@DarkRecon
I don't see how she would fit in any way as of now. Do you want to ditch the twins and use her instead?
I don't see how she would fit in any way as of now. Do you want to ditch the twins and use her instead?
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New post. Also, I measured the gold your characters carry based on their sheets:
@DarkRecon: 2 x 400g
@TeddyThePsycho: 800g
@Eodwyn Aether: 500g
@Roundabout: 600g
@BytheSpleen: 400g
* Telekinesis, often used as a replacement word for "hands" in djinn language.
@DarkRecon: 2 x 400g
@TeddyThePsycho: 800g
@Eodwyn Aether: 500g
@Roundabout: 600g
@BytheSpleen: 400g
* Telekinesis, often used as a replacement word for "hands" in djinn language.
When the twins took a look around the Drunken Dragon, they noticed that the tavern was as you would expect from a backwater town like Myrskyburg; it leaked in a couple of holes in the corners, and smelled of fish, sweat and beer. In various tables were sailors and fishermen drinking and gambling, and in one corner table there was a group of griffins huddled together who exuded the kind of danger only cutthroat pirates could. One of them threw a dagger at what looked like a crude drawing of Kaaos, hitting it right between the eyes. Some of them noticed the twins as they took their seats, and the gaze of their eagle eyes was like under the observation of a predator about to pounce on a rodent. However, their attention didn't last, and they resumed their game of poker.
The bartender was a djinn with a long beard that floated in the air like a wisp of smoke. He was cleaning a beer mug when Sark went to talk to him.
Deciding to try a slightly more subtle approach, Sark got up and took a seat by the bar, asking for a glass of water. After drinking some, he turned to the bartender, waiting for him to not seem busy, and begun.
" Tell me sir, for I am troubled.. These waters, they bring many things with the tides, but can they take thing away? can they as the tide goes, take my troubles away?"
The old looking man turned to Sark with an expression of mixed confusion and amusement and gave a fairly simple reply.
"Well, i'm not sure quite what you mean.. But, for a troubled mind, a good mug of beer is the best medicine"
Seizing his opportunity, he hid a smile in his sandy skin and replied.
"True.. but a beer can't let me start over, undo my mistakes.. it can't let me begin again"
with that he went silent and waited.
It was hard to notice, but there was a glint in his eyes as he heard his kinsman's words, before resuming his glass-cleaning.
"We all make mistakes in life," he responded. "But it's the wise people who learn from them and move on." He noticed that Annelie was eavesdropping on their conversation, so he leaned a bit over to Sark, looking like he was focused on scraping the bottom of the mug, and spoke in a low voice so she couldn't hear.
"He's waiting. Don't worry, you're gonna be in good TK*, lad." The door to the back door was then opened, as if by itself, and Sark disappeared through it.
He slowly went up to the bar “Hey bartender guess what. Me wife caught me cheating wit another woman. Could you imagine me luck? Well I guess its time to begin again am I right?” He said as he let out a huge, fake, laugh and took in the inn and everyone in it.
The other patrons of the tavern took a puzzled look at the exuberant man, before resuming their business, but one drunken sailor did raise a beer to his words, before he passed out. The bartender gave a chuckle.
"True, true. There's nothing in life like a woman scorned." He then leaned over. "You're pretty smart for a human." Once again, he discreetly opened the door to the back room, and Eodwyn passed through it.
Meanwhile, at one of the far tables of the tavern was an odd sight that drew a bit of attention from the patrons, human ones in particular: a djinn girl in the company of a human wench. The wench was conflicted, not sure of what to think of the situation due to mostly serving rugged men, but kept on smiling while holding the girl in her warm lap.
Beyond the back door was a dimly lit room with a long table set sideways in the middle. The back wall was pinned full of maps and scrolls, while the side walls were draped in black curtains. The blue-hooded human that sat at the other side of the table had his face shrouded by the combination of the hood and the surrounding shadows. He wore an armlet on his left arm which had a worn out insignia of some sort, and calmly clasped his fingers when Sark arrived. The man spoke in a polite tone, yet there was age and roughness in his voice.
"We will begin once the others have arrived. You must have travelled a far journey, so feel free to take a seat." He spoke again when Eodwyn arrived soon after. "Ah, another has arrived. Please take a seat. Once the last person has arrived I will explain why you are here."
I decided to start this now, since I'm most likely going to be unavailable during the weekend.
@DarkRecon
@TeddyThePsycho
@Eodwyn Aether
@Roundabout
@BytheSpleen
@DarkRecon
@TeddyThePsycho
@Eodwyn Aether
@Roundabout
@BytheSpleen
A heavy rain swept over the dank and musty town of Myrskyburg, an infamous port town barely holding itself together due to the squalor and turmoil between the three races. The 50% human, 30 griffin and 20% djinn population has mostly been blamed on the port's numerous merchant ships that have brought entrepreneurs, refugees and pirates all wishing to find a better life. The city flies the purple, black and green colors of Kaaos' flag, but his forces have only a nominal presence on the local law enforcement; the local officers have instead elected a town watch from volunteers while keeping to themselves; loyalists call it sloth, but rebels call it freedom.
