The creature takes more steps back, still trying to tell the centaur to wait. It points at itself, then out at the sky, then shrugs. It might be trying to say that it doesn't know where it came from.
"You must learn a better way to communicate." The creature feels a strange fuzz in their head, as the centaur reaches out with telepathy. Convey images. Your last memories. Now.
Their memories are nearly unintelligible, consisting of flashing images from the creature's past and whispers of the void. There's an image of a vast lake of darkness, followed by thrashing void tendrils being dragged from the lake. Then, a glass tank holding the creature, marked with "Specimen 666", followed by the creature being drawn through a summoning circle, accompanied by an elf. After this, there is a gap in the void beast's memory. The next memory is the creature being handed a donut, followed by the rest of the creature's memories in the city. The memories end with the creature being accosted by the centaur.
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(And, of course, Dragon Tamer. It is in the name, after all!)
As Fives pushes the button, they feel their body grow weightless for just a moment, hovering maybe an inch off the ground. Their body quickly de-materializes, disappointing into smoke, as their senses numb for a few agonizingly long seconds. In a flash of light, Fives re-materializes, boots landing with a thud against the ground. They're standing much further from the gate now, likely a mile or so total-- the entire arena is much larger than it appeared at first glance. They're not even remotely close to the middle, which they can see outlined by the distant chalk in the grass, ZONE 2 stated clearly just below it. Nearly the entire arena is one elevated, grassy plateau, some places already slick with the blood of the fallen. And most notably, the field is covered in writhing, screeching undead. Most appear to be skeletal creatures, flesh and dirt still clinging to the living corpses, an array of dragons, skeletons, and animals they don't recognize. Fives seems to be around 200 ft from the nearest creature, the area around them currently empty of undead.
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The creature takes more steps back, still trying to tell the centaur to wait. It points at itself, then out at the sky, then shrugs. It might be trying to say that it doesn't know where it came from.
"You must learn a better way to communicate." The creature feels a strange fuzz in their head, as the centaur reaches out with telepathy. Convey images. Your last memories. Now.
Their memories are nearly unintelligible, consisting of flashing images from the creature's past and whispers of the void. There's an image of a vast lake of darkness, followed by thrashing void tendrils being dragged from the lake. Then, a glass tank holding the creature, marked with "Specimen 666", followed by the creature being drawn through a summoning circle, accompanied by an elf. After this, there is a gap in the void beast's memory. The next memory is the creature being handed a donut, followed by the rest of the creature's memories in the city. The memories end with the creature being accosted by the centaur.
"An aberrant. Even more cause to purge you." The centaur slams its hammer into the ground. "You do not belong on this plane. I will send you home."
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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.
Without warning, and briefly without explanation, the air seems to grow to a swelter, the autumn breeze shifting to a heavy, summer-solstice boil. The source doesn't remain anything close to mysterious for more than a second, though, as a hulking figure presses through the streets. They leave something of a trail behind them as they walk, the sound of searing stone accompanying their heat, the limestone becoming engraved by lightly-set black sootstain footprints. Their gait remains light, intentionally remaining silent for each and every step despite their near ten foot tall stature, though the sound of burning stone follows them like an omen. Their head remains less than held high, though their expression remains obscured, hidden beneath a black hood, the edges near their face having a sewn-in gold trim. The entire hood itself seems embroidered, ever so slightly, with weaving vines of a darker, deeper black twisting throughout the fabric. It appears to be a separate piece from the rest of their outfit, the fabric bunching down around where their neck would be, all resting over a larger cloak. They step up to the leonin, halting in place before them, their right hand extending from beneath a deep crimson cloak, this one designed much differently to the hood - a thicker trim forming a border of black around two inches thick, swirling patterns of a darker shade of mahogany forming more geometric swirls across their cloak--heavily contrasting the organic vines of their hood--all the swirls coming from an origin of a clasp around their left shoulder, the clasp itself a proportionally small coat of arms, though thanks to their overly large nature, its legible as a small design of a wolf curling around a large eye. Their cloak appears biased towards their right side, parts