A smallish figure with a large grin, a small cross shape on their upper and lower right eyelid, their left eye looking like a masquerade, several belts, two long 'horns' that invoke the image of a jester with bells at the end, a neck cuff, flamboyant jester clothing that is slightly royal, all their clothing black and gold, and their face pale and carrying a sharp grin is sitting in a tree up high with the gods.
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Danadas is at the edge of his domain, saying his farewell to a small group of Papillon, his followers eyes welled up with tears. If the Winged Seer had the same, his would match. He gives the last one final hug before lifting his hand to show caterpillars within his palm. The small creatures glows, growing in size as he sets them upon the ground. The Butterfly-folk mount the newly formed beasts, waving as they ride into the horizon, searching for a new life. They may return, but that is their choice.
[create large mortal, warhorse but with 30 foot climb speed, cost 21, follower gain 68]
A smallish figure with a large grin, a small cross shape on their upper and lower right eyelid, their left eye looking like a masquerade, several belts, two long 'horns' that invoke the image of a jester with bells at the end, a neck cuff, flamboyant jester clothing that is slightly royal, all their clothing black and gold, and their face pale and carrying a sharp grin is sitting in a tree up high with the gods.
You see another explosion of light. The forest is growing once more. It is now 4,600 square feet, and it is absolutely massive.
*I feel like 4,601 square feet ain’t that much ngl*
You see a purple crab scuttling around on one of your trees.
*Atherial has 377.487.360 feet, sooooooo*
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Hello! Call meTana. My pronouns are She/Her. I am a teenager. I have Autism and ADHD. And, you would probably call me trans femme, Pansexual pancake, and ace I will mother you if you are being stupid. ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll] I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and Foalin.
"Yes, It is lonel , but there are many gods out there, and many immortals"
“And many futures of discussion.” Danadas lets out a light chuckle.
"Correct"
“Perhaps you may find yourself an Evangel?”
"I cannot"
“How so?”
"I swore never to be seen by mortals"
This brings genuine surprise to Danadas’s face. “May I ask why, or is it a sensitive topic?”
"Simply so that I can't murder them in mass"
“Well I’m sure if they knew, they would thank you for the sacrifice.”
"Probably not"
“Don’t sell them too short. They can be quite forgiving at times.”
"Yes, true, but it will not end well"
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Hello! Call meTana. My pronouns are She/Her. I am a teenager. I have Autism and ADHD. And, you would probably call me trans femme, Pansexual pancake, and ace I will mother you if you are being stupid. ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll] I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and Foalin.
Danadas is at the edge of his domain, saying his farewell to a small group of Papillon, his followers eyes welled up with tears. If the Winged Seer had the same, his would match. He gives the last one final hug before lifting his hand to show caterpillars within his palm. The small creatures glows, growing in size as he sets them upon the ground. The Butterfly-folk mount the newly formed beasts, waving as they ride into the horizon, searching for a new life. They may return, but that is their choice.
[create large mortal, warhorse but with 30 foot climb speed, cost 21, follower gain 47]
A smallish figure with a large grin, a small cross shape on their upper and lower right eyelid, their left eye looking like a masquerade, several belts, two long 'horns' that invoke the image of a jester with bells at the end, a neck cuff, flamboyant jester clothing that is slightly royal, all their clothing black and gold, and their face pale and carrying a sharp grin is sitting in a tree up high with the gods.
The impish little jester watches them, a wide grin on their face. "Are you letting go of your mortals, hmm?" Their grin falls down, like an arc of rubber being hit on the right and left.
Danadas is at the edge of his domain, saying his farewell to a small group of Papillon, his followers eyes welled up with tears. If the Winged Seer had the same, his would match. He gives the last one final hug before lifting his hand to show caterpillars within his palm. The small creatures glows, growing in size as he sets them upon the ground. The Butterfly-folk mount the newly formed beasts, waving as they ride into the horizon, searching for a new life. They may return, but that is their choice.
