Dark Light

The end of an era (Fantasy)

@cosmicangler Would be happy to.
I’ll start working on a CS later

The end of an era (Fantasy)

Goblin! :D

CHAMPIONS of DRAYDON (Forgotten Realms, D&D) (High Fantasy Role Play) (3-7 People)

Interested!

Good ol’ fashion human thief.

Veritas Lux Mea

@Shiva
Just letting you know I am here and present. Will post my character closer to her introduction. :)
Hope I get to rp soon!

Dawn of a New Age - The Return of Magic

Interest in playing non-magi

From the badlands (Reopened)

Interest.

New players needed in on-going space western!

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If you'd still like to try and get in, I'll let it slide since you were already making a character 😉

@Shiva

Thanks 🙏😬

I’m going less combat type and a bit more nerdy computer hacker type. That is if you don’t already have that role filled. More scout-ish.

New players needed in on-going space western!

Awww man, I’m in the middle of making a Cha but never said anything... :(
My bad.

TNT - The Nameless Tavern. (Always Open)

Despite Knutiks intentions to retreat and hide, as he filtered through the dirt earth beneath them he would soon find himself surrounded by walls. No longer simply outside looking in. Wooden walls, polished and oiled giving a deep red coating to its old face. Intricate patterned wallpaper of sharp grays, light browns and thin glittering lines of gold hugged tightly to the lower third of the wall, faded and peeling in the small patches were it began to fail the endless fight against time.
The room, which seemed more of a hallway, had no doors except for those at either end. More red wood like that of the walls. An ornate candle chandelier hung centre of the roof. A long plush rug acted as a floor covering.

“Welcome”
So confident and sure the voice was. Although the door behind him had only just started opening, the word sounded like it was spoken beside him. All around him. In stepped a man. Dorian. His eyes intent but gentle. Hands folded behind his back.
“What brings you to my establishment?” He asks kindly with a gentle curiosity, but at the same time strictly to the point.

TNT - The Nameless Tavern. (Always Open)

“Good” Clay replied without an answer. He leant forward resting an elbow on the table, the smile taking his lips disappearing behind his mug. After another heavy gulp the empty mug came down with a ‘clang’ on the table and Clay sighed. “I’m exhausted, tired, and there is much to do. The room and food is yours in exchange for the odd job here and there.”
Clay slouched a bit further, toying with the second mug.
“You can start by seeing who or what is creeping outside by that window.”
Clay motioned, without looking, towards the glowing green orbs floating in the nearby window. With that settled he went back to his drink.