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*
After the earlier meeting, Ren set sentries. Let's see if they notice anything (btw they have a +8 to perception, expertise and a +4 Wisdom). 26
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*
After the earlier meeting, Ren set sentries. Let's see if they notice anything (btw they have a +8 to perception, expertise and a +4 Wisdom). 26
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!
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*
After the earlier meeting, Ren set sentries. Let's see if they notice anything (btw they have a +8 to perception, expertise and a +4 Wisdom). 26
*birds?*
*Owls and raccoons.*
*Well they'll automatically fail that. Are the animals hiding at all? And are they sentient?*
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*
After the earlier meeting, Ren set sentries. Let's see if they notice anything (btw they have a +8 to perception, expertise and a +4 Wisdom). 26
*birds?*
*Owls and raccoons.*
*Well they'll automatically fail that. Are the animals hiding at all? And are they sentient?*
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..."
“Interesting…” They muse.
"Is there an index? Indexes are useful..."
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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.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
*they do? I mean..... Yes. Of course they do. Sarlok's had their air genasi this whole time. Yeah... Definitely....*
*oop uhhhhh yepyepyep*
*Cool*
*I just realized I never even decided what race Bríz made... I think humans prolly. Wanna do a mortal interaction?*
*Wasn't it aasimar?*
*Cameo appearance of naïma*
*Sarlok, being not the best patron deity, hasn't yet given their followers a home, simply let them loose to wander*
A young woman, dressed in simple, flowing fabrics, with bright yellow eyes is wandering the world
*Not in this version :p*
*Bríz has been bossing them around n stuff like that so that they're "safe"*
"Hey! Wait up!" A human wearing tattered sandals and a tunic chases after the woman, heaving in breaths and exhaling coughs. He has curly black hair tied into a short ponytail and dark skin. His eyes are bright green. After finally catching up with her, he stops to take a few breaths. "Been a while since I've seen any other beings..."
She stops, turns, and smiles. "And me as well. What's your name traveller?"
Sarlok is wandering ren's forest, dressed as a mobster, with a charcoal grey suit and fedora, lightning pinstripes, and an electric blue carnation on their lapel. Their wings are folded behind their back, their serpent headed tail scans the area. The float an inch off the ground and hold no weapons. They do have a half full wineglass, however
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*
After the earlier meeting, Ren set sentries. Let's see if they notice anything (btw they have a +8 to perception, expertise and a +4 Wisdom). 26
*birds?*
*Owls and raccoons.*
*Well they'll automatically fail that. Are the animals hiding at all? And are they sentient?*
*How do they fail, yes, and yes.*
*roll stealth, and not a high enough stealth. I didn't realize you spent the points to make them sentient?*
“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..."
“Interesting…” They muse.
"Is there an index? Indexes are useful..."
"Uh... I dunno. Could ask the one who made it. Her name is Yuki."
*they do? I mean..... Yes. Of course they do. Sarlok's had their air genasi this whole time. Yeah... Definitely....*
*oop uhhhhh yepyepyep*
*Cool*
*I just realized I never even decided what race Bríz made... I think humans prolly. Wanna do a mortal interaction?*
*Wasn't it aasimar?*
*Cameo appearance of naïma*
*Sarlok, being not the best patron deity, hasn't yet given their followers a home, simply let them loose to wander*
A young woman, dressed in simple, flowing fabrics, with bright yellow eyes is wandering the world
*Not in this version :p*
*Bríz has been bossing them around n stuff like that so that they're "safe"*
"Hey! Wait up!" A human wearing tattered sandals and a tunic chases after the woman, heaving in breaths and exhaling coughs. He has curly black hair tied into a short ponytail and dark skin. His eyes are bright green. After finally catching up with her, he stops to take a few breaths. "Been a while since I've seen any other beings..."
She stops, turns, and smiles. "And me as well. What's your name traveller?"
“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..."
“Interesting…” They muse.
"Is there an index? Indexes are useful..."
"Uh... I dunno. Could ask the one who made it. Her name is Yuki."
"Yuki...? Oh... I met her, I think..."
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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.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
*Naner question can I proactively roll my god's creation point die for yesterday as well as today?*
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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.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
"I wouldn't know where to find her, but you can look..."
"Hm... First, I should bring my friend over... I'm pretty sure they're done with whatever they were doing."
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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.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
*Naner question can I proactively roll my god's creation point die for yesterday as well as today?*
*Yep. If you missed a day, and that day was after your god was created, you can roll for those past days. This will cap at a maximum of five rolls.*
*Okieee*
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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.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
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.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
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.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
Sarlok is wandering ren's forest, dressed as a mobster, with a charcoal grey suit and fedora, lightning pinstripes, and an electric blue carnation on their lapel. Their wings are folded behind their back, their serpent headed tail scans the area. The float an inch off the ground and hold no weapons. They do have a half full wineglass, however
the ground nearby in a empty field began to shudder and crack, as a flow of darkness spills from within, and rising from it is a mass of void, forming into a being with 4 arms, the hands clawed with 4 fingers, 8 writhing tentacles extending from the back of its head, it had no deconsernable legs, only a mass of cloak-like darkness, and from its cloak a small creature came out, and a much larger one, the beings had a white, shell-like head with pincer-like horns, the smaller ones head was rounded aside from the pincer-horns, and the larger had a angular head, the shells were smooth aside from eye-holes carved in them revealing only darkness. the smaller ones body was shorter and wider (it were about 4ft) and the larger was lankier and narrow (roughly 12ft tall) then the void beings eyes opened, six angular eyes, no pupils, just a pure, glowing white
*birds?*
he/they. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
*Owls and raccoons.*
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!*Well they'll automatically fail that. Are the animals hiding at all? And are they sentient?*
he/they. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
*How do they fail, yes, and yes.*
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!"Is there an index? Indexes are useful..."
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.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
She stops, turns, and smiles. "And me as well. What's your name traveller?"
"You remember me. Just think a little harder"
Maniacal Unseelie Nightmare Enby
"You remember me. Just think a little harder"
Maniacal Unseelie Nightmare Enby
*roll stealth, and not a high enough stealth. I didn't realize you spent the points to make them sentient?*
he/they. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
"Uh... I dunno. Could ask the one who made it. Her name is Yuki."
he/they. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
"Samir. And yours?"
he/they. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
"Yuki...? Oh... I met her, I think..."
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.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
*Naner question can I proactively roll my god's creation point die for yesterday as well as today?*
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.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
*cut with Gonz.*
"I wouldn't know where to find her, but you can look..."
he/they. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
"Hm... First, I should bring my friend over... I'm pretty sure they're done with whatever they were doing."
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.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
*Yep. If you missed a day, and that day was after your god was created, you can roll for those past days. This will cap at a maximum of five rolls.*
he/they. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
*Okieee*
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.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
"Alright. Thank you."
he/they. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
*10 and 15*
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.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
*First is Child, second is Mother*
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.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
the ground nearby in a empty field began to shudder and crack, as a flow of darkness spills from within, and rising from it is a mass of void, forming into a being with 4 arms, the hands clawed with 4 fingers, 8 writhing tentacles extending from the back of its head, it had no deconsernable legs, only a mass of cloak-like darkness, and from its cloak a small creature came out, and a much larger one, the beings had a white, shell-like head with pincer-like horns, the smaller ones head was rounded aside from the pincer-horns, and the larger had a angular head, the shells were smooth aside from eye-holes carved in them revealing only darkness. the smaller ones body was shorter and wider (it were about 4ft) and the larger was lankier and narrow (roughly 12ft tall) then the void beings eyes opened, six angular eyes, no pupils, just a pure, glowing white
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