Lucius Cypher

D&D 5e Rime of the Frostmaiden.

@Dark Cloud I imagine if we do, it'll result in the sort of shenanigans two barbarians tend to do when isolated from their smarter friends.

D&D 5e Rime of the Frostmaiden.

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Now I hope you aren't doing it because you were irked by the fact I wanted to engage in PvP that's all I'm concerned about.

@Dark Cloud

Nah, Domic really is just a belligerent like that. His whole personality is basically "Fights people who's bigger than me" or "Fights people who are being mean", and Zagren was both. In an idealistic setting, it's what encourages him to go on adventures and fight big bad guys. In more cynical takes, it just makes Domic a short murderer.

D&D 5e Rime of the Frostmaiden.

A natural consequence of Zagren's flaw. Did he think he could just get away with insulting someone and them not having any feelings about it? Unfortunately, Domic is pretty used to guys like Zagren talking down to him. And he's used to cutting them down in short order.

D&D 5e Rime of the Frostmaiden.

DOMIC ROCKERSTAR HATCHETMAN

Domic's eye twitched when the Zagren excused his actions as a matter of honor. Honor. The same sort of honor that Domic has seem when people spit on the poor. The same sort of honor that allows mighty knights to slaughter thieves and beggars because their precious city needed to be "cleansed". The same sort of honor that lets those same knights escape any form of retribution because of "honor" they've obtained elsewhere, though more violence and by virtue of their birth. Domic knows what honor is, and it's a mask for cowards and bullies.

Domic has no honor. And he cared nothing for those who use it as a shield.

When the two went to fight, Domic grabbed the lizardman's sword. He walked out seeing Zagren getting thrashed by thge fox girl, but Domic didn't care. When she left, Domic threw the greatsword at the lizardman's feet. The gnome already had his shield on when he drew his axe. "I'm going to keep this real simple for you. You talk shit, you get hit. Pick up your blade." Domic would like to think he's doing this on behalf of everyone else, but in truth, he was just angry. He wasn't going to let himself get pushed around. The fact that Zagren just got beaten by the fox girl worked in his favor, but Donny would've gone after him even if she backed down. Either way Donny wasn't about to just let things settle down. Someone was going to be bleeding out in the snow in the next minute.

D&D 5e Rime of the Frostmaiden.

DOMIC ROCKERSTAR HATCHETMAN

"AAAAH?" Domic shouted loudly hearing the lizard man tell him to shut up. Now Domic doesn't know the guy. He was fairly quiet. Just joined the team out of his own violation. Certainly never made that much of an impression for himself. But here he was, telling Domic what to do, despite having contributed nothing to the mission and just brooding on his own. Domic was familiar with those types. The types who need a broken jaw to understand that sort of attitude won't fly for long.

"Alright Leatherface. Evidentially this is going to be one of those situations, where because you don't respect anyone who isn't stronger than you, you're going to be a problem for the rest of us. So let me be clear: you're going to have to get used to working with the rest of us, or you can fuck off back to parts unknown. We ain't got obligations to tolerate your ignorant ass." It looked like a fight was brewing, and Domic wasn't going to miss out. Whether it brawl happens here or outside doesn't matter to Domic, he'll go wherever the action takes him.

D&D 5e Rime of the Frostmaiden.

DOMIC ROCKERSTAR HATCHETMAN

Domic joined the others heading into the tavern. "Thing of ale for me, if ya please." As Domic got himself comfortable he heard the halfling's tale about the White Lady and her husband. He's heard similar stories back at home, usually a very real story with far too much embellishment. Or missing some crucial details. Still, could be a grain of truth in it. Or at the very least, a bunch of bodies to prove that someone believes it. "Old miser must've been hiding some terrible secret that he'd go to the grave for it. If I could breath water and not freeze to death I might be interested in such a thing, but I'm not fool enough to take a dip into the lake to find out the old man might be a homewrecker or some other mundane thing." Domic loudly exclaimed after he listened to the halflings tale.

