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    1. Nerevarine 12 yrs ago

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Recent Statuses

7 yrs ago
Current tfw you eat only super rare steaks, so everyone else in you house who only eats well done looks at you in disgust
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7 yrs ago
Considering quiting the retail business to become a stripper. It seems less objectifying and degrading.
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7 yrs ago
getting pollen everywhere, and it's basically just plant jizz
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7 yrs ago
Latin, Old Irish, Old English, Old Norse, French, and Middle Welsh classes? Guess I'll be properly prepared for any trips to 11th century Britain.
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7 yrs ago
Gah, I'm so in love with this woman, god damn. Now if only I had the courage to just ask her out :X
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Bio

Nerevarine

23||UTC -6|Active at Night|Dyslexic|LGBT/Trans Friendly|Semi-Professional Linguist|"Suðrskrælinga"


Language Competancies:

Any languages at B1 or above are ones that I am comfortable to RP in

Modern Languages
English: C2 (native)
French: B2
Afrikaans: B2
Spanish: B1
German: B1
Japanese: A2
Modern Irish: A1
Icelandic: A1

Ancient/Classical Languages
Old French/Anglo-Norman: B1
Gothic: A2
Old English: A2
Latin: A2
Old Norse: A2
Old Irish: A1
Middle Welsh: A1
Gaulish: A1

An RP done entirely in Latin would be amazing


About Me:
I started roleplaying around age 12, giving me about 11 years experience. I'm a hobby writer who makes subpar fantasy and sci-fi novels on the side and have dabbled in the world of light novels to give my drawing skills a bit of practice. I'm by no means a professional or even really a 'good' writer, but I do try my hardest. Unfortunately, I am a very busy person so I often simply don't have the time to put the level of quality revision and editing into my posts that I'd like. That said, I am committed to creating the best experience for my fellow roleplayers when I join their RPs. I am a busy person, however, so know that I may drop an RP if I become unable to devote any more significant time into it.

I mostly take part in Fantasy RPs and Nation RPs. While I enjoy romance side plots in other RPS I do, I generally don't do Romance focused RPs except on occasions. I am okay to do Romance RPs on 1x1, however, note that I usually have to be in a particular mood for these RPs so I am not always up for doing them. For this reason, when I want to do such roleplay, I seek out a partner myself. I am fine with writing mature/18+ scenes, however, I typically find them boring and uninteresting to write (sorry, I'm not much of an erotica writer). As stated above, I am LGBT and Trans friendly, so LGBT Romance subplots and RPs are totally fine by me.

In terms of characters, I'm most likely to roleplay women, as I am one, though I can roleplay any gender. I enjoy exploring the characters and fleshing them out as they grow in the setting.

I am often told that I can come off as rude, and while I like to play it up a bit and be something of a tsundere, and I am trying to work on it, but please note that I am not much of a social person, even on the online realm, and I may take a while to respond to messages or not give you a very detailed response. Feel free to message me for purposes related to the RPs we are mutually a part of, though. I love to discuss things concerning the games to give them a more interconnected and realistic feeling.

As stated above, I have dyslexia, and it can be a pain in the ass sometimes. Don't be afraid to point out mistakes in my writing, I have a tendency to misspell, and I want to be made aware if it's particularly bad. I also speak a variety of languages, and if you are interested in RPing in a language other than English, I am more than happy to do so. Check out my Langauge Competencies list to see what I am capable of using.

My interests are High Fantasy, Historical Fiction, Nation Games, Alternate History, and Video Games. I'm not crazy about Anime, but I watch a few here and there, but I'm hardly the person to go on a long discussion on Anime about (I don't really see it as much different than any other animation, sorry.), same with Manga. However, don't go all weeb on me, I'm part-Japanese sansei myself, so obsession with and fetishization of Japan and Japanese people annoys the shit out of me and if you do it I will likely have a few strong words to say to you before I block you. No, I don't care if you're also Japanese. In that case, you're not a weeb, you're just a dime-a-dozen nationalist and that's even worse in my eyes.

Anyway, I hope to have some enjoyable RPs with you all. Let's have some fun.

Contacts:

Twitter: @skakafraujo (in Gothic)
Discord: Druzhinka #5058
Conworkshop: Karous

Most Recent Posts

Name: Mira Oscani
Age: Age uncertain (appears as a young adult woman)
Gender: Female
Species: Half-Demon
Powers/skills: Mira is highly dextrous, able to dodge most anything thrown at her, also able to draw her gun and fire off in less than a second. In addition, she has a good eye and excellent judgement of character, traits she picked up tracking criminals. She's rather intelligent as well, as is expected in a bounty hunter.

