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What a wicked curve ball.

We already have Druidism shapeshifting. 

9 minutes ago, Merkaken said:

Son wtf r u doing?.

i'm currently showing you what real tunes are

i genuinely like the cover

where's the fungus

what I want to know is how you're doing on this fine day

I think the lore would of been better posted sooner, rather than later, as it now fights with an already rogue subtype of Druid able to use blood magic. They invigorate nature to high degrees, not bring about pestilence, but I think the two share the same underlining desire to be a different form of Druidism.

32 minutes ago, Sky said:

Just because he says 'I am putting this for later' doesn't mean it should happen though. He could fail his dedicancy, or go elsewhere. 

Like I said, you're not smoking the right devil's reefer my friend.

Gee, didn't expect to read the same thing five times over, and he said why it was posted. You peeps aren't smoking the right ganja.

MC Name:

Scubasteveee

Character's Name:

Holy name is Broll

Character's Age:

Agelessly ancient

Character's Race:

Darkstalker

What magic(s) will you be learning?:

Further alchemy, learning how to create Draught of Incite elixirs

How did you learn this magic(s)?:

First told about the cure through rumors left Broll in a clawing hunger, a spark. He was empty, bare handed, as he dethroned himself from Mordring’s necrotic gift to once again become a forlorn warrior stitched in protective armor. A darkstalker, that which bound him in both bone, and steel. In trial and error he attempted many theories on how to make a cure, but ended in constant failure. He became lost in his quest, until a fateful day he met a venerable soul graced with silver locks. The two spoke on matters about The Draught of Incite as a darkstalker, before telling how to become incited, which Broll has become now.   

Offer an explanation of said magic(s) you learned:

The Draught of Incite:  

The Draught of Incite elixir first reagent requires taming a quintessence often astray, like corrupted mists. Lifeforce, the building block to everything must be contained inside a purplish, blueish hued gem, which requires ample lifeforce by a relatively fresh corpse. Only necromancers can fashion a gem dubbed lifeforce gem; much in similarity to the phylactery of liches, and darkstalkers. Without being contained in a gem lifeforce ebon form would sink, before seeping back into the earth.  

The second reagent is taken from those who have themselves deep ties with Aengudaemons, for example gold ichor. When immortal embodiment of a god’s essence is robbed from the blood of a chosen mortal, then such can be used. It contains in it the longevity of those celestial, but too the corporeality of Men. Dragur’s children, horned dragon-men themselves possess in their visages fueling blood for the Draught of Incite creation.

When poured into an encasing mortar a volatile concoction takes root, being erratic. The lifeforce gem's coiled form must be broken. After such, the black dust first placed inside the mortar acts against the godly blood placed inside next, which is the reason why flesh of a Descendant must be procured. When the corporeality of Men who aren't affected by the divine becomes then the binding agent, because of its natural properties. It acts as the mediator between the two so opposing opposites of ingredients.

Furthermore, the godly blood lasts only a week, normal flesh a day, and the lifeforce gem can last. The potion fails if not made in the same year as the acquired materials. Each different kind of undead follows differing guidelines on when incited.     

Provide evidence that you have garnered said subtype:

Swgrclan

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VB8Aym0pkEI

“Somnithel, harken my words.”

The Rot, Dark, and Hunger was mantled upon the shoulders of those perceived to be incomplete beings. Becoming, or became undead, both afflicted and snuffed from their once brimming flame. Warmth, previously pulsing through thine body became robbed by Somnithel’s terminal rot. Where there was rot, then too Dark was seen in its obscurity.  Afterwards, Hunger striked, making a final step into the pit of undeath. None who haven’t experienced the wilting of their flesh until asunder could fathom its comprehension. A ravaging, plaguing curse bounding our souls in a constant gnawing wrought. In time’s scheme existed a people destined for self-ruin; too timeless as perennial flowers.

“A true hero isn’t measured by the size of his strength, but by the strength of his heart.”

Men, Women, Man, Woman, collected in their warmth weren’t captivated in madness as they had earthly vices. They’re allowed to drink, bond, grow, feel warmth, and the warmth that outpours from the soul. Where flesh is unbeknownst, instead replaced with forlorn sorrow much like others. Sadness is the key that allows us the vision to see clearly past the fog. We’re gifted the flame that burns clairvoyance, albeit we don’t always foresee it. This in fractured realm of shattered glass must be embarked on to weave fertile ground for our brethren. Make your sadness weapons against this world.

Our hexed souls have undergone measure greater than what Gods can perceive. Those who have holy ingrained in them by their deity essence, nor normal Man can steal that away. They’ve wronged us all as a taint that takes lighter form, however that must be put aside. When reclamation reaps what would you have etched into this realm’s corners? Spring from your coffins, graves, and remember this new age of renewal that has already begun spinning violently. We’re not at mercy of the waves, but the waves that carry ideology.

“The dark will be ours,”

Anything given respectability needs responsibility, which those who fail mustn't get a complete safety net. This is further true with something rooted in another once legendary player group, being the original wraiths. It's quite surprising this hasn't been made sooner, but yes, nothing should be guaranteed, as that's when people feel the most lenient. Good writing too.

Pasta eat that for lunch, vanilla

plus 66 post is like passing a black cat, bad luck

Kembe X and Isaiah Rashad

Kilo Fish with the Vince Staples and one only Earl

Mac Miller - Confessions of a Cash Register

Earthgang

                                                        tl;dr, all super underground

8 minutes ago, Tahmas said:

no i speak for him

the life of a poor droid

2 hours ago, Tahmas said:

don't worry about him, he likes to force himself into things he isn't included in

speak for yourself

i'd like this lore to be accepted as dressing for my lasagna soup 

You do not collect 200 dollar $$$$ 

u do not pass go 

Eh, with conjunction to gaining fire resistant magical wooden golems this would need to be distributed carefully. In terms of what druids can do is already quite broad, from offense, to defense, to servants, and healing. I think this here is good, great, but might just buff up Druidism to be another unfearful and powerful art that becomes stagnant when nobody wants to face it.

To put it simply, if accepted I'd hope it falls in the right hands, which Cameron has turned out exceptional at being.

for the internet gangsters packing nines, i  sympathize  

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