Lord Orgasmo

Multiverse: You Are The Character

Ah, yes. Magic Missle. Arguably the only good level one arcane spell.

Book of Aeos (V1)

@Aquanthe@dereken I think Y'all muthafuckus need to settle this once and for all. 1v1. Fox only. Final Destination. No items. 3 sets. The loser will be beaten with oranges by yours truly. Get practicing.

Multiverse: You Are The Character

Flying behind Rockin' on the broom, a large, tall flagpole came into view. Landing, Rockin' showed them a strange green glowing stone. So that's what the pieces looked like. Good to know.

Back at the first room, Code stood by a table, and congratulated everyone on their success. Code said the usual "Mysterious Good Guy" stuff. Your questions will be answered in time, What I can tell you, yada yada. Much of the same. Ysran stood with his hand on his hip, waiting for his little speech to end, when Code said to touch the Crucible piece. Eh, what's the worst that could happen? Reaching out, as his finger touched the stone, visions flooded his mind. Images of Horrid creatures raced through his mind. He'd been exposed to the Eldritch before, but even then, it was quite the mental attack to him.

Squeezing his eyes closed, he began to mentally fight off the monsters. He knew they weren't real. They posed no threat to him. They were just there to instill fear. He thought back to earlier times. These creatures were nothing compared to what he had faced. He opened his eyes. The room was silent. He had won. Setting his hand back down, he could feel the fear becoming a part of him. Just like his other spells. Was this the power of the Crucible? Armed with a new spell, he listened intently to what Code had to say. Something about a pocket dimension. Isn't that how Bags of Holding work? Huh. He'd have to look into that. "Right. So, where to next? Are we going through another portal? And do you have anything we could use? Like potions, or Medicines of sorts? Perhaps a way to restore mana?"

GAME: Crush A Wish

Granted. Every living cell is now dead, and only metals remain.

I wish I was a Super Saiyan.

Multiverse: You Are The Character

Ysran will likely just get a new spell. How about Tasha's Hideous Laughter? Or maybe the Fear spell? What do you think I should get?

The Kadari Knights

Lance

Full name: Lance D'Phiarlin

Age: 34

Height: 6'3

Skills: Lance is a master Tactician and fighter. Keenly aware of his surroundings he is able to get an advantage almost anywhere on the battlefield. Not only this, but he is incredibly social, and is able to talk to others easily. That doesn't mean he's great at it however.

Appearance:
(Pretend he's a human, couldn't find a good human picture.)
Usually wearing a tunic, Lance blends into the crowd, but when it's time for battle, Lance wears scalemail covered by a central breastplate. His weapon of choice ironically enough is a lance, yet he is trained with most other weapons.

Equipment: His armor, his lance, as well as a sword and shield. He also keeps a dagger in his boot. He has a pack full of other generic traveling stuff. Like food.(Think jerky, and dried fruit.) And water. And flint.

Religious beliefs: Lance believes in a strong sword arm rather than some so-called god. But if forced to choose, he likely would follow manduism

Personality: Lance tries to be a nice guy, although he can be a little agressive.

History: Lance comes from the country of Ebberon, located to the far west. Born to a pair of army generals, Lance had little choice but to be raised as a soldier. He had an iron will and a strong arm at an early age, and only continued to improve, even to the point of surpassing his parents. When Ebberon went to war with a neighboring country, Kyber. Lance was chosen as an ambassador, and was able to easily convince the king to stop fighting. Unfortunately, shortly after, the king was assassinated and Kyber went to war with Ebberon. Lance was chosen to be one of five leaders in charge of the main bulk of Ebberon's army. Here is where Lance found his innate knack for tactics, defeating Skrimish after skrimish, they had easily captured the main city of Kyber.

Once the county was no longer at war, Lance was at a bit of a loss as to what to do. Planning was his specialty, yet he had no plan of action. He soon left bis homeland in search of some sort of purpose. He traveled for almost three years before deciding to become a knight. He was one once before, why not do it again? It was all he knew how to do. Of course, it wasn't that easy. You needed someone to sponsor you after all. Fortunately, there was an easy solution to this. Making friends with a knight named Blatzy, he then showed off his skills. Blatzy knew Lance was an experienced soldier, and sponsored him. Then was the trial. He needed knowledge on the Abbdi, as then the fighting part. Lance had somewhat of an idea of what they were, but didn't have a lot of knowledge. So, Lance spent the next month tirelessly studying them. How to fight them. How to kill them. What they can do. What they're weak to. All this and more was absorbed by Lance, and demonstrated his knowledge to Blatzy. Then the fighting part. Easy. Lance formulated a plan with the entire group. Recognizing everybody's skills and weaknesses. Utilizing blind spots, distractions, and range, the "Abbdi" was easily taken care of. Lance then waited for the ceremony.

