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“Hiya.” Shortfang called out as he munched some short bread. Pylia had a small stack of them and handed one over. “One of those crazy priests from yesterday passed these around, along with his manifesto. Some craziness about the Smiter. At least the bread is nice, if flavorless. Did you sleep well?”
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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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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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It would seem like you had a dreamless sleep, however you keep having flashes of a dark cave. At first it looks like the one you came from? With the bones and the old bodies. You didn’t look back or rather you could t as you moved forward, and saw a strange green glow in the distance. When you got closer you saw a glimpse of some strange man in armor slumped against the wall, the glow coming from his chest. No... This was no man. But before you could think again a voice called out to you. ”Heart!”
You awaken to the sound of logs being dropped onto the ground. The space next to you was empty but you could see a warm orange glow at your feet. It was still dark out and there were some murmuring, as well as the song of insects around you. In the dim Fire you could see Pylia brewing up another pot of tea. Shortfang was stroking the fire with a stick.
You awaken to the sound of logs being dropped onto the ground. The space next to you was empty but you could see a warm orange glow at your feet. It was still dark out and there were some murmuring, as well as the song of insects around you. In the dim Fire you could see Pylia brewing up another pot of tea. Shortfang was stroking the fire with a stick.
“Man and beast? They did say there might be wolves on the road. I hope not, I don’t mind hunting, but I’m not a fan of needlessly killing and wasting animals.” Pylia says as she turns over to sleep. “Well... We’ll just have to be prepared tomorrow. Keep your eyes sharp and be ready for anything. Nyaaaah... Goodnight Sylvia.” Closing her eyes Pylia quickly went to sleep.
Once more the oracle glowed and you could hear a voice on your mind. ”Man and Beast will hunt for the weak. Their strength is in numbers. Their weakness is their leadership.” The oracle then went silent. Pylia looked at you expectantly. “Hear anything good, or just a bunch of vague prophesy stuff?”
“Oh? Um... I’m honestly not sure what to ask. I never really thought augury magic was ever worth the effort. I guess... Will we run into any danger tomorrow?” Pylia suggested. It seemed like a simple enough request. “Or maybe if there’s going to be any complications towards Gransys? But I feel that one is too vague. Rain is complicated but hardly a deal breaker. Trolls or something would be much worse but... Anyways, I guess I’ll just ask if tomorrow’s journey will be safe or not.”
New to this world but not to the idea of cooking, using the ingredients that you brought from Cassari you stew up a decent vegetable stew. It’s not as creamy or thick as the stews you’re used to, but it’s not bad either. Surprisingly hearty for something without much meat produce. Pylia and Shortfang like it at least.
“Mhmm, not bad. About on par to what I’ve had back at Cassari.” Pylia says honestly.
“Shortfang like meat, but plant food important too.” Shortfang helped himself to as much soup as he was allowed.
Soon night would fall, and while there were still many rowdy patrons drinking deep into the night, many were heading to bed. Only the camp’s guard remained awake to keep watch. Shortfang went back to his hole, covering himself up with a green furred blanket. “Shortfang like grass... Underneath nose!” He might have been trying to make a joke. As for Pylia she simple changed into some night clothes and laid down in the tent. The tent was really small; even as Pylia scooted over to the side of the tent, you had maybe a foot of space away from her if you laid down. If you laid on your side there was only a tiny bit more. “Um... I hope you don’t mind sleeping so close. I also have an extra blanket if you get cold.”
“Mhmm, not bad. About on par to what I’ve had back at Cassari.” Pylia says honestly.
“Shortfang like meat, but plant food important too.” Shortfang helped himself to as much soup as he was allowed.
Soon night would fall, and while there were still many rowdy patrons drinking deep into the night, many were heading to bed. Only the camp’s guard remained awake to keep watch. Shortfang went back to his hole, covering himself up with a green furred blanket. “Shortfang like grass... Underneath nose!” He might have been trying to make a joke. As for Pylia she simple changed into some night clothes and laid down in the tent. The tent was really small; even as Pylia scooted over to the side of the tent, you had maybe a foot of space away from her if you laid down. If you laid on your side there was only a tiny bit more. “Um... I hope you don’t mind sleeping so close. I also have an extra blanket if you get cold.”
Nito, now here's the fun part: Roll me a Cook Utensil's check. Feel free to use Wis, Int, or whatever stat you feel would make the most sense. Jazz up how you're cooking! The more details changes the DC for better or for worse.
Shortfang looked between the two girls. "What Japanese?" As for Pylia, she had to think about it. "I mean... I don't know how quickly you can learn a whole new language. But I suppose we could go over a few phrases, the important ones anyways. But first let's eat. I have some tea brewing, why don't you make some dinner?" Pylia adjusted her pot to allow you some space to do your thing.
Pylia tossed on herbs into the pot, presumably making tea. "We were speaking Draconic, the language of dragons. I forgot that you might not recognize it. I figured Shortfang was more fluent in it." The kobold nods as he takes out his dinner from his back. Bits of rabbit, squishy mushrooms, and mushy potatoes which he skewered onto a stick. "Common not easy. Shortfang learn only after Shortfang choose to leave home. Ah... Bad common why Shortfang caged. Humies talk fast! Shortfang no understand. Shortfang end up with short stick!" He says with a chuckle. At least he new some idioms. Pylia looked back at you. "I take it you might be interested in learning?"
"Good to hear. With any luck maybe we'll be able to make it to the second camp before the rain comes in. I should let you know, the second camp isn't nearly as fortified as this one. While I'm sure they'll let us camp there for the night, we may need to make our own shelter or ask Ferric to help us out if the second camp doesn't have anywhere for us to stay." Pylia mentioned as she set out a pot of water to boil. "Assuming the weather isn't so bad that we'll be trapped in, we should be able to make it to Gransys within three days. Tomorrow will likely consist of the travel all the way to the second camp, and then we'll have to brave the valley. I can't say I know what will be there aside from monsters, but I've heard rumors that there's an old rest stop near one of the cliff peaks. It was made by scouts before the valley was abandoned, so if we're lucky there might be enough shelter there for us to rest if we need it. The last day ought to get us to Gransys sometime in the afternoon."
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