“What are the other worlds like?” They ask eagerly.
"Oh... they are vast... vaster than the sky and more bountiful than the deepest coffers... There are many worlds... I couldn't possibly describe them all..."
“I met a goddess of the multiverse. She gave me a gift. It was truly kind of her, helped me gain some insight into what is out of reach.”
"... Really? Interesting... What did she give you...?"
“A book of music from all the worlds. A thoughtful present.”
"Really? Interesting. I'd like to give it a read sometime, if you don't mind."
“It’s rather massive… she said it contained all the songs from other worlds, but that would be… a bit… wild.” They say, settling on that particular word. “But even without containing all the songs, it is still large.”
“What are the other worlds like?” They ask eagerly.
"Oh... they are vast... vaster than the sky and more bountiful than the deepest coffers... There are many worlds... I couldn't possibly describe them all..."
“I met a goddess of the multiverse. She gave me a gift. It was truly kind of her, helped me gain some insight into what is out of reach.”
"... Really? Interesting... What did she give you...?"
“A book of music from all the worlds. A thoughtful present.”
"Really? Interesting. I'd like to give it a read sometime, if you don't mind."
“It’s rather massive… she said it contained all the songs from other worlds, but that would be… a bit… wild.” They say, settling on that particular word. “But even without containing all the songs, it is still large.”
Her eyes grow wide, and when she speaks, it's like a whisper. "... All?"
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The clocks run out, too late to wake up. You're locked under this nightmare's thumb. Begging you hide and run.
“What are the other worlds like?” They ask eagerly.
"Oh... they are vast... vaster than the sky and more bountiful than the deepest coffers... There are many worlds... I couldn't possibly describe them all..."
“I met a goddess of the multiverse. She gave me a gift. It was truly kind of her, helped me gain some insight into what is out of reach.”
"... Really? Interesting... What did she give you...?"
“A book of music from all the worlds. A thoughtful present.”
"Really? Interesting. I'd like to give it a read sometime, if you don't mind."
“It’s rather massive… she said it contained all the songs from other worlds, but that would be… a bit… wild.” They say, settling on that particular word. “But even without containing all the songs, it is still large.”
Her eyes grow wide, and when she speaks, it's like a whisper. "... All?"
“What are the other worlds like?” They ask eagerly.
"Oh... they are vast... vaster than the sky and more bountiful than the deepest coffers... There are many worlds... I couldn't possibly describe them all..."
“I met a goddess of the multiverse. She gave me a gift. It was truly kind of her, helped me gain some insight into what is out of reach.”
"... Really? Interesting... What did she give you...?"
“A book of music from all the worlds. A thoughtful present.”
"Really? Interesting. I'd like to give it a read sometime, if you don't mind."
“It’s rather massive… she said it contained all the songs from other worlds, but that would be… a bit… wild.” They say, settling on that particular word. “But even without containing all the songs, it is still large.”
Her eyes grow wide, and when she speaks, it's like a whisper. "... All?"
They nod. “That’s what she said.”
"... Can I see the book...?"
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The clocks run out, too late to wake up. You're locked under this nightmare's thumb. Begging you hide and run.
“What are the other worlds like?” They ask eagerly.
"Oh... they are vast... vaster than the sky and more bountiful than the deepest coffers... There are many worlds... I couldn't possibly describe them all..."
“I met a goddess of the multiverse. She gave me a gift. It was truly kind of her, helped me gain some insight into what is out of reach.”
"... Really? Interesting... What did she give you...?"
“A book of music from all the worlds. A thoughtful present.”
"Really? Interesting. I'd like to give it a read sometime, if you don't mind."
“It’s rather massive… she said it contained all the songs from other worlds, but that would be… a bit… wild.” They say, settling on that particular word. “But even without containing all the songs, it is still large.”
Her eyes grow wide, and when she speaks, it's like a whisper. "... All?"
They nod. “That’s what she said.”
"... Can I see the book...?"
“Yes, of course. I think I left it near here.” Their eyes scour the clearing before landing on a large book. “There.” They say, pointing.
“What are the other worlds like?” They ask eagerly.
"Oh... they are vast... vaster than the sky and more bountiful than the deepest coffers... There are many worlds... I couldn't possibly describe them all..."
“I met a goddess of the multiverse. She gave me a gift. It was truly kind of her, helped me gain some insight into what is out of reach.”
