Yuri fell down that hole again, her sanity being relinquished to the Queen of the Summer Court. Tatiana has had her chains wrapped around the princess for a while, but now that Yuri has willingly given herself up, she knows she can do much more harm with her new vessel. She took her friend's body as well, the Archfey of the Night, Donn. She speared him with sunlight and bent his mind to serve her.
The abduction of the only daughter from the House of Weavers and the Acuito Druid, Oval, was just the start of a much larger and more complex story. As investigators delved deeper into the case, they uncovered a twisted plot that involved a new queen, whose beauty was marred by an underlying sense of revulsion. The situation was like an iceberg, with only the tip visible at first glance, but with so much more hidden beneath the surface.
Zenix, Oswald, Theren, Egregore, and many more have been affected, but this is a whole new level of demented joy that is meant to ruin their lives as well.
With her stealing children and now someone close to the material plane, she has poked nerves that she can never repair.
As if by some otherworldly force, you suddenly find yourselves transported to the heart of the Feywild. A place of great beauty and wonder, but now it's a shadow of its former self. The world around you is twisted and broken, the once vibrant colors now muted and dark. The air is thick with anger and rage, and the mists that once added an enchanting aura to the landscape now seem ominous and foreboding. It's as if the very essence of this place has been corrupted, creating a dark and disgusting world that you must now navigate.
Talbot manifests. 30 minutes until he has to meet with Tatiana. He conjures 5 Wraiths to spread out and search the area for him.
(I'm going to need CON saves for the Wraiths.)
*They're immune to being turned and cannot be controlled by anyone other than Talbot, assuming they survive long enough for that to come up*
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Each one of them is going to take 36 Radiant Damage as a burst of sunlight fills the area.
Talbot quietly removes his wraps. Each undead within 60ft of him regains 30 hit points, and each non-undead takes 30 necrotic damage. As the wraps come off, he reveals his true form: a gargantuan Atropal with four arms, allowed to fully mature due to the consumption of dead gods, plentiful as they are in Ravenloft.
Theren lands on the floor, his darkvision adjusting. "What in the hells?"
(Going to need a WIS save)
WIS: 19
Theren can see, what he thinks is, Lore and Oval out of the corner of his eyes, getting pulled into the forest and skewered with thorns.
"No no no no." he murmurs, rushing to them
(I am going to need a CON save now.)
CON: 22
*also can yeh check the wedding if this doesn't take up too much of your focus?*
*ack! Yep!*
He is going to take half of 34 Radiant damage as a sudden burst of sunlight fills the area.
*kk*
Theren falls back, screaming a bit.
When he looks back up, he can see a child-like version of him before it weeps openly as thorns pierce its veins, causing the child to fall to the ground, dying of blood loss.
Theren lands on the floor, his darkvision adjusting. "What in the hells?"
(Going to need a WIS save)
WIS: 19
Theren can see, what he thinks is, Lore and Oval out of the corner of his eyes, getting pulled into the forest and skewered with thorns.
"No no no no." he murmurs, rushing to them
(I am going to need a CON save now.)
CON: 22
*also can yeh check the wedding if this doesn't take up too much of your focus?*
*ack! Yep!*
He is going to take half of 34 Radiant damage as a sudden burst of sunlight fills the area.
*kk*
Theren falls back, screaming a bit.
When he looks back up, he can see a child-like version of him before it weeps openly as thorns pierce its veins, causing the child to fall to the ground, dying of blood loss.
"just die already. you know you should."
"It's not real." he mumbles. he continues to forge ahead, determined.
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Talbot manifests. 30 minutes until he has to meet with Tatiana. He conjures 5 Wraiths to spread out and search the area for him.
(I'm going to need CON saves for the Wraiths.)
*They're immune to being turned and cannot be controlled by anyone other than Talbot, assuming they survive long enough for that to come up*
1314191118
Each one of them is going to take 36 Radiant Damage as a burst of sunlight fills the area.
Talbot quietly removes his wraps. Each undead within 60ft of him regains 30 hit points, and each non-undead takes 30 necrotic damage. As the wraps come off, he reveals his true form: a gargantuan Atropal with four arms, allowed to fully mature due to the consumption of dead gods, plentiful as they are in Ravenloft.
(I am going to need two WIS saves and a CON save)
A child stands before, a little girl with long black hair and pale skin. The weaver's Child. She weeps "It hurts.. It hurts so much mister." She says and thorns spring from her wrists and veins, poking through her skin. She begins to choke on her own blood as vines covered in thorns protrude from her throat, climbing out through her mouth.
Theren lands on the floor, his darkvision adjusting. "What in the hells?"
(Going to need a WIS save)
WIS: 19
Theren can see, what he thinks is, Lore and Oval out of the corner of his eyes, getting pulled into the forest and skewered with thorns.
"No no no no." he murmurs, rushing to them
(I am going to need a CON save now.)
