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Tybalt Capulet Member
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STATUS: Anyone out there trying to write about some sad cowboys and cowgirls? I love me some western, and god is it tricky to find. 4 yrs ago
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- Tybalt Capulet 7 yrs ago
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Anyone out there trying to write about some sad cowboys and cowgirls? I love me some western, and god is it tricky to find.
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6 yrs ago
I've started book 2 of my trilogy! Thanks to those who beta-read the first one for me!
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6 yrs ago
First DnD session went awesomely! My players loved it, and a dragonborn was nearly killed by a bugbear.
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6 yrs ago
Starting up DMing my first campaign this weekend!
6 yrs ago
50,033 words written! I finished NaNoWriMo!
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Bio
Heyo! I'm Tybalt, and I'm an alcoholic...
Shoot, I think I'm doing this wrong. Y'know what, I'mma just throw up a character sheet for myself, y'all know how to read those.
Name: Tybalt
Species: Human. But, like, kinda Hobbit, too?
Age: 24
Rank: Peasant, probably.
Personality: Hard to nail down since I'm the one writing it, but I'm a type three on the Enneagram if that's worth anything.
Description: Two arms, two legs, a head, no feathers.
Abilities: Casual to advanced writing. I love a good advanced, but it's gotta be engaging as well as deep. Advanced is an investment, so I rarely keep up with more than one at a time.
Likes: Pirates, Knights, Cowboys, and everything in-between. I don't mind a good romance, but I'm just as happy to have a bro-tp as an otp. I also love anything by Brandon Sanderson, so if we've got some other fans out there, hit me up in the pm's.
Dislikes: This is less a dislike than a personal failing, but I tend to over-commit to too many stories, then not respond very quickly. You have been warned, I guess.
Shoot, I think I'm doing this wrong. Y'know what, I'mma just throw up a character sheet for myself, y'all know how to read those.
Name: Tybalt
Species: Human. But, like, kinda Hobbit, too?
Age: 24
Rank: Peasant, probably.
Personality: Hard to nail down since I'm the one writing it, but I'm a type three on the Enneagram if that's worth anything.
Description: Two arms, two legs, a head, no feathers.
Abilities: Casual to advanced writing. I love a good advanced, but it's gotta be engaging as well as deep. Advanced is an investment, so I rarely keep up with more than one at a time.
Likes: Pirates, Knights, Cowboys, and everything in-between. I don't mind a good romance, but I'm just as happy to have a bro-tp as an otp. I also love anything by Brandon Sanderson, so if we've got some other fans out there, hit me up in the pm's.
Dislikes: This is less a dislike than a personal failing, but I tend to over-commit to too many stories, then not respond very quickly. You have been warned, I guess.
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Aster nervously shook her head, glancing away from the dealer. "Oh, nothing for me, thank you. I should be alright for a while now. I've got my katana, and it seems solid for the moment." She stuck close to Alisea, largely unsure of how she felt about Reylan. He seemed nice enough, but then, he was also someone new, and she had never been big on that characteristic. Not that it mattered; she would have to push down all of that difficulty and just forge onward. Heh. Forge. She smiled to herself, then remembered something she'd been considering.
"Umm, Alisea? No hurry or anything, but I think I'm going to go check out the textile merchant over there. I'll be right back, though. I just want to grab something real quick." With that, she hurried off, and after a few rushed steps, came to a little stall with a colorful sign advertising the sale of cloth and related accessories. Aster spoke quietly to the NPC running the shop, a nimble-fingered man of at least 60 years, then handed over a few low-denomination coins and accepted a strip of silvery-white cloth, bowing politely in thanks.
Her purchase stowed in a front pocket, she now felt more prepared. It wasn't much, but it wouldn't hurt to start developing a secret weapon. She didn't say anything upon her return, but rather simply rejoined the two other players as they continued onward.
"Umm, Alisea? No hurry or anything, but I think I'm going to go check out the textile merchant over there. I'll be right back, though. I just want to grab something real quick." With that, she hurried off, and after a few rushed steps, came to a little stall with a colorful sign advertising the sale of cloth and related accessories. Aster spoke quietly to the NPC running the shop, a nimble-fingered man of at least 60 years, then handed over a few low-denomination coins and accepted a strip of silvery-white cloth, bowing politely in thanks.
Her purchase stowed in a front pocket, she now felt more prepared. It wasn't much, but it wouldn't hurt to start developing a secret weapon. She didn't say anything upon her return, but rather simply rejoined the two other players as they continued onward.
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It's an Anchorman reference.
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@HueManThanks for being such a great GM, seriously. It makes such a difference.
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