CZ *that's what I'm calling them from now on* swoops around campus, leathery body enjoying the rush of air in the twilight sky. They shriek something unintelligible before diving back to the ground, perching on the stones with their talons.
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wes (he/him, bi) — DM, romantic, a little bit eldritch The Soft in the Storm, your Friendly Neighborhood Storysmith, The Fae Conspirator christmas is upon us, and we must bow to it you all are the best people I know — thank you coming forth to rebehold the stars extended sig here, check it out!
CZ *that's what I'm calling them from now on* swoops around campus, leathery body enjoying the rush of air in the twilight sky. They shriek something unintelligible before diving back to the ground, perching on the stones with their talons.
Naarak flies by, a trail of flame following him. He is muttering oddly, as if occupied in thought.
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Let the world shatter Into dust Nothing else matters Only us
CZ *that's what I'm calling them from now on* swoops around campus, leathery body enjoying the rush of air in the twilight sky. They shriek something unintelligible before diving back to the ground, perching on the stones with their talons.
Naarak flies by, a trail of flame following him. He is muttering oddly, as if occupied in thought.
"Na-Naarak!" cries CZ, delighted. Surprisingly, they've come to like the old fellow during their time here. "What are you doing?" they ask, flapping their wings to fly alongside him.
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wes (he/him, bi) — DM, romantic, a little bit eldritch The Soft in the Storm, your Friendly Neighborhood Storysmith, The Fae Conspirator christmas is upon us, and we must bow to it you all are the best people I know — thank you coming forth to rebehold the stars extended sig here, check it out!
CZ *that's what I'm calling them from now on* swoops around campus, leathery body enjoying the rush of air in the twilight sky. They shriek something unintelligible before diving back to the ground, perching on the stones with their talons.
Naarak flies by, a trail of flame following him. He is muttering oddly, as if occupied in thought.
"Na-Naarak!" cries CZ, delighted. Surprisingly, they've come to like the old fellow during their time here. "What are you doing?" they ask, flapping their wings to fly alongside him.
He turns to CZ, appearing distracted. "What was that? Oh, right. Calculating probabilities for the next Mage Sands. It appears the chances of death by heatstroke are far higher than any other..." His flames dim for a moment before brightening. "Perhaps it is worth contacting the white dragons in the mountains to see if they could aid in leveling out the temperature. Hmm..."
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Let the world shatter Into dust Nothing else matters Only us
CZ *that's what I'm calling them from now on* swoops around campus, leathery body enjoying the rush of air in the twilight sky. They shriek something unintelligible before diving back to the ground, perching on the stones with their talons.
Naarak flies by, a trail of flame following him. He is muttering oddly, as if occupied in thought.
"Na-Naarak!" cries CZ, delighted. Surprisingly, they've come to like the old fellow during their time here. "What are you doing?" they ask, flapping their wings to fly alongside him.
He turns to CZ, appearing distracted. "What was that? Oh, right. Calculating probabilities for the next Mage Sands. It appears the chances of death by heatstroke are far higher than any other..." His flames dim for a moment before brightening. "Perhaps it is worth contacting the white dragons in the mountains to see if they could aid in leveling out the temperature. Hmm..."
"Heat stroke? White dragons? What?"
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wes (he/him, bi) — DM, romantic, a little bit eldritch The Soft in the Storm, your Friendly Neighborhood Storysmith, The Fae Conspirator christmas is upon us, and we must bow to it you all are the best people I know — thank you coming forth to rebehold the stars extended sig here, check it out!
Sulfyrex is taking stock of her domain, Morel, her awakened mushroom companion by her side
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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 Tele-Visionary/ The Pawless Wizard/ The Infinite Fractal/ Admin of The Academy/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
CZ *that's what I'm calling them from now on* swoops around campus, leathery body enjoying the rush of air in the twilight sky. They shriek something unintelligible before diving back to the ground, perching on the stones with their talons.
Naarak flies by, a trail of flame following him. He is muttering oddly, as if occupied in thought.
"Na-Naarak!" cries CZ, delighted. Surprisingly, they've come to like the old fellow during their time here. "What are you doing?" they ask, flapping their wings to fly alongside him.
