Jollan

I, the Demon King, Will Summon My Own Damned Heroes!

I'll let you know! It wasn't in the main rp because i am joining late from a long time ago and just getting to a point where im about to catch up. its still been fun though

I, the Demon King, Will Summon My Own Damned Heroes!

not quite yet i think? she is at the start of day 4. still a bunch to talk about it seems

I, the Demon King, Will Summon My Own Damned Heroes!

@Stabby i can post up the adventures of miiba for you if you want. it would most likely be a google doc

Miiba's original cs

name: Miiba Minnow (Mina Willow)

Theme:


race: goblin

appearance: (don't mind the clothes/gear):

Hider

goal:
Return home to her family.

past life:
A young girl still in gradeschool. She was very creative and loved to draw. She wasn't a prodigy artist but her messy doodles were a little less messy than other students. There was a kids show that she used to watch about little goblins who braved the great open world, inspiring her to doodle little goblins in her notebooks. One day, her neighbor had come by to pick her up from school as they had done before, though this time they weren't supposed to. Thinking it was fine, Mina got in their car. The neighbor chatted and laughed with the young girl for a moment before all the sudden someone reached from behind her and clasped a cloth over her mouth. She breathed in what she didn't know was chloroform, and that was the last thing she remembered.

void:
In the void that she awoke to, she was greeted by the demon lord, as he introduced himself as such. Believing this was a dream, Mina was excited and she scurried over to one of her memories of her doodling a particular goblin she seemed to draw a lot, one she made up. Giggling she pointed to it. "I want to be that one! Can I, can I!?" The gravity of the situation was lost to her, but she seemed to get her wish....somewhat.

new life:
Her new life as Miiba wasn't what she thought it would be, and this had to be the longest dream she had ever had, even being able to sleep and dream within a dream! It all felt so REAL! The other goblins, as far as she could remember, didn't seem to like her too much. It was nothing like the show she used to watch. They were mean and constantly berated her for being soft or a weakling. To the other goblins, she was a hindrance. She didn't eat anything but the herbs because she saw eating anything else as either horrific or gross. She was too nice, and didn't keep to herself, trying to reach out to other goblins and make friends instead of keeping to her tasks. Sometimes, she would offer help if she was able to finish her own tasks, like to carry logs. In response, however, the other goblins would pile all the logs on her till she couldn't carry more and then fall over, cursing her for her weakness. Eventually, with talk of weeding out the weak and old, she took it upon herself to run away from the abuse the goblins tormented her with. She stayed relatively close to where the goblins were still, watching from hiding spots around the cave and sneaking around to find food.

Miiba's adventures so far:
docs.google.com/document/d/1PQ2tPw6yo…

The Vanishing Kingdom

AAAAAACEPTED!
@13org

AACM: Twilight Arena

@Vesuvius00 oi, ya cant flirt and run! lol

The Vanishing Kingdom

Hildebrandt

Hilde looked up to the satyr. She had never seen one before, and never thought one would be o big. She would have thought that they would be smaller in stature, but here Kistal was and she only came up to his chest. Granted, she wasn't nearly the tallest in the family, being practically dwarfed by her father. She cleared her throat when she realized she was staring at him for a moment. "Im uh, sorry about that," she chuckled with a smile, "Right, the attack. Madame Valia is the dance master here in Kalla. She would teach dancing for entertainment and ceremonies. Well, Recently she was found in her home after being attacked. They haven't been able to identify the bodies beyond someone mentioning the name 'Calabris', but that's odd. Isn't that a family in Portea? Some think that the recent disappearances of her students may be linked to this as well... Valia is over in the Oracle's Temple, just next to us. A few Red Saints from Portea were luckily in town to help heal her wounds. If they weren't here, we don't think she would have been able to dance again."

Allard took the payment and Kistal's used dishes and started cleaning them. "Hmmm... Calibris, eh? Can't say I've ever heard any good about them from any travelers. If they are looking for a fight, this is tha wrong town ta do it." WHen he finished cleaning the dishes at hand, he gathered them and took them to the back so put them away. Hilde sighed as she watched her father go to the back and took a seat in one of the stools. "The chief is mentioning putting together a group of volunteers to go look for the missing girls," she mentioned sounding a little crestfallen. Truth be told, she wanted to go help search, as she was a guard, even though she is kept at the temple exclusively. She felt like she should help more than what she does, but she also knew her father wouldn't want her to, proven by him wanting her to stay. She folded her legs under the stool chair as she sat, thinking about ways she may be able to tell her father she wanted to go, but not seeing any way that would happen.

@Lotrix Molick

AACM: Twilight Arena

Sahale wasn't too keen on moving in quite yet, opting to instead slowly circle his opponent. When he saw the glint of light pass over the knights body, he was sure that he was activating a barrier of some kind around himself, to which, when he saw the first few people commence in their attack, he only slightly shook his head. From the type of knight he was, Sahale had a good idea towards his heritage, though he couldn't say how much the man's blood was split. This meant that he wasn't sure if the barrier was made by his blood or his gear. For Sahale to be sure, he would have to get close enough to the knight to see his eyes and into his mind for a clue. If he could do that, he may find out what kind of abilities he has. Until then, however, he would just have to keep his mind blank and fight off of reacting. Slowly, Sahale closed in, walking casually as ever.

The Vanishing Kingdom

Accepted!

AACM: Twilight Arena

Sahale looked at the others who seemed to come in at different angles around the twilight dragon knight when they stepped through the portal. From the looks of things, the others were preparing to engage, a few in a stance already, and some concealing what types of weapons they had at their disposal behind their coverings, not a bad opening strategy anyway. Sahale tapped the back of his sword against his right shoulder as he stood there casually, he looked over to where Ryba was and gave a sly smile and a short wave. "Hey, gorgeous, just for the record, let's hold off on that whole 'gutting me' proposal on this round, eh?" he shouted with a wink.

Sahale scanned around the battlefield, looking for any signs of vegetation.....which there were none. "How bothersome," he muttered to himself. "Alright then, ready whenever. One hell of a way to start off one's incarceration, but its better than rotting in a cell," he said as he drew his sword, holding it in his right and and keeping the sheath in his left in a backward blade like grip. He set his stance perpendicular to his enemy, right shoulder towards the knight and his blade held out towards him, though not fully extended. He kept his left arm at his left side, the sheath still in his hand and behind his back. Though he was in a stance, his body posture still seemed to be fairly casual and loose, knees slightly bent.

AACM: Twilight Arena

welp, im a dumbass. I didnt even know about this here lol. I was sitting there waiting in the other rp page for this wondering why it stopped, my bad yall hahaha