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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.
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GM update: I'm still alive I promise. Tonight is my last night short for the rest of the year. As some of the older members know I get far less done when working night shifts. But no worries, I'll be all yours soon!
Few things to keep in mind!
The end of the season is coming up (jan 1st starts the new one). If your character rpd this season, they will incur seasonal expenses (there is a one time exemption for new characters that just joined and are only in a single GM run rp).
So if you want your character to be paid, and they have a job, make sure to have them performing that job to a decent degree in at least one story.
My Christmas break runs from Dec 22-jan 6, and during this time I'll be working to fill out much of the Lore/wiki. As suj I'll be hosting a fun little thing. During that time period, if you submit at least 1 fully written article (race/magic/'monster/whatever) you'll get 1 GM artifact attaced to one of your characters. Article must be approved in order to count.
For every full article after the first, you'll receive a drawing for another GM artifact.
GM artifacts can be used for one of 3 things (keep in mind these are OOC items).
1) one time use as a saving throw from anything (death, injury, loss of favorite blankie)
2) turn in with a completed story for enhanced rewards.
3) gain the chance to undertake a quest for a rare one of a kind item tailored to your character.
As always, leave questions, comments, and concerns!
Few things to keep in mind!
The end of the season is coming up (jan 1st starts the new one). If your character rpd this season, they will incur seasonal expenses (there is a one time exemption for new characters that just joined and are only in a single GM run rp).
So if you want your character to be paid, and they have a job, make sure to have them performing that job to a decent degree in at least one story.
My Christmas break runs from Dec 22-jan 6, and during this time I'll be working to fill out much of the Lore/wiki. As suj I'll be hosting a fun little thing. During that time period, if you submit at least 1 fully written article (race/magic/'monster/whatever) you'll get 1 GM artifact attaced to one of your characters. Article must be approved in order to count.
For every full article after the first, you'll receive a drawing for another GM artifact.
GM artifacts can be used for one of 3 things (keep in mind these are OOC items).
1) one time use as a saving throw from anything (death, injury, loss of favorite blankie)
2) turn in with a completed story for enhanced rewards.
3) gain the chance to undertake a quest for a rare one of a kind item tailored to your character.
As always, leave questions, comments, and concerns!
Birds of a Feather has started, featuring Leo and Temen!
Also...
Welcome @Isotope to the Ebonfort Family!
Also...
Welcome @Isotope to the Ebonfort Family!
@HylianRose - I hope for Raffey to run into Leo in there.
@Isotope - You do your thing, I'll reveal the location soon, just work on leadin up to it :P
@Isotope - You do your thing, I'll reveal the location soon, just work on leadin up to it :P
Starting Date and Time: 28th day of Ceruleo, 300 DM, 11th Stretch
Starting Location: The Bearded Clam pub, Scream Watch
CS URLs: Temen & Leona "Leo" Hartford & Raffey Silafin
Raffey was laughing uproariously in the middle of the Bearded Clam. It may have been early, but the drinking and fun had already begun. There was a crowd circled around something, and there was cheering going on. In the center of them all was a pair of dwarflings, half dwarves. They were just over three feet tall, and were in a very awkward position. Their long beards were tied together and they were staring daggers at each other.
The barkeep shouted over the ruckus, "Alright, start placing your bets. You can bet on Rakton with the red beard, or Lendin with the black beard. You may also place bets on the number of take downs, as well as anything else you heathens can think of!"
Raffey had already made up his mind, handing five golds to the barkeep, "Five on da ginja beard, tree takedowns." The barkeep deposited the money in his lockbox, and after a bit, shouted, "Alright! Bets are placed! Dwarflings ready! Three, two, one, pull!"
