Awesomoman64

Free Sorcery: An Alagaësian Roleplay

Demund

The moment Demund laid eyes on the cabin he knew. This was it. Whatever this pull was it was coming from there. His focus was so great he nearly missed the fact Gren had gone ahead; followed by Alph. The doubt he had before completely vanished as he saw the dedication of his friends. Gren was so set on getting there he wadded through massive puddles that easily could have been gone around simply to cut a straight line.

Maybe being aware of the pull gave him some liberty because he took a moment to decide that following Alph around would be the smarter option. Though it wasn’t faster they simply had to deal with think pools of mud, which after the rain would be something expected back home. It wasn’t until they reached the cabin it occurred to Demund he hadn’t looked back at all to see if Gale had followed. After a quick check to make sure he turned his attention back to the hut.

This was...Impossible! The freshly cut wood showed that his was a new structure explaining why they hadn’t noticed it before. But the door, specifically the hinges, told more of a story. Walking right up and inspecting them closer as Alph knocked on the door, Demund explained his findings to the others. ”There’s not a spec of rust on these hinges. The only way that’s possible after the storm is if they were made within the last few days. But we haven’t seen anyone new in some time and there’s not another smith close enough to do this. What is this place?”

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@BurningCold
And we'll try and keep him from going over long as we can.
I have a few basic ideas but none are very fleshed out. (Mostly cause the RP is still fresh and I'm seeing where things go.)

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@BurningCold
The real question is, will our humble group be able to put his mind at ease and show him the good in the world, or will we have a new villain to face in the form of a dear friend?

Heroes of Beacon - the Next Chapter

And in case anyone's interested to know about our team's collab, it's slow-going but we are still making progress.

@Guess Who

Accurate comparison

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Demund

There was a reason Demund avoided hunting; he hated dealing with nature! First they all had to wade through knee deep water. Completely soaking his boots giving the slightest breeze the enough bite to chill his whole being. Then almost immediately after was an usually steep hill at the tree line that everyone decided to climb. Now Demund was not only cold, but starting to tire as well.

Any sane person would have turned around or at least suggested another spot. But there was something... pushing him. Something telling him to carry on ward as if there was somewhere he had to be. Somewhere he was needed. But why?

At first he thought he was going mad, that his imagination was simply trying to give meaning to such a miserable trip. But as he spotted obvious animal tracks that Gale seemed to ignore completely, he knew. It wasn't just him. Gale must be feeling it as well. And who was to say the others weren't as well?

And yet, he didn't speak up. There was still a lingering doubt in his mind telling him it was nothing. That if he were to try and discuss it with the others he would find that he was alone in his feelings. So silently he carried forward waiting to see what would come off this little adventure.

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Damascus

Name: Damascus

Gender: Male

Current Age: Yet to hatch

Egg's Appearance

Hatched Appearance

Hatchling:


Adult:
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Massive in size with scales hard as steel, Damascus rightly chose his name due to the black markings that go across his body giving him the appearance of the metal.

Personality:Often playing the older brother of the group, Damascus tries to be the voice of reason and keep everyone out of trouble. Though if it can't be avoided, he'll make sure no one harms his comrades! Being enormous for his age in both height and width he forgoes speed for brute strength. If the time comes to make noise, he’ll make the earth shake!

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@Ceta de Cloyes
Agreed. I doubt there's much Demund could add and I'm not one to post only a few sentences. (Plus I'm working on his dragon right now.)

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@Ceta de Cloyes How do you mean for our characters to learn the Ancient Language and magic? We don't have a mentor like Eragon did, unless you have something planned.

I could say that Alph knows a little from his travels, and picks some more up from deciphering the letters, but that might be kind of a stretch.

Do you have an idea already?

I ask because I mean for Alph to be pretty heavily magic based, probably a very creative spellcaster if I can manage.

@Gisk

What if Alph's father had done the same and they find a book or something he wrote with translations? It wouldn't be complete so they would still have to do some work but it would give them a good place to start understanding it.

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Demund

The bridge? Demund didn't hunt, but everyone in the town knew that wasn't a very good area. Still, he wasn't going for actual hunting, just to kill time with friends, so he didn't question it befoe the group split to get their equipment.

Heading back home he took his apron off and hung it up and began the search for the bow. After nearly taking the house apart he unearthered the weapon, a quiver, and a few well made arrows. Once he was equipped he ran out the door and told his father he was going hunting.

Making it to the bridge he smirked when he found Alphonse and Gren already there. ”Just waiting on Gale are we? Speaking of, anyoke know why he wanted to hunt on the East side?”

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Demund

Alph had a point. Traveling as much as he did horseshoes would be a higher priority. But at this point if he were to face trouble that sword could take maybe one or two well placed strikes before shattering. ”Well just promise you’ll bring it in before you leave for your next adventure. You know my father would rather his favorite singer be safe than make a few coins.”

Initially Demund was going to decline the offer; hunting wasn’t exactly his sport. But remembering the forge was currently occupied and he had nothing else to do, he decided it wouldn't hurt. ”Sure, why not? I think I've got a bow lying around somewhere.”