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Halfway Intriguing Halfling

STATUS: Ah, I too am preparing to lose a lot of sleep and gain several pounds hunting monsters in the wilds. 1 yr ago
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1 yr ago
Current Ah, I too am preparing to lose a lot of sleep and gain several pounds hunting monsters in the wilds.
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2 yrs ago
Fear of long words is hippopotomonstrosesquippedaliophobia. Isn't that messed up?
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2 yrs ago
Star Wars Persistent World, that was a thing that was sort of a thing. Kind of.
3 yrs ago
LongSword is objectively the best main. Objectively.
3 yrs ago
The ones from Calle are usually monthly. I tried to start another one a few years back.
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I be Bango.

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In D&D 3.5e - The Marches of the Savage Realm → 6 yrs ago Forum: Tabletop Roleplay
Gorosk found himself, rather unexpectedly, clinging to consciousness and bloodied on the floor. He scarcely noticed the smattering of long dead bodies reduced to piles of molted fur and jagged bone though he was now right among them. Soon the pain would hit him but for the moment he was still in shock from the grievous wounds he had been dealt by a simple but large and angry rat. He was, in a very short period of time, coming to terms with the idea that his life might actually very well end here beneath the soil surrounded by this filth.

He shut his eyes for a instant to try to draw his strength, and in that instant he was in the monastery once more. Holding a horse stance, carrying the Penance Stone up and down the steps for some minor sin, sparring until he could not stand, but now all of it was for naught. There would be no grand journey or purpose. Just a few more bites and a few months of decomposition and he would be one with the dirt beneath him.

He would go out fighting if he must go out. Gorosk staggered a half step toward the large rat and swung down at once more, trying to get his form in right. If this were to be his last punch let it be a proper one.

In D&D 3.5e - The Marches of the Savage Realm → 6 yrs ago Forum: Tabletop Roleplay
Gorosk smiled for a moment as the arrow thing flew through the air and ended the rat he had missed. Little bastard had just avoided his kick, there had been entirely too much of that. Tiny disgusting little bodies, sharp yellow teeth, and the stench. It would be ages before they could walk in any city again without drawing looks of disgust, if that is they ever made it back out of this nightmare. Gorosk didn't have much time to think of this as a sudden weight hit his back hard and he felt the dirty, likely diseased, claws slice into his back and drag down. The beast's fur felt revoltingly damp and dirty for the instant it remained on his back. As the weight pushed him and the two of them spun for an instant the beast fell off him and Gorosk lashed out at the beast attempting to stomp it to death quickly before it can slice him any further.


In Your average weirdo wanting to get into rping again → 6 yrs ago Forum: Introduce Yourself
You have exceptional taste Donkey friend.
In Your average weirdo wanting to get into rping again → 6 yrs ago Forum: Introduce Yourself
What is your stance on Halflings? Fellow weirdos want to know.
In D&D 3.5e - The Marches of the Savage Realm → 6 yrs ago Forum: Tabletop Roleplay
The fighting had gone on quite long enough for Gorosk, the party had lost enough blood, they'd wandered underground far enough, and that rat was not going to get away. Gorosk couldn't really guess if there was much more of this cave left unexplored but he knew he didn't want this wounded rat running into more of his kind and dragging this on any further. This seemed to be a central room, there was no telling how many other smaller dens it might eventually connect to, better to stop the lines of communication here.

Also, fuck that rat in particular.

Gorosk ran after it after he and the others each whiffed their strikes, and took another shot at hitting it with a running kick. This vermin was bigger than the last one, perhaps his blow would land better.


In How do YOU do 1x1s? → 6 yrs ago Forum: Roleplaying Discussion
I don't eyyy @tyrannosaursrex
In D&D 3.5e - The Marches of the Savage Realm → 6 yrs ago Forum: Tabletop Roleplay
The tunnel had led them deeper into the Earth and further from the light of day, as it pretty much had to, and the feel of the dirt beneath their feet changed. Were he more in tune with the underworld maybe Gorosk would have known what the change in texture or the change in smell meant, but he didn't until he saw it. They had found the nest, a writhing mass of diseased fur and flesh. A multitude of young rat and two very large dire rats. Had they time to think about it perhaps they might have figured out a better way to deal with the situation, but the mass of flesh propelled itself toward them. Dozens of scrawny thin skinned feet skittering across the dirt and hungry mouths opening for them, baring teeth.

The tide of vermin broke upon Beaumont first, who did his best to protect himself with his shield but seemed to have taken another wound. The other man, de Brey, was next to lose blood to the sea of filth that seemed to fill the space around them so suddenly. He fought with shield and mace and seemed to help Beaumont from being washed away.

It was too much for Gorosk. At the back of the group it was difficult for him to help and that was likely the straw that broke the camels back. Enough of seeing his new friends bleed, enough of being underground, and enough of this stupid job. Gorosk pushed up around the group to the front, sought out one of the dire rats, grit his teeth and tried to hit it with all the strength he could muster.



In Good Day! → 6 yrs ago Forum: Introduce Yourself
You have left that life behind you, but has that life left you behind?

-Wise Master

I share your love for Malcolm in the Middle though, have you seen the sequel? Breaking Bad. Very good.

Welcome to the Guild anyway. Cheers.
In D&D 3.5e - The Marches of the Savage Realm → 6 yrs ago Forum: Tabletop Roleplay
Gorosk shared Renault's thoughts on the matter, and it seemed the others in the party felt much the same way. He was curious where the box came from, why it was here, and of course what precisely was in it, but now was not a good time to find out. The rats had been slain for the time being but they were still in this underground hovel with little real choice but to venture further in to it. Perhaps later on they might discover some indicator of what it held. Or perhaps it was just a box.

The Half Orc stepped back away from it, clapping Renault on the shoulder, saying some brief words of thanks for reminding him that they still faced many dangers and needed to be moving again. Gorosk joined the rest of the party, stepping over the fallen bodies of their fetid foes and prepared himself mentally for whatever might lurk around the next corner.

"I really, really hate rats." He mumbled massaging his fists.
In D&D 3.5e - The Marches of the Savage Realm → 6 yrs ago Forum: Tabletop Roleplay
"What of the box Giant?" Gorosk asked now that the violence had ended and they were left once more among the broken corpses of the vermin. The chest looked old, worn, rusted, but intact. This struck Gorosk as odd, that amidst all the damage the rats had done this chest would remain untouched. Perhaps it was not as untouched as it first appeared. Gorosk would investigate it further.



He wanted to be done with this venture as much as the others, it was dark, dangerous, and Gorosk was eager to step into the light once more. He also however wanted to find out precisely what had happened here, if it were anything more than a pit these rats were particularly fond of. That would be somewhat reassuring, as worrying as it might be that something darker were afoot it would bring some small measure of relief to know that this loss was caused by something unusual. More unusual than vermin deciding they liked their home just fine.
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