Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Ayami is in the garden, repeatedly growing and killing a flower with magic.
Faeyries walks over. They're grinning, examining the gardens, occasionally poking a neat looking plant with an oar. They're a blue dragonborn, wearing a set of chain mail with designs of waves crossing the metal.
Ayami pays this no attention, her crimson eye’s focus honed on the flower.
*OH GOD I THINK I FIXED IT IT'S FINE AAAAAAAAHHHH*
Faeyries crouches down, looking at the flower as well.
*SORRY MY BROWSER BUGGED OUT*
”…who are you, exactly?”
"The name's Faeyries. Faeyries Niltacidel." They offer out a hand, expecting a handshake.
Ayami doesn’t notice. “Ayami. House?”
"Mannth. Where're you?" The hand remains outstretched.
Ayami notices and looks away. “House of snotty magic kids, known as Mandibles or something.”
"Ah. That sucks for you. Oh! Right! I'm here for a reason!"
They stand up taller, and put on a more showmanshipy voice.
"HAve you heard of our Lord and Savior Jack Sparrow?"
“…excuse me?”
"Ah. I see. What about Davy Jones, King of the Dead?"
“…?”
"Darn. How about Edward Teach? You gotta know about him!"
“…who?”
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Ello friendo! I’m Aspen/ celeste, but people also call me asp, aspy, cele, and murder child!
I only murder people occasionally!
Sorlock fanatic & Arboreal Masterpiece
Any pronouns
Best friendos: Bananer, gato, and a buncha other people!
Colin Genin, a goliath with spiky red hair, wearing a large set of plate mail armor and holding a shield is sitting on a bench, going through his bag.
Someone sits down next to Colin. It’s an armored young person with bright amber eyes, hair tied into a long black braid, and deep honey colored skin. They smile. “Is it your first day too?”
"Yep. I have a bit of experience adventuring, but this is a whole different story."
“Me too. Never been to school before. I think they’re getting me a tutor?”
"A tutor? what for?"
“Cause I didn’t go to school.” They grin nervously. “Gotta learn the stuff like basic maths and writing.”
"Jeez, all of it?" He seems quite concerned for her.
“Yeah… How about you, did you go to school?”
"Yeah... I went to a wizarding school for a few good years." He looks slightly melancholy.
“Oh! You don’t… look like a wizard. You look like a knight.”
"Well, I wasn't so good at the actual spellcasting. I learned a little bit, and then I turned to magic items and such. I lasted about a year before someone realized I had a ring of spell storing that I used to pass tests. Got expelled for it."
They chuckle. “That’s rather amusing. What did you do afterwards?”
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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 use He/They pronouns :3
Ayami is in the garden, repeatedly growing and killing a flower with magic.
Faeyries walks over. They're grinning, examining the gardens, occasionally poking a neat looking plant with an oar. They're a blue dragonborn, wearing a set of chain mail with designs of waves crossing the metal.
Ayami pays this no attention, her crimson eye’s focus honed on the flower.
*OH GOD I THINK I FIXED IT IT'S FINE AAAAAAAAHHHH*
Faeyries crouches down, looking at the flower as well.
*SORRY MY BROWSER BUGGED OUT*
”…who are you, exactly?”
"The name's Faeyries. Faeyries Niltacidel." They offer out a hand, expecting a handshake.
Ayami doesn’t notice. “Ayami. House?”
"Mannth. Where're you?" The hand remains outstretched.
Ayami notices and looks away. “House of snotty magic kids, known as Mandibles or something.”
"Ah. That sucks for you. Oh! Right! I'm here for a reason!"
They stand up taller, and put on a more showmanshipy voice.
"HAve you heard of our Lord and Savior Jack Sparrow?"
“…excuse me?”
"Ah. I see. What about Davy Jones, King of the Dead?"
“…?”
"Darn. How about Edward Teach? You gotta know about him!"
“…who?”
"Really? I guess it's a good thing I was sent here to spread the word of Jack Sparrow!"
