Jojo

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@Rune_Alchemist is approved. Nice work using my custom race, remember you can come to me with any questions about them.

Isle of Atria (Open World, Always Open)

Hey guys I'm at work right now so I wont be able to read anything in great detail. When I get home I'll give everything a proper look. If you need me @ me in the discord, and I'll see that notification

Heyo.

I didn't even know people roleplayed on Google+ and assumed it was a dead attempt at social media but I keep seeing people say they're from there now haha. Welcome! I'm new too, hope we can be buds.

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Arlo

The man on horseback caught his eye, he stuck out like a sore thumb in the crowd of people. A suit, like a knight, but he hadn't seen him before in Wanderneir. And something about his horse--

The sun had not even dipped below the horizon when he heard the commotion, at first he thought it might just be a scuffle between some rowdy townsfolk and the guards trying to send them home. But then he distinctly hear the words "someone please help", and it was decided he had to investigate. He instinctively throw his hood and headpiece on over his head and took off running in the direction of the noise. The cobblestone road made his feet ache as they fell, as he was more used to the soft soil under his feet. Arlo was as fast on his legs as his father, in comparison to the average human Arlo was lightning quick. He turned a corner where he noticed people fleeing from and then he saw it ahead. A woman, already set upon by some sprites, and the sun hadn't even set yet. The issue was getting much worse as time went on, and he had to act fast to save not only her but to find the source of the infestation.

The low light in the shade of the buildings must have caused an early rising from this particular group, but that wouldn't change their aversion to bright light. Knowing what spell exactly to cast, he charged towards the woman and called out to her.

"Cover your eyes!" He shouted, just before stopping his trot and held out out his palms. The bone gear he wore shown brightly as he murmured an incantation to himself and a ball of shimmering white light metabolized from his hands, quickly expanding outwards and eviscerating the sprites that had attacked. The flash might have nearly blinded Arlo himself, had it not been for the enchanted skull headgear protecting him from any misfires. Winded from the excitement, he approached the woman and removed his hood.

"Are you okay?"

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Right on idek what I'm asking I just woke up

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@Eisenhorn I was hoping somebody would at least include the dwarves. Poor little men. You're approved.

@ValorJust a quick question, is your character visible to others right now?

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My first IC post is up, those that are ready and have approved PCs can jump in wherever and whenever they want.

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ARLO

“The sun is setting soon. Curfew goes into effect in one hour. Light the street lanterns and make sure that there are no night owls about. Until we find a solution to the infestation of my city, no one leaves their home after dark unless they wish to meet a most unfortunate death.” the old king spoke in a soft but dry voice. The concern in his tired brown eyes was evident even across the court where Arlo knelt. “Once again, the young man you see before you is Arlo, the sole exception to the curfew, and he is not to be interrupted on his patrols. I assure you his research is paramount to our shadow sprite problem. Arlo, you may leave to your duty.”

“Thank you, your highness. Your confidence is well placed.” the man asserted as he rose from his knee. He then turned and exited the room through heavy wooden doors into the main castle interior. Arlo looked and felt out of place among the other men that visited the king. Here people were either royal family, wealthy nobles, or decorated soldiers. He was a penniless wanderer some weeks before he offered his help to the court; he wore simple clothes that were well worn and his hair was loose and unkempt.

On top of the clear class divide between him and the others, the inhabitants of this city did not normally invite a magic user like himself on royal ground, they distrusted magic and those associated with it. But Arlo was lucky to meet a king that had grown just as wise as he was old. The court needed him, and to some extent Arlo needed them. There was not often such a lucrative opportunity to earn money for a wizard in a human settlement, and food has it’s price even for a hungry traveler.

The sun had just begun to set when Arlo left the castle, and soldiers were herding civilians back home before sprites would start manifesting once again. He too would have to prepare for the night ahead, as the situation was indeed a nasty one.

Arlo first arrived at the city a few days ago, at dawn, where he witnessed the aftermath of the night before. A woman lay dead just a few short steps from her home. Her clothes were torn apart, her hair plucked from her head in small patches, bruises covered her skin and blood dripped from her lips. She died slowly in twisted agony, from what Arlo was shocked to be told was caused by a swarm of shadow sprites.

They were small pitch black creatures that were near invisible in the dark, about the size of a rat but humanoid in shape. They became rather aggressive at night but they were harmless and easily driven off by a strong enough light. Arlo had never seen or heard of a group swarming someone like this, and his curiosity would not be sated until he found what caused it.

Arlo kept his gear in the small housing provided to him by the king for use during his stay, traditional style Leveret mage robes that his mother had made for him as a parting gift. A black hooded outfit complete with a horned headpiece made from the skull of a beast his father claimed to have slain when he was younger. And one item he had crafted himself as a channel for his magic long ago, it too made of bone material from an unknown donor. Large and circular he wore it on his back secured by leather straps where it lay flat against him. He could cast magic without it, but his own style was easier with the enchanted device to help him focus. He slid the robe on over his clothes and tied the leather strap fixed to his headpiece around his neck so that it would hang on his back. This way should he need to he could pull it onto his head quickly along with his hood should he need to.

"Just one more thing," Arlo thought. On the bedside table there was a small sheet of paper, adorned on it was the king's seal. He grabbed it and rolled it up to place inside his robe. "just in case a soldier doesn't recognize me."

He left his housing and strolled down the road leading away from the castle, waiting for the sun to set. He planned tonight to see if there was an increase of sprite activity in certain parts of the city over others, hoping that it might lead him to the answer he was looking for.

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@Rune_Alchemist Cool cool my dude

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You can all add your characters to the Char thread btw