#villager cleric

[ask-tdw-0666]

Father Seren may be passive but at times when it's truly needed and passiveness isn't going to help, he has to fight as a last resort. especially when it's to protect his Illager apprentice.

[oceanghoulart]

More animal crossing bloodborne crossover

[palatteflags]

Cleric, Leatherworker, Witch, Sniffer, and Lush Caves from Minecraft based moodboard! ^^ For an anon~ Hope you enjoy!

Want one? send an ask! -mod Jay

[auroras-void]

Outdoor wedding venue I built for a couple friends a while ago. ❤️

[dailyadventureprompts]

Adventure: Do no Harm

Gangs of brigands attacking along the trade roads in a series of bloody, near suicidal raids. An increasing spree of violent incidents in town that seem to be spreading like a sickness. Folk in their feverbeds rambling about a war out of time. These seemingly unrelated incidents are the violent signs that have been laid before Prior Rupak, healer and priest of Pelor, who sees them as the prelude to a far greater evil. The good healer cannot treat the victims and investigate the cause of their suffering at the same time, and so seeks allies to help stem the tide of blood before it pours over into the streets.

Hooks:

The party may first encounter Rupak after seeking out his infirmary, usually open to all by grace of the dawnfather’s altruism but recently closed off so that the priest and his acolytes can triage an ever mounting number of injured. Ushered in to receive treatment in payment for their aid, the party is briefed on the strange occurrences in town and sent on their way. Alternatively, should their reputation be great enough, Rupak may send a runner to ask for the party by name.

Merchants are always wary of bandits on the road, but this latest swath of reckless attacks has them especially worried, shilling out good coin for caravan guards that may get the party to tag along. Gossip by the watchfires says that the attacks are originating from a tumbledown old fortress out in the countryside, though why any self-respecting brigand would choose to lair in that haunted place is anyone’s guess.

Untangling the different attacks in town leads the party through a gauntlet of civil strife: lovers’ spats, disagreements in the market, tavernbrawls, all turned bloody and in some cases lethal. Investigating the matter reveals that each perpetrator was at one point a victim, all still bearing a fevered and borderline infected wound (if only a scratch) from a previous altercation

Background: The origin of all this chaos is a dark spirit known as “I Bear Thee Unto Glory”, a demon of war that sustains itself by sowing confusion and suffering during peacetime. Weapons touched by Unto-Glory’s influence grant their bearers the manic strength of dying warriors, even as their minds and the metal they hold begin to corrode. That corrosion is the key, as each cursed weapon leaves behind tiny slivers of demonic rust in their victim, leaving their body and mind to fester with fever and anger until they too lash out, passing the curse to another.

Tracking the infection all the way back we’re left with the brigands, a group of desperate foreign soldiers making an unwitting deal with Unto-Glory which drives them to attack the caravans. These attacks are repulsed, but the guards and drivers who survived with only minor injuries became carriers, getting into town just in time to start a tavernbrawl, lashing out at the townsfolk with their now rusted weapons. If you wanted to sow a few clues into the party’s investigation, mention how the weapons seized by the constables in the different incidents are all varying levels of corroded, or how the tavernkeeper had to replace a whole bevy of cutlery all of a sudden as a good portion of their knives, forks, and even soup ladle were suddenly rusted through. 

All of this comes to a head when the party report back to Rupak only to watch as he’s stabbed near lethally by one of his patients. Strengthened by an unholy fever, the formerly bedridden attacker brandishes a rusty scalpel and rants as Unto-Glory’s presence overwhelms them, speaking of the slaughter that is to come once the good doctor and the heroes too join them in the bloodbath. The violence will spiral out of control until the army is called to do something about it and likewise join the dance. Infection and bedlam will spread across the countryside until war is inevitable, and Unto Glory will ride at the head of it awful and resplendent.

With the realm at risk and their greatest ally now at risk of succumbing to the curse, something must be done. A risky summoning in the hopes of binding the fiend perhaps? Seeking some blessing or answer of the dawnfather? Regardless, the party must act fast... there’s a very good chance that they too have received a rust-cursed wound in their numerous scuffles, and its only a matter of time before they succumb aswell.

[wildfairies]

how am i supposed to tell u guys about my ocs without boring info dumps

[asktotallyhuman]

"I would like to ask the local cleric more about their religion, as being raised with an open mind to listen and learn (and only told of one legend story for bedtime in my youth)... Father Syrus didn't hold any belief himself, but he was still enjoying listening to others of their own..."

"... but right now, I don't think they would be open to... talking with me just yet... what with my gray skin and all..." ^^;

(Wanted to ask Father Aldurn as Orchid just for laughs)

But luckily, with the magic of her charm, she's able to walk the town freely. Even enter the church, and speak to reverend Father himself.