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Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
A groggy looking individual staggers out of the front doors of the Aangria tower, rubbing their head and groaning. Their head nearly smacks against the doorway, easily reaching around 7 ft total in height, dressed in an incredibly strange manner-- shoeless for one, with worn bandage wraps around the joints, shorts reaching down to the knees with a tanned leather harness holding it tightly in place, straps clasped together with brass. Their top is cropped just enough to allow airflow through the long sleeved, buttoned garment, harness fitted underneath and collar smoothed out despite their disheveled appearance. Their exposed skin has a coppery sheen, suntanned to the point of reaching a gentle brown and covered in darker speckled freckles, long stretches of sienna henna-styled tattoos curling up their legs in patterns of sharpened teeth overlayed on a background of swirling clouds. The human-not-human's face is hazy and difficult to commit to memory, with curly coffee-colored hair messily braided at several different lengths, still not catching all of it, bandana wrapped around their neck and wide brimmed leather hat on their head. The person is most certainly on the muscular side, likely something to do with the massive metal gun-lance looking weapon slung over their back, wrapped in reddish cloth. "Aw.. [gp] me.. where the hell.. it's damn cold out." They wince, rubbing their head and frowning.
*CYNOOOO!!!!*
A young woman, probably around the age of seventeen or so, is walking across the campus, and nods towards them. She's wearing pristine white robes with a golden trim, and is toting a similarly decorated staff. She seems somewhat nervous.
*GONNNNNZZZZ*
"Good evening, nervous priest! Hallow be thy name, as they say in church!" They take on a contemplative expression. "Might not be fully spot on, on that one. Never been to church myself. Heard they pass around those baskets of money though, it's almost worth the stab or two from a righteous deacon with a bit of divine magic up the sleeve." They smile widely again, gesturing to the hall. "You're not planning on stabbing me or giving me the silent treatment right? Ha! Maybe I am still in Rathos. But just in case, do you have any idea where we might be currently, ma'am?"
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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
*she looks about 16, with gleaming red eyes and straight black hair. She wears a pretty standard school uniform.*
”I suppose.” She draws her scissor blade anyways.
"Now, let's not get too aggressive, yea?" They smile a little wider. "Thought we were getting off on a good foot there. You gonna shank me with the toothpick, princess?"
“Might if y’dont get to the point.” *Ayami is…aggressive at first*
"You're carrying about one eight of the point in your hand, ma'am." They laugh a bit at their own joke, arms folded. "I just wanted to know where I am. If you're gonna rob me mate, I'd rather not stall. I'm itching for a little bit of spilled blood, and I've been needing a damn good stretch."
“Sir, respectfully, I’m gonna (GP)ing kill you if you call me ‘princess’ one more time. Not gonna rob you, and I suppose I could answer your questions.”
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Ello friendo! I’m Aspen/ celeste, but people also call me asp, aspy, cele, and murder child!
I only murder people occasionally!
Sorlock fanatic & Arboreal Masterpiece
Any pronouns
Best friendos: Bananer, gato, and a buncha other people!
Colin Genin, a goliath with spiky red hair, wearing a large set of plate mail armor and holding a shield is sitting on a bench, going through his bag.
Someone sits down next to Colin. It’s an armored young person with bright amber eyes, hair tied into a long black braid, and deep honey colored skin. They smile. “Is it your first day too?”
"Yep. I have a bit of experience adventuring, but this is a whole different story."
“Me too. Never been to school before. I think they’re getting me a tutor?”
"A tutor? what for?"
“Cause I didn’t go to school.” They grin nervously. “Gotta learn the stuff like basic maths and writing.”
"Jeez, all of it?" He seems quite concerned for her.
“Yeah… How about you, did you go to school?”
"Yeah... I went to a wizarding school for a few good years." He looks slightly melancholy.
“Oh! You don’t… look like a wizard. You look like a knight.”
"Well, I wasn't so good at the actual spellcasting. I learned a little bit, and then I turned to magic items and such. I lasted about a year before someone realized I had a ring of spell storing that I used to pass tests. Got expelled for it."
They chuckle. “That’s rather amusing. What did you do afterwards?”
