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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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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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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.
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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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@Lucius Cypher Can Shem'et still see this green light? Can she tell what it is?
Can Shem do a general assessment of the situation to maybe determine how to react? You know, like, what the fuck is going on and how do I react sort of a thing?
Also, what time of the day is it by now?
Roll perception to see how well she would’ve seen the green light when it dashed passed her.
You’re free to do whatever you think Shem’et is capable of doing right now.
It’s about an hour or so after noon. Not the afternoon but about an hour afterwards, like 1 PM.
Ethan
”O-Oh, Sip’s new courier. Okay.” The young man left the counter for a moment, going into a backroom to dig around for a few minutes. After some digging around and a crash the young man came back with a small satchel, tightly sealed. ”T-T-This is for S-Sips. Twenty-five pounds of h-h-herbs and spices. D-D-D-Did he need anything else?” This boy was awfully jittery. A couple of the village boys were looking inside of the shop now, curious about Ethan and his generosity. The boy who tried to sell Ethan a knife wasn't there, at least he wasn't one of the boys peeking in. "And uh, awfully l-l-late to be doing these runs, innit? It's gunna get d-d-d-d-dark in a few hours...."
@Searat
Jarynth | Shem’et
Jarynth dealt with Barthen’s quickly, getting a short sword from the merchant before he too set off to help Shem’et gather herbs and sand. And like Shem’et, he was able to find his way through the mountains, but unbeknownst to him, he won’t have it so easy coming back. At least along the way he was able to find both Greenwarish and Ironsand, at least some traces of it. The iron sand was black and gritty, like sleet, and while he didn’t find a particularly large amount of the stuff he could get a general idea of where more of this sand must have ran off from. As for the Greenwarish he found the same one Shem’et had, and of course, something else found the two of them.
Suddenly bursting through the woods was a flash of glowing green light. It moved quickly, so quickly that neither of the two would have seen it easily, but following it was a large rock, and after that rock, a large half-orc. He wielded an oar as a club and looked particularly ornery.
”Go ahead an' run! I LIKE a movin' target ye chimp faced back bitin' gutless kidneywipe!”
He picked up another rock off the ground and was going to toss it towards the flying light when he noticed Shem’et and Jarynth. He got into a defensive stance and glared at them. ”Who’re you? Ye from da Frontier Town!?”
@Black Keys@ihinka
Katherine | Livia
Barthen accepted the combined coin for the seeds, wondering if Livia and Katherine even knew what Kafei Seeds and Hashish Resins were used for. But he kept his mouth shut, figuring that there was some reason Maeda sent them for this task and he wasn’t about to get in her way of whatever it was she’s got planned for them. He simply handed them the seeds and looked to Livia when she asked him about the orcs. ”Well, they usually make their own hash, but I guess they wanted to try foreign hash for once. They usually don’t mind sharing with people they trust, and I’m sure for a couple of pretty ladies like you they won’t mind enjoying your company with it, but I’d recommend against that. Hash is a powerful drug and for those who aren’t used to using it, well let’s just say that hopefully you don’t get sick. If you want to buy it from them…” Barthen thought about it and seemed to have a bit of a struggle.
”Well… Honestly I’m not sure. But try and talk to their boss, Nartur. She’s usually more agreeable than the rest, but she’s still aggressive in her own way. Just don’t back down or show any weakness. They try to make themselves look bigger and tougher than they really are but only Nartur has any actual guts among them, so if you can prove yourself to her they’ll gladly deal with you. As for impressing her, that I don’t have any advice for. She’s a tough nut to crack and she always has to look tough in front of everyone. Best I can suggest is that you appeal to her own sense of pride and honor, that might get a foot in the door.”
@Pyromania99@Rune_Alchemist
Darunia
”We usually have a few folk around here for lunch, but the only reason they’re getting drunk this early in the day is because the mines are closed. Something about a crypt or whatever, has most of the men on edge so they drink.” The barmaid put the wine away as she took the gold and went to retrieve some keys. By now Sips himself had returned, wiping some grease off of his hands onto his apron. He noted Darunia but didn’t say anything until he reached his stool, sitting on it and turning to the drow. ”Howdy there stranger. I hear that you brought a room at my fine establishment. Good choice! Mind if I get a name just so I have you on our registry?” By now the barmaid returned with the keys, but wouldn’t hand them over until Darunia awnsered Sip’s question. He was the boss after all.
@The Large Dumbo
Kael
"Twenty seconds. That's actually... Pretty good. Most take thirty or more, assuming they don't trip and fall in the process. You're showing a lot of promise Kael! Now then, follow me, I'll show you to our water area." Ashley took Kael to a shaded part of the garrison where there were two large barrels full of water, as well as a few wooden mugs. Everyone seemed to have their own, but Ashley took one of the mugs, wiped it down, and filled it with water for Kael. ”Drink up and breath. We’ll work you hard but that doesn’t mean we want you dying out there. The next test is going to be simply lifting weights. We’ll start small, about three pounds or so, but gradually increase them.”