Father Aldurn closes his book before he continues.

"The Aether, and the Nether, both places one could access with the right resources. Heaven and hell. Death brings one of three options:"

"One: A soul that is virtuous, is given the gift of "creation," spirit awakening within the paradise of the aether, free to fly and create in true paradise for eternity.

Two: A soul that is vengeful, filled with hatred and spite, is bound to eternal damnation. Dread souls to become a part of the soul-sand that covers the nether realm.

Three: Some say, that within the realm of the void exists a form of purgatory. Lost souls wander the barren wastelands of the void and the endrealm, their former beings slowly stripping away, until they become akin to a pearlless enderfolk, screaming in the dark with powers they can't control."

"If you want to learn more, my child, perhaps you would like to attend one of my sermons!"

[dangoarts]

i can't kill passive endermen lmao

[puppyeared]

Maybe together we can make this whorehouse.. into a whorehome

[roleplayingorchids]

*A villager arrives at his newly acquired hut in the swamp and quickly begins setting it up. He places a sign by the door offering medical services to any in need. He is focused on decorating the exterior making it feel warm and welcoming in order to attract attention*

(@the-village-doctor)

An Illager in blue walked to the nearby swamp to look for ingredients only to discover a new resident. She smiled "Why Hello there."

[awkward-fallen-angel]

My oath breaker paladin learned she's an oath breaker paladin. She did not take it well.

[larryhunkin]

Behold the Whisperer of Madness: The Cleric of Angharad

In the quaint, fog-shrouded village, an ominous figure emerges. Cloaked in the mists the cleric of Angharad - The Usurper of the Deep, The Lord of the Deep, The Whisperer of Madness Maelstronom - stands as a testament to the chaotic power of the abyss. His visage, a horrifying blend of human and cephalopod, hints at the unearthly forces he commands.

Tenets of Faith: The Creed of Angharad

Embrace the Deep: The Deep is the source of all power, the primordial chaos from which all life springs. Embrace its embrace, surrender to its currents, and allow its power to flow through you.

Unleash Your Inner Chaos: Do not suppress your desires, your rage, your ambition. Unleash your inner chaos, for it is the true nature of all beings. Embrace the darkness within, and let it guide your actions.

Destroy the Old Order: The world is stagnant, bound by outdated laws and suffocating traditions. Shatter the old order, tear down the monuments of the past, and pave the way for a new age of chaos and change.

Consume and Conquer: The world is a feast laid out before you. Consume it, devour its resources, and bend its creatures to your will. Conquer the seas, the land, and all that stands in your path.

Ascend Through Power: Power is the ultimate goal, the only true measure of worth. Seek power relentlessly, through cunning, through violence, through any means necessary. Ascend to godhood, and reshape the world in your image.

Revere the Usurper: Angharad is the rightful ruler of the Deep, the one who overthrew the old order and brought about a new era of chaos. Revere the Usurper, offer sacrifices in its name, and spread its influence across the land.

Embrace the Cycle of Destruction and Rebirth: Destruction is not an end, but a beginning. Embrace the cycle of destruction and rebirth, for it is through chaos that new life emerges. Destroy the old to make way for the new.

Seek Knowledge, but Trust Your Instincts: Knowledge is power, but do not be blinded by it. Trust your instincts, your primal urges, and the whispers of the Deep. Let your intuition guide you, for it is the voice of chaos speaking through you.

Disrupt and Disobey: Do not conform to the expectations of society. Disrupt the status quo, challenge authority, and disobey unjust laws. Embrace your individuality, and let your actions reflect your chaotic nature.

Serve the Will of Angharad: Angharad is the embodiment of chaos, the architect of a new world. Serve its will with unwavering loyalty, spread its teachings, and work tirelessly to bring about its vision of a chaotic utopia.

Join us as we delve deeper into the enigmatic world of Asphodel embracing the power of chaos and the promise of a new era.

https://www.worldanvil.com/.../the-deep-god---angharad...

#Fantasy#RPG#Asphodel#Angharad#Chaos#DeepGod#GameDevelopment#Lore

[dungeons-n-dragons-n-dumbasses]

[ask-tdw-0666]

[convexicalcrow]

There we go. Much better. Could only fit three farms in bc the fourth section near where I'm standing isn't low enough to not bump into the tunnel to the Vex shrine so. >_> That oughta do for now. Creeper farm tomorrow bc it is 1am and I am Exhausted and hungry.

[drop--pop--candy]

Cece Chillshot aka Cecelia Chillheart. and her sisters Calendula and Camellia