Bardic inspiration is always a welcome thing in dire situations.
I'm sure you'll do fine.
I'm sure you'll do fine.
Searat
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STATUS: Can someone please lower Life's difficulty setting? 7 yrs ago
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Can someone please lower Life's difficulty setting?
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8 yrs ago
Pizza is a main course, but is also a pie. Therefore, I can eat pizza as my meal and have another pizza as my dessert.
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When I need a left sock, there is none. When I don't need one, there is a surplus. I think the world is toying with me.
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Sunny days are meant to be spent in a dark room surfing the net and watching series in netflix.
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Eating a stick of butter is not as fun as it sounds to be.
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Bio
I am Searat
Half sea, Half rat, All Aqueous Rodent.
My role playing career is something i consider as a hobby of some sort but as to how long i have been role playing, I would say that i have three to four years under my belt. (Though most of the times I was role playing, they were nothing as serious as this and were more of a means to relieve stress with my friends or test out ideas that came to mind with them.)
As for my preferences to genres of role play, I would have no biases nor specific preferences to any genre and would be able to adapt to the genre as best I can when placed into it.
Some of my hobbies consist of: playing games, surfing the web, walking, bowling, darts, and cooking. I sometimes write and draw things but not as much to consider it to be a serious hobby.
Half sea, Half rat, All Aqueous Rodent.
My role playing career is something i consider as a hobby of some sort but as to how long i have been role playing, I would say that i have three to four years under my belt. (Though most of the times I was role playing, they were nothing as serious as this and were more of a means to relieve stress with my friends or test out ideas that came to mind with them.)
As for my preferences to genres of role play, I would have no biases nor specific preferences to any genre and would be able to adapt to the genre as best I can when placed into it.
Some of my hobbies consist of: playing games, surfing the web, walking, bowling, darts, and cooking. I sometimes write and draw things but not as much to consider it to be a serious hobby.
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@Tangletail
I do believe so.
You have to pass a CS by Lucius before anything though. Also, take note that home-brew classes are allowed but need to be balanced.
I do believe so.
You have to pass a CS by Lucius before anything though. Also, take note that home-brew classes are allowed but need to be balanced.
@Phantomlink959 @LightningMaiden @KatherinWinter @Blueflame
Richard walked through the scarcely populated hallways of the main building of the bureau. Upon reaching his last turn in the corridor he was met by the rest by the other agents. He could have arrived earlier than most but the vending machine in the dorms was not the least bit cooperative, taking an excess of fifteen minutes just to get a couple bars of granola. "Good morning." He greets everyone with his usual friendly tone, even the shadow demon, before finishing his first bar of cereal and entering the elevator.
The golem woman was significantly delayed by the efforts of her handler. She insisted that the director was not someone to be left waiting, but she insisted fervently that being clothed was Astra's utmost priority before meeting with the team and the director. Astra sometimes found humans strange. None the less she arrives to the team and offers them her own brand of smile and greeting them with her usual monotone voice. Giving the elevator a quick once over, she quickly determines that the elevator was specialized to carry individuals heavier than the average human. Stepping in, the lack of the alarm affirmed her findings to be true.
Richard walked through the scarcely populated hallways of the main building of the bureau. Upon reaching his last turn in the corridor he was met by the rest by the other agents. He could have arrived earlier than most but the vending machine in the dorms was not the least bit cooperative, taking an excess of fifteen minutes just to get a couple bars of granola. "Good morning." He greets everyone with his usual friendly tone, even the shadow demon, before finishing his first bar of cereal and entering the elevator.
The golem woman was significantly delayed by the efforts of her handler. She insisted that the director was not someone to be left waiting, but she insisted fervently that being clothed was Astra's utmost priority before meeting with the team and the director. Astra sometimes found humans strange. None the less she arrives to the team and offers them her own brand of smile and greeting them with her usual monotone voice. Giving the elevator a quick once over, she quickly determines that the elevator was specialized to carry individuals heavier than the average human. Stepping in, the lack of the alarm affirmed her findings to be true.
@Riaxh @rush99999 @Duthguy @Lucius Cypher
Roy sat down quietly on a pew, resting but keeping an alert in this state of rest. The dragonborn had healed his wounds and greatly eased his pains. It was not necessary for the paladin to do so, but the gesture enough was well appreciated by the musketeer. The storm raged on outside, he couldn't help but entertain his thoughts regarding the cure for the curse that afflicted him and many others. Thinking if it were enough for all of them to be able to rid themselves of the curse or even if there was a panacea for their seemingly incurable malady, hidden within the ruins. He shook his head side to side to clear his mind of such doubts, he could not fail. His thoughts then wandered to his beloved and his soon to be child. A faint smile crept onto his face as he imagined how his son or daughter would feel in his arms.
