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Lots of casters. I'm going for an Aasimar fighter, because why not. Something about a non-casting guy in the middle of a whole bunch of casters that relies on pure skill sounds badass to me.
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In the middle of exams. Apologies to all RPs for the silence. Responses will come soon tho!
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Wildest thing I learned was that the Mistborn series is loosely tied with the Stormlight Archive in this incredible novel universe Sanderson is making.
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I think The Long Night was amazing. The Battle of Helm's Deep for GoT, and it pulled it off wonderfully.
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Yo! I'm Torack, you can call me Jay!
I've been RPing for a long, long time. I blame it on my overactive imagination, but it's a wonderful medium to put all these creative ideas into some sorta use. My favourite genre is fantasy. Straight up fantasy. It can be high fantasy, low fantasy, dark, modern. I love fantasy, grew up with it. I also like sci-fi, dystopian settings, etc.. Characterization and character driven stories are my favourite type of RPs, I like seeing them grow and change and the way characters react to completely shit and horrible situations. It's always a fun time.
Personally, my hobbies include reading, although recently the only types of reading I've been doing is from text books ffs. I like sports, any type of sport really, except soccer. My legs are way too clumsy for that sport. Music is something I love, R&B mostly, although I'll listen to mostly anything.
I also love pie. Pie is life, especially pecan pie. It's damn near traumatizing knowing that I haven't eaten any in like five years. Sad times.
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mr_noodlehair
I've been RPing for a long, long time. I blame it on my overactive imagination, but it's a wonderful medium to put all these creative ideas into some sorta use. My favourite genre is fantasy. Straight up fantasy. It can be high fantasy, low fantasy, dark, modern. I love fantasy, grew up with it. I also like sci-fi, dystopian settings, etc.. Characterization and character driven stories are my favourite type of RPs, I like seeing them grow and change and the way characters react to completely shit and horrible situations. It's always a fun time.
Personally, my hobbies include reading, although recently the only types of reading I've been doing is from text books ffs. I like sports, any type of sport really, except soccer. My legs are way too clumsy for that sport. Music is something I love, R&B mostly, although I'll listen to mostly anything.
I also love pie. Pie is life, especially pecan pie. It's damn near traumatizing knowing that I haven't eaten any in like five years. Sad times.
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Definitely dropping an interest on this!
Throwing my interest in this! Currently in the middle of exams, but those should be done within 2-3 weeks so yeah!
His emotionless draconic eyes stared at her as she spoke, the scales on his neck his neck and shoulders shifting and rippling ever so slightly. He'd seen her kind before, too many times in fact while he was still serving in the military. Individuals with rough pasts who were trying to prove themselves somehow, and her words that she could take care of herself was enough to know she was that type. Anyone worth their shit would know one alone person was weak, without brothers and sisters by their side they'd have no hope of making it through; there was strength in numbers, and her words spoke as if she was trying to convince herself just as well as him.
He gave her a nod and stepped back respectfully. There was a way to deal with those sorts, one learned many ways to deal with all sorts of people as a squad sergeant, to work with their strengths and weaknesses. With this woman, considering he wasn't at all her leader, he decided giving her space was perhaps the best way to her good graces; if they were going to be working together they needed at least some sort of mutual respect between them, even if they hated each other there had to be something that would prevent one from stabbing the other in the back. Respect was almost always that something.
Belgrax waited until she gave her documents then presented his to the guards.
He gave her a nod and stepped back respectfully. There was a way to deal with those sorts, one learned many ways to deal with all sorts of people as a squad sergeant, to work with their strengths and weaknesses. With this woman, considering he wasn't at all her leader, he decided giving her space was perhaps the best way to her good graces; if they were going to be working together they needed at least some sort of mutual respect between them, even if they hated each other there had to be something that would prevent one from stabbing the other in the back. Respect was almost always that something.
Belgrax waited until she gave her documents then presented his to the guards.
Sorry for the shitty post quality! Studies and shit got my brain fried because of exams lol. Still, I'll hopefully have better quality in my next post.
Lucivar DeLuxor
Dene Nehel
Lucivar closed his eyes, then looked at Tristan, the smile that was once on his face now gone and replaced with a deep frown. "I think I'll pass on that, dear friend," he said as he raised two fingers, a bloom of power flowing out of them towards the Prince and encompassing his form in an effort to constrict him, tightening and threatening to break him. Lucivar stood then, his frown turning to anger as he lifted another fingers to draw the dagger the assassin held and looked at him, his eyes promising death. "I tried to keep this civil, for your sake, assassin. But it seems you're too stupid to understand the notion of self preservation so allow me to spell out the gravity of your error. The fact you're still breathing is because I allow you to," he twisted the finger raised in his dirction that would cause his upper airways to collapse, then turned to Tristan, "As for you, it seems your retirement is at hand, Prince. Save yourself from this fool's fate and surrender this instant and I will make sure your imprisonment is at least somewhat humane.
A scowl came over Belgrax's face, and he was already vexed by that strange woman and now this man sought to insult them too. It was a good thing, he thought, that the man slipped and fell; it wouldn't do to go and kill the local populace out of anger when he was needed for some strange job by the noble. At the mention of his name he looked over to Eldon and sighed, his face darkening even more. "I suppose a bet is a bet," he said pulling out all of his gold and handing it to him. He grinned suddenly, baring his sharp teeth to the world. "Well, I'm done messing about around here. Gentlemen, it has truly been an honour drinking with you. Who knew nobles could be so interesting."
He gave a mock bow and shoved the pack carrier away before walking off towards the remainder of the city towards Esperglow where he saw the strange woman from before talking to a guard. His eyes widened for a moment, was she trying to get him arrested? For insulting her? It couldn't be, no one would go to castle guards for something so little. But then... it him then and his black scales lightened a bit. He stomped forward, making his way beside the strange woman and pulled his document from a belt pouch.
"It seems fate intends on making my life miserable this day," he said to her while looking at the guard. "I suppose you're here too at the behest of the Esperglows?"
He gave a mock bow and shoved the pack carrier away before walking off towards the remainder of the city towards Esperglow where he saw the strange woman from before talking to a guard. His eyes widened for a moment, was she trying to get him arrested? For insulting her? It couldn't be, no one would go to castle guards for something so little. But then... it him then and his black scales lightened a bit. He stomped forward, making his way beside the strange woman and pulled his document from a belt pouch.
"It seems fate intends on making my life miserable this day," he said to her while looking at the guard. "I suppose you're here too at the behest of the Esperglows?"
I'll reply soon! I was literally just waiting for Rush to get a post in.
Lucivar DeLuxor
Dene Nehel
He opened the door and the scene inside was clearly something. He took a moment to let it all in, his face impassive, before walking deeper into the room and giving Tristan a small nod. He grabbed a chair and pulled it close to the Queen, his eyes finding the assassin's and never letting go as he sat down and leaned back, crossing his legs and interlacing his fingers over his lap.
He took a moment to look at the dagger a slight frown coming over him before his face went all pleasant again. "Would you please put that thing away?" he asked, a hand directed at the dagger. "And have a seat won't you, there's no need to be so crude. Let's talk like a pair of adults, you don't need to go putting your life at risk like this my dear fellow. Again, have a seat, please."
A chair came floating into the room and was set down a few feet in front of himself. "Would you like a drink? Some water? Wine?" A table floated inside along with a silver tray and several vintage bottles of wine accompanied by two glasses which all arranged themselves in between himself and the chair, all the while Lucivar was sitting calmly his hands still interlaced on his lap, looking up at the would be assassin expectantly.
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