, it's exhausting. LARA! GET DOWN HERE AND MEET THE GUEST!"
"NO!"
"Bah. I give up... Anyways, if there ever is a creature so powerful enough that we are incapable of banishing it, or powerful enough that it could return from being banished, then we do have a contingency plan."
“Oh? And what is this contingency plan?” Ynera asks politely. “I have not heard of any Keepers. But I am quite experienced with keeping out demons and other planar beings of similar caliber. It does take a lengthy amount of time to complete a permanent project on that scale.”
"Yes... yes it does. Speaking of which, I shall show you our contingency plan... follow me."
They walk through the atrium, and through a long hallway.
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Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
Frysten the Snow Tiger is lugging a large plank of wood across the snowy mountains, followed by a baby Displacer Beast and an Air Elemental.
An immensely bright blast of light eminates Infront of him, echoes of eldritch whispers and arcane mysteries burst past his ears, expelled from the pure energy of what just happened. After a few seconds, the light fades, and a... thing... stands before him, features cloaked in shadow, Golden robes covering it's body.
Frysten bows his head. “Hello, divine being.” He says, his voice muffled by the plank in his mouth.
They laugh.
"Oh! It has been long since I've been called that, hah!"
“Have you come to help me with my work, or to hinder me?”
"I honestly have no idea who or what you are."
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Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
The grey, scarred tiefling looks up from where he sits. "You have not intruded, friend. Anyone with well-wishes may come and visit. Meeting neighbors is difficult around here, and I welcome company. Care for some tea and breakfast?"
“Of course.” They take a seat nearby, watching the dig site. “Quite the world I have stumbled upon. Unfortunately I am very new to this plane, and I have yet to meet my new neighbors. My name is Ynera.” He smiles.
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
"First off, where are ye going? Payment depends on where I take a lad."
“To the center.” Ynera points. “I’d like to see the statue.”
His beard spits a few embers. "Ach. That'll be extra. Bad magic out there. Fifty rollers for most, but ye mentioned alternative payment, no?"
“Yes. Do you accept spell components? I can also gift items or things of a similar caliber if you wish.”
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
Just before they go through the entrance, They just barely notice, inscribed on the wood on one side of the entrance- is some sort of sigil. A glyph of warding.
Ynera casts Dispel Magic on it, at 3rd level.
The dispel magic succeeds, and the glyph of warding quickly fades.
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This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “I don’t know why Pretty boy is an insult. I’m the prettiest boy in this goddamn town.”
_-How Do You Do, I- See you met my faithful handyman.He’s just a little brought down because, when you knocked, He thought you were the candyman-_
_-Queen on a throne of Bouquets-__-ready for Clown boy summer-_ _-A heart in Summer Nights-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
Frysten the Snow Tiger is lugging a large plank of wood across the snowy mountains, followed by a baby Displacer Beast and an Air Elemental.
An immensely bright blast of light eminates Infront of him, echoes of eldritch whispers and arcane mysteries burst past his ears, expelled from the pure energy of what just happened. After a few seconds, the light fades, and a... thing... stands before him, features cloaked in shadow, Golden robes covering it's body.
Frysten bows his head. “Hello, divine being.” He says, his voice muffled by the plank in his mouth.
They laugh.
"Oh! It has been long since I've been called that, hah!"
“Have you come to help me with my work, or to hinder me?”
"I honestly have no idea who or what you are."
“I am a tiger.”
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Your local friendly stupid doop!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
Frysten the Snow Tiger is lugging a large plank of wood across the snowy mountains, followed by a baby Displacer Beast and an Air Elemental.
An immensely bright blast of light eminates Infront of him, echoes of eldritch whispers and arcane mysteries burst past his ears, expelled from the pure energy of what just happened. After a few seconds, the light fades, and a... thing... stands before him, features cloaked in shadow, Golden robes covering it's body.
Frysten bows his head. “Hello, divine being.” He says, his voice muffled by the plank in his mouth.
They laugh.
"Oh! It has been long since I've been called that, hah!"
“Have you come to help me with my work, or to hinder me?”
"I honestly have no idea who or what you are."
“I am a tiger.”
"... And...?"
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Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
"Yes... yes it does. Speaking of which, I shall show you our contingency plan... follow me."
They walk through the atrium, and through a long hallway.
Ynera steps lightly, following behind. “You are very trusting of me. Unless this is some sort of trap, in which case would be very unpleasant.”
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
Just before they go through the entrance, They just barely notice, inscribed on the wood on one side of the entrance- is some sort of sigil. A glyph of warding.
