*Appears in front of the gooses, floating upside down like Casey.*
”What’s the hut’s number?”
“Number 666, surrounded by a fence made of human bones, suspended on giant chicken legs, smells strongly of soup and broken promises. Door is locked to everyone but the witch and her family members. Her family members include her adopted daughter Vasalissa, as well as her grandson, Mr. Asmodeus.”
“Yep. Asmodeus. That’s me.”
“Alrighty, you should find the hut in the middle of the dark woods. At this time of dusk, the witch is hunting for wicked little children to cook into a stew.”
“Oh yeah, that makes sense. Good old grandma.”
*teleports to the hut.*
The hut has one closed door and one window with the shutters closed. It’s constantly spinning as the chicken legged hut is stomping around and spinning, dancing. It’s surrounded by geese, including the one that called you. Next to a wooden brewing station set up outside is a broom that’s sweeping away the dirt on the ground.
(what are we doing lol)
“jebwhxbwodbwnaoqbrbqi”
(Btw I fleshed out my traveling circus encounter)
*this just goes to show how weirdly prepared I am to run a Baba Yaga encounter*
The Witch flies back into the yard with her mortar and pestle, Landing next to you. She looks at you expectantly.
“If you want to know how I ride on a mortar and pestle, you need to give me something. Men and gods alike fear my power, my secrets are not simply something I tell.”
*Appears in front of the gooses, floating upside down like Casey.*
”What’s the hut’s number?”
“Number 666, surrounded by a fence made of human bones, suspended on giant chicken legs, smells strongly of soup and broken promises. Door is locked to everyone but the witch and her family members. Her family members include her adopted daughter Vasalissa, as well as her grandson, Mr. Asmodeus.”
“Yep. Asmodeus. That’s me.”
“Alrighty, you should find the hut in the middle of the dark woods. At this time of dusk, the witch is hunting for wicked little children to cook into a stew.”
“Oh yeah, that makes sense. Good old grandma.”
*teleports to the hut.*
The hut has one closed door and one window with the shutters closed. It’s constantly spinning as the chicken legged hut is stomping around and spinning, dancing. It’s surrounded by geese, including the one that called you. Next to a wooden brewing station set up outside is a broom that’s sweeping away the dirt on the ground.
(what are we doing lol)
“jebwhxbwodbwnaoqbrbqi”
(Btw I fleshed out my traveling circus encounter)
*this just goes to show how weirdly prepared I am to run a Baba Yaga encounter*
The Witch flies back into the yard with her mortar and pestle, Landing next to you. She looks at you expectantly.
“If you want to know how I ride on a mortar and pestle, you need to give me something. Men and gods alike fear my power, my secrets are not simply something I tell.”
*ooh shareG
*PM to share?*
”Uhhh. I can tell you how to make really good fried eggs.”
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My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
*Appears in front of the gooses, floating upside down like Casey.*
”What’s the hut’s number?”
“Number 666, surrounded by a fence made of human bones, suspended on giant chicken legs, smells strongly of soup and broken promises. Door is locked to everyone but the witch and her family members. Her family members include her adopted daughter Vasalissa, as well as her grandson, Mr. Asmodeus.”
“Yep. Asmodeus. That’s me.”
“Alrighty, you should find the hut in the middle of the dark woods. At this time of dusk, the witch is hunting for wicked little children to cook into a stew.”
“Oh yeah, that makes sense. Good old grandma.”
*teleports to the hut.*
The hut has one closed door and one window with the shutters closed. It’s constantly spinning as the chicken legged hut is stomping around and spinning, dancing. It’s surrounded by geese, including the one that called you. Next to a wooden brewing station set up outside is a broom that’s sweeping away the dirt on the ground.
(what are we doing lol)
“jebwhxbwodbwnaoqbrbqi”
(Btw I fleshed out my traveling circus encounter)
*this just goes to show how weirdly prepared I am to run a Baba Yaga encounter*
The Witch flies back into the yard with her mortar and pestle, Landing next to you. She looks at you expectantly.
“If you want to know how I ride on a mortar and pestle, you need to give me something. Men and gods alike fear my power, my secrets are not simply something I tell.”
*ooh shareG
*PM to share?*
”Uhhh. I can tell you how to make really good fried eggs.”
“Oohohhoooh yes a worthy secret indeed!” She snaps her fingers and leads you up into the cabin and to the kitchen.
