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I am, but should we agree on character ideas first? Like, so we don't all end up playing an herbalist or something ridiculous :P
I'm interested if it looks like classic medieval, I like playing a mage or a swordfighter, maybe some kind of monk-esque character.
Looks like this has a lot of people more interested than me, so I thikn I'm backing out-have fun guys!
If you have room left, I'm very interested. I do have a couple questions (the answers to which will not sway my interest) though. What races exist? What amount of magic can a PC use, and of what nature? Will a map be provided at some point of the known world and kingdoms?
I dunno...I don't want to take away form your enjoyment too much. I guess if you guys are ok with super short posts I could stay
I'm sorry, but I'm kinda new to this and didn't realize how much activity was going to be expected of me....I don't think I'm going to be able to keep up with you guys, I'm sorry.
Rilyn was sitting in his cell, awaiting what he was pretty sure was going to be meal time, followed by some time with the other prisoners. Nothing to get excited for...except that in this new life of imprisonment, it really was. After an indeterminate of time, a guard approached his room, and, without a word, opened the door and grabbed him by the arm roughly to pull him out of the cell.
That's completely unnecessary...it's not like I've resisted them even once. I didn't even get a chance to resist my so-called arrest...but I guess I need to just keep not making waves. Maybe I'll get out early for good behavior or something, Rilyn thought to himself, going from frustration to uneasy acceptance of his fate as he was pulled to the communal cafeteria.
After a breakfast of poor tasting but probably nutritional food, he was allowed into the gathering space, as he called it in his mind. There wasn't really much there to occupy his time with though....he wasn't very friendly with many of the other inmates, and of course the guards didn't have any better prospects. So like every other day, he browsed through the games clearly meant for children, a selection of toys probably meant for teaching basic vocabulary or math or some such nonsense. But like every other day, he found himself drawn to the crappy little musical instruments. Most prominently, a recorder, and a xylophone with no mallet. He had finally figured out a way to play the recorder in such a way that people could actually enjoy listening to it. More enjoyably for him though, was how he had managed to start playing the xylophone.
It worked more or less like a marimba, not that he had ever played one himself......but he had seen others play them, before he was imprisoned. Maybe, if I just try to concentrate really hard, I can remember.... the thought trailed of as he found himself unable to make any real music come from the toy. He had never been able to use his power after more than two weeks of seeing something done, and he'd been here for three. Guess it's back to the good behavior plan, he thought wryly as he sat down on a padded chair, waiting for the inevitably rude guard that would take him back to his cell when gathering time was over.
That's completely unnecessary...it's not like I've resisted them even once. I didn't even get a chance to resist my so-called arrest...but I guess I need to just keep not making waves. Maybe I'll get out early for good behavior or something, Rilyn thought to himself, going from frustration to uneasy acceptance of his fate as he was pulled to the communal cafeteria.
After a breakfast of poor tasting but probably nutritional food, he was allowed into the gathering space, as he called it in his mind. There wasn't really much there to occupy his time with though....he wasn't very friendly with many of the other inmates, and of course the guards didn't have any better prospects. So like every other day, he browsed through the games clearly meant for children, a selection of toys probably meant for teaching basic vocabulary or math or some such nonsense. But like every other day, he found himself drawn to the crappy little musical instruments. Most prominently, a recorder, and a xylophone with no mallet. He had finally figured out a way to play the recorder in such a way that people could actually enjoy listening to it. More enjoyably for him though, was how he had managed to start playing the xylophone.
It worked more or less like a marimba, not that he had ever played one himself......but he had seen others play them, before he was imprisoned. Maybe, if I just try to concentrate really hard, I can remember.... the thought trailed of as he found himself unable to make any real music come from the toy. He had never been able to use his power after more than two weeks of seeing something done, and he'd been here for three. Guess it's back to the good behavior plan, he thought wryly as he sat down on a padded chair, waiting for the inevitably rude guard that would take him back to his cell when gathering time was over.
Ok, I just wanted to make sure I wasn't violating custom or anything like that, thanks :)
So I have a group of friends that I like to tabletop roleplay with, but I'm moving. So we looked into pbp, and this site is pretty great, but I'm wondering-is it rude for us, or any group of people, to just use the site for our roleplaying, but skip the interest check stage, and have the roleplay be closed to new players, and just roleplay with ourselves?
Rilyn has been there for probably....just a few weeks. Still not totally sure how things work, or who he needs to stay away from, etc. That in mind, he probably will have to meet somebody in one of our social times we get.
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