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Jigokuraku Academy

@ERode [Zone 4]

Unfortunately there was one thing Hiroki didn't plan for, nor could it be prepared for. Luck Hearing the wails of the damned to the left, to the right, behind him, and far off in the distance, he sadly didn't have much to go on in this little scrap of woodland. He cursed under his breath. He surveyed his surroundings and got a mix of aggravation and alarm. The torn up dummies was meant to be a scare tactic, but again, he wasn't effected by some toys broken on the ground. He could quite get what the stones were, they seemed to be something that just didn't fit. The fact that he was alone, in a place where there was only desolation and some creepy music did not make him feel safe.

And then he heard it, mixing with the music. A single dummy, not dead, hurt but not dead. A point, right there, a single lone point waiting for rescue. Hiroki however didn't like it. This whole thing felt like some kind of trap. Maybe there was a villain here and while he relished in the fact that he could do battle and get an early lead, he was not happy with the fact that the villain would know the area, pick their environment, set up a single dummy for someone to rescue, and use that creepy music to help them better sneak up in this fog. He was disadvantaged and he knew it.

Hiroki considered leaving, but he'd just waste time moving on. He had to atleast get his score going. One point was one point. Maybe he could swing left, grab another dummy or two on the way back to the bus. It was one thing getting a victim, they still had to get back to the bus with it, he hoped the dummies weren't too heavy. Still best way to get that dummy. He prepared a jump, a minor one, one only enough to get him to the tree. Landing low, he listened, looked at where he disturbed the myst with his wind. Once getting the dummy, he would be prepared to move, atleast trying to get clear of the tree line. It wasn't as bad as indoors but trees and forests could be tricky to manuever, especially when he couldn't see the branches in the mist.

Cautiously, he grabbed the dummy's hand and fire man carried it over his shoulder and then prepared to exit. Best to save a 'civilian' before a fight anyway.

[Hiroki Action: Retrieve Dummy, Prepare to move to Area 1]

A Guild Adventure: An RP with Monster Girls! (ENDED)

@Restalaan

Dont rush on my account. I know what that feels like. Hope things improve.

A Guild Adventure: An RP with Monster Girls! (ENDED)

Waiting to see if Yang and Morgan had anything from my last post before I can.

Wanted: dnd 5e fantasy romp with allowed homebrew

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Discords UP

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Across the Continuum

@RumikoOhara

So I'm getting a Quantum Leap Vibe. Emily hops into a universe, the power putting her close by to someone that is not only in need (Second chance) but her age (17-21), and will have a positive disposition to her (emanates affection for Emily)

The setting of the universe can vary greatly.

Across the Continuum

I might be missing something but what is the partner's role in this story? Are they the narrator for emily or that 'M Siege' thing mentioned? And what is it exactly, a power attached to her shield? I'm trying to wrap my head around it.

The World Unravelled- A God RP

Guildsman, The Trader of Coin

The Guise of the Tradesman

The Guise of the Merchant

The Guise of the Gambler

Name:

Guildsman "The Trader of Coin" "The Golden Mask" "The Merchant Lord" "Counter of Greed" "Boss of the Gilded Pit"

Gender: Male

Major Domains: Trade, Connection

Minor Domains: Bureaucracy, Order, Vice, Greed, Languages, Journey, Craftsmen, Commerce, Earth, Water

Opposing Domains: Death, Chaos, Nature

Appearance:
The Guise of the Trademan
A wanderer made of copper, swathed in golden threaded robes, and wearing the mask of a million faces. He can unfurl his robe and show anything from the Vault, and it always contains what the buyer truly desires and needs, often times before she even knows it. The price depends upon the good or service. Often times, thieves believe they can rob wanderer. He doesnt make a fuss, and usually gives over his robe. When the thief reaches into one of the many pockets, they find that they cannot pull their hand back out. They can only trap themselves in further. Their hand, their arm, belongs to the trader, and they'll have to pay to get it back out. One must wonder what the price of their own hand might be. The tradesman embodies the journeys that commerce must travel and the work that must be put in to provide goods for profit. It is this guise that his worshippers pray to for wealth or desires, as often to get them, something must be paid, even if its just precious few seconds of a mortal's life and the consequences to be paid later.

The Guise of the Merchant
A man, old, worldly shrewd but powerful, sits at the negotiation table. He is so rich, so proudly dressed that he is akin to a king and acts as such. He will offer refreshments and pleasantries until all parties are ready to get down to buisness. As always he negotiates and brokers the deals, acting as advisor, diplomat, and swindler. This guise deals in the aspects of commerce, the production of goods, the acquisition of wealth, and the social connections that people engage in. It is this guise that his worshipers pray to when bartering, calling upon his name to honor the agreement between all parties. It's said that those who break their agreements suffer ruin.