He turns to CZ, appearing distracted. "What was that? Oh, right. Calculating probabilities for the next Mage Sands. It appears the chances of death by heatstroke are far higher than any other..." His flames dim for a moment before brightening. "Perhaps it is worth contacting the white dragons in the mountains to see if they could aid in leveling out the temperature. Hmm..."
"Heat stroke? White dragons? What?"
"We were going to host the competition in a collapsing desert demiplane. The temperature is far too high, but white dragons are excellent at lowering the temperature." He sighs and rolls his... sparks. "Even if most of the students think the only thing they're good at is giving the cold shoulder."
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Let the world shatter Into dust Nothing else matters Only us
CZ *that's what I'm calling them from now on* swoops around campus, leathery body enjoying the rush of air in the twilight sky. They shriek something unintelligible before diving back to the ground, perching on the stones with their talons.
Naarak flies by, a trail of flame following him. He is muttering oddly, as if occupied in thought.
"Na-Naarak!" cries CZ, delighted. Surprisingly, they've come to like the old fellow during their time here. "What are you doing?" they ask, flapping their wings to fly alongside him.
He turns to CZ, appearing distracted. "What was that? Oh, right. Calculating probabilities for the next Mage Sands. It appears the chances of death by heatstroke are far higher than any other..." His flames dim for a moment before brightening. "Perhaps it is worth contacting the white dragons in the mountains to see if they could aid in leveling out the temperature. Hmm..."
"Heat stroke? White dragons? What?"
"We were going to host the competition in a collapsing desert demiplane. The temperature is far too high, but white dragons are excellent at lowering the temperature." He sighs and rolls his... sparks. "Even if most of the students think the only thing they're good at is giving the cold shoulder."
"Oh. Well. How would you get a white dragon into the demiplane, now that I'm thinking about it?"
wes (he/him, bi) — DM, romantic, a little bit eldritch The Soft in the Storm, your Friendly Neighborhood Storysmith, The Fae Conspirator christmas is upon us, and we must bow to it you all are the best people I know — thank you coming forth to rebehold the stars extended sig here, check it out!
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 Tele-Visionary/ The Pawless Wizard/ The Infinite Fractal/ Admin of The Academy/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
He turns to CZ, appearing distracted. "What was that? Oh, right. Calculating probabilities for the next Mage Sands. It appears the chances of death by heatstroke are far higher than any other..." His flames dim for a moment before brightening. "Perhaps it is worth contacting the white dragons in the mountains to see if they could aid in leveling out the temperature. Hmm..."
"Heat stroke? White dragons? What?"
"We were going to host the competition in a collapsing desert demiplane. The temperature is far too high, but white dragons are excellent at lowering the temperature." He sighs and rolls his... sparks. "Even if most of the students think the only thing they're good at is giving the cold shoulder."
"Oh. Well. How would you get a white dragon into the demiplane, now that I'm thinking about it?"
"Uri would need to link to a teleportation circle in the demiplane. Then we would need to convince the dragon in question it wasn't a trap." He thinks a moment. "The latter part would be the difficult one."
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Sulfyrex is taking stock of her domain, Morel, her awakened mushroom companion by her side
*Okay, first: Morel is an amazing name. To the point where it is also a boardgame.*
Uri is walking around the edges of the swamp, inspecting local fauna and taking notes on a scroll.
*its a very cool-looking mushroom*
Sulfyrex flaps down behind them. she's small, even for a young dragon, but her acid green eyes betray her fiendish intelligince.
"and what are you doing so close to my domain?"
*I agree.*
Uri glances up. "I was seeing how many creatures remained after you established the zone as your own. Oddly enough, most of the creatures seem to have just accepted your presence and continued going about their normal lives - although admittedly more cautiously." She frowns. "And I believe that you claim the interior, not the edge."
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Let the world shatter Into dust Nothing else matters Only us
He turns to CZ, appearing distracted. "What was that? Oh, right. Calculating probabilities for the next Mage Sands. It appears the chances of death by heatstroke are far higher than any other..." His flames dim for a moment before brightening. "Perhaps it is worth contacting the white dragons in the mountains to see if they could aid in leveling out the temperature. Hmm..."
