@ArenaSnow A cave system ruled over by a self proclaimed goblin king? Do with that what you will :P
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NEW THINGS ARGH!
10 yrs ago
Hey all, it's not my birthday today! :D
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10 yrs ago
FU bots you can...leave please
10 yrs ago
Did...did I miss the bots?
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11 yrs ago
MY BIRTHDAY Y'ALL
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I exist, it's that simple.
ACCEPT IT AND MOVE ON! YOU'RE NOT MY REAL DAD!
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@Sven the Silent Second post :D
Peachtree Tower,
Alanta, Georgia
United States of America
Brian lay there in the sun, its warmth spilling over him as his friends swam in the pool among the floats. Laughing manically as they splashed water at one another, Brian smiled to himself. Their manic childish laughter echoed around him like the chattering of rifle fire - he took the last of his fresh lemonade and poured it over his dry lips, just a few drips dropped down and their cool touch soon disappeared.
Brian opened his eyes.
The sun was just rising over the city and its rays crept around the stone pillar to his right and streaked across his waking face. Below him in the streets he heard gunshots one after the other, ripping through infected flesh, or maybe just normal flesh. Brian hoped not.
Humans were dying out, the entire city was eerily silent for the most part. Some days Brian would go round with nothing but his own breath and the sound of his footsteps to keep him company. Lifting his hands from under himself he rolled over, blinking as a drop of water impacted on his cheek. Wiping it from his face he sat up with his arms behind him and arched his neck back until he heard the satisfying click. Falling onto his back once more, he rolled onto his front and pushed himself up and off the floor. He had set up camp at the very top of the Tower, good vantage point and plenty of fresh air for the lungs. The whole place had been under maintenance so he climbed up the scaffolding, almost falling a few times, he took the rope the builders had been using to pulley up a bucket , and took it all the way to the top. Tying it around one of the pillars and securing it with another rope, he made a nice little secure hold to grip when he took himself down to street level.
Today was the day Brian had decided to venture down into the tower. He knew that the top two floors should be empty because they were closed off and not in use, but you never know. Taking the bucket from under the drip in the left corner he splashed water over his face and searching blindly for his towel. His hands scanning over his rucksack he gripped the soft material and held it to his face, dabbing the beads of now dirty water away and squeezing the remains from his beard. Shaving foam. Brian thought.
I need myself some shaving foam.
Alanta, Georgia
United States of America
Brian lay there in the sun, its warmth spilling over him as his friends swam in the pool among the floats. Laughing manically as they splashed water at one another, Brian smiled to himself. Their manic childish laughter echoed around him like the chattering of rifle fire - he took the last of his fresh lemonade and poured it over his dry lips, just a few drips dropped down and their cool touch soon disappeared.
Brian opened his eyes.
The sun was just rising over the city and its rays crept around the stone pillar to his right and streaked across his waking face. Below him in the streets he heard gunshots one after the other, ripping through infected flesh, or maybe just normal flesh. Brian hoped not.
Humans were dying out, the entire city was eerily silent for the most part. Some days Brian would go round with nothing but his own breath and the sound of his footsteps to keep him company. Lifting his hands from under himself he rolled over, blinking as a drop of water impacted on his cheek. Wiping it from his face he sat up with his arms behind him and arched his neck back until he heard the satisfying click. Falling onto his back once more, he rolled onto his front and pushed himself up and off the floor. He had set up camp at the very top of the Tower, good vantage point and plenty of fresh air for the lungs. The whole place had been under maintenance so he climbed up the scaffolding, almost falling a few times, he took the rope the builders had been using to pulley up a bucket , and took it all the way to the top. Tying it around one of the pillars and securing it with another rope, he made a nice little secure hold to grip when he took himself down to street level.
Today was the day Brian had decided to venture down into the tower. He knew that the top two floors should be empty because they were closed off and not in use, but you never know. Taking the bucket from under the drip in the left corner he splashed water over his face and searching blindly for his towel. His hands scanning over his rucksack he gripped the soft material and held it to his face, dabbing the beads of now dirty water away and squeezing the remains from his beard. Shaving foam. Brian thought.
I need myself some shaving foam.
@ArenaSnow What you wanting??
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Possible Dungeons and Dragons Every Saturday(Could expand) Night with dedicated DM's and players?
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11 yrs ago
Forum: General Interest Checks
Y'all losers gonna play dungeons and dragons? What a bunch of nerds! Get out of your mom's basement and go get a girlfriend and a life.
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@Phantomlink959@Logeoway124 Head over to the table top thread and go to monstrousmans Aelwyn link. Will be up and running in a few weeks once exams are done.
@ArenaSnow Another topic? You mean something for you to create?..
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Fallen Angel Knight -
Age 3570 years in the mortal realm.
How they fit in Zealtor was banished from his realm of light for not following the orders of his superior. Choosing to come to the mortal realm, he lives among the clouds, floating down and donning armour in the name of good whenever he can.
Demigod Trickster -
Age 94
How they fit in Juilon Son of Asitas, 'The Storm Cloud' shifts around the land in wisps of crackling mist, jumping between the planes and appearing behind his enemies. He is given kidnapping targets by his father, mostly those who do not please him, taking them to his fathers realm for judgement. Asitas, his father, is God of blood and is displeased when it is spilled coldly.
