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Gowi
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Still here, just been having a creative drought; been re-energizing.
Dᴜɴɢᴇᴏɴ Eɴᴛʀᴀɴᴄᴇ, Pʀᴇsᴇɴᴛ Dᴀʏ, Aꜰᴛᴇʀɴᴏᴏɴ
Rael pressed her tongue against her leftmost canine, a wry smirk forming on her lips as she looked over the structure in the distance. In the dungeons she had seen in her previous experiences, this one had to be the most straightforward and unpretentious one she had laid her eyes upon. It was weird in the case that it wasn’t and as a collector she wasn’t sure how to case the newfound ruin if it wasn’t working out of a completely different playbook then she was used to.
Another peculiarity was the fact that on the way to the dungeon there had been no combat at all—no appearances from frightened fauna, no ambushes by fringe monsters summoned from the depths of the dungeon, and no unruly arcane disruptions. Absolutely nothing. It was an occurrence that was unequivocally awkward; and Rael didn’t like it. It smelled wrong, it felt wrong, and it tasted wrong.
Everything about it was wrong.
But a few mentions how a dungeon not making any sense wasn’t going to stop the group from pressing on. After all, as far as Rael was concerned the group she had been attached to for the job wasn’t exactly the most “ideal”. She was pretty sure Eilan thought she was on a great virtuous mission to protect the residents from harm. It was beliefs like that which made Rael’s ability to do her job not only more difficult but also less profitable. Joining a raid and taking down a dungeon was always going to yield substantial loot, but the reward from the guild of acquisitions (and by extension, the people of the city) for doing it was only worthwhile if you waited for the urgency to rise. You earned a lot more wealth if you let a few hordes pick off a few caravans or played whack-a-mole with the city walls. Why she thought it was a good idea to jump on with a group who wanted to get it done immediately was beyond Rael’s normal impulses, especially given that the people of the City of Thorinn didn’t like her.
People so stupid that they forgot to even name the dungeon.
In short, the feeling was mutual.
“So nobody is going to address the point that there are absolutely no monsters out here to give us a meet and greet? Nobody?”
Rael smugly chuckled as she casually moved her spear against her shoulder, nonchalantly looking over to her left to the nearest member of the group, Graves. “Isn’t like any dungeon I’ve ever dealt with.”
Another peculiarity was the fact that on the way to the dungeon there had been no combat at all—no appearances from frightened fauna, no ambushes by fringe monsters summoned from the depths of the dungeon, and no unruly arcane disruptions. Absolutely nothing. It was an occurrence that was unequivocally awkward; and Rael didn’t like it. It smelled wrong, it felt wrong, and it tasted wrong.
Everything about it was wrong.
But a few mentions how a dungeon not making any sense wasn’t going to stop the group from pressing on. After all, as far as Rael was concerned the group she had been attached to for the job wasn’t exactly the most “ideal”. She was pretty sure Eilan thought she was on a great virtuous mission to protect the residents from harm. It was beliefs like that which made Rael’s ability to do her job not only more difficult but also less profitable. Joining a raid and taking down a dungeon was always going to yield substantial loot, but the reward from the guild of acquisitions (and by extension, the people of the city) for doing it was only worthwhile if you waited for the urgency to rise. You earned a lot more wealth if you let a few hordes pick off a few caravans or played whack-a-mole with the city walls. Why she thought it was a good idea to jump on with a group who wanted to get it done immediately was beyond Rael’s normal impulses, especially given that the people of the City of Thorinn didn’t like her.
People so stupid that they forgot to even name the dungeon.
In short, the feeling was mutual.
“So nobody is going to address the point that there are absolutely no monsters out here to give us a meet and greet? Nobody?”
Rael smugly chuckled as she casually moved her spear against her shoulder, nonchalantly looking over to her left to the nearest member of the group, Graves. “Isn’t like any dungeon I’ve ever dealt with.”
Change the red text in descriptions back to gray, plz.
Also, do note I changed starting genin having the ability to have a B Rank, so that will have to be adjusted as well.
Also, do note I changed starting genin having the ability to have a B Rank, so that will have to be adjusted as well.
Almost done with my CS only only to realize that this is full. Damn, would've enjoyed this RP. Didn't realize it was first-come, first-served.
You’re still good to apply, actually! Essentially anybody who expressed interest before Drew made his [admittedly half-drunk] application reviews are open to still apply and potentially participate. I’m especially curious to what you have in mind, so I recommend completing the CS and seeing what we think before resigning!
@BlackSam3091
In the name of nepotism conventional wisdom, I’m going to highly suggest Drew make an exception in letting you apply (since he just closed applications). I know you as a proven player as well as consistent storyteller so I’d love to see what you bring to the world, and I’m honestly excited about the opportunity to write with you again; especially in a theater that isn’t superhero fiction.
In the name of nepotism conventional wisdom, I’m going to highly suggest Drew make an exception in letting you apply (since he just closed applications). I know you as a proven player as well as consistent storyteller so I’d love to see what you bring to the world, and I’m honestly excited about the opportunity to write with you again; especially in a theater that isn’t superhero fiction.
But Gowi, is not his history still being written during the IC?
You are going to make me drink into a stupor.
@GowiThanks for pointing that out, Gowi.
Back to the knowing people discussion, Jesse doesn't really 'live' anywhere anymore, but he frequents Blackfinger and Baker's Rest a lot, so it would be safe to assume he might become a familiar face to a few people. He's also got a 20 year career in Bounty Hunting, so that helps
I guess that would be my job, 'tis no problem. Just something I noticed.
@GingerBoi123
Your CS’s history remains unfinished—it ends mid-sentence. I imagine you’re working on editing/revising that.
Your CS’s history remains unfinished—it ends mid-sentence. I imagine you’re working on editing/revising that.
dat broken code tho
Clockwork is all the rage, man.
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