Overlord Thraka

The Room

*Xan smiles and helps Laura around*
Xan: Yes... it is. I not fully explored everything, always seems to keep going.
*Her instincts tell her something's off about Laura, but she's just an old woman she reasons with herself, what harm can an old woman do?*

*Thoth nods and stands over the grave. He begins speaking in a language not of this earth, but even though verbally he is incomprehensible, his voice rings through everyone's minds, echoing in the language they know best*
Thoth: We lay thee to rest Great Elder. Once known as Hephaestus the Blacksmith, Nergal the Bloody and now known as Horus the Avenger. May you move swiftly to join Danu in the skies, overseeing us all and casting your gaze on those you care for most. Maybe the humani remember you throughout time eternal as the great power you were in life. Rest now, and worry no more. Your time is done, and you are at peace.

*The air around Horus shimmers and a golden casket forms around him. Gleaming brightly in the sunlight as Thoth holds out one hand, guiding it into the earth. There's a soft thud as the casket reaches the bottom of the pit, and Jilial starts to sob again. Thoth clicks his fingers and the scattered earth moves and refills the grave, burying Horus instantly. Finally, Thoth closes his eyes and concentrates, the air shimmering over the grave. Slowly, a Golden Statue of Horus fades into existence, marking his eternal resting spot. The Statue is of him with his arms crossed and what can pass for a smile on his falcon features*

*Thoth sighs, walks over to the statue and using one finger, writes in the base of the statue as if it were still liquid. He writes "Here lies Horus the Avenger, Great Warrior, Loving Partner and Protector of Humankind". He backs off a few paces to admire his work then sighs*
Thoth: I... am not particularly capable when it comes to aiding those grieving loss.
*He looks at Jilial then at the others*
Thoth: Does she have someone to care for her? I fear that she may lose herself, she was the Goddess of Love after all, and this blow... may break her if it hasn't already.

The Room

*Thoth's voice comes from behind John*
Thoth: I am. Though my title is hardly 'priest'
*He looks down at Lecter, looming in annoyance he opens his mouth to speak, then reconsiders.*
Thoth: ...I am not important right now... Horus is.
*He steps over to Jilial and presses a finger to her forehead, ending her magically induced slumber. He gently helps her to her feet and walks her over to the others*
Thoth: It is time...
*Jilial stands up shakily and walks to the others, seeming almost in a dreamlike state. Thoth looks around at the others before sighing*
Thoth: Such rabble at the funeral of a God... Danu what a sad day this is...
*Thoth's shoulders slump and for a moment he looks very very old.*

Coyote Hustle

Gharn nods. "You be quick-quick. You could have escaped" he said confidently. He frowns, slightly confused for a moment. "As much fun?" Then his ears turn slightly pink. "Join you?" he says, his expression is one of utter confusion and befuddlement as he runs after Mira. He allows a little of the lion's strength into him, easily keeping pace with her. He runs easily, his own athletic form keeping pace with the Elf seemingly effortlessly. "Why do you want the stone?" he asks her, his breathing steady and controlled, a long distance runners breathing.
He's still confused, but privately a little happy that Mira seemed to want him with her. Companionship is something he's lacked for the past several years, and Mira seems like a good person to have as a friend.

He skids to a stop as Mira falters, automatically reaching out to steady her by grabbing her shoulder. He makes sure she's steady then follows after her, bare feet paddling along on the cobbles. His expression turns from one of mild curiosity to severe confusion as he looks at Mira, she's acting completely different now. What's going on? He frowns and looks between Mira and the other group. He sees the mysterious being's glow turn red and growls. "Who be you metalman?" he growls at what looks like a robot of sorts.
Suddenly smoke billows from three small shiny objects dropped on the ground my the silent woman. He reels back sharply, his body changing, the lion taking over. He sniffs, trying to catch the silent woman's scent through the smoke, then coughs and rubs his eyes as they burn and he inhales the smoke.

@tybalt capulet @Dealdric @grizzthemauler @rekaigan

The Room

*Xan looks over at the grave guiltily, but helps Laura inside. She guides her over to the couches and helps her sit*
Xan: Why be you alone? It be dangerous for Elder out there...

The Room

*Xan smiles weakly at the old woman*
Xan: Yes Elder. You may come in. It be home to many people, no reason why you cannot join us.
*She steps aside and offers her good arm to help the old woman*
Xan: I be Xan Spotail. You be alone? This notta safeplace. Why you be alone?

Kalin's bag of random things.

I'm interested, and I'll shoot you a PM

The Room

*Xan looks a saddened and nods*
Xan: I go to. I be not knowing him well, but he sounds like bravebeast...
*She hears the knock at the door and walks over to it, opening it and peering down at the woman*
Xan: Who be you Elder?
*Jilial's magically induced slumber doesn't allow her to stir from the noise*

*Thoth nods to Sasha*
Thoth: I am sure Iris will appreciate it.
*He vanishes once more, appearing outside to patiently wait*

*Hanna wanders out to find Jilial*

Avelierys, a volatile fantasy open world - interest check

@Winterwake
Very well. Thank you for your time.

Avelierys, a volatile fantasy open world - interest check

@winterwake

Well I was wondering if there were any plans for there to be anything other than those two races. The characters I was thinking in using are a Half-Elf (Which can be easily modded to human) and a WereLion (Which for obvious reasons cannot)

As for the gear, my Half-Elf has a 3 magical items. A helmet that absorbs all kinetic force, basically stopping dead anything that hits it without any injury to the wearer. It essentially stops the object dead in it's tracks by absorbing all the force behind whatever it might be. Crossbow bolt dropping to the ground harmlessly, swords and maces stopping dead, that sort of thing.

Secondly, she has a sword which is ever-sharp and unbreakable.

Thirdly, and this is the one I was really thinking might be an issue, she has a extreme bag of holding. It's essentially got unlimited capacity to hold any number of objects for an indefinite amount of time. She could potentially put an entire castle in it if she went brick by brick. She wouldn't actually use it to be that OP, but the potential is there.

Avelierys, a volatile fantasy open world - interest check

HEy, I'm interested but I have a few questions about races and starting items and gear.

1) Regarding races, are those the only ones? I've got some characters who might be interesting for this but they'd have to be altered to fit this format

2) What are the limits on starting gear? Could we have magical items with minor enchants on them?