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Sometimes I don’t feel like writing but then I look at the rest of these forums and realize they’re dead af so I can’t be dead af either
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I am tired and very stressed - I will probably not be able to push out any replies for some time.
9 yrs ago
Will be away for three days - near to absolutely no internet. I'm afraid.
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I think I’m starting to be known on the guild as the guy who expresses interest in RPs but never joins
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Sequels to Creation: Play God everywhere.

Maybe.
Thorgrim entered the conference room and plopped his dwarven butt on a chair of carefully carved stone. He was feeling refreshed, having a good ale and a little catnap. Two of his dwarven escorts entered after, bringing a bulky chest. Thorgrim rummaged through its contents, rifling through treaties, treaties, more treaties and - ah. Thorgrim fished out a dusty parchment with odd sketchings and diagrams on it. His new and improve blueprint of his father's portable cannon, able to be carried and used in the field by (bulky) infantrymen. Thorgrim stashed away the blueprint and craned his short neck around the room. His eyes came to rest on a pale-skinned man seated on the far right. Why hadn't he noticed him before?
"Ah, Commander Jack-bloody-Maverous of the Mauscins." The red-bearded dwarf let out a throaty laugh. "I'm High Engineer Thorgrim Hammerforge, son of Balrin Hammerforge. I hail from Tharous." Thorgrim stood up and walked over to the man to offer a handshake.
SolemnStories said
Sorry, I've been AFK and thinking this over. I love new characters and ideas, but I don't think that would quite work with the story thus far. Perhaps you could start a human character and after awhile, as the story progresses, cause him to because cursed/stuck as that form maybe? I'm not sure. I hate to turn down the idea completely. What do you think?


Let's say in his bio he USED to be a human.
Posting a CS soooooon...
A dismal wind carried itself through the abandoned town. Not a single breath of life manifested itself in the ominous, dusty air. That is, if you do not count the short hooded figure riding on a horse - or was it a pony? - subtly clopping against the cold flagstones of the square. The figure stopped the pony, and took out a map from his old leather satchel.
"What a dismal-lookin' place." The figure sniffed. "Now, lessee. The circle's last known location was... here." The figure craned his neck, attempting to cover 360 degrees.
"No one in sight... nuthin' a few runes won't fix." The figure clasped his rust-eaten gauntlets together, muttering a single word. "Derh."
A single blue, glowing rune for the word 'seek' emerged from the figure's hands. It shifted course towards a rickety, time-worn church in the far distance. The figure squinted. "Hmm. Somethin' seems ta be goin' on inside there... No matter. Giddy-up."
Thorgrim Hammerforge was not in a good mood. No, it wasn't the blizzard. He'd been through this before. Not that the ale supplies were running low - a problem, but not as significant as this. What really bothered Thorgrim was that the Forbidden Kingdom was attending the annual kingdom's conference this year. The Forbidden Kingdom practiced magic. Dark magic. Thorgrim distrusted magic. It was dangerous work, prying into the arcane arts. He had heard more than enough stories of tragic alchemical accidents. Worst of all, they practiced dark magic. They weren't a kingdom at all, just a band of tragic little wretches attempting to frighten the world through dabbling with demons and spirits. Thorgrim sighed. But he had been elected as the representative for Tharous. It would be good to experience relations with other kingdoms first-hand. Thorgrim egged his pony on, towards the castle where the conference would be held.
Sorry if my post sucks ima tires :/
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In No way home 12 yrs ago Forum: Free Roleplay
No offense @Blue, but your post is kinda creepy...
Since Thorgrim is related to one of the most significant engineers in dwarven history, can he attend the annual kingdom's conference as an escort or advisor?
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