The newest batch of recruited or transferred militia, of which Annelie is a member of, have just recently arrived to replace some injured watchmen after a particularly bloody scuffle at one of the local taverns, the Drunken Dragon. There are also others who have shown interest in this seemingly innocuous pen of alcohol and pirates, and they all share a common motive: a letter. Some were given the letter by passing strangers, others by more familiar faces, and some may have simply found it among their possessions one morning, but they all shared the same message: Someone wanted to meet them at this particular tavern, and in private, no less. An adventure was about to begin.
The newest batch of recruited or transferred militia, of which Annelie is a member of, have just recently arrived to replace some injured watchmen after a particularly bloody scuffle at one of the local taverns, the Drunken Dragon. There are also others who have shown interest in this seemingly innocuous pen of alcohol and pirates, and they all share a common motive: a letter. Some were given the letter by passing strangers, others by more familiar faces, and some may have simply found it among their possessions one morning, but they all shared the same message: Someone wanted to meet them at this particular tavern, and in private, no less. An adventure was about to begin.
@Roundabout
You can choose whichever you would prefer more. I do like the idea of having not met the other races previously.
You can choose whichever you would prefer more. I do like the idea of having not met the other races previously.
@Roundabout
Kaaos claims to have united the three races in peace, but while it may outwardly seem like so with the end of the war and public hate crimes, in truth there is lingering animosity and racism under the surface, cultivated by the racial segregation set by Kaaos. The most apparent sign of this is the racial insults used freely by the people of Evania: mudlings and sandsuckers by griffins, turkeys and spooks by humans, and carrion and apes by djinns.
Most cities and settlements have a mostly mono-race population with few xenos, but the port town the RP begins in, Myrskyburg, is a settlement with a 50% human, 30% griffin and 20% djinn population. Due to this, it is one of the most violent and lawless settlements inhabited mostly by sailors and pirates. The positive side to the city is that Kaaos doesn't have a strong presence on the place despite flying his banners and colors, but it also doesn't get much support from the kingdom, as Annelie has realized while serving her duty there.
Kaaos claims to have united the three races in peace, but while it may outwardly seem like so with the end of the war and public hate crimes, in truth there is lingering animosity and racism under the surface, cultivated by the racial segregation set by Kaaos. The most apparent sign of this is the racial insults used freely by the people of Evania: mudlings and sandsuckers by griffins, turkeys and spooks by humans, and carrion and apes by djinns.
Most cities and settlements have a mostly mono-race population with few xenos, but the port town the RP begins in, Myrskyburg, is a settlement with a 50% human, 30% griffin and 20% djinn population. Due to this, it is one of the most violent and lawless settlements inhabited mostly by sailors and pirates. The positive side to the city is that Kaaos doesn't have a strong presence on the place despite flying his banners and colors, but it also doesn't get much support from the kingdom, as Annelie has realized while serving her duty there.
@Eodwyn Aether
I appreciate the enthusiasm, I really do, but I recommend that you don't go full steam into this from the very beginning, since it often ends up with one losing his/her energy and interest in an RP. But hey, if you're willing to stay around, then go for it.
Edit: On that note, if at any point the RP seems to move too fast, too slow, or anything else you may find wanting, don't be afraid to comment on it. My last RP died even though the people who participated in it had no complaints, which as a GM I found frustrating.
I appreciate the enthusiasm, I really do, but I recommend that you don't go full steam into this from the very beginning, since it often ends up with one losing his/her energy and interest in an RP. But hey, if you're willing to stay around, then go for it.
Edit: On that note, if at any point the RP seems to move too fast, too slow, or anything else you may find wanting, don't be afraid to comment on it. My last RP died even though the people who participated in it had no complaints, which as a GM I found frustrating.
@BytheSpleen
It would have been incredibly easy to simply write a djinn who uses healing magic, and I wouldn't have minded, but you went the extra effort which I appreciate. Accepted; you can post it to the character tab.
And now also Djinns are off-limits. I'll first wait for a finished griffin or half-griffin app, but if that doesn't happen in a week the RP will start.
It would have been incredibly easy to simply write a djinn who uses healing magic, and I wouldn't have minded, but you went the extra effort which I appreciate. Accepted; you can post it to the character tab.
And now also Djinns are off-limits. I'll first wait for a finished griffin or half-griffin app, but if that doesn't happen in a week the RP will start.
I prefer the twins to this character, honestly.
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