Bartimaeus

Dragon Ball Gaiden

@Double I’m interested, if you’re still accepting.

(D&D 5E) The Tyranny of Dragons - Closed

I gotcha. I'll probably hold back then so that the others can get their go at it ^^

Hope y'all have fun with it!

(D&D 5E) The Tyranny of Dragons - Closed

@CollectorOfMyst Ahh, I see, I see. Perhaps I could play a Grung, then? ^^

How many players are you accepting, btw?

(D&D 5E) The Tyranny of Dragons - Closed

@CollectorOfMyst Hello! Is this still open? I would be interested in playing a Warforged if it is. If this is not possible though, I understand.

I've played just 2 campaigns irl, one being Curse of Strahd (was really fun :3).

Mist City Story: An Urban Fantasy Mage RP

I'm uncertain of whether I will participate or not. If the urge comes to me I will join if it is convenient for other parties/allowed, but otherwise, I will likely not be in it from the get-go.

Rp-less right now, but perhaps it is the time for me to be so. Who knows x3

@VitaVitaAR

Mist City Story: An Urban Fantasy Mage RP

Beep.

Mist City Story: An Urban Fantasy Mage RP

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Samuel half-knelt down to the two heavily damaged automatons that laid on the ground only a couple feet away. Much to his surprise, naturally, both of them seemed to be amassing pools of blood as they shifted around on the ground. His faced darkened.

He placed a hand on each of their heads before whispering a short phrase, "Pente", and removing his hands as their struggling ceased.

"I suppose you are correct, Lady Grain..." he said as he stood and circled around the two bodies, visibly inspecting them "...they were not interested in negotiation." he said solemnly. The other machines had been dismantled already by his partners.

Samuel was not exactly sure why these machines had attacked them, but he had an idea as to why they were seemingly pooling blood. He wedged the end of his shoe under one of the bodies and rolled it over, revealing a large gash on its chest.

There were organs inside.

He turned and stepped away from the bodies, his arms crossed and head down as thoughts raced through his head.

No respect for the dead whatsoever.

That simple thought had his blood boiling. Whoever did this had no concerns for anyone except themselves. They had not even a drop of empathy in their entire body. They weren't human.

He tried to calm himself inwardly as he turned back to his two companions.

"Well...I think we've found the organs."

Pokémon: The Pillaging

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Jirai

-&-

Saidon

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An upheld hand. A small, ambiguous gesture - but all that was needed for the Druddigon to slow its gait to a halt. The hooded figure that made the gesture lowered her hand to the quiver at her side, before slowly drawing an arrow from the half-dozen or so left over. The hand brought the arrow up to notching position, resting above the grip as the hunter maneuvered ever so slowly to acquire a better angle.

Short, rough grunts almost couldn't be heard from ahead, accompanied by ever-so-soft rustling. The arrow settled more rigidly into place as the hunter gripped its shaft and raised the weapon, rapidly but smoothly increasing the tension of the string as it was pulled back. If one were to look at the scene they could swear it were a moving art piece, as neither the hunter nor the bow made so much as a squeak.

But all was interrupted by a sound some distance away, further into the woodland.

The hunter's head swiftly turned towards the sound at the same time the waiting Druddigon emitted a soft grunt of warning - which earned a fit of rustling in response from ahead. Sure enough, a lone Sawsbuck bounded deeper into the foliage, its antlers bobbing up and down as it fled. The hunter still held the bow tightly drawn as she scanned the vegetation and the woods beyond it for movement.

She lowered the bow as she rose from her squat and reconvened with the Druddigon. They looked at each other as if to communicate without actually speaking. Normally, Jirai would not even consider such a risk to be worth the thought. The call was obviously human - or something trying to sound like one. But something in her gut, perhaps, influenced her. She nodded to the winged creature beside her and patted his shoulder with a leather-clad palm before turning back into the woods.

There couldn't be too much of a risk, right? At worst, some bandits could spot her and she could just sprint away. Couldn't hurt to check it out..

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Another call as she drew closer, this time easily recognizable as a voice. Potentially a different one from the first.

A conversation carries some distance in the silence of the woods - seemingly even further at night.

The hunter once again took a stalking stance, staying low and on the balls of her feet as she carefully prodded the treeline with her presence. She could see the outlines of three figures - two likely human and one more spherical in stature - at the edge of what was seemingly a clearing of some sort, if not a small one. And then a fourth, accompanied by a fifth, in the clearing itself.

It seemed at least the one figure with the roundish Pokemon was unknown to the others, based on their inquiry.

This could get ugly, quickly.

Jirai decided to simply watch those present, as from her concealment in the woods it would be quite difficult for anyone to acquire the knowledge of her presence. And if they somehow did, well...she still had her bow in hand.