Ynera casts Dispel Magic on it, at 3rd level.
The dispel magic succeeds, and the glyph of warding quickly fades.
They continue onwards into the lair.
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
"Yes... yes it does. Speaking of which, I shall show you our contingency plan... follow me."
They walk through the atrium, and through a long hallway.
Ynera steps lightly, following behind. “You are very trusting of me. Unless this is some sort of trap, in which case would be very unpleasant.”
"Oh, it is a trap, just not for you."
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Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
Frysten the Snow Tiger is lugging a large plank of wood across the snowy mountains, followed by a baby Displacer Beast and an Air Elemental.
An immensely bright blast of light eminates Infront of him, echoes of eldritch whispers and arcane mysteries burst past his ears, expelled from the pure energy of what just happened. After a few seconds, the light fades, and a... thing... stands before him, features cloaked in shadow, Golden robes covering it's body.
Frysten bows his head. “Hello, divine being.” He says, his voice muffled by the plank in his mouth.
They laugh.
"Oh! It has been long since I've been called that, hah!"
“Have you come to help me with my work, or to hinder me?”
"I honestly have no idea who or what you are."
“I am a tiger.”
"... And...?"
“A white tiger?”
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Your local friendly stupid doop!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
"Yes... yes it does. Speaking of which, I shall show you our contingency plan... follow me."
They walk through the atrium, and through a long hallway.
Ynera steps lightly, following behind. “You are very trusting of me. Unless this is some sort of trap, in which case would be very unpleasant.”
"Oh, it is a trap, just not for you."
“Wonderful! Continue on then.”
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
Frysten the Snow Tiger is lugging a large plank of wood across the snowy mountains, followed by a baby Displacer Beast and an Air Elemental.
An immensely bright blast of light eminates Infront of him, echoes of eldritch whispers and arcane mysteries burst past his ears, expelled from the pure energy of what just happened. After a few seconds, the light fades, and a... thing... stands before him, features cloaked in shadow, Golden robes covering it's body.
Frysten bows his head. “Hello, divine being.” He says, his voice muffled by the plank in his mouth.
They laugh.
"Oh! It has been long since I've been called that, hah!"
“Have you come to help me with my work, or to hinder me?”
"I honestly have no idea who or what you are."
“I am a tiger.”
"... And...?"
“A white tiger?”
"I can see that. I have eyes."
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Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
Frysten the Snow Tiger is lugging a large plank of wood across the snowy mountains, followed by a baby Displacer Beast and an Air Elemental.
An immensely bright blast of light eminates Infront of him, echoes of eldritch whispers and arcane mysteries burst past his ears, expelled from the pure energy of what just happened. After a few seconds, the light fades, and a... thing... stands before him, features cloaked in shadow, Golden robes covering it's body.
Frysten bows his head. “Hello, divine being.” He says, his voice muffled by the plank in his mouth.
They laugh.
"Oh! It has been long since I've been called that, hah!"
“Have you come to help me with my work, or to hinder me?”
"I honestly have no idea who or what you are."
“I am a tiger.”
"... And...?"
“A white tiger?”
"I can see that. I have eyes."
“Well, what else do you want to know? You can clearly see what I am.”
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Your local friendly stupid doop!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
"Yes... yes it does. Speaking of which, I shall show you our contingency plan... follow me."
They walk through the atrium, and through a long hallway.
Ynera steps lightly, following behind. “You are very trusting of me. Unless this is some sort of trap, in which case would be very unpleasant.”
"Oh, it is a trap, just not for you."
“Wonderful! Continue on then.”
"Alright then! So, in the emergency case of being unable to banish a threat to this realm, we will instead lead them down this corridor, to this chamber right here."
They stop in a round room, rather plain, not much to it.
Please make a Perception Check!
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Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
Just before they go through the entrance, They just barely notice, inscribed on the wood on one side of the entrance- is some sort of sigil. A glyph of warding.
Ynera casts Dispel Magic on it, at 3rd level.
The dispel magic succeeds, and the glyph of warding quickly fades.
They continue onwards into the lair.
It’s dark, dismal, cramped, and rather putrid. There are dozens of twisting hallways, doors made of discarded driftwood, and decorations made of animal- and a couple human- bones. It takes a while before They arrive anywhere that could count as a room- they find themself in what seems to be the captain’s quarters of one of the sunken ships, a globe on a desk that’s half rotted away and taken apart. Portraits, ruined by constant exposure to the sea, are hung on the walls, and there is a colony of sea urchins living in one corner of the room. Circling around the ceiling of the quarters are a pair of reef sharks, and two giant octopus- human sized, maybe even a bit bigger, rummage through a chest on one side of the room. Unless they are still actively hiding, they immediately notice them.
