Konan375Nightwing said Hope, even in its smallest form, can change the darkest of people. It's all a matter of perspective, and what kind of outcome you wish to see.
Heh. Give it time. When Anjiru breaks free you'll see the truth of my words...
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Heh. Give it time. When Anjiru breaks free you'll see the truth of my words...
All of his cats are made of flesh and blood.
GREG IS STEEL AND....STEEL!
GREG IS STEEL AND....STEEL!
*Rattles cage*
LET'S DO THIS. COME ON!
LET'S DO THIS. COME ON!
Nightwing said
I think that makes it all the better...hopefully.
Rule number one with Angel and Anjiru. Hope means nothing, bad things are going to happen.
Bah. Don't worry. Greg the Steel dog will eat him.(Despite having no digestive track...)
Fallenreaper said
It's always fun to blame the sibling, or in her case the bird, it's not he's going to be able to defend himself. XD
Sid loves Owls! They make wonderful chew toys.
Fallenreaper said
Rather good, and also change Faded into Rebirth please for both sheets. Deven has my approval but one thing you should know, the current Head Master is Khan, my demonomancer with a long history of regret and suffering, so would this change their desire to be taught in the College or merely just towards Khan and any demonomancer in general? Can you add at least one to two more Bad Attributes please? And once you make the changes, I see nothing wrong with these two.
Pretty much what Fallen said, once that happens, You've my approval.
If the Manwhale enters this world, it will be devoured.
It's been a while since I've had good roasted manwhale...
It's been a while since I've had good roasted manwhale...
Uicle
Uicle chuckled as the girl called him sir. He was many things, but sir wasn't one of them. Torturer, perhaps. Bastard was one he had been called several times. "Sir? I'm no Sir. Uicle will do just fine. As for exploration...I suppose they did. I'd best send a few Golems after them to make sure no one gets into trouble that will get them killed." He shifted his head to the shadows on a nearby wall and gave them life. Half a dozen or so Golems, their forms vaguely humanoid. They scattered, insubstantial and hugging the walls, one watching each of the students that disappeared. Uicle returned his gaze to Annabeth. "Seeing as this tour is going nowhere, or at least the few that remain following me are either doing it out of pity or because they've no where else to go, shall I give you your own Golem to help you avoid getting killed while you explore?" He wasn't sure, but it was doubtful the girl was actually interested in a tour that would serve her only slightly better than exploring the College on her own. Placing his staff on the ground so he could keep an eye on the other students, he leaned on it, waiting for her response. Or tried at least. His staff slipped from beneath him and he went crashing to the ground, muttering a curse.
Greg came trotting out of the Forge, his metal hide gleaming and a sizable piece of scrap metal in between his jaws. "What did I tell you about begging polishes and stealing scrap metal from the Forge workers?" Uicle scolded, picking himself up. The dog golem looked decidedly unashamed, settling down to gnaw on his prize. It produced an almost painful sound, and Uicle(now standing) flicked out his staff to rap the dog in the side. "Stop that." Reluctantly, Greg obeyed. A bird came and whispered in Uicle's ear once more. Uicle tilted his head, sifting to see what the bird saw. "Ah.." He said softly. Now it made sense. The Naga was getting hostile and making threats. Easily enough to preemptively stop.
With a mental command, a shadow golem began to follow Mar. It wasn't substantial enough to physically restrain the Naga, but it could distract and harass her long enough for a steel golem to arrive.
Althalus
Althalus tensed when the Ocean Naga drew his trident and set it on the ground. Something was about to go wrong. He could feel it. The strange creature's next words proved his feeling correct. Oh Gods.. He took a small step backwards. Naga fight well and die hard. Two(at least, he assumed the thing before him with the fins was a Naga. They looked similar enough.) fighting was likely going to get multiple people(himself included) killed. As Mar drew herself up to her full height and the other Naga hissed, he took a much larger step backward, a hand on the shoulder of the Foreas, pulling her backwards. He had seen how curiosity could get them killed. Done it a few times himself, in fact. "Let's not get between the two of them if things get violent, hmm?" He said to her, keeping his eyes on the two in front of him, while maintaining a grip on the Foreas's shoulder.