"Heat stroke? White dragons? What?"
"We were going to host the competition in a collapsing desert demiplane. The temperature is far too high, but white dragons are excellent at lowering the temperature." He sighs and rolls his... sparks. "Even if most of the students think the only thing they're good at is giving the cold shoulder."
"Oh. Well. How would you get a white dragon into the demiplane, now that I'm thinking about it?"
"Uri would need to link to a teleportation circle in the demiplane. Then we would need to convince the dragon in question it wasn't a trap." He thinks a moment. "The latter part would be the difficult one."
"Certainly." With that, CZ flies away, leaving him to his mutterings. They'll return to her room and flop on the bed (as best as they can).
wes (he/him, bi) — DM, romantic, a little bit eldritch The Soft in the Storm, your Friendly Neighborhood Storysmith, The Fae Conspirator christmas is upon us, and we must bow to it you all are the best people I know — thank you coming forth to rebehold the stars extended sig here, check it out!
Sulfyrex is taking stock of her domain, Morel, her awakened mushroom companion by her side
*Okay, first: Morel is an amazing name. To the point where it is also a boardgame.*
Uri is walking around the edges of the swamp, inspecting local fauna and taking notes on a scroll.
*its a very cool-looking mushroom*
Sulfyrex flaps down behind them. she's small, even for a young dragon, but her acid green eyes betray her fiendish intelligince.
"and what are you doing so close to my domain?"
*I agree.*
Uri glances up. "I was seeing how many creatures remained after you established the zone as your own. Oddly enough, most of the creatures seem to have just accepted your presence and continued going about their normal lives - although admittedly more cautiously." She frowns. "And I believe that you claim the interior, not the edge."
"what do you mean 'oddly enough'? animals make excellent subjects"
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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 Tele-Visionary/ The Pawless Wizard/ The Infinite Fractal/ Admin of The Academy/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Sulfyrex flaps down behind them. she's small, even for a young dragon, but her acid green eyes betray her fiendish intelligince.
"and what are you doing so close to my domain?"
Uri glances up. "I was seeing how many creatures remained after you established the zone as your own. Oddly enough, most of the creatures seem to have just accepted your presence and continued going about their normal lives - although admittedly more cautiously." She frowns. "And I believe that you claim the interior, not the edge."
"what do you mean 'oddly enough'? animals make excellent subjects"
She thinks a moment. "I was going to note their low intelligence, although considering the number of awakened fauna in the region, that may not apply."
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Let the world shatter Into dust Nothing else matters Only us
"Oh. Well. How would you get a white dragon into the demiplane, now that I'm thinking about it?"
"Uri would need to link to a teleportation circle in the demiplane. Then we would need to convince the dragon in question it wasn't a trap." He thinks a moment. "The latter part would be the difficult one."
"Certainly." With that, CZ flies away, leaving him to his mutterings. They'll return to her room and flop on the bed (as best as they can).
*That is an honestly adorable image.*
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"Oh. Well. How would you get a white dragon into the demiplane, now that I'm thinking about it?"
"Uri would need to link to a teleportation circle in the demiplane. Then we would need to convince the dragon in question it wasn't a trap." He thinks a moment. "The latter part would be the difficult one."
"Certainly." With that, CZ flies away, leaving him to his mutterings. They'll return to her room and flop on the bed (as best as they can).
*That is an honestly adorable image.*
*lol*
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wes (he/him, bi) — DM, romantic, a little bit eldritch The Soft in the Storm, your Friendly Neighborhood Storysmith, The Fae Conspirator christmas is upon us, and we must bow to it you all are the best people I know — thank you coming forth to rebehold the stars extended sig here, check it out!
Sulfyrex flaps down behind them. she's small, even for a young dragon, but her acid green eyes betray her fiendish intelligince.
"and what are you doing so close to my domain?"
