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As far as party comps go, we go got a barbarian and fighter for frontline work and a warlock for range spell damage, but not much in the ways of healing or supportive spells. Orchid can make healing potions but she needs prep to do that, and unfortunately prep was not something Orchid had time to do atm.
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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.
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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Coo. I'll hit em up and see if there's any biters.
I can hit up my old party and see if they're still kicking. Want me to tell em to come straight here or message you first? Work out the details of their capture and such.
I know we're still kinda in a bind right now, but what are we going to do about our two drop outs? Now that Dark Light dropped and Vixen hasn't logged on since this RP started.
Orchid's glaive unfortunately didn't seem to accomplish much, and neither did Angus. While his javelin managed to strike the beast, the few seconds he was standing resulted in Angus falling down once more after taking another bite. "Shrakh." Reaching out to her Glaive, it returned to her hand as Orchid moved a little bit closer to the drake. Utilizing her glaive's superior reach, she slashed at the Drake's neck hoping for a decapitating strike, but even without one she would still channel her magic through the blade and try and kill the creature. "PALKAS!" After swinging her glaive at the drake she'd move back a bit more. No doubt she'll have this creature's attention now, which will hopefully proc the magic effects of her booming blade, harm the beast, and give Angus a bit of space so he could rise again. If anyone still had a spell between them to keep him alive.
There are faded footprints leading up to the chapel going around the back, likely a rear entrance. You’d also notice that the front of the chapel has marks in the door that looks like someone tried and failed to force their way in. There’s no windows or anything fancy here but there are some rafters high up that provide illumination during the day, so it’s possible to send Nox in to see what’s inside.
Pylia looked at the group with a mix of a smile and a pout. "Seriously you guys... You're just... Too nice!" Pylia said with a sad looking smile. "You're all just... It just feels like you're all giving me so much... Unconditional support despite my mistakes. I just feel even more terrible now that you're all so kind and understanding." Pylia's chuckles turned to light sobbing. Her sobbing turned to groaning, and groaning into a frustrated shouting. Pylia just let herself cry again, once more releasing pent up frustration. Shortfang stood next to Pylia, giving her a hug as she wailed and let herself cry her heart out. Eventually she'd recover, and Buddy gave her a cloth from his pack to clean her face with. Now that she's mostly done venting her sadness, she looks to you with red eyes. "Um... Yeah, I think. Saw a flower shop in the market, I think they're still open... You going to buy flowers for Seraph?"
Yeah there's a few, though most seem somewhat wilted like they've been here for a while. Nothing that's being grown in a pot or anything.
Sticky seemed like he wanted to talk to you more, but once you closed the door he simply said that he'll call you again later, and leaves. Once you let Othie out, she seemed to be somewhat better. As better as she can be in her current state at least. "Y-Yeah. The noise is gone... It feels like I can only hear faint echoes now. I don't know if it's truly gone but it's at least not on the ship anymore. But... I don't know what it was. But it was something... Evil." Othie walks around a bit as her stomach grumbles. Even you could hear it over the sound of crashing waves. "I-I guess all of this stuff has made me hungry! S-Sorry... Is this wine?" Othie motions towards the healing potion.
"It's so easy to say that, isn't it? When you never know the answer." Pylia says quietly. She gripped the grave dirt tightly. "I... I'm just not sure. About any of this. That's why I... I had tried doing it myself, but always couldn't do it. What if she does hate me? What if... All of the people I left behind as a child... Never forgive me for abandoning them?" Pylia let out a sad laugh. She leaned against the grave to hide her face. "But listen to me. How selfish I must sound like, more worried about how they feel about me, rather than how they actually feel." Pylia's sad chuckle faded as she stood up. She looked to you wipe hiding her eyes. "Sorry. We should go. I... I wasn't really sure what I'd do here. But it's good to... To let you all know." Buddy and Shortfang looked at Pylia, quiet and solemn. Buddy simply held his hands together behind his back while Shortfang seemed to think deeply.
"Pylia... Not give up on old dream, right?" Pylia looked to Shortfang, who climbed down Buddy to stand next to Pylia. "Before friend die, you wanna help people, yeah? And you still help people! You help Boss way back when yeah? And help Shortfang at camp, and at sewer. Just like what you and Seraph want! So not selfish. Okay to be sad. But you still do right thing. Yeah?" Shortfang looks to Sylvia for her back up.
"Pylia... Not give up on old dream, right?" Pylia looked to Shortfang, who climbed down Buddy to stand next to Pylia. "Before friend die, you wanna help people, yeah? And you still help people! You help Boss way back when yeah? And help Shortfang at camp, and at sewer. Just like what you and Seraph want! So not selfish. Okay to be sad. But you still do right thing. Yeah?" Shortfang looks to Sylvia for her back up.
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