*Appears in front of the gooses, floating upside down like Casey.*
”What’s the hut’s number?”
“Number 666, surrounded by a fence made of human bones, suspended on giant chicken legs, smells strongly of soup and broken promises. Door is locked to everyone but the witch and her family members. Her family members include her adopted daughter Vasalissa, as well as her grandson, Mr. Asmodeus.”
“Yep. Asmodeus. That’s me.”
“Alrighty, you should find the hut in the middle of the dark woods. At this time of dusk, the witch is hunting for wicked little children to cook into a stew.”
“Oh yeah, that makes sense. Good old grandma.”
*teleports to the hut.*
The hut has one closed door and one window with the shutters closed. It’s constantly spinning as the chicken legged hut is stomping around and spinning, dancing. It’s surrounded by geese, including the one that called you. Next to a wooden brewing station set up outside is a broom that’s sweeping away the dirt on the ground.
(what are we doing lol)
“jebwhxbwodbwnaoqbrbqi”
(Btw I fleshed out my traveling circus encounter)
*this just goes to show how weirdly prepared I am to run a Baba Yaga encounter*
The Witch flies back into the yard with her mortar and pestle, Landing next to you. She looks at you expectantly.
“If you want to know how I ride on a mortar and pestle, you need to give me something. Men and gods alike fear my power, my secrets are not simply something I tell.”
*ooh shareG
*PM to share?*
”Uhhh. I can tell you how to make really good fried eggs.”
“Oohohhoooh yes a worthy secret indeed!” She snaps her fingers and leads you up into the cabin and to the kitchen.
”teach.”
*and yes*
“Okay, ya wanna use a small non-stick pan, but you’re still gonna use butter anyway. Let that heat up on high heat for a little, but not so high that the butter starts to spit. Then crack your egg into the pan and let it start to turn white, then you season it with pink Himalayan salt, pepper, chile powder, and cumin. Let the bottom get nice and crispy, but notice how the yolk still hadn’t really cooked. What ya wanna do now is add a splash of water directly onto the pan, then cover it for around 45 seconds, depending how you like your yolk. I like it runny. After that, you’re done.”
He does all of these steps and produces a crispy fried egg with a steamed yolk and a kick from the chile powder. You’d be surprised how often 14 year old north carolinians make fried eggs.
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My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
*Appears in front of the gooses, floating upside down like Casey.*
”What’s the hut’s number?”
“Number 666, surrounded by a fence made of human bones, suspended on giant chicken legs, smells strongly of soup and broken promises. Door is locked to everyone but the witch and her family members. Her family members include her adopted daughter Vasalissa, as well as her grandson, Mr. Asmodeus.”
“Yep. Asmodeus. That’s me.”
“Alrighty, you should find the hut in the middle of the dark woods. At this time of dusk, the witch is hunting for wicked little children to cook into a stew.”
“Oh yeah, that makes sense. Good old grandma.”
*teleports to the hut.*
The hut has one closed door and one window with the shutters closed. It’s constantly spinning as the chicken legged hut is stomping around and spinning, dancing. It’s surrounded by geese, including the one that called you. Next to a wooden brewing station set up outside is a broom that’s sweeping away the dirt on the ground.
(what are we doing lol)
“jebwhxbwodbwnaoqbrbqi”
(Btw I fleshed out my traveling circus encounter)
*this just goes to show how weirdly prepared I am to run a Baba Yaga encounter*
The Witch flies back into the yard with her mortar and pestle, Landing next to you. She looks at you expectantly.
“If you want to know how I ride on a mortar and pestle, you need to give me something. Men and gods alike fear my power, my secrets are not simply something I tell.”
*ooh shareG
*PM to share?*
”Uhhh. I can tell you how to make really good fried eggs.”
“Oohohhoooh yes a worthy secret indeed!” She snaps her fingers and leads you up into the cabin and to the kitchen.
”teach.”
*and yes*
“Okay, ya wanna use a small non-stick pan, but you’re still gonna use butter anyway. Let that heat up on high heat for a little, but not so high that the butter starts to spit. Then crack your egg into the pan and let it start to turn white, then you season it with pink Himalayan salt, pepper, chile powder, and cumin. Let the bottom get nice and crispy, but notice how the yolk still hadn’t really cooked. What ya wanna do now is add a splash of water directly onto the pan, then cover it for around 45 seconds, depending how you like your yolk. I like it runny. After that, you’re done.”