Abilities: Mira has the ability to call upon the hellfire of her father, the demon Moloch. This is most notibly used to turn her bullets into powerful incindiary ammo, able to kill both mortal and demon alike. In addition, her demonic heritage allows her to travel freely between the living worlds and hell.

After slaying Bosheth during her campaign in all the 9 hells, Mira gained his ability to consume her defeated enemies through a black mist and heal herself through their biomass and/or spiritual energy. In addition, after killing Bosheth, his lesser demons came under her control, and she is able to summon them, abet in an unstable form that disintegrates a meare seconds after summoning to attack her enemies.

Weapons(cause why not?): At the start of her journey, Mira posessed a single six-shooter, a lever action rifle, and an elvish sabre. During her adventure, she aquired a second revolver, had both of them become infused with hellfire, had her rifle stolen, aquired a better rifle after tracking down a gang leader who had stolen high quality arms from the Imperial military, stole his modified rifle, and had her sabre destroyed by Bosheth, but replaced by Zabul after her victory over Moloch with an Angel's Longsword.

Crush: "Oh, I've been with a lot of women travelling around. Hmm, I guess there's my girl from Osco, an Orc girl, beatiful woman. Went off to Alexia to become a Crusader. I miss her a lot."
From: D&D OC, from my own setting/world
Appearance(s): For the most part, Mira looks human, but she has deathly pale skin and deep black hair and eyes. Her face is an odd one, looking strangly invoting yet menacing at the same time. Her hair is mostly worn in a very long ponytail, and she is almost always in her dark red Orcish made leather Duster. Beneith that is usually a black dress and baggy black pants underneath with a belt over her dress around the waist holding her revolver. Mira's teeth are all sharpened, although this is not due to her demon heritage, but rahter a memory of her rite of passage with the Orcs. Mira's rifle has orcish patterns painted on the stock. Bio(optional): A girl was born on the feast day of St. Lucan, the patron of the Fallen. When the child was born, her body was deathly pale, but hot like warm bathwater. Her mother had been a victim of a kidnapping by a rogue group of Moloch worshipers along with her infant daughter. The baby was sacrificed by burning, and the mother was reimpregnated by the leader of the group. Moloch had received the child's soul and corrupted it with his essance. When the mother had birthed her new child, she was horrified to find it was mearly her previous one, reborn to her once again, but with the influence of the fire demon. The child was cast out by the people of Little Portage, sent to die by drowning in the saltwater river Gul. But the child survived, making her way down river to the frontier town of Osco. Here, the baby was taken in by a tribe of native Orcs. Named Mira, the Oscanese Orcish word for fire due to her hot body temperature, she lived the life of any orcish child, falling in love with a girl named Yazgash, although Mira was devestated when she chose to immigrate to the Exarchate of Alexia. Seeing no reason to stay in Osco, Mira took the Gul River to the city of Alexandria over the Frontier, an Alexian province that was administered as part of the Black Sea Confederacy. Here she worked as a Bounty Hunter for many years until she got a job by a mysterious employer named Zabul. Zabul lead her on a journey that literally took her to Hell several times. As Mira struggled with her own heritage, she eventually gathered the strength to confront and free herself of her Father's connection to her life. Mira later discovered Zabul to be St. Lucan himself, sent to help Mira achieve her personal redemption from her (literal) demons of the past.
Other: Mira is a devout member of Isaism (her universe's equivalent of Catholicism) and had St. Lucan as her patron.

CS
Name: St. Lucan (Zabul)
Age: Old as the multiverse
Gender: Male
Species: Angel/reformed Demon
Powers/skills: When Zabul reformed and turned away from Iblis' demon movement and became Lucan, he lost all of his demonic powers. However, Isaiah was merciful on him and gave Lucan his Angelic powers back. Lucan is capable of flight in the form of levetation, strong telekinesis, telepathy with other angels, demons and half breeds, the ability to utilize light energy as a took or weapon (ex: flashes and lasers), realm travel and shapeshifting
Weapons(cause why not?): Two angelic longswords
Crush: n/a
From: my dnd universe
Appearance(s):

