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STATUS: Why join an rp or make an rp if you're NOT GOING TO POST?! Why waste everyones time? 9 yrs ago
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Asura was making short work of the Dire Rat within his body. Pulling it apart easily and examining it thoroughly. It was essentially just a bigger rat, but its skeleton spoke a little of its health. Unfortunately he was no doctor or vet so he was largely clueless as to why its skeleton was so rough. While he concentrated he was watching for any danger around him and caught sight of Mother Slime trying to be sneaky and stealing Ardur's Fanged Lizard.
"Mother, spit out that Lizard. The pixie needs it. We'll find you more food after I rest." He said sternly, like a father sternly talking to his child. She came over and showed him that she had leveled up and was asking what she should build into. At least that's what he figured since she was showing and asking him things. While he looked he felt a mental tingle, trying to draw his attention elsewhere. He snorted mentally and shoved that aside to focus on the task at hand.
"You don't have anything really close to being active. So we'll work on that." He said, explaining by showing her that once something hit 1.0 it became 'active'. He also gave simple examples by showing her memories of what each of his skills did. "You should put three points into Faster. Four points into Magic Resistance. Lastly put the last two points into Mental Resistance. We'll work on your other Resistances when Ardur finishes evolving and I get my Stamina back" He stated as he actively Rested.
While he relaxed he was concentrating on trying to regain his Stamina faster. Like Resting in various video games that made pretty much every resource come back at an increased rate. At this point it was the only thing he could try to do considering he had no Stamina and he was essentially 'full' of food despite already devouring and digesting it all. A body could only work with so much after all.
"Mother, spit out that Lizard. The pixie needs it. We'll find you more food after I rest." He said sternly, like a father sternly talking to his child. She came over and showed him that she had leveled up and was asking what she should build into. At least that's what he figured since she was showing and asking him things. While he looked he felt a mental tingle, trying to draw his attention elsewhere. He snorted mentally and shoved that aside to focus on the task at hand.
"You don't have anything really close to being active. So we'll work on that." He said, explaining by showing her that once something hit 1.0 it became 'active'. He also gave simple examples by showing her memories of what each of his skills did. "You should put three points into Faster. Four points into Magic Resistance. Lastly put the last two points into Mental Resistance. We'll work on your other Resistances when Ardur finishes evolving and I get my Stamina back" He stated as he actively Rested.
While he relaxed he was concentrating on trying to regain his Stamina faster. Like Resting in various video games that made pretty much every resource come back at an increased rate. At this point it was the only thing he could try to do considering he had no Stamina and he was essentially 'full' of food despite already devouring and digesting it all. A body could only work with so much after all.
Kharne had done a quick patrol of the village, keeping an eye on the soldiers while keeping out of sight. Even the Falcon's had a hard time trying to find him once he decided not to be found. Being black and dark colors made him blend in with shadows easily and he knew the village far better than them. Once he made sure there were no threats he moved to the 'Command Post'. He could hear and smell multiple people within, and without a second thought he swung the door open and ducked into the building.
Almost immediately all eyes were upon him, which earned the lot a flat stare. S'venia introduce him and that he'd essentially be their body guard. "I had to make sure no one was doing something stupid." He rumbled out, the room just barely trembling at the deep base of his voice. Actually his voice was almost painful to listen to!
Soon things became a questioning of who was best used where, and the tiny elven being propping a bowl on the table. The group got to witness the rest of the forces that were supposed to arrive get slaughtered by something large with a porcelain mask. "A single being wiped them out? That doesn't sound like a useful force..." He rolling thunder voice rung out. He was clearly unimpressed.
Now the other leaders were explaining how their forces would be best used. Speedy scouts and a magical shield line. Useful. "You know how best to use me. Either have me as a reserve or send me to shatter the line." Kharne stated before he felt a tap on his wrist. He turned his attention down and gave Beatrix a bit of a hard glare. "Don't touch unless you wish to spar." He growled out softly as he shifted fluidly away from her.
