Okee, I'll be available this Saturday anytime. For your schedule @BiffleChump, I presume the earlier the better since you'll need your sleep. I can probably do 12:00 PM (west coast time), give or take 2 hours. Are you up for a session this Saturday, @AXIS? If those times are out of place in your schedule, I can arrange a seperate session later that day.
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Got my wisdom teeth pulled. The worst part is not the pain but the lack thereof. Having numb lips is not fun :(
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Ay, probably been placed under a wicked sleep spell. *Yawn* Welp, nothing I can do about that!
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*Opens beak widely to yawn* It's been a while since I've been active!
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I 'ave projects rn. AARRGGHH!!! Especially from my AP classes! DOUBLE AARRGGHH!!!
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Ima ordinary guy highschooler with that is going through school. I'm still haven't experienced RP that much. Thus, I hope to see where I stand and what my skills are.
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Get better soon and best of skill in your studies!
Get better soon and best of skill in your studies!
He didn't intend to recieve the first coin that soon, but George merely shrugged inwardly as he gave an appreciative smile towards the man.
"Don't get the idea that you're special." the masked man pointed at George. This time, George actually shrugged at the mention of being "special." As long as there was some coin to be earned and some great battles to be seen, he could care less about being "special."
When the masquerade dismissed everyone, the crowd slowly dispersed out of the open square and headed in their own directions, presumably towards inns or taverns. George himself disappeared into an alley so that he could thoroughly explore the city layout, one, because it was wise to have an escape plan, and two, because it would be some time before a considerable crowd would be out. From there, he continued to wander.
"Don't get the idea that you're special." the masked man pointed at George. This time, George actually shrugged at the mention of being "special." As long as there was some coin to be earned and some great battles to be seen, he could care less about being "special."
When the masquerade dismissed everyone, the crowd slowly dispersed out of the open square and headed in their own directions, presumably towards inns or taverns. George himself disappeared into an alley so that he could thoroughly explore the city layout, one, because it was wise to have an escape plan, and two, because it would be some time before a considerable crowd would be out. From there, he continued to wander.
Oof, probably not this week. Oh, also, I actually live in the west coast. I'm just here in Texas for an event
@BiffleChump
Probably weekends only. That's when my time is most flexible.
Probably weekends only. That's when my time is most flexible.
George lightly walked over towards the held piece of paper, whisking the parchment into his hold. In only a short moment of slowly reading it aloud to himself, he began shaking his head.
"No good," he said aloud, "I can't exactly accept these terms, not without a few changes." He turned towards the masked man with a wry smile.
"On any day, I can choose whether or not to leave." Although George couldn't see behind the mask, he could sense the face the masquerade was making. Before the masked man could reply, George intercepted him with a wall of cunning charm and a business man's confidence.
"Now don't start having a coniption. For these changes, I'll only recieve my pay at the end of each week, a mere single silver at that. In addition, should I choose to flee without announcement, feel free to uproot my head. Any borrow equipment will be relinquished upon leaving. How does that sound?" He smiled at the masked man, gesturing his hands to signify an absolute steal of a deal.
@Elevation
"No good," he said aloud, "I can't exactly accept these terms, not without a few changes." He turned towards the masked man with a wry smile.
"On any day, I can choose whether or not to leave." Although George couldn't see behind the mask, he could sense the face the masquerade was making. Before the masked man could reply, George intercepted him with a wall of cunning charm and a business man's confidence.
"Now don't start having a coniption. For these changes, I'll only recieve my pay at the end of each week, a mere single silver at that. In addition, should I choose to flee without announcement, feel free to uproot my head. Any borrow equipment will be relinquished upon leaving. How does that sound?" He smiled at the masked man, gesturing his hands to signify an absolute steal of a deal.
@Elevation
Oh, also, we might want to schedule a time soon when you guys are up for it.
@BiffleChump@AXIS
I'll send you both a google doc sometime later. Just a warning, though, things might get a little weirder, more hectic, and fun with 3 people now. Glad to have you all on board. :)
@AXIS
Don't sweat it. This table is meant to be scheduled unlike the many post by post rpg's. Also, since we have more than two now, we can do individual sessions with different people combinations (or have all three at the same time.
I'll send you both a google doc sometime later. Just a warning, though, things might get a little weirder, more hectic, and fun with 3 people now. Glad to have you all on board. :)
@AXIS
Don't sweat it. This table is meant to be scheduled unlike the many post by post rpg's. Also, since we have more than two now, we can do individual sessions with different people combinations (or have all three at the same time.
@AXIS Okay. :)
Friday or Saturday? I'll be be running on Texas time and will only be available during the evening.
Friday or Saturday? I'll be be running on Texas time and will only be available during the evening.
After making a decent amount at the previous city, George moved onto this one out of being bored with the previous city and hearing interesting rumors about this one. The thought of witnessing a skirmish of orcs excited George. It would make an excellent experience to sing and tell about, both for money and excitement. As he walked in he noticed a line of people receiving pay that was quickly shortening in length. Curious.
He grabbed the nearest person and asked, "What's going on over there?" The gruff man snuffed at George and tore himself away from George. That didn't quite work but as to be expected. He continued to ask around. By the time he'd finished asking, he was in the marketplace asking a maiden who was helping move caravan stuff from a cart.
"Excuse me, my lady, but may I ask what's going on with the line and the chest of money?" George pointed towards the line.
"That line?" She said, "It's for recruiting people. The army folk have been going around asking anyone stupid enough to go to war with them against the orcs. Though, the pays good. I give it that." George smiled and gave a short thank you. George turned and began walking towards the line. He then realized he'd strayed away and that the line was probably almost finished. He ran.
Just as the last person was taking his pay, George barely made it when the sun finally disappeared underneath the horizon. Panting, he rested a hand on a knee while facing his face to the ground. The other hand held one finger up, as if to signal to speak. After one deep breath, he finally propped himself up.
"Which one of you is the employer?" He blurted as the masked man and the armored woman stopped mid-conversation to stare at him. "Ah, I forgot to introduce myself." He prostrated himself to his full height before saying, "I am George Arend Lark," doing a flowery bow when he emphasized "Arend" and finishing with a cheesy flourish at "Lark."
@Elevation@Overlord Thraka
He grabbed the nearest person and asked, "What's going on over there?" The gruff man snuffed at George and tore himself away from George. That didn't quite work but as to be expected. He continued to ask around. By the time he'd finished asking, he was in the marketplace asking a maiden who was helping move caravan stuff from a cart.
"Excuse me, my lady, but may I ask what's going on with the line and the chest of money?" George pointed towards the line.
"That line?" She said, "It's for recruiting people. The army folk have been going around asking anyone stupid enough to go to war with them against the orcs. Though, the pays good. I give it that." George smiled and gave a short thank you. George turned and began walking towards the line. He then realized he'd strayed away and that the line was probably almost finished. He ran.
Just as the last person was taking his pay, George barely made it when the sun finally disappeared underneath the horizon. Panting, he rested a hand on a knee while facing his face to the ground. The other hand held one finger up, as if to signal to speak. After one deep breath, he finally propped himself up.
"Which one of you is the employer?" He blurted as the masked man and the armored woman stopped mid-conversation to stare at him. "Ah, I forgot to introduce myself." He prostrated himself to his full height before saying, "I am George Arend Lark," doing a flowery bow when he emphasized "Arend" and finishing with a cheesy flourish at "Lark."
@Elevation@Overlord Thraka
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