"... Really? Interesting... What did she give you...?"
“A book of music from all the worlds. A thoughtful present.”
"Really? Interesting. I'd like to give it a read sometime, if you don't mind."
“It’s rather massive… she said it contained all the songs from other worlds, but that would be… a bit… wild.” They say, settling on that particular word. “But even without containing all the songs, it is still large.”
Her eyes grow wide, and when she speaks, it's like a whisper. "... All?"
They nod. “That’s what she said.”
"... Can I see the book...?"
“Yes, of course. I think I left it near here.” Their eyes scour the clearing before landing on a large book. “There.” They say, pointing.
The Mother slowly walks over, before gingerly picking up the book and sitting on the floor.
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The clocks run out, too late to wake up. You're locked under this nightmare's thumb. Begging you hide and run.
“What are the other worlds like?” They ask eagerly.
"Oh... they are vast... vaster than the sky and more bountiful than the deepest coffers... There are many worlds... I couldn't possibly describe them all..."
“I met a goddess of the multiverse. She gave me a gift. It was truly kind of her, helped me gain some insight into what is out of reach.”
"... Really? Interesting... What did she give you...?"
“A book of music from all the worlds. A thoughtful present.”
"Really? Interesting. I'd like to give it a read sometime, if you don't mind."
“It’s rather massive… she said it contained all the songs from other worlds, but that would be… a bit… wild.” They say, settling on that particular word. “But even without containing all the songs, it is still large.”
Her eyes grow wide, and when she speaks, it's like a whisper. "... All?"
They nod. “That’s what she said.”
"... Can I see the book...?"
“Yes, of course. I think I left it near here.” Their eyes scour the clearing before landing on a large book. “There.” They say, pointing.
The Mother slowly walks over, before gingerly picking up the book and sitting on the floor.
“Well. I’ll tend to the plants as you read. Unless… you want to keep it?” They chuckle awkwardly. They want to keep it too-their offering was just one of politeness.
“What are the other worlds like?” They ask eagerly.
"Oh... they are vast... vaster than the sky and more bountiful than the deepest coffers... There are many worlds... I couldn't possibly describe them all..."
“I met a goddess of the multiverse. She gave me a gift. It was truly kind of her, helped me gain some insight into what is out of reach.”
"... Really? Interesting... What did she give you...?"
“A book of music from all the worlds. A thoughtful present.”
"Really? Interesting. I'd like to give it a read sometime, if you don't mind."
“It’s rather massive… she said it contained all the songs from other worlds, but that would be… a bit… wild.” They say, settling on that particular word. “But even without containing all the songs, it is still large.”
Her eyes grow wide, and when she speaks, it's like a whisper. "... All?"
They nod. “That’s what she said.”
"... Can I see the book...?"
“Yes, of course. I think I left it near here.” Their eyes scour the clearing before landing on a large book. “There.” They say, pointing.
The Mother slowly walks over, before gingerly picking up the book and sitting on the floor.
“Well. I’ll tend to the plants as you read. Unless… you want to keep it?” They chuckle awkwardly. They want to keep it too-their offering was just one of politeness.
"No... you should keep it... I just need to see..." She trails off, before flipping through the pages as if looking for a specific song.
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The clocks run out, too late to wake up. You're locked under this nightmare's thumb. Begging you hide and run.
“What are the other worlds like?” They ask eagerly.
"Oh... they are vast... vaster than the sky and more bountiful than the deepest coffers... There are many worlds... I couldn't possibly describe them all..."
“I met a goddess of the multiverse. She gave me a gift. It was truly kind of her, helped me gain some insight into what is out of reach.”
"... Really? Interesting... What did she give you...?"
“A book of music from all the worlds. A thoughtful present.”
"Really? Interesting. I'd like to give it a read sometime, if you don't mind."
“It’s rather massive… she said it contained all the songs from other worlds, but that would be… a bit… wild.” They say, settling on that particular word. “But even without containing all the songs, it is still large.”
Her eyes grow wide, and when she speaks, it's like a whisper. "... All?"
They nod. “That’s what she said.”
"... Can I see the book...?"
“Yes, of course. I think I left it near here.” Their eyes scour the clearing before landing on a large book. “There.” They say, pointing.
The Mother slowly walks over, before gingerly picking up the book and sitting on the floor.