He does all of these steps and produces a crispy fried egg with a steamed yolk and a kick from the chile powder. You’d be surprised how often 14 year old north carolinians make fried eggs.
“Mmmmm… yes good. Thank you for this, I shall now tell you the secret of how I ride a mortar and pestle.” She leans in close and whispers something into your ear.
*Appears in front of the gooses, floating upside down like Casey.*
”What’s the hut’s number?”
“Number 666, surrounded by a fence made of human bones, suspended on giant chicken legs, smells strongly of soup and broken promises. Door is locked to everyone but the witch and her family members. Her family members include her adopted daughter Vasalissa, as well as her grandson, Mr. Asmodeus.”
“Yep. Asmodeus. That’s me.”
“Alrighty, you should find the hut in the middle of the dark woods. At this time of dusk, the witch is hunting for wicked little children to cook into a stew.”
“Oh yeah, that makes sense. Good old grandma.”
*teleports to the hut.*
The hut has one closed door and one window with the shutters closed. It’s constantly spinning as the chicken legged hut is stomping around and spinning, dancing. It’s surrounded by geese, including the one that called you. Next to a wooden brewing station set up outside is a broom that’s sweeping away the dirt on the ground.
(what are we doing lol)
“jebwhxbwodbwnaoqbrbqi”
(Btw I fleshed out my traveling circus encounter)
*this just goes to show how weirdly prepared I am to run a Baba Yaga encounter*
The Witch flies back into the yard with her mortar and pestle, Landing next to you. She looks at you expectantly.
“If you want to know how I ride on a mortar and pestle, you need to give me something. Men and gods alike fear my power, my secrets are not simply something I tell.”
*ooh shareG
*PM to share?*
”Uhhh. I can tell you how to make really good fried eggs.”
“Oohohhoooh yes a worthy secret indeed!” She snaps her fingers and leads you up into the cabin and to the kitchen.
”teach.”
*and yes*
“Okay, ya wanna use a small non-stick pan, but you’re still gonna use butter anyway. Let that heat up on high heat for a little, but not so high that the butter starts to spit. Then crack your egg into the pan and let it start to turn white, then you season it with pink Himalayan salt, pepper, chile powder, and cumin. Let the bottom get nice and crispy, but notice how the yolk still hadn’t really cooked. What ya wanna do now is add a splash of water directly onto the pan, then cover it for around 45 seconds, depending how you like your yolk. I like it runny. After that, you’re done.”
He does all of these steps and produces a crispy fried egg with a steamed yolk and a kick from the chile powder. You’d be surprised how often 14 year old north carolinians make fried eggs.
“Mmmmm… yes good. Thank you for this, I shall now tell you the secret of how I ride a mortar and pestle.” She leans in close and whispers something into your ear.
”I’m a witch, I’m magic.”
He whispers back in her ear.
”I’m a teenager.”
He then spawns a keytar and hits her with a Brad from Despicable Me 3 move.
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My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
*Appears in front of the gooses, floating upside down like Casey.*
”What’s the hut’s number?”
“Number 666, surrounded by a fence made of human bones, suspended on giant chicken legs, smells strongly of soup and broken promises. Door is locked to everyone but the witch and her family members. Her family members include her adopted daughter Vasalissa, as well as her grandson, Mr. Asmodeus.”
“Yep. Asmodeus. That’s me.”
“Alrighty, you should find the hut in the middle of the dark woods. At this time of dusk, the witch is hunting for wicked little children to cook into a stew.”
“Oh yeah, that makes sense. Good old grandma.”
*teleports to the hut.*
The hut has one closed door and one window with the shutters closed. It’s constantly spinning as the chicken legged hut is stomping around and spinning, dancing. It’s surrounded by geese, including the one that called you. Next to a wooden brewing station set up outside is a broom that’s sweeping away the dirt on the ground.
(what are we doing lol)
“jebwhxbwodbwnaoqbrbqi”
(Btw I fleshed out my traveling circus encounter)
*this just goes to show how weirdly prepared I am to run a Baba Yaga encounter*
The Witch flies back into the yard with her mortar and pestle, Landing next to you. She looks at you expectantly.
“If you want to know how I ride on a mortar and pestle, you need to give me something. Men and gods alike fear my power, my secrets are not simply something I tell.”
*ooh shareG
*PM to share?*
”Uhhh. I can tell you how to make really good fried eggs.”
“Oohohhoooh yes a worthy secret indeed!” She snaps her fingers and leads you up into the cabin and to the kitchen.
