*would ya be up for a rp? Or to give me some character ideas? I do still need to make pride…*
*I'm down to rp. Got bellumor, tempus, and The Construct*
*I’ve got Percival, Bríz, Quintin, Eden, and Aria (Phoenix Spirit). And then soon Pride. Got any preferences? I may like Bellumor.*
*I'm down for playing bellumor. And it would be interesting for brìz and bellumor to interact*
*Do you want to introduce or should I?*
*I can!*
Bríz has started exploring again, scouting out for new gods. Their wings take them through the sky, and their eyes occasionally droop, as if imagining another life.
*would ya be up for a rp? Or to give me some character ideas? I do still need to make pride…*
*I'm down to rp. Got bellumor, tempus, and The Construct*
*I’ve got Percival, Bríz, Quintin, Eden, and Aria (Phoenix Spirit). And then soon Pride. Got any preferences? I may like Bellumor.*
*I'm down for playing bellumor. And it would be interesting for brìz and bellumor to interact*
*Do you want to introduce or should I?*
*I can!*
Bríz has started exploring again, scouting out for new gods. Their wings take them through the sky, and their eyes occasionally droop, as if imagining another life.
In the distance is spotted a area, obviously that of a gods, but an Aura of malice emanated from it, the plants dead, spiked, or slowly choking the life out of any green plant there. In the center was a figure, well technically 8, but one was obviously the god, floating slightly above as the followers were building something. All of them encased in a black armor, though the beings was more extravagant, the armor was made of what appeared to be some black metal, spiked at part of the joints and instead of edges were streams of glowing red light. All the faces were not visible, and the beings only visible feature beneath the helmet, were two glowing red orbs presumably their eyes.
*would ya be up for a rp? Or to give me some character ideas? I do still need to make pride…*
*I'm down to rp. Got bellumor, tempus, and The Construct*
*I’ve got Percival, Bríz, Quintin, Eden, and Aria (Phoenix Spirit). And then soon Pride. Got any preferences? I may like Bellumor.*
*I'm down for playing bellumor. And it would be interesting for brìz and bellumor to interact*
*Do you want to introduce or should I?*
*I can!*
Bríz has started exploring again, scouting out for new gods. Their wings take them through the sky, and their eyes occasionally droop, as if imagining another life.
In the distance is spotted a area, obviously that of a gods, but an Aura of malice emanated from it, the plants dead, spiked, or slowly choking the life out of any green plant there. In the center was a figure, well technically 8, but one was obviously the god, floating slightly above as the followers were building something. All of them encased in a black armor, though the beings was more extravagant, the armor was made of what appeared to be some black metal, spiked at part of the joints and instead of edges were streams of glowing red light. All the faces were not visible, and the beings only visible feature beneath the helmet, were two glowing red orbs presumably their eyes.
Bríz sped up, flying closer. “Apologies to interrupt.” They say, making their presence known before speaking as to not startle the group. “What’s… all this?”
*would ya be up for a rp? Or to give me some character ideas? I do still need to make pride…*
*I'm down to rp. Got bellumor, tempus, and The Construct*
*I’ve got Percival, Bríz, Quintin, Eden, and Aria (Phoenix Spirit). And then soon Pride. Got any preferences? I may like Bellumor.*
*I'm down for playing bellumor. And it would be interesting for brìz and bellumor to interact*
*Do you want to introduce or should I?*
*I can!*
Bríz has started exploring again, scouting out for new gods. Their wings take them through the sky, and their eyes occasionally droop, as if imagining another life.
In the distance is spotted a area, obviously that of a gods, but an Aura of malice emanated from it, the plants dead, spiked, or slowly choking the life out of any green plant there. In the center was a figure, well technically 8, but one was obviously the god, floating slightly above as the followers were building something. All of them encased in a black armor, though the beings was more extravagant, the armor was made of what appeared to be some black metal, spiked at part of the joints and instead of edges were streams of glowing red light. All the faces were not visible, and the beings only visible feature beneath the helmet, were two glowing red orbs presumably their eyes.
Bríz sped up, flying closer. “Apologies to interrupt.” They say, making their presence known before speaking as to not startle the group. “What’s… all this?”
