Dark Cloud

Shipslaughter, the Goblin Fort - A Dwarf Fortress-inspired Settlement RP

@ClocktowerEchos You can decide.

Shipslaughter, the Goblin Fort - A Dwarf Fortress-inspired Settlement RP

@ClocktowerEchos You can decide, just make mine nature/shamanistic in theme.

Hellscape: A Metropolitan Nightmare

@MetalWeight I'm going for this kind of man o' god:

Shipslaughter, the Goblin Fort - A Dwarf Fortress-inspired Settlement RP

@ClocktowerEchos Probably both because it would balance out the weaknesses both cav would have. Most likely it would be trained in new goblins as they join the conclave so different goblin have different positions.

Divinus: The Deity Roleplay, Mk. V

Therias, the Hound of Conflict

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^{T H E R I A S , T H E H O U N D O F C O N F L I C T}

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D O M A I N

^{W A R}

At it's most basic concept, war is conflict and bloody violence. It favors only those who stand victorious over the corpses of their enemies as a testament of strength. Therias embodies the brutal unthinking side of war and draws power from conflict either by inciting it or being apart of such things. Such power makes it easy for him to sense conflict throughout the planes and follow it like a bloodhound. In the end, war is about strength and ruthless violence but it only rewards those who survive and considers desertion as the most grievous of acts. Therias has the power to incite violence and instigate conflicts.

M Y T H

In times of ruin,
Out in blood-red skies.

Brimstone falling drowning cries,
Rivers of crimson flow.

An end made slow,
Beware of the hound.

Your end willingly found,
Upon doomsday he approaches.

With him fire encroaches,
Beware the burning locus.

That was what the prophecy foretold of the end of the world, that in times of great strife and ruination would bring a hellish beast to wreak chaos and ignite the violence within the hearts of mortalkind. Of a hellhound that scorched the earth as it crumbled around it. It was said that in the end times it's presence would drive men and women to violence, killing their fellow kin in a frenzy before they inevitably perished to the chaos of the apocalypse.

B A S E F O R M

N O N - H U M A N O I D

H U M A N O I D

T R U E F O R M

T H E M E

C O M I N G S O O N

General Idea: A god of war whose aspects revolve around violence and conflict, it involves only the bloodthirsty and rampant carnage that results in acts of violence. I'm going for a sort of demonic take on war like Khorne from 40k if you know what I mean. His whole shtick is about starting wars and instigating conflicts, and I like the idea of creating demonic creatures of war like hell hounds and the like so quite a few fiery creatures.

Interaction-wise he isn't interested in harming the other gods but isn't against causing trouble within the pantheon, probably targeting those who are perceived to have slighted him in some capacity. However I'd never specifically do that without discussing it with another player or a GM as it says to in the Guidelines.

So in stark contrast Therias is about conflict and not strategy or tactic but brutal combat.

Divinus: The Deity Roleplay, Mk. V

I overhauled my myth and came up with my own prophecy/poem.

Plagues & Pageantry (Pathfinder 1x1 || Necroes & Dark Cloud)

@Necroes Shit man your right.

Sweet Southern Nights (Vampire the Masquerade, 5th edition)

Each step echoed on the empty streets of Indianapolis, with a rhythmic clack clack clack upon the pavement as a man strode along the sidewalk of a rundown neighborhood towards a building with a sign above it's entrance.

In big bolded letters the sign read St. Bartholomew's Orphanage, which easily stood out from the dreary look of the neighborhood around it. The building itself looked old and was made from bricks unlike most of the slums on the block where the poor lived in small dirty apartment complex's making a living by breaking the law or selling their bodies to those who would use them, no matter their appearance.

It was a disgusting life that sickened Jose Georgio-Lorenzo Martinez, whose pace slowed to a halt beneath the light of a lone lamppost, his hand dipped into the pockets of his long overcoat and pulled a lighter out in one hand while the other flicked a cigarette out of a package, rolling it around in-between his index and his thumb before bringing the cigarette to his mouth.

It was a bit billowy outside so he cupped his hands around his mouth as he lit his lighter with a shick shick shick, taking a moment for the fluid within his lighter to light his cigarette. He inhaled it afterwards and held his breath for a second as he tasted the tobacco then in a puff of smoke he exhaled slowly, flicking the ashes of the cigarette in his left hand. He smoked for only a moment longer before dropping the cigarette on the pavement, then ground it beneath the heel of his black slacks.

Smoking wasn't the same anymore now that he was what he was, worse that he couldn't innoculate himself on the drugs he peddles but better he not get high on his own supply like he once did. However he had new goals in life now, one of which would take a long time to reach but still the smaller goals add up. An errant hand dipped into his inner coat pocket as he felt the wad of bills he carried.

It was for the old lady who ran the orphanage, Jose had always had a soft spot for the elderly woman who looked after the children in the orphanage as she had raised him there after he was placed within her care. It was a shame she had lost some of her eyesight and equally her memory but deep down she was the same caring old woman who treated the children in her care kindly.

Jose walked up to the door, pushing the old wooden door open with a loud creak and the bell rang above it to let the occupants know there was a visitor in the orphanage.

Plagues & Pageantry (Pathfinder 1x1 || Necroes & Dark Cloud)

@Necroes The wolf has a base AC of 20.

𝔚𝔢𝔩𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔢 𝔱𝔬 𝔊𝔢𝔩𝔩𝔬'𝔰 ℌ𝔬𝔪𝔢 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔊𝔦𝔣𝔱𝔢𝔡 𝔇𝔢𝔪𝔬𝔫𝔰 (In Memory of My Friend Queen)

@Zeroth Shit totally forgot, my bad.

Anyways everybody having a good long weekend so far?