The Kadari Knights

@Lord Orgasmo It's pretty good. I'd just like some general idea of his height (So I can be like "The tall warlord" or w/e is appropriate, instead of another vague 'he' or having to use his name six times in the same paragraph if he shows up that much in one). I may think of a couple more things after I go to bed, but they'll all probably just be small things.

Also, if anyone happens to skim this and is making a mage character, I completely changed the 'magecraft' section of the OP to try to clarify some stuff. It's, at its core, mostly the same, but the more nuanced stuff is better explained.

@Burthstone

We'll say he's like... 6'3

The Kadari Knights

How's this?

Lance

Full name: Lance D'Phiarlin

Age: 34

Height: 6'3

Skills: Lance is a master Tactician and fighter. Keenly aware of his surroundings he is able to get an advantage almost anywhere on the battlefield. Not only this, but he is incredibly social, and is able to talk to others easily. That doesn't mean he's great at it however.

Appearance:
(Pretend he's a human, couldn't find a good human picture.)
Usually wearing a tunic, Lance blends into the crowd, but when it's time for battle, Lance wears scalemail covered by a central breastplate. His weapon of choice ironically enough is a lance, yet he is trained with most other weapons.

Equipment: His armor, his lance, as well as a sword and shield. He also keeps a dagger in his boot. He has a pack full of other generic traveling stuff. Like food.(Think jerky, and dried fruit.) And water. And flint.

Religious beliefs: Lance believes in a strong sword arm rather than some so-called god. But if forced to choose, he likely would follow manduism

Personality: Lance tries to be a nice guy, although he can be a little agressive.

History: Lance comes from the country of Ebberon, located to the far west. Born to a pair of army generals, Lance had little choice but to be raised as a soldier. He had an iron will and a strong arm at an early age, and only continued to improve, even to the point of surpassing his parents. When Ebberon went to war with a neighboring country, Kyber. Lance was chosen as an ambassador, and was able to easily convince the king to stop fighting. Unfortunately, shortly after, the king was assassinated and Kyber went to war with Ebberon. Lance was chosen to be one of five leaders in charge of the main bulk of Ebberon's army. Here is where Lance found his innate knack for tactics, defeating Skrimish after skrimish, they had easily captured the main city of Kyber.

Once the county was no longer at war, Lance was at a bit of a loss as to what to do. Planning was his specialty, yet he had no plan of action. He soon left bis homeland in search of some sort of purpose. He traveled for almost three years before deciding to become a knight. He was one once before, why not do it again? It was all he knew how to do. Of course, it wasn't that easy. You needed someone to sponsor you after all. Fortunately, there was an easy solution to this. Making friends with a knight named Blatzy, he then showed off his skills. Blatzy knew Lance was an experienced soldier, and sponsored him. Then was the trial. He needed knowledge on the Abbdi, as then the fighting part. Lance had somewhat of an idea of what they were, but didn't have a lot of knowledge. So, Lance spent the next month tirelessly studying them. How to fight them. How to kill them. What they can do. What they're weak to. All this and more was absorbed by Lance, and demonstrated his knowledge to Blatzy. Then the fighting part. Easy. Lance formulated a plan with the entire group. Recognizing everybody's skills and weaknesses. Utilizing blind spots, distractions, and range, the "Abbdi" was easily taken care of. Lance then waited for the ceremony.

Closed

Feels like we are missing some people. Most of the infirmary players. Or am a I just crazy?

@Zelosse

I've Just been playing solitaire and minesweeper for the past hours waiting for these kids to get out of my office.
I'l probably have Monica go home soon or something. More energy drinks are required.

Book of Aeos (V1)

A full five minutes had passed before Ysran had regained his senses. Thankfully nobody had seemed to notice his little display. Except for Elyria, if course. Groaning, Ysran slowly managed to get to his feet. He began to speak slowly: "Okay...I think, uh... I think I'm fine. I'll just... Cut back on the magic a bit..." He gave Elyria a quick nod, as a means of thanks, and he began to slowly collect the fish scattered around. Once he had an armfull, he returned to Alberich. "I uh... I got some fish. There's still a whole bunch more over there..." He pointed to the area beside the lake. "I need to uh... sit down for a moment... maybe I'll read something..." He shuffled slowly towards the fire and dar down. Putting his pack in front of him, he began to go through it. There were some candles, chalk, a few books, some detailing spells, the others, we're likely some other sort of ritual. Ysran was a little to tired to translate through the books, and tried to find one in common. Pulling our a small paperback book, the title read: "Choose your own adventure! Dungeons and Dragons: Fall of Wintersrock." a bit of a silly read, but he needed something to help him relax. That is, of course, until they were attacked by who-knows-what. Things always seemed to go in that direction for him. Taking his crossbow and blade off, he set them beside himself, and began to dig into his book.