Dawn soon reared is face and soon Roy was preparing his breakfast, unsure as to how long until they were to locate a stable food and water source, Roy opts to eat his rations in halves and drinking sips from his water skin. He then heard the paladin suggesting their next move. "I agree with you, paladin. Though when before I met up with you three, I noticed that there were bodies of both commoner and adventurer that littered the ruins. The idea of a lone adventurer thriving here may be a long shot, but not out of the realm of possibility."
Roy sat down quietly on a pew, resting but keeping an alert in this state of rest. The dragonborn had healed his wounds and greatly eased his pains. It was not necessary for the paladin to do so, but the gesture enough was well appreciated by the musketeer. The storm raged on outside, he couldn't help but entertain his thoughts regarding the cure for the curse that afflicted him and many others. Thinking if it were enough for all of them to be able to rid themselves of the curse or even if there was a panacea for their seemingly incurable malady, hidden within the ruins. He shook his head side to side to clear his mind of such doubts, he could not fail. His thoughts then wandered to his beloved and his soon to be child. A faint smile crept onto his face as he imagined how his son or daughter would feel in his arms.
Dawn soon reared is face and soon Roy was preparing his breakfast, unsure as to how long until they were to locate a stable food and water source, Roy opts to eat his rations in halves and drinking sips from his water skin. He then heard the paladin suggesting their next move. "I agree with you, paladin. Though when before I met up with you three, I noticed that there were bodies of both commoner and adventurer that littered the ruins. The idea of a lone adventurer thriving here may be a long shot, but not out of the realm of possibility."
@Lucius Cypher
Ethan wanted to express further distaste regarding the annoyed looks that he was given but held his tongue for the sake of keeping things polite in front of the chief. The young man let out a dismissive huff as if to resign to the fate of being hated but also to signify to the militia that their gazes and threats will no longer find purchase. He opted to focus on the message meant for his employer put the parcel within the safety of his durable pack. "Believe me, ser. I am not mad enough to face bandits alone...though you might call me mad for proceeding with my task. I thank you for your concern, ser, but leaving things half done is something that does not sit well with me. I was raised better than that." He secures his pack and small satchel on his person and draws out a single torch with one hand and holding his walking stick tightly with his other. "May it gain mockery or respect, I am simply not the kind of man to leave tasks and jobs unfinished." He gives the chief a curt but polite bow before bidding him fare well.
Ethan then begins walking to the last town at a steady but brisk pace. Doing his best to keep to the trail and avoid any unnecessary confrontations.
Ethan wanted to express further distaste regarding the annoyed looks that he was given but held his tongue for the sake of keeping things polite in front of the chief. The young man let out a dismissive huff as if to resign to the fate of being hated but also to signify to the militia that their gazes and threats will no longer find purchase. He opted to focus on the message meant for his employer put the parcel within the safety of his durable pack. "Believe me, ser. I am not mad enough to face bandits alone...though you might call me mad for proceeding with my task. I thank you for your concern, ser, but leaving things half done is something that does not sit well with me. I was raised better than that." He secures his pack and small satchel on his person and draws out a single torch with one hand and holding his walking stick tightly with his other. "May it gain mockery or respect, I am simply not the kind of man to leave tasks and jobs unfinished." He gives the chief a curt but polite bow before bidding him fare well.
Ethan then begins walking to the last town at a steady but brisk pace. Doing his best to keep to the trail and avoid any unnecessary confrontations.
@Riaxh
Ill take the last watch. Roy can easily function with 6 hours of sleep.
Ill take the last watch. Roy can easily function with 6 hours of sleep.
@Zeroth@King Cosmos@SilverPaw@Guy0fV4lor@floodtalon@Gardevoiran@ReusableSword@Old Amsterdam@Duthguy
The all too familiar metallic taste of blood filled Ed's mouth as he sank his teeth into the goblin's vulnerable calf. As if driven by instinct he set his sharp claws to work upon her calf or her ankle. The already physically powerful attacks were even further enhanced by the passive [Stronger] skill. The tough muscle and sinew of her leg gave way with terrifying ease with every bite and slash he delivered to her as the young dire rat brutally savaged the female goblin. Whether or not he was able to sever the tendon mattered little now, the barbaric and almost animalistic manner he had torn into her calf and ankle gave her little hope of standing up again; what more the option to escape. As soon as he tasted the blood of his target, the feeling of the animalistic rage filled his being. A system message popped into his head while the goblin girl was contesting against Asteria's mother.
