ArenaSnow

The Broken Drum - Casual drop-in chat for out-of-work adventurers

Thasseldar took a long look at the drink. He had been across many dimensions... and seen many strange things. He didn't have the foggiest idea what it was.

Judging from the reaction that had just played out down the bar, something quite strong... he decided to take a chance.

He stuck a few gold coins on the counter and quickly drunk the contents of the drink, quickly bringing the cup down on the table. That wasn't too... err...

For a movement, his human form completely dissolved, revealing his natural body structure and armor worn from hundreds of years of travel and wear. He slammed his head on the table as it completely distorted his thoughts, and he inadvertently summoned a chicken as random thoughts ran through his head...

A minute later, he regained control, casually restoring his human form and completely ignoring the chicken that was striding towards Tongzka.

"Hmm... I think I'll have one more."

Another fantasy rp? hopefully it will stick

Now then! An intro...

I suppose there isn't much to say, I am simply ArenaSnow and juggling a variety of RP's, some more successful than others.

A "Realmswalker" is a reference to a race I invented for something off-site a couple years ago, part of a little worldbuilding project that was somewhat successful; yet I never put it into action, so it and most of the characters and the plot lay around to rot. Realmswalkers in particular I had designed to be able to travel across dimensions and realms, so they fit in settings much better than other species I came up with. Every so often I intend to change it (at this point, when I hit the 500 post mark).

Improv RP! Always Accepting!

What's the cap on characters?

I was thinking of having a regular one for the longer haul and another one to inspire some drama early on.

The Broken Drum - Casual drop-in chat for out-of-work adventurers

Ah, true... I lost organization.

Also, the folks over at Harrowmount are waiting for ya.

Harrowmounts Plight

Currently stalled as a wait for the other characters to continue and wait for potential interaction at cottage entrance; I'm still holding out a little bit longer for @Genni in particular.

The Broken Drum - Casual drop-in chat for out-of-work adventurers

Decided to just cancel out that response I put up afterwards, so right now I would say I am on queue for a drink :)

Harrowmounts Plight

Mmm... alright, I was making it a little longer to help advance things; although things go a little slow enough already to make a further gimp unnecessary :P

I would be open to the idea, although I need to save Lance first. :P

House Arrest: A Witch and Genie's Story

Etrasus loved the library at Neworth University; it was honestly the only thing to keep him interested in staying. He had dropped by at various points over the many years; the nostalgia was what kept him coming back. That and, of course, a higher than average population of witches and the like in the community. Witches meant power, of course.

Then again, evolution of society had only made it harder for him to find good victims; burning witches that didn't join him in a display of public humiliation was no longer viable. Still, he had two minions, and they kept him satisfied. For now...

It was the period before a university-wide lunchtime, when students often came in to read, work on schoolwork, the like. He got the impression that students found him creepy, although he didn't particularly care. All he cared was that students put books back where they found them. The library was expansive and contained many decent works of literature. None from his glory days, although that wasn't too bad of a thing; he found early writings to be boring, except for, of course, the Spellbook.

He sat back and picked up the novel he was reading. The period would end soon, with a small trickle of regulars coming in, no doubt. This book was a rather grim romance novel written by one of his favorites. As he read, he kept a careful eye on the double doors leading into the library.

Harrowmounts Plight

Artholath frowned when he heard the goal of the group. To kill Lance... that wouldn't do at all. He had searched for hundreds of years for a man like Lance; he wouldn't give up that easily.

He slipped off the side in the hopes nobody would notice and headed towards the cottage. Lance had to be gone by the time they moved once again.

Heros of Davenport (Hero/villian RP) (always recruiting!)

There seems to be a slight disconnect in setting, so I hope this clears it up; the hotel starts off with a sort of welcoming room with Hanson in it, who owns the hotel. The room the characters are in is two doors down the main hall, where Thasseldar is.