I think some of you have made Zaidan characters already which is very cool, but I think for continuity sake I'm going to ask that people who make Zaidan characters come to me first so I can give you more lore about where your character might be from, or what may or may not be in Zaidan. I didn't give a ton of information in my first post, and my sourcebook only has so much in it, so as a future reference if you'd like a Zaidan character go ahead and talk to me and I'll give you a more detailed description about where that character may fit.
*Gale works though, right?*
*Yes, you discussed it with me prior so definitely.*
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*This sounds interesting, but I dunno if my schedule would be disruptive.
Also: If y'all are good with me joining regardless, could I be an Aboleth?*
*Aberrants and other extraplanar creatures are barred by a magical barrier, and would need some method of shapechanging or disguising themselves to get in. Your main risk as an extraplanar is that you'll be discovered and killed or expelled from Zaidan.*
*How about a Doppelganger Enslaved by my Aboleth, then?*
*That works, but the doppelganger would need to be disguised the entire time and be a foreigner, they take citizenship very seriously.*
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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 student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
*I'm good, a little tired but I think I did well on my test today.*
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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 student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
Standing on the rooftop of a building near the Sphinx is a tall figure wearing a cloak that billows in the wind, carrying a shortsword with a bow strapped to their back. Before you can get a close look at them, they leap down from the building and onto the next, where they jump onto the street.
There’s a scream from about where they come from.
And then a few minutes later, they reemerge on the rooftop, shortsword bloody.
A man walks up to the building, and stares at the person
The person stares down at the man. They have pale white skin, black hair, and gray eyes that look bloodthirsty. “Come up and meet me at my level.” They say, their voice raspy.
"Why must i?"
“It’s impolite to refuse simple demands. Come up and meet me at my level so I may see your face.”
"And, remind me why i must be polite?"
“Hmmmmmm…” They say. “Good point.”
"That is what i thought "
“Come up anyways?”
"Fine"
He walks into the building, they appear on the roof a few minutes later
The figure is tall, their hair black hair wavy and smooth. Their eyes are a piercing gray, their skin a pale white. They wear a brown cloak made of soft cotton, and a set of studded leather armor that shines in the moonlight. The straps of their leather armor are arranged to create a small circle, and the circle has a small white sphere, a pearl, slipped inside of it with bumps and ridges that make it look a bit like the moon. The pants the figure wears are simple, soft and baggy but difficult to make noise with. Their boots are long, reaching up to their knees, yet they make no sound.
"Elvish boots?"
“Close. I borrowed them from a friend, they turned out to be useful, so I kept them.”
"Does the friend know?"
“She’s dead.”
"I guess she doesnt"
“Yep.”
"Makes sense"
“Your name?”
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If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me!
*I'm good, a little tired but I think I did well on my test today.*
*What was the test for?*
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Hello! Call me Gato or Mother (Cat in Spanish) My pronouns are They/them, but they can fluctuate. I am a teenage boy. I have ADHD, Depression, and anxiety. I'm also Genderfluid, Pansexual, and Aromantic, but this community means the world to me; you cannot change that about me ALL HAIL O_MERLIN_O. 4D8 ATTEMPT:[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]=[roll][roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll] I have adopted Golden andSalem they are my D&D child.
The mage from the tavern has finally shown up at the Killing Floor, and is standing in the entrance
Blue and gold twisting banners line the streets, flower petals scattered along the cobbled streets leading up to the massive arena. It's structured similarly to a colosseum, stretching high into the sky in a partial dome-like structure, though not quite covering the top. The path itself runs over the grassy prairie, widening out near the tall gate built into the side of the arena, portcullis currently raised to accommodate the large portion of competitors making their way through. Celebratory music in the form of war drums and horns rings out from the tops of the stands, flags of Zaidan held high and hung on steel poles above the arena. The archways of the structure are gilded with silver and wrought iron decor, covering each of the four gates. A small checkpoint is set up at each, where fully armored, armed individuals bearing griffon signets are carefully stopping and inspecting each individual making their way through. The arena opens today, with each individual assigned a drop zone and given a certain amount of allotted time to gather as many points as possible. The closest gate guard looks to be some sort of leonin with white fur and hazel-toned eyes, wearing gleaming armor engraved with runes. Their warhammer is slung over their shoulder, as they beckon for the next entrant to come forward. "Your name, please."
"Wynna"
The leonin checks their book, flipping through a few pages. "You don't seem to be registered. I need your tier, zone preference, first and last name, and your entry fee is five gold."
