Pathfinder

Days of the Festival of Aging {The Dragon tribe rp}

@Irish

I had Tarkus interact with Winter.

Side note, I will find a way to bring Harena in here. Just give me a bit.

Days of the Festival of Aging {The Dragon tribe rp}

Tarkus

After a quick break, Tarkus rose from his position on the ground and began to walk throughout the tribe. Slowly but surely he made progress as his strides were longer than most dragons. Staying in lanes meant for dragons his size Tarkus was still having trouble moving around as he felt the ground shake slightly with each step. With a sigh he knew someones vase would fall or a picture would shatter against the floor. As Tarkus found the front area of the tribe, he decided that enough was enough and began to shift into his compact form.

Curling his limbs close to his body, flames erupted from the bottom of his body and swirled up his frame before completely engulfing his body. After about thirty seconds the flames disappeared and left behind a much smaller man. Sensing several pairs of eyes on him, Tarkus decided to begin moving towards... something. He didn't actually have a destination and was now just "going with the flow". As he walked down a path, his attention was moved to a forlorn looking youngling.

Tarkus' paternal instincts kicked in as his gazed lingered on the sad looking youngling and with a sigh walked over to her tree. Bending down onto one knee to see her at her level, Tarkus said "What seems to trouble you young one?" as he eyed the lump of snow she cradled curiously.

Titans of Earth

Its a personal rule I have. Wait until three people have posted before you post again. It's worked well for me thus far.

Bitten

After breaking through a clearing Garret was happily assaulted by the runt of their little pack, Luca. With a bark and a yip, the two began to circle, jump, and generally being dorks before running off towards the others. As the pair ran through the forest, Garret found a moment to gain some amusement at the size difference of the two. Garret dominated all of the others in size and this was most apparent with the runt. Giving a humorous snort, Garret continued running at a steady pace as Luca's stamina wasn't the best. Filing that info for a talk on a later date, Garret just enjoyed the feeling of the air across his fur.

Luca... Garret... where are you two? I'm with Svan and Haven was right behind me.

Garret knew that the whole telepathy thing would always catch him off guard as the suddenness of it caused his jog to falter. Stopping for a second, Garret focused and said "We're not far, your howls are getting closer. We'll get there in about a minute or two if we really book it." as he began to get his jog back. He was about to start sprinting when an idea came. With as much of a smile as a wolf could pull off, Garret stood his ground as he said "Hey Luca, wanna race?" Pondering for a second, Garret continued with "Last one there has to...do the dishes."

By principle Garret hated doing the dishes or using plates, strictly eating and holding things with only his hands. However he knew that Luca would be up for it. I mean what wouldn't a teenager do to weasel their way out of a chore or two?

Bitten

I would say I'm a pretty big geek but not in tv show ways. I'm more into tabletop and video games, mostly the lore.

Titans of Earth

Should I break the rule of three and just make a post?

Bitten

I'll work on a post later, I don't have time right now.

The Relics (No Plot/Fantasy/Character Driven/Worthy of Skepticism)

Heavy boots clunked their way up the steps as Typhus made his way to the guard. This was his first time in the city and in all honesty, he wasn't impressed. Cities never really did as they were all the same. Sure on the outside they had architecture and "morals" but when you scrape off that dirt, all you see is garbage and filth. This city was no different. As he reached the door of the guard house, Typhus was stopped by two uneasy looking guards. Giving them a hard stare Typhus said, "Step aside guardsman, I have bounties to collect." With an uneasy glance to each other, the two guards hesitantly stepped aside and let the giant man in.

With a huff, Typhus looked around and was equally unimpressed with the state of the guard house. "This is a guard house? Bah, I've seen bandits keep more order than this pit." he thought to himself as he made his way to the bounty desk. Throwing the burlap sack onto the desk, the guardsman in charge fell out of his seat in surprise. Staring at the man, Typhus said "I've come to collect the bounties on these men." as he pointed at the sack.

Carefully, the guardsmen opened the bag and immediately gagged as the smell of decay flew up into his senses. Giving what looked like a prayer, the guardsman began to pull the heads out of the sack and started to match their faces with the ones on the bounty papers. After a small argument over whether or not a head was in fact belonging to someone due to decomposition, Typhus left with a hefty purse of gold and silver coins. As he left the guard house, Typhus grabbed several more bounty posters for future jobs. With the money he earned, Typhus was planning to go and buy some supplies. Meats, a new whetstone, some feed for Dorghar, and some strong alcohol.

However as he pushed through the door he was assaulted by a splash of water and shouts of some man in robes. The man was speaking of demons and evil, giving a laugh Typhus was about to just push past the man until he say the retinue behind him. Men clad in heavy armor, wielding great weapons, and covered in holy imagery. Gazing across the small group, Typhus weighed his options and seeing very few said this, "Can I help you holy man?"

Of Monsters and Myth

But I claim the wizards skull. Filthy mages must be culled for the god of war.

Of Monsters and Myth

Archaeon is fair game for merging as I don't actually have a planned out story for him. He's just going to go with the flow.