The two dwarflings planted their feet hard into the floor, and began leaning away from the other, attempting to pull the other out of a drawn circle on the floor, by the beard, only using their beards. They were grunting, their faces in pain. The gingerbeard dwarfling managed to pull the blackbeard down to his knees twice, two takedowns. Raffey was chugging his ale and cheering loudly, as the blackbeard looked to be about pulled into yet another takedown. However, it was a feint, he leaned forward suddenly, to throw the other off balance, before yanking hard away. The red bearded dwarfling was caught by surprise, flopped on his stomach and was dragged out of the circle. The black bearded dwarfling was victorious and Raffey lost his bet. A dagger was produced and the red beard was cut, releasing them.
But Raffey wasn't in poor spirits, sitting down at a random table, ale slopping around. He looked around the table, noting a few strangers, though he was sure was about to get to know them. "Y'all win any moneh?"
Starting Location: The Bearded Clam pub, Scream Watch
CS URLs: Temen & Leona "Leo" Hartford & Raffey Silafin
Raffey was laughing uproariously in the middle of the Bearded Clam. It may have been early, but the drinking and fun had already begun. There was a crowd circled around something, and there was cheering going on. In the center of them all was a pair of dwarflings, half dwarves. They were just over three feet tall, and were in a very awkward position. Their long beards were tied together and they were staring daggers at each other.
The barkeep shouted over the ruckus, "Alright, start placing your bets. You can bet on Rakton with the red beard, or Lendin with the black beard. You may also place bets on the number of take downs, as well as anything else you heathens can think of!"
Raffey had already made up his mind, handing five golds to the barkeep, "Five on da ginja beard, tree takedowns." The barkeep deposited the money in his lockbox, and after a bit, shouted, "Alright! Bets are placed! Dwarflings ready! Three, two, one, pull!"
The two dwarflings planted their feet hard into the floor, and began leaning away from the other, attempting to pull the other out of a drawn circle on the floor, by the beard, only using their beards. They were grunting, their faces in pain. The gingerbeard dwarfling managed to pull the blackbeard down to his knees twice, two takedowns. Raffey was chugging his ale and cheering loudly, as the blackbeard looked to be about pulled into yet another takedown. However, it was a feint, he leaned forward suddenly, to throw the other off balance, before yanking hard away. The red bearded dwarfling was caught by surprise, flopped on his stomach and was dragged out of the circle. The black bearded dwarfling was victorious and Raffey lost his bet. A dagger was produced and the red beard was cut, releasing them.
But Raffey wasn't in poor spirits, sitting down at a random table, ale slopping around. He looked around the table, noting a few strangers, though he was sure was about to get to know them. "Y'all win any moneh?"
A Badger in Sheep's Clothing - Has been started between Trix and Zenovia!
@Isotope - All seems in order save 1 minor detail. Change Spear Wielding to Weapon: Long Spear. Other than that, you're approved.
Starting Date and Time: 61st Day of Ceruleo, 300 DM, Early morning
Starting Location: Western Outskirts of Ruby Banks
CS URLs: Zenovia & Verissa Beatrix Greenlakes aka Trix
Trix awoke, stretching and turning between her covers. As usual, her feet were being warmed by her ever constant companion, Remus, while Remilia chose to sleep on the floor, next to her bed, between it and the door. Today was a big day, and she had much to do. Today was the Winter Moon Festival. The village had been preparing for easily a ten-day. Trix had claimed her spot early, having placed her table a few nights ago. It helped that her home was on the outskirts of town, she'd been able to see the preparations out her shop's window.
She slipped out from under her covers, feeling the chilly air creeping up her bare legs, leaving her shivering in her slip. The fire in her hearth was low, and she moved over to the small pile of wood she kept next to it. She set the logs in there, making a nice neat pile. Looking at her pups, smiling, "Let's go outside." Feet carrying her over the cold wood, she moved through her flat, into the shop, then back into her apothecary, feeling the rising sun stream through, warming her. Her apothecary smelled wonderful, filled with the many dried herbs, hanging from strings to the rafters, stacked on shelves, in various sacks and jars. She had no fresh plants, very few plants thrived the cold winters here. She had a few heartier ones out in the yard, mostly shrubs and bushes.