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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 student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
Standing on the rooftop of a building near the Sphinx is a tall figure wearing a cloak that billows in the wind, carrying a shortsword with a bow strapped to their back. Before you can get a close look at them, they leap down from the building and onto the next, where they jump onto the street.
There’s a scream from about where they come from.
And then a few minutes later, they reemerge on the rooftop, shortsword bloody.
A man walks up to the building, and stares at the person
The person stares down at the man. They have pale white skin, black hair, and gray eyes that look bloodthirsty. “Come up and meet me at my level.” They say, their voice raspy.
"Why must i?"
“It’s impolite to refuse simple demands. Come up and meet me at my level so I may see your face.”
"And, remind me why i must be polite?"
“Hmmmmmm…” They say. “Good point.”
"That is what i thought "
“Come up anyways?”
"Fine"
He walks into the building, they appear on the roof a few minutes later
The figure is tall, their hair black hair wavy and smooth. Their eyes are a piercing gray, their skin a pale white. They wear a brown cloak made of soft cotton, and a set of studded leather armor that shines in the moonlight. The straps of their leather armor are arranged to create a small circle, and the circle has a small white sphere, a pearl, slipped inside of it with bumps and ridges that make it look a bit like the moon. The pants the figure wears are simple, soft and baggy but difficult to make noise with. Their boots are long, reaching up to their knees, yet they make no sound.
"Elvish boots?"
“Close. I borrowed them from a friend, they turned out to be useful, so I kept them.”
"Does the friend know?"
“She’s dead.”
"I guess she doesnt"
“Yep.”
"Makes sense"
“Your name?”
"Wynna"
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Hello! Call me Gato or Mother (Cat in Spanish) My pronouns are They/them, but they can fluctuate. I am a teenage boy. I have ADHD, Depression, and anxiety. I'm also Genderfluid, Pansexual, and Aromantic, but this community means the world to me; you cannot change that about me ALL HAIL O_MERLIN_O. 4D8 ATTEMPT:[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]=[roll][roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll] I have adopted Golden andSalem they are my D&D child.
*Now, can i join the death on the killing floor now
My Stat block is the Archmages, just, but some of the liches things, i believe*
*Could you link the exact statblock?*
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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 student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
The mage from the tavern has finally shown up at the Killing Floor, and is standing in the entrance
Blue and gold twisting banners line the streets, flower petals scattered along the cobbled streets leading up to the massive arena. It's structured similarly to a colosseum, stretching high into the sky in a partial dome-like structure, though not quite covering the top. The path itself runs over the grassy prairie, widening out near the tall gate built into the side of the arena, portcullis currently raised to accommodate the large portion of competitors making their way through. Celebratory music in the form of war drums and horns rings out from the tops of the stands, flags of Zaidan held high and hung on steel poles above the arena. The archways of the structure are gilded with silver and wrought iron decor, covering each of the four gates. A small checkpoint is set up at each, where fully armored, armed individuals bearing griffon signets are carefully stopping and inspecting each individual making their way through. The arena opens today, with each individual assigned a drop zone and given a certain amount of allotted time to gather as many points as possible. The closest gate guard looks to be some sort of leonin with white fur and hazel-toned eyes, wearing gleaming armor engraved with runes. Their warhammer is slung over their shoulder, as they beckon for the next entrant to come forward. "Your name, please."
"Wynna"
The leonin checks their book, flipping through a few pages. "You don't seem to be registered. I need your tier, zone preference, first and last name, and your entry fee is five gold."
They hand the five gold coins over, first, then say, "Teir 4, I don't believe I have one yet, and Wynna Brie."
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Hello! Call me Gato or Mother (Cat in Spanish) My pronouns are They/them, but they can fluctuate. I am a teenage boy. I have ADHD, Depression, and anxiety. I'm also Genderfluid, Pansexual, and Aromantic, but this community means the world to me; you cannot change that about me ALL HAIL O_MERLIN_O. 4D8 ATTEMPT:[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]=[roll][roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll] I have adopted Golden andSalem they are my D&D child.
Standing on the rooftop of a building near the Sphinx is a tall figure wearing a cloak that billows in the wind, carrying a shortsword with a bow strapped to their back. Before you can get a close look at them, they leap down from the building and onto the next, where they jump onto the street.
There’s a scream from about where they come from.
And then a few minutes later, they reemerge on the rooftop, shortsword bloody.
A man walks up to the building, and stares at the person
The person stares down at the man. They have pale white skin, black hair, and gray eyes that look bloodthirsty. “Come up and meet me at my level.” They say, their voice raspy.