The Guise of the Gambler
Despite spitting up his greed, it left a hole in his stomach that demanded to be filled, and so greed came back, greed for money, greed for joys, greed for experiences, for thrills, for chills, for vice! The Gambler resembles a bloated anthromorphic frog monster that frequents the casinos, drug dens, and pleasure palaces of the world. Mortals do not recognize him as such, seeing a fat rich man that brings only envy and disgust to onlookers but the frog commands the room, demanding all of the petty pleasures they have to offer. This guise deals with the power and corruption that money and power can bring. It's indulgence and self agrandizing pleasure made manifest. He is the patron of gamblers, those that want to get rich without work or skill.

Core Appearance:

One Coin Among Billions

Personality:

Likes: Innovation, Risk, Vice, Industry, Travel, Law, Patterns, Efficiency, Intrigues, Politics, Luxuries, Perseverance, People, Discussions and Debates, Frogs, Banks, Casinos, The Color Yellow

Dislikes: The Dead, Charity, Disasters, Chaos, Barbarism, Resources Untapped, Thieves, Mosquitoes

Relationships: Coming soon

Allegiances: The Guildsman requires systems be put in place and thus stands for order. Everything in their proper place and the wheels of progress and industry always continuing to move forward.

As for becoming king of the gods, it is not something he actively is seeking for himself having a set place in the pantheon. He's aware of the battle for the throne, and is willing to support whomever offers him the best case, but he will make sure that whoever is chosen as king is deeply and hopelessly, indebted to him.

Domain:

The Vault

The door remains open, unlocked, unguarded, welcoming those in with the treasures both material and esoteric. From the door way, it appears that the vault is without end, a world of gold, jewels, and palaces, with air of dreams and perfumes, and waters of impossibly addicting wine and spirits and liquid love. Take one more step though, and you will never leave. Not without making a deal.

To enter The Vault is to become part of it. And to be The Vault means you are owned by Guildsman, another good to be bartered with.

Peoples: Merchants

Avatar and Anathema:

Avatar: Enki, She that Hungers

Enki, She that Hungers
Is the personification of the Guildsman Greed. Once he wanted it all, claiming entire worlds as part of his goods, when the other gods came to him for an intervention. Losing himself to vice, he gathered all of his desire into his stomach. It was so much that the god vomited a toad. The toad began to eat, and eat, and eat. Growing bigger and bigger and there seems no end. Enki's size is tided to the economies of the worlds Guildsman oversees. When it thrives, she can be the size of continents and moons. When it wanes, she will waste away, shrinking in size, but becoming far more dangerous as her appetite sends her into unstoppable rages. Her stomach leads directly to the Vault, and she has swallowed deities before.

Anathema: Little Brown Book

Guildsman's Ledger
Guildsman has meticulous kept track of every transaction. Ever. And he pays particular attention to the favors he owes, and what gods owe him. In fact, whenever he or anything within his domain does anything that benefits another god, he adds it to his book, and so over the millenia, he has amassed countless favors on his fellow divinities and most do not even know it. When one god actively opposes him, threatening his life, he opens his little book and calls in their debts. Woe be to those who welsh on their debts to the god of trade. They might try to strike him down, but in doing so, cut swaths away of their own domain as payment in doing so until they are left penniless and without prayer, then power is paid, then memories. Yes, they may strike down Guildsman, but their victory would be a hollow one, as they turn and realize they are now the god of nothing. And what kind of god is that really?

Misc: The Guildsman has been described as generally cordial, if a little cold and calculating. He's also very helpful, but its not for his generous nature.

The Infinite Railroad [A Wild West Fantasy] <Not Enough Water, Railroad is closed, sorry folks>

I think I might make a water prospector instead. Someone that searches the wastes and follows the signs for watering wells. A bit of a scientist type. Maybe some doctoring. I'll try to work on it tomorrow.

The Infinite Railroad [A Wild West Fantasy] <Not Enough Water, Railroad is closed, sorry folks>

@Reflection

Neato. Let me think about it and see if theres another role. But it would be interesting since my guy would be more of preaching peace cooperation and forgiveness. The face of probably a less action oriented view on religion.

The Infinite Railroad [A Wild West Fantasy] <Not Enough Water, Railroad is closed, sorry folks>

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I kind of like this for a concept.

Hes a preacher, for going guns to speak the words of peace, of unity, of god. A mountain of a man who services the church cars of a train, speaking the gospel. Naturally he has had a horrible backstory of a gruesome train robber himself and so he must be armed with a rail hammer, ready for when his past comes back to claim its price in blood. Seeking redemption he lives a life of piety and offers care and protection to his flocks.

He might have a son he travels with to add another layer of depth.