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Dungeon Fantasy [A Comedy Rp!]

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Dungeon Fantasy [A Comedy Rp!]

But yeah I thought being werewolf walking through town would be wierd

Dungeon Fantasy [A Comedy Rp!]

Oh my bad I assumed I would automatically be in human form, but for the sake of the post I can be in werewolf form so thats Fine.

Dungeon Fantasy [A Comedy Rp!]

I am curious, how do Keith and Gwendolyn know im a werewolf? Do my eating habits give it away? lol

Dungeon Fantasy [A Comedy Rp!]

Name:Reavus
Level:1
Race:Werewolf
Class:Warrior
Day/time:day 1/morning
Location: the meeting spot in the main lounge of the greased oak
Tagged:Open Mentioned:@Holy soldier@Bright_Ops@Vec@JackalopeLove@Halvtand

Reavus finished his pie just in time to notice the man who had been hungover getting pointed at by a bow and arrows the elf moved away yelling"Stay away from me!". 'I don't get how she plans to work with the guild if she can't stay calm here, but on the other hand I guess that big man probably did something stupid, with a scent like that it's likely he does stupid things often.'.

While Reavus was grabbing the rest of the second pie, the large man began throwing a fit about losing his gold. Reavus didnt really listen since if he'd had the money he would've just bought more pie. He also noticed a new smell at the table and turned to see a man who appeared to be a magician, doing magic for the cleric that had been sitting at the table. While at the same time a knight had come in to try to put a stop to the dragons accusations. Or maybe the knight was in the guild too. The people so far were so diverse he wondered if this could really work before starting on the rest of the other pie.

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What did i choose that picture for, changing that later

Dungeon Fantasy [A Comedy Rp!]

Eye of storm is good

Dungeon Fantasy [A Comedy Rp!]

Name:Reavus
Level:1
Race:Werewolf
Class:Warrior
Day/time:day 1/morning
Location: the meeting spot in the main lounge of the greased oak
Tagged:@Cyrania Mentioned:Open

Reavus was walking down the streets of the town he had just moved into taking in all the new smells.'is that pie?'he went down the street to bakery. He looked at pies wondering which ones tasted as good as they smelled. He decided to play it safe and get a pie he always liked. He looked up at the Baker and realized from the look on the Baker's face he drooling again."like my pies that much huh?" The Baker was smirking as I wiped of the saliva while still looking at the pies."these smell amazing, can I get two apple pies? he said grabbing the sack of gold in his pocket."that'll be ten gold" the Baker was already grabbing the pie. Reavus simply tossed the Baker the his his small sack of gold with 14 gold in it."keep the change" he was already walking towards the smell of ale and puke that he assumed was the greased oak.

Reavus walked in carrying two fresh apple pies from down the street.'everyone likes pie right?'after taking a look around he came to the table with his new guild members."this is the guild meeting right?and excuse my poor looking cloth I tend to buy cheaper clothing to save money for food." he asked the elf while while putting one of the pies down in the middle of the table. He could already tell this would be fun based of the oddballs already here. One of them being the person who smell led him here. He sat himself in the chair and began eating his pie without using his hands like he was used to.

Dungeon Fantasy [A Comedy Rp!]

Reavus

Name:Reavus

Alias: None

Age:21

Race:werewolf

Gender:Male

Height:6'1

Weight:180

Hair:short white hair covers his right eye but not so much to the point of blinding his right eye though.

Eyes:Silver eyes

Written description: tan skin, slim athletic build, movement he makes looks like he thought of it on the spot, wears civilian cloth. When he turns his cloth tear off and his eyes turn yellow as his skin becomes covered in dark grey hair.

Level:1

Class:werewolf

Abilities:
Blood lust: temporarily become faster(maxes out at 35 mph) and stronger(throw a man 20 meters(2 turn cooldown)

Howl: his howl makes lesser enemies flee(2 turn cooldown)

Skills:
Sense of smell:His nose is very strong because of his wolf blood

Instincts: his gut makes most the major decisions in his life this could also be a fault but it works mostly in his favor.

Weapon: long sword

Personality:growing up Reavus was entirely human until around the time he was 16. He was out in the forest slashing trees with his sword. When he heard a grumble and looked over to see a werewolf staring at him through the bushes. He quickly turned as the werewolf attacked, and he managed to kill it since his sword is silver but he got scratched and turned at the next full moon permanently. He now tries to keep himself under control on full moons by staying in a cage on full moons. He is smart but overly playful at times.

Quirks: only eats meat and apple pie, calls everyone by animal names, sleeps in a big cage.

Likes: apple pie, chases, bears

Dislikes: fleas, that thing that's sometimes behind him when he get excited(his tail), being hungry, silver

Inventory:Empty

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Will finish later today

My Hider

Name:Reavus Briarwhite
Age:18
DOB:10/21/1997
Appearance:
Affiliation: Briarwhite
Occupation:
Skills: Offensive magic
Equipment/weapons: long sword
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