Almost immediately all eyes were upon him, which earned the lot a flat stare. S'venia introduce him and that he'd essentially be their body guard. "I had to make sure no one was doing something stupid." He rumbled out, the room just barely trembling at the deep base of his voice. Actually his voice was almost painful to listen to!
Soon things became a questioning of who was best used where, and the tiny elven being propping a bowl on the table. The group got to witness the rest of the forces that were supposed to arrive get slaughtered by something large with a porcelain mask. "A single being wiped them out? That doesn't sound like a useful force..." He rolling thunder voice rung out. He was clearly unimpressed.
Now the other leaders were explaining how their forces would be best used. Speedy scouts and a magical shield line. Useful. "You know how best to use me. Either have me as a reserve or send me to shatter the line." Kharne stated before he felt a tap on his wrist. He turned his attention down and gave Beatrix a bit of a hard glare. "Don't touch unless you wish to spar." He growled out softly as he shifted fluidly away from her.
Is everything ok with the admin?
It sounds interesting...Wouldn't know what to do honestly cuz most races I'd be aren't listed XD
Noise, that was the first thing that came to the behemoths mind as he padded through the street. The noise and bickering and bargaining of so many people and voices. Kaze had given up using his ears for anything aside from what was close by. Which was nothing, people gave him a wide berth as he moved, distrustful looks on their faces. His impassive eyes wandered, taking in the overly colorful decorations, and buildings, and stalls. A snort was earned from the simplistic being.
His nostrils flared and he followed a familiar scent. The scent of water and nature, which lead him to a little park. Well little by his standards, it was probably massive compared to the other races here. Unfortunately there were a lot of people here too making a ruckus. A line in front of a bored looking woman. Just Kaze's presence alone seemed to spook off a few of the people. A few muttering about getting the new guild to go after the draconic man.
Those ones earned a growl and his lips lifting to bare those terrifying teeth. Soon it was only a handful near the woman, but the thought of a new guild piqued his interest. Maybe he could get in on that little venture. The huge being made his way, his footsteps thudding audibly despite a lack of footwear. Some humans were left and strangely a being taller than himself. That was rare. Still he looked them over briefly before turning those dully glowing crimson eyes towards the woman. She was mechanically saying the same line over and over to each person who approached, probably been doing it all day.
So he reached around with his tail, snagging up the charter to give it a once over. Silently he signed it and stood off to the side after replacing the charter with his tail.
His nostrils flared and he followed a familiar scent. The scent of water and nature, which lead him to a little park. Well little by his standards, it was probably massive compared to the other races here. Unfortunately there were a lot of people here too making a ruckus. A line in front of a bored looking woman. Just Kaze's presence alone seemed to spook off a few of the people. A few muttering about getting the new guild to go after the draconic man.
Those ones earned a growl and his lips lifting to bare those terrifying teeth. Soon it was only a handful near the woman, but the thought of a new guild piqued his interest. Maybe he could get in on that little venture. The huge being made his way, his footsteps thudding audibly despite a lack of footwear. Some humans were left and strangely a being taller than himself. That was rare. Still he looked them over briefly before turning those dully glowing crimson eyes towards the woman. She was mechanically saying the same line over and over to each person who approached, probably been doing it all day.
So he reached around with his tail, snagging up the charter to give it a once over. Silently he signed it and stood off to the side after replacing the charter with his tail.
Asura gave off a barely audible grunt when he got hit by a Poison Spit. He'd have to deal with those later if Ardur and Mother Slime didn't take care of them now. But currently a tug of war was happening. He didn't have any Stamina and the Wisp didn't have the magical strength to pull the Source Crystal free from him. But like every fucking magic user he used a spell and chant and hit Asura with a water orb. That was the only way to describe the spell. And it hurt a good bit too.
