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Zingling rolled 1 20-sided dice:
6
Total: 6 (1-20)
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 Posted: Mon Jan 07, 2019 2:47 pm
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Eyes stared at the heavens with aggravation as the clouds swirled and danced overhead- Her home was at war and she had barely any information on why. Twitching her nose as she pushed a couple dead birds that had recently fell from the sky out of the way, Wotlich continued her journey. Unlike most of the deities, she was being rather lazy about hiding her form. The green mohawked goddess liked seeing mortals cower from her or attempt to approach her in awe. It was only when she knew she was getting close to Aki, her daughter that the goddess decided to conceal herself.
Her bulky form swayed as her tail swished back and forth, she had no real place to be at this time and her sense of danger was miniscule at best. Who would attack a god? Snorting at her thoughts, Wotlich kicked yet another dead bird out of the way. There was no pity felt for them, except maybe for the lack of use they had at this point.
Snorting Wotlich couldn’t help but bring her gaze back up to the sky. “Mkodi you really are ******** up these lands…”
Quote: 6. Hello, sinkhole! Each character should roll a 1d4: odd numbers are going down, even numbers are safe and get to help their friend(s). Or, you know, just leave them. Whichever.
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KasaiLoki rolled 1 4-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-4)
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Posted: Sun Feb 03, 2019 6:33 am
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His body ached. How much time had even passed? Cooped up in a dark cave, time felt like a standstill. Today...today would be the day he would leave this cave, even at the disgruntled snorts of the lighter colored raven that roosted on a perch in the dark. "If you can leave it." Asim'a-ciro growled, "so can I."
The avian didn't argue. Instead, he just lifted his wing, pointing the way from the dark cave. As Ciro emerged, he hid his eyes from the sunlight. It took a moment for the golden orbs to adjust, but the feel of the sun against his pelt made everything feel different. Unfortunately, the sun didn't last long. Just as quickly as he had stepped out of the den, the skies began to swirl, bright lights clashed through the clouds, and a frown ever present on Ciro's maw. How interesting.
Ciro moved further from his solitude, in his true form. He had no reason to mask it, and if he did, it wasn't like he quite knew how. The god flared his wings as he stretched, the scent of death hitting his nostrils. His eyes opened, seeing another creature. She had horns, unlike his and wore furs? All Ciro had to him was a flame pendant around his neck, a feather next to it and his own horns and wings.
"So much death," He mused, staring at a few dead birds on the ground. "Nothing to even take from them." He turned towards the Goddess, eyes narrowed as he heard her comment. "Mkodi?" He felt as if he knew that name? He should know that name.
Zingling Rolling for next post - Odd, he is going downnnn
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