”teach.”
*and yes*
“Okay, ya wanna use a small non-stick pan, but you’re still gonna use butter anyway. Let that heat up on high heat for a little, but not so high that the butter starts to spit. Then crack your egg into the pan and let it start to turn white, then you season it with pink Himalayan salt, pepper, chile powder, and cumin. Let the bottom get nice and crispy, but notice how the yolk still hadn’t really cooked. What ya wanna do now is add a splash of water directly onto the pan, then cover it for around 45 seconds, depending how you like your yolk. I like it runny. After that, you’re done.”
He does all of these steps and produces a crispy fried egg with a steamed yolk and a kick from the chile powder. You’d be surprised how often 14 year old north carolinians make fried eggs.
“Mmmmm… yes good. Thank you for this, I shall now tell you the secret of how I ride a mortar and pestle.” She leans in close and whispers something into your ear.
”I’m a witch, I’m magic.”
He whispers back in her ear.
”I’m a teenager.”
He then spawns a keytar and hits her with a Brad from Despicable Me 3 move.
“AHH NO MY ONLY WEAKNESS, OBNOXIOUSLY LOUD MUSIC!” *flies away in mortar and pestle(
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
Now I really kinda just want to run a combat encounter with Baba Yaga.
Can I play as John Wick, who is also known as Baba Yaga?
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My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
Now I really kinda just want to run a combat encounter with Baba Yaga.
Can I play as John Wick, who is also known as Baba Yaga?
If you can find a statblock for him that is around CR 20.
I mean…he’s John Wick. Man killed 140 people in his latest movie.
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My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
Anyway Ima go to sleep. Hopefully. Catch you guys later.
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My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
*this just goes to show how weirdly prepared I am to run a Baba Yaga encounter*
The Witch flies back into the yard with her mortar and pestle, Landing next to you. She looks at you expectantly.
“If you want to know how I ride on a mortar and pestle, you need to give me something. Men and gods alike fear my power, my secrets are not simply something I tell.”
*ooh shareG
*PM to share?*
”Uhhh. I can tell you how to make really good fried eggs.”
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
“Oohohhoooh yes a worthy secret indeed!” She snaps her fingers and leads you up into the cabin and to the kitchen.
”teach.”
*and yes*
“Okay, ya wanna use a small non-stick pan, but you’re still gonna use butter anyway. Let that heat up on high heat for a little, but not so high that the butter starts to spit. Then crack your egg into the pan and let it start to turn white, then you season it with pink Himalayan salt, pepper, chile powder, and cumin. Let the bottom get nice and crispy, but notice how the yolk still hadn’t really cooked. What ya wanna do now is add a splash of water directly onto the pan, then cover it for around 45 seconds, depending how you like your yolk. I like it runny. After that, you’re done.”
He does all of these steps and produces a crispy fried egg with a steamed yolk and a kick from the chile powder. You’d be surprised how often 14 year old north carolinians make fried eggs.
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
“Mmmmm… yes good. Thank you for this, I shall now tell you the secret of how I ride a mortar and pestle.” She leans in close and whispers something into your ear.
”I’m a witch, I’m magic.”
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He whispers back in her ear.
”I’m a teenager.”
He then spawns a keytar and hits her with a Brad from Despicable Me 3 move.
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
“AHH NO MY ONLY WEAKNESS, OBNOXIOUSLY LOUD MUSIC!” *flies away in mortar and pestle(
The ✨lore✨ has been sent
He eats the fried egg.
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
The chicken hut spits you out.
“aaaaaaaaaa”
splat
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
Well that was chaotic.
chaomanotic.
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
Now I really kinda just want to run a combat encounter with Baba Yaga.
Can I play as John Wick, who is also known as Baba Yaga?
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
If you can find a statblock for him that is around CR 20.
I mean…he’s John Wick. Man killed 140 people in his latest movie.
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
Oh look, I found one.
https://www.dndbeyond.com/monsters/2783279-john-wick
Yep. That looks about right.
Anyway Ima go to sleep. Hopefully. Catch you guys later.
My name’s Gradius, this is my second account :P I love Hollow Knight and I have been on ddb for a while. Come rp with me anytime! It is my purpose. My title that was given to me by Drummer is…SPIRIT OF THE WEST, GUARDIAN OF THE HOLLOWS.
No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering. Born of God and Void.
TRON LIVES
Alrighty, good night!