Birdboy

Chamber of Wanderers

I a a fool, I have neglected writing this

New Here!

Sup Chel. Hope you enjoy! Blizz is also also a great one to see

𝙲𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝙲𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚢

Oh, well that's rough. I was hoping it was a friend or something. They luckily haven't done anything to bother us uet

Chamber of Wanderers

Really liked the post btw, I will try to knock one out soon. Been thinking about my Incantations so far. Thinking Doc has a heal, remove debuff and a big attack spell

Blood Under Moonlight

Sorry if I am taking too long to reply yall

𝙲𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝙲𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚢

I knew it! Malkavian, I should have just assumed you had another personality

𝙲𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝙲𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚢

Who is Tokyopewpew? They are lurking and it scares me!

Yu-Gi-Oh! Iswarm Invasion

@mattmanganon I was imagining more of an Alpha 5 voice, but I will gladly make him an old man!

Yu-Gi-Oh! Iswarm Invasion

Booknerd

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Name: Noevelle
Age: 31
Gender: Book
Appearance:
Skills:

• An encyclopedic understanding of the creatures of the duel world!
• Minor magical prowess, mostly enough for parlor tricks and activating spell circles, etc.
• Multiple languages at his disposal, ranging from the language of beast warriors, aliens, and many more!

Biography: Noevelle is a boo koo, a magical spirit envoked by many spell casters to make their spellbooks function autonomously. This is primarily a luxury for powerful spellcasters, ones who might require both hands for combat or for a spell book to flip to the right page without them willing it to.

Noevelle was not much different than most of his kind. He was created by a great and mighty wizard, one who was a major protector and ruler of his a mighty magical city. Noevelle quickly learned he was one of many, as this particular spellcaster had an abundance of spell books, towers full.

Despite this, Noevelle was given a particularly crucial task: he was made to teach the younger students of the arcane schools the basics of magic. While this may seem like a degrading job to many, to Noevelle this was a magical oppurtunity. His patients was tested but more than anything it was honed and fashioned into a great asset of his. Ultimately he became one of the better teachers, and many of his students went on to be skilled magicians.

So Noevelle was greatly disheartened when he heard of the Iswarm. Many of the very students he taught lost their lives fighting off the threat, and many more where turned and corrupted. Eventually his master and creator had seen enough and created a magical barrier around their city, shutting out the world outside while they waited for this disaister to end.

Noevelle could not accept this. The world was dying and he could not simple sit idly. Instead, he opted to escape the city, and he did so with what little magic he actually possessed. His knowledge led him to have faith in an ancient prophecy, one that he hoped to come true. That heroes from another world would be their saviors!

Items: Ironically for a living book, Noevelle carries around a book. It mostly just has a list of rules of the ancient game but is where he had discovered the ancient Prophecy. Besides from this and his deck, he also carries a set of Tarot cards, seeing them as he simpliest of magic!

Other: (Anything else that doesn't fit into the other sections.)

Deck Box

Signature Humanoid Creature:
3 Favourite Support Creatures:

• Spellbook magician of prophecy
• Temperence of Prophecy
• Skilled dark Magician

Signature Dragon: Dark Eradicator Warlock
3 Favourite Spells:

• Grand Spellbook tower
• Spellbook of power
• Spellbook starhall

3 Favourite Traps:

• pitchblack power stone
• Magician's circle
• Spellbinding circle

Any archetypes within the deck:

• Spell counters
• Spellbooks
• Dark Magician

Most Powerful Boss Monster: World of prophecy

Chamber of Wanderers

Party Party Status Doctor_Buttz LVL: 10 HP: 32 MP: 50 G3O_VAN LVL: 5 HP: 25 MP: 8/10

Doc listened to the stranger speak about his username. It seemed like the typical explanation for why people use their specific gamer tag. At least, it was far from original. Sounds cool, nostalgia, it was just a good thing that they weren't sneaking their name and age in there. They mulled over just how often the birdman might have used this same username. They nodded as Geo explained the name's origins to not look like they were ignoring them, but Doc couldn't help but yawn again. It was subconscious, even if they didn't have to connect with their body. "Don't worry, I've learned my lesson. I'm staying right behind you from start to finish." They stated firmly when they mentioned the need to retreat. The more Geo talked about losing starting gear, the more Doc deflated and lost their mojo. Doc had been struggling to get a new weapon, and it was hard work without some coin already available to them. Instead, they had to punch for poultry damage to get to the goal. They were close, but it had been grueling to say the least. They perked up a bit once Geo asked about the enemies. "They wear baskets on their heads. They're just using clubs, but they're stronger than they look." They replied, holding a finger to their chin as they tried to remember as best as they could. Doc could hardly get a good look at the group that clubbed the poor healer to death efficiently. "Uh, I think they were pretty squishy, though. I even managed to take one of them down," They added after further thought. "Come to think of it, they're all pretty soft, not a lot of hit points and basically no armor." The switch of topic from Doc's defeat to the new abilities they had seemed to cheer up the young shaman. His subtle smile had returned and he turned his attention to the masked figure by him as he talked. "Oh yeah, I actually got a damaging one at level ten, but it cost a LOT of my mana" They said, enthusiasm in their voice which up until now was lacking. They were quick to catch themself, though: "or, I think it's just magic points in this game," They corrected, before shrugging. "Force of habit." "Oh yeah, what sort of techniques do you have, anyway. I haven't seen a spear warrior build yet. Mostly just sword and board," Doc eagerly asked, eyeing the weapon with earnest interest. Perhaps another toon of theirs would mimic this build; it certainly looked fun, but perhaps that was just Geo's energy. Doc's smile brightened once he hefted up into the air and fell back down, testing out a feature that appeared to be lacking. As they marched on, Doc stopped them once they were a good way from town. A simple cobblestone road, worn and overgrown, had led them this way, where a steady river bisected a sprawling field of overgrown grass and low shrubbery. An equally worn stone bridge crossed the river. Once they were still, movement in the fields and nearby hills was more evident. Beggar bandits, simple men and women, usually wearing peasant clothes, and if they held any weapons, they were clubs, pitchforks, and other simple tools used for less than savory purposes. Doc traced the river with their finger, slowly leading to its origin, which appeared to be from a cliffside in the massive mountains that surrounded the starting area they were in. he pointed to a massive waterfall that fell from hundreds of meters up before turning to Geo. "The base is at the foot of that waterfall. I didn't see much, but they have a windmill and some fortifications. Standard bandit base stuff, really." They said before rolling their shoulders and jumping a bit in place, trying to reinvigorate themself.