You're an interesting species. An interesting mix. You're capable of such beautiful dreams, and such horrible nightmares. You feel so lost, so cut off, so alone, only you're not. See, in all our searching, the only thing we've found that makes the emptiness bearable, is each other. Thanks!
I'm going to start this RP tomorrow. From my first GM post, everyone has 1 week to do at least one post (can do more if you so wish). If everyone has posted at least once, I will post again. For those of you who haven't finished your character sheets, you have this week to finish them.
The old man with the lantern went left into the slippery down slope, so Gerard, the unofficial leader of his trio, just shrugged and followed after him. He knew all of their boots would resist the water, muddy, wet fields was a specialty of their farms. He found himself studying the walls, "I think other people have been here before, should be a good sign."
With Gerard out front, Thomas found himself a bit alone with Jasmine. They slogged through the water, and with a small eep, she cried out, losing her balance for just a second. He caught her hand and held onto it, helping to pull her along. And much to his enjoyment, she never pulled her hand back. "Wait, just a second." Looking back over her shoulder, a shout left her lungs, "You guys comin' with us or goin' the other way?"
The trio continued onward, until they slogged into the open chamber. Gerard caught the silver glint and moved toward it, rushing a bit to be the first to acquire it. Jasmine moved toward the dilapidated cart, more curious about it than thinking it was filled with treasure, pulling Thomas along. Dropping his hand, Jasmine peered over the remains, hoping to find anything of interesting, when a piercing, girlish scream echoed throughout the chamber, nearly making her jump out of her skin. Turning back toward the source, she saw Thomas flailing his arm, some sort of giant bug on it, the scream emanating from him. "Gerrof, gerrof gerrof gerrof!"
Eventually he was able to fling the bug away from him, now blushing profusely at his exceptionally manly reaction. He trudged toward Jasmine and the cart, "Find anyfing interestin' here?" pretending as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened. Jasmine was smiling, while Gerard was cackling his head off, now reaching down for the silver glint. "Not yet hun, but you can help me look."
Occupation: Slave, 0/GP day, expenses paid for by Asher
Appearance: Trix isn't considered classically beautiful, even by Ebonfort standards. She stands at 5'2" and is a bit thin, though not unhealthily so. Her head is adorned by long bundles of blonde locks. She can usually be found in a long, flowing skirt, or dress, depending on the weather as well as thick boots for trudging through her muddy farm.
Personality: Trix is a very kind person, treating anyone she meets with open arms and a friendly smile. She always goes out of her way to help people whenever she can. While she does believe in the justice system that Ebonfort and the Ebon Knights dispense, she dislikes violence.
History: Trix was raised in Ebonfort by her father, a doctor, Geralt, and her mother, Yennefer, a seamstress. They lived in the city proper, and were fairly well off, for her mother catered to the people rich and influential enough to live in the city, and her father worked exclusively for the Ebon Knights. They both taught their skills to their only daughter, but she took to her father's teachings more readily. When she came of age, instead of being married off, her father arranged for her to receive a loan from Ebonfort in order to open an herbalism shop in one of the outlying villages.
Eventually, Ruby Banks was chosen, and once the building was completed she moved right in and was readily accepted into the community. Since then, she's led a fairly simple life, minding her shop, getting to know the locals, and healing who she could. It was during this time, while she was mending an unconscious man's broken leg, that she found a lavender glowing coming from her hands, that seemed to "stick" to whatever she touched her hands to.
She'd heard the rumors of magic, and quickly feared persecution, either by the locals or the Ebon Knights, and kept her magic hidden. She's been practicing it in secret, slowly but surely finding a few practical uses for what she dubs as Shielding.
Dwarves are not trustworthy Animal Husbandry: Mountain Ridgebacks are good guard dogs Animal Husbandry: Consistency in commands and rewards is key when training Animal Husbandry: Must reinforce instinctive growling Contact: Rilana Aurorime' Rilana: From Frigmount Rilana: Her people are immune to the cold Rilana: Animal trainer Rilana: Friends with a gryphon Gryphons can be befriended Desire: To travel freely Magic: Shields can be broken Magic: Summoning a shield quickly Magic: Portals are Real Healing: No One Should Die Alone Healing: Triage, the Healer's Curse Healing: How to use a Tourniquet Healing: Being strong enough to cry later Recognized as a competant healer by Lord Knight Svarak Knowledge: Beast: Bandersnatch Knowledge: Magic: Songweaving Suspicion: Magic is as varied as the people who practice it Contact: Alya Eloen and her wolf Echo Contact: Gregory Whitehorn, the gargoyle with broken Common. Contact: Lieutenant Ebon Knight Vegarra, patient. Gargoyles: Too big to fit in my house Contact: Asher Asher: Is her master Asher: Is a Swordsmaster Asher: Is stronger than a Sergeant Contact: Shenzi Shenzi: Is a healer and teacher Knowledge: Ozlo is a Warlord Knowledge: There are more healer students under Shenzi Knowledge: She will not be a slave anymore if she bears a Screamer child or is married to a Screamer. Language: Knows how to say 'Thank you' in 'Screamerish' Herbalism: Plantain is a substitute for Elderberries Herbalism: Plantain is common in grassland Herbalism: Elderberries are not common in grassland Knowledge: Healing Magic Knowledge: Magical Tattoos Knowledge: Knowing what souls look like Location: Fat Barrel Inn Location: Azure Banks Contact: Captain Therin Contact: Strawberry the half-drow traveler
Possessions: Quantity | Item | Acquired | Value 1 | Artisan's Outfit, Herbalist's | Starting | 10gp 1 | Peasant's Outfit | Starting | 1gp 1 | Flora Medicina Tessanis* | RP Reward | Invaluable 1 | Herbalist's Toolkit | Remainder of Destroyed Shop and Home | No Set Price
*Flora Medicina Tessanis by Scriveriartas, an exhaustive botany text given to her as a gift from the woman who lost her arm but ultimately lived. This tome will take at least two months to read, but once completed will earn the reader a +5 in either Herbalism or Medicine and a +5 in Botany. Further details about the history of this book can be learned during co-GM RP.
Creatures 1 Male Mountain Ridgeback, Remus 1 Female Mountain Ridgeback, Remilia *Both Ridgebacks will be adult age around Saffra, 302 DM
You're an interesting species. An interesting mix. You're capable of such beautiful dreams, and such horrible nightmares. You feel so lost, so cut off, so alone, only you're not. See, in all our searching, the only thing we've found that makes the emptiness bearable, is each other.
Thanks!
<div style="white-space:pre-wrap;">You're an interesting species. An interesting mix. You're capable of such beautiful dreams, and such horrible nightmares. You feel so lost, so cut off, so alone, only you're not. See, in all our searching, the only thing we've found that makes the emptiness bearable, is each other. <br>Thanks!</div>