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Knife only costs a single silver unless you wanna buy all of his knives, in which case that’d be two gold cuz the kid has about twenty knives in there.
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Ethical? No. Illegal? Also no.
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4 yrs ago
Some people need to make a hard choice when deciding which two karaoke streams they want to listen to. I have no such weakness: I have two ears for a reason.
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5 yrs ago
The hard part about trying to play some politically savvy mastermind is the assumption that the world operates off real world politics and not your DM’s politics.
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6 yrs ago
Don't put too much stock in prophesies. At best they're full of shit, but more often than not they're one of those self-fullilling kinds. Plan for what happens afterwards instead.
6 yrs ago
A character isn't deep or compelling just because you let them get hurt a lot, are always depressed, or do morally questionable things.
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If you're here either you're wondering what I'm doing cause I need to post in your RP (In which case, calm yo tits, I'll get around to it), or you want to know who I am. So let's begin.
I'm a college age asian kid who has more heart than he has senses. I'm still working out this whole "adulthood" thing, so until then I just do what I feel I must. As far as personality and traits go, I'm not one for boasting. So if there's anything redeeming about myself you'd have to figure it out in person or by word-of-mouth. Generally however I'm rather perverted, in the best and worst ways. nothing is too much until I've crossed the line, and that just means I've started.
As far as Roleplays I like, I have a thing for fantasy, though I'm also good for some types of sci-fi, supernatural, Modern, and slice-of-life. If it's open and sandbox, I'll probably join it. Never really been a romantic, I often chose to sexualize any notion of romantic encounters I come across. I generally write at Casual quality, though I have no issues with Free-Level Rp/Players and I can hold my own in Advance.
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@Searat
The knives are made of cheap metal, not even iron. Probably tin or pewter. That being said this boy seems genuine, though he’s also trying too hard to be an aggressive salesman. If you had to guess this kid just wants to sell his knives just to prove to others he can sell things. Think lemonade stand type of business.
Another thing your perception roll can discern is the faint burn scars on his hands. If you had to guess, it’s possible due to the rather low quality of these knives, this boy is not only trying to sell you these knives, but he might have made them himself.
Interestingly enough, these aren’t merely straight razors; you noticed a bit of a spring jutting out from the handle, which can help serve to both lock the blade in place once fully extended, as well as make the blade come out a bit more easily. Whatever the science behind it, it’s evident that this kid is trying to sell you his knives. 1 Silver is a bit more expensive then a knife of such low quality would warrant (1 Silver is like 10 US dollars nowadays) but he worked hard on them.
The knives are made of cheap metal, not even iron. Probably tin or pewter. That being said this boy seems genuine, though he’s also trying too hard to be an aggressive salesman. If you had to guess this kid just wants to sell his knives just to prove to others he can sell things. Think lemonade stand type of business.
Another thing your perception roll can discern is the faint burn scars on his hands. If you had to guess, it’s possible due to the rather low quality of these knives, this boy is not only trying to sell you these knives, but he might have made them himself.
Interestingly enough, these aren’t merely straight razors; you noticed a bit of a spring jutting out from the handle, which can help serve to both lock the blade in place once fully extended, as well as make the blade come out a bit more easily. Whatever the science behind it, it’s evident that this kid is trying to sell you his knives. 1 Silver is a bit more expensive then a knife of such low quality would warrant (1 Silver is like 10 US dollars nowadays) but he worked hard on them.
@ihinka
Aye, and here I thought I was the only one who'd know what I was talkin about. Yeah, don't be too surprised that I got no original content here. Everything is stolen, such is my forte; the thief!
Aye, and here I thought I was the only one who'd know what I was talkin about. Yeah, don't be too surprised that I got no original content here. Everything is stolen, such is my forte; the thief!
Darunia
Sips wasn’t at the bar at the moment, and instead it was one of the barmaids, a brunette with freckles and a low cut dress. Part of her bangs, while neatly combed, seemed to always cover part of her face, giving her a somewhat shy and demure look. ”Welcome to the Drunken Dragon traveler. We have plenty of local drinks on tap at the moment, such as ale and beers if you’re wanting something cheap. If you want try one of our imported ales, we have Pegasus Ale, an Arborean favorite that is popular in both Shara and Arun, it’s a light beer with a light brown color. Highborn is a very fancy Allemantheian favorite. This classy brew is imported directly from the desert jewel and finishing smooth. It has a very distinguishable golden color. We also carry the Magic Hammer. A popular mead with a minty bite that is mass produced by the Mysterium using arcane means. Almost clear like water and much stronger than normal ales.”