Ashley demonstrate the movement she wanted Kael to do, which looked like a slow punch before pulling her fist back into a ready position. ”With each weight in hand I want you to do some shadow boxing, that is just punching the air, with twenty punches for each hand one after another. Right, left, right left, twenty times as fast as you feel like doing it. Once you do twenty we’ll have you go with heavier weights to do another twenty until eventually we’ll change it up to a different type of weight and training. This training is meant to condition your arms to using weapons like axes, hammers, or swords, rapidly without tiring them out. We use heavier weights because in a battle, blood, fat, and other things can weigh your sword down. It’s not unusual to have so much gunk on your blade that it gains a pound or two, and in battle you can’t waste time cleaning your sword.”
Once Kael had rested up a bit Ashley will lead him back to the training yard where he had did his sprints, and along the way Ashley had three sets of training weights. They looked like training swords, but much thicker; the three pound one was almost dagger sized, while the five pound was about the length of a shortsword, while the ten pound weight was as long as a longsword but three times as thick. Ashley handed Kael the three pound weights. ”Go whenever you’re ready. Pace yourself too, you have more to do after the three pounders.”
@Guy0fV4lor
Antaeus
As Antaeus jumped onto the back of the Stag, who was struggling against him while still wrestling against the white-haired girl, she groaned in pain from the weight and fatigue of fighting this beast. But with a loud battlecry, something would happen that would surprise the beast and possibly Antaeus. ”DOOOOOOOOOORIYA!” The Stag kicked and bucked as his feet was lifted off the ground, with the girl raising the entire beast over her head. It had made the mistake of trying to jump and shift it’s weight to crush the girl, but she instead carried that momentum backwards, to slam the beast headfirst into the ground, fortunately after Antaeus had mounted onto it’s back so he wouldn’t have also gotten crushed by this suplex.
But that wasn’t the end of it. If Antaeus looked at her, he could see that this woman was positively fuming. Perhaps this was the “woman’s scorn” that he may have been told of as a child. Whatever the case, this woman was not satisfied with just this one attack. Nay, even after she had slammed the beast into the ground, she grabbed the stab by the legs and in one deft motion, picked him up and slammed the stag into the ground again. The stag had less height to fall, but it was still shocked and dazed at this woman’s herculean strength as she seemed to have forgotten about Antaeus and she continued to brutalize this beast like a monster known as a lady.
@Zeroth
Sihlas
”The vouchers would allow you free room and board at the local inn for the next few days. In fact, why don’t we go to the inn and continue our conversation there?” Dormic led Sihlas and Ntaj back to the Drunken Dragon, passing by a passed out patron along the way. Dormic raised his hand in greeting to Revas who simply nodded at him as they took a table for themselves. One of the barmaids came by and handed the three of them cool, clean water. ”Clean water… One of the simplest drinks one can have, but the fact that we have plenty of it is a testament of our town’s prosperity. Water purification is not an easy task even for other coastal cities, and the water around the town is actually salt water, not fresh.” Dormic swirled the water around his cup before looking to Sihlas.
”In any case, what brings you to these lands sir Arche? Interested in studying something in the Frontier Town, perhaps hoping to discover something of your own?”
@Kangutso
@rush99999
If you rolled high enough for your nature you would know. But a 14 does hit, roll damage and please specify which trog you're aiming for just so I have an idea of how the flow of battle will proceed.
If you rolled high enough for your nature you would know. But a 14 does hit, roll damage and please specify which trog you're aiming for just so I have an idea of how the flow of battle will proceed.
As the adventurers continued to observe, the storm was growing closer now. They could feel the winds pick up as thunder cracked just a mile off the coast. The sea water was starting to shift and splash, sending salt and grim onto the broken shores. This didn't seem to bother to troglodytes who were more than content to continue feasting on their meal in peace, though one trog looked up and noticed the others in the distance. It squinted and let out a shrill screech that made the other troglodytes stop eating and also look, having a bit of a hard time seeing the others from their position. But they'd notice the other adventurers well enough. However they didn't attack. They simply looked at them, staring down at the other three. Deeper in the ruins were more screeching, echoing off of the walls in response to the first trog's cry. It seemed like more guest were being invited to the feast.
In a few more minutes the storm would hit Brighthaven, as well as more trogs. The party would need to figure out what they were going to do soon if they didn't want to deal with more of these bestial creatures or the wrath of the storm.
In a few more minutes the storm would hit Brighthaven, as well as more trogs. The party would need to figure out what they were going to do soon if they didn't want to deal with more of these bestial creatures or the wrath of the storm.