[create large mortal, warhorse but with 30 foot climb speed, cost 21, follower gain 47]
A smallish figure with a large grin, a small cross shape on their upper and lower right eyelid, their left eye looking like a masquerade, several belts, two long 'horns' that invoke the image of a jester with bells at the end, a neck cuff, flamboyant jester clothing that is slightly royal, all their clothing black and gold, and their face pale and carrying a sharp grin is sitting in a tree up high with the gods.
The impish little jester watches them, a wide grin on their face. "Are you letting go of your mortals, hmm?" Their grin falls down, like an arc of rubber being hit on the right and left.
He continues to face the horizon, not turning to speak to his audience. “Yes. They recently lost loved ones and they need time to grieve and find purpose again. They are not prisoners, and I am not a warden.”
The jester god is sitting in a maple tree, dark and yet glowing, brilliant golden leaves with orange contrasting against *Blah blah blah I'm yapping 'bout Canadian things* warping the air, streams of every material coming together to create a material. They are creating:
Falsinium
Uncommon Material
Falsinium is a specific resource that, when made in a biome, must roll on a table fitting for that biome. It shifts to look like the material, but successful DC 15 investigation check reveals the illusion, turning it to pure falsinium. Truesight cannot reveal it, and pure falsinium can, with mending and any transmutation or illusion spell of 3rd level or higher, be merged with any uncommon material, making more of said material, 6th level for rare, and 9th for very rare. Forest:
Danadas is at the edge of his domain, saying his farewell to a small group of Papillon, his followers eyes welled up with tears. If the Winged Seer had the same, his would match. He gives the last one final hug before lifting his hand to show caterpillars within his palm. The small creatures glows, growing in size as he sets them upon the ground. The Butterfly-folk mount the newly formed beasts, waving as they ride into the horizon, searching for a new life. They may return, but that is their choice.
[create large mortal, warhorse but with 30 foot climb speed, cost 21, follower gain 47]
A smallish figure with a large grin, a small cross shape on their upper and lower right eyelid, their left eye looking like a masquerade, several belts, two long 'horns' that invoke the image of a jester with bells at the end, a neck cuff, flamboyant jester clothing that is slightly royal, all their clothing black and gold, and their face pale and carrying a sharp grin is sitting in a tree up high with the gods.
The impish little jester watches them, a wide grin on their face. "Are you letting go of your mortals, hmm?" Their grin falls down, like an arc of rubber being hit on the right and left.
He continues to face the horizon, not turning to speak to his audience. “Yes. They recently lost loved ones and they need time to grieve and find purpose again. They are not prisoners, and I am not a warden.”
The jester seems disappointed. "By who? Who would remove them?"
The jester god is sitting in a maple tree, dark and yet glowing, brilliant golden leaves with orange contrasting against *Blah blah blah I'm yapping 'bout Canadian things* warping the air, streams of every material coming together to create a material. They are creating:
Falsinium
Uncommon Material
Falsinium is a specific resource that, when made in a biome, must roll on a table fitting for that biome. It shifts to look like the material, but successful DC 15 investigation check reveals the illusion, turning it to pure falsinium. Truesight cannot reveal it, and pure falsinium can, with mending and any transmutation or illusion spell of 3rd level or higher, be merged with any uncommon material, making more of said material, 6th level for rare, and 9th for very rare. Forest:
The jester god is sitting in a maple tree, dark and yet glowing, brilliant golden leaves with orange contrasting against *Blah blah blah I'm yapping 'bout Canadian things* warping the air, streams of every material coming together to create a material. They are creating:
Falsinium
Uncommon Material