Much to his relief, the Dwarven Runemaster(He assumed, given her referencing to needing work on Runes,) interfered. Both Naga backed down, and the dwarf ran off, soon followed by the Foreas. Mar was already slithering away. Althalus glanced between her and Xyden, and decided she was the safer of the two. Besides, he had nothing better to do. Wandering the College didn't seem nearly as interesting as following the Naga. As he prepared to walk away, he noticed an albino man(who looked like a vampire but wasn't, given his standing in the sunlight.) staring at him. Althalus raised a hand in greeting, smiling slightly. Turning away and striding after Mar, in the time he took to catch up with her, he noticed a shadow with no cause dart past him and follow a prudent distance from the Naga. "My my. Someone doesn't trust the Naga after her death threat. Not that I blame them." Althalus muttered to himself.
He sped up, catching up with the Naga and reaching out a hand to touch her shoulder and leaned down to whisper in her ear. "That was an impressive display of righteous anger and pride, but you seem to have worried someone with connections to a shadow Golem. Don't turn around and look, but you appear to be being followed."
Uicle chuckled as the girl called him sir. He was many things, but sir wasn't one of them. Torturer, perhaps. Bastard was one he had been called several times. "Sir? I'm no Sir. Uicle will do just fine. As for exploration...I suppose they did. I'd best send a few Golems after them to make sure no one gets into trouble that will get them killed." He shifted his head to the shadows on a nearby wall and gave them life. Half a dozen or so Golems, their forms vaguely humanoid. They scattered, insubstantial and hugging the walls, one watching each of the students that disappeared. Uicle returned his gaze to Annabeth. "Seeing as this tour is going nowhere, or at least the few that remain following me are either doing it out of pity or because they've no where else to go, shall I give you your own Golem to help you avoid getting killed while you explore?" He wasn't sure, but it was doubtful the girl was actually interested in a tour that would serve her only slightly better than exploring the College on her own. Placing his staff on the ground so he could keep an eye on the other students, he leaned on it, waiting for her response. Or tried at least. His staff slipped from beneath him and he went crashing to the ground, muttering a curse.
Greg came trotting out of the Forge, his metal hide gleaming and a sizable piece of scrap metal in between his jaws. "What did I tell you about begging polishes and stealing scrap metal from the Forge workers?" Uicle scolded, picking himself up. The dog golem looked decidedly unashamed, settling down to gnaw on his prize. It produced an almost painful sound, and Uicle(now standing) flicked out his staff to rap the dog in the side. "Stop that." Reluctantly, Greg obeyed. A bird came and whispered in Uicle's ear once more. Uicle tilted his head, sifting to see what the bird saw. "Ah.." He said softly. Now it made sense. The Naga was getting hostile and making threats. Easily enough to preemptively stop.
With a mental command, a shadow golem began to follow Mar. It wasn't substantial enough to physically restrain the Naga, but it could distract and harass her long enough for a steel golem to arrive.
Althalus
Althalus tensed when the Ocean Naga drew his trident and set it on the ground. Something was about to go wrong. He could feel it. The strange creature's next words proved his feeling correct. Oh Gods.. He took a small step backwards. Naga fight well and die hard. Two(at least, he assumed the thing before him with the fins was a Naga. They looked similar enough.) fighting was likely going to get multiple people(himself included) killed. As Mar drew herself up to her full height and the other Naga hissed, he took a much larger step backward, a hand on the shoulder of the Foreas, pulling her backwards. He had seen how curiosity could get them killed. Done it a few times himself, in fact. "Let's not get between the two of them if things get violent, hmm?" He said to her, keeping his eyes on the two in front of him, while maintaining a grip on the Foreas's shoulder.
