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3 days ago
Current This week I am both moving, and am somewhat sick, so there shall be delays on posts. Apologies!
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15 days ago
Making out for a few minutes solves many problems
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16 days ago
Finally home and will post for my partners asap!
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17 days ago
I started ATLA late, around Covid. But I love the first series and think TLoK is pretty good despite some problems
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18 days ago
I never notice someone's post count until I see (ignore post count) and then I totally look at it, out of habit and curiosity.
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About Me








Name: Ben
Username: The one and only. Dare I say?
Age: 33
Ethnicity: Mixed
Sex: Male
Religion: Christian (Nondenominational)
Languages: English, Japanese (Semi-fluent & learning), I also know some Scots Gaelic, Quenyan (Elvish), and Miccosukee (My tribal tongue)
Relationship Status: Single (Though generally unavailable unless I find I really enjoy someone).






Current Projects/Freelance work

  • I am a voice talent and script writer for Faerun History
  • I have a much smaller personal Youtube channel that I use to make videos on various subjects. Only been making videos for 2 years, but it's growing!
  • I'm the host of a Science Fiction & Fantasy Podcast where I interview authors of the genre.




Interests (Includes but is not limited to)

  • Writing/Reading (Love writing and I own too many books)
  • Video Games (Been a gamer for close to 23 years now)
  • Working Out/Martial Arts (Wing Chun/Oyama Karate mostly. Some historical swordplay as well.)
  • History (Military History is my specialty)
  • Zoology
  • Art (Mostly Illustrations. Used to be good. Am picking it back up)
  • Voice Acting/Singing
  • Tabletop Gaming (Started late in the game. Been at it for 3 years. I was the kid who bought the monster manuals and D&D books just for the lore for the longest time. I've played 3.5e, 5e, Star Wars D20, Edge of the Empire, PF, and PF2.)
  • Weaponry of all kinds
  • Anime (mostly action/shonen. DBZ & YYH being my favorites)
  • Movies (Action/War/Drama films being my go-to)
  • Music (Rock of all kinds, as well as historical folk songs, sea shanties, pub songs, a bit of classical music, etc)
  • Guitar (am learning to play, but being left handed makes it challenging)
  • There's more but if you care enough you can PM me :P




Roleplay F.A.Q.

  • Fantasy, Sci Fi, and Historical are my genres. Fantasy being my favorite and Sci Fi/Historical being close seconds.
  • Advanced / Nation / 1x1 / Casual (only in certain circumstances)
  • I generally write at the 'Advanced Level' meaning 4+ Paragraphs with good grammar.
  • I am usually busy with many projects and RPs, but if you wish to do a 1x1 with me, you'll need to present your case. Those I already do it with have my trust as a Roleplayer.
  • I love many, many fictional universes so me trying to list them all is an effort in futility!






Me

Most Recent Posts

Are the crossbowmen armed with any other weapons? Depending on the potential plunder, it may be worth while to try and pick these guys off.


You see a few long knives but nothing bigger than that, and not all looked armed with them.


The motley group held themselves together well, considering. Everyone was privvy with some tales of boogiemen or beasts of nightmare in their respective cultures. It seemed no matter where one went, there was always something. Lorcan's melody did not rise two octaves above whisper, though it was jauntier than most might expect from a Skayleigh. It seemed the Caelic Isles were also a place of drink and cheer, even past the cheerless Shrouded Sea beyond Norgard. It almost looked like Raddek was going to hum something of his people, but he stopped himself. A dirge or song of old were heavily merged in his mind from his youth, but that was a lifetime ago. He was too focused to give way to fancies.

Despite the thickness of the air, everyone had an easy time hearing one another. The Thaegar wore a strange, small smirk, as if thinking of a memory both fond and grim. He had figured he would have been sent south with a bunch of rapists and ruined courtiers, but these lads and lasses at least seemed wary. Despite their sharp tongues and sharper quips, Faeril and Migi managed to blend within the group like gnats in the fur of a hog. Not exactly invisible, but inconspicuous and nonchalant. Any eyes upon them would certainly focus a bit more on the taller folk. Even as Migi moved forward in the vanguard, she did well to use her height to its advantage.

Raddek took Faeril's point with a nod, knowing they were on the same page. They had to get the hell out of here quickly for want of food as much as safety. "Only one way to find out." The fighter said to Reyvadin, curling his manacles around his right fist like makeshift iron knuckles. Migi was already slinking through the brush, so Raddek and the others followed. Emmaline stuck close to the Thaegar, knowing a survivor when she saw one.

As the group did their best not to snap any twigs or brush against anything that might scuttle or slither among the newspring ground littered with leaves and brush, Migi and those with good eyes would be able to see the forest did not last very long. Well, it might very well be a vast forest, but the smell from the smoke was close at hand. Flame licked their vision, but it wasn't a massive bonefire like some expected. No, it was far more sinister.

The stink of cooked and decaying meat wafted into the air, permeating the ruins of a nameless village. Even as they approached, the crack of a falling wall reached their ears, and the silence that followed betrayed what they were about to see. A small sob leaped out from somewhere within the ruins, and the group managed to make it to the tree line behind the brush and viewed a sad scene.

A one eared man unsheathed a langmesser even as they looked, muttering something unintelligible under his breath as he gutted a hapless man, sending a woman into sobs before a mate of his dragged the lass into the crumbled remains of a house. At the center of the road were five men with crossbows, casually speaking to one another and laughing. It was clear they were bandits, judging by their lack of regalia, uniform, or cohesion of any sort. In fact they seemed to be wearing padded jacks and hats from various different locales, likely picked up from people they had murdered. Set before them were five prisoners, their hands tied and their heads bowed.

"Kill 'em," The messer wielder spat, and he stalked into the house the woman had been dragged into. With another last, uproarious laugh, the crossbowmen began to crank up their windlass crossbows. Steel and timber groaned under the weight of their draw, and they were nearly there. The group had a choice. Let the villagers die and bypass the town, try and kill the crossbowmen, or something else?...

Everyone will receive the dreaded update on Wednesday! Steele yourselves!

Likely late at night, but that's my work week.
@DrRtron A fellow Dwarf lover? I knew I liked you. (points to his sig)
Consider my toast smeared?
@Greenie@Lauder Both are accepted! Just make sure you take out any GM's notes from me like
You've 9 to choose from. Once you do, put them in the correct area.


Also Greenie, since your girl is a Ra'sheek, but she was in the north, let's say she fled north but was captured, since the land they live in is southeast of the Blood Coast.




Thanks for all the posts everyone! My next 3 posts are relatively well thought out and static, but true to the Grimdarkness of this RP, just keep in mind that once I post my next update, you'll have to make a decision that could lead to one of your deaths by the post after. Just FYI.
I sincerely hope you're referencing Mandalorian Neo-Crusaders
I'm the polar opposite of most men. I look handsome af, except in a suit.
Hmmm...tangentially interested
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