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This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “I don’t know why Pretty boy is an insult. I’m the prettiest boy in this goddamn town.”
_-How Do You Do, I- See you met my faithful handyman.He’s just a little brought down because, when you knocked, He thought you were the candyman-_
_-Queen on a throne of Bouquets-__-ready for Clown boy summer-_ _-A heart in Summer Nights-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
Frysten the Snow Tiger is lugging a large plank of wood across the snowy mountains, followed by a baby Displacer Beast and an Air Elemental.
An immensely bright blast of light eminates Infront of him, echoes of eldritch whispers and arcane mysteries burst past his ears, expelled from the pure energy of what just happened. After a few seconds, the light fades, and a... thing... stands before him, features cloaked in shadow, Golden robes covering it's body.
Frysten bows his head. “Hello, divine being.” He says, his voice muffled by the plank in his mouth.
They laugh.
"Oh! It has been long since I've been called that, hah!"
“Have you come to help me with my work, or to hinder me?”
"I honestly have no idea who or what you are."
“I am a tiger.”
"... And...?"
“A white tiger?”
"I can see that. I have eyes."
“Well, what else do you want to know? You can clearly see what I am.”
"What your plans are. You asked if I am going to stop your plans, so I must know what they are first, obviously."
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Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
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“Have you come to help me with my work, or to hinder me?”
Your local friendly stupid doop!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
Extended Signature!
Ynera casts Dispel Magic on it, at 3rd level.
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
"Yes... yes it does. Speaking of which, I shall show you our contingency plan... follow me."
They walk through the atrium, and through a long hallway.
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
"I honestly have no idea who or what you are."
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
“Of course.” They take a seat nearby, watching the dig site. “Quite the world I have stumbled upon. Unfortunately I am very new to this plane, and I have yet to meet my new neighbors. My name is Ynera.” He smiles.
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
“Yes. Do you accept spell components? I can also gift items or things of a similar caliber if you wish.”
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
The dispel magic succeeds, and the glyph of warding quickly fades.
This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “I don’t know why Pretty boy is an insult. I’m the prettiest boy in this goddamn town.”
_-How Do You Do, I- See you met my faithful handyman. He’s just a little brought down because, when you knocked, He thought you were the candyman-_
_-Queen on a throne of Bouquets-_ _-ready for Clown boy summer-_ _-A heart in Summer Nights-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
“I am a tiger.”
Your local friendly stupid doop!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
Extended Signature!
"... And...?"
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
Ynera steps lightly, following behind. “You are very trusting of me. Unless this is some sort of trap, in which case would be very unpleasant.”
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
They continue onwards into the lair.
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
"Oh, it is a trap, just not for you."
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
“A white tiger?”
Your local friendly stupid doop!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
Extended Signature!
“Wonderful! Continue on then.”
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology undergrad, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
"I can see that. I have eyes."
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
"It's extra work to resell these things, so anything work aboot sixty gold will do."
“Well, what else do you want to know? You can clearly see what I am.”
Your local friendly stupid doop!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
Extended Signature!
"Alright then! So, in the emergency case of being unable to banish a threat to this realm, we will instead lead them down this corridor, to this chamber right here."
They stop in a round room, rather plain, not much to it.
Please make a Perception Check!
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
It’s dark, dismal, cramped, and rather putrid. There are dozens of twisting hallways, doors made of discarded driftwood, and decorations made of animal- and a couple human- bones. It takes a while before They arrive anywhere that could count as a room- they find themself in what seems to be the captain’s quarters of one of the sunken ships, a globe on a desk that’s half rotted away and taken apart. Portraits, ruined by constant exposure to the sea, are hung on the walls, and there is a colony of sea urchins living in one corner of the room. Circling around the ceiling of the quarters are a pair of reef sharks, and two giant octopus- human sized, maybe even a bit bigger, rummage through a chest on one side of the room. Unless they are still actively hiding, they immediately notice them.
This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “I don’t know why Pretty boy is an insult. I’m the prettiest boy in this goddamn town.”
_-How Do You Do, I- See you met my faithful handyman. He’s just a little brought down because, when you knocked, He thought you were the candyman-_
_-Queen on a throne of Bouquets-_ _-ready for Clown boy summer-_ _-A heart in Summer Nights-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
"What your plans are. You asked if I am going to stop your plans, so I must know what they are first, obviously."
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!