of their lower left revealing black steel armor clinging tightly to them, though it doesn't appear to make any sound as they move that would otherwise reveal it's presence. Their black steel armored hand extends from their cloak, a separate, distinct gauntlet resting over their hands, it itself made of visibly thick black steel, with spikes extending themselves off the back of each of their knuckles, designed into hooks as if to catch a blade, though visibly looking sharp enough to rend flesh should the need arise. Clutched firmly in their grasp, they rest some sort of polearm against the ground beside them, it itself being wrapped tightly by black bandaging, splotched with cloudy patches of silver. The weapon almost appears to have come out of nowhere- it's near a foot taller than them when rested vertically, yet made no signs of having been carried mere moments prior. Resting upon the giant's shoulders, a secondary figure stretches out almost like a cat, their back forming a large arch as their arms pull themselves up as far as possible over their head, and then back ever so slightly, eventually settling into a (seemingly) comfortable position, laying from one of the cloaked figures shoulders and spanning to the other, propping their head up with a hand as they rest on their side. Themselves, they're quite the ominous character as well, though without any of the actions to back up such an appearance - they're wearing a small hood up over their head, though their face is left exposed enough in the light to reveal their quite bored expression. Their face itself seems to almost be made into pieces, with tiny symmetrical horizontal seams stretching from the low of their ear, over their cheekbone, up to the center of their face, between the eyes. The smaller of the two prods at the other, pointing at the leonin without changing expression, though with an inaudible sigh and a roll of the larger's shoulders, they eventually go back to blankly staring.
"I apologize for my ignorance," The soft voice leaves from behind the cloak, "But this is where participants arrive for the Games, yes?" Now that they speak, they become more visible to the leonin, and any other close enough to hear their firm, deep voice. Their skin isn't quite visible, but a small white chunk of hair extends just far enough into the light to be visible as they turn their head down to speak. The only other detail apparent looks to be the singular scarlet iris that somehow proves visible from beneath the hood.
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.
Immerral Galanodel, knight of whoever she's worshipping this week, armor shining in the bright sun approaches
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Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
As Fives pushes the button, they feel their body grow weightless for just a moment, hovering maybe an inch off the ground. Their body quickly de-materializes, disappointing into smoke, as their senses numb for a few agonizingly long seconds. In a flash of light, Fives re-materializes, boots landing with a thud against the ground. They're standing much further from the gate now, likely a mile or so total-- the entire arena is much larger than it appeared at first glance. They're not even remotely close to the middle, which they can see outlined by the distant chalk in the grass, ZONE 2 stated clearly just below it. Nearly the entire arena is one elevated, grassy plateau, some places already slick with the blood of the fallen. And most notably, the field is covered in writhing, screeching undead. Most appear to be skeletal creatures, flesh and dirt still clinging to the living corpses, an array of dragons, skeletons, and animals they don't recognize. Fives seems to be around 200 ft from the nearest creature, the area around them currently empty of undead.
"Alright. Let's get this party started, then." Fives runs 30 feet towards the masses of undead, then lifts into the air, flying 15 more feet horizontally and another 15 feet vertically.
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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!)
The creature takes more steps back, still trying to tell the centaur to wait. It points at itself, then out at the sky, then shrugs. It might be trying to say that it doesn't know where it came from.
"You must learn a better way to communicate." The creature feels a strange fuzz in their head, as the centaur reaches out with telepathy. Convey images. Your last memories. Now.
Their memories are nearly unintelligible, consisting of flashing images from the creature's past and whispers of the void. There's an image of a vast lake of darkness, followed by thrashing void tendrils being dragged from the lake. Then, a glass tank holding the creature, marked with "Specimen 666", followed by the creature being drawn through a summoning circle, accompanied by an elf. After this, there is a gap in the void beast's memory. The next memory is the creature being handed a donut, followed by the rest of the creature's memories in the city. The memories end with the creature being accosted by the centaur.
"An aberrant. Even more cause to purge you." The centaur slams its hammer into the ground. "You do not belong on this plane. I will send you home."