CON: 22
*also can yeh check the wedding if this doesn't take up too much of your focus?*
*ack! Yep!*
He is going to take half of 34 Radiant damage as a sudden burst of sunlight fills the area.
*kk*
Theren falls back, screaming a bit.
When he looks back up, he can see a child-like version of him before it weeps openly as thorns pierce its veins, causing the child to fall to the ground, dying of blood loss.
"just die already. you know you should."
"It's not real." he mumbles. he continues to forge ahead, determined.
(I am going to need three CON saves and a WIS save)
"How do you know Theren?.. I can see inside your mind."
Theren lands on the floor, his darkvision adjusting. "What in the hells?"
(Going to need a WIS save)
WIS: 19
Theren can see, what he thinks is, Lore and Oval out of the corner of his eyes, getting pulled into the forest and skewered with thorns.
"No no no no." he murmurs, rushing to them
(I am going to need a CON save now.)
CON: 22
*also can yeh check the wedding if this doesn't take up too much of your focus?*
*ack! Yep!*
He is going to take half of 34 Radiant damage as a sudden burst of sunlight fills the area.
*kk*
Theren falls back, screaming a bit.
When he looks back up, he can see a child-like version of him before it weeps openly as thorns pierce its veins, causing the child to fall to the ground, dying of blood loss.
"just die already. you know you should."
"It's not real." he mumbles. he continues to forge ahead, determined.
(I am going to need three CON saves and a WIS save)
"How do you know Theren?.. I can see inside your mind."
A voice counters her, the Nameless Gods. "SILENCE WITCH!"
CON: 232326
WIS: 21
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
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Yuri fell down that hole again, her sanity being relinquished to the Queen of the Summer Court. Tatiana has had her chains wrapped around the princess for a while, but now that Yuri has willingly given herself up, she knows she can do much more harm with her new vessel. She took her friend's body as well, the Archfey of the Night, Donn. She speared him with sunlight and bent his mind to serve her.
The abduction of the only daughter from the House of Weavers and the Acuito Druid, Oval, was just the start of a much larger and more complex story. As investigators delved deeper into the case, they uncovered a twisted plot that involved a new queen, whose beauty was marred by an underlying sense of revulsion. The situation was like an iceberg, with only the tip visible at first glance, but with so much more hidden beneath the surface.
Zenix, Oswald, Theren, Egregore, and many more have been affected, but this is a whole new level of demented joy that is meant to ruin their lives as well.
With her stealing children and now someone close to the material plane, she has poked nerves that she can never repair.
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As if by some otherworldly force, you suddenly find yourselves transported to the heart of the Feywild. A place of great beauty and wonder, but now it's a shadow of its former self. The world around you is twisted and broken, the once vibrant colors now muted and dark. The air is thick with anger and rage, and the mists that once added an enchanting aura to the landscape now seem ominous and foreboding. It's as if the very essence of this place has been corrupted, creating a dark and disgusting world that you must now navigate.
What do you do?
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
Talbot manifests. 30 minutes until he has to meet with Tatiana. He conjures 5 Wraiths to spread out and search the area for him.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Theren lands on the floor, his darkvision adjusting. "What in the hells?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
(I'm going to need CON saves for the Wraiths.)
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
(Going to need a WIS save)
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
WIS: 29
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*They're immune to being turned and cannot be controlled by anyone other than Talbot, assuming they survive long enough for that to come up*
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Theren can see, what he thinks is, Lore and Oval out of the corner of his eyes, getting pulled into the forest and skewered with thorns.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"No no no no." he murmurs, rushing to them
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Each one of them is going to take 31 Radiant Damage as a burst of sunlight fills the area.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
(I am going to need a CON save now.)
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
CON: 22
*also can yeh check the wedding if this doesn't take up too much of your focus?*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*ack! Yep!*
He is going to take half of 34 Radiant damage as a sudden burst of sunlight fills the area.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*kk*
Theren falls back, screaming a bit.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Talbot quietly removes his wraps. Each undead within 60ft of him regains 30 hit points, and each non-undead takes 30 necrotic damage. As the wraps come off, he reveals his true form: a gargantuan Atropal with four arms, allowed to fully mature due to the consumption of dead gods, plentiful as they are in Ravenloft.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
When he looks back up, he can see a child-like version of him before it weeps openly as thorns pierce its veins, causing the child to fall to the ground, dying of blood loss.
"just die already. you know you should."
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"It's not real." he mumbles. he continues to forge ahead, determined.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
(I am going to need two WIS saves and a CON save)
A child stands before, a little girl with long black hair and pale skin. The weaver's Child. She weeps "It hurts.. It hurts so much mister." She says and thorns spring from her wrists and veins, poking through her skin. She begins to choke on her own blood as vines covered in thorns protrude from her throat, climbing out through her mouth.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
(I am going to need three CON saves and a WIS save)
"How do you know Theren?.. I can see inside your mind."
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
A voice counters her, the Nameless Gods. "SILENCE WITCH!"
CON: 23 23 26
WIS: 21
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.