Kuro

Harbringers: Canticle of Sacrifice

Though unknown to the world's people, it is a grim future that comes for Essorea.

You are a captured Tharlondian rebel awaiting your public execution in the capital dungeons—a show of power by the King of Tharlonde designed to intimate anyone who might question his authority to rule. But what if the winds of fate and destiny had other plans for you? What if what you thought was silly folklore and legend was actually very, very real? Would you try to save the world if given the chance?

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• Yes, I am keeping the plot purposefully vague. I'll explain more to you guys as the RP starts.
• The cast has magic that they aren't aware of. More info later when we reach that plot point.
• All characters must be anything that isn't an elf.

Character Sheet

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Age | Race | Archetype[/center]
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Video Games: The General Discussion & Community Thread

Hey folks does anyone know where I can get a good used Xbox One? I would like the original wires and a wireless controller. My budget is $200 and I do not have the money, will have by October 10th. No bundles required. It would be nice to have special painting on surface of console. Thank you -RM

@role model

Ebay, Facebook Marketplace, Craigslist, etc. Could try places that sell refurbished consoles like Gamestop, too.

Post a random fact about yourself.

@Kuro
a couple of my favorites were amongst the older ones, yes.
like the return of the living dead(1984) for example.

but if you are talking about the resident evil movies....none of them. I didn't care for any of them to be honest.

@Vampiretwilight

Yes, I was talking about the RE films.

I don't think I have a favorite zombie film, but if I had to choose, I'd probably say Train to Busan.

Post a random fact about yourself.

I am not into resident evil movies although I have watched and liked some zombie movies.

@Vampiretwilight

The live action films or the CGI movies? I agree with you on the former but the CGI ones are okay.

Sup

Welcome to the guild, @Future King.

Rp Notes

Though unknown to the world's people, it is a grim future that comes for Essorea.

You are a captured Tharlondian rebel awaiting your public execution in the capital dungeons—a show of power by the King of Tharlonde designed to intimate anyone who might question his authority to rule. But what if the winds of fate and destiny had other plans for you? What if what you thought was silly folklore and legend was actually very, very real? Would you try to save the world if given the chance?

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• Yes, I am keeping the plot purposefully vague. I'll explain more to you guys as the RP starts.
• The cast has magic that they aren't aware of. More info later when we reach that plot point.
• All characters must be anything that isn't an elf.

Character Sheet

[center][img]fontmeme[/img]
age | race | archetype[/center]
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age | race | archetype

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as the capital burns beneath the might of the crazed dragonlord Bhaem'mok and his cultist armies.

Though you may be a criminal, life seems to have other plans for you, as the great dragonlord Bhaem'mok, Destroyer of All Things and Bringer of the End Times

to storm the citadel, and take the font for themselves raise into undeatha feat considered impossible without a primal source of raw, magical energy such as the Center of the World. With the help of traitors, the ancient ley seals were brought down, allowing the cultists to lay siege to the font.

Not even prayer would be able to save you and the rest of the guardians. No longer protected by the ley gates, the cultist armies assaulted the citadel, wounding many and slaying countless more on their path to the magical well. They were unstoppable, seemingly fueled by bloodlust, as the skeletal remains of Bhaem'mok were cast into the font, draining its power to bring life to the once dead dragonlord.

How come there are so few Table Top Roleplayers here?

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What

@POOHEAD189

I'm just as confused.

Hellooo

Welcome to the guild, @Wind Flower.

What Are You Listening To?

Isolate | Mao Mao & Kuro

A B I G A I L S T E N Z

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_{Location: Roadside Burgers, Baltham}

Date: August 14th, 2018

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"Oh, no. Don't worry, it's... it's no big deal." Abigail replied, taking her now cracked phone back from the man. She knew that she couldn't hold his acquaintance at fault for her phone being damaged; it was her that walked into him, not the opposite way around. "I just have a lot going on, and I wasn't looking where I was going..." She trailed off, interrupted by a womanly scream that captured everyone's attention, hers included.

Following the two men towards the crowd, Abigail was once again shocked by what she saw. Before it had been the death of old friends, and now, the life of a child was at risk. Was today but a nightmare? Abigail thought about calling 911, but one of the men had a point; surely help had to be on its way to the diner with everyone calling for medical assistance. It'd be redundant for her to call for an ambulance too, even if her phone could still dial numbers with the damage that had just been done to the screen.

Still, Abigail felt that she couldn't walk away so easily like the two men were doing once the other apologized to her once again for the damage. There had to be something she could do, although Abigail hadn't expected that that something would be a nightmare in its own right.

As the child's breathing returned, something awoke in the boy—a hunger for flesh, seemingly. His teeth latched on his mother's face, shocking everyone as they watched with horrified expression. The only one not frozen in shock was the veteran-turned-restaurant owner, Ray Williams, who quickly leapt into action, grabbing one of the woman's arms as he desperately tried to free her from the child's grasp to no avail.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" Abigail cursed. Her instincts told her to flee; to run from the horrific scene she had been witnessing. But nonetheless, she knew that she couldn't be a coward; not while the boy continued to eat away at his mother's face. Rushing to the other side of the woman, she mustered what strength she had to help Ray, and pulled her free from the latch the child had on her face, while others began to snap back to their senses, trying to hold down the child in an attempt to calm him down.

Although they had been successful in freeing the woman from the child, however, her face had been manged to the point that even the slightest glimpse made Abigail extremely queasy. "I-I think I'm going to be—" She spoke, holding a hand over her stomach and a fist before her mouth. There was no stopping this, Abigail knew, as she launched her appetite all over the pavement.