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Ebonfort

In other news, I'm going to start writing a bunch of Monsters/Creatures on the Wiki!

List (so far):
Mimics
Hydra
Goblin
Golem
Gelatinous Cube
Treant
Ogre
Basilisk
Troll
Bulette
Chimera

Ebonfort

Ringing in the New Year has received it's Review Reward! I'll see you in Part 2! @Twhirtley @Drache

[Ebonfort] Ringing in the New Year

Reward Review

Trix Greenlakes

Skills
Socialization: 4
Flirting: 1
Drinking: 2
Running: 1
Begging: 3
Animal Husbandry: 1
Persuasion: 2
Observation: 5
Endurance: 1
Riding: 2
Medicine: 6
Herbalism: 5
Teaching: 2
Cooking: 1
Nodeology: 2

Knowledge:
Contact: Asher
Asher: Is her master
Asher: Is a Swordsmaster
Asher: Is stronger than a Sergeant

Contact: Shenzi
Shenzi: Is a healer and teacher

Knowledge: Ozlo is a Warlord
Knowledge: There are more healer students under Shenzi
Knowledge: She will not be a slave anymore if she bears a Screamer child or is married to a Screamer.
Language: Knows how to say 'Thank you' in 'Screamerish'

Herbalism: Plantain is a substitute for Elderberries
Herbalism: Plantain is common in grassland
Herbalism: Elderberries are not common in grassland

Other
Injury: Multiple small lacerations to arms, legs and back. Will take a tenday to heal. Minor scarring if not treated by a Novice+ Healer
Injury: Larger laceration to the back. Will take slight longer than a tenday to heal. Will scar if not treated by a Journeyman+ Healer
Injury: Minor bruising. Will heal in a few days.
Home: Trix is now a slave of the Kvaren, and will stay in Kerawac indefinitely.
Income: Trix's shop is now closed due to her absence. Her GP/day is now 0 due to being enslaved. As per the Loan Agreement, half of her current seasonal profit will go to the Ebonknights.
Income: Trix's pups are cared for by the tribe, thus their maintenance payment is halved.

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Asher

Skills:
Socialization: 3
Intimidation: 6
Unarmed Combat: 1
Weapon (Falchion): 6
Weapon (Whip): 1
Dual Wielding: 1
Endurance: 3
Riding: 4
Observation: 3
Body Building: 2
Rhetoric: 1
Tactics: 2
Leadership: 5
Animal Husbandry: 1
Teaching: 2

Knowledge:
Contact: Verissa
Verissa: Is a healer
Verissa: Owns 2 Mountain Ridgebacks

Knowledge: Brynmor is now a Sergeant
Frustration: He did not kill Brynmor
Medicine: Drinking makes his wounds worse

Other
Injury: Large neck wound. Will take one and a half fortnights to heal. Large scar if not treated by a Journeyman+ Healer
Injury: Major bruising. Will take a week to heal.
Income: Asher is incurring the cost of having a slave. -2 GP/day to his income.

Heart of the Beast RP - Grand Epic, Unique Magic system.

So how many people were meant to be joining?

[Ebonfort] So Much White Hair

Alya listened to Rilana's story about her birthday, it sounded really romantic and she felt a smile form on her face as she listened to her friend's lovely sounding encounter. However the tone changed as the Moon Fey told her about the Death of Magic and Svarak's troubling position in all of this. Alya realized that.. The Charr would be older than 300 years, which surprised her. She didn't think Charr's could get that old. The story was a tragic one, and the half-elf could feel a sadness well up within her, a sadness for Svarak's position in all of this.

God of..Magic? She couldn't fathom what kind of power the man would have if he was aiming for such a goal. I need to speak with Svarak soon. She thought to herself. Speaking to the Cat will most likely help her with her Purpose. Perhaps even intertwine their.. fate? Fate isn't something she had thought of before, but after everything that had happened.. She thought that some pieces were just.. fitting together. Maybe.

She could feel the exhaustion in her friend's voice. She too, felt very exhausted after everything that had happened thus far. When Rilana asked Alya to play a song for her, she nodded slowly in compliance. She turned her body so that she was facing the Moon Fey, sitting a little further away to give each other some space. Echo, knowing his mother's intentions, had already retrieved her flute, rolling it toward her hand with his nose. The elf gave her pup a gentle pat and a smile as she took the flute.

