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@ShwiggityShwah That's a very good point! While Birch is technically a noble he probably would not have head out for any of the typical events other nobles do, outside of any orc related events so probably limited contact there.

But if any adventurer types would have come up to his inhospitable mountain home to fight an endless number of orcs for very limited reward, lemme know!
@FailingForward Personally I am pretty eager to begin!


Sorry for the delay! Came home exhausted last night.

Almost done working on my character! Got work today so it will be done by the end of the day!
This sounds like a lot of fun! Definitely have a lot of interest
In --- 6 yrs ago Forum: Free Roleplay
Leval | Golem

@Oooie@AbandonedIntel@Prosaic

Another member of their party walked up and introduced himself to the rest of them with a large smile on his face. Leval smiled back at him and gave him a little wave. Golem, on the other hand, remained still and unresponsive.

Mr. Smith introduced both himself and the rest of their team as Leval quickly tried to memorize each persons names as well as their respective team roles. When he raised his hand for a shake, Leval grasped it warmly in both hands. Something about the man seemed just to put people at ease, perhaps it was the easy swagger with which he seemed to handle himself. In Leval's experiences meeting with potential employers, they tended to be a quiet bunch attempting to be as covert as possible in whatever their desires may be, but having met Mr. Smith, Leval believed for the very first time that an employer was being entirely straight with him. Plus, he seemed to be a good tipper given how much he had given to the dock worker to take care of his family car.

Leval reached into his pants pocket gingerly and handed over the keys, briefly hesitating as he attempted to puzzle out the meaning of "whip" in this context. Obviously it referred to his vehicle, but for the life of him he could not figure out how. "Gentle on the clutch if you can, it's starting to go again."

Meanwhile, Golem turned to leave without further discussion to follow the crew member Mr Smith had summoned to guide him to location he was to stand, when the human identified as Sig O'Welles, began to circle and inspect him. Golem followed the creature where another beings eyes should be, determining whether or not he was a threat to his current goal. When Sig reached out to pat him on the chest, Golem's arm twitched ready to squash the figure flat before returning to its exact previous position. "My Name Is Not Mr. Colossus, Sig O'Welles And I Do Not Piss." The facts of the matter established, Golem moved past him up the ramp meant for vehicles. The metal ramp rattled beneath his booming steps as he was escorted to the cabin where he was to stand during their journey.

Leval watched the large, retreating figure go before looking back towards Sigmund. In response to Sig's question, Leval sent out some small threads of illusory magic making the form of a large top hat. He reached into the hat and pulled out the 2-D animated figure of Bugs Bunny, who was chomping on a carrot. "For shame! I am a rabbitmancer and will not stand for this kind of discrimination." A quick twitch of finger banished Bugs and the top hat back their formless, invisible threads of magic that faded gently into the background of the area's mana count.

"I am an illusionist," Leval replied with a grin. "Yourselves? What can the two of you do?"
In --- 6 yrs ago Forum: Free Roleplay
Leval | Golem

@Oooie@AbandonedIntel

Leval's old family car made slightly worrying hiccup sounds as it navigated through the Miami streets heading for the docks where his new groups ship was supposed to meet up. He patted the steering wheel affectionately. The car had been in the family since he was a child, and still drove pretty well. He had been assured that it would be taken care of while he was away. His thoughts turned to the mission at hand. The Albright Island Nexus Point was probably one of the least explored and most dangerous areas of the planet, but he was going there anyways, not for any great quest or noble cause, because some man called Mr. Smith wanted a candy based weapon. Leval chuckled at that thought once again, it was kind of hard not to appreciate the practical absurdity of it. However, the pay was good and easy to confirm and the other benefit of being able to keep whatever he managed to uncover on the island made the prospect far too enticing to pass by. The overcast skies above made Leval wonder for the fifth time that day if he had brought enough supplies for their voyage.

Leval pulled into a lot at the docks, spying the ship further ahead. Gently closing the car doors, after retrieving his belongings from the rear seats, he walked up to the group of people who appeared to be the team he was waiting for. The man with the dark parasol, was obviously Mr. Smith while he was uncertain about the the other two. One appeared to be a man about his age, maybe slightly older, wearing some very comfortable looking clothes with an old military backpack with him. From the conversation he had overheard, he reasoned that this one must be "Sig" from the brief mentions from the small amount of preliminary intelligence that had been sent. Another woman was there as well, her hand was completely skeletal which was quite fascinating as it appeared to be moving as well. He wondered if it was some kind of enchanted object she had found on some nexus point, reminding him vaguely of "Vecna's Hand." She had the light sort of movement on her feet that Leval had come to associate with a large amount of speed and skill.

"Hello everyone! I am Leval Lamrue, reporting in." He gave them all a warm smile.

From behind the group was a large thudding sound as Golem arrived on the scene wearing a large blanket that covered him from view, not that it did much to hide his overly large stature. When he arrived in front of rest of group, Golem let go of the blanket deciding that it was not longer necesary.

"Mark My Arrival. Where Am I To Be Stowed?" It's voice was like a rockslide falling in slow motion, each word deeply considered before being delivered. Being able to talk at all was fairly impressive given that it did not possess a tongue in the traditional sense. Golem waited for an answer to its question, seemingly quite content to wait however long was necessary.

Leval blinked at Golem in surprise. "Holy Hell, you are a big one."

Golem did not shift or even glance at Leval, but did respond with a simple, "Yes."
In --- 6 yrs ago Forum: Free Roleplay







In --- 6 yrs ago Forum: Free Roleplay







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