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Low Fantasy RP - Payle

"Well, you're as persistent as I anticipated!" Borthric says, his delightment in his new task apparent. "Don't be alarmed if ya start feelin' nostalgic, cuz I'll give ya hell an' twice more, horned one!"
Borthric downs an enormous gulp from his oversized flagon, unflinching. He wipes the residue from the alcohol on his furry arm, then resumes a playful sneer at Brakes.
"You seem like quite the drinker - what was your name anyway? I'd like to have bragging rights and an extra something to discourage other fools who challenge me once I win. I'm sure it'll be quite something to a boaster's ear when 'e hears I've out-drunk the ale devil himself. That is, if you really are that renowned. Or, if you beat me - and yes, I'm acknowledging the possibility - I'll still have a story to tell, and I'll know who to rematch!" Borthric's luscious beard gets splattered with a few golden droplets as he downs his second mugfull.

Low Fantasy RP - Payle

A timid half-elf with a lean build looks in shock at the unfamiliar demon born race and the chaos it's caused. He steadies himself after a moment, then retreats from his quest of refilling his ale to his table where a group of more elves, half-elves, and dwarves sit around a bulbous brute that looks far too large to be dwarf. When the giant man slams his mug of beer on the table after roaring with laughter due to a joke, the half elf whispers something with a sly expression into the bear of a man's ear. In response, a large grin spreads across the bearded face belonging to the giant man. The man stands up from his table, beer still in hand, and walks over to the bar, chest extended to meet the teifling's gaze. He promptly shoves his mug toward the bartender, not breaking eye contact with the half demon.
"The name's Borthric," the bearish man bellows. "I've been to plenty of taverns, and won plenty more drinking challenges. An' I suppose any voice that boisterous deserves to be met with a competitor such as m'self, even if 'e be half devil. You boys can stop the fight. I'll have this fellow out-drunken in no time."
Borthric leans down, his thick brown beard inches from the teifling's blueish grey chin. He cracks his knuckles, intent upon teaching another foolish tavern-goer a lesson. "So, what'a ya say, hellchild? 'Ya ever been in a drinking contest with a Werebear?"

Low Fantasy RP - Payle

@MatausThank you!

Low Fantasy RP - Payle

Hey, I'm pretty new here, and I'm kinda just looking for a cool fantasy RP to join. This one does seem interesting.

The City in the Sea: New Anathagos [Fantasy politics! Intrigue! Sea Monsters! Pirates & More!]

Wow, where did this RP go? It says no one's done anything here for 3 years. What happened to it? I really like this concept, but I'm new to this site. I'd like to know if this is still running and/or if I can contribute to it.