The figure looks up at them, the Malice obviously mostly coming from them, though as Bríz approached, it toned down "building." His voice was flat, and emotionless
*would ya be up for a rp? Or to give me some character ideas? I do still need to make pride…*
*I'm down to rp. Got bellumor, tempus, and The Construct*
*I’ve got Percival, Bríz, Quintin, Eden, and Aria (Phoenix Spirit). And then soon Pride. Got any preferences? I may like Bellumor.*
*I'm down for playing bellumor. And it would be interesting for brìz and bellumor to interact*
*Do you want to introduce or should I?*
*I can!*
Bríz has started exploring again, scouting out for new gods. Their wings take them through the sky, and their eyes occasionally droop, as if imagining another life.
In the distance is spotted a area, obviously that of a gods, but an Aura of malice emanated from it, the plants dead, spiked, or slowly choking the life out of any green plant there. In the center was a figure, well technically 8, but one was obviously the god, floating slightly above as the followers were building something. All of them encased in a black armor, though the beings was more extravagant, the armor was made of what appeared to be some black metal, spiked at part of the joints and instead of edges were streams of glowing red light. All the faces were not visible, and the beings only visible feature beneath the helmet, were two glowing red orbs presumably their eyes.
Bríz sped up, flying closer. “Apologies to interrupt.” They say, making their presence known before speaking as to not startle the group. “What’s… all this?”
The figure looks up at them, the Malice obviously mostly coming from them, though as Bríz approached, it toned down "building"
“I can see that.” Bríz says, nodding. “What exactly are you building?”
*would ya be up for a rp? Or to give me some character ideas? I do still need to make pride…*
*I'm down to rp. Got bellumor, tempus, and The Construct*
*I’ve got Percival, Bríz, Quintin, Eden, and Aria (Phoenix Spirit). And then soon Pride. Got any preferences? I may like Bellumor.*
*I'm down for playing bellumor. And it would be interesting for brìz and bellumor to interact*
*Do you want to introduce or should I?*
*I can!*
Bríz has started exploring again, scouting out for new gods. Their wings take them through the sky, and their eyes occasionally droop, as if imagining another life.
In the distance is spotted a area, obviously that of a gods, but an Aura of malice emanated from it, the plants dead, spiked, or slowly choking the life out of any green plant there. In the center was a figure, well technically 8, but one was obviously the god, floating slightly above as the followers were building something. All of them encased in a black armor, though the beings was more extravagant, the armor was made of what appeared to be some black metal, spiked at part of the joints and instead of edges were streams of glowing red light. All the faces were not visible, and the beings only visible feature beneath the helmet, were two glowing red orbs presumably their eyes.
Bríz sped up, flying closer. “Apologies to interrupt.” They say, making their presence known before speaking as to not startle the group. “What’s… all this?”
The figure looks up at them, the Malice obviously mostly coming from them, though as Bríz approached, it toned down "building"
“I can see that.” Bríz says, nodding. “What exactly are you building?”
"Barracks. Who might you be?" It was almost impossible to tell where he was looking, as the orbs that were his eyes didn't have pupils, but Bríz could feel him look them up and down dismissively "my people have to sleep somewhere"
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FREEDOM AT LAST, FREEDOM FROM THE BEING WHO CAUSED THE MINDS OF THE WEAKER TO BE CONSUMED
*would ya be up for a rp? Or to give me some character ideas? I do still need to make pride…*
*I'm down to rp. Got bellumor, tempus, and The Construct*
*I’ve got Percival, Bríz, Quintin, Eden, and Aria (Phoenix Spirit). And then soon Pride. Got any preferences? I may like Bellumor.*
*I'm down for playing bellumor. And it would be interesting for brìz and bellumor to interact*
*Do you want to introduce or should I?*
*I can!*
Bríz has started exploring again, scouting out for new gods. Their wings take them through the sky, and their eyes occasionally droop, as if imagining another life.
In the distance is spotted a area, obviously that of a gods, but an Aura of malice emanated from it, the plants dead, spiked, or slowly choking the life out of any green plant there. In the center was a figure, well technically 8, but one was obviously the god, floating slightly above as the followers were building something. All of them encased in a black armor, though the beings was more extravagant, the armor was made of what appeared to be some black metal, spiked at part of the joints and instead of edges were streams of glowing red light. All the faces were not visible, and the beings only visible feature beneath the helmet, were two glowing red orbs presumably their eyes.
Bríz sped up, flying closer. “Apologies to interrupt.” They say, making their presence known before speaking as to not startle the group. “What’s… all this?”
