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hell yaaa

wow... ok lets head off on your way to Stoneshire you are ambushed by three kobolds.

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a cast polly morf on the one closest to me

ok, i watched this a bit before i would come in, and sorry but i won't join. i dont like the game sort of playing, i came to RpGuild to get rid of the disturbing HP stuff, and gp money, and everything else of rules that make a MMORPG suck. so sorry, i wont join

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"master, we are completely surrounded!" "excellent, that way we can attack to all directions!"

its ok we really arnet doin that we are just playing around with diff ideas

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omg thts all an rpg is

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Red
You value freedom, impulse, emotion and fire. You love instant gratification and acting on your gut feeling. At your best, you are passionate and decisive. At your worst, you are shortsighted and destructive. Your symbol is a fireball. Your enemies are white and blue.

*Id like to join, if you still take new people in.*

*Yes we are*

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*Great

Name: Allvar
Race: Human
Class: Warrior
Looks: Almost 6 feet tall man. Not very bulky, nor overly slender. Short brown hair with a hint of grey in it, and a gentle, knowing look in his blue eyes show that he's seen some life. Life has treated him reasonably well, and despite his age, he's still in shape to throw a spear and swing a sword.
He's wearing a red tunic with an worn leather shirt on it. He carries a short sword on his waist, and uses a javelin as a walking stick, as well as a weapon.
Personality(before/after abduction): He's a gentle old dreamer. Back when he was still young, he lived an action-filled life, but age had him settle down. When he was sucked in to this game his grandson introduced him to, he realised that he was in a world where he could make his dreams true without reality stopping him. He quickly assumed his role as a warrior, and is eager to face the adventures this new world offers.*

Allvar is walking the road to Stoneshire, when he sees a party of three mages and a warrior fighting a bunch of kobolds. They seem to have no trouble, but Allvar grabs his javelin and throws it at one of the kobolds, anyway. The javelin hits the kobold's back, going half way through it. The kobold screams and tries to pull the javelin off it's bleeding chest, but the wound is fatal and it falls to the ground. Allvar calmly starts walking towards the fight.
*edit: I got the number of people wrong, so i changed it. 2 elven mages, 1 elven warrior and a human mage, right?*