Ed could feel his facial muscles twist and contort into a twisted, gore filled grin. His most powerful ability was at the ready at a whim. The hairs on his back suddenly stood on end as he suddenly felt a wave of killing intent, glancing behind him. His eyes widened as he saw the brawny goblin readying a spear to impale him. Time seemed to slow in Ed's perspective as he was just anticipating the pain that he was surely going to be in. Ed could swear that he saw the brawny goblin's grin widen as he could see the distinct fear in his eyes. That grin was easily wiped from his face, along with the rest of his body, as Asura came rolling in and plowed into him. A sense of deja vu struck Ed suddenly. A blur of a slimy mass. Palpable shock. The sound of a body being crushed under tremendous weight and force. The feeling was all to familiar to the young dire rat. Though now was not the time to reminisce.
Jason had latched onto the female goblin and grappled her. That seemed to be the final nail to the coffin of the female goblin and Ed was sure that this was the end for the female goblin. Satisfied with the result, he disengages from combat and heads straight to the direction where he could see the massive figure of Rattleskull. Slinking back into the shadows, he sneaks behind of his figure. Once he was sure that he was too distracted by fighting his allies, he breaks to a sprint. 'Activate [ Rabid Fit I ]!' Ed thought to himself to activate his skill. Blood quickening, eyes blurring slightly, and ferocity increased tenfold...and he was in full control of his actions. Ed used his enhanced strength combined with his innate strength to launch himself to the bastard's exposed back; intending to carve a path of carnage all the way up to his face and throat, hoping to blind and maim.
The all too familiar metallic taste of blood filled Ed's mouth as he sank his teeth into the goblin's vulnerable calf. As if driven by instinct he set his sharp claws to work upon her calf or her ankle. The already physically powerful attacks were even further enhanced by the passive [Stronger] skill. The tough muscle and sinew of her leg gave way with terrifying ease with every bite and slash he delivered to her as the young dire rat brutally savaged the female goblin. Whether or not he was able to sever the tendon mattered little now, the barbaric and almost animalistic manner he had torn into her calf and ankle gave her little hope of standing up again; what more the option to escape. As soon as he tasted the blood of his target, the feeling of the animalistic rage filled his being. A system message popped into his head while the goblin girl was contesting against Asteria's mother.
Skill Activated: Rabid Fit I!
You have previously gained this skill. Conditions have been met to activate it. It is not currently active.
Fly into a mindless rage, and destroy the enemy! A sudden burst of fury grants you increased strength and damage, but you’ll become more vulnerable to damage yourself.
Ed could feel his facial muscles twist and contort into a twisted, gore filled grin. His most powerful ability was at the ready at a whim. The hairs on his back suddenly stood on end as he suddenly felt a wave of killing intent, glancing behind him. His eyes widened as he saw the brawny goblin readying a spear to impale him. Time seemed to slow in Ed's perspective as he was just anticipating the pain that he was surely going to be in. Ed could swear that he saw the brawny goblin's grin widen as he could see the distinct fear in his eyes. That grin was easily wiped from his face, along with the rest of his body, as Asura came rolling in and plowed into him. A sense of deja vu struck Ed suddenly. A blur of a slimy mass. Palpable shock. The sound of a body being crushed under tremendous weight and force. The feeling was all to familiar to the young dire rat. Though now was not the time to reminisce.
Jason had latched onto the female goblin and grappled her. That seemed to be the final nail to the coffin of the female goblin and Ed was sure that this was the end for the female goblin. Satisfied with the result, he disengages from combat and heads straight to the direction where he could see the massive figure of Rattleskull. Slinking back into the shadows, he sneaks behind of his figure. Once he was sure that he was too distracted by fighting his allies, he breaks to a sprint. 'Activate [ Rabid Fit I ]!' Ed thought to himself to activate his skill. Blood quickening, eyes blurring slightly, and ferocity increased tenfold...and he was in full control of his actions. Ed used his enhanced strength combined with his innate strength to launch himself to the bastard's exposed back; intending to carve a path of carnage all the way up to his face and throat, hoping to blind and maim.
Thats crazy talk. I like it.
Something big enough to scare a large group of troglodytes is bound to be bad news.
@Melting Point
I'm not sure if its 100% accurate, but we basically had to track down a shadow demon named Mason/Shadow but things didn't go as planned and things went south real quick. BOSA had to send a special clean up crew to fix said screw up and we all had to deal with the fallout. Fast forward a team building exercise we are more coordinated than ever and now about to go to our next assignments and cases.
I'm not sure if its 100% accurate, but we basically had to track down a shadow demon named Mason/Shadow but things didn't go as planned and things went south real quick. BOSA had to send a special clean up crew to fix said screw up and we all had to deal with the fallout. Fast forward a team building exercise we are more coordinated than ever and now about to go to our next assignments and cases.
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