A chance, yes. A slim one, given they are much faster animals than you, but you may be able to exceed your limits if you try hard enough. Give me a CON(Athletics) check (which looks like a +4) for whether you can push yourself to the limit long enough to catch up to one, if you will try and do the mad dash @Lucius Cypher.
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5 yrs ago
And back I am. Exhausted, certainly, and may need a while for that to wear off, but I'm once more here to read and even write!
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Won't be replying for a while. Am hiking.
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My congratulations to the winners of TI9! Well played gentlemen, well played.
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5 yrs ago
Should have been writing posts. Took part in D&D shenaniganry instead. Got to fix that tomorrow.
5 yrs ago
There's a lot of backlog here on my end. I'm trying my best to lessen it, but replies might be less frequent for a time. A welcome change from the nothing doing I went through though! Thanks partners!
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I suppose it is about time for me to copypaste fill in some information about myself over here just as well. Only took me a few years to getting around to do it.
I am a married individual in my twenties from the country some people dare claim does not exist. The Finland conspiracy is an old joke, you can stop with it now. Not a native speaker of the English language by any means, though I did begin studying it exceptionally early for our country's standards. I suppose it was some sort of a test case. With that out of the way though, what more should I be saying here...
Thanks for stopping by I suppose! I do also have a Discord account, but I prefer to start anything RP related on the site. At least with people I don't know from the past, that is! But hey, now if you are a longer time contact of mine and happened to read this, now you know and can ask!
I am a married individual in my twenties from the country some people dare claim does not exist. The Finland conspiracy is an old joke, you can stop with it now. Not a native speaker of the English language by any means, though I did begin studying it exceptionally early for our country's standards. I suppose it was some sort of a test case. With that out of the way though, what more should I be saying here...
- I like being nice to people. If one needs to ask why, well that alone is reason enough.
- I play and Dungeon Master Dungeons and Dragons, both offline and in the past also over here.
- I enjoy OOC chatter, be it planning the RP or a more casual exchange (not that RP'ing is that serious). I can make do without, but don't be afraid to talk to me.
- Whatever the case, I'm here to have fun and hone my writing abilities!
Thanks for stopping by I suppose! I do also have a Discord account, but I prefer to start anything RP related on the site. At least with people I don't know from the past, that is! But hey, now if you are a longer time contact of mine and happened to read this, now you know and can ask!
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Orchid wants to try to collect weapons from the cultists, including his sword of course. And armor if they have anything. May as well grab the robes too while we’re at it.
I will point out that most of the bodies are on the back of horses running wild. Most of them seem to be turning back towards the camp. You will be able to recover your machete and javelin from the one non-riding body without giving chase, as well as traditional leather armour and one set of dragonclaw's robes. No money on the body, strangely enough.
That's one really nice background on your latest piece. You say that they are evil, but it really makes the mood of the image!
That is a kill, @Lucius Cypher.
Unless anyone has something against it, I will be proceeding to move the party back to Greenest. Whether or not you want to roleplay out the night-time trek, by successfully rescuing the Monk you have reached the second milestone. I welcome you to the 3rd level, @The Harbinger of Ferocity@Lucius Cypher@Norschtalen@Gordian Nought@Ryonara. My post should follow tomorrow or the day after. Feel free to notify me when your level-ups are complete so I may review the changes so I can be up to date on your capabilities!
Unless anyone has something against it, I will be proceeding to move the party back to Greenest. Whether or not you want to roleplay out the night-time trek, by successfully rescuing the Monk you have reached the second milestone. I welcome you to the 3rd level, @The Harbinger of Ferocity@Lucius Cypher@Norschtalen@Gordian Nought@Ryonara. My post should follow tomorrow or the day after. Feel free to notify me when your level-ups are complete so I may review the changes so I can be up to date on your capabilities!
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6 yrs ago
Forum: Advanced Roleplay
The fresh arrival was met with the waitress looking her up and down, the woman clearly weighing if she should believe the story she had been told. But it was not her job to question. The gang would handle that part, that much was clear. They got to take guns in, and they would handle any gang business in here, even if it meant shooting. And now in this case it involved checking the validity of something. Again, not her job. Nina would find herself directed to the bar counter, from where someone would apparently come and fetch her after a moment. The table Ribby and Croaks frequented was not far from there, but it was conveniently out of view.
"You don't look like a combat zone type of gal", the barkeep would mention. His entire right arm was very barebones appearing chrome, while his left hand was just exposed servomotors and joint pieces. To top it off, he clearly had some discount cybereye, the light simulating a live organ within it shimmering every now and then. "But then again, you did come here on business as far as my ears served. If you want anything to drink before going there, now would be your time to order. Wouldn't want to go in with a dry mouth, would you?" the man would try to get a sale out of her. Success was not guaranteed, but hey. No use letting an opportunity just slip away!
