The Harbinger of Ferocity

D&D 5e - Hoard of the Dragon Queen

When one is available, do let us know if Cyanwrath has anything on him of interest, even if it is just his weapons and armor, @Hekazu.

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I find less success now in roleplaying pursuits than I did decades ago. The world has changed too much in this regard as it has with other things.

D&D 5e - Hoard of the Dragon Queen

If it were not for the visible flick of a bloodstained ear in the direction of the young priestess, it would well have appeared the monstrous amalgam of man and beast ignored her outright. It was difficult to control every impulse and action at hand, all the world too electric and alive, driven by otherworldly designs and the much more mundane; the need to further the hunting party, to kill the enemy, undo evil. But there was enough to at least face her in response, as difficult as that was.

Returning the sword to its sheath across the back, the tremendous bestial feet spread across the cave floor with the same silence that those of the old sailor had until they stood mere inches from the body. It did not bother any that the ground was sticky with the dragon's lifeblood, nor was it a bother to part through the departed's belongings...

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When I dream dreams of the world in ash, there is a certain terrible tranquility to it. These constructs who I meet, who should not be capable of fear or any emotion, are struck with terror but I cannot feel it. I feel nothing in them, just stable calm.

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I chose a professional route for these reasons and more. I cannot stand working for days on end. I would much prefer clusters of long days separated by long periods without business to be beholden to.

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For reasons unknown to me, I am often sought out for advice and wisdom on things I admittedly profess to know little of. Reason being, as I have inquired, is that people seem drawn to experts for any number of things. Likewise, I am a dilettante in many disciplines and seemingly those two things combined gives them some shred of hope. Needless to say, I make a very poor advisor on the matter of human relations; I might be able to provide answers and sources to look but none are ever easy. I am pleased I did not take a social profession.

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For morale purposes, I often bring goods for the holidays as well as decorations for my subordinates. An example being Christmas, wherein everything from a tree to bulbs and gingerbread was provided. Needless to say, they much more enjoyed their work and were more productive with less incidents.

D&D 5e - Hoard of the Dragon Queen

The approach of the small woman, teetering as she was from her reeling injuries, caught the attention of the feral figure. In a way it could still well understand her but it took a few long, drawn out moments to appreciate what it was she had said then asked in the same breath. As far as this aspect of the paladin was concerned, it was as well as ever and driven further to pursue its prey but that was not the intent behind what she had said. Some fragment of more mortal personality appreciating this, the growl of the beast formed the first portion of the answer, "Yes, I am fine."

While it was clearly Brannor who spoke, it sounded as much the part as it looked. Yet as its focus kept on Parum, it maintained a sense of idle control; one that came clearly across as its padded, pawed palm removed a potion from the leather of its belt before stopping down to offer it. All of the thick glass was captured at its neck by the hand and the raw scale difference was even more clear now.

Perhaps this close the woman could better confirm her suspicions that it was some form of power similar to that of druidic magic, just as divine and supernatural, but removed in its own way.

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I am so routinely disappointed in people - the collective at large in every facet - that there are times I wish I could surrender to total apathy. To have a choice in the matter, the semblance of free will even if a lie told to me. What might life be like if one were allowed to decide against instinct or ingrained predisposed behavior? What is that experience like? Is it worth it to choose? To know the answer or what should be done and go against it to fulfill the wants of the self? To even be allowed to think on it and deliberate in earnest rather than philosophical musing? I cannot say I can begin to imagine but I can say I do wish at times I did. Perhaps then I could appreciate and perhaps prove more understanding of why people fail or how despite experiencing the same issues with people time and again that I may change what I am.

Even yet, in observation I realize this would be insufficient; no amount of change on my behalf would change the human beings I need deal with, be them those addressed for seconds at a time or months to years or beyond. Yet it is still bothersome that I cannot change this aspect of my very being. That I cannot even so much as choose to. I know that there are prices to be paid for every thing that is to be bought but is this one of those costs? Was one freedom sacrificed upon the altar for another, to liberate one's self from the coils of man only to pay dearly in other ways? It must be, as nothing in life is free and reasonably least of all such a power as that.

So perhaps my fantasizing that matters may more sufficiently resolve if I understood people more through experience as theirs is misplaced. Rather, I should say I too know that answer to already be a "Yes.", that what a woeful fool I am to believe even for a moment that appreciating free will would allow me to see what it is people do. For what reason would I renege? To alleviate the desire to have expectation and standard? To sympathize with those I cannot understand? To avoid the call of indifference? No, none of these things are enough and none would be. All of these things are not worth their cost; one curse traded for another.

Thus I will remain so disappointed and aghast at the way people exercise their power of choice. Full understanding, or even an appreciation of, eludes me and no amount of hopefulness - optimism I cannot bury - will dispense from me. Perhaps one day I will meet one who proves me wrong, that they excel and exceed in every hope and aspiration for or from them, but until then the fact of the matter is that I will harbor my desire to surrender to total lack of investment only to be completely incapable of choosing it - slave to nature's grandeur and terribleness I am.

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I never developed any attachment to children's programming when I was quite young. I presume because nothing meaningfully spoke to me or caught my attention.