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    1. Kazemitsu 9 yrs ago

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Lizard Fighter raised an eyebrow at the Captain's words, and then his joke. Guards were known to intimidate people getting out of line. At least with his people in the larger enclaves. It was a promise of violence basically to keep the potential criminal from doing criminal things. Maybe humans did it differently? Preferring sugary words and false facial expressions? Either way the job was done, parchment safely tucked away, and they were outside in the cool night air.

Druid Girl clearly didn't relish the idea of camping out in the alleys, and mentioned she had a room at an inn. She offered to share it which got a blink from him. "You two can share it, I'll just pick a spot in the common room. It's a frontier town, I'm sure the proprietor won't mind if I toss some coins at them." He stated, it'd still be a floor space. But Archer Girl seemed determined to sleep on the floor as well if he had to. A single bed room at an inn was not very spacious, no need to clutter it up.

Then the very audible stomach growl from the Druid got a brief chuckle from him. Like a couple seconds worth of mirth from the normally stoic reptilian being. Archer Girl plucked an apple from her satchel and offered it to Druid Girl. "Best to eat light just before sleep. It's not the most pleasant sensation waking up after eating a full meal. Also might be best to keep some dry food on your person, never know when you'll need it." He said, having dried meat resting in his own satchel at the small of his back.

Since this was literally his first time in this human town, he gestured for the two women to lead the way. Honestly if the buildings didn't have signs he'd wonder where the hell he was supposed to go to get things done! And he'd be leading the girls around town all night hunting for the inn Druid Girl talked of.
@Omega Man I'd planned on giving him another power, but it'd make him too op


I'd have used a pic, but meh photobucket is stupid with their gigantic watermarks. But he's done, and borderline evil/good. So....weee?
I feel like I've rped with @Omega Man before...

This thing still accepting characters? I have a solid idea for a feral man type o3o
Lizard Fighter kept his eyes and mind on the job at hand. Those reptilian eyes twitching this way and that when something moved. Rats, cats chasing the rats, and some debris shifting in the errant breezes. The girls talked again, getting a mental sigh from the male. Oh, they were saying it was time to get back to the garrison to report. Great! He walked with them, just because the shift was over didn't mean they wouldn't be dragged into something else.

Thankfully things stayed quiet, the return trip uneventful as they made their way into the barracks. The Archer Girl was finally losing energy after her big yawn. So there was a bottom to that particular well, huh? Like the others he dropped off the torch and shield and made his way to the captains office.

Archer Girl gave a good enough synopsis about the nights events. A little vague though. "The drunk was arguing with the tavern keeper and some intimidation made him run home." He clarified as the Guard Captain nodded and handed the group the paper to give the Guild. Which was probably closed up for the night.

Lizard Fighter pocketed the parchment before leaving the building with the two girls. "Alley camping or an inn?" He asked, obviously not caring which the group did.
If this man had been an adventurer, then Lizard Fighter knew magic. It was a rather pathetic sight, why did humans do this to themselves? It honestly baffled him every time he thought about it. But it didn't take long for the man to finally notice the tall reptilian man who was glaring down at him with eyes that promised pain if he didn't get his ass going.

Of course the man, in his drunkness, thought Lizard Fighter was a dragon. Which got his eye to twitch as the man fell on his ass and began to scoot away until he hit a building. A sight so pathetic he didn't think he'd see another like it ever again. A full grown human male crying, snotting, and begging someone to save him.

Druid Girl got in on it now, threatening the man with being eaten by the 'dragon' if he didn't get going right now. Whatever self preservation he had finally kicked in and off he stumbled. You couldn't really call it a run, and it was more than a shaky walk.

The bar keeper started laughing, having thought the oaf would start swinging at the temporary guards. At least someone got amused by the situation. His attention went to the Druid Girl before shrugging. "It's fine. He stated neutrally, he had never tasted human but judging by the fact animals almost always refused to touch their corpses...they must taste bad.

A pair of slaps, and Archer Girls reddened cheeks let him know she...had done something to herself and seemed happy no one had to get into a scuffle because intimidation. But... why did she slap herself?! Why were humans so damn weird?! Instantly that all got shoved into the back of his mind before the group began their patrolling once more. "Watch your step for...puddles." He said, no need to step in drunken vomit or urine. The bright moons would easily reveal the glistening slop.

Archer Girl mentioned it being really bright out because of the two moons being nearly full. "Maybe that will keep crime down since it's so bright out." He commented, couldn't steal or break in if you were easily visible after all! Still he kept his eyes peeled for suspicious activity. Another thing that confused him about humans. Always craving what others have! Get some money and get it yourself! Or duel for it.
Lizard Fighter was unsurprised by the slurred speech and the person sort of wobbling while standing up. Until he flailed about in his explanation that he hadn't had enough to drink. Why did humans drink? He had tried some before and it had been nasty, never mind the fuzziness of the mind and slothfulness of the body. It had an extremely undesired result and it wasted a lot of resources.

While he thought to himself, and made an imposing presence behind the Archer Girl, Druid Girl popped up from behind him to try and talk the drunk down. Were...were they trying to reason with someone not in full charge of his facilities? Did they not know how alcohol worked? Then the lush talked about Druid Girl having huge knockers, Archer being fresh and perky, then asking for a roll in the hay.

Glancing at the girls he sighed and shook his head, Druid Girl looked less than pleased while Archer Girl was slumped for some reason. Maybe to not show off her perkiness? Whatever. Talking wasn't going to get them places and they were wasting time here. But Archer Girl got her second wind, showing off her shield while puffing herself up some, so she hadn't been hiding her bust. Maybe a memory? She'd share it if she wished later.

"Honestly...you two are talking to a brick wall. He's drunk." He stated before looming over the drunk from behind Archer Girl. He didn't want to take the wind out of the girls sails, but he was about two seconds from knocking the drunk out so they could continue.

(I'm aware I didn't progress things, but he wants to see what the girls will do and I don't wanna hurt their feelins!)
Asura gave Trent a rather lazy look. Well as lazy a look as a slime could muster. "Why does everyone assume there is a god or maker or something? And why does everyone assume they have a plan?" He asked as the undead rats claws skipped across his mostly liquid body. It stung but that was it. So moving quickly he engulfed the rats head and tried to Crush the thing within his body. Pretty much Smashing inwards.

The others went on the offensive now, the wisps having fired off their shots. They were too high up for him to really get them and he didn't want to expend his Stamina throwing things. So he just tried to Analyze the ghost wisps any way he could. Magical Analysis first since he had that, then just a basic Analyze, and lastly Analyzing all the spells and skills floating about. Maybe he could learn something? Like full on Analysis of Creatures and Skills? Maybe even learn a skill since he didn't want magic.

The angry burbling got a slight smirk from him. "It's fine Mother Slime. Just watch for bads from back." He called back to her, he and Trent were more than tanky enough up front for now. Not that Ardur really needed a tank since he could fly out of melee range and bring Steve with him.
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