Orchid moved forward, slightly shaken but still undaunted. Her shield wall was holding if only because whoever was attacking them was smart enough not to aim for them as a stone bullet of some sort struck one of the hammer goblins. And of course it had to be their boss, crying out for assistance and forcing his minions to cover for him. Orchid sighed but fortunately, since her group was moving relatively slow due to maintaining their formation, they were rejoined by her other shield goblin and the now wounded torch bearer. He was already young and useless as it was, but now he was injured. There was no time to apply any first aid; you either fought or died. "You, take my spot. You three, protect the hammer goblins for now. I'm going ahead on my own."
What Orchid had planned was a bit, no, very risky. It's already been proven that despite their overwhelming numbers that it seemed like all the monsters in this cave have already decided to attack the goblins, regardless of their odds. Be it a lone dire rat, a few pixies, or a flying wisp, they choose to attack the group instead of running away. Perhaps they simply realized that death was coming for them. Or more likely, just as Orchid feared, Rattleskull had lead the goblins right into a trap where all the monsters were going to try and wipe them out in a single big battle. If that was the case than Orchid had very few options; she doubt that these other monsters were going to let her live even if they managed to kill Rattleskull. At best they might just enslave her and use the threat of death to keep her in line. It made Orchid feel rather stupid feeling so sympathetic about that goblin bitch back in the forest.
How could Orchid have been so naive, to really think that these monsters actually wanted to live in peace.
And so Orchid took the torch from the wounded torch bearer. "Go help the hurt goblin! Shield Goblins, protect other goblins until I shout. Then I want you all to charge!" She gave the other youngling the last of her healing herbs as her shield goblins took a defensive position in front of them. With the torch Orchid could see better in the dark, and hopefully, so can her enemies. Holding the sling and it's stone tightly in her hand Orchid broke from her position and charged forward. Her goal wasn't to attack however; it was to distract. She was going to make all eyes land on her and try to take her out, all the while Orchid would focus entirely on dodging, deflecting, and blocking attacks. She needed to get around or even behind the enemy line, as well as find out what sort of traps they might have laid in between the goblin's front line and their defensive line. And if the monsters ignored her or tried to even out their attacks, only then would Orchid bust out the sling and attack their exposed flanks, forcing them to recognize her as a threat.
Plus, this would give Orchid a convenient excuse to separate and find the other monsters. Even if she still feels naive for believing about peace and harmony in these caves, at least she could try to find the one lizard who seems different from all the others. If nothing else, maybe Orchid could crawl out of one of those holes Crispy mentioned that brought in sunlight. Let the others assume she died in battle while she goes off to live another day.
What Orchid had planned was a bit, no, very risky. It's already been proven that despite their overwhelming numbers that it seemed like all the monsters in this cave have already decided to attack the goblins, regardless of their odds. Be it a lone dire rat, a few pixies, or a flying wisp, they choose to attack the group instead of running away. Perhaps they simply realized that death was coming for them. Or more likely, just as Orchid feared, Rattleskull had lead the goblins right into a trap where all the monsters were going to try and wipe them out in a single big battle. If that was the case than Orchid had very few options; she doubt that these other monsters were going to let her live even if they managed to kill Rattleskull. At best they might just enslave her and use the threat of death to keep her in line. It made Orchid feel rather stupid feeling so sympathetic about that goblin bitch back in the forest.
How could Orchid have been so naive, to really think that these monsters actually wanted to live in peace.
And so Orchid took the torch from the wounded torch bearer. "Go help the hurt goblin! Shield Goblins, protect other goblins until I shout. Then I want you all to charge!" She gave the other youngling the last of her healing herbs as her shield goblins took a defensive position in front of them. With the torch Orchid could see better in the dark, and hopefully, so can her enemies. Holding the sling and it's stone tightly in her hand Orchid broke from her position and charged forward. Her goal wasn't to attack however; it was to distract. She was going to make all eyes land on her and try to take her out, all the while Orchid would focus entirely on dodging, deflecting, and blocking attacks. She needed to get around or even behind the enemy line, as well as find out what sort of traps they might have laid in between the goblin's front line and their defensive line. And if the monsters ignored her or tried to even out their attacks, only then would Orchid bust out the sling and attack their exposed flanks, forcing them to recognize her as a threat.
Plus, this would give Orchid a convenient excuse to separate and find the other monsters. Even if she still feels naive for believing about peace and harmony in these caves, at least she could try to find the one lizard who seems different from all the others. If nothing else, maybe Orchid could crawl out of one of those holes Crispy mentioned that brought in sunlight. Let the others assume she died in battle while she goes off to live another day.
Roughly sixty feet, far away enough that the trogs don’t immediately consider you a threat if they’re aware you’re there.
@Duthguy only if you choose to battle.
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