After a whole ten minutes or so, a bare chested man with diving goggles on his forehead, a torn denim vest on his shoulders and a limp on his left foot approached her, holding an old heavy pistol that resembled closely the model the police force used on their lower ranking people. "So you wanted to have a talk with the bosses, huh? Well you come this way then and we'll see to that won't we?" The young and scrawny man waved with his free hand and began walking away, not waiting to see if the info broker was following or not. She either did or she missed her own chance. Was none of his business.
In the meantime, Croaks had been looking at Ribby and the man's explanation with a raised eyebrow. "So in short, you called in an info broker to point me in the right direction… and you still try to keep up the act of not wanting me to go anywhere on this case?" he asked of his business partner who would lean back and scratch his forehead.
"Well bro, thing is pretty simple. I knew you'd be goin' either way. I don't like it, but if you gotta go then I should at least set you up with a fighting chance you know?" he would explain, to which Croaks couldn't help but laugh. Ribby had always been the smarter of the two, and it would be just like him to pull a trick like that on him. But he would never say something like this out loud. They both knew it just fine on their own.
It was around then that the limping guy would be there, waving the free hand at the two bosses. "Hey, so, the pretty gal's here. Right. I'll leave you to it", he explained and turned around, showing to Nina that this was where she'd find who she had been looking for. The gang leaders turned their eyes on the approaching woman. An athletic one. Apart from her attire, she looked the part of what would be expected of one. Croaks pulled his gun on his lap and made space in the table in case she wanted to sit down, while Ribby just nodded at her.
"So. Lieutenant Davison. We need all that you know. What do you have and what does knowing it cost?" Ribby got right down to business while Croaks sipped from his glass.
"It's many sorts of vital, so don't be holding back now. We won't like it if we end up driven out of this here zone", Croaks would add, instinctively picking up the role of the tougher boss he kept thanks to his more imposing presence.
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"You don't look like a combat zone type of gal", the barkeep would mention. His entire right arm was very barebones appearing chrome, while his left hand was just exposed servomotors and joint pieces. To top it off, he clearly had some discount cybereye, the light simulating a live organ within it shimmering every now and then. "But then again, you did come here on business as far as my ears served. If you want anything to drink before going there, now would be your time to order. Wouldn't want to go in with a dry mouth, would you?" the man would try to get a sale out of her. Success was not guaranteed, but hey. No use letting an opportunity just slip away!
After a whole ten minutes or so, a bare chested man with diving goggles on his forehead, a torn denim vest on his shoulders and a limp on his left foot approached her, holding an old heavy pistol that resembled closely the model the police force used on their lower ranking people. "So you wanted to have a talk with the bosses, huh? Well you come this way then and we'll see to that won't we?" The young and scrawny man waved with his free hand and began walking away, not waiting to see if the info broker was following or not. She either did or she missed her own chance. Was none of his business.
In the meantime, Croaks had been looking at Ribby and the man's explanation with a raised eyebrow. "So in short, you called in an info broker to point me in the right direction… and you still try to keep up the act of not wanting me to go anywhere on this case?" he asked of his business partner who would lean back and scratch his forehead.
"Well bro, thing is pretty simple. I knew you'd be goin' either way. I don't like it, but if you gotta go then I should at least set you up with a fighting chance you know?" he would explain, to which Croaks couldn't help but laugh. Ribby had always been the smarter of the two, and it would be just like him to pull a trick like that on him. But he would never say something like this out loud. They both knew it just fine on their own.
It was around then that the limping guy would be there, waving the free hand at the two bosses. "Hey, so, the pretty gal's here. Right. I'll leave you to it", he explained and turned around, showing to Nina that this was where she'd find who she had been looking for. The gang leaders turned their eyes on the approaching woman. An athletic one. Apart from her attire, she looked the part of what would be expected of one. Croaks pulled his gun on his lap and made space in the table in case she wanted to sit down, while Ribby just nodded at her.
"So. Lieutenant Davison. We need all that you know. What do you have and what does knowing it cost?" Ribby got right down to business while Croaks sipped from his glass.
"It's many sorts of vital, so don't be holding back now. We won't like it if we end up driven out of this here zone", Croaks would add, instinctively picking up the role of the tougher boss he kept thanks to his more imposing presence.
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6 yrs ago
Forum: Advanced Roleplay
Aiming to get a reply out tomorrow @13org!
@Lucius Cypher You are up. Remember your lack of weapon, given it is in the cultist's (bleeding) hands right now.
I am sorry to report that the Dragonclaw makes its save at 17. Better luck next time @Ryonara! In my in-person game our Bard kept having similar luck with enemies saving everything relating to Wisdom. I wonder if it is contagious?
Either way, it is now Torus's turn @Gordian Nought.
Either way, it is now Torus's turn @Gordian Nought.
If the timer ticks over, Parum will be forfeiting her turn @Ryonara.
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