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im working on a return to the darkest dungeon dnd campaign i ran years and years ago. we're going back to the hamlet boys.

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appears out of a stagecoach.

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Send me ⊗ + a word for my muse’s thoughts on that subject.

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just rescued reynauld so we are so back everyone

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ive abandoned my boy

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making aus for regulus is so fun and easy. hes the weird noble recluse who is studying dark magic in the manor on the hill.

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YOU WERE BOLD ONCE. BE BOLD ONCE MORE.

@DARKESTHEIR, an independent roleplay blog for the heir of the darkest dungeon. written by vladimir, est. may 2018.

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Go in my askbox, and give my muse an RPG-style command!

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the evolution of regulus's magical abilities go like this:

original dd timeline: great old one warlock, pact of the tome. he was given a book of shadows bound to the creature beneath the estate and was following cryptic notes left within by the ancestor, as well as adding the ancestor's old research to his own. his magic was powerful, but not his own -- he was a conduit for the heart's abilities to reach the rest of the estate and to further its own machinations through the bloodline of the ancestor.

when they fought the heart the very first time, regulus was to make a choice regarding the come unto your maker attack and refused to make a choice, being struck down instead. this caused a violent reaction from the heart, as the conduit it had been using to manipulate the world beyond was killed, and thus the cycle began again.

second dd timeline + current dd2 timeline: aberrant mind sorcerer. after the Incident outlined above, the heart and regulus's connection was stronger, solidified into a case of influencing the bloodline directly rather than using them as puppets through a pact. the magic is more varied, comes from within regulus without need of a spellbook, and can at times be cast without any movement or verbal command from regulus, something that reynauld noted first.

despite the defeat of the heart before venturing beyond the estate to deal with the Mountain, regulus's magic only continues to strengthen, a possible link to the manor continuing through him and sustained by the fact that the last piece of the estate that exists in the shadows is the manor regulus rules.

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so the new miniboss being added is called the warlord and we dont have a boss related to the bandits yet so im not saying it might be related to vvulf but --

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god now I have to write my DND campaign

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the light never dies baby!!!!

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im about to be the most annoying person in the world.

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you guys are fantasy blogs but if i roleplayed a tormented doctor from an alternate 1940s timeline would u love me

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" i have. i wondered more often in the hamlet, when my family never wrote or located me. i don't know if time is passing the way we hope it is. "

he shrugs with one shoulder, keeping his hands folded around a glass on the table. the question gives him pause, makes him seem to deeply consider as he dredges the memories up.

" he was. . .a kind gentleman. welcomed me gladly into the university. i was struggling with fighting with my brother about inheritance and that nonsense -- my father hadn't died yet. he welcomed me to the school and we became close friends even outside of class.

he had an interest in things like i did. folklore, ancient histories -- that sort of nonsense. "

"Do you ever wonder about time that passes outside this place? Even in all of my travels, I have never left this world. I've never been outside this closed place. It feels like....being trapped behind a mirror. No matter where you look, you still cannot reach past the glass."

She stirs her fingertip in the water.

"Tell me who your teacher is. Who were they? What were they like?"

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@stresstal replied: She thinks for a while, and gives a small smile. "before the Hamlet. Before. Before this place at all."

before the hamlet? that seems to give him an extended pause, his eyes cast to the window facing outside.

" i. . .remember my siblings. it's hard to forget my eldest brother, the bastard. and the estate. i lived away for a while at school, but i don't remember the details of it. it's very hazy. "

he's silent a moment before he drums his fingers on the table.

" i think i keep seeing ghosts of my old teacher, but -- it's probably my mind playing tricks on me. "