6slyboy6

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@Banana
A wild Inn (lvl 9000) has appeared!
It used confusion on Banana!
It was super effective!

Life in a different world [A Re:Zero setting / Fantasy RP] (Accepting!)

GR

Name: Grian Rothfell

Appearance:

(Ah, once again Pixiv fantasia and the out of cliche japanese artists save me from utter nothingness. A minute of silence for Japan's industrialisation)

Age: 42

Gender: Male

Race: Wolfman

Magic: Yin

Personality:
Rothfell is a dedicated hitman. His job requires discretion and attention and as such he has developed a slight lack of emotions. He wears a so called masks so others cannot see his emotions. More often than not he doesn't talk to anybode less he knows them, and is reluctant on making new acquaintances. Most people cannot last long with someone like him. There is an inherent danger. Thought he uses Yin magic, perfectly suitable for his job, he doesn't deal with the witches cult and often takes breaks from his job to hunt mabeasts. Not a friendly person, rather rude to be honest.

Background:
As one of the more Demi of the demi-human races, Rothfell has always enjoyed a unique sensation whenever he met ordinary humans. He felt happy to not be jsut ordinary and so much like them, and considered himself to be better than them. He kept a condescending tone with them, and when the oppurtunity arise to make a living from killing them, he didn't turn down. He was never trained swordsmanship, but his hands quickly adjusted to the weapons and after a few months he became quite decent with them. He would often boast with them, even to knights, often leading to lost fights. In truth he would have stayed the same for the rest of his life, had the Master Swordsman not interrupted. After a friendly duel, he lost so badly that his pride was gone from that day. Since he has been training regularly, becoming more and more favored by those who wanted people dead. He never used magic before either, until one dangerous mission forced him into the corner, where his inner instincts and emotions helped him release an uncontroleld burst of Jin magic, surrounding him with thinck black fog. His magic is still quite weak, but he has been training ever since the day, strenghtening his powers.

Likes:
-Swords
-Dragons
-Weird Artefacts
-Magical Things
-Bunnies
-Demi-humans like him
-Children

Dislikes:
-Knights
-Spicy Food
-Cats
-Smartass People
-People who ask too many questions

Theme: TBA

HJ

Hendrick Joseph

Age:
?

Gender:
Male

Race:
Human

Magic:
Rune Magic - Hendrick utilises exotic magic, unlike that you would normally find. His magic revolves around runes, simple graphs or carvings to help cast magic, and enchant them. They work on the very fundamentals magic and mana, and are learned through many years in far away monasterys of the east. They are heavy on movement, requiring the user to do ritual steps in order to cast the spell, and the simplest runes can even be cast into the air, as if the user was drawing on a solid surface, or if the user wishes to utilize anything more than a gust of air, carved into runestones to be used individually or as part of a bigger spell. This magic doesn't replace normal magic, rather finds the way spells are forged, and uses a more elemental way to cast them. The user still uses up mana, but isntead of making their own magic, the mana is funneled into the rune, which can more effectively cast the magic. Stronger spells require significant times to cast, and often more than one runes. These runes cost not only significant amounts of time and precision to craft, but also require mana to be charged up and very specific materials to craft them. Fire type magics will require Fire Blossoms or Magma Crystals to make, Earth would need Dustroots and Mudgems, and so do the other speels need certain elements to craft. The runes are made of runestone, a special type of rock that can be made from the powders of other stones, which makes them very heavy, and larger quantities of runes cannot easely be carried without limiting the users movement. Furthermore after casting, the runes will turn into powder, which can be crafted into runestones once again, given that the user collects the fine dust that remains.

Divine Protection:
Monk of the East - Blessed with the understanding of deeper magical connections, Monks of the East can cast runes and gylphs. Their understanding of mana, and how it affects all living beings helps them stay healthy, live a longer life, and aim for vital points in combat that can block the mana flow of the adversary.

Personality:
Hendrick is a subtle person. Calm and collected, his years of training made his mind a shrine for the soul to dwell in. Always out to help others, and teach them the way of the monks. He despises both light and dark, good and bad and instead focuses on the state of neutrality. His only goal is to find enlightment, and the road he takes to achieve it can be anything. He evades law, bud abides justice.

Background:
Hendrick was born, raised and trained at an off the grid monastery of the Monks of the East. They are a secret that is passed from father to son, and most of their inhabitants never leave the compunds that they were born in. Their society is one of isolation and inner harmony. However, a selected few that are chosen at birth are trained as warriors and priests through their life. These few are the ones who venture out into the world, and seek their fortune in the great beyond. Hendrick was trained since he was able to wield a stick as a weapon, and trained for nearly 20 years. When he wasn't sparring, he learned the arts of magic from the sages of the monastery. For 20 years, his life was eventless.

Description(cause why don't we have these, really?):
Hendrick is a blind monk, trained in the arts of magic and martial arts. He likes to use his staff more than his spells, but if things go downhill he will not avoid spending all of his mana and runes. He is an expert fighter, but will never result to lethal moves. He is blind, but his senses give him a much better understanbding of the surroundings than if he had vision. he can "see" things he can hear, and he senses the mana around him, creating an image composed of multiple layers in his head. He can "see" in a different way, a way that can be much better for some things, and incredibly crippling for others.