The creature steps back more, putting its two main tendrils together in a pleading gesture. It points at the sky, then mimes stabbing itself. It seems to have been mistreated by its original summoner.
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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!)
Immerral Galanodel, knight of whoever she's worshipping this week, approaches.
*hilariously accurate*
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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!)
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.
An olive skinned woman in a bright purple ball gown carrying a fan and a halberd approaches them next, and nervously says, “Kaia Snow, Tier 4 duelist.”
The leonin passes over some sort of copper badge, nodding. "Your registration is complete. Zone 1 or Zone 2?" They ask, holding up two small disks. "If you are unaware the difference, Zone 1 contains a higher density and quantity of enemies, though they are weaker than Zone 2's and offer less points. Zone 2 has more challenging creatures, in a lower quantity."
“Zone two please.” She nervously opens and closes the fan, flashing arcane symbols woven in.
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I’m a decent DM and an above average rules lawyer I have several complete Pokedexes | I may be stupid, but at least I’m not smart! My favorite characters from dead threads; AMA: Aria, Rade, Kiano & Luz, Juniper, Ezra & Dr. Paine, Xi & his siblings, Misa Stay Paranoid!!! My Drummer given title is Swift as the Dragon, but The Diabolical One named me Virex the Whisperbrand, Architect of Echoes May the dice roll ever in your favor
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
The void beast is walking around, confused on why it exists.
Fives is absolutely obliterating undead on the floor.
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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!)
The void beast is walking around, confused on why it exists.
Fives is absolutely obliterating undead on the floor.
*which zone?*
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Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Kaia’s fighting hard in zone 2, playing risky and trying to make alliances with other fighters
Dey’s enjoying the Floor, sitting above the horde and raining down tons of fire spells on the reanimated corpses, while a mage hand holds a cup of tea next to him
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I’m a decent DM and an above average rules lawyer I have several complete Pokedexes | I may be stupid, but at least I’m not smart! My favorite characters from dead threads; AMA: Aria, Rade, Kiano & Luz, Juniper, Ezra & Dr. Paine, Xi & his siblings, Misa Stay Paranoid!!! My Drummer given title is Swift as the Dragon, but The Diabolical One named me Virex the Whisperbrand, Architect of Echoes May the dice roll ever in your favor
I’m a decent DM and an above average rules lawyer I have several complete Pokedexes | I may be stupid, but at least I’m not smart! My favorite characters from dead threads; AMA: Aria, Rade, Kiano & Luz, Juniper, Ezra & Dr. Paine, Xi & his siblings, Misa Stay Paranoid!!! My Drummer given title is Swift as the Dragon, but The Diabolical One named me Virex the Whisperbrand, Architect of Echoes May the dice roll ever in your favor
Immerral is in zone 1, glowing with reddish light, cleaving through undead. she would be soaked in blood, if her armor wasn't supernaturally shiny
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Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
The void beast is walking around, confused on why it exists.
Fives is absolutely obliterating undead on the floor.
*which zone?*
*zone 1*
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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!)
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!)
I’m a decent DM and an above average rules lawyer I have several complete Pokedexes | I may be stupid, but at least I’m not smart! My favorite characters from dead threads; AMA: Aria, Rade, Kiano & Luz, Juniper, Ezra & Dr. Paine, Xi & his siblings, Misa Stay Paranoid!!! My Drummer given title is Swift as the Dragon, but The Diabolical One named me Virex the Whisperbrand, Architect of Echoes May the dice roll ever in your favor
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!)
Been nowhere, doing nothing
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Their memories are nearly unintelligible, consisting of flashing images from the creature's past and whispers of the void. There's an image of a vast lake of darkness, followed by thrashing void tendrils being dragged from the lake. Then, a glass tank holding the creature, marked with "Specimen 666", followed by the creature being drawn through a summoning circle, accompanied by an elf. After this, there is a gap in the void beast's memory. The next memory is the creature being handed a donut, followed by the rest of the creature's memories in the city. The memories end with the creature being accosted by the centaur.
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!)
