Hawlin

The Faraway Land: Resurrection

@Darkwatck01

*Shuffles through character tab to look for your character*

I'm...not sure?
One of them is the former king and the other is (what I've come to understand as) some sort of space-time bending bard wizard who narrates every morning's sunrise in his dreams, the previous night. Storyteller OP, not sure how to gauge the age of a timelord.

*Shamelessly knows nothing about The Storyteller*

The Faraway Land: Resurrection

Female characters, two old guys and ravadon.

The ratio is a bit wacky. Not sure which to make (since 'both' is getting a bit tough to find good pictures for and still be taken seriously x_x; )

The Faraway Land: Resurrection

Heeeyy, there wouldn't happen to be room for one more, would there?
:x

♠♣♦♥Welcome to Wonderland (AIW RP)♥♦♣♠

Nope

Casual furry roleplay. Because tails are awesome! Pun intended.

Interesting.
Hope it becomes a cohesive thing that manages to get off the ground.

Iron Rose Adventurer's Guild

Shipwreck
@Conscripts @Tominas @Chasers115 @SilverDawn

Even as the fight died down, Ahnciel remained in a form of caster's stance, watching the twitching corpse impaled on the ceiling as if expecting it to launch a conterattack.
Open combat was certainly nothing like his previous experience with murder, though through the haze of adrenaline that made his hands tremble, he couldn't tell which experience had been messier. While the Whispers of Fish were far more efficient at dismissing mortality than a kitchen knife and the element of surprise, the resulting gore was equally far from elegant.
Briefly, Ahnci's mind touched on a question of if it was even possible that taking a life could be anything less than panicked butchery.

He was snapped out of his daze by Korgath's words, almost jumping as he was addressed. Turning to look, he quickly averted his eyes from making contact before softly replying, "Y-yes...ouf course."
With a small flourish, he fluttered his cloak to gently bolster the dull fog which gilded the salted stone with creeping frost. "If I may, Sir Korgath...zehr ver more zehn six on zee beach, to be certain. Unless zhey are in anohzer cave, I vould expect to see more" Ahnci answered for Alexander before bowing his head in their direction, keeping with the trend of avoiding looking at their face as he offered an apology of, "Pardon. I vahs chased my more zehn six."

A brief silence was shattered the moment the chimera unclenched their fist and relaxed their other crooked hand back to his sides. The spell being released, a scrape of scales against stone ground from above before Ahnci's victim clattered to the ground, making him jump with an audible yip. Quickly recovering, he growled and released his frustration in the form of a swift kick into its side. Metal-adorned or not, the kick impotently 'bonked' into the fishman, almost making the small humanoid stumble from the recovery.
In his fury, he hadn't taken much notice of Liv whom he assumed was taking tabs on the dead or something like that, though the air felt off in a way he couldn't put his finger on. Being linked to arcane resonance was a new sensation, and 'off' was as close as Ahnci's senses could explain the necrotic aura of their companion consuming the souls of the dead fishbeasts.

He dismissed it as still being a bit shaken from the fight.

Iron Rose Adventurer's Guild

Shipwreck

Alex, Korgath, Liv/itus, Ahnci
@Conscripts@SilverDawn@Chasers115@Tominas

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Cringing, Ahnci observed the creature's feeding on one of their own, unsure of a way to get their attention by introducing the group while composing himself and remaining polite. The smell was abhorrent and the grizzly scene compounded on the chimera's comparatively pampered senses to the point where he was glad that they noticed the group on their own volition. "Good, yes. Zehr iz-" he began to explain before the gurgling growls and raking screech of rusted metal on stone accented their lack of compliance. Confused at first, Ahnci held up his hands to begin attempting to ease the tension before watching Korgath charge in to swiftly undo one of the garbage-wielding things.
By how their associate charged, it was clear that diplomacy might have to take a back seat for the time being, the insistence of violence asserting itself to center stage.

However, Ahnci hesitated, locking eyes with the second monster. "