DustyOldCrow

Kingdom Hearts [5e, AU]

Yep. Personally, Im a fan of the Shadowrun timescale, 10s per round, but all the d20 systems use a 6s scale. I also rely heavily on flexible perception of time; that thing where time slows down b/c of adrenaline. Time is strange in RPGs.

The Great Hunt - a Wheel of Time RP

Is it too late to voice interest? I love me some Wheel of Time.

@Eklispe If you want an Aes Sedai I can be your warder!

Kingdom Hearts [5e, AU]

@VKAllen @mimikyu @lady athena

Welp I'm still figuring out this @mention thing but I think I got it now.

Here are the two attack rolls you wanted.

roleplayerguild.com/rolls/1218 13
roleplayerguild.com/rolls/1219 8

Damage roll for if I hit.

roleplayerguild.com/rolls/1220 10

Kingdom Hearts [5e, AU]

@Mimikyu @VKAllen @Lady Athena

Sibyll waited just long enough for Karina to enchant his sword. He wasn't sure what she'd set out to accomplish as he twirled the surprisingly light longsword, but, as it trailed a white light behind it, he found he rather enjoyed the visual effect at least. He took a deep breath, falling back on his breathing exercises from archery to try and keep calm in the face of something that huge. Without hesitating any further, he rushed the Darkside, using his left hand to signal to Aellios to go left as he took the monster's right side, swiping at its ankle with his luminescent blade. Hopefully, Aellios would make enough of a distraction that it'd focus on them both, dividing its attention and making it more vulnerable.

Kingdom Hearts [5e, AU]

roleplayerguild.com/rolls/1201 Init: 8

First die roll = 5. Hope this isn't a sign of things to come.

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Adrian

The attack was sudden, and Adrian hated that. He knew nothing about his comrades, and most of them wouldn't recognize him except, if he was particularly unlucky, as one of the Citadel guard. Nobody was going to listen to him here, not yet, and he knew that. It irritated him, as he threw himself off his unnamed horse and seized his sword and shield from the side of the saddle. His arm slipped through the straps on the steel kite easily enough, and he turned as gracefully as he could towards the nearest bandit, who'd gotten a lot closer in that brief instant than Adrian was quite ready for. He noted that the man was swinging a mace and braced himself for the strike. It clanged against the shield like a gong, making Adrian's arm go numb as his sword lashed out. The sound of tearing cloth indicated a hit, but the lack of blood on his blade said otherwise. A close dodge, but still a dodge. "Damn." Adrian fell back towards the main press of the camp, spotting Salem by virtue of a lightning strike. The momentary distraction allowed a bandit arrow to slip through his guard and strike him in the shoulder.

His arm felt like it was filled with fire as he posted his sword to snap the shaft of the arrow off. He let out a choked scream as the sudden motion aggravated the arrowhead, but he'd deal with that later. Moving his shield arm hurt even more now, but he'd push through it as well as he could. More bandits captured Salem before Adrian could reach the feline, and the cold press of a knife at his own throat stopped his motion. "Drop the blade," a deep voice rumbled in his ear.

"Blood and bloody ashes." He grumbled, complying even as he craned his head slightly to try and get a look at the man who held him captive. The knife left his skin as the hand holding it shifted, the bandit twining his fingers through Adrian's hair for a better grip, and Adrian moved. He grabbed the wrist of his captor, leaning forward and rolling the slightly taller man over his shoulders while applying pressure to his wrist. As planned, the bandit's hand seized and dropped the knife, but Adrian fumbled the catch and the blade fell to the ground. As if to make it worse, a sudden pain bloomed in the back of his left leg, forcing him to the ground. He saw the glint of a blood-coated arrowhead in the front of his leg as the first assailant retrieved his knife and placed his booted foot on Adrian's back, shoving him fully to the ground.

FateFallen - Dark Souls-Inspired Sci-Fi Medieval RP (Lots of World Building Opportunity) [Limited Spots] MOVED TO OOC

Yes, i am still interested. To the OOC!

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Adrian Ashworth

Name: Adrian Ashford
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Age: 25
Appearance:

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Adrian dresses in light, non-restrictive clothing, favoring bright colors. His blonde hair hangs down to his ears on the sides, but he keeps it cut shorter in front, so that it barely hits the tops of his blue eyes.
Height: 6'2"
Skills: Sword and Shield Combat - Advanced, Hand-to-Hand Combat - Intermediate, Tracking - Beginner, Camping - Intermediate, Small-Unit Tactics - Master
History: Adrian isn't a master bladesman or a high-ranking Templar from an influential family. No, he's at the Citadel because he earned the posting with something more valuable than swordplay; intelligence. Even if the organization pretty much runs on nepotism, a pattern of success like Adrian's draws notice. With his almost uncanny ability to form plans on the fly, any mission that included him was at least going to have most of the team come home. There were losses, there were failures, but the young Templar would remain collected in the face of peril and make sure to make the most out of his and his troops' abilities and their situation.

Eventually, he was appointed to the Citadel guard for his ability to coordinate small-unit tactics on the fly; his skill was deemed more important to have should the Magi somehow stage a prison break than it was out in the field. The promotion was an honor, but also a hard stop to his advancement, and Adrian saw it for what it was. He couldn't earn any more advancement here; the chances of a Magi rebellion were somewhere around the same as the sky turning pure neon pink and the sun learning to tap-dance. It was a political move, but a good one; the "honor" had taken up all of the influence he'd gained over his time in the Templar forces, and he had no family influence to fall back on, so here he is, stuck guarding the most secure prison there is, rather than out there actually doing something.

Honestly, if it weren't for the explosives, this would be a great assignment for him.
Predisposition to the Magi: He mostly regards them with wariness rather than any sort of contempt; he doesn't like the idea of someone killing him with their mind.
Personality: Adrian is a dedicated individual, loyal to the Templar order, but not out of any sense of fanaticism. Rather, he's loyal to what the Templars represent; a governing body that can protect its populace from dangers. He does count Magi as a danger, because they have powers that most non-Magi can scarcely comprehend, but he doesn't hate them blindly. He tries to maintain a calm attitude in all things, so the most he works up to with something as common, relatively speaking, as a Magi is a wary respect for their abilities. His ability to maintain a calm demeanor and his intuitive grasp of how individuals react to outside forces are what gives him his gift for tactics.
Notes:

Kingdom Hearts [5e, AU]

Sweetness! I'm excited for Wednesday, no brakes on the hype train!

The Titan War

Holy cow, I'm glad you're mostly OK.