He landed with a splat, hoarding his half of the Source Crystal. He'd mess with it later, if it was even useful when it was broken like this. "Try to steal loot from someones kill again and you'll follow this bastard." Asura growled as multiple cracks and thumps rang out around him. Ardur had taken out a Lizard in a rather cruel fashion and Mother Slime pummeled the remaining one. Pulling himself together he shifted in the semblance of rolling his shoulders.
"Ardur, could you give me a heal?" He request as he moved to the remains of the Dire Rat Jason had killed and tried to eat. It looked unappetizing but it was food. He sucked the remains in, purposefully draining its blood first to quench his thirst. Then he started to digest it meticulously. Examining its anatomy while he did so.
Asura's sluggish brain brightened up momentarily. "You mentioned a core, and corruption, Ardur. Where is this thing?" He asked, his raging voice once more that monotone. He was fully back under control at this point, his target killed. For now anyway. This was a fantasy world and he wasn't going to think Jason was fully dead yet. Mother Slime called for him to eat herr, was that here or was that her?
"We'll bring the other Lizard with us, Mother Slime. No point eating it just yet since we both have a good meal. I'm...not sure what Ardur eats." He called back before waving for her to come over. While he spoke he was looking over the Skills he could put points into. Most of which he knew how to build up himself so there was no point to making them tick over into use just yet. He also didn't want to waste any points to level up things he could do himself rather quickly. So he'd save them for now. System, how much experience do I have? Show me Status Screen. He thought and brace himself mentally for another oncoming headache in case it did that static shit again.
He landed with a splat, hoarding his half of the Source Crystal. He'd mess with it later, if it was even useful when it was broken like this. "Try to steal loot from someones kill again and you'll follow this bastard." Asura growled as multiple cracks and thumps rang out around him. Ardur had taken out a Lizard in a rather cruel fashion and Mother Slime pummeled the remaining one. Pulling himself together he shifted in the semblance of rolling his shoulders.
"Ardur, could you give me a heal?" He request as he moved to the remains of the Dire Rat Jason had killed and tried to eat. It looked unappetizing but it was food. He sucked the remains in, purposefully draining its blood first to quench his thirst. Then he started to digest it meticulously. Examining its anatomy while he did so.
Asura's sluggish brain brightened up momentarily. "You mentioned a core, and corruption, Ardur. Where is this thing?" He asked, his raging voice once more that monotone. He was fully back under control at this point, his target killed. For now anyway. This was a fantasy world and he wasn't going to think Jason was fully dead yet. Mother Slime called for him to eat herr, was that here or was that her?
"We'll bring the other Lizard with us, Mother Slime. No point eating it just yet since we both have a good meal. I'm...not sure what Ardur eats." He called back before waving for her to come over. While he spoke he was looking over the Skills he could put points into. Most of which he knew how to build up himself so there was no point to making them tick over into use just yet. He also didn't want to waste any points to level up things he could do himself rather quickly. So he'd save them for now. System, how much experience do I have? Show me Status Screen. He thought and brace himself mentally for another oncoming headache in case it did that static shit again.
I'm not a lizard! D:
Name: Kaze
Age: 27
Race: Dragon-kin
Class: Guardian
Appearance Description:
Kaze's features are rather obvious to those who care to really observe him. Dark, jet black, scales cover most of his body making most armors unnecessary for him. Thick royal purple plates go from the tip of his chin, down his neck and the front of his torso, all the way to the tip of his tail. Perfect for protecting his vitals. His wings are enormous and heavily muscled like the rest of him, allowing him to fly. The great limbs have the same royal purple as his chest plates but they're slightly ragged along the edges. His tail is roughly two and a half times his height in length and a portion of the tip is webbed, allowing him to swing better despite his bulk. His height is far above the average of the human, Kaze stands at exactly eight feet tall.
Image Reference: I own this picture so no one can use it without my permission, thanks.