Bio(optional): The story begins at the apex of creation. Zabul was one of many angels of his world, the prototypes of all sapient life. However, Zabul became attracted to the words of another, eloquent angel named Iblis, who told the Angels to throw off the rule of Adonai and to rule the universe as they see fit. Iblis and his followers, the Arch Devils known now as Moloch, Bosheth, Mammon, Asmodeus, Lilith, and Zabul became marked as enemies. The 6 founders of the rebellion were banished to a prison dimension along with their followers, becoming Demons. While in Hell, Zabul became increasingly regretful for his actions. He suggested that they reconcile and plead for forgiveness. Iblis refused, expelling Zabul and his followers. However, Adonai's avatar Isaiah found the exiled demons and accepted their repentance, returning Zabul to an angel. However, Zabul would forever remain suceptable to mortal wounds as punishment for his involvement. Zabul, taking the Name of Lucan to clear his past, acts as the protector and patron of the doomed, and gardian of the damned. He has been following Mira due to a special intrest in her quests.
Other: n/a

Im gonna get something up soon, probably after work. Until then, id like to stake my claim on the southern Archipelagio



Prepare for Japonic Orcs
@Silen SyankaSorry, ive been super busy lately. Ill try and get something up after 9pm (Central Time)
Arsuron pop: 120

As the snakelike creatures aproached and yelled at the 3 scouts, the male one, his name Angar, began to chuckle at the sight of the, in his mind, animals. Angar spoke up as he pulled his knife from his cloth belt and spoke jovially to his compatriats.

"Bańa! itug al burï ka? Hahaha! de nahigagá! sutúr al-ïräkH nahi'i babi!"
(Clansmen, did these snakes build this? Haha! Let us skin them. The pelts of these animals will get us a good price)

However, the self appointed leader, the woman Anrétt held up her hand to Angar, requesting his silence. "Nu angar," as she took her own bone knife and cut open another watermelon. After doing so, Anrétt placed her knife on the ground in front of herself and placed the two slices of melon in front as well, as a peace offering towards the Rokthan, as was tradition among the Arsuron tribes. Anrétt spoke up again.
"nahi nu figer" she said (We are not a threat). Anrétt pointed to the watermelon. "Al ardúk, amam! Al du'ón, nahi nu figer."
(This is a watermelon, eat it please. It is yours, we are not a threat.)

Anrétt knew not if the snakes would accept her offering, or if they would simply respond with agression. "Yi'am na'i firugim abab..." (Great Sea, give me wisdom)
@MangoJuice

Meanwhile

While Anam's tribe secured the slave river, Ansett decided to find a more sensible solution for survival. A voyage south to find new lands. The Lotus tribe had gathered 10 bägős, each with 5 people to voyage along the southern coasts. They knew not what they would find, if anything.
@Joegreenbeen
Im interested if you'll let me join in
Im in
Hey, Zero. You still allow OCs, right?


He allowed my D&D oc so I assume so
Hey @Nerevarine, I'm a bit confused. You mentioned finding a settlement of mine in a forest, but the only forest that I have populated is across the mountain range to the West.


I think it was a confusion on my part as well. Just ignore that part about a forest. Just treat it as any settlment along the river, Ill edit it asap
Arsuron population 120

Anrétt wiped the sweat from from her face as the reed canoes of her party floated gently upon the riverbanks. Another explorer plunged his bone knife deep into a large watermelon that his team had brough from the Arsur. The fleshy, pink fruit was a favorite among the Arsuron, a wild plant that sprung up in the rough plains of the Arsur. Anrétt wished that there was an easier way to aquire this sweet plant. Maybe, she though, they could plant the seeds of the watermelon, and help them grow, then collect the watermelon and start again. Maybe...

Anrétt's train of thought was interruptrd by the sudden sounds of her team mates as they pointed out the rain. No good, the fire would be put out. No warmth meant cetain death for the Arsuron scouts, so a dry shelter would have to be found. The three scouts dragged their boats onto the shore and untied them, using the three reed bundles and repurposing them as mobile shelters. The Arsuron then moved quickly by foot, following the coast further inland.

As the Arsuron moved futher in, the scouts began tiring. "Yi'am! Give us your strength to carry on!" The male scout cried back in the direction of the sea as his two female companions drudged ahead. Suddenly, Anrétt noticed something ahead. "Bańa! Look!" she said, pointing at the sudden appearance of infrastructure upon the otherwise dusty plains they had walked along. The three scouts walked quickly towards the strange settlment, spears and knives drawn should there be hostilities. Anrétt, taking charge of the squad, called out in her own language. "darúg fïfïg!" Translating to, "peace be upon you" an Arsuron equivalent of hello
@MangoJuice
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