"Why must i?"
“It’s impolite to refuse simple demands. Come up and meet me at my level so I may see your face.”
"And, remind me why i must be polite?"
“Hmmmmmm…” They say. “Good point.”
"That is what i thought "
“Come up anyways?”
"Fine"
He walks into the building, they appear on the roof a few minutes later
The figure is tall, their hair black hair wavy and smooth. Their eyes are a piercing gray, their skin a pale white. They wear a brown cloak made of soft cotton, and a set of studded leather armor that shines in the moonlight. The straps of their leather armor are arranged to create a small circle, and the circle has a small white sphere, a pearl, slipped inside of it with bumps and ridges that make it look a bit like the moon. The pants the figure wears are simple, soft and baggy but difficult to make noise with. Their boots are long, reaching up to their knees, yet they make no sound.
"Elvish boots?"
“Close. I borrowed them from a friend, they turned out to be useful, so I kept them.”
"Does the friend know?"
“She’s dead.”
"I guess she doesnt"
“Yep.”
"Makes sense"
“Your name?”
"Wynna"
“I am Atlas.” They say, nodding.
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If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me!
*I'm good, a little tired but I think I did well on my test today.*
*What was the test for?*
*Calculus*
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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 student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
*Now, can i join the death on the killing floor now
My Stat block is the Archmages, just, but some of the liches things, i believe*
*Could you link the exact statblock?*
*I don't think there is one, its a lich that has shapechanged into an Archmage*
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Hello! Call me Gato or Mother (Cat in Spanish) My pronouns are They/them, but they can fluctuate. I am a teenage boy. I have ADHD, Depression, and anxiety. I'm also Genderfluid, Pansexual, and Aromantic, but this community means the world to me; you cannot change that about me ALL HAIL O_MERLIN_O. 4D8 ATTEMPT:[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]=[roll][roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll] I have adopted Golden andSalem they are my D&D child.
Blue and gold twisting banners line the streets, flower petals scattered along the cobbled streets leading up to the massive arena. It's structured similarly to a colosseum, stretching high into the sky in a partial dome-like structure, though not quite covering the top. The path itself runs over the grassy prairie, widening out near the tall gate built into the side of the arena, portcullis currently raised to accommodate the large portion of competitors making their way through. Celebratory music in the form of war drums and horns rings out from the tops of the stands, flags of Zaidan held high and hung on steel poles above the arena. The archways of the structure are gilded with silver and wrought iron decor, covering each of the four gates. A small checkpoint is set up at each, where fully armored, armed individuals bearing griffon signets are carefully stopping and inspecting each individual making their way through. The arena opens today, with each individual assigned a drop zone and given a certain amount of allotted time to gather as many points as possible. The closest gate guard looks to be some sort of leonin with white fur and hazel-toned eyes, wearing gleaming armor engraved with runes. Their warhammer is slung over their shoulder, as they beckon for the next entrant to come forward. "Your name, please."
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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 student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
"Do you want me to come with? I don't mind." Nylon's gaze lingers on the trion for quite a bit, not finishing their thought as they stare at it. "I'm not as fast as you, so you might want to just start running in a direction. I'll help if you call." They stare still at the figure, watching as it fights with vested curiosity of their own. I'm not sure what I stand to gain from winning. Or from death. Their interest is apparent. Is that a member of the high guard you happen to recognize?
Maikka stays completely still, as if to show that he's listening. "I will come back to check on you, I think. I would like to kill a bird." They pause for a moment, looking back at Nylon, then racing off southwards like a cheetah. That is one of the newer section heads of House Azerlius. Capable, as most trion tend to be.
They nod and watch him run off for a second before turning back to the trion. Interesting. They hm to themselves as they wait. Picking off the fodder seems like little more than rude, but.. I think I would like to see how things play out.
Rude is not an issue to be concerned with on the battlefield, Nylon. If you wish to win, truly, your goal is to eliminate your opponents. Think of it as a mercy.
I do not want to. They set off towards the trion. Besides, if I win this, it would prove difficult for any of them to take me down. Even if weakened from the fight. Before they breach around 100 feet to the trion, they stop, slowly halting to watch and wait for the result of their fight, as well as trying to analyze them as a fighter.
