POOHEAD189

Hope you fools are doing well

Glad to have you, my friend!

Game of Thrones

@RubyYou have my interest for a bastard son swordsman.

The Elder Scrolls: Fruits of Contention - Chapter 1 (Completed)

@gcoldI don't necessarily mind Dax missing you again, but the last post and this one as well, he's been looking for Ashav just to ask "what are we doing next"

Legacy - Warhammer Fantasy-inspired War NRP

@wxps350We do need some Dark Elves tbh

Legacy - Warhammer Fantasy-inspired War NRP

ALRIGHT LADS. THE NEXT DAY OR TWO I'LL BE DONE AND GET TO POSTIN'!

Into The Dark: Mercenaries (Heroes of Fame and Fortune)

@AustronautIt doesn't need to be purely reactive, but it's a good policy to keep it mostly reactive. If I give you a few bandits to fight, you can add some narrative to them and what not, and say how you dispatch them if you do it in a non OP way. I'll also give a bit more freedom next mission and y'all will have more say in what goes on. But I have most of this mission planned out for us as a beginning adventure. If you ever have an idea though, I'm always willing to listen or collab if you wish no matter what's going on. :)

🦄 Duplicity - D&D Style Fantasy Rp Adventure (Completed)

Calanon (& Brogach)

Location:The Road
Interacting with: Crixus, Cremwise, themselves.

It was the last thing Calanon expected, but the most pleasant surprise. Even through all of this chasing and traveling, there were blessings in this dark world. A Raven had seen fit to swoop in and perch upon his shoulder! Calanon blinked, the bird's feather brushing against his cheek, and anyone looking could see a truly heartfelt, lopsided smile bloom upon the young Elf's face. "Hello little friend." he said to the Raven, his voice soft and soothing.

Crixus (for it was the Raven's name, little did he know) gave out a harsh caw, and at first Calanon believed he had done something wrong. But it had been aimed at Cremwise, and Calanon nodded, as if the Raven had just reminded him to focus. "Right." he said, glaring back at the merchant that was still on his knees, being questioned. His next words were uttered in perhaps the most threatening way had ever spoken in this company. "You heard the bird. Talk."

Suddenly, his pointed ears twitched, and he turned to see Sana walk out of the woods, her voice following her. That's not all that is following her, he realized. He saw multiple burly forms materialize into his keen vision before stepping out of the tree line and revealing themselves to be Orcs. He had his sword and shield already out, but Sana was in danger now. Quickly his eyes scanned around. Where is Gretchin? Midnight blue Elven eyes fell upon a lithe form in a tree, and though he didn't have a good look, he felt confident it was her. The Elf let out a breath he had not realized he had been holding in. He had lost too many friends over the years.

Calanon knew he couldn't do much at the moment. He had empathy with woodland creatures, not Orcs. He clicked his tongue several times, and Brogach trotted over to him, the Elk giving a small bray of a noise. Calanon shook his head, but looked right to the bird, then left to Brogach. "You two stay close. It'll be ok." he promised them, then walked closer to the Wagon, standing just behind Keystone and Kyra, at least allowing himself to be a show of force, if nothing else, with his gleaming blade and shield. "Brogach, keep an eye on Cremwise." he said. The Elk stood close to his master, but turned, his great Elk head regarding the cowering man.

Into The Dark: Mercenaries (Heroes of Fame and Fortune)

@rush99999I realize Hobnob might not necessarily be in the bushes, but let's say that for now for stories sake.

Into The Dark: Mercenaries (Heroes of Fame and Fortune)

OOC

This wasn't meant to be the room where the dark magic is being performed, so I'll just say we knocked through the door and ran in. I'll specify when it's time to get there.

Cassilda and Nuva ran in, the men in the guardroom set to man the gate were caught completely unawares. Three of the cutthroats had been eating a late lunch, talking among themselves and chewing freshly cooked chicken. They wore arming swords at their sides and leather over roughly forged chainmail hauberks. Two crossbowmen were across the room, standing idly, and two men with axes and sword breakers stood next to the wheel that would open the gate. One of the crossbowmen leveled their weapon, firing at Cassilda but missing by a hair's breadth, the bolt glancing off Morek's plate armor as he charged in after the two. Kayden swore, drawing his own arming sword and wading into the room.

Nuva's blow sheared one of the wheelman's sides clean off with his great maul, blood and gore spattering the stone wall. The other wheel man had an opportunity and made a glancing blow with the back end of his axe on Nuva's shoulder, making him stagger but doing no real damage other than a bruise. He raised his axe for another strike however, and a crossbowman leveled his weapon Nuva's way, trying to aim past his fellow bandit.

One of the swordsmen looked at Cassilda, taken aback not only by being attacked, but by one of the attackers being a woman. He quickly gained his senses when he saw one of his friends ripped apart, and met her blade to blade. Another burly swordsman with a cauliflower ear jumped into the fray, smiling at Cassilda wickedly as if he already had plans for her. The third one that was about to walk in swung at Cassilda, but found his blade was blocked by Kayden, the Company leader pushing the man away and slashing him across the side, before turning around and thrusting at the larger, leering man that had engaged Cassilda.

Morek pushed the bigger man out of the way, knocking him to the side a bit before making his way toward the crossbowmen. "I'll take care of the quarrelers." he said.
@Austronaut@BCTheEntity

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Jex chopped downwards with his Axe, carving through his opponent's collarbone, even cleaving to the heart. He let out a satisfied hiss as the Gnoll toppled forward, dead before it hit the ground. The last Gnoll decided it had enough, knowing that it having trouble with Regeland was enough of a reason to flee, much less the enemies now at his back, with nothing but dead comrades at his flank. It slashed at the Vrettonian, then leaped past him into the brushing, whining like a whipped dog as it fled into the forest. The duelist sputtered, Gnoll hair flying everywhere and some had gone into his mouth. "Ptooey, ptooey!"

The Drabarian knelt down and opened up his dead opponent's ribcage, reaching in and tearing the heart out, before devouring it before his allies' eyes. Blood seeped down his terrible jaws. "Let us continue forward. We are almost there." he said in a low growl, wiping the blood off his axe across the Gnoll's unbloodied leggings before heading eastward. Arassel and Zin, along with Regeland in tow. "Strange I called to the Queen." the Vrettonian said to the Elves. "It's that bitch that wants my head!"

They had not gone 20 feet before they found Leonard the Darkslayer. Dead. He had a spear through his gullet, his dead eyes staring up into the tree canopy as blood even still slowly seeped into the ground. The Gnoll that had fled had gotten the jump on him, it seemed. They continued onwards, before almost literally tripping on Hobnob and his crew who were hidden in the bushes.
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The Old Republic : Pureblood

Heyo.
You'll need to post an actual post in the "IC" part of the thread. This part is for discussion. And generally you make an interest check first to see who is interested to join :)

Glad you're on the site though! It takes some getting used to.