Falsinium is a specific resource that, when made in a biome, must roll on a table fitting for that biome. It shifts to look like the material, but successful DC 15 investigation check reveals the illusion, turning it to pure falsinium. Truesight cannot reveal it, and pure falsinium can, with mending and any transmutation or illusion spell of 3rd level or higher, be merged with any uncommon material, making more of said material, 6th level for rare, and 9th for very rare. Forest:
The jester god is sitting in a maple tree, dark and yet glowing, brilliant golden leaves with orange contrasting against *Blah blah blah I'm yapping 'bout Canadian things* warping the air, streams of every material coming together to create a material. They are creating:
Falsinium
Uncommon Material
Falsinium is a specific resource that, when made in a biome, must roll on a table fitting for that biome. It shifts to look like the material, but successful DC 15 investigation check reveals the illusion, turning it to pure falsinium. Truesight cannot reveal it, and pure falsinium can, with mending and any transmutation or illusion spell of 3rd level or higher, be merged with any uncommon material, making more of said material, 6th level for rare, and 9th for very rare. Forest:
d6
Material
1
Oak Seed
2
Plank of Oak
3
Flower Seed
4
Stone
5
Geode
6
Contempt
Birch:
d6
Material
1
Birch Sapling
2
Birch Bark
3
Grass Seed
4
Ancient Rock
5
Emerald
6
Calm Uneasiness
Enchanted:
d6
Material
1
Tree
2
Sap Syrup
3
Magic Flower
4
Mossy Stone
5
Opal
6
Whimsey
Corrupted:
d6
Material
1
Tree of Evil Seedling
2
Corrupted Sap
3
Dead Bush
4
Cracked Stone
5
Obsidian
6
Uneasiness
Pebbly Lake:
d6
Material
1
Willow
2
Peeling Bark
3
Cattails
4
Mossy Smooth Pebbles
5
Any Gem (Smoothed by water)
6
Calm Whimsy
Ocean:
d6
Material
1
Tree Seed????
2
Driftwood
3
Seaweed
4
Rocks
5
Sunken Gems
6
Calm Fear
Desert:
d6
Material
1
Joshua Seed
2
Joshua Bark
3
Cactus
4
Sand
5
Plundered Gem
6
Hard Work
Tundra:
d6
Material
1
Pine
2
Pine Sap
3
Adaptable Grass
4
Snowy Stone
5
Permanent Ice
6
Survival
Maple:
d6
Material
1
Maple Tree Seed
2
Maple Syrup
3
Thistle, Grass, or Canada Lilies
4
Skipping Stone
5
Quartz
6
Whimsical Peace
Maple:
6
*Too true. I’m glad to be missing this winter.*
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Roomba Knight, Architect of the Cataclysm, Foxy Lunar Archpriest. He/Him.
Ravenclaw, bookworm, Lego fanatic, mythology nerd, pedantic about spelling.
I love K-pop Demon Hunters and the theatre. Also, the aforementioned podcast as well as Floor is Lava.
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Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
A smallish figure with a large grin, a small cross shape on their upper and lower right eyelid, their left eye looking like a masquerade, several belts, two long 'horns' that invoke the image of a jester with bells at the end, a neck cuff, flamboyant jester clothing that is slightly royal, all their clothing black and gold, and their face pale and carrying a sharp grin is sitting in a tree up high with the gods.
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
'Naner Day, Tuesday, March 3rd, 2026
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
*Did you roll for creation points?*
Shoutout to the 2 Crew! - the cast of Not Another D&D Podcast
Roomba Knight, Architect of the Cataclysm, Foxy Lunar Archpriest. He/Him.
Ravenclaw, bookworm, Lego fanatic, mythology nerd, pedantic about spelling.
I love K-pop Demon Hunters and the theatre. Also, the aforementioned podcast as well as Floor is Lava.
*Anyone on and willing to rp?*
Shoutout to the 2 Crew! - the cast of Not Another D&D Podcast
Roomba Knight, Architect of the Cataclysm, Foxy Lunar Archpriest. He/Him.
Ravenclaw, bookworm, Lego fanatic, mythology nerd, pedantic about spelling.
I love K-pop Demon Hunters and the theatre. Also, the aforementioned podcast as well as Floor is Lava.
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Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
Danadas is at the edge of his domain, saying his farewell to a small group of Papillon, his followers eyes welled up with tears. If the Winged Seer had the same, his would match. He gives the last one final hug before lifting his hand to show caterpillars within his palm. The small creatures glows, growing in size as he sets them upon the ground. The Butterfly-folk mount the newly formed beasts, waving as they ride into the horizon, searching for a new life. They may return, but that is their choice.