"Well, I wandered around a bit, eventually found a large city, and got work as a smith. My small bit of magic helps me in the forge."
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I'm just your everyday dungeon master. Ignore that jar full of souls. And those bones in the corner are just props, don't worry. I'm definitely NOT a lich. Definitely.
Yes, I like beholders. Yes, I curated an exquisite personality for commoner #2864. Yes, my catchphrase is "are you sure?"
Ayami is in the garden, repeatedly growing and killing a flower with magic.
Faeyries walks over. They're grinning, examining the gardens, occasionally poking a neat looking plant with an oar. They're a blue dragonborn, wearing a set of chain mail with designs of waves crossing the metal.
Ayami pays this no attention, her crimson eye’s focus honed on the flower.
*OH GOD I THINK I FIXED IT IT'S FINE AAAAAAAAHHHH*
Faeyries crouches down, looking at the flower as well.
*SORRY MY BROWSER BUGGED OUT*
”…who are you, exactly?”
"The name's Faeyries. Faeyries Niltacidel." They offer out a hand, expecting a handshake.
Ayami doesn’t notice. “Ayami. House?”
"Mannth. Where're you?" The hand remains outstretched.
Ayami notices and looks away. “House of snotty magic kids, known as Mandibles or something.”
"Ah. That sucks for you. Oh! Right! I'm here for a reason!"
They stand up taller, and put on a more showmanshipy voice.
"HAve you heard of our Lord and Savior Jack Sparrow?"
“…excuse me?”
"Ah. I see. What about Davy Jones, King of the Dead?"
“…?”
"Darn. How about Edward Teach? You gotta know about him!"
“…who?”
"Really? I guess it's a good thing I was sent here to spread the word of Jack Sparrow!"
“Yeah…I guess.’
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Ello friendo! I’m Aspen/ celeste, but people also call me asp, aspy, cele, and murder child!
I only murder people occasionally!
Sorlock fanatic & Arboreal Masterpiece
Any pronouns
Best friendos: Bananer, gato, and a buncha other people!
A groggy looking individual staggers out of the front doors of the Aangria tower, rubbing their head and groaning. Their head nearly smacks against the doorway, easily reaching around 7 ft total in height, dressed in an incredibly strange manner-- shoeless for one, with worn bandage wraps around the joints, shorts reaching down to the knees with a tanned leather harness holding it tightly in place, straps clasped together with brass. Their top is cropped just enough to allow airflow through the long sleeved, buttoned garment, harness fitted underneath and collar smoothed out despite their disheveled appearance. Their exposed skin has a coppery sheen, suntanned to the point of reaching a gentle brown and covered in darker speckled freckles, long stretches of sienna henna-styled tattoos curling up their legs in patterns of sharpened teeth overlayed on a background of swirling clouds. The human-not-human's face is hazy and difficult to commit to memory, with curly coffee-colored hair messily braided at several different lengths, still not catching all of it, bandana wrapped around their neck and wide brimmed leather hat on their head. The person is most certainly on the muscular side, likely something to do with the massive metal gun-lance looking weapon slung over their back, wrapped in reddish cloth. "Aw.. [gp] me.. where the hell.. it's damn cold out." They wince, rubbing their head and frowning.
*CYNOOOO!!!!*
A young woman, probably around the age of seventeen or so, is walking across the campus, and nods towards them. She's wearing pristine white robes with a golden trim, and is toting a similarly decorated staff. She seems somewhat nervous.
*GONNNNNZZZZ*
"Good evening, nervous priest! Hallow be thy name, as they say in church!" They take on a contemplative expression. "Might not be fully spot on, on that one. Never been to church myself. Heard they pass around those baskets of money though, it's almost worth the stab or two from a righteous deacon with a bit of divine magic up the sleeve." They smile widely again, gesturing to the hall. "You're not planning on stabbing me or giving me the silent treatment right? Ha! Maybe I am still in Rathos. But just in case, do you have any idea where we might be currently, ma'am?"
