Tortall Was Really Like Yeah We Have A Box That Makes People Live Out Their Worst Fears. No We Have No

tortall was really like “yeah we have a box that makes people live out their worst fears. no we have no idea why. we put teenagers in it”

concept: a death god that is actually surprisingly supportive and on the side of the good guys, supporting actions and promoting policies that will lead to the kingdom growing and thriving instead of being destroyed, because the more the kingdom grows, the more people there are, and the more people there are the more people will eventually  die, and when you’re an immortal god of death, you know there’s no need to rush. you’ll get them all in the end

Recently finished Unhallowed by @jordanlhawk, and it was wonderful to be back in the eerie town of Widdershins again! Btw Nocturn Rune is my new fictional child, protect this muffin.^^^

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Eldritch Horror Jolene Masterpost

This incredible reinterpretation of Jolene has become one of my favorite things. I have stitched together a master version of the song from the posts here, here, and here. Jolene, Jolene , Jolene, Jolene; I’m begging of you please don’t take my man. Jolene, Jolene , Jolene, Jolene; Please don’t take him just because you can.

Your beauty is beyond compare With flaming locks of auburn hair With ivory skin and eyes of emerald green

For years our town’s been terrorized By the beast who takes disguise In the shell that calls itself Jolene

Our sleep disturbed by quaking breath Eyes closed against the threat of death That lies behind the teeth of that Jolene

The closer that you get to her The more those edges seem to blur To something that cannot be called Jolene

Jolene, Jolene , Jolene, Jolene; I’m begging of you please don’t take my man. Jolene, Jolene , Jolene, Jolene; Please don’t take him just because you can.

He screams about you in his sleep, And when he wakes does naught but weep, In terror of the one they call, Jolene.

We cower here beneath your gaze, That sets the earth and sky ablaze, Have mercy at the end of days, Jolene.

Before her wrath no foe could stand, Their corpses piled upon the sand, The blood of gods are on her hands; Jolene.

Her hunger barely satisfied, She feasted on the ones who died, She slumbers now in starless skies; Jolene.

Jolene, Jolene , Jolene, Jolene; I’m begging of you, please don’t disturb her sleep. Jolene, Jolene , Jolene, Jolene; We’re safe while she still slumbers in the deep.

Your teeth are sharp, your mouth agape Your claws rend flesh, there’s no escape From judgement of the Eldritch One, Jolene

Blackening the summer skies, With burning wings and countless eyes, We tremble at the thought of you, Jolene.

Bliss withered from this awful truth, Gone is the ignorance of youth, The unrelenting mark of that Jolene.

Jolene, Jolene , Jolene, Jolene; I’m begging of you please don’t take my man. Jolene, Jolene , Jolene, Jolene; Please don’t take him just because you can.

The foolish who came to defend, Their broken minds will never mend, They fell at the mere sight of you, Jolene.

But I’ve seen beyond that auburn hair My eyes have met your vacant stare And  I’ve been told I’m hard to scare, Jolene

Jolene, Jolene , Jolene, Jolene; I’m begging of you please don’t take my man Jolene, Jolene , Jolene, Jolene; I’ll end this story just how it began I’ll take your teeth if you try to take my man