Personality:
Kaze is an incredibly blunt person, preferring to keep things simple. He has an air of boredom around him, never seemingly in a rush. Unlike a good portion of his species he doesn't strive to be trusted, merely respected for his accomplishments. He's still young and has plenty of time to do as he wishes and he knows this. Kaze does however have a rage streak in him. Certain things will set him off and it's hard to cool him back down, harder still is stopping him from wrecking what it is that pissed him off in the first place. This is normally tied to people he likes and or respects to a higher degree. But for the most part he's a relaxed, gruff, kind of grumpy man. Kids tend to call him an ornery old fart since he seems act two to three times his age.
Brief History:
Kaze's life was rather harsh given his appearance and upbringing. Forced to survive the rough mountains, and later the low lands that were filled with murderous races. At least that's how Kaze saw it. The humans, elves, dwarves, and such didn't trust him. He trusted them even less given the amount of rogues, bandits, and 'adventurers', that had tried to end him. Either for what he had or what he was made of. But despite the hardships he survived while he fiddled about with materials he found. Or examined the arms and armors of those he ended to see if he could make better. He learned the materials they were made from and how to gather such things. Finding them eventually became easier as well given his animalistic senses. To make things easier on himself, and to sell the things he's been making, he has helped/is helping make a guild for Hunting. Or whatever it is these humans say its all about.
Skills:
Age: 27
Race: Dragon-kin
Class: Guardian
Appearance Description:
Kaze's features are rather obvious to those who care to really observe him. Dark, jet black, scales cover most of his body making most armors unnecessary for him. Thick royal purple plates go from the tip of his chin, down his neck and the front of his torso, all the way to the tip of his tail. Perfect for protecting his vitals. His wings are enormous and heavily muscled like the rest of him, allowing him to fly. The great limbs have the same royal purple as his chest plates but they're slightly ragged along the edges. His tail is roughly two and a half times his height in length and a portion of the tip is webbed, allowing him to swing better despite his bulk. His height is far above the average of the human, Kaze stands at exactly eight feet tall.
Image Reference: I own this picture so no one can use it without my permission, thanks.
Personality:
Kaze is an incredibly blunt person, preferring to keep things simple. He has an air of boredom around him, never seemingly in a rush. Unlike a good portion of his species he doesn't strive to be trusted, merely respected for his accomplishments. He's still young and has plenty of time to do as he wishes and he knows this. Kaze does however have a rage streak in him. Certain things will set him off and it's hard to cool him back down, harder still is stopping him from wrecking what it is that pissed him off in the first place. This is normally tied to people he likes and or respects to a higher degree. But for the most part he's a relaxed, gruff, kind of grumpy man. Kids tend to call him an ornery old fart since he seems act two to three times his age.
Brief History:
Kaze's life was rather harsh given his appearance and upbringing. Forced to survive the rough mountains, and later the low lands that were filled with murderous races. At least that's how Kaze saw it. The humans, elves, dwarves, and such didn't trust him. He trusted them even less given the amount of rogues, bandits, and 'adventurers', that had tried to end him. Either for what he had or what he was made of. But despite the hardships he survived while he fiddled about with materials he found. Or examined the arms and armors of those he ended to see if he could make better. He learned the materials they were made from and how to gather such things. Finding them eventually became easier as well given his animalistic senses. To make things easier on himself, and to sell the things he's been making, he has helped/is helping make a guild for Hunting. Or whatever it is these humans say its all about.
Skills:
- Alchemy - 0
- Armor Smithing - 2
- Weapon Smithing - 1
- Gathering - 2
- Skinning - 0
- Engineering - 0
- Cooking - 0
Name: Kaze
Age: 27
Race: Dragon-kin
Class: Guardian
Appearance Description:
Kaze's features are rather obvious to those who care to really observe him. Dark, jet black, scales cover most of his body making most armors unnecessary for him. Thick royal purple plates go from the tip of his chin, down his neck and the front of his torso, all the way to the tip of his tail. Perfect for protecting his vitals. His wings are enormous and heavily muscled like the rest of him, allowing him to fly. The great limbs have the same royal purple as his chest plates but they're slightly ragged along the edges. His tail is roughly two and a half times his height in length and a portion of the tip is webbed, allowing him to swing better despite his bulk. His height is far above the average of the human, Kaze stands at exactly eight feet tall.