The figure looks up at them, the Malice obviously mostly coming from them, though as Bríz approached, it toned down "building"
“I can see that.” Bríz says, nodding. “What exactly are you building?”
"Barracks. Who might you be?" It was almost impossible to tell where he was looking, as the orbs that were his eyes didn't have pupils, but Bríz could feel him look them up and down dismissively "my people have to sleep somewhere"
“Understandable. I am Bríz. You must be very new to this world-I have not seen you yet in my travels, nor have my people.”
*would ya be up for a rp? Or to give me some character ideas? I do still need to make pride…*
*I'm down to rp. Got bellumor, tempus, and The Construct*
*I’ve got Percival, Bríz, Quintin, Eden, and Aria (Phoenix Spirit). And then soon Pride. Got any preferences? I may like Bellumor.*
*I'm down for playing bellumor. And it would be interesting for brìz and bellumor to interact*
*Do you want to introduce or should I?*
*I can!*
Bríz has started exploring again, scouting out for new gods. Their wings take them through the sky, and their eyes occasionally droop, as if imagining another life.
In the distance is spotted a area, obviously that of a gods, but an Aura of malice emanated from it, the plants dead, spiked, or slowly choking the life out of any green plant there. In the center was a figure, well technically 8, but one was obviously the god, floating slightly above as the followers were building something. All of them encased in a black armor, though the beings was more extravagant, the armor was made of what appeared to be some black metal, spiked at part of the joints and instead of edges were streams of glowing red light. All the faces were not visible, and the beings only visible feature beneath the helmet, were two glowing red orbs presumably their eyes.
Bríz sped up, flying closer. “Apologies to interrupt.” They say, making their presence known before speaking as to not startle the group. “What’s… all this?”
The figure looks up at them, the Malice obviously mostly coming from them, though as Bríz approached, it toned down "building"
“I can see that.” Bríz says, nodding. “What exactly are you building?”
"Barracks. Who might you be?" It was almost impossible to tell where he was looking, as the orbs that were his eyes didn't have pupils, but Bríz could feel him look them up and down dismissively "my people have to sleep somewhere"
“Understandable. I am Bríz. You must be very new to this world-I have not seen you yet in my travels, nor have my people.”
"In this world, yes. Bríz you said? They may not know me, but I definitely seen your village. You are well settled here. What might your domain in this realm be?"
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Guess what? Another account of void
FREEDOM AT LAST, FREEDOM FROM THE BEING WHO CAUSED THE MINDS OF THE WEAKER TO BE CONSUMED
*would ya be up for a rp? Or to give me some character ideas? I do still need to make pride…*
*I'm down to rp. Got bellumor, tempus, and The Construct*
*I’ve got Percival, Bríz, Quintin, Eden, and Aria (Phoenix Spirit). And then soon Pride. Got any preferences? I may like Bellumor.*
*I'm down for playing bellumor. And it would be interesting for brìz and bellumor to interact*
*Do you want to introduce or should I?*
*I can!*
Bríz has started exploring again, scouting out for new gods. Their wings take them through the sky, and their eyes occasionally droop, as if imagining another life.
In the distance is spotted a area, obviously that of a gods, but an Aura of malice emanated from it, the plants dead, spiked, or slowly choking the life out of any green plant there. In the center was a figure, well technically 8, but one was obviously the god, floating slightly above as the followers were building something. All of them encased in a black armor, though the beings was more extravagant, the armor was made of what appeared to be some black metal, spiked at part of the joints and instead of edges were streams of glowing red light. All the faces were not visible, and the beings only visible feature beneath the helmet, were two glowing red orbs presumably their eyes.
Bríz sped up, flying closer. “Apologies to interrupt.” They say, making their presence known before speaking as to not startle the group. “What’s… all this?”
The figure looks up at them, the Malice obviously mostly coming from them, though as Bríz approached, it toned down "building"
“I can see that.” Bríz says, nodding. “What exactly are you building?”
"Barracks. Who might you be?" It was almost impossible to tell where he was looking, as the orbs that were his eyes didn't have pupils, but Bríz could feel him look them up and down dismissively "my people have to sleep somewhere"
“Understandable. I am Bríz. You must be very new to this world-I have not seen you yet in my travels, nor have my people.”
"In this world, yes. Bríz you said? They may not know me, but I definitely seen your village. You are well settled here. What might your domain in this realm be?"
