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10 days ago
Current You gotta beat the cycle with simultaneity: Write a collab about how the world of your RP shall look like. The cycle should make you run at 300% effectivity then.
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16 days ago
There are indications of probable impending mass layoffs at the company I work for, or alternatively significant work time reduction. Let's see if I still have a job and can pay my bills soon.
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22 days ago
If the cost of dying goes up to the point I can't afford it anymore, does this make me immortal ? And if I can't afford the cost of living either, do I turn undead ?
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23 days ago
Why not create one of your own, Poo ? Is this something only ordinary users are allowed to ? ;)
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27 days ago
Can anybody confirm that the font (or its size) used for the tags beneath interest checks and roleplays has slightly changed ? I hope it's not just my eyes ;-)
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Who the hell is this person behind those many miles of fiber optics and copper cable ?

  • I'm a 34 year old guy.
  • ... who's working as a software developer
  • ... and enjoys roleplaying as a casual hobby to distract himself from ongoing stress


And into which hell will I descend with you participating in one of my roleplays?

  • I'm a fantasy addict: medieval high and low!
  • I'd consider myself to be a low casual roleplayer, 3 paragraphs per post on average.
  • My schedule varies. It might happen that I won't be able to post at all for a week, but then again it might happen that I'll reach a sweet spot inside which I can go on a posting rampage. I'd say one can expect 1-2 posts a week from me, depending on the lengths involved.
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Really? I would beg to differ that you'd need to know a striga from a kikimora to be able to appreciate the Witcher because really having a knowledge of the series as a whole would be beneficial. But I understand wanting to make the rp accessible to people unfamiliar with it.


I never said I was 'unfamiliar' with the lore. All I did ask was a question :)
The idea sounds awesome!

However I would like to ask first how much in-depth knowledge of the whole lore (books, games, etc.) is needed or recommended ?
Merry Christmas to everyone as well! :)

I should be able to get my first post up soon.
I am fiddling with character ideas in my head, but because I'm a weirdo I have trouble deciding on anything :)
C'mon people,

you can't leave poor Faeril and Lorcan to their own devices! That is bound to result in a dwarleigh runaway explosion sooner or later. This is so much worse than that petty thermonuclear stuff! Do you really want that to happen and let the whole world's structural integrity fall victim to such an unnecessary doomsday event ?

We need additional coolant more posts or she's gonna blow!
Lorcan had had to cough several times during their descent towards the place they were now, and he kept having some trouble with the air around him even as Raddek entered the mysterious business. The dust... there just was so much of it around here where not even the crowd's steady footsteps prevented it from settling down. Also the steady flow of warm air from below kept coming, trapping the vile mixture of sweat, flagrances and shit along with itself just right under roof where the Skayleigh's nostrils were. He just was way too tall for this place!

Had there been a small bit of hesitation in Raddek's words before the man had actually dared to call the individual he was dealing with his 'friend' ? Yes, of course Raddek had... and this being not a good sign was beyond obvious. It burned itself into Lorcan's mind like a ray of sunlight did into parchment if one placed the wrong piece of glass in the wrong place in front of it. These linen walls could not even give any comfort as one turned one's back towards them for they were obviously not a real barrier at all. He wanted to get out of here -- or at least keep his mind busy enough with something else so he would no longer have to think about their situation.

"If you can truly see the future, then you should be able to answer that question you just asked for yourself. Only those who are new to begin with can stop being new in the future, right ?" Lorcan gave the man a grin before launching a copper common towards his belly region. "Tell me, but don't tell me the obvious." Or, in other words, anything like 'You will be in horrible trouble and the so called friend of your friend here will turn out to be the mother of all screwjobs' would not count as a real fortune telling, but more like... a sincere and very well reasoned extrapolation of the current situation.

Lorcan crossed the street and, by standing in front of the fortune teller, forced the crowd moving on it to go around him. The one good thing of being a Skayleigh around here was that he just was a lot bigger and heavier than those around him.

When Faeril talks about having failed to be quiet and stealthy...

He is overlooking something important!

Lorcan did not even try to be quiet in the first place. In fact, with the guards and all, he tried to be the very opposite. So from that point of view he actually performed quite well and judging him otherwise is very unfair
Týfurkh


"As you might now, I have spent my jade candle on the sightless we encountered at the portcullis. So, as of now, it seems that we only have two of them left overall." The giant didn't say it, but his tone expressed for him that he didn't like the prospect. One sightless had been difficult enough to deal with, but how many high ranking cultists and associates would they encounter once it became obvious that their so called 'seed' was under direct attack ?

And then there were all those subtle changes to the Kharu-Natjer and their infrastructure. All jade candles but the very minimum amount necessary for basic illumination appeared to have been removed from the tunnels. Did they expect the upcoming battle to be lost and were already evacuating themselves and their equipment, or were they making things more difficult for another, maybe even sinister reason ? The latter thought really didn't go well with Týfurkh's mood, but every time his eyes darted towards their Kharu-Natjer guides, it only intensified. They looked different than the other ones. Were they real or were they fakes ? Or were they real, but their true intentions were different from what they had always pretended and now the facade started to crumble ?

He really would have liked to address this issue openly and have a talk with the others about it, but doing so now would end in a bit of a diplomatic disaster in the best case and some wild, unexpected reaction from their guides in the worst. All Týfurkh felt he could do right now was to feel better because of the urgently needed resupplies he had been able to obtain: A refilled quiver of big bolts and, maybe more important, finally something for a proper meleé that was more than just falling back to bare fists and improsived weaponry: a sword. A pretty big, two-handed sword instead. Dangling from Týfurkh's belt however it looked more like a toy he could easy use with one hand. It felt very good still.

"Let's say I'm holding up fine given the circumstances, Chres. I'm feeling a little tired, but I guess there's enough stamina left in me to participate in any celebration that might take place once this is over. And you ?"
Here's my application. I am sorry for taking longer than I had expected:

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