Halfling Assassin -
Age 41
How they fit in Jeold Cleanboots is so called because his small legs move so fast, that it is said his feet never touch the floor. He likes to slice the tendons on the back of his contracts legs, slitting their throats when they drop to his height.
Mortal mage -
Age 67
How they fit in Skarion lives in various caves around the land, moving every year or so, he preys upon travellers - using his snake minions to kill them and taking their items. He is adapt in conjuring spells connected to snakes, and also knows a few basic destruction spells. His staff can bite at his foes, and spit poison.
Demonic warlock -
Age 138
How they fit in Narion is the blood spawn of the lesser demon Luk Blacktooth. He dabbles in his own demonic magic, but keeps himself to himself, staying within his tower in the marshes. He is an excellent swordsman, specifically duel wield rapiers.
Fallen Angel Knight -
Age 3570 years in the mortal realm.
How they fit in Zealtor was banished from his realm of light for not following the orders of his superior. Choosing to come to the mortal realm, he lives among the clouds, floating down and donning armour in the name of good whenever he can.
Demigod Trickster -
Age 94
How they fit in Juilon Son of Asitas, 'The Storm Cloud' shifts around the land in wisps of crackling mist, jumping between the planes and appearing behind his enemies. He is given kidnapping targets by his father, mostly those who do not please him, taking them to his fathers realm for judgement. Asitas, his father, is God of blood and is displeased when it is spilled coldly.
Halfling Assassin -
Age 41
How they fit in Jeold Cleanboots is so called because his small legs move so fast, that it is said his feet never touch the floor. He likes to slice the tendons on the back of his contracts legs, slitting their throats when they drop to his height.
Mortal mage -
Age 67
How they fit in Skarion lives in various caves around the land, moving every year or so, he preys upon travellers - using his snake minions to kill them and taking their items. He is adapt in conjuring spells connected to snakes, and also knows a few basic destruction spells. His staff can bite at his foes, and spit poison.
Demonic warlock -
Age 138
How they fit in Narion is the blood spawn of the lesser demon Luk Blacktooth. He dabbles in his own demonic magic, but keeps himself to himself, staying within his tower in the marshes. He is an excellent swordsman, specifically duel wield rapiers.
Secondary's:
Fallen Angel Knight -
Age 3570 years in the mortal realm.
How they fit in Zealtor was banished from his realm of light for not following the orders of his superior. Choosing to come to the mortal realm, he lives among the clouds, floating down and donning armour in the name of good whenever he can.
Demigod Trickster -
Age 94
How they fit in Juilon Son of Asitas, 'The Storm Cloud' shifts around the land in wisps of crackling mist, jumping between the planes and appearing behind his enemies. He is given kidnapping targets by his father, mostly those who do not please him, taking them to his fathers realm for judgement. Asitas, his father, is God of blood and is displeased when it is spilled coldly.
Halfling Assassin -
Age 41
How they fit in Jeold Cleanboots is so called because his small legs move so fast, that it is said his feet never touch the floor. He likes to slice the tendons on the back of his contracts legs, slitting their throats when they drop to his height.
Mortal mage -
Age 67
How they fit in Skarion lives in various caves around the land, moving every year or so, he preys upon travellers - using his snake minions to kill them and taking their items. He is adapt in conjuring spells connected to snakes, and also knows a few basic destruction spells. His staff can bite at his foes, and spit poison.
Demonic warlock -
Age 138
How they fit in Narion is the blood spawn of the lesser demon Luk Blacktooth. He dabbles in his own demonic magic, but keeps himself to himself, staying within his tower in the marshes. He is an excellent swordsman, specifically duel wield rapiers.
@GoddessSophia
Complete.
Fallen Angel Knight -
Age 3570 years in the mortal realm.
How they fit in Zealtor was banished from his realm of light for not following the orders of his superior. Choosing to come to the mortal realm, he lives among the clouds, floating down and donning armour in the name of good whenever he can.
Demigod Trickster -
Age 94
How they fit in Juilon Son of Asitas, 'The Storm Cloud' shifts around the land in wisps of crackling mist, jumping between the planes and appearing behind his enemies. He is given kidnapping targets by his father, mostly those who do not please him, taking them to his fathers realm for judgement. Asitas, his father, is God of blood and is displeased when it is spilled coldly.
Halfling Assassin -
Age 41
How they fit in Jeold Cleanboots is so called because his small legs move so fast, that it is said his feet never touch the floor. He likes to slice the tendons on the back of his contracts legs, slitting their throats when they drop to his height.
Mortal mage -
Age 67
How they fit in Skarion lives in various caves around the land, moving every year or so, he preys upon travellers - using his snake minions to kill them and taking their items. He is adapt in conjuring spells connected to snakes, and also knows a few basic destruction spells. His staff can bite at his foes, and spit poison.
Demonic warlock -
Age 138
How they fit in Narion is the blood spawn of the lesser demon Luk Blacktooth. He dabbles in his own demonic magic, but keeps himself to himself, staying within his tower in the marshes. He is an excellent swordsman, specifically duel wield rapiers.
@GoddessSophia
Complete.
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