She opened her back door, and the pups led the way out. Leaving the door open, she let them go about their business as she relieved herself into her chamber pot as well. Trix made her way back outside, rubbing her bare arms against the chill. Her pups were doing their checking of their domain, sniffing their way along the fence line, and once satisfied, they returned to their mother. She knelt down, rubbing both their heads, "Good job you two, all safe now?"
They didn't respond, but she broadened her smile at them anyways. "Time to go pick up our orders." She went back in, and put on her slip and dress that she'd bought just for this festival, forgoing her standard boots for matching slippers. She slipped out the front of her shop, locking it behind her, the pups taking their spots, Remilia out in front with Remus at her side. Their first stop was by the local woodworker's shop, Phrenwig's Haul.
It was an impressive shop, built by the owner and his children, craftsman and lumberjacks from Green Fall. Two stories, and quite long, entirely handcrafted from the finest of hardwoods. She pushed her way through the door, her pups following her in, greeted by one of the owner's many children, a tall blonde boy that was obviously younger, but his body's muscles made it seem if he were older. But his age was given away as his voice cracked in his greeting, a flush filling in his cheeks, "Welcome Miss Greenlakes, doin' well today I hope?"
She smiled at the boy, "Yes, thank you Lucas."
"How might I help you today? I imagine it will be taken care of quickly, not a lot of work going on today anywhere."
"So I noticed, town is all moving westward, getting ready. I ordered a large cauldron, and I need a stand to hang it from, tall enough to build a fire under it, and maybe steps to get up to it."
The boy nodded at all this, "Should be easy enough, if you don't mind us using cheap wood, parts and labor will be fourteen golds."
Trix felt this was a bit high, "Seems a bit high for such a simple task. I could just ask Edoward to do it, and while it would be of lesser quality, it would get the job done. And its not like you're turning away customers today."
The boy looked a bit uncomfortable, he wasn't used to people negotiating the price. He stammered a bit, "I-- you--, okay. Twelve golds."
"My table is labeled, just pick a spot near it. Thank you Lucas. And have a lovely day." She turned on her heels, content with herself, "Let's go Remus, Remilia." She left the shop, making her way to the market, where she picked up her grocery order, one of the teamsters carrying her barrel of wine to her table. Lucas and his sister Vera were already setting up the stand, making quick work of the wood.
Shortly after, the cauldron she ordered arrived from the blacksmith's. The siblings had finished the stand, so the blacksmith hung it up for her, and he even dumped the barrel in too. She thanked him kindly, and soon found herself alone, not counting the pups, at her table. She went back to her shop, gathering her firewood in her arms, straining under the weight, wobbling as she carried it back. Once back at her table, she deposited the wood beneath the cauldron, wiping sweat from her brow. She laid out the rest of the ingredients on her table, the brandy, the fruit, the spices, the herbs she provided herself. Today, she was going to make mulled wine for the festival. It was just after the eighth stretch, and the festivities didn't start for two more stretches. More than enough time.
She bent down with her flint and steel, striking and striking, but not getting any of the sparks to catch, forgetting she had no tinder. She continued struggling, getting more and more frustrated by the passing slips.
Starting Location: Western Outskirts of Ruby Banks
CS URLs: Zenovia & Verissa Beatrix Greenlakes aka Trix
Trix awoke, stretching and turning between her covers. As usual, her feet were being warmed by her ever constant companion, Remus, while Remilia chose to sleep on the floor, next to her bed, between it and the door. Today was a big day, and she had much to do. Today was the Winter Moon Festival. The village had been preparing for easily a ten-day. Trix had claimed her spot early, having placed her table a few nights ago. It helped that her home was on the outskirts of town, she'd been able to see the preparations out her shop's window.
