Grandkhan
Telvanni Master Wizard
if the yuan ti are reptiles why do they have boobies
Look mate, if you're expecting me to RP as a female without RPing jiggling my boobies around like the females do, I don't really know what to say.
if the yuan ti are reptiles why do they have boobies
@Immaculate, at present for the sake of the setting and the sake of convenience I am limiting players to the "standard" high fantasy races. While previously I considered the introduction of lizardmen that felt rather D&Desque and kind of gamey. I could be persuaded, I guess, but I am already playing fast and loose with the rules.
I think it's more that you are constantly proposing ideas, but you rarely follow up on them, which contributes to a general disinterest in your ideas because most of the community suspects that they're not going to go anywhere. :/@Everyone: I guess that no one (save Tycho) is interested in my last suggestion. No prob. I guess the RPG NES market is almost nil.
He means to say you're annoying and we hate you as a collective.
I think it's more that you are constantly proposing ideas, but you rarely follow up on them, which contributes to a general disinterest in your ideas because most of the community suspects that they're not going to go anywhere. :/
I think it's more that you are constantly proposing ideas, but you rarely follow up on them, which contributes to a general disinterest in your ideas because most of the community suspects that they're not going to go anywhere. :/
OOC: This is an interesting precursor (from a related human culture) to my second (and hopefully much longer) chapter, Yn Jormvardn - The Dragon Kings.
Yn Ertanjos
Melo Unaieldan - The Telling of Elder Days
Let faithful men now learn the true story of the Fall, and turn from the dragon-cult and all its hatred and darkness.
The dark men and their followers say Njos alone created life, and fools and thralls believe them, but this is not true. Galladan created life, and the races in their divine hierarchy. First he created animals, then bestial orcs, little more than animals, then dwarves in their low cunning, then man in his ambitious but flawed nature, and finally elves, purest and finest above all races. Seeing that this was good, Galladan made his first son Lord of the Morning, and his second Lord of the Evening. To the first, Atalladan, was given the right to rule, and to the second, the right to serve his brother in all things.
In the first days all the races were immortal, and lived in harmony with the gods, obeying the gods and the elves their highest servants. Seeing the peace and happiness of Atalladan and his divine rule over the lesser gods, Falladan the Lord of the Evening grew black with jealousy, and thenceforth became Lord of Darkness. So wove he the shadows about himself, creating a guise to shield his nature from the very gods.
Came then Falladan in the guise of the craftsman Njos, to Atalladan Heaven-King, and begged leave to offer his Gift to make men and elves and all the lesser races perfect. Thinking him wise, Atalladan accepted, only to learn and despair that the Gift of Njos was mortality, which is the root of all our sins. And the revelation of this curse drove all the lesser gods to fractious fighting, for Falladan-who-is-Njos had bestowed his gift upon all, though upon those closest in substance to Galladan (the elves, and the gods) it has fallen lightest.
Filled with terrible wroth, Atalladan struck down his brother who fell from the heavens, falling to the underworld. Falladan was not killed, but weakened for an Age, and so in his hatred (and seeing that even his gift could not abolish the beauty of the elves which he so coveted) he created the dragons as a weapon of black revenge. Though we are but second favored of Galladan, that does not mean that his Son has not kept a place for us in his heavenly halls. The righteous men of this world may protect the elves, guard them in their purity and beauty, and in time, Atalladan will grant us an equal reward in the afterlife.
But we must remain ever vigilant, for despite the fall of the dragons and their human thralls, they gather in shadow to rise again, and only the valor of the Elf-Friends shall hold them back.