“Well. I’ll tend to the plants as you read. Unless… you want to keep it?” They chuckle awkwardly. They want to keep it too-their offering was just one of politeness.
"No... you should keep it... I just need to see..." She trails off, before flipping through the pages as if looking for a specific song.
“What are the other worlds like?” They ask eagerly.
"Oh... they are vast... vaster than the sky and more bountiful than the deepest coffers... There are many worlds... I couldn't possibly describe them all..."
“I met a goddess of the multiverse. She gave me a gift. It was truly kind of her, helped me gain some insight into what is out of reach.”
"... Really? Interesting... What did she give you...?"
“A book of music from all the worlds. A thoughtful present.”
"Really? Interesting. I'd like to give it a read sometime, if you don't mind."
“It’s rather massive… she said it contained all the songs from other worlds, but that would be… a bit… wild.” They say, settling on that particular word. “But even without containing all the songs, it is still large.”
Her eyes grow wide, and when she speaks, it's like a whisper. "... All?"
They nod. “That’s what she said.”
"... Can I see the book...?"
“Yes, of course. I think I left it near here.” Their eyes scour the clearing before landing on a large book. “There.” They say, pointing.
The Mother slowly walks over, before gingerly picking up the book and sitting on the floor.
“Well. I’ll tend to the plants as you read. Unless… you want to keep it?” They chuckle awkwardly. They want to keep it too-their offering was just one of politeness.
"No... you should keep it... I just need to see..." She trails off, before flipping through the pages as if looking for a specific song.
“What are you looking for? Maybe I can help…”
"It's a song from my home... my home was full of songs..."
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The clocks run out, too late to wake up. You're locked under this nightmare's thumb. Begging you hide and run.
“What are the other worlds like?” They ask eagerly.
"Oh... they are vast... vaster than the sky and more bountiful than the deepest coffers... There are many worlds... I couldn't possibly describe them all..."
“I met a goddess of the multiverse. She gave me a gift. It was truly kind of her, helped me gain some insight into what is out of reach.”
"... Really? Interesting... What did she give you...?"
“A book of music from all the worlds. A thoughtful present.”
"Really? Interesting. I'd like to give it a read sometime, if you don't mind."
“It’s rather massive… she said it contained all the songs from other worlds, but that would be… a bit… wild.” They say, settling on that particular word. “But even without containing all the songs, it is still large.”
Her eyes grow wide, and when she speaks, it's like a whisper. "... All?"
They nod. “That’s what she said.”
"... Can I see the book...?"
“Yes, of course. I think I left it near here.” Their eyes scour the clearing before landing on a large book. “There.” They say, pointing.
The Mother slowly walks over, before gingerly picking up the book and sitting on the floor.
“Well. I’ll tend to the plants as you read. Unless… you want to keep it?” They chuckle awkwardly. They want to keep it too-their offering was just one of politeness.
"No... you should keep it... I just need to see..." She trails off, before flipping through the pages as if looking for a specific song.
“What are you looking for? Maybe I can help…”
"It's a song from my home... my home was full of songs..."
“I hope to make our world like that. What was the song about?”
“What are the other worlds like?” They ask eagerly.
"Oh... they are vast... vaster than the sky and more bountiful than the deepest coffers... There are many worlds... I couldn't possibly describe them all..."
“I met a goddess of the multiverse. She gave me a gift. It was truly kind of her, helped me gain some insight into what is out of reach.”
"... Really? Interesting... What did she give you...?"
“A book of music from all the worlds. A thoughtful present.”
"Really? Interesting. I'd like to give it a read sometime, if you don't mind."
“It’s rather massive… she said it contained all the songs from other worlds, but that would be… a bit… wild.” They say, settling on that particular word. “But even without containing all the songs, it is still large.”
Her eyes grow wide, and when she speaks, it's like a whisper. "... All?"
They nod. “That’s what she said.”
"... Can I see the book...?"
“Yes, of course. I think I left it near here.” Their eyes scour the clearing before landing on a large book. “There.” They say, pointing.
The Mother slowly walks over, before gingerly picking up the book and sitting on the floor.
“Well. I’ll tend to the plants as you read. Unless… you want to keep it?” They chuckle awkwardly. They want to keep it too-their offering was just one of politeness.
"No... you should keep it... I just need to see..." She trails off, before flipping through the pages as if looking for a specific song.