*How're ya?*
"Ah- What? Oh- no, I'm not a priest- I'm a Professor here- uh- I don't think I'll have to stab you- Oh! You're new! Well, let me congratulate you on enrolling into The Academy! I'm Dr. Adryeni! I'm also new! This is my first year teaching! I hope I don't kill anyone! ... Heh..."
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Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
*it’s probably the one dnd lore thing i know the best. Until pelt takes that away from me too…*
”You looked at a piece of paper, saw a name, chose it and got magical powers?”
*I think Eladrin are Elves…*
“I also did like... Reaching out and stuff. With my soul. Did some rituals, learned about my patron, that type.”
“That’s cool. Did you know some paladins follow patrons who give them commands, instead of oaths? Maybe I should look into that..”
“How does that work? I’ve never heard of that.”
“They connect to a god, or pantheon, and they get commandments to follow. They swear an oath to that god(s) and go on their way.”
“Oh. That seems cool. If I were a paladin, I’d probably do that.”
“I’ll have to do a dungeon if I want to do anything…”
“I did one last year. It was really hard… I hear there’s a new Trial dungeon and Fenrir is always open.”
“I don’t want to try any alone. Not unless I’ve sworn more oaths.”
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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
Colin Genin, a goliath with spiky red hair, wearing a large set of plate mail armor and holding a shield is sitting on a bench, going through his bag.
Someone sits down next to Colin. It’s an armored young person with bright amber eyes, hair tied into a long black braid, and deep honey colored skin. They smile. “Is it your first day too?”
"Yep. I have a bit of experience adventuring, but this is a whole different story."
“Me too. Never been to school before. I think they’re getting me a tutor?”
"A tutor? what for?"
“Cause I didn’t go to school.” They grin nervously. “Gotta learn the stuff like basic maths and writing.”
"Jeez, all of it?" He seems quite concerned for her.
“Yeah… How about you, did you go to school?”
"Yeah... I went to a wizarding school for a few good years." He looks slightly melancholy.
“Oh! You don’t… look like a wizard. You look like a knight.”
"Well, I wasn't so good at the actual spellcasting. I learned a little bit, and then I turned to magic items and such. I lasted about a year before someone realized I had a ring of spell storing that I used to pass tests. Got expelled for it."
They chuckle. “That’s rather amusing. What did you do afterwards?”
"Well, I wandered around a bit, eventually found a large city, and got work as a smith. My small bit of magic helps me in the forge."
“That’s pretty cool. There was a smith in my village… she died though. Me? I was just a farmer. Nothing special about me.”
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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 use He/They pronouns :3
“Sir, respectfully, I’m gonna (GP)ing kill you if you call me ‘princess’ one more time. Not gonna rob you, and I suppose I could answer your questions.”
"Don't think I said it more than once, girl-who-pulled-a-knife-on-me. Bit more of a mouthful than princess, and I don't quite think I got your name. Not a sir either, I may add, but tomato tomato." They pronounce both words identically, whether purposeful or not she can't really tell. "You got my questions already, and you got your knife. Up to you which you want to choose using, ma'am."
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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 just your everyday dungeon master. Ignore that jar full of souls. And those bones in the corner are just props, don't worry. I'm definitely NOT a lich. Definitely.
Yes, I like beholders. Yes, I curated an exquisite personality for commoner #2864. Yes, my catchphrase is "are you sure?"
Ayami is in the garden, repeatedly growing and killing a flower with magic.
Faeyries walks over. They're grinning, examining the gardens, occasionally poking a neat looking plant with an oar. They're a blue dragonborn, wearing a set of chain mail with designs of waves crossing the metal.
Ayami pays this no attention, her crimson eye’s focus honed on the flower.
*OH GOD I THINK I FIXED IT IT'S FINE AAAAAAAAHHHH*
Faeyries crouches down, looking at the flower as well.
*SORRY MY BROWSER BUGGED OUT*
”…who are you, exactly?”
"The name's Faeyries. Faeyries Niltacidel." They offer out a hand, expecting a handshake.
Ayami doesn’t notice. “Ayami. House?”
"Mannth. Where're you?" The hand remains outstretched.