*Now, can i join the death on the killing floor now
My Stat block is the Archmages, just, but some of the liches things, i believe*
*Could you link the exact statblock?*
*I don't think there is one, its a lich that has shapechanged into an Archmage*
*Gotcha. Should just be the archmage statblock entirely for now (ignoring what shapechange says because the spell is complicated with spellcasters) with the extended clause your shapechange ends when you drop to 0.*
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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 student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
Blue and gold twisting banners line the streets, flower petals scattered along the cobbled streets leading up to the massive arena. It's structured similarly to a colosseum, stretching high into the sky in a partial dome-like structure, though not quite covering the top. The path itself runs over the grassy prairie, widening out near the tall gate built into the side of the arena, portcullis currently raised to accommodate the large portion of competitors making their way through. Celebratory music in the form of war drums and horns rings out from the tops of the stands, flags of Zaidan held high and hung on steel poles above the arena. The archways of the structure are gilded with silver and wrought iron decor, covering each of the four gates. A small checkpoint is set up at each, where fully armored, armed individuals bearing griffon signets are carefully stopping and inspecting each individual making their way through. The arena opens today, with each individual assigned a drop zone and given a certain amount of allotted time to gather as many points as possible. The closest gate guard looks to be some sort of leonin with white fur and hazel-toned eyes, wearing gleaming armor engraved with runes. Their warhammer is slung over their shoulder, as they beckon for the next entrant to come forward. "Your name, please."
*Idk if Atlas has signed up yet, but he’ll be doing 1v1s and I forget the other options.*
“Atlas Rex.” A raspy voice says, coming from a cloaked figure with pale gray eyes that seem to glow. Their studded leather armor looks new, and they move silently, smooth wooden longbow strapped to their back, shortswords at their side.
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If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me!
*Now, can i join the death on the killing floor now
My Stat block is the Archmages, just, but some of the liches things, i believe*
*Could you link the exact statblock?*
*I don't think there is one, its a lich that has shapechanged into an Archmage*
*Gotcha. Should just be the archmage statblock entirely for now (ignoring what shapechange says because the spell is complicated with spellcasters) with the extended clause your shapechange ends when you drop to 0.*
*Okay! So, they can't die, or they die for good*
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Hello! Call me Gato or Mother (Cat in Spanish) My pronouns are They/them, but they can fluctuate. I am a teenage boy. I have ADHD, Depression, and anxiety. I'm also Genderfluid, Pansexual, and Aromantic, but this community means the world to me; you cannot change that about me ALL HAIL O_MERLIN_O. 4D8 ATTEMPT:[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]=[roll][roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll] I have adopted Golden andSalem they are my D&D child.
They hand the five gold coins over, first, then say, "Teir 4, I don't believe I have one yet, and Wynna Brie."
The leonin takes the coin and slips it into the cashier-looking machine in front of them. "Zone 1 has a greater density of enemies that are worth less points, and Zone 2 has less common, stronger enemies that are worth more points." They hand her a golden pin, no larger than their thumb. It seems to clip onto a shirt or other fabric.
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*Yes, you discussed it with me prior so definitely.*
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making a smoothie for meta
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*That works, but the doppelganger would need to be disguised the entire time and be a foreigner, they take citizenship very seriously.*
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making a smoothie for meta
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Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
*I'm good, a little tired but I think I did well on my test today.*
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making a smoothie for meta
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Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
“Your name?”
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me!
Extended Signature!
*What was the test for?*
Hello! Call me Gato or Mother (Cat in Spanish)
My pronouns are They/them, but they can fluctuate.
I am a teenage boy. I have ADHD, Depression, and anxiety. I'm also Genderfluid, Pansexual, and Aromantic,
but this community means the world to me; you cannot change that about me
ALL HAIL O_MERLIN_O. 4D8 ATTEMPT:[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]=[roll][roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
I have adopted Golden andSalem they are my D&D child.
The leonin checks their book, flipping through a few pages. "You don't seem to be registered. I need your tier, zone preference, first and last name, and your entry fee is five gold."
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
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Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
"Wynna"
Hello! Call me Gato or Mother (Cat in Spanish)
My pronouns are They/them, but they can fluctuate.
I am a teenage boy. I have ADHD, Depression, and anxiety. I'm also Genderfluid, Pansexual, and Aromantic,
but this community means the world to me; you cannot change that about me
ALL HAIL O_MERLIN_O. 4D8 ATTEMPT:[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]=[roll][roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
I have adopted Golden andSalem they are my D&D child.
*Could you link the exact statblock?*
— 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 student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
They hand the five gold coins over, first, then say, "Teir 4, I don't believe I have one yet, and Wynna Brie."
