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What is the orb??? A object of such immense power that to control it would be to control all. Nobody in living memory has seen the orb or knows its whereabouts. All that exists is legend.

A small party of adventures from different races go in search of this mystical object.

Need characters for this fantasy story. You can be basically any type of creature - human, magician, gnome, whatever. 5 adventurers (plus me) as well as some baddies.

Jump in any time and make a character
name:
age:
gender:
race:
special skills/traits:
brief description:

name: Endar Averon
age: 128 (looks like he's in his 20s)
gender: male
race: Elven
special skills/traits: Master with knives and bows, also very nimble and dexterous, can make magical potions and enchant things
brief description: quite tall, about 6ft3, wears a green tunic and has knives in his belt and a bow on his back, long light blonde hair

Endar was in his hometown when he recieved an urgent message requesting his attendance at Frigbee, where the human king presides. Endar stopped carving arrows and mounted his horse, setting off for Frigbee. Upon his arrival he was ushered to the king's chambers where he was told to wait for the rest. Who the rest might be be didn't know, all he knew was that he was about to embark on a quest of some sort.

name: Shagunthur
age: 44
gender: Male
race: Orc
special skills/traits: Bashing stuff, carving (mostly bone or wood, can do it decoratively and for the purpose of making tools, etc), knows how to perform some shamanistic and other magic rituals, although since he's not really experienced they may go a little bit awry. Can take and deal a lot of damage, but isn't particularly swift.
brief description: Shagunthur is a hulking brute, covered in bulky muscles that let him crush almost anything in his hands, and dense bones that keep him from being crushed in return. These big muscles don't let him run or swim very gracefully or for extremely long periods of time, because that's a lot of weighty mass to be moving around. He is bald with a thick grey and black beard. His body is covered by tribal scars and tattoos, and his face has a few tattoos as well.


In the dark underground dungeons, criminals and prisoners of war were roused as one of the guardsmen lit a torch and marched down the long line of reinforced bars that formed the jailing cells. The tall man pulled out a ring of black keys. All of the prisoners stared eagerly as he walked towards the, hoping to be released, but he passed them all until he came to a cell where a monster lay bored on a sheet on the floor. Drawing his broadsword, the guard opened the door to the cell, and forced the prisoner to stand and walk out with the sword point pressed into his back. The torch was extinguished, plunging them into solid darkness again.

Growls and hisses followed them up the stairs into the brightly lit hall, which they crossed and then an iron-barred door was opened for them and the guard pushed the orc into the king's chamber. He saluted the king while the orc stared around suspiciously. He was just as surprised as anyone to be brought here. Little did he know that instead of dealing with the enemy orc himself, the king had ordered that Shagunthur go with the group and put his muscles to use for the good of the kingdom, and if the king was lucky maybe Shagunthur would get killed along the way.

Approved

Name: Jormunger Fatbeard
Age: 41
Gender: Male
Race: Dwarf (Im going to attempt to talk like a dwarf lol)
Skills: An expert blasksmith, wields a large steel Hammer inscribed with ancient dwarven symbols and is named Cliffbreaker.
Brief description: Though small as all dwarfs are Jormunger out ways, out strengths and out looks most other races.(lol) He is well built and has a large braided black beard that hangs loosley from his large chin. He is a expert blacksmith and has put all his craftmenship into his trusty hammer Cliffbreaker. He also is outfitted with heavey spiked plate mail and has never been injured to seriously in his journys. He searches the world for new materials and hopes to become the most famous Blacksmith in his time.

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Sounds good, approved.

"Bah! Ye doan't know a thing aboot craften ye blootered goat!" Jormunger blurted out at his rival Brikenbald.

Brikenbaln stared at Jormunger and angreley stormed off into the dwarven hall of drinking cursing on the way.

"Bwuahahahhahahaha!" Jormunger laughed as his rival stormed off.

Finishing his loaf of bread and his 3ft long cup of ale Jormunger lumberd off into back to his smithy.

"Ahhh... Always good to be hame." He grunted as he glanced up at the name of his smithy The Smolderhammer.

Jormunger walked inside to a small but powerful smithy with lava rushing out of the walls into large bowls and higherd Gnome slaves hammering down on diffrent metals.

Are ye all daft? I thaot I telt them to all work on one blade! he thought as he noticed that he one of the gnomes were working on swords and axes whos very handles were larger than themselves. 'Eh! Keep me shop safe while I'm gone!" A pause as the Gnomes looked up."Understaun!?" Jormunger yelled as the little gnomes jumped.

I'd best be aff then If i want to catch me ride he said. Jormunger took several minutes, well maby hours before he was fully armored and packed. Jormunger looked around his shop one last time.

"Bwuahahahahahaha! Time fer another journey!" he yelled as he hefted his large two-handed hammer, Cliffbreaker onto his shoulder.

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name=Jimmy singlepore
age=16
gender=male
race=human
skills=an expert with low leval magic and some spear skills
discription=Jimmy is a pore peasent boy who live with his mom in the capitall city of Frigbee. He has allways dreamt of one day leaving his poor upbringings and becomeing a mighty adventurer.But one day liying in the basement of his old house he found a book wrapped in purple and on the front it said "the school of mystics book of leval 1 magic."Jimmy was thrilled with his discovery and imediatlly tried to learn the skills within the book. And after years of self practrice he became an expert of those skills and now yearend for the second volume. He aquired his spear from his dead father who died in battle serving the royall army.

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just think I could be doing something productive in my life right about now

ooc| dr.cool? this topic still going ahead? userinfo says you were on an hour ago :S