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5 yrs ago
Current Can someone please lower Life's difficulty setting?
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5 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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6 yrs ago
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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6 yrs ago
Sunny days are meant to be spent in a dark room surfing the net and watching series in netflix.
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6 yrs ago
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.

Most Recent Posts

@rush99999
Is Angus familiar with firearms or at the very least black/gun powder?
If so, he would likely know it would make a loud noise.

Roy nodded to the paladin as he went to investigate the form of the mystery read head along with the kobold girl. He takes a hold of his musket strapped to the side of his pack. Firearms were still a relatively recent discovery in the world, dwarves only sharing the means to create and use weapons in the last century to their human allies. Briston was one of the scant few countries that were both close to their dwarven neighbors and had the population with the aptitude to learn the means and techniques and improve upon them. The firearms produced in Briston is known far and wide for their high quality. Durable yet does not compromise it's light weight. Roy's pistol and musket were no exception.

Loading the rifle and taking a vantage point that overlooks the duo but not being too far from the main party. He then levels the musket's stock to his shoulder, and takes easy and relaxed breaths as he prepares to react at a moments notice. "For King and Queen, may my aim be true..."

@Raining@KatherinWinter

"Worry not, Essie. Glamour spells are quite resilient, though if that would be an issue to you, I will obtain spare spell sheets." The golem woman then leaves Essie and moves back to the car to obtain spare scrolls. "Feel free to obtain any spare equipment and gear before we leave to rendezvous with Griffin." Astra states to Essie while she tucks away three spare scroll sheets and keeps a look out for any curious civilians.
Understood.
@Lucius Cypher

The sight horrified the young man. Never had he in his whole life seen such a terrifying thing as this grotesque parody of life. Placing a hand over his nose and mouth, Ethan tries to stop himself from breathing in the terrible smell that the undead emanated. Ethan deliberately makes his movements slow and discreet, knowing that a mistake now could very well be his last. The moon had already shown itself in the peaceful night sky and sun had long gone. He knew that there was no chance of him getting to the last town on time for him to board the last boat, but the more pressing matter of being eaten alive was a larger concern to the man. Though if things were to turn for the worse, Ethan readied himself to push his body beyond its limits and sprint all the way to the last town.



@Kazemitsu @Duthguy @Guy0fV4lor @Zeroth
The young dire rat observed the conversation between the slimes and the goblins. Ed was rather amazed by the fact that Jason had managed to salvage the situation, considering how bad things were going when he had left them. He was not too keen on the idea of helping the creatures that were actively trying to hunt and kill them a number of hours ago. But in this world, they needed as much help as they can to survive. Even from former enemies. Slowly, he approaches Jason and makes his appearance to the goblins present. Doing his best to keep alert keep weary of the goblins, but not display any signs of aggression that may affect the success of Jason's words to bring the goblins to their side.

Finally close enough to the mage slime, he whispers to him. "Jason, I hate them for their attempts to kill us. But if you think they could help deal with the problems we have, I am at least willing to cooperate with them." A sigh escapes the dire rat's mouth as he keeps his gaze upon the goblins and sneers. "I do hope this would not bite us on the ass when the time comes."



@Phantomlink959
The man let the dijin off his shoulders and back onto the ground. The worst case scenario was at hand and the two were dealing with an experienced necromancer or, God forbid, an actual lich. "Christ almighty. Why would an experienced necromancer or lich choose this place? If they wanted to amass an army of undead, there were far larger cemeteries near the city outskirts." The man tried to find reason to this act when he saw a stumbling figure fifty meters away from their position. Not breaking eye contact with the figure, he gently taps his hand on Argus' arm. "Argus, I think I found our first zombie..." The man then draws his runed truncheon, ready to engage.
@Phantomlink959
The man smirks at the faux complaint of the dijin. The man then walks near the pillar-esque gravestone and mutters a quiet apology to the owner before going to a knee and nodding to his partner that he was ready to boost him up. The dijin had mentioned that he wasn't that heavy and Richard took note that he ought not to put too much power behind the upward force. Lest he send his partner flying a short distance.
Ed knew this was just one unfortunate event after another coalescing to this massive fuck up. Ed was upset, no he was livid, on how badly things were going. This was similar the time on his first day when Asteria's sister bit that wisp out of nowhere when she felt threatened by it, a simple yet catastrophic miscommunication that led to a massive mess he was unsure that could be fixed. Though, it mattered little now, the wisp and the cocoon it carried was gone and Jason was hell bent on slaughtering the goblins and from what he could infer at the time, the wisp.

He knew that the mage slime was fighting against the goblins when he had run off to demand answers and decided to head back to him. Ed take advantage of his camouflage combined with his [Muffle I] skill to keep his approach as quiet as possible. He could feel his body at the brink of collapse, bruises and scratches littered his body. The acid burn he sustained to his leg still sent dull throbs of pain. If they were still fighting, he couldn't afford any of his opponents to notice him before he could attack. Though what he saw shocked the young dire rat. There was no fight going on, but rather a sane and level minded Jason attempting to convince the scared goblin to his side. He was not alone, Asura and his mother were there dealing with the other goblins. Things were peaceful now, but for how long? Sneaking closer to the group, Ed stuck to the shadows and kept an eye on both the scared goblin with the wounded leg and the ones Asura and his mother were dealing with. Analyzing and observing their movements for any sign of aggression to any of his allies, ready to pounce out of the shadows and attack the scared goblin's vulnerable back.



@Phantomlink959
"I was hoping it was just an odd wild magic surge...Oh well. Lets go find this necromancer's trail." Richard said while drawing out his runed truncheon. Approaching the pillar like tomb, he had second thoughts regarding the usage of this person's memorial as an improvised ladder. He turns to face his partner and suggests something. "Rather than desecrating the gravestone, how about we use it as a balance but you just stand on my shoulders? I am pretty tall and quite strong."
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