Ayami notices and looks away. “House of snotty magic kids, known as Mandibles or something.”
"Ah. That sucks for you. Oh! Right! I'm here for a reason!"
They stand up taller, and put on a more showmanshipy voice.
"HAve you heard of our Lord and Savior Jack Sparrow?"
“…excuse me?”
"Ah. I see. What about Davy Jones, King of the Dead?"
“…?”
"Darn. How about Edward Teach? You gotta know about him!"
“…who?”
"Really? I guess it's a good thing I was sent here to spread the word of Jack Sparrow!"
“Yeah…I guess.’
"Well. Jack Sparrow was an awe inspiring commander of old- he was a pirate, you see- and when he died, he became a god! All who follow his teachings will be spared when the seas rise up once again to swallow the land and drown us all!"
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Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
*it’s probably the one dnd lore thing i know the best. Until pelt takes that away from me too…*
”You looked at a piece of paper, saw a name, chose it and got magical powers?”
*I think Eladrin are Elves…*
“I also did like... Reaching out and stuff. With my soul. Did some rituals, learned about my patron, that type.”
“That’s cool. Did you know some paladins follow patrons who give them commands, instead of oaths? Maybe I should look into that..”
“How does that work? I’ve never heard of that.”
“They connect to a god, or pantheon, and they get commandments to follow. They swear an oath to that god(s) and go on their way.”
“Oh. That seems cool. If I were a paladin, I’d probably do that.”
“I’ll have to do a dungeon if I want to do anything…”
“I did one last year. It was really hard… I hear there’s a new Trial dungeon and Fenrir is always open.”
“I don’t want to try any alone. Not unless I’ve sworn more oaths.”
“You’re allowed to swear multiple oaths?” She asks, tilting her head sideways. “That seems rather weird. But if you want, I can maybe help you out with a dungeon. It’s always better to work as a team.”
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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 use He/They pronouns :3
“Sir, respectfully, I’m gonna (GP)ing kill you if you call me ‘princess’ one more time. Not gonna rob you, and I suppose I could answer your questions.”
"Don't think I said it more than once, girl-who-pulled-a-knife-on-me. Bit more of a mouthful than princess, and I don't quite think I got your name. Not a sir either, I may add, but tomato tomato." They pronounce both words identically, whether purposeful or not she can't really tell. "You got my questions already, and you got your knife. Up to you which you want to choose using, ma'am."
“This is the academy. 5 houses, each have 2-3 different classes. Office is over there.”
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Ello friendo! I’m Aspen/ celeste, but people also call me asp, aspy, cele, and murder child!
I only murder people occasionally!
Sorlock fanatic & Arboreal Masterpiece
Any pronouns
Best friendos: Bananer, gato, and a buncha other people!
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*CORO!!!!*
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
My Baalze given title is The Last of All Kings
“…who?”
Ello friendo! I’m Aspen/ celeste, but people also call me asp, aspy, cele, and murder child!
I only murder people occasionally!
Sorlock fanatic & Arboreal Masterpiece
Any pronouns
Best friendos: Bananer, gato, and a buncha other people!
They chuckle. “That’s rather amusing. What did you do afterwards?”
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 use He/They pronouns :3
Extended Signature!
“I did one last year. It was really hard… I hear there’s a new Trial dungeon and Fenrir is always open.”
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 use He/They pronouns :3
Extended Signature!
"Really? I guess it's a good thing I was sent here to spread the word of Jack Sparrow!"
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
My Baalze given title is The Last of All Kings
*GONNNNNZZZZ*
"Good evening, nervous priest! Hallow be thy name, as they say in church!" They take on a contemplative expression. "Might not be fully spot on, on that one. Never been to church myself. Heard they pass around those baskets of money though, it's almost worth the stab or two from a righteous deacon with a bit of divine magic up the sleeve." They smile widely again, gesturing to the hall. "You're not planning on stabbing me or giving me the silent treatment right? Ha! Maybe I am still in Rathos. But just in case, do you have any idea where we might be currently, ma'am?"
