God where to even begin..
If you're up for it, we could collab a post?
I know some people arent huge fans of that, but it might help.
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If you're up for it, we could collab a post?
I know some people arent huge fans of that, but it might help.
It is very late here, but I will try to get something up.
Nah, thats good for now (will also be sleeping soon)
I think i'll probably do some fiddling with variations of the five, with a focus on the sentinel.
(Basically working on an amazon type race who value the station of guardian/protector among other things)
I think i'll probably do some fiddling with variations of the five, with a focus on the sentinel.
(Basically working on an amazon type race who value the station of guardian/protector among other things)
Dont suppose you'd mind posting some sort of comprehensive list of goddesses/gods?
I am thinking of making a race so would like a bit of common culture to pull from.
I am thinking of making a race so would like a bit of common culture to pull from.
Fanilly's going to have taken along every PC for obvious OOC reasons and a few IC ones, and a couple NPC's most likely.
Gillian: ...what possible reason could you have for-
"You owe me. Keep the maids away"
"...shit ok. fine."
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Please don't break Christina...
we'll make a tiny funeral pyre for her lost innocence. Followed by all you can eat buffet. It'll be very touching.
“Y…yes. Yes you should have.” Gillian says, responding blankly to the young captain. There is a beat of pause, Gillian still sort of stunned from the situation, Anton’s words barely registering in the knights stupor. “Swell?..wha-” He begins to slur, as another young knight introduces herself, it suddenly dawning on him on how suspect all this must look.
The door to the private bath slams shut, existential panic now setting in. He..just flashed a the captain...unintentionally to be sure, but he doubted others would see it that way. God forbid Tyaethe catch wind of it. There is a hushed string of curses as he rapidly puts on trousers before the door is thrown back open. “I uh…apologize about that captain!” he says, face furiously red as he buttons his shirt quickly and somewhat clumsily. “I hope we can keep this incident between ourselves….and the two people who saw it…” he begins to ramble a bit, “I mean I’m willing to forget this happened provided you three return the favor…about forgetting not me seein-…” He pauses, realizing he’s only making the situation more awkward for everyone involved. He groans, rubbing his eyes, “Mayon just kill me now please." Meanwhile, in the back of his mind he swears that should get get out of this situation with his life(having long since lost hope for his dignity) that he'd never step foot in Candaeln for the rest of his days.
The door to the private bath slams shut, existential panic now setting in. He..just flashed a the captain...unintentionally to be sure, but he doubted others would see it that way. God forbid Tyaethe catch wind of it. There is a hushed string of curses as he rapidly puts on trousers before the door is thrown back open. “I uh…apologize about that captain!” he says, face furiously red as he buttons his shirt quickly and somewhat clumsily. “I hope we can keep this incident between ourselves….and the two people who saw it…” he begins to ramble a bit, “I mean I’m willing to forget this happened provided you three return the favor…about forgetting not me seein-…” He pauses, realizing he’s only making the situation more awkward for everyone involved. He groans, rubbing his eyes, “Mayon just kill me now please." Meanwhile, in the back of his mind he swears that should get get out of this situation with his life(having long since lost hope for his dignity) that he'd never step foot in Candaeln for the rest of his days.
Posted! Not sure if ok!
I'm pretty sure they were in gillian's room or at least the door was open. But lets just assume Anton saw him from the door way or something?
Hmm. I'm trying to determine how serious to play this.
edit: eh. do it tomorrow. sleep deprived me is a horrible writer.
edit: eh. do it tomorrow. sleep deprived me is a horrible writer.
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Beard?
honestly I'm not sure if that or 'literally anything but the beard" is funnier.
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