Nope, doesn't ring a bell!
Also, that thing's not the evil rabbit from Monty Python. Also, not necessarily sinister, just... troubled. And way too powerful for that to be okay.
BUT IT IS A BUNNY I BET THAT'S A FIRST
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Well I sketched up my character, but my CS is on my other PC. Will be finishing things up tonight, though ^.^
Obviously Eeiys should murder random NPC, since that's all he's good for! :P
Dang a lot of the characters have schizophrenia. And you even have someone with body dismorphia (one part of my character idea's instability), mmmhmm. This sounds pretty cool, I'm reading up on the characters at the moment, but can have a CS soonish if there's still room (seeing as two other people have already responded).
Shouldn't prevent you from adding it to the first post :P
Hey, can we get some posts going? kthnx
Dssialii is involved with Eeiys, and I invented some poor orphaned emotionally-stressed lady NPC for his purposes. Just don't want you to miss it and us have two of them xD
I don't know, seems like the GM gave up :(
"Murder! Someone killed my mother!" A normally-pleasant-looking young woman dashed through the curtains that passed as a door to the soothsayer's shop, her visage marred with a white pallor and a redness about her eyes that suggested that she'd begin weeping at any moment. Her news called out, and with those on the street suddenly turning around as if expecting to find someone with a large sign over their head saying "This is the guy, GET HIM", she proceeded to break down on the dirt street, water pouring from her eye sockets.
Dssialii couldn't stop a grin from splitting across his face as he eyed the returning Eeyis knowingly from where he sat atop a conveniently-placed wagon that someone (probably the owner of the stall right next to the cart) had used to drag their produce to the market (pumpkins, he imagined- at least, that's what it smelled of, and that's what was being sold there). Getting in trouble already, in true Eeyis style. Hopefully he wouldn't drag Dssialii into it, though the goblin didn't hold much hope for that; with the enforced march across the plains the past two days, Dssialii had been planning on spending his whole night on the town simply resting his poor legs. The longer-legged races had set the pace (some of them even had mounts!), and never had Dssialii wished more for a nice warm worg body beneath him doing the work than he had that day. They'd surely be out the next morning (or sooner if Eeyis had his way), and he knew that he wasn't going to get enough rest to get rid of all the aches and pains, but he was going to get the most rest that he could, starting right now. Eeyis could deal with his own troubles.
The goblin sighed and rubbed at his eyes. Sadly, he still hadn't found a good opportunity to leave this ragamuffin band to their death wish. Sure, it was the call of the gods or whatever and surely trying to smite evil was a commendable effort, but Dssialii wasn't cut out for it at all. He was already slowing down the group, they were apparently being led by an absentee insane mage, and it was obvious that this big bad guy (whoever he was; news hadn't reached him before this whole thing about any evil necromancer) knew that they were coming, and a suicide mission wasn't on Dssialii's bucket list. In fact, that was full of wonderful things that he hadn't gotten to do yet, and he had no plan of letting some foolhardy mission make sure that he couldn't check off any of them. He just... hadn't found a good chance to leave yet.
Dssialii couldn't stop a grin from splitting across his face as he eyed the returning Eeyis knowingly from where he sat atop a conveniently-placed wagon that someone (probably the owner of the stall right next to the cart) had used to drag their produce to the market (pumpkins, he imagined- at least, that's what it smelled of, and that's what was being sold there). Getting in trouble already, in true Eeyis style. Hopefully he wouldn't drag Dssialii into it, though the goblin didn't hold much hope for that; with the enforced march across the plains the past two days, Dssialii had been planning on spending his whole night on the town simply resting his poor legs. The longer-legged races had set the pace (some of them even had mounts!), and never had Dssialii wished more for a nice warm worg body beneath him doing the work than he had that day. They'd surely be out the next morning (or sooner if Eeyis had his way), and he knew that he wasn't going to get enough rest to get rid of all the aches and pains, but he was going to get the most rest that he could, starting right now. Eeyis could deal with his own troubles.
The goblin sighed and rubbed at his eyes. Sadly, he still hadn't found a good opportunity to leave this ragamuffin band to their death wish. Sure, it was the call of the gods or whatever and surely trying to smite evil was a commendable effort, but Dssialii wasn't cut out for it at all. He was already slowing down the group, they were apparently being led by an absentee insane mage, and it was obvious that this big bad guy (whoever he was; news hadn't reached him before this whole thing about any evil necromancer) knew that they were coming, and a suicide mission wasn't on Dssialii's bucket list. In fact, that was full of wonderful things that he hadn't gotten to do yet, and he had no plan of letting some foolhardy mission make sure that he couldn't check off any of them. He just... hadn't found a good chance to leave yet.
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