She slipped out from under her covers, feeling the chilly air creeping up her bare legs, leaving her shivering in her slip. The fire in her hearth was low, and she moved over to the small pile of wood she kept next to it. She set the logs in there, making a nice neat pile. Looking at her pups, smiling, "Let's go outside." Feet carrying her over the cold wood, she moved through her flat, into the shop, then back into her apothecary, feeling the rising sun stream through, warming her. Her apothecary smelled wonderful, filled with the many dried herbs, hanging from strings to the rafters, stacked on shelves, in various sacks and jars. She had no fresh plants, very few plants thrived the cold winters here. She had a few heartier ones out in the yard, mostly shrubs and bushes.
She opened her back door, and the pups led the way out. Leaving the door open, she let them go about their business as she relieved herself into her chamber pot as well. Trix made her way back outside, rubbing her bare arms against the chill. Her pups were doing their checking of their domain, sniffing their way along the fence line, and once satisfied, they returned to their mother. She knelt down, rubbing both their heads, "Good job you two, all safe now?"
They didn't respond, but she broadened her smile at them anyways. "Time to go pick up our orders." She went back in, and put on her slip and dress that she'd bought just for this festival, forgoing her standard boots for matching slippers. She slipped out the front of her shop, locking it behind her, the pups taking their spots, Remilia out in front with Remus at her side. Their first stop was by the local woodworker's shop, Phrenwig's Haul.
It was an impressive shop, built by the owner and his children, craftsman and lumberjacks from Green Fall. Two stories, and quite long, entirely handcrafted from the finest of hardwoods. She pushed her way through the door, her pups following her in, greeted by one of the owner's many children, a tall blonde boy that was obviously younger, but his body's muscles made it seem if he were older. But his age was given away as his voice cracked in his greeting, a flush filling in his cheeks, "Welcome Miss Greenlakes, doin' well today I hope?"
She smiled at the boy, "Yes, thank you Lucas."
"How might I help you today? I imagine it will be taken care of quickly, not a lot of work going on today anywhere."
"So I noticed, town is all moving westward, getting ready. I ordered a large cauldron, and I need a stand to hang it from, tall enough to build a fire under it, and maybe steps to get up to it."
The boy nodded at all this, "Should be easy enough, if you don't mind us using cheap wood, parts and labor will be fourteen golds."
Trix felt this was a bit high, "Seems a bit high for such a simple task. I could just ask Edoward to do it, and while it would be of lesser quality, it would get the job done. And its not like you're turning away customers today."
The boy looked a bit uncomfortable, he wasn't used to people negotiating the price. He stammered a bit, "I-- you--, okay. Twelve golds."
"My table is labeled, just pick a spot near it. Thank you Lucas. And have a lovely day." She turned on her heels, content with herself, "Let's go Remus, Remilia." She left the shop, making her way to the market, where she picked up her grocery order, one of the teamsters carrying her barrel of wine to her table. Lucas and his sister Vera were already setting up the stand, making quick work of the wood.
Shortly after, the cauldron she ordered arrived from the blacksmith's. The siblings had finished the stand, so the blacksmith hung it up for her, and he even dumped the barrel in too. She thanked him kindly, and soon found herself alone, not counting the pups, at her table. She went back to her shop, gathering her firewood in her arms, straining under the weight, wobbling as she carried it back. Once back at her table, she deposited the wood beneath the cauldron, wiping sweat from her brow. She laid out the rest of the ingredients on her table, the brandy, the fruit, the spices, the herbs she provided herself. Today, she was going to make mulled wine for the festival. It was just after the eighth stretch, and the festivities didn't start for two more stretches. More than enough time.
She bent down with her flint and steel, striking and striking, but not getting any of the sparks to catch, forgetting she had no tinder. She continued struggling, getting more and more frustrated by the passing slips.
The first few days passed without incident, as they followed the rocky, coniferous lined path, until it dwindled into the forest proper.
If you wish to fill the time in this RP, or do a separate one as a solo, or with the others, feel free.
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