When he reached 30, he left the monastery to try his fortune.He would return every 5 years to bring news about what is going on in the world. He would travle to many kingdoms and khaganates, learning secrets and improving his abilities. After his last return home, he set his sights on Lugnicia, a kingdom that would surely offer much enlightement to someone like him.

Likes:
-Peace
-Silence
-Nature
-Strawberry Muffins
-Martial arts
-Cats

Dislikes:
-Noise
-Duality
-Alcohol

Theme:

Life in a different world [A Re:Zero setting / Fantasy RP] (Accepting!)

@liferusherdon't we have 2 ppl with non humans who are not accepted yet?

Also added GR to the CS section

Life in a different world [A Re:Zero setting / Fantasy RP] (Accepting!)

@liferusherI think we need more palyer hummies...

Life in a different world [A Re:Zero setting / Fantasy RP] (Accepting!)

@Skepic The Warthog in teh abckground is a nice touch. Really clarifies that this is indeed not a screencap from a gory hentai.

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@6slyboy6
No offense, but it sounds a bit too techno for this gang. I'd like to play it, but it's too techno. It's on the list of possibles, though

The current list is:
- The Ear Rape first suggested, opened by a badly played Melodica 20th Century Fox opener.
- An orchestral composure of Rex Duodecim Angelus from Homestuck.
- Human Error, by Droideka.
- Waters of Nazareth, by Justice.

@Banana

Oh yeah nvm, I jsut thought the name would cool for our gang. After all we all hate hummies, right?

Life in a different world [A Re:Zero setting / Fantasy RP] (Accepting!)

@liferusher
XD

Kill the Heroes! (Sorry, we're full for now)

@Oraculum
Ye spida gun get smahd. Later. Ye liv anuther dai

Kill the Heroes! (Sorry, we're full for now)

Grox let out a blood freezing orcish roar as a response to the weird spider's screaming. The high pitched voice made him dizzy, but his blood rage kept him going, his blood filled with amounts of adrenaline lethal to humans. The Umber hulk didn't seem to get upset by his roar and swept away some tables in it's way as it closed in on him. He was getting ready to thrown the cahin again, as he was trained to hunt beast twice this monster's size, when the goblin's weird fireball hit him. The projectile hit his left arm that was still covered in chains, but it still burnt like hell, and burning piece scattered all over him. If that wasn't enough the residents of the Inn decided to take up arms against him. He could take down all of them, but then the Hulk would probably get him. If he went for the Hulk thought, he might get away with a few scratches. He quickly wiped the last piece of burnt trahs from his skin, and began spinning the chain. His arm hurt where the "fireball" hit him, but the adrenaline made it feel less painful.

"WAAAAAGH!" He cried out loud as he threw the chain towards the Hulk. It spun around the beast's right leg, and tightneed as he pulled the chain. Grox pulled the axe out of the floorboard and and began running towards the beast whilst constantly wrapping the chain back around his arm. The Hulk didn't seem to ejoy his ways tho, and pulled the chain, flinging Grox to the wall next to monster. He hit his head hard, and his vision was distorted for a few seconds. He was cornered by the Hulk and the few patrons who were closing in on him. As his head cleared out and he stood up again, he was ready to fight once again, shouting viciously "Ye gun get da smashinz to yer skul bloody gitz!" He readied his axe for a strike and examined the foes. He could win. If he took to the side and stroke down the two gnolls he could possibly get away, even strike the spider again. No money no bounty. Yes, that's it. The muscles on his leg tightened as he was getting ready to jump ont eh enxt enemy. Then he heard the familair laugh of Woggha coming from outside the Inn, accompanied by the crumbling of the wall enxt to him. He covered his face as the rubble flew everywhere and his trusty companion. With a scray smile the Quaggoth peeked inside the Inn with his head.

"Ye git, come 'ere! Smash dem foolz!" Woggha was clearly unimpressed by this statement, and instead grabbed grox and pulled him outta the Inn. "What ya doin ye bloody git! Put me do'" Woggha put the furious Ork into a cart filled with hay bales, and the let out a snickering snoud. He then proceeded to beat the ground with his forelegs and let out a shrieking sound, similar to that of the spider, but a thousand times stronger, stopping anyone inside the Inn in their places. The patrons all fled the Inn at the site of this giganitc Quaggoth and only the spider and goblin were left inside, along with the Umber Hulk who was now standing by his own master. By the time Grox managed to crawl out of the cart, his head was cleared of the raging thoughts and the void was filled by his throbbing arm that hurt like hell. His back was also sore, and he probably broke at least one of his ribs in the fight. "Woghha, sit!" The Quaggoth sat down and Grox stopped right enxt to him. He stopped for a second, thinking about what to say next, as the ogre also seemed to have made his way to the Inn. "I see u haf met me git." He patted the side of Woggha and continued "I want yer blood spida, but ye got 'way today." He beamed a fiery glance at the goblin, and then climbed on top of Woggha, waiting for the others to speak up.

Life in a different world [A Re:Zero setting / Fantasy RP] (Accepting!)

@liferusherso who is she?