Image Reference: I own this picture so no one can use it without my permission, thanks.
Personality:
Kaze is an incredibly blunt person, preferring to keep things simple. He has an air of boredom around him, never seemingly in a rush. Unlike a good portion of his species he doesn't strive to be trusted, merely respected for his accomplishments. He's still young and has plenty of time to do as he wishes and he knows this. Kaze does however have a rage streak in him. Certain things will set him off and it's hard to cool him back down, harder still is stopping him from wrecking what it is that pissed him off in the first place. This is normally tied to people he likes and or respects to a higher degree. But for the most part he's a relaxed, gruff, kind of grumpy man. Kids tend to call him an ornery old fart since he seems act two to three times his age.
Brief History:
Kaze's life was rather harsh given his appearance and upbringing. Forced to survive the rough mountains, and later the low lands that were filled with murderous races. At least that's how Kaze saw it. The humans, elves, dwarves, and such didn't trust him. He trusted them even less given the amount of rogues, bandits, and 'adventurers', that had tried to end him. Either for what he had or what he was made of. But despite the hardships he survived while he fiddled about with materials he found. Or examined the arms and armors of those he ended to see if he could make better. He learned the materials they were made from and how to gather such things. Finding them eventually became easier as well given his animalistic senses. To make things easier on himself, and to sell the things he's been making, he has helped/is helping make a guild for Hunting. Or whatever it is these humans say its all about.
Skills:
Age: 27
Race: Dragon-kin
Class: Guardian
Appearance Description:
Kaze's features are rather obvious to those who care to really observe him. Dark, jet black, scales cover most of his body making most armors unnecessary for him. Thick royal purple plates go from the tip of his chin, down his neck and the front of his torso, all the way to the tip of his tail. Perfect for protecting his vitals. His wings are enormous and heavily muscled like the rest of him, allowing him to fly. The great limbs have the same royal purple as his chest plates but they're slightly ragged along the edges. His tail is roughly two and a half times his height in length and a portion of the tip is webbed, allowing him to swing better despite his bulk. His height is far above the average of the human, Kaze stands at exactly eight feet tall.
Image Reference: I own this picture so no one can use it without my permission, thanks.
Personality:
Kaze is an incredibly blunt person, preferring to keep things simple. He has an air of boredom around him, never seemingly in a rush. Unlike a good portion of his species he doesn't strive to be trusted, merely respected for his accomplishments. He's still young and has plenty of time to do as he wishes and he knows this. Kaze does however have a rage streak in him. Certain things will set him off and it's hard to cool him back down, harder still is stopping him from wrecking what it is that pissed him off in the first place. This is normally tied to people he likes and or respects to a higher degree. But for the most part he's a relaxed, gruff, kind of grumpy man. Kids tend to call him an ornery old fart since he seems act two to three times his age.
Brief History:
Kaze's life was rather harsh given his appearance and upbringing. Forced to survive the rough mountains, and later the low lands that were filled with murderous races. At least that's how Kaze saw it. The humans, elves, dwarves, and such didn't trust him. He trusted them even less given the amount of rogues, bandits, and 'adventurers', that had tried to end him. Either for what he had or what he was made of. But despite the hardships he survived while he fiddled about with materials he found. Or examined the arms and armors of those he ended to see if he could make better. He learned the materials they were made from and how to gather such things. Finding them eventually became easier as well given his animalistic senses. To make things easier on himself, and to sell the things he's been making, he has helped/is helping make a guild for Hunting. Or whatever it is these humans say its all about.
Skills:
- Alchemy - 0
- Armor Smithing - 2
- Weapon Smithing - 1
- Gathering - 2
- Skinning - 0
- Engineering - 0
- Cooking - 0
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