Mist City Story: An Urban Fantasy Mage RP

Currently waiting for @Anza in my group. I can post anyways if we want.

Pokémon: The Pillaging

Jirai

Jirai

Age:
21
Sex:
Female
Orientation:
Bisexual
Place of Birth:
Bussran
Appearance:
Jirai is 5'6" in height and weighs somewhere around 135 pounds. Her hair is long, reaching about armpit height, and is dark blonde. Her eyes are deep grey - storm-cloudish in color - and tend to make her look as if she were in deep contemplation. Her reserved facial expressions accentuate this visage further.
When it comes to clothing selection, Jirai isn't picky - as long as it's nothing too fancy. Her wardrobe consists of a palette of dark colors, mostly including blues, greens, browns, grays, black, etc. She usually covers her first layer of clothing with a light mantle that reaches her elbows, accompanied by a hood - which she almost always wears up.
If one were to remove the mantle, they could easily see the defined muscles of her arms, built through years of hunting with and without a bow, which could put some men to shame. She regularly wears a cord around her right bicep, and seemingly has an emotional connection to it.
On her forearms, one will notice that she wears vambraces constructed of leather and steel plates. Their realm of usefulness being multifaceted; they protect her from her own bowstring, although the is skilled enough to do so herself, and they protect her from the weapons of whatever she is hunting - whether it be a Pokémon's fangs, or a human's blade.
She generally does not wear any other armor, in order to retain mobility and discretion.

Personality:
Jirai is an exceptionally reserved individual. This is not to say that she is shy, but she just tends not to talk much. One could theorize this is the case because of her acclimatization to stealth during the hunt - an activity she is more than used to. Nobody sees much of her beyond this, besides her Pokémon, Druddigon.
When it comes to goals, Jirai is extremely focused on whatever task is at hand, aiming to accomplish it as efficiently as possible. However, she doesn't seem to have any 'goals' for herself - or at least, she hasn't communicated them to anyone. Not surprisingly.

Jirai is not a bad person at heart, and to some degree believes Karma will come back to bite her, in the future. However, she justifies some of her less savory actions by telling herself things such as "Nobody is innocent." or "If I don't do this, somebody else will do it two-fold." - whether she truly convinces herself that these things are true depend on the current circumstances.

She generally sees herself as more careful than other more brash criminals - and as such will take matters into her own hands if she believes those around her are incapable - to ensure success, often without voicing her agenda. However, she is not that bad of a team player, if those around her are at least competent.

Skills:
Hunting/Related skills - (B)
Archery - (B-)
Athletics - (B-)
Cooking - (C)
Trade - (C)
Knife-play - (D)

Inventory:
-- Takedown Recurve Bow --
-- Long-Dagger --
-- Vambraces --
-- Wool/Cloth Clothing Sets --
-- Leather Backpack --
-- Leather/Cloth Mantle --
-- Miscellaneous Gear --

Background:
Jirai grew up as an only child, under the care of her loving father and mother. Early on, her mother expected the girl to become a housewife like herself, as was custom. However, much to her father's joy, the youngling soon showed more than a little interest in her father's craft - hunting. Not necessarily the killing part - she would grow into that eventually - but the exposure to Pokémon is what excited her the most.
The family lived in a woodland cabin, just near the town of Bussran, along the southeast coastline. Unfortunately for them, said town was in the warpath of Jurius Veniri, the new King of Venirin. Soon enough, the town would be just that - the path which he had trampled underfoot.
Jirai, having lost her parents at the ripe age of 11, and being lost in the trail of dust left by Jurius' crusade, had to learn to fend for herself. Well, not completely for herself - she had one companion. A Druddigon whom the family had recently obtained. If not for the Druddigon, Jirai likely would have starved - as the warpath left little fauna for her novice hunting skills to procure her. As such, the two have since formed a very tight-knit bond.

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Pokémon:
Druddigon

Nickname:
Saidon "Sai"
Gender:
Male
Ability:
Sheer Force
Item:
N/A
Moves:
-Iron Head
-Gunk Shot
-Crunch
-Scary Face

Bond:
Jirai has known this particular Druddigon for nearly half of her life. Due to their bonding through the years, the girl talks to her Pokémon much more than she does any human, and actually tends to show emotions when engaged with him, sometimes even cracking laughs - though never has anyone seen this. Due to their mutual hard-headed natures they often clash with each other playfully, trying to overcome the other's self-progress on a daily basis; going even so far as to hold strength contests against one another (of course, strength being relative to their Species).
Their bond is so strong, that Druddigon tends to sense Jirai's intentions even before she acts on them, and vice versa. This is often seen in battle, when the duo can seem to act in perfect sync, despite the lack of verbal communication almost entirely.