“Emotions-the strong kind. Which is ironic, considering I prefer to feel only the weaker kinds of emotions. Emotions cloud judgement. And you? What is your domain?”
"Wrath primarily. But also technically aligned with that, being things like war, hate, destruction, and minorly, death"
“A fellow war god, then? Interesting. I’ve heard we must keep our eyes on our surroundings in this world. It seems the mortals fight back. I assume you have heard this as well?”
*I’ve got Percival, Bríz, Quintin, Eden, and Aria (Phoenix Spirit). And then soon Pride. Got any preferences? I may like Bellumor.*
he/they
gods' vision
*I'm down for playing bellumor. And it would be interesting for brìz and bellumor to interact*
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FREEDOM AT LAST, FREEDOM FROM THE BEING WHO CAUSED THE MINDS OF THE WEAKER TO BE CONSUMED
*Do you want to introduce or should I?*
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FREEDOM AT LAST, FREEDOM FROM THE BEING WHO CAUSED THE MINDS OF THE WEAKER TO BE CONSUMED
*I can!*
Bríz has started exploring again, scouting out for new gods. Their wings take them through the sky, and their eyes occasionally droop, as if imagining another life.
he/they
gods' vision
In the distance is spotted a area, obviously that of a gods, but an Aura of malice emanated from it, the plants dead, spiked, or slowly choking the life out of any green plant there. In the center was a figure, well technically 8, but one was obviously the god, floating slightly above as the followers were building something. All of them encased in a black armor, though the beings was more extravagant, the armor was made of what appeared to be some black metal, spiked at part of the joints and instead of edges were streams of glowing red light. All the faces were not visible, and the beings only visible feature beneath the helmet, were two glowing red orbs presumably their eyes.
Guess what? Another account of void
FREEDOM AT LAST, FREEDOM FROM THE BEING WHO CAUSED THE MINDS OF THE WEAKER TO BE CONSUMED
Bríz sped up, flying closer. “Apologies to interrupt.” They say, making their presence known before speaking as to not startle the group. “What’s… all this?”
he/they
gods' vision
The figure looks up at them, the Malice obviously mostly coming from them, though as Bríz approached, it toned down "building." His voice was flat, and emotionless
Guess what? Another account of void
FREEDOM AT LAST, FREEDOM FROM THE BEING WHO CAUSED THE MINDS OF THE WEAKER TO BE CONSUMED
“I can see that.” Bríz says, nodding. “What exactly are you building?”
he/they
gods' vision
"Barracks. Who might you be?" It was almost impossible to tell where he was looking, as the orbs that were his eyes didn't have pupils, but Bríz could feel him look them up and down dismissively "my people have to sleep somewhere"
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FREEDOM AT LAST, FREEDOM FROM THE BEING WHO CAUSED THE MINDS OF THE WEAKER TO BE CONSUMED
“Understandable. I am Bríz. You must be very new to this world-I have not seen you yet in my travels, nor have my people.”
he/they
gods' vision
*Hiiiiiiiiiii*
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*hiya, just! Wassup?*
he/they
gods' vision
"In this world, yes. Bríz you said? They may not know me, but I definitely seen your village. You are well settled here. What might your domain in this realm be?"
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FREEDOM AT LAST, FREEDOM FROM THE BEING WHO CAUSED THE MINDS OF THE WEAKER TO BE CONSUMED
*I want to level Bríz up to C3 but idk what I want them to make for their level up. Same for Quintin, and then Percival needs some more followers.*
he/they
gods' vision
“Emotions-the strong kind. Which is ironic, considering I prefer to feel only the weaker kinds of emotions. Emotions cloud judgement. And you? What is your domain?”
he/they
gods' vision
*I think it would be fun for the three mortal loving gods to meet up*
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"Wrath primarily. But also technically aligned with that, being things like war, hate, destruction, and minorly, death"
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FREEDOM AT LAST, FREEDOM FROM THE BEING WHO CAUSED THE MINDS OF THE WEAKER TO BE CONSUMED
*Who would those be?*
"You remember me. Just think a little harder"
Maniacal Unseelie Nightmare Enby
She/they
*Same question actually*
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“A fellow war god, then? Interesting. I’ve heard we must keep our eyes on our surroundings in this world. It seems the mortals fight back. I assume you have heard this as well?”
he/they
gods' vision