She put the flute to her lips and began to blow a soft tune. Her magic flowed into the song as she willed for those who could hear it to feel calmer for as long as the influence would last. Lift the weight of reality off of our shoulders so that we may find peace of mind. She allowed herself to feel the influence of her magic, her mind, body and soul feeling calmer. The pressure of her greater purpose lifting away. However, some of the pressure remained, but it was bearable now. Her song was quite similar to her mother's lullaby, slow and soft with tone changes that were mellow, few and far between, however it created a melody that melded well with the intention of the magic. To soothe and calm the mind and the spirit.

Borderlands (1x1x1) - Applications in INT-CHK thread

I'll join ya, Nutty :P

The Fallen One

I quite like romance too. I've never done anything beyond MxF though. Now I'm jumping right into an FxFxF! Exciting~ Hahaha

We'll get to combat soon enough! Brigands and Golems ahoy?

Sorry it's taking me awhile to respond. I'm just kinda..having a mental block for this rp atm. No huge problems, I'll post soon.

[Ebonfort] Will you comply?

Amongst their bickering, a very mechanical voice sounded.
"Calling. Calling. Please respond. This one is lost. The relatively clear state of this path would suggest a settlement of some description is within a reasonable distance. Is this assumption correct? If there is no response within thirty seconds, this one will assume this is private property and go to a suitable effort to locate and utilise an alternative route."

They heads whipped around to the voice, all three knights had their hands on their sword hilts, ready to draw if need be. The drow called back at the mysterious figure in the fog. "Identify yourself, foreigner! Step out of the fog so we may see you!" All three knights knew that the figure in the fog held no offensive posture, however they were not certain if it was hiding any weapons or anything. "I wish I was at home.", the human muttered, earning him a kick in the backside from the Katzheer, letting out an 'oof' in reaction. "We won't hurt you, we just need to know who you are. Please come out of the fog!" she called as well, giving a tone of reassurance, a tone that the drow hadn't used.

"I already said that." He hissed at the Katzheer, out of ear shout from the.. thing. It would probably be able to hear him if it was listening intently. "Ye, but no one is going to show themselves if you sound like a meanie." She retorted in an equally quiet voice, again still audible if someone was to listen intently.

[Ebonfort] Put That Thing Back Where It Came From Or So Help Me

@Tuddums

[Ebonfort] Put That Thing Back Where It Came From Or So Help Me

Starting Date and Time: 23rd Saffra, 260 DM, 23rd Stretch

Starting Location: Azure Strand

CS URLs: Chise and Megumi

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It was a rather cold night, despite it being Spring time. The sea breeze gently blew through the night market that took place in the main street of Azure Strand. The night life in Azure Strand around this time was very much alive. The street was filled with people, loud chatter drowned out most of the other sounds around the Strand. Merchants bargained with customers, Ebonknights patrolled the street for any potential criminal activity, but for the most part, they were unconcerned about it. They often distracted themselves with local prostitutes or the like instead of actually doing their job.

One half-katzheer girl took it upon herself to use this as an opportunity to steal a meal and maybe some jewelry for her collection. Like a shadow, she weaved through the crowds of people, her deft hands snatched at a few small bread rolls and fruit from various stalls that she came across, but that was only after she had pocketed from jewelry from a different stall. Tonight was going to be successful. Of course it was. Wasn't it? Her small stature and the skills that she had learnt from her mother came in handy in keeping her concealed from the eyes of merchants and knights. Even common folk.

She carried the majority of her stolen food in one of her arms, leaving the other hand free to snatch at whatever she wanted. The young half-Kat smiled to herself, feeling quite proud of her exploits. When she thought she was done for the night, she saw a glint in the corner of her eye. A beautiful necklace. She scanned around the stall to look for anyone that would be likely to catch her, she saw no one. She quietly strolled up to the stall, again, snatching at the necklace with in a quick motion. Fortunately for her, the merchant was busy bargaining with a customer, too distracted to see her take the pricey looking piece of jewelry.