Seemed like there was also another boisterous lass here. Some sort of... Fox person? More person than fox. For a moment he thought her ears were just a hat but looking at her more, she really did have fox ears. Must be a northern thing. Still she was loud, and obviously foreign. Perfect for the company! After getting his drink Domic headed over to the fox person's table. "Howdy there! You don't seem to be from these parts neither eh? Name's Domic, Domic Rockerstar Hatchetman. Funny story that halfling had. Think that the old miser's treasure's true, you'd go for it?" The gnome asked the fox. While she certainly had a mouth on her, he wanted to see if she had the taste for adventure as well. See if she's a fit for their crusty crew here.

Infactorium: A New 4Xpansion (Overlord RP) [DISCONTINUED]

Take them up as a vassal! Even though Tungsten is going through some stuff right now, he knows that AlphaQ would want them to have as many allies as they have enemies, big or small. Tungsten would suggest using Cormack's position within the village to encourage the villagers to curry favor with the Infactorium, and when the Empire come to battle we make it a point that a battle here will threaten the villagers.

If the Empire hold from attacking, we can use this opportunity to engage in peace talks/subterfuge. Subvert the empire from within.

If the Empire attacks, unleash a strong but precise show of our might, to make it clear that we are fully capable of standing up for not just ourselves but also out allies.

D&D 5e Rime of the Frostmaiden.

DOMIC ROCKERSTAR HATCHETMAN

"We'll take the sloop then. With any luck we might come back with some survivors, so we'll need as much space as we can get. Here," Domic fished out three gold coins, leaving him with only two. He really needed to find some money soon. "We'll either set out today or tomorrow, so here's some coin for your services. Stay ready until then will ya?" Domic said as he notices Dullin going to the inn. While he thinks that going now would be for the best, he too wanted to warm up a bit before heading out in case this journey was a dangerous one. So long as someone else pays for the drinks this time. "Aye, suppose we ought to warm up a bit first before we dive into the deep. Maybe even get some extra hands while we're at it. Let's go check out the White Lady, see what sorta drink she's got in her jugs!"

Conquest of Caldaria

Yurt's shop was fairly large, as far as a shop goes. Entering his building you can see various barrels with simple staves, some of them which you can identify as unstrung bow staves. Nicer, intricately carved bow staves hung on racks along the wall. There were also barrels of arrows alongside empty quivers, and hanging on simple cross stands were sets of leather armor. Most of them were just leather breastplates: Light, flexible, and cheap. Some sets however had more intricate protection, like shoulder gauards, gauntlets, tassels, even boots. Those were expensive. Finally behind the counter in a glass case was an arrangement of fine hunting knives. Both ornate yet practical, though based off the sign underneath them, very expensive. Yurt himself was a dark haired but fair skinned man, with a rough bread wearing some simple clothes and an apron. He was sitting behind a counter, fletching arrows with a little girl. Both were human. Yurt says something to the little girl in a language you don't quite understand: it must be the native Vaegir language. She smiles and continues working while he stands up and looks to you.

"Welcome to my shop! I am Yurt the Bower. Are you looking for a light bow perhaps? Easy on the draw, simple to string. I just made a few yesterday. If you're looking for something cheaper, I have a few short bows in the barrel there." The way Yurt spoke to you, he assumed that you were a novice with a bow. And considering how long you've been enslaved, you really haven't had any proper practice for quite some time. The bows on display were fairly expensive, most of them between 75-200 Denarius. The ones from the barrels were cheaper, between 10-30 Denarius. The arrows were 5 Denarius for a bundle of 20, though you'd need to buy a quiver for them, which were 7 Denarius each.

Frozen Darkness

That sucks. I got Covid too a few months back. Even though I was vaccinated that shit kicked me ass so hard that was the first time I actually slept 30 hours. So by all means, rest up and get well.