Okay, I posted, as I won't be able to tomorrow. Everyone should be in the same place, more or less, so you guys can talk over our next move.
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Carver put a hand on the man's shoulder. "Do not, my friend. Down that path lies madness. There will come a time to mourn for the fallen and commend their souls to the heavens, but now we must turn our minds to those that may still be saved."
The paladin bent down and hoisted the witch none-too gently over his shoulder. "Such as those waiting for us, for example. Kelvin, Alula, the gnome and the half-elf are nearby - I have not seen Rose in some time."
Carver turned, and began carrying the witch back to camp.
The paladin bent down and hoisted the witch none-too gently over his shoulder. "Such as those waiting for us, for example. Kelvin, Alula, the gnome and the half-elf are nearby - I have not seen Rose in some time."
Carver turned, and began carrying the witch back to camp.
I've been waiting on Suki before I post. Maybe if she stays quiet I'll just carry her back to camp so we can get this show on the road.
"Nick. I do metal. You know, fences, chains, gizmos, guns and knives and stuff."
This was a lot to process. He'd just come to terms with the fact that he'd been given special powers to fight the Vygorn control, and now he was in the basement of an abandoned building hanging out with a bunch of kids who had la-la magic nature powers, being told he was a 'Hygorn' or whatever by a fucking dragon.
He rubbed his brow. "Yeah, I'm gonna be honest, Phil, I'm more confused now than I think I've ever been in my life. No more explanations, I feel like at this rate, they're just gonna get weirder and weirder. How about you just... tell us exactly what yall want us to do, and let us talk it over? Believe me, I'd love to bust the Vygorns a new one, but I'm gonna need a bit more to go on."
This was a lot to process. He'd just come to terms with the fact that he'd been given special powers to fight the Vygorn control, and now he was in the basement of an abandoned building hanging out with a bunch of kids who had la-la magic nature powers, being told he was a 'Hygorn' or whatever by a fucking dragon.
He rubbed his brow. "Yeah, I'm gonna be honest, Phil, I'm more confused now than I think I've ever been in my life. No more explanations, I feel like at this rate, they're just gonna get weirder and weirder. How about you just... tell us exactly what yall want us to do, and let us talk it over? Believe me, I'd love to bust the Vygorns a new one, but I'm gonna need a bit more to go on."
Petition for next plot to involve a cult kidnapping Carver and attempting to corrupt him and turn him evil.
And then, the rest of the party kicks in the door to rescue him, and the cultists are just like, "Thank God you're here! Please, take this guy away, he's driving us nuts!"
Is Carver wearing a helmet?
Not currently, no. I imagine it warped back into his pack, like all temporarily forgotten inventory items do.
The best part is that sun Paladins play a huge role in her backstory, which she can't remember
Wow, really? The plot thickens.
... Waitin on Suki or Separ IC, currently.
@TheWizardLizard They need a ship name. Any ideas?
Celestial Bodies.
Solar Eclipse.
Equinox.
Moonlit Knight.
I'm the best at this.
aaaaaaaaaaaaaah i have a post ready but i wanted to wait a little bit (at least until Separ and Suki rejoin the group)
also another jam for Alula
Well, that song has placed CarverxAlula foremost in my heart.
... It's sort of about him, too. It's kinda spooky.
Nick pulled his hood back down over his head and flicked his chain over his shoulder. "Well, that was all very dramatic." He shot a glance down to the girl who'd crashed down the stairs a moment ago. "Honey, you might wanna stand up. I have a feeling shit's about to get even weirder."
He stepped forward, out of the group of... 'Elementals', or whatever the masked man had called them. Was that what they were? Elementals? Well, maybe that applied to Sir Torchy McDeadsalot or whoever the fire-throwing man was, but Nick didn't exactly feel a part of that. Metal wasn't an element, Metal was the thing that beat the elements into submission.
He let his eyes wander over the group. Christ, but they were young. Most of them looked like college students - the one with the messy hair and the greasy face looked like a teenager. Nick had a sinking feeling that he might be the oldest among them, which probably wasn't good seeing as how he was a minimum wage hoodlum who spent his nights breaking security cameras and graffiti-ing buildings. Hell, at least he read a lot, too.
"Alright, Phil," he said striding towards the man. "Let's talk about all this. Seems to me like you called us here, I don't know how and I don't know why. I don't know what that shit was with Masky, I don't know what 'Elementals' are, I don't have any idea what the hell is going on." With his left hand, the one that wasn't holding the chain over his shoulder, Nick poked the man in the chest. "We deserve an explanation. Start from the beginning. Condensed, easy-to-follow, informative. Who are you? What do you want with us? What does this have to do with Vygorns? Do they all have powers too? What'd they get, plastic? Paper? Unvarnished wood?"
He took a step back and spread his arms out. "And leave out all that hoodoo-voodoo, Kyra, 'Mother Nature' bullshit, okay?"
He stepped forward, out of the group of... 'Elementals', or whatever the masked man had called them. Was that what they were? Elementals? Well, maybe that applied to Sir Torchy McDeadsalot or whoever the fire-throwing man was, but Nick didn't exactly feel a part of that. Metal wasn't an element, Metal was the thing that beat the elements into submission.
He let his eyes wander over the group. Christ, but they were young. Most of them looked like college students - the one with the messy hair and the greasy face looked like a teenager. Nick had a sinking feeling that he might be the oldest among them, which probably wasn't good seeing as how he was a minimum wage hoodlum who spent his nights breaking security cameras and graffiti-ing buildings. Hell, at least he read a lot, too.
"Alright, Phil," he said striding towards the man. "Let's talk about all this. Seems to me like you called us here, I don't know how and I don't know why. I don't know what that shit was with Masky, I don't know what 'Elementals' are, I don't have any idea what the hell is going on." With his left hand, the one that wasn't holding the chain over his shoulder, Nick poked the man in the chest. "We deserve an explanation. Start from the beginning. Condensed, easy-to-follow, informative. Who are you? What do you want with us? What does this have to do with Vygorns? Do they all have powers too? What'd they get, plastic? Paper? Unvarnished wood?"
He took a step back and spread his arms out. "And leave out all that hoodoo-voodoo, Kyra, 'Mother Nature' bullshit, okay?"
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