— 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
“Sir, respectfully, I’m gonna (GP)ing kill you if you call me ‘princess’ one more time. Not gonna rob you, and I suppose I could answer your questions.”
Ello friendo! I’m Aspen/ celeste, but people also call me asp, aspy, cele, and murder child!
I only murder people occasionally!
Sorlock fanatic & Arboreal Masterpiece
Any pronouns
Best friendos: Bananer, gato, and a buncha other people!
"Well, I wandered around a bit, eventually found a large city, and got work as a smith. My small bit of magic helps me in the forge."
I'm just your everyday dungeon master. Ignore that jar full of souls. And those bones in the corner are just props, don't worry. I'm definitely NOT a lich. Definitely.
Yes, I like beholders. Yes, I curated an exquisite personality for commoner #2864. Yes, my catchphrase is "are you sure?"
.-. .- -. -.. --- -- / -- --- .-. ... . / -.-. --- -.. . .-.-.-
PM "Avocado" to Pug_With_Big_Weapons for a prize.
Don't touch the Jar
Fig is taking care of the dragon egg
Hallo
People who aren't from here or DeviantArt might know me from various games or might know me as Dino on some of those games
I will go by these if ya wanna say something nicknames: Dinao, Diano, Or Dino
'tis all
:p
“Yeah…I guess.’
Ello friendo! I’m Aspen/ celeste, but people also call me asp, aspy, cele, and murder child!
I only murder people occasionally!
Sorlock fanatic & Arboreal Masterpiece
Any pronouns
Best friendos: Bananer, gato, and a buncha other people!
*I would rp but I gtg pretty soon for a while, sorry mate*
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 use He/They pronouns :3
Extended Signature!
*How're ya?*
"Ah- What? Oh- no, I'm not a priest- I'm a Professor here- uh- I don't think I'll have to stab you- Oh! You're new! Well, let me congratulate you on enrolling into The Academy! I'm Dr. Adryeni! I'm also new! This is my first year teaching! I hope I don't kill anyone! ... Heh..."
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
My Baalze given title is The Last of All Kings
“I don’t want to try any alone. Not unless I’ve sworn more oaths.”
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
“That’s pretty cool. There was a smith in my village… she died though. Me? I was just a farmer. Nothing special about me.”
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 use He/They pronouns :3
Extended Signature!
"Don't think I said it more than once, girl-who-pulled-a-knife-on-me. Bit more of a mouthful than princess, and I don't quite think I got your name. Not a sir either, I may add, but tomato tomato." They pronounce both words identically, whether purposeful or not she can't really tell. "You got my questions already, and you got your knife. Up to you which you want to choose using, ma'am."
— 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
*gtg for a bit.*
I'm just your everyday dungeon master. Ignore that jar full of souls. And those bones in the corner are just props, don't worry. I'm definitely NOT a lich. Definitely.
Yes, I like beholders. Yes, I curated an exquisite personality for commoner #2864. Yes, my catchphrase is "are you sure?"
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PM "Avocado" to Pug_With_Big_Weapons for a prize.
Don't touch the Jar
*Oki*
Hallo
People who aren't from here or DeviantArt might know me from various games or might know me as Dino on some of those games
I will go by these if ya wanna say something nicknames: Dinao, Diano, Or Dino
'tis all
:p
"Well. Jack Sparrow was an awe inspiring commander of old- he was a pirate, you see- and when he died, he became a god! All who follow his teachings will be spared when the seas rise up once again to swallow the land and drown us all!"
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
My Baalze given title is The Last of All Kings
“You’re allowed to swear multiple oaths?” She asks, tilting her head sideways. “That seems rather weird. But if you want, I can maybe help you out with a dungeon. It’s always better to work as a team.”
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 use He/They pronouns :3
Extended Signature!
“This is the academy. 5 houses, each have 2-3 different classes. Office is over there.”
Ello friendo! I’m Aspen/ celeste, but people also call me asp, aspy, cele, and murder child!
I only murder people occasionally!
Sorlock fanatic & Arboreal Masterpiece
Any pronouns
Best friendos: Bananer, gato, and a buncha other people!