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I enjoy a good story! Even more so if it's intriguing enough to suck me right into it, as though I were there alongside the characters. I've been through a wide range of characters over the years and often if I am joining a story I'll ask around as to what the others feel they are missing in the story character wise and develop one to fill in any gaps.
OOC chatter is good too if people aren't in the mood to be in character, right? Writing is based off a lot of things and how people are feeling at a particular time can impact their IC writing drastically. Some people prefer planning certain things out OOC and I'm ok with that also.
I guess I'd say I'm very opened minded. Always encouraging newer writers to just start writing. Details or the etiquette of their writing doesn't really matter much to me! only that they are getting it out.
I'm open to writing for a wide range of genres, but I will specify this though! I live in reality, so I do not enjoy writing about it. Mostly fantasy and anything that does not feel too real.
I'm a fantasy writer at heart though, and I enjoy planning out worlds to base novels and stories in ahead of time, so that when I am ready, I can just focus on the story writing while not having to worry about how anything in particular will fit into the world or worlds the story is set in. Probably one of the downsides to this preference is that world building can take a long time!
OOC chatter is good too if people aren't in the mood to be in character, right? Writing is based off a lot of things and how people are feeling at a particular time can impact their IC writing drastically. Some people prefer planning certain things out OOC and I'm ok with that also.
I guess I'd say I'm very opened minded. Always encouraging newer writers to just start writing. Details or the etiquette of their writing doesn't really matter much to me! only that they are getting it out.
I'm open to writing for a wide range of genres, but I will specify this though! I live in reality, so I do not enjoy writing about it. Mostly fantasy and anything that does not feel too real.
I'm a fantasy writer at heart though, and I enjoy planning out worlds to base novels and stories in ahead of time, so that when I am ready, I can just focus on the story writing while not having to worry about how anything in particular will fit into the world or worlds the story is set in. Probably one of the downsides to this preference is that world building can take a long time!
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i'm good for a casual level rp. how about u all?
Kaga said
Ooooh real good idea... Perhaps the inner part of the city can be the elevated section whereas the lower classes would have to live on lower, more dangerous ground? Thus giving us an excuse to make dinos a daily threat?I hold no preference. I'll probably go with whichever you guys prefer the most.
yeah they could all live in settlements in and around the lake and planes, but the actual palace, that could reside within the cliff. I'd even go as to say there's like a haven within the palace that sees actual sunlight or something like that.
I'd be interested. some mythical creatures thrown into the mix would be fine too. Perhaps they are more willing to work along side humans against the new menace?
As per your starting kingdom? Why not have a fortitude embedded into a cliff side, elevated off the ground a bit. Some kind of cavernous palace and city. Overlooking a lake and some rolling plains. Waterfalls trickling down the cliff side and through the palace. It would provide us with safety from ground things, and still a need to defend against flying creatures.
What are your thoughts, in regards to casual, or advanced level RP ?
As per your starting kingdom? Why not have a fortitude embedded into a cliff side, elevated off the ground a bit. Some kind of cavernous palace and city. Overlooking a lake and some rolling plains. Waterfalls trickling down the cliff side and through the palace. It would provide us with safety from ground things, and still a need to defend against flying creatures.
What are your thoughts, in regards to casual, or advanced level RP ?
okies I posted sorry for the delay. I'm flying on a whim here, with where we're supposed to be travelling, so if we can tie it all together some how that'd be helpful.
absently tugging at the hooded woman pendant about his neck, Darious couldn't help immersing himself in the early morning breeze. So full of secrets in the wake of night it was; hush hush words trapped a midst the rush of the wind as the Bloated Weasel moved towards their new destination. He still had much to learn of his sword, and the secrets lost to the winds were just blurs and murmurs, vague echoes of the reminiscent night winds but he knew, the more he studied and listened, the more they would reveal.
He breathed in the cool breeze as the captain's words found him "My sources tell me there was an assassination at the great palace of Lan Last night, mere hours before we left!" he began as he moved towards Vidal. "The contact is offering a handsome reward for the capture of the assassin, a former general of the empire's own army. But naturally, I'm sure the actual empire is offering a much more handsome reward so I intend to deliver the bounty directly to the empire." The mercenaries eyes narrowed in thought for a moment and he chuckled at the irony of it all. "An airship was seen travelling westward away from the palace shortly after the alarm within the palace walls had been raised. But unfortunately that's all the information I have right now."
Darious could only hope they would catch up to the ship. There were only a few places west that one would travel if they were attempting to disappear, and he had most of them marked on the old map parchment he carried with him. They would have to sop at a few villages dotting the area and he shuddered at the thought. All the maidens he had spent nights with, and the mobs of brothers and fathers that almost inadvertently always managed to find out.
He recalled the first part of Vidal's question just then, and chuckled "There are many that would wish me dead I'm sure, but no, I am no bounty... At least not of the Empire anyway!" He clasped the captain on his shoulder and nodded, before disappearing below to find some breakfast.
He breathed in the cool breeze as the captain's words found him "My sources tell me there was an assassination at the great palace of Lan Last night, mere hours before we left!" he began as he moved towards Vidal. "The contact is offering a handsome reward for the capture of the assassin, a former general of the empire's own army. But naturally, I'm sure the actual empire is offering a much more handsome reward so I intend to deliver the bounty directly to the empire." The mercenaries eyes narrowed in thought for a moment and he chuckled at the irony of it all. "An airship was seen travelling westward away from the palace shortly after the alarm within the palace walls had been raised. But unfortunately that's all the information I have right now."
