Yes, but feel free to ad your own quirks to him and you can choose the details to his appearance. I care not for that seeing as how they need to hide in plain sight anyhow. Speacking of which, The cs formats will be up tomorrow.
You choose how he acts, but Ii wouldn't go off marvel movies. They may have been loosely based of norse, but there are many things wrong, but so will this RP, but not as large
Sealenne looked at him with a raised brow. I like crafting and dwarvish sports." she said in reaction. She ignored the guy cracking stone she probably would fix under impulse, but the guy just saying that out of the blue surprised her. She then saw another woman say a warm greeting after talking with Bart. "Thank you?" she said as the woman passed.
She knew she definitely get used to the amount of people going in and out.
"And here I thought my family and subjects would be angry. Turn's out opening the Bifrost back to Midguard was the best Idea I could ever have. But what's this? My ravens see something brewing? ... By my beard... Why does a Jotunn king look angry? And an Elf high priestess looking beyond control? The walker's of Hel-hiem too? Looks like I need to call the Asguardian's...
This is the topic chat for an RP idea surrounding the Norse gods and other Asguardians. You'll play either existing Norse gods under Odin(Thor, Baldr, Loki, Hel, Freya, etc.) or their children and lower Asguardians(customs). The base concept will be about the Nine-realms on Yggdrasil in chaos, and all of it coming onto Mid-guard(earth) in 2020. I will upload a CS for customs and Pre-existing characters eventually. For those of you who want to be a pre-existing god, I've made a list below. First call first serve for those people.
Thor, god of thunder- Tyr, God of War- Loki, god of mischief- Darshadow Freya, goddess of love- eclecticwitch Sif, goddess of(unkown, but she was thor's wife)- Bragi, god of poetry and eloquence- Forseti, god of justice- Hiemdall, god of light- Aegir, god of the sea- Day, god of night- Eir, goddess of healing- Kvasir, the wisest- Hel, goddess king of Helhiem- Lofn, goddess of Elicit unions Moon, guider of the moon(moon inception)- Njord, god of wind- sjofn-goddess of passion- Ull, god of archery- Vor, the goddess who knows all- Jormungandr- CaptainSully
Fear can sober anyone. Especially Kithor 'Bones' Lewis. He held the mast like all existence was at stake. Really, he was only halfway up the mast. The fall would hurt. Bad. However, it wouldn't kill unless someone landed on their neck. THAT'S what scared him. His limbs locked. "Dis' be the last time I drink when odd louts come by!" He then remembered Powder Keg was underneath him. He then saw the orc, but chanced looking down. His vision became nauseating. Bile filled his mouth. God Damn it all, hopefully powder keg won't hold this over my head. and he wretched. Again, in Barnabas' direction.
Bones looked at Powder Keg with a demonic grin. "If ye' know what's good for ya', nighty night will be etched on yer' forehead durin' ye' next physical!" he proceeded to laugh maniacally while spinning around the mast. He stopped, grinned, and grabbed a bottle out of his pocket. On the cover it said 'Spanish malt, 12 year'. "What a waste of good drink. Welp, rime to waste it." He then saw how high he was. His uncovered eye grew wide with fear. Dropping the bottle, over Barnabus' head, he howled like a beaten dog. "Yeeeeehhooowwwweeee! God, don't strike me down! Lucifer, don't pull me down! Yaeehhhee!!!
If your dragging Bones, he is not an orc, he is ghaul. A species from a book that inspired monsters like zombies in that story. He is far from looking like green-skin.
Bones went wild when he was set down. "Don't wake da' Fenrir! It'll make us sleep then eat us!" He then went raving towards the boat. He jumped up the side then sat on the mast. "Hide from Behemoth!"
Sealenne was apprehensive at best, but no stopping now. She looked at the man welcoming her and the other arrivals. well, best find a place to stick to. Hopefully they have a forge. she thought. She hefted her pack and walked around till she found 'Bart'. She was a craftsmen, and fighting was little in the agenda, but still there. They still needed someone to make sure things went well. When she found him, she announced herself by clearing her throat. "Well, Bart, all I need to know is what you want me to do, and if you have a forge here. Then, I'll be working like no tomorrow. Besides, the place still needs a little work and the doors look like they could be reinforced." She put her hand on her hip with a cocky smirk. "When I got my bearings work-wise, I'll join everybody for the niceties. Makes it easy."