Hello! Call me Gato or Mother (Cat in Spanish)
My pronouns are They/them, but they can fluctuate.
I am a teenage boy. I have ADHD, Depression, and anxiety. I'm also Genderfluid, Pansexual, and Aromantic,
but this community means the world to me; you cannot change that about me
ALL HAIL O_MERLIN_O. 4D8 ATTEMPT:[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]=[roll][roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
I have adopted Golden andSalem they are my D&D child.
“I am Atlas.” They say, nodding.
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me!
Extended Signature!
*Calculus*
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
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Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
Atlas walks into the registration area, trying to sign up for the games.
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me!
Extended Signature!
*I don't think there is one, its a lich that has shapechanged into an Archmage*
Hello! Call me Gato or Mother (Cat in Spanish)
My pronouns are They/them, but they can fluctuate.
I am a teenage boy. I have ADHD, Depression, and anxiety. I'm also Genderfluid, Pansexual, and Aromantic,
but this community means the world to me; you cannot change that about me
ALL HAIL O_MERLIN_O. 4D8 ATTEMPT:[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]=[roll][roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
I have adopted Golden andSalem they are my D&D child.
*approved :)*
Blue and gold twisting banners line the streets, flower petals scattered along the cobbled streets leading up to the massive arena. It's structured similarly to a colosseum, stretching high into the sky in a partial dome-like structure, though not quite covering the top. The path itself runs over the grassy prairie, widening out near the tall gate built into the side of the arena, portcullis currently raised to accommodate the large portion of competitors making their way through. Celebratory music in the form of war drums and horns rings out from the tops of the stands, flags of Zaidan held high and hung on steel poles above the arena. The archways of the structure are gilded with silver and wrought iron decor, covering each of the four gates. A small checkpoint is set up at each, where fully armored, armed individuals bearing griffon signets are carefully stopping and inspecting each individual making their way through. The arena opens today, with each individual assigned a drop zone and given a certain amount of allotted time to gather as many points as possible. The closest gate guard looks to be some sort of leonin with white fur and hazel-toned eyes, wearing gleaming armor engraved with runes. Their warhammer is slung over their shoulder, as they beckon for the next entrant to come forward. "Your name, please."
— 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 student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
I do not want to. They set off towards the trion. Besides, if I win this, it would prove difficult for any of them to take me down. Even if weakened from the fight.
Before they breach around 100 feet to the trion, they stop, slowly halting to watch and wait for the result of their fight, as well as trying to analyze them as a fighter.
say hi meta
:3
i miss repelt :[
*Got it.*
Jinaxia is wandering around, taking in the sights. She appears to be a human... a rogue, judging by her cloak and dagger.
Life Advice: If someone annoys you, just cast Prestidigitation on them and soil their pants.
Goobertio is my hired goon (probably paid), and this is my extended signature: (^v^)
Also, I am a narcissist, used to be aromantic (maybe still am? I dunno...) and 100% a nerd. But, like, a really weird one. More weird than most.
*Gotcha. Should just be the archmage statblock entirely for now (ignoring what shapechange says because the spell is complicated with spellcasters) with the extended clause your shapechange ends when you drop to 0.*
— 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 student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
*Idk if Atlas has signed up yet, but he’ll be doing 1v1s and I forget the other options.*
“Atlas Rex.” A raspy voice says, coming from a cloaked figure with pale gray eyes that seem to glow. Their studded leather armor looks new, and they move silently, smooth wooden longbow strapped to their back, shortswords at their side.
If I’m being annoying, tell me to shut up. Seriously. Just say “Bananer shut up.” And I will. For a few seconds!
Don’t listen to the folks down at Adohands. It’s good for me to overwork myself.
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me!
Extended Signature!
*Okay! So, they can't die, or they die for good*
Hello! Call me Gato or Mother (Cat in Spanish)
My pronouns are They/them, but they can fluctuate.
I am a teenage boy. I have ADHD, Depression, and anxiety. I'm also Genderfluid, Pansexual, and Aromantic,
but this community means the world to me; you cannot change that about me
ALL HAIL O_MERLIN_O. 4D8 ATTEMPT:[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]+[roll]1d8[/roll]=[roll][roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
I have adopted Golden andSalem they are my D&D child.
The leonin takes the coin and slips it into the cashier-looking machine in front of them. "Zone 1 has a greater density of enemies that are worth less points, and Zone 2 has less common, stronger enemies that are worth more points." They hand her a golden pin, no larger than their thumb. It seems to clip onto a shirt or other fabric.
— 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 student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