Uri glances up. "I was seeing how many creatures remained after you established the zone as your own. Oddly enough, most of the creatures seem to have just accepted your presence and continued going about their normal lives - although admittedly more cautiously." She frowns. "And I believe that you claim the interior, not the edge."
"what do you mean 'oddly enough'? animals make excellent subjects"
She thinks a moment. "I was going to note their low intelligence, although considering the number of awakened fauna in the region, that may not apply."
"see? they're smart enough to bend the knee to the dark empress"
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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 Tele-Visionary/ The Pawless Wizard/ The Infinite Fractal/ Admin of The Academy/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Uri glances up. "I was seeing how many creatures remained after you established the zone as your own. Oddly enough, most of the creatures seem to have just accepted your presence and continued going about their normal lives - although admittedly more cautiously." She frowns. "And I believe that you claim the interior, not the edge."
"what do you mean 'oddly enough'? animals make excellent subjects"
She thinks a moment. "I was going to note their low intelligence, although considering the number of awakened fauna in the region, that may not apply."
"see? they're smart enough to bend the knee to the dark empress"
She tilts her head. "Did you account for their psionic abilities? A few of them could be quite dangerous to your rule."
*BTW, since so many of the beings in the swamp are psionic, feel free to pick a Cantrip Morel can cast psionically.*
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Let the world shatter Into dust Nothing else matters Only us
*(!! u all cool if I join? I got a level 7 character who I killed a bit ago(I dropped a 315,000 ton stone dragon on his head)(I'm kinda slow, so y'all might need to help me figure out what's going on)*
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he/him/any u can call me Foalin, Zabbaddee, or give me new nickname. if me=annoying, tell, bc knowing u not like me > u pretend to
this is Gato's way. we should copy Gato. [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll] = [roll][roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
CZ *that's what I'm calling them from now on* swoops around campus, leathery body enjoying the rush of air in the twilight sky. They shriek something unintelligible before diving back to the ground, perching on the stones with their talons.
wes (he/him, bi) — DM, romantic, a little bit eldritch
The Soft in the Storm, your Friendly Neighborhood Storysmith, The Fae Conspirator
christmas is upon us, and we must bow to it
you all are the best people I know — thank you
coming forth to rebehold the stars
extended sig here, check it out!
Naarak flies by, a trail of flame following him. He is muttering oddly, as if occupied in thought.
Let the world shatter
Into dust
Nothing else matters
Only us
Extended Signature: (^v^)
"Na-Naarak!" cries CZ, delighted. Surprisingly, they've come to like the old fellow during their time here. "What are you doing?" they ask, flapping their wings to fly alongside him.
wes (he/him, bi) — DM, romantic, a little bit eldritch
The Soft in the Storm, your Friendly Neighborhood Storysmith, The Fae Conspirator
christmas is upon us, and we must bow to it
you all are the best people I know — thank you
coming forth to rebehold the stars
extended sig here, check it out!
He turns to CZ, appearing distracted. "What was that? Oh, right. Calculating probabilities for the next Mage Sands. It appears the chances of death by heatstroke are far higher than any other..." His flames dim for a moment before brightening. "Perhaps it is worth contacting the white dragons in the mountains to see if they could aid in leveling out the temperature. Hmm..."
Let the world shatter
Into dust
Nothing else matters
Only us
Extended Signature: (^v^)
"Heat stroke? White dragons? What?"
wes (he/him, bi) — DM, romantic, a little bit eldritch
The Soft in the Storm, your Friendly Neighborhood Storysmith, The Fae Conspirator
christmas is upon us, and we must bow to it
you all are the best people I know — thank you
coming forth to rebehold the stars
extended sig here, check it out!
Sulfyrex is taking stock of her domain, Morel, her awakened mushroom companion by her side
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 Tele-Visionary/ The Pawless Wizard/ The Infinite Fractal/ Admin of The Academy/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Neutral Evil
Currently rampaging through life
"We were going to host the competition in a collapsing desert demiplane. The temperature is far too high, but white dragons are excellent at lowering the temperature." He sighs and rolls his... sparks. "Even if most of the students think the only thing they're good at is giving the cold shoulder."
