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A Fine Tale of Adventures [Hellion & Lord Wyron]

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Skimming along the river several meters, Vah’lux examined the water to catch an area where they could cross, specifically where the mud was high enough that they didn’t have to be totally submerged. The sharp-toothed creatures that lurked below the water’s surface were the unforgiving lot, and being too vulnerable would mean a huge disadvantage for both the Goliath and the human. The huntress kept watch along the treeline as well, ensuring that that duo wasn’t being flanked by Goblin forces.

“Here.” She pointed to an area in the river where the mud was raised enough enough to almost make a bridge across the river. “We’ll cross here. But be wary, this river is deeper than it appears.”

The large woman stepped into the water, which rose up to about her knees, and kept steady with her glaive used as a walking stick. “Keep an eye on any shiny yellow-orange fish, they tend to enjoy nibbling to the point that they may tear flesh.”

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A Fine Tale of Adventures [Hellion & Lord Wyron]

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The woman couldn't have agreed more. The Goblin population seemed more an infestation than anything else, pushing out communities here and there, and setting up their own camps by way of resources that were already available. However, they are also creatures of fairly easy flight response, and will usually only attack when they know their numbers outweigh the competition.

“Vah’lux.” The Goliath nodded toward the other, “And yes, others will most definitely come, if they are not already nearby, signalled by the smoke from the fires.” She motioned toward the blackened pine near the edge of the clearing. “It is only good that a single tree had been affected, and not several acres as I have seen before.” The Goliath shook her head, thinking back to a previous encounter with Goblins, and their destructive presence upon the woodlands.

“In any case…” She continued, walking over toward both spots to retrieve her javelins. “It is time to move on.” Vah’lux pulled the first weapon out of the trunk of the tree, as the corpse of the creature slid from the shaft and crumpled to the ground. As she walked over a few meters to retrieve the second, the woman stopped for a moment to listen. The clanging of armor and weapons, and the muffled chatterings of the Goblin language was carried along with the breeze blowing in the adventurers direction. After grabbing the second javelin, the Goliath signalled to Brennen, pointing to her ear first, then the direction of where the sounds were coming from.

“We need to go. Now” She whispered, passing closely by the other. “There is a river to the west, not far from here. I suggest we cross it to throw off any trails, then we may go our separate ways.”

hi it's lavender

due to quarantine and tiktok...

@lavenderrays

Not sure I get the correlation, but welcome to the Guild!

Musings n' Dreams

I have died a thousand deaths
at the hand of my own mother.
People used to tell me that I had
to feel something, I had to love her.

Fuck what other people say.
What do they know?

If it were only the physical
That left scars, but no.
She would not dare
Touch me with violence.

Verbal and mental
Was her weapon of choice.
Something crippling enough
To strip me of my own voice.

To be angry wasn't enough.
To draw blood was too easy.
Her tactics went much deeper.

Musings n' Dreams

Not myself, anyone but myself.
Living in a fantasy to bury the reality,
Making myself the mystery,
A strong facade disguising the misery.

Empty, but beyond the point of emptiness,
Full to brim with fake confidence,
A guard that will never be broken,
Because I broke a long time ago.

I’m hurting but don’t tell anyone.
No one needs to know.
Don’t show or you’ve failed.
Always okay, always fine, always on show.
The show must go on.
It will never stop.

The show must not go on,
But I know it will.

I give up. I give up giving up.

I am lost.

I don’t need to be saved,
I need to be found.

A Fine Tale of Adventures [Hellion & Lord Wyron]

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If anything, humans seemed to be a rather predictable lot, along with attachments to a variety of objects that could not or would not have an attachment to them. And while the Goliath admired a warrior who prized a particular weapon, for instance, the weathered mage had a few things that appeared to be near and dear to him. Things that almost seemed trivial to the other, yet what did she care?

Vah’lux nodded in appreciation toward Brennen as she slid the shaft of the hand ax through metal rings that hung on a thick leather belt around her waist. Speaking of admired weapons, the woman couldn't deny the fact that she loved the ax, especially one so well-balanced and fit just right for her style of combat. She may have hailed from a race of pseudo-giants who packed on the muscle through both genetics and physical training, but make no mistake that she was far from a lumbering beast. Heavy, clumsy weapons were never her thing, but a weapon with some weight to it and one that wouldn’t hinder her ability to make swift attacks and counters, was something to cherish for sure.

“You handled yourself well.” The Goliath said as she continued to survey the area, watching as the fires which engulfed at least one pine began to die away. “I noticed the Goblins on my own journey throughout this part of Faerun, especially this far west. I think something may have pushed their numbers this way, but unsure of what.” Vah’lux shook her head. “Most likely greed if you ask me. They are a race of scavengers above all else, and where there are numbers in their ranks, there’s bound to be trouble on the horizon.”

A Fine Tale of Adventures [Hellion & Lord Wyron]

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The fact that the human struggled a bit with the weight of the Goliath’s hand axe wasn’t missed, and it even brought a bit of a smirk to her face watching such a thing. Still, there was a small bit of respect now for the mage, that while Vah’lux assumed differently about the effectiveness of such a man’s martial skills, it was clear that the human at least knew how to swing a weapon without losing it.

The Goliath turned her attention to the remaining Goblin, the one who seemingly was at odds with itself and with the situation at that point. Their comrades were taken down within seconds between both she and the human, and perhaps the creature who now stood shaking and mumbling something in its native tongue would be wiser to simply-

“We have a runner...” Vah’lux said in a matter-of-fact tone, watching as the small being turned-tail and scurried off as quickly as its little legs could carry it. The warrioress jammed the spiked butt-end of her glaive into the ground far enough for it to stand on its own, and with the other hand, reached behind her to slide out another steel javelin from it’s leatherbound quiver. Switching it to her other hand, she shifted her stance, positioning herself to wind back her arm, and held the other out, pointing two fingers toward her target, as she turned her head and aimed down the length of her muscular arm for a moment.

“But hopefully not for long.” And with that, she thrusted her weapon arm forward and released the metal shaft as it once again let out a low whistle through the air, gliding across the clearing, before skewing the Goblin through the back and causing it to immediately collapse and squirm before bleeding out.

Vah’lux sighed as she surveyed the camp. “I assume this was your place?”

Hiya!

Welcome to Guild, @DyingSpark

As for navigating, a lot of it is just exposure over time and getting used to the sections and what they're there for, since it's not a terribly difficult site to get through otherwise.

You shouldn't have a problem finding an RP since there are various genres going on, but also keep in mind that you'll need to practice patience here since some of the larger-scale RPs have a slower pace than others.

In any case, explore and I'm sure you'll figure it all out soon enough.