Darious could only hope they would catch up to the ship. There were only a few places west that one would travel if they were attempting to disappear, and he had most of them marked on the old map parchment he carried with him. They would have to sop at a few villages dotting the area and he shuddered at the thought. All the maidens he had spent nights with, and the mobs of brothers and fathers that almost inadvertently always managed to find out.
He recalled the first part of Vidal's question just then, and chuckled "There are many that would wish me dead I'm sure, but no, I am no bounty... At least not of the Empire anyway!" He clasped the captain on his shoulder and nodded, before disappearing below to find some breakfast.
it seems my air ship pilot has dropped off the radar. I'll work on a post if I haven't heard anything by tomorrow evening.
sorry i didnt realize there was progress. i checked this half hour before i knocked off. i'll work on something tomorrow evening.
well I know we have to pick up a certain goat herder and priestess, then to the forests i suppose
hmmm did I lose my air ship captain? I can always time skip to the mountains but I'll wait a while to see what happens.
Then knock came, and Darious could not help but wonder if, well if it were Linda for some reason. The longing glances she had offered him were words in their own fashion, and the woman practically thrummed with an interest she fought hard to suppress.
He wrapped himself in a robe and slid the door open and much to his dismay, it was the page boy. Damn it why couldn't Linda have come herself, or one of the sisters at least/ After a few moments the buzz of the tavern crept its way upstairs to the rooms and that was enough for the mercenary to gather at how busy the girls were. The page shifted nervously as Darious appraised the buzz of the people. "Sorry to disturb you sir, but there's a gentleman downstairs asking after you. He doesn't look quite right but requested an audience."
An audience? Darious was no nobleman or any such thing but he figured more or less the young page was being polite.
"OK, Let me get dressed and I'll be there shortly. In the mean time, send him a mug of ale."the boy nodded and with that, Darious tossed him a coin before slipping back inside his room. How could people know he was even staying there. He slung his sword to his waist and moved down to the man that was waiting for him.
His contact, looked for lack of a better word, Haggard and almost ill when he drew up beside the restless captain. "Ahh, It's you after all!" he exclaimed as he ran his gaze over the man. "You look like shit captain" the words came out before he even realized it and all the mercenary could do was offer an apologetic smile. He knew this kind of man, addicts, and most of them were the same, short tempered on their way down from their highs.
"I've got your order in my room" he offered after a brief silence "But something tells me you're here on other business as well." Darious gestured to the stairway leading to the rooms and quickly stood motioning the captain to follow him. Some things were better handled in privacy.
The two men sat opposite each other at a small table in Darious' room. He had laid out the items in front of the captain who more than quickly snatched each ingredient up, inspected them then set them in his own sack. Payment was received and after an awkward silence, Captain Vern informed Darious of the assassination. At first he was reluctant to agree to the new contract, but after some thought, he decided it would be worth the hassle. They would leave in mere hours and as soon as it was all settled, the Mercenary of the Wind slipped out into the night to inform the Bloated Weasel of the change in plans. They would have to renegotiate their agreement of course, but at least, Captain Vern was there to provide the additional coin.
He wrapped himself in a robe and slid the door open and much to his dismay, it was the page boy. Damn it why couldn't Linda have come herself, or one of the sisters at least/ After a few moments the buzz of the tavern crept its way upstairs to the rooms and that was enough for the mercenary to gather at how busy the girls were. The page shifted nervously as Darious appraised the buzz of the people. "Sorry to disturb you sir, but there's a gentleman downstairs asking after you. He doesn't look quite right but requested an audience."
An audience? Darious was no nobleman or any such thing but he figured more or less the young page was being polite.
"OK, Let me get dressed and I'll be there shortly. In the mean time, send him a mug of ale."the boy nodded and with that, Darious tossed him a coin before slipping back inside his room. How could people know he was even staying there. He slung his sword to his waist and moved down to the man that was waiting for him.
His contact, looked for lack of a better word, Haggard and almost ill when he drew up beside the restless captain. "Ahh, It's you after all!" he exclaimed as he ran his gaze over the man. "You look like shit captain" the words came out before he even realized it and all the mercenary could do was offer an apologetic smile. He knew this kind of man, addicts, and most of them were the same, short tempered on their way down from their highs.
"I've got your order in my room" he offered after a brief silence "But something tells me you're here on other business as well." Darious gestured to the stairway leading to the rooms and quickly stood motioning the captain to follow him. Some things were better handled in privacy.
The two men sat opposite each other at a small table in Darious' room. He had laid out the items in front of the captain who more than quickly snatched each ingredient up, inspected them then set them in his own sack. Payment was received and after an awkward silence, Captain Vern informed Darious of the assassination. At first he was reluctant to agree to the new contract, but after some thought, he decided it would be worth the hassle. They would leave in mere hours and as soon as it was all settled, the Mercenary of the Wind slipped out into the night to inform the Bloated Weasel of the change in plans. They would have to renegotiate their agreement of course, but at least, Captain Vern was there to provide the additional coin.
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