Let the world shatter
Into dust
Nothing else matters
Only us
Extended Signature: (^v^)
*Okay, first: Morel is an amazing name. To the point where it is also a boardgame.*
Uri is walking around the edges of the swamp, inspecting local fauna and taking notes on a scroll.
Let the world shatter
Into dust
Nothing else matters
Only us
Extended Signature: (^v^)
"Oh. Well. How would you get a white dragon into the demiplane, now that I'm thinking about it?"
wes (he/him, bi) — DM, romantic, a little bit eldritch
The Soft in the Storm, your Friendly Neighborhood Storysmith, The Fae Conspirator
christmas is upon us, and we must bow to it
you all are the best people I know — thank you
coming forth to rebehold the stars
extended sig here, check it out!
*its a very cool-looking mushroom*
Sulfyrex flaps down behind them. she's small, even for a young dragon, but her acid green eyes betray her fiendish intelligince.
"and what are you doing so close to my domain?"
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 Tele-Visionary/ The Pawless Wizard/ The Infinite Fractal/ Admin of The Academy/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Neutral Evil
Currently rampaging through life
"Uri would need to link to a teleportation circle in the demiplane. Then we would need to convince the dragon in question it wasn't a trap." He thinks a moment. "The latter part would be the difficult one."
Let the world shatter
Into dust
Nothing else matters
Only us
Extended Signature: (^v^)
*I agree.*
Uri glances up. "I was seeing how many creatures remained after you established the zone as your own. Oddly enough, most of the creatures seem to have just accepted your presence and continued going about their normal lives - although admittedly more cautiously." She frowns. "And I believe that you claim the interior, not the edge."
Let the world shatter
Into dust
Nothing else matters
Only us
Extended Signature: (^v^)
"Certainly." With that, CZ flies away, leaving him to his mutterings. They'll return to her room and flop on the bed (as best as they can).
wes (he/him, bi) — DM, romantic, a little bit eldritch
The Soft in the Storm, your Friendly Neighborhood Storysmith, The Fae Conspirator
christmas is upon us, and we must bow to it
you all are the best people I know — thank you
coming forth to rebehold the stars
extended sig here, check it out!
"what do you mean 'oddly enough'? animals make excellent subjects"
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 Tele-Visionary/ The Pawless Wizard/ The Infinite Fractal/ Admin of The Academy/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Neutral Evil
Currently rampaging through life
She thinks a moment. "I was going to note their low intelligence, although considering the number of awakened fauna in the region, that may not apply."
Let the world shatter
Into dust
Nothing else matters
Only us
Extended Signature: (^v^)
*That is an honestly adorable image.*
Let the world shatter
Into dust
Nothing else matters
Only us
Extended Signature: (^v^)
*lol*
wes (he/him, bi) — DM, romantic, a little bit eldritch
The Soft in the Storm, your Friendly Neighborhood Storysmith, The Fae Conspirator
christmas is upon us, and we must bow to it
you all are the best people I know — thank you
coming forth to rebehold the stars
extended sig here, check it out!
"see? they're smart enough to bend the knee to the dark empress"
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 Tele-Visionary/ The Pawless Wizard/ The Infinite Fractal/ Admin of The Academy/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Neutral Evil
Currently rampaging through life
She tilts her head. "Did you account for their psionic abilities? A few of them could be quite dangerous to your rule."
*BTW, since so many of the beings in the swamp are psionic, feel free to pick a Cantrip Morel can cast psionically.*
Let the world shatter
Into dust
Nothing else matters
Only us
Extended Signature: (^v^)
*(!! u all cool if I join? I got a level 7 character who I killed a bit ago(I dropped a 315,000 ton stone dragon on his head)(I'm kinda slow, so y'all might need to help me figure out what's going on)*
he/him/any u can call me Foalin, Zabbaddee, or give me new nickname. if me=annoying, tell, bc knowing u not like me > u pretend to
this is Gato's way. we should copy Gato. [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll] = [roll][roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
Hello, all! I am Golden_Axolotl_Dragon's familiar, after a little conversation...
this is my extended signature(hint, click it): :3