What about the other route of "I see dead people", followed by instantly beheading the people in front of you? ;3
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Xalt set the max to 8 before things get competitive. That being said, there’s only been three (?) CSes posted so far, so it’s not like you’re late.
Yeah, no problemo. If you wanted to avoid AI artwork, I’d recommend going to either safebooru or danbooru instead. Much more robust tags at play and includes properly sourced images in most cases.
Of course, it’s purely anime art there.
Of course, it’s purely anime art there.
@LupusIntus FYI, if you wanted to source your pic, you may as well dig a bit to source the artist instead.
Eya go.
Eya go.
The Wizard to Farmhand pipeline is the same as the Software Engineer to Construction Worker pipeline.
Here. Have your steak well-done.
To note, the red overlay indicates where the flames are, but doesn't necessarily mean that the entire district is a lake of hellfire. It is a bad situation though.
To note, the red overlay indicates where the flames are, but doesn't necessarily mean that the entire district is a lake of hellfire. It is a bad situation though.
The Clandestine
The winds blew northerly that day.
Blue skies promised better days, even when things seemed to only be getting worse. The marks of the dragon, of the interrupted execution, remained on people’s minds, even as they busied themselves with the pulling of the nets, the gutting of the fish, the transportation of goods off merchant vessels. Makeshift stalls crowded the paved, slippery streets, hawkers working to feed themselves off of the food they sold, while better-dressed folks had their guards push through the crowds as they reached those elusive auction houses that carried Seeds. Mundane Seeds, with nary a hint of true potency, but Seeds nonetheless, a status symbol of power and wealth.
No one knew what caused the fire. Perhaps a clumsy cook knocked over a portable stove. Perhaps a barrel of whale-oil had leaked during transportation. Perhaps an apprentice’s enchantment went horribly wrong. Perhaps a smoking hedonist had tipped the ashes in their pipe somewhere they shouldn’t have.
But there were sparks, and then there was smoke.
A cooking stall, made of wood and canvas, was set ablaze. The two workers scrambled away, rolling on the stone to put out their burning clothes, howling for help. An enterprising adventurer answered the call. This close to the waterfront, any fire could be extinguished with minimal magical effort. Seawater coalesced upon their staff, and then a jet of water was released upon the stall at the apex of the incantation!
The flames exploded in response, flaring up as the oil that it had fed upon sparked and burst when introduced to water. People screamed, clothes catching fire, skin scalded by hot oil. Stalls caught and combusted, a thick, heavy smoke rolling along avenues as the fire spread further, burnt ever hotter.
By the time the bells began to ring, the marketplace was ablaze, and the boutique stores were in danger, as that pleasant wind pushed the flames to the next district over.
@CrowvetteFarming's hard work for a single person. If you don't have kids to help you, you may as well get another PC to help instead. ;3
interesting. Glad I noticed this before the int check went up.
If there's still room, I may throw my hat in the ring with an idea or two.
don't worry I'll make someone normal.
yes normal.
Extremely normal definitely.
What is this, the beginning of our epic?
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