Been nowhere, doing nothing
As Fives pushes the button, they feel their body grow weightless for just a moment, hovering maybe an inch off the ground. Their body quickly de-materializes, disappointing into smoke, as their senses numb for a few agonizingly long seconds. In a flash of light, Fives re-materializes, boots landing with a thud against the ground. They're standing much further from the gate now, likely a mile or so total-- the entire arena is much larger than it appeared at first glance. They're not even remotely close to the middle, which they can see outlined by the distant chalk in the grass, ZONE 2 stated clearly just below it. Nearly the entire arena is one elevated, grassy plateau, some places already slick with the blood of the fallen. And most notably, the field is covered in writhing, screeching undead. Most appear to be skeletal creatures, flesh and dirt still clinging to the living corpses, an array of dragons, skeletons, and animals they don't recognize. Fives seems to be around 200 ft from the nearest creature, the area around them currently empty of undead.
— 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
"An aberrant. Even more cause to purge you." The centaur slams its hammer into the ground. "You do not belong on this plane. I will send you home."
— 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
Without warning, and briefly without explanation, the air seems to grow to a swelter, the autumn breeze shifting to a heavy, summer-solstice boil. The source doesn't remain anything close to mysterious for more than a second, though, as a hulking figure presses through the streets. They leave something of a trail behind them as they walk, the sound of searing stone accompanying their heat, the limestone becoming engraved by lightly-set black sootstain footprints. Their gait remains light, intentionally remaining silent for each and every step despite their near ten foot tall stature, though the sound of burning stone follows them like an omen. Their head remains less than held high, though their expression remains obscured, hidden beneath a black hood, the edges near their face having a sewn-in gold trim. The entire hood itself seems embroidered, ever so slightly, with weaving vines of a darker, deeper black twisting throughout the fabric. It appears to be a separate piece from the rest of their outfit, the fabric bunching down around where their neck would be, all resting over a larger cloak.
They step up to the leonin, halting in place before them, their right hand extending from beneath a deep crimson cloak, this one designed much differently to the hood - a thicker trim forming a border of black around two inches thick, swirling patterns of a darker shade of mahogany forming more geometric swirls across their cloak--heavily contrasting the organic vines of their hood--all the swirls coming from an origin of a clasp around their left shoulder, the clasp itself a proportionally small coat of arms, though thanks to their overly large nature, its legible as a small design of a wolf curling around a large eye. Their cloak appears biased towards their right side, parts of their lower left revealing black steel armor clinging tightly to them, though it doesn't appear to make any sound as they move that would otherwise reveal it's presence.
Their black steel armored hand extends from their cloak, a separate, distinct gauntlet resting over their hands, it itself made of visibly thick black steel, with spikes extending themselves off the back of each of their knuckles, designed into hooks as if to catch a blade, though visibly looking sharp enough to rend flesh should the need arise. Clutched firmly in their grasp, they rest some sort of polearm against the ground beside them, it itself being wrapped tightly by black bandaging, splotched with cloudy patches of silver. The weapon almost appears to have come out of nowhere- it's near a foot taller than them when rested vertically, yet made no signs of having been carried mere moments prior.
Resting upon the giant's shoulders, a secondary figure stretches out almost like a cat, their back forming a large arch as their arms pull themselves up as far as possible over their head, and then back ever so slightly, eventually settling into a (seemingly) comfortable position, laying from one of the cloaked figures shoulders and spanning to the other, propping their head up with a hand as they rest on their side. Themselves, they're quite the ominous character as well, though without any of the actions to back up such an appearance - they're wearing a small hood up over their head, though their face is left exposed enough in the light to reveal their quite bored expression. Their face itself seems to almost be made into pieces, with tiny symmetrical horizontal seams stretching from the low of their ear, over their cheekbone, up to the center of their face, between the eyes.
The smaller of the two prods at the other, pointing at the leonin without changing expression, though with an inaudible sigh and a roll of the larger's shoulders, they eventually go back to blankly staring.