“What are you looking for? Maybe I can help…”
"It's a song from my home... my home was full of songs..."
“I hope to make our world like that. What was the song about?”
"The song was a name... most names were songs... My name was a song, once... I forgot her name, but maybe it'll be in here..."
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The clocks run out, too late to wake up. You're locked under this nightmare's thumb. Begging you hide and run.
Bríz takes a deep breath. "Your territory is... uncomfortably close to my people. Is there any way you could move it?"
*if you're not okay with conflict, I can change this answer. also it's not even that close, Bríz is just paranoid.*
Ren sighs, amused. "If only I could. However, this is a forest, and this forest and all the animals around it have built homes. I don't think I could move it just like that without uprooting some family's home, or even injuring an animal."
"The forest can stay. It will make good hunting for my people. However, I wish for you to leave."
Ren looks moderately appalled. “You wish to hunt these poor woodland creatures, who have no home but this one, just for food? Surely you have other food sources. And I must stay to help protect them.”
"It is the way of things that people must hunt, and I don't know if you haven't noticed, but the world is a barren wasteland. Food is rare. Would you rather sentient species' die, or have your little bird brains roam around free to do nothing for the world except chirp out pretty songs?"
“Firstly, they’re not bird brains. Secondly, you too are a god. Can you not create a food source for your people so that we can stay safe?”
"Why should I, when such a good source is here? My powers are better spent creating strongholds and weapons and mounts so that my people never need to fear."
“If you even attempt to attack a single one of these creatures, I will raise hell against you and all your people. You will have need to fear if you attack this forest.”
"We have strength in numbers. I do not fear you, but I shall leave you alone for now. You need to accept that hunting is part of the circle of life, you poor being. Maybe we can talk again when you have discovered that."
“Hunting is part of the circle of life, yes. Outright murder of harmless beasts at the whim of a god is not. And you underestimate us. And myself.” Ren begins floating above the ground.
"So you consent to us using your place as a hunting ground? Because that is what I just heard. I will not murder your creatures, I will let my people bring them back so they will not be hungry." Bríz draws their spear from their back, entering a fighting position.
“I never said that. You can create your own food. Why use this place as a spot of murder when you could just save the lives of many by making it yourself?” Ren readies a spell.
"The death of animals is no murder." They growl. "Animal lives need not be saved. Where I come from, we hunted for the kill, and the creatures continued on with their lives despite their loss. Why should I use my power that I am saving for something great to feed my people, when you could help?"
"These are my people!" Ren is shouting now. Her eyes glow with a brilliant blue light. "How would you feel if a random god came into your settlement and murdered random people that you knew, that you cared about? If you think that animals lives need not to be saved, then leave this place! And never return!" Ren will cast Geas on Briz.
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Bríz will fly away whether they succeed or not.
That fails. Ren commands Briz to fly away, and never return unless they have a change of heart regarding nature.
Roomba Knight, Architect of the Cataclysm, Foxy Lunar Archpriest. Dubbed The Fluffy Bowman by Golden. He/They
Theatre Kid, Ravenclaw, bookworm, DM, Lego fanatic, flautist, mythology nerd, pedantic about spelling. I also love foxes, cats, otters, and red pandas!
I love Korean Mythology. If you want to ask me about something, send me a PM!
Is e e eirmseachd nas fhaide na tomhas an ulaidh as motha a th’ aig duine!
“What are the other worlds like?” They ask eagerly.
"Oh... they are vast... vaster than the sky and more bountiful than the deepest coffers... There are many worlds... I couldn't possibly describe them all..."
“I met a goddess of the multiverse. She gave me a gift. It was truly kind of her, helped me gain some insight into what is out of reach.”
"... Really? Interesting... What did she give you...?"
“A book of music from all the worlds. A thoughtful present.”
"Really? Interesting. I'd like to give it a read sometime, if you don't mind."
“It’s rather massive… she said it contained all the songs from other worlds, but that would be… a bit… wild.” They say, settling on that particular word. “But even without containing all the songs, it is still large.”
Her eyes grow wide, and when she speaks, it's like a whisper. "... All?"
They nod. “That’s what she said.”
"... Can I see the book...?"
“Yes, of course. I think I left it near here.” Their eyes scour the clearing before landing on a large book. “There.” They say, pointing.