Much to his relief, the Dwarven Runemaster(He assumed, given her referencing to needing work on Runes,) interfered. Both Naga backed down, and the dwarf ran off, soon followed by the Foreas. Mar was already slithering away. Althalus glanced between her and Xyden, and decided she was the safer of the two. Besides, he had nothing better to do. Wandering the College didn't seem nearly as interesting as following the Naga. As he prepared to walk away, he noticed an albino man(who looked like a vampire but wasn't, given his standing in the sunlight.) staring at him. Althalus raised a hand in greeting, smiling slightly. Turning away and striding after Mar, in the time he took to catch up with her, he noticed a shadow with no cause dart past him and follow a prudent distance from the Naga. "My my. Someone doesn't trust the Naga after her death threat. Not that I blame them." Althalus muttered to himself.
He sped up, catching up with the Naga and reaching out a hand to touch her shoulder and leaned down to whisper in her ear. "That was an impressive display of righteous anger and pride, but you seem to have worried someone with connections to a shadow Golem. Don't turn around and look, but you appear to be being followed."
Zal glanced irritably at Sid(who was still barking) as he parried a clumsy sword thrust from a panicking bandit. He couldn't really blame the man. Everything was supposed to have been going well. They had conquered the village, and were reaping the rewards. The armed strangers had been taken, unarmed, bound, and outnumbered, to the basement where his boss was supposed to be dealing with them. The next thing the man knew, the armed strangers were attacking, more were breaking down the door, and his fellows were dying all around him. "You should have ran." Zal advised, sidestepping to avoid the next blow. The man didn't respond, but the wild and despairing look in his eyes told the S'ilthra all he needed to know. The man had given up any hope of escaping this battle alive. Sid was still barking, and it was beginning to get on the spellsword's nerves. With a growl of irritation, he blocked the next wild blow and caught the man's wrist, twisting it so that he could break the man's arm if he wanted to, and the bandit was incapacitated. "Let me go you bastard!" The bandit snarled, trying to break free. When the pommel of Zal's sword hit him in the head, he stopped that. "No, I don't think I will." Zal replied and began to turn his head. He stopped when he saw the grin of the bandit in his grasp, and a shadow fell over his hostage.
However, before things became rather nasty, a sword sprouted out of the bandit with an mace who had been trying to save his comrade. "Thank you Tathein!" Zal called. The warrior raised his sword in acknowledgement, before dashing off into the rapidly ending fray. Sid was still barking. "Sid!" Zal snapped. The dog stopped mid-bark. "Thank you! If you weren't going to do anything useful, at least try to stop being an irritant!" It may have been a trick of the light, but Zal thought he saw the dog looking suitably chastened. "He'd better be.." The spellsword muttered, before breaking his hostage's arm. A sickening snap sounded over the sounds of combat and the bandit fell to the ground screaming. "Shut up." With an additional word, Zal created a spectral dagger and eviscerated the bandit. The man's guts and blood and general gore spilled over the floor and Zal moved on. The bandit wasn't dead..not yet anyways.
However, before things became rather nasty, a sword sprouted out of the bandit with an mace who had been trying to save his comrade. "Thank you Tathein!" Zal called. The warrior raised his sword in acknowledgement, before dashing off into the rapidly ending fray. Sid was still barking. "Sid!" Zal snapped. The dog stopped mid-bark. "Thank you! If you weren't going to do anything useful, at least try to stop being an irritant!" It may have been a trick of the light, but Zal thought he saw the dog looking suitably chastened. "He'd better be.." The spellsword muttered, before breaking his hostage's arm. A sickening snap sounded over the sounds of combat and the bandit fell to the ground screaming. "Shut up." With an additional word, Zal created a spectral dagger and eviscerated the bandit. The man's guts and blood and general gore spilled over the floor and Zal moved on. The bandit wasn't dead..not yet anyways.
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