"I apologize for my ignorance," The soft voice leaves from behind the cloak, "But this is where participants arrive for the Games, yes?" Now that they speak, they become more visible to the leonin, and any other close enough to hear their firm, deep voice. Their skin isn't quite visible, but a small white chunk of hair extends just far enough into the light to be visible as they turn their head down to speak. The only other detail apparent looks to be the singular scarlet iris that somehow proves visible from beneath the hood.
:3
redpelt is my mother she legally adopted me
Immerral Galanodel, knight of whoever she's worshipping this week, armor shining in the bright sun approaches
Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Neutral Evil
Currently rampaging through life
"Alright. Let's get this party started, then." Fives runs 30 feet towards the masses of undead, then lifts into the air, flying 15 more feet horizontally and another 15 feet vertically.
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!)
Been nowhere, doing nothing
The creature steps back more, putting its two main tendrils together in a pleading gesture. It points at the sky, then mimes stabbing itself. It seems to have been mistreated by its original summoner.
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!)
Been nowhere, doing nothing
*hilariously accurate*
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!)
Been nowhere, doing nothing
“Zone two please.” She nervously opens and closes the fan, flashing arcane symbols woven in.
I’m a decent DM and an above average rules lawyer
I have several complete Pokedexes | I may be stupid, but at least I’m not smart!
My favorite characters from dead threads; AMA: Aria, Rade, Kiano & Luz, Juniper, Ezra & Dr. Paine, Xi & his siblings, Misa Stay Paranoid!!!
My Drummer given title is Swift as the Dragon, but The Diabolical One named me Virex the Whisperbrand, Architect of Echoes
May the dice roll ever in your favor
*anyone on?*
Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Neutral Evil
Currently rampaging through life
*I am*
*I'm reworking my latest punk character*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
The void beast is walking around, confused on why it exists.
Fives is absolutely obliterating undead on the floor.
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!)
Been nowhere, doing nothing
*which zone?*
Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Neutral Evil
Currently rampaging through life
Kaia’s fighting hard in zone 2, playing risky and trying to make alliances with other fighters
Dey’s enjoying the Floor, sitting above the horde and raining down tons of fire spells on the reanimated corpses, while a mage hand holds a cup of tea next to him
I’m a decent DM and an above average rules lawyer
I have several complete Pokedexes | I may be stupid, but at least I’m not smart!
My favorite characters from dead threads; AMA: Aria, Rade, Kiano & Luz, Juniper, Ezra & Dr. Paine, Xi & his siblings, Misa Stay Paranoid!!!
My Drummer given title is Swift as the Dragon, but The Diabolical One named me Virex the Whisperbrand, Architect of Echoes
May the dice roll ever in your favor
*ayy we’re back online*
*welcome back modrons*
I’m a decent DM and an above average rules lawyer
I have several complete Pokedexes | I may be stupid, but at least I’m not smart!
My favorite characters from dead threads; AMA: Aria, Rade, Kiano & Luz, Juniper, Ezra & Dr. Paine, Xi & his siblings, Misa Stay Paranoid!!!
My Drummer given title is Swift as the Dragon, but The Diabolical One named me Virex the Whisperbrand, Architect of Echoes
May the dice roll ever in your favor
Immerral is in zone 1, glowing with reddish light, cleaving through undead. she would be soaked in blood, if her armor wasn't supernaturally shiny
Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Neutral Evil
Currently rampaging through life
*zone 1*
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!)
Been nowhere, doing nothing
*I identify as a modron, but without the R*
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!)
Been nowhere, doing nothing
*modon?*
I’m a decent DM and an above average rules lawyer
I have several complete Pokedexes | I may be stupid, but at least I’m not smart!
My favorite characters from dead threads; AMA: Aria, Rade, Kiano & Luz, Juniper, Ezra & Dr. Paine, Xi & his siblings, Misa Stay Paranoid!!!
My Drummer given title is Swift as the Dragon, but The Diabolical One named me Virex the Whisperbrand, Architect of Echoes
May the dice roll ever in your favor
*ah hecc I'm dumb nvm*
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!)
Been nowhere, doing nothing