[create large mortal, warhorse but with 30 foot climb speed, cost 21, follower gain 68]
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
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Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
'Naner Day, Tuesday, March 3rd, 2026
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
'Naner Day, Tuesday, March 3rd, 2026
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
*Atherial has 377.487.360 feet, sooooooo*
Hello! Call me Tana.
My pronouns are She/Her.
I am a teenager. I have Autism and ADHD. And, you would probably call me trans femme, Pansexual pancake, and ace
I will mother you if you are being stupid.
ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and Foalin.
"Yes, true, but it will not end well"
Hello! Call me Tana.
My pronouns are She/Her.
I am a teenager. I have Autism and ADHD. And, you would probably call me trans femme, Pansexual pancake, and ace
I will mother you if you are being stupid.
ALL HAIL MERLIN! [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] + [roll]1d4[/roll] = [roll][roll:-6]+[roll:-5]+[roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
I have adopted Golden, Salem, Wes, Aspen, and Foalin.
A smallish figure with a large grin, a small cross shape on their upper and lower right eyelid, their left eye looking like a masquerade, several belts, two long 'horns' that invoke the image of a jester with bells at the end, a neck cuff, flamboyant jester clothing that is slightly royal, all their clothing black and gold, and their face pale and carrying a sharp grin is sitting in a tree up high with the gods.
The impish little jester watches them, a wide grin on their face. "Are you letting go of your mortals, hmm?" Their grin falls down, like an arc of rubber being hit on the right and left.
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
'Naner Day, Tuesday, March 3rd, 2026
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
*Anyone wanna RP?*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
'Naner Day, Tuesday, March 3rd, 2026
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
He lets out a sigh. “Has anyone ever told you not to be hard on yourself?”
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
He continues to face the horizon, not turning to speak to his audience. “Yes. They recently lost loved ones and they need time to grieve and find purpose again. They are not prisoners, and I am not a warden.”
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
The jester god is sitting in a maple tree, dark and yet glowing, brilliant golden leaves with orange contrasting against *Blah blah blah I'm yapping 'bout Canadian things* warping the air, streams of every material coming together to create a material. They are creating:
Falsinium
Uncommon Material
Falsinium is a specific resource that, when made in a biome, must roll on a table fitting for that biome. It shifts to look like the material, but successful DC 15 investigation check reveals the illusion, turning it to pure falsinium. Truesight cannot reveal it, and pure falsinium can, with mending and any transmutation or illusion spell of 3rd level or higher, be merged with any uncommon material, making more of said material, 6th level for rare, and 9th for very rare.
Forest:
Birch:
Enchanted:
Corrupted:
Pebbly Lake:
Ocean:
Desert:
Tundra:
Maple:
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
'Naner Day, Tuesday, March 3rd, 2026
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
The jester seems disappointed. "By who? Who would remove them?"
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
'Naner Day, Tuesday, March 3rd, 2026
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
Maple:
3
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
'Naner Day, Tuesday, March 3rd, 2026
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
(Ooooo a ball of emotions... that's fun)
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Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
'Naner Day, Tuesday, March 3rd, 2026
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Salem has dubbed me Fellow Pancake of The Fox.
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
6 creation points for today
Shoutout to the 2 Crew! - the cast of Not Another D&D Podcast
Roomba Knight, Architect of the Cataclysm, Foxy Lunar Archpriest. He/Him.
Ravenclaw, bookworm, Lego fanatic, mythology nerd, pedantic about spelling.
I love K-pop Demon Hunters and the theatre. Also, the aforementioned podcast as well as Floor is Lava.
*Too true. I’m glad to be missing this winter.*
Shoutout to the 2 Crew! - the cast of Not Another D&D Podcast
Roomba Knight, Architect of the Cataclysm, Foxy Lunar Archpriest. He/Him.
Ravenclaw, bookworm, Lego fanatic, mythology nerd, pedantic about spelling.
I love K-pop Demon Hunters and the theatre. Also, the aforementioned podcast as well as Floor is Lava.