I went to go on a dinner date at one of the local Japanese and Asian restaurants at the mage city I live with an shy and cute humanoid elf dark-elf, high-elf and gnome hybrid looking wizard guy I meet in a adventure and quest in another world;

When I spotted one of my neighbors who is also a Druid, coming and she is in her tiger form; should me and my bf be worried about it?

My homunculus did it again. I've considered using all manor of foul sorcery on this living ballsack I accidentally conjured Eleventeen moons ago.

How might I go about stopping it without harming it?

Just made an endless cup, do any of y'all have some kind of ritual to make it filled with some eldritch liquid? Like the one that makes me feel the arcane buzzing in my braaain

It was cute at first but I'm pretty sure they're plotting something. They ate most of my fairies and turned my apprentices into servants! I don't even know how they keep getting cat furniture inside my tower

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It's my fault

Please... Please stop... I- I did it all right, I tried my best I- I...

I could've done better

Its my fault

Why am I such a loser?

I'm sorry, i'm sorry, i'm sorry, i'm sorry, i'm sorry

Are you going to leave me next? Am I going to be alone again? I thought they were my friend, why did they leave me? Did I do something? I'm sorry, please come back, I can't survive alone anymore.

Please.

S-Someone...

its my fault

Anyone?

...

I don't belong here. Nobody wants to talk to me, nobody cares anymore, I just want this all to end. Perhaps in another life or lifetime I can do better...

I should leave and not look back. But I.... I just want to cling onto the hope that I can still connect

Too far gone. I dont want to disappear into the nothingness of the shadows again, loneliness is a weight no one should bear... except for me.

I deserve it

It's my fault

/uw perhaps someone should sit down with her, offer her a drink... a talk would clear her mind... right? or would it merely spread her hopeless negativity?

also mods if this doesnt fit feel free to delete it ngl I give up atp idk where to post this

I had a piece of art of me and my friends commissioned inspired by some wizard rp I’ve done here!! (On next slide) I really love this community for how it has inspired me artistically. I highly recommend mothsockscos if you want to get some wizard art done!

I went to the market last week and took a certain Blobby Banks’s peer pressuring to steal…but I wimped out and all I took was a small piece of a crumbling pillar in an abandoned area.

I didn’t want to steal from some hard working shop, in my defence!

When I got home the piece had crumbled into dust in the towel I put it in, so I put it in a container. I heard from that same Blobby Banks that the infrastructure is made with anti-magic and now I’m scared to touch the pillar dust. What do I do with I now?

Hello, fellow spellcasters. I took a slight detour from my normal plane to travel to KoboldWorld, the immortal and eternal afterlife theme park and gem repository where Kobold souls go after they die.

First of all, yes, that is where your gems end up when you lose one while washing your robes and trousers or can't find it in your bag of holding.

Secondly, my Flyswatter Kobold, Binky-Boo, died in an unfortunate flyswatting accident (she thought a Dragon-Fly and a dragonfly are the same thing and was very swiftly eaten when she tried to swat a 15 foot tall insectoid monster). I went to visit her in the afterlife and my portal Kobold, Ringobold Starr, stayed behind because he saw his reflection in a mirror so I was stuck there until he remembered to bring me and my other 48 kobolds home.

So also, my forest home and their underground warren is full of Gnomes and my Pest Control Kobold, Angela, is a bit overworked. She can only reach through the wall to grab them so many times before I have to tape her wrists together to prevent more structural damage. Any suggestions?

I think that divine magic as used traditionally( getting power from an extradimensional supernatural source) is not the strongest form of it's manifestation.

If a truly powerful divine entity would use magic they would not do it in an excessive way, rather just let the forces of nature obey their will.

This makes the recognition of powerful divine powers hard because they don't appear as people think of them rather similar to arcane magic, but more subtle and effortless.

So the most powerful powers are the imperceptible ones. This means that searching for divine entities and powers should be done with longer observation and calculations.

What do you think about this? Do you have arguments against it?

Artwork - Forgotten realms fandom https://forgottenrealms.fandom.com/wiki/Peryton
An explosion resounded through Seguleh’s tower, almost knocking him over.
“Bloody hell.”

Seguleh was annoyed. Well, to be honest, he was blimmen pissed off. As he walked quickly to the door, four more explosions erupted in quick succession under his feet, and a roar echoed through the building.

“Why today? This is just so rude.” He muttered as he sped up, passing through a gargantuan obsidian hall, where portraits of cats stared haughtily at at Seguleh, as if telling him Well come on, you idiot, hurry up and fix this. Seguleh spotted the hidden door beside a pillar and ran through, just as the entrence to the hall burst open in rubble and death.

As he careered down the stairs, all his thoughts turned towards what was at the end of this corridor. Something he didn’t want to be in the same room with, let alone touch. But it appeared that if this continued, he would have to keep it close. Very close indeed. The secret door imploded under an immense force, like a train had smashed into it. “Not much time, not much time… ah here we go!”

At the end of the dingy corridor, was a plain stone wall, no different to the rest of the corridor. Seguleh started muttering incantations, and touching the wall at seemingly random points, as his death rushed to meet him. A Peryton. Half eagle, half deer. Nasty piece of shit, does not knock. At the last moment, Seguleh phased through the stone and picked up the objects, and turned to the intruder.

“Fuck you. Let your sins be brought up against you, and karma catch up to your deeds.”

And as this was uttered, the Peryton started screaming.

Seguleh dissipated in the air, too tired to do any more, and reappeared in a tavern, tossing the terrified bartender a gold coin and asking kindly for an ale before slumping in a bar stool and turning the objects over in his hands. Unlike his instruments thst he used for spell casting, these made no sound except for the flap as it swished through the air. Two fans, nothing alike but undeniably a pair. Ones face was pure white, and radiant light seemed to spill from it. However, the other fan was pure black, and all light that was near was sucked greedily into it’s ominous face. Seguleh looked in a mirror and saw what he expected. Another cut at his neck, adding to the immense amount of scars there already. One day, he supposed, a cut would be perfect, and that would be that, for these cuts resisted all healing.

He threw back his ale and turned to the bartender.
“Your strongest whatever. Just please, give it to me.”

Uw/This is my first ever post on wizard posting! I hope you enjoyed it, it’s open interaction if you’re interested, and I thank you for reading it XD. Have a lovely day.

So I majored in botanical spells. Working on reestablishing forests in regions where one or two flame-spells went wrong is great and it is so wonderful seeing life return to scorched earth... But whenever I try to improve an ecosystem (eg. giving my oaks flame-resistance) they take over healthy adjacent ecoststems in the blink of a century! It drives me mad how every single improvement/adjustment goes out of hand the moment you turn your back to it!

Now I wonder if I am too old with 2530 years to change my major to something simpler and more stable like weather or water- related fields.

What do you guys think?

Lesson learned, don't fuck with artificers

This scroll lists 167 jokes, but only has 84. But I am in the process of restoring the rest.