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!
*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
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
*just bumping so captain can see this later when they return*
*Oh, weird. It showed as d6s when I checked it out. Sorry bout dat.*
*It also shows as having rolled 7 of them. DDB does that sometimes with the dice roller.*
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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!
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?*
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!
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
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!
*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?"
"Samir. And yours?"
"Naïma. Where you goin'?"
"Well... Nowhere much. Looking for others. I used to be part of a group, but I got sick of their tendencies and our creator god." He sighs. "I'm really confused, ya know. The world is massive, and so... lifeless. I wonder why they chose to make gods who would waste their power on followers and storms, when someone like me could populate the continent."
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?*
*Well that was a massive fail. Unable to find the sentries, Bríz's warriors enter the forest and begin to set traps, some aimed to kill, some aimed to catch.*
"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."
"Alright. Thank you."
She closes her eyes, taking a deep breath, before holding out one hand. A solid black scythe materializes in her hands, blending into the surrounding darkness, and she cuts the surrounding air. The cut swells up, and the Child is pushed through the rift, and falls to the ground, before stumbling to their feet.
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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!
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?*
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 that was a massive fail. Unable to find the sentries, Bríz's warriors enter the forest and begin to set traps, some aimed to kill, some aimed to catch.*
*A couple of the sentries run back to Ren and warn her. Ren will begin waiting, watching, to see what will happen.*
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!
"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."
"Alright. Thank you."
She closes her eyes, taking a deep breath, before holding out one hand. A solid black scythe materializes in her hands, blending into the surrounding darkness, and she cuts the surrounding air. The cut swells up, and the Child is pushed through the rift, and falls to the ground, before stumbling to their feet.
*Well that was a massive fail. Unable to find the sentries, Bríz's warriors enter the forest and begin to set traps, some aimed to kill, some aimed to catch.*
*A couple of the sentries run back to Ren and warn her. Ren will begin waiting, watching, to see what will happen.*
The warriors collect resources-berries and wood-from the forest, but after finding not a single animal, they leave. Feel free to intercept.
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
Ren looks up and nods. "Hallo."
"Hello. Do I have the pleasure of speaking to the Creator of this forest?"
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 that was a massive fail. Unable to find the sentries, Bríz's warriors enter the forest and begin to set traps, some aimed to kill, some aimed to catch.*
*A couple of the sentries run back to Ren and warn her. Ren will begin waiting, watching, to see what will happen.*
The warriors collect resources-berries and wood-from the forest, but after finding not a single animal, they leave. Feel free to intercept.
Ren will wait and watch for now. The berries and wood are theirs to take.
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!
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*Both are gonna level up then*
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!
*It's d4s btw 🙂↕️*
he/they. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
*I did d4s*
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!
"Naïma. Where you goin'?"
"You remember me. Just think a little harder"
Maniacal Unseelie Nightmare Enby
*just bumping so captain can see this later when they return*
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
*Oh, weird. It showed as d6s when I checked it out. Sorry bout dat.*
he/they. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
*It also shows as having rolled 7 of them. DDB does that sometimes with the dice roller.*
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 did. 17.*
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!Ren looks up and nods. "Hallo."
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... Nowhere much. Looking for others. I used to be part of a group, but I got sick of their tendencies and our creator god." He sighs. "I'm really confused, ya know. The world is massive, and so... lifeless. I wonder why they chose to make gods who would waste their power on followers and storms, when someone like me could populate the continent."
he/they. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
Perception: 7
he/they. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
*Well that was a massive fail. Unable to find the sentries, Bríz's warriors enter the forest and begin to set traps, some aimed to kill, some aimed to catch.*
he/they. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
She closes her eyes, taking a deep breath, before holding out one hand. A solid black scythe materializes in her hands, blending into the surrounding darkness, and she cuts the surrounding air. The cut swells up, and the Child is pushed through the rift, and falls to the ground, before stumbling to their feet.
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!
*Lol. Out of sight, out of mind.*
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!*A couple of the sentries run back to Ren and warn her. Ren will begin waiting, watching, to see what will happen.*
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!"That was dramatic..."
he/they. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
The warriors collect resources-berries and wood-from the forest, but after finding not a single animal, they leave. Feel free to intercept.
he/they. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend.
"Hello. Do I have the pleasure of speaking to the Creator of this forest?"
"You remember me. Just think a little harder"
Maniacal Unseelie Nightmare Enby
*Rolling creation points for td and yesterday: 3 and 1.*
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!Ren will wait and watch for now. The berries and wood are theirs to take.
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!