The Mother slowly walks over, before gingerly picking up the book and sitting on the floor.
“Well. I’ll tend to the plants as you read. Unless… you want to keep it?” They chuckle awkwardly. They want to keep it too-their offering was just one of politeness.
"No... you should keep it... I just need to see..." She trails off, before flipping through the pages as if looking for a specific song.
“What are you looking for? Maybe I can help…”
"It's a song from my home... my home was full of songs..."
“I hope to make our world like that. What was the song about?”
"The song was a name... most names were songs... My name was a song, once... I forgot her name, but maybe it'll be in here..."
Under the cover of night, a group of two sneaks towards Ren’s forest, wearing dark clothes and carrying nets and knives. Earlier, Bríz laughed at the foolishness of Ren’s command and sent two of their followers, both partially immortal and completely loyal (lifebearer specialty) towards Ren’s forest. Now, the followers reach the forest, removing their knives and starting to set traps in well hidden areas. They know Ren will find the followers, but if Ren doesn’t find the traps, that’s a win for them all. And they know what Bríz will do if anything happens to them…
*yeah Bríz is starting a war over a petty disagreement :p*
*sorry but three more questions, one, can my being be able to sort of emerge from within the earth (emerging from the void), two: can my being be in its avatar from when it first emerges, and three, can my species I made come from the same place I did, like spilling forth with me?*
*yup, but you’d still need to spend the points to make your species, unless you go with Conviction instead.*
*ok. so I'm trying to figure out what followers cost for points, how many points I start with ect, and im looking through the orig, and im still a little confused, would you be able to explain it in simpler terms? (if not, just tell me where I would find those things)*
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another alt of void
the chains bind, the chains hold, the infection writhes within, but I hold it... I keep it. I don't let it out, for the chance it may claim us all
Under the cover of night, a group of two sneaks towards Ren’s forest, wearing dark clothes and carrying nets and knives. Earlier, Bríz laughed at the foolishness of Ren’s command and sent two of their followers, both partially immortal and completely loyal (lifebearer specialty) towards Ren’s forest. Now, the followers reach the forest, removing their knives and starting to set traps in well hidden areas. They know Ren will find the followers, but if Ren doesn’t find the traps, that’s a win for them all. And they know what Bríz will do if anything happens to them…
*yeah Bríz is starting a war over a petty disagreement :p*
*Sarlok is now gunning for the forest for personal reasons as well*
*sorry but three more questions, one, can my being be able to sort of emerge from within the earth (emerging from the void), two: can my being be in its avatar from when it first emerges, and three, can my species I made come from the same place I did, like spilling forth with me?*
*yup, but you’d still need to spend the points to make your species, unless you go with Conviction instead.*
*ok. so I'm trying to figure out what followers cost for points, how many points I start with ect, and im looking through the orig, and im still a little confused, would you be able to explain it in simpler terms? (if not, just tell me where I would find those things)*
*You’d start with 5 points, but you can also roll 2d4 every day for points. Followers do not cost points, but making a species does, which is what you want to do I think? When you make a species, they are automatically your followers. There’s a list under creation points of attributes you can give your species, which each cost a certain amount of points that you’ll add up for your total, but since you’re new, you’ll want to minimize the amount of points you spend to make a species. I’d recommend checking out specialties, which have ways to minimize the points you spend/customize how your deity works with points. This is a lil complicated, sorry. Ok finals now I gtg but I’ll be available a lot later today.*
Under the cover of night, a group of two sneaks towards Ren’s forest, wearing dark clothes and carrying nets and knives. Earlier, Bríz laughed at the foolishness of Ren’s command and sent two of their followers, both partially immortal and completely loyal (lifebearer specialty) towards Ren’s forest. Now, the followers reach the forest, removing their knives and starting to set traps in well hidden areas. They know Ren will find the followers, but if Ren doesn’t find the traps, that’s a win for them all. And they know what Bríz will do if anything happens to them…
*yeah Bríz is starting a war over a petty disagreement :p*
*Sarlok is now gunning for the forest for personal reasons as well*
*Wanna rp? Will be spotty due to finals, but I can be on a lot later today.*
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“It’s rather massive… she said it contained all the songs from other worlds, but that would be… a bit… wild.” They say, settling on that particular word. “But even without containing all the songs, it is still large.”
he/they. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
Her eyes grow wide, and when she speaks, it's like a whisper. "... All?"
