Marcus XVI

Estermere- A Medieval Fantasy Roleplay (Reboot)

I hope this thing doesn't die after three posts -__-

Feral

Halp! My nose is fleeing towards the border!

Estermere- A Medieval Fantasy Roleplay (Reboot)

There had been so many homes, so many different lodgings and the occasional safe haven. Some had been damp and dark, unwelcoming and drab, some had reminded him of the old times, better days. Leaping Stag easily belonged to the small group of welcoming and safe places that he had seen over the years. He had seen hundreds of places like it, most of the welcoming ones in fair Faerún - a place he didn't miss nearly as much as he should have. The few people he had known were either dead or still trapped in horrible places with no hope of escape. The Yan-ti shook his head as words pulled him away from his thoughts. "Could you tell the story about the dragon again?" The blue, slitted eyes opened a bit more, gleaming very slightly from the small shadow caused by the hood as he lifted his head to rest against the back wall on which he had been more or less sleeping against. Ramius seemed to ponder the question and forced a little smile to his thin lips as he examined the person who had asked the question - a youth of perhaps 17 summers, dark haired and eyes full of the joy of a simple life - the cloaked bard nodded his head ever so slightly. "Very well, but mind you there will not be much excitement since I'm sitting here telling the story to you." The boy nodded and waited patiently for the cloaked man to pry open a bottle of wine with his teeth. "Years and years ago in a place called Faerún - a normal enough place with normal enough people it was as far as I can remember - there was a city called Neverwinter. For a time only misfortune happened to that city - none my doing, or so I hope... Though there was that one time with that noble, but that is a completely different story." Ramius paused to take a hefty gulp from his wine and scratched the burnmark like scales on his cheek. "Neverwinter and it's noble lord Nasher Alagondar one day had the most wondrous plan of hiring a sort of an adventurer's company. I somehow managed to end up becoming a member in the company and we were given our task. It seemed like an easy little job with a good pay. We were to find an old sculpture of sorts from a seemingly abandoned mine complex..." The middle part of the story wasn't very exciting, but at the very least the storyteller kept it interesting. The group got to their destination without much of a hassle and began examining their surroundings. Every now and often Ramius took a sip of wine. Then he reached a part of the story where the group finally came face to face with a dragon. "...That's when we realized that we were not alone - at the back of the cavern slept a scaled being, nearly 200 feet long, with wings at least twice as wide. If we had all been wise we could have gotten out of there without any casualties, but no. There were untold riches down there with the hideous lizard and the more greedy of us were already eyeing around with that certain gleam of greed in their greedy eyes." Again the Yan-ti paused to take a sip of wine and now placed the empty bottle next to himself. "Some of us tried to dissuade them from touching the valuables - we were certain that the dragon would wake up and roast us where we stood..." He paused, glanced longingly at the empty bottle of wine and lifted his right hand slightly - showing the scales and scaleless fingers with the pointer finger extended towards the sky. "Give me a brief moment - I shall get myself something for these horrible symptoms of sore throat and then return to tell the rest of the story. Calmly the cloaked man stood up and disappeared inside the Leaping Stag.

Estermere- A Medieval Fantasy Roleplay (Reboot)

I sincerely hope we get to start this one soon.

Warlords

Not a bad idea. I hope others are still here.

Way of the samurai

I posted a character ^^

Way of the samurai

Appearence: Name: Toshiro Shimazu Age: 28 Weapon (picture and name): Raijin Teppo Mizu Clothes: Very simple gray hakama, greenish-blue gi and a dark green haori with the mon of the Shimazu clan on the back Other: Toshiro is missing the little and ring finger from his left hand. Bushido

Way of the samurai

Hey, is there still room in this?

Blade Master Academy

Uh... Hanged... are you purposefully ignoring the starting attack and the extra knives?

Blade Master Academy

Janos nodded and with a swift movement crossed his arms in front of his chest with palms facing outwards. The floating, wildly spinning knives flew towards Hansel - this time with more precision. He knew full well that the fight was over now, but still the Finn changed his stance - he promised to show his trump card and that was what he was going to do. He lifted his hands in to what was pretty much a boxing stance - with his wounded leg farther from his foe. He punched the air three times and each punch sent out three knives - the first set was aimed at Hansel's head, the second at his feet and the third one at his midsection. Damn it... If I need to move my leg is going to give out on me...