Badges 5
Moments 133
Imagine a slug the size of a truck. Now make it really wide. Now cover its back in waving tendrils that ooze out a constant flow of bright green goop. That's pretty much what we got here. The goop is so bright I worry it has more in common with nuclear waste than it does some sort of slime. There's no way I'm getting anywhere close to that thing. It shall burn in purifying flame.
Chrysalis
Fantasy · RinoZ
Theraz was made to reflect on Mozla's opinion as he spent the next two hours being passed between dignitaries (each of whom required that he be announced before being permitted to enter their presence). Access to the Satrap wasn't easy, even for his nephew. When he finally made it through to the inner palace, he'd begun to yearn for the open waters beyond the barrier again.
Chrysalis
Fantasy · RinoZ
"Yeah," he answered. "He's a couple of months old."
The Lone Healer
LGBT+ · Already_In_Use
The reliquary of the fallen Immortal covered all of them in its blessed light, and Leeroy felt her soul singing as the massed enemies loomed ever larger in her eyes.
Chrysalis
Fantasy · RinoZ
[An interesting thing, worm! Did you think that Torrifex, the herald of Arconidem, would be crushed by such weak magic?]
Chrysalis
Fantasy · RinoZ
Arising from an ocean of blood, Horgran has raised the Fortress of Flesh. A place of endless gore, the monsters within delight in butchery, but none so much as Horgran. When awake, the Ancient stalks the cavernous halls, hacking apart whatever crosses their path. The Butcher seldom even eats, satisfied with the slaughter alone.
Chrysalis
Fantasy · RinoZ
All who have dreamt of the realm of Zothoth have gone mad. What little we know has been gathered through the dedicated work of the Cult of Asylum, interpreting the gibberings of those blessed with the vision to piece together a picture of this place. Described as Mind Spike, this realm is a twisted vision of madness. Ever shifting, ever warping, nothing remains the same for long. Atop the Spike, Zothoth makes her home, causing insanity to fall like rain.
Chrysalis
Fantasy · RinoZ
Evershade, a realm of almost total and perpetual darkness, is where Syssernix holds domain. Teeming with sightless monsters of terrible power that swim through the shadows like fish in the sea. In the deepest and darkest pools, Syssernix makes her resting place, a coral fortress that none dare enter.
Chrysalis
Fantasy · RinoZ
Yes! Kneel before me, you worms! Gweheheheheh! Hack! No… I must resist! I cannot allow the light to fall into the shadows. Not today, Dark Anthony! Your time will come, but it shall not be now!
Chrysalis
Fantasy · RinoZ
What the hell was that?! Some sort of Black Hole?
Chrysalis
Fantasy · RinoZ
The little green-eyed demon is turning himself into a fluttering bomb factory. At the rate he's going, he'll be dropping nukes when he evolves.
Chrysalis
Fantasy · RinoZ
With practised ease, he pushed them away and centred himself. Just another dive, nothing he hadn't done a thousand times before. He calmed himself by thinking that way, but many had been lost, doing what he did. They went too deep, followed the trails too far. There were beasts out there in the dark. Hungry and patient, they were all too happy to gobble up a Dungeon Seer too far from home.
Chrysalis
Fantasy · RinoZ
The process was completed in silence, each aware of the import of doing every little task perfectly. Attention to detail, no mistakes, that was how Cicera ran her Legions. That was how the Legionem Abyssi won wars.
Chrysalis
Fantasy · RinoZ
Legionaries were known to obsess over the condition of their Abyssal armour. Fussing over the plates, burnishing the living stone, polishing the enchanted metal. All of these were important, vital components that ensured the proper function of the suit, providing the all-important protection that allowed their soldiers to endure blows no other army could, and exert strength no sapient should possess.
Chrysalis
Fantasy · RinoZ
Six hundred and sixty Biomass, just for the +25 to +30. Then I need another… three hundred and sixty per brain, and I have three of those, so that means another one thousand and eighty. So one thousand seven hundred and forty Biomass in total?
Chrysalis
Fantasy · RinoZ
Six hundred and sixty Biomass, just for the +25 to +30. Then I need another… three hundred and sixty per brain, and I have three of those, so that means another one thousand and eighty. So one thousand seven hundred and forty Biomass in total?
Chrysalis
Fantasy · RinoZ
Hello my dear readers, it is wonderful to be able to share with you the next instalment of my adventures amidst the lands of the Colony! When last we spoke, I had been assured that a meeting with THE Queen was quite simply impossible, outside of a crusade of the most bloody sort to fight through tens of thousands of fanatical insect soldiers! I enjoy a good crusade as much as the next person, but I have to say that even I am not that eager to score an interview.
Chrysalis
Fantasy · RinoZ
I'm about to tell Granin exactly what he can do with his beliefs when a familiar scent wafts against my antennae.
Chrysalis
Fantasy · RinoZ
As always, the sight of the hated enemy ignited a primal rage in her gut and Leeroy embraced it. Their elongated mandibles, their strange, alien bodies, with only two segments rather than three, and their beady, near sightless eyes. They were unnatural and did not belong in this world. She firmly believed that, how else could she explain this instinctual hatred?
Chrysalis
Fantasy · RinoZ
Anas_meziane
[Occultus Toxicus Limax: Hidden Toxic Slug. A hardy, defensive monster used as a forward scout by the Krath tribes. With its dense coating of ascended slime flesh, the Hidden Toxic Slug is difficult to kill, and is capable of changing the environment to better suit itself, and its masters.]
Chrysalis
Fantasy · RinoZ