The clocks run out, too late to wake up.
You're locked under this nightmare's thumb.
Begging you hide and run.
W H A T H A V E I B E C O M E ?
They nod. “That’s what she said.”
he/they. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
"... Can I see the book...?"
The clocks run out, too late to wake up.
You're locked under this nightmare's thumb.
Begging you hide and run.
W H A T H A V E I B E C O M E ?
“Yes, of course. I think I left it near here.” Their eyes scour the clearing before landing on a large book. “There.” They say, pointing.
he/they. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
The Mother slowly walks over, before gingerly picking up the book and sitting on the floor.
The clocks run out, too late to wake up.
You're locked under this nightmare's thumb.
Begging you hide and run.
W H A T H A V E I B E C O M E ?
“Well. I’ll tend to the plants as you read. Unless… you want to keep it?” They chuckle awkwardly. They want to keep it too-their offering was just one of politeness.
he/they. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
"No... you should keep it... I just need to see..." She trails off, before flipping through the pages as if looking for a specific song.
The clocks run out, too late to wake up.
You're locked under this nightmare's thumb.
Begging you hide and run.
W H A T H A V E I B E C O M E ?
“What are you looking for? Maybe I can help…”
he/they. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
"It's a song from my home... my home was full of songs..."
The clocks run out, too late to wake up.
You're locked under this nightmare's thumb.
Begging you hide and run.
W H A T H A V E I B E C O M E ?
“I hope to make our world like that. What was the song about?”
he/they. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
"The song was a name... most names were songs... My name was a song, once... I forgot her name, but maybe it'll be in here..."
The clocks run out, too late to wake up.
You're locked under this nightmare's thumb.
Begging you hide and run.
W H A T H A V E I B E C O M E ?
That fails. Ren commands Briz to fly away, and never return unless they have a change of heart regarding nature.
Hiya! You can call me Link. Here’s a bit about me:
Roomba Knight, Architect of the Cataclysm, Foxy Lunar Archpriest. Dubbed The Fluffy Bowman by Golden. He/They
Theatre Kid, Ravenclaw, bookworm, DM, Lego fanatic, flautist, mythology nerd, pedantic about spelling. I also love foxes, cats, otters, and red pandas!
I love Korean Mythology. If you want to ask me about something, send me a PM!
Is e e eirmseachd nas fhaide na tomhas an ulaidh as motha a th’ aig duine!Bríz’s creation points: 5 + 16
Kalaposi’s creation points: 6 + 12
he/they. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
“Interesting…” They muse.
he/they. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
Under the cover of night, a group of two sneaks towards Ren’s forest, wearing dark clothes and carrying nets and knives. Earlier, Bríz laughed at the foolishness of Ren’s command and sent two of their followers, both partially immortal and completely loyal (lifebearer specialty) towards Ren’s forest. Now, the followers reach the forest, removing their knives and starting to set traps in well hidden areas. They know Ren will find the followers, but if Ren doesn’t find the traps, that’s a win for them all. And they know what Bríz will do if anything happens to them…
*yeah Bríz is starting a war over a petty disagreement :p*
he/they. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
*ok. so I'm trying to figure out what followers cost for points, how many points I start with ect, and im looking through the orig, and im still a little confused, would you be able to explain it in simpler terms? (if not, just tell me where I would find those things)*
another alt of void
the chains bind, the chains hold, the infection writhes within, but I hold it... I keep it. I don't let it out, for the chance it may claim us all
*Sarlok is now gunning for the forest for personal reasons as well*
"You remember me. Just think a little harder"
Maniacal Unseelie Nightmare Enby
*You’d start with 5 points, but you can also roll 2d4 every day for points. Followers do not cost points, but making a species does, which is what you want to do I think? When you make a species, they are automatically your followers. There’s a list under creation points of attributes you can give your species, which each cost a certain amount of points that you’ll add up for your total, but since you’re new, you’ll want to minimize the amount of points you spend to make a species. I’d recommend checking out specialties, which have ways to minimize the points you spend/customize how your deity works with points. This is a lil complicated, sorry. Ok finals now I gtg but I’ll be available a lot later today.*
he/they. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
*Wanna rp? Will be spotty due to finals, but I can be on a lot later today.*
he/they. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.