Voyage to the Moon Part II!
Willow @tantum-tenebris Wigfrid @marycherryboop WX-78 @inhumanrobot / @quackadero
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Voyage to the Moon Part II!
Willow @tantum-tenebris Wigfrid @marycherryboop WX-78 @inhumanrobot / @quackadero
I've got a relatable one that you can relate to: DND AUUUUU (any edition, give me those Advanced Dnd Planar AUs)
i’ve got PS:T on the brain so sure i guess you get Sigil
No gods are permitted to set foot, tentacle, or claw in Sigil, by the rigid laws of the Lady of Pain, enforced by her razored caress. Certainly, then, there are none here! Certainly the gentle and pacifist snake-god of a strange, short-lived, subversive yuan-ti cult would not be so bold to hide from the fangs of Merrshaulk and the rest of the cruel, savage yuan-ti pantheon in as dangerous a place as this. But then again, odder things have happened in the Planes.
Belief shapes the Planes, as every god has excellent cause to know, and when a lonely god-in-exile drops casual references to “ah, yes, my friend who accompanied me here” and “my good friend always says..” in thrice-a-dozen scattered, chance conversations with Sigil’s locals, he is soon possessed in truth of as good a friend as any he could wish for.
The prohibition is against gods, full gods, so the demigoddess child of a personified sun is safe when she flees the destruction of her mother’s court and stumbles into a portal, or at least safe from the shadow of the Lady. She is on her own when it comes to navigating mortal etiquette, mortal thugs, and the acute, aching pangs of homesickness.
Angels who fall - who cling to the letter of the law and lack the compassion to temper it, their ideals worn down by gritty compromises with the mortal world - may be corrupted into erinyes, pleasure devils, a form of baatezu, retaining their feathered wings and turning their holy beauty to wicked ends. There’s no words yet, maybe, for an erinyes who’s become jaded to wickedness and cruelty. Is there somewhere further to fall from here? He’ll find out, he supposes, and takes refuge in Sigil in the meantime, out of immediate reach of the Blood War, where he can freely tinker with Mechanus-wrought clockwork and strange alchemy, answering to no one.
The bitter erinyes wants nothing to do with the gods and demigoddesses and other flotsam from across the Planes that seems to keep winding up on his doorstep, he insists. He’s a law-abiding creature and can’t keep sheltering runaways. It’s less convincing every time.
THANK YOU FLANN <3333
YOU’RE WELCOME I CAN’T WAIT TO SEE IF YOU GET IN !!
it’s @quackadero ‘s birthday, flood them with happy birthday asks
happy slightly belated birthday @inhumanrobot! (sorry I couldn’t get this to you on the day of, I was busy all day)
I wanna know more about your DM process! Specifically, how do you go about building encounters? More specifically, how do you decide to use which monsters or npcs? Also, any additional advice on how you organize your notes about characters, npcs, events, is really interesting to me! Thanks!
Oh hey sorry I didn’t have my computer/internet all weekend till yesterday and didn’t get around to this! I don’t know if I have anything really profound to say about this but I’ll gladly blab about it!
THANK U, DESTROYER OF TRASHCANS
royal WX!
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