The girl handed Darunia a menu written in common. The handwriting was quite good and the parchment was made of sheep wool bound between two wooden plates, making it sturdy but light. The cover depicted a more detailed drawing of the Drunken Dragon while also mentioning the names of the tavern own and co-owner, Sips Hearthfire and Revas Flameblade. The inner menu consisted almost entirely of different types of drinks and brews, with a small section at the bottom reserved for juices. It was quite a large variety of drinks for such a small town. The back of the menu had a relatively smaller list of food, most of it various types of grilled or fried meats and vegetables. The barmaid continued offering drink suggestions to Darunia.
”If wine is more your flavor, we do offer a small selection of imported wines. Popolo and Elinette is a pinkish light wine developed by a private Pora Elinu brewing company. Though not much is known about the company, their drinks are plentiful and delicious, personally I drink it with a cheese platter. Noblesse, from the same brewers who made the Pegasus Ale, is also a popular yellow and medium bodied wine. Affordable for the working man who wants a taste of class. And finally we have the Dancer and Prancer. It’s a sweet berry wine with an almost velvet color. Specialty brewed by a partnership between high elf and castanic vintners. As for rooms, it would cost you 5 silvers per night, though that also comes with a complimentary two meals a day, breakfast and dinner. For an additional 2 silvers we’ll also make you a Drunken Dragon specialty, a Noodle Bag! Our very own Sips has been specializing in a new form of trail ration in the form of reusable and even edible bags filled with noodles and other tasty treats, good to eat warm or cold, and could be cook as easily as putting the bag into a pot of boiling water.”
@The Large Dumbo
Jarynth | Shem’et
”Excellent, excellent. Just allow me to do a quick appraisal and give you your change.” Barthen says as he takes the gemstone and compares it to his samples in a book he had on hand, as well as giving it a look through his small magnifying eyepiece. It wasn’t the most expensive gem he’s ever come across, but not entirely worthless either. He’d value it at 10 gold, and so he’d give Shem’et the appropriate amount of change after her purchase. As Barthen was doing so a new customer came in, a newcomer from the look of it. ”Greetings! Welcome to Barthen’s Bartered Goods, I am Barthen. If there’s anything you’re looking for please let me know, if it’s not in the shop I may have it in the back.”
After the introductory greeting he turned his attention back to Shem’et and nodded. ”I’m looking for some medicinal herbs that I wish to sell in my next caravan. It’s about the right time for them to be ready for harvest, so grab as many as you can! I’ll pay you by the pound. It’s called Greenwarish, looks like this. ” Barthen tapped on a poster next to him showing the sketch of the herb. Then he sighed, though it wasn’t a sad one so much as a disappointed one. ”Tis a shame that we can’t really make any proper medicine from it. Medicine made from it would be more potent, easier to transport, and makes for a better profit, but Sips has no interest in letting me use his casks to seep the herbs. Alcohol can help with the desiccating process. Don’t suppose you’d be interested in that sort of venture?” Barthen asks this question mainly towards Shem’et but Jarynth was close enough to hear as well.
@Black Keys@ihinka
Ethan
Ethan managed to get into the village easily enough. Compared to the Frontier Town, it was pretty small; while most of the buildings were together and there was a fence between the village and the forest, it was nowhere near as defensible and lacked any major buildings aside from what appeared to be some sort of shrine at the center of town. There were plenty of women milling about going about their daily lives, checking on laundry, taking care of children, or cooking. The men were nowhere to be seen though a few were walking around the village, sweat dripping off of their brows as they hauled shovels and tools over their shoulders. This appeared to be mainly a farming town.
As Ethan was walking around a small group of children spotted him. The leader of a bunch, a rather mischievous looking young boy missing a few teeth, came up to him with his fellows in tow. ”Hey! Hey mister! You look new. Really new! Bet you never been around these parts of the woods huh?” The kid could tell from how tired Ethan was, as his body was still exhausted from his frantic running from the bloodhawks. He had some sort of wooden box with him. ”Tell you what mister, today is your lucky day! I got me this uh, a box of knives! But not just any knives! Folding knives!” Sure enough the child opened the box and it was filled with strange looking wooden handles. He took one of the handles out and, pushing on a small metal nob, he flipped a small razor blade out. Wasn’t really a very big knife for fighting, but it could be useful for eating a meal, cutting some rope, or shaving.
”One knife for one silver! How about it mister?”
@Searat
Livia | Katherine
Maeda just smiled as she watched the two sisters throw their verbal barbs at each other. As tempting as it was to make them get along through force, Maeda would allow them to be catty so long as they don’t waste the entire afternoon insulting one another. In any case, business came before pleasure. Looking to Livia, Maeda handed the woman a book from her shelf. It the title on the spine was in elvish, and it translated into “Frothy Tales of Conquest”. ”About an hour or two’s walk outside of the town is a farming village. There should be an elven family there that raises auroches. I believe one of the bulls have gotten too old to continue breeding, so I suspect he would be a good candidate for the soul gem. Give the breeder’s wife this book, in exchange for the beast. And while you’re at it, do try and bring back some meat. Auroch tenderloin tastes better with age.”
After giving Livia the book Maeda turned to Katherine. She still remembered the light flirting that Katherine told her, and Maeda debated returning the favor. Katherine wanted to know more about Maeda, so this was as good of a chance as any. ”I am merely a teacher here in this small town lonely town in the frontier. Nothing more nothing less… Of course as a teacher, I’m always willing to offer private studies for those who want to learn more.” Maeda giggled a little before standing up, and with a wave of her hand she had her tea set cleaned up and put to the side.
”Perhaps after today’s work is finished, we can discuss personal business. Until then, it’s about time that my children return to class, and I to teach them.”
@Rune_Alchemist@Pyromania99
Antaeus
As Antaeus climbed the tree, the White Stag and the mysterious young girl continued to grapple one another. Though she had handfuls of the beast’s fur, she hardly had a solid grip as the mighty beast began to kick and buck, trying to throw her off. Sure enough in the immense struggle he is able to toss the girl onto the ground where she nearly loses her breath. The great beast lifts his front legs forward, ready to smash them into the silver-haired lass. But she didn’t come to this world to be put down like an animal, by an animal. As the White Stag reared up his legs, the Silver Girl shot back onto her feet and lunged towards the stag, wrapping her arms around his front legs and pushing against him. The beast, surprising at this human’s aggressive actions, was too unbalanced to simply push her back again. What was even more surprising was that despite being almost ten times smaller than the stag, she had no difficulties against the great beast’s weight.
In fact it looks like she was starting to carry it.
”GIMME MY JACKET YOU STUPID HORNY BASTARD! I’M GOING TO MAKE STEAKS OUT OF YOUR ASS!!!”
@Zeroth
Kael
”That took fifteen seconds. Not bad! Most people take about twenty or so seconds when they first start out, but you’re doing just as good as a proper militaman!” Ashley says encouragingly. Just then, the man she spoke to from before came back, carrying a suit of armor and a few rather large bags, the same one that some of the other trainees were exercising with. Ashley just smiled as she crossed her arms and looked at Kael. ”Of course, a proper militaman doesn’t fight empty handed protected with nothing heavier than a cotton shirt. This is your trainie armor! Fits almost like a proper set of armor, though it’s more heavy than protective. Wear this so you know how to get used to wearing armor in the long run. It might not feel like too much of a burden at first when you’re just standing around, but you’ll definitely notice how much harder it is to move when you actually have to run. You’ll also need these.” Ashely went to the bags, opening one and revealing a big wooden shield and another big wooden sword. She also grabbed another sack, though instead of looking inside of it, she simply slipped it over Kael’s shoulders like a backpack after he gets his armor on.
”This is the minimal equipment of proper militaman would be expected to carry. His armor, his sword and shield, and a backpack full of supplies to survive out on the open road. That’s about a hundred pounds worth of stuff. Now I want you to do the same thing as before, run from one side of the training field and back, and see how fast you are this time.”
@Guy0fV4lor
Sihlas
As Sihias approached the townhall, he would soon be met by Dormic. He was just leaving when he too spots the newcomer and waves him down. ”Hello there! Another traveler coming to our fine village I see. Sorry that you missed the open orientation with the other newcomers, however I can still help you in anyway I can. Unfortunately, if you want any vouchers, you’ll have to come back tomorrow. I have to get more from Sips you see. In any case, my name is Dormic, a simply healer in this town. To whom do I have the pleasure of meeting?” As Dormic spoke to Sihias, a large turtle man was also making his way over. He had a rather intricate looking stringed instrument on his back, like some sort of harp, as he walked right to Dormic. The young man waved at the tortle, exchanging a fist bump with one another as the tortle wordlessly just hung around Dormic. ”This Tortle is my fiend, Ntaj Yaj. He’s a quiet, but a good man.”
@Kangutso
Hmm. Any chance Orchid could catch at least one of those horses on foot?
@Hekazu
Orchid wants to try to collect weapons from the cultists, including his sword of course. And armor if they have anything. May as well grab the robes too while we’re at it.
Orchid wants to try to collect weapons from the cultists, including his sword of course. And armor if they have anything. May as well grab the robes too while we’re at it.
Hey, you might win that fight.
We'll see.
We'll see.
Bingo.
You've ever seen cabin in the woods?
And so, our doomed adventurers would arrive...
The Ruins of Norn were ancient, untouched, not even by the various nations would would benefit from their bounties. In the past, great empires, mighty kingdoms, and federations of some of the most promising and powerful counties tried to utilize their resources to reap the benefits of Norn. For a few years, they've proven successful, accelerating their own progress and granting them powers to rise above all else. But ultimate downfall always came from the same treasures they've raided, destroyed internally and their lands simply expanding the ruins of Norn. Even now other nations, who continue to feud and battle each other for whatever reason they had, would never step foot in the ruins even if they were all bout wiped out.
This made the ruins a lawless place. Clever individuals have tried to take advantage of this to start a new world, and like those before them, success was short lived. Towns built, infrastructures formed, and for a while there was even a city where people could come to Norn and possibly seek their fortunes in the ruins. But of course, a few years passed and the city was now a ghost of it's former self. Brighthaven; it was suppose to be the first bastion to help discover the secrets of Norn. Now a gutted, rotten place where only vermin and trash live. The only civilization are small clans and tribes who live like nomads throughout the ruins, feuding with other clans for resources or being eaten alive by the various threats within. At least Brighthaven provided a usable port for anyone to use to arrive to this place; for steep fee brave sailors would be more than willing to drop you off here and leave before anyone could have second thoughts.
Those who arrive would be greeted by nothing but the smell of sea rot and the sight of decayed corpses. Animals, birds, and people who have been killed and left behind by whatever murdered them. Most don't look to have been eaten, but torn apart by wild beasts. And still left whole enough for everyone to identify their remains. Even the animals derive some sick pleasure from cruelty. Yes, the Ruins of Norn were indeed a nightmare... But for those brave enough to venture here, it was also the only solution they had to their problems. Perhaps they seek wealth. Power. Knowledge. The Ruins have these things for those capable of taking it.
But could they survive? We shall see.
@Searat@rush99999@Riaxh@Searat
The Ruins of Norn were ancient, untouched, not even by the various nations would would benefit from their bounties. In the past, great empires, mighty kingdoms, and federations of some of the most promising and powerful counties tried to utilize their resources to reap the benefits of Norn. For a few years, they've proven successful, accelerating their own progress and granting them powers to rise above all else. But ultimate downfall always came from the same treasures they've raided, destroyed internally and their lands simply expanding the ruins of Norn. Even now other nations, who continue to feud and battle each other for whatever reason they had, would never step foot in the ruins even if they were all bout wiped out.
This made the ruins a lawless place. Clever individuals have tried to take advantage of this to start a new world, and like those before them, success was short lived. Towns built, infrastructures formed, and for a while there was even a city where people could come to Norn and possibly seek their fortunes in the ruins. But of course, a few years passed and the city was now a ghost of it's former self. Brighthaven; it was suppose to be the first bastion to help discover the secrets of Norn. Now a gutted, rotten place where only vermin and trash live. The only civilization are small clans and tribes who live like nomads throughout the ruins, feuding with other clans for resources or being eaten alive by the various threats within. At least Brighthaven provided a usable port for anyone to use to arrive to this place; for steep fee brave sailors would be more than willing to drop you off here and leave before anyone could have second thoughts.
Those who arrive would be greeted by nothing but the smell of sea rot and the sight of decayed corpses. Animals, birds, and people who have been killed and left behind by whatever murdered them. Most don't look to have been eaten, but torn apart by wild beasts. And still left whole enough for everyone to identify their remains. Even the animals derive some sick pleasure from cruelty. Yes, the Ruins of Norn were indeed a nightmare... But for those brave enough to venture here, it was also the only solution they had to their problems. Perhaps they seek wealth. Power. Knowledge. The Ruins have these things for those capable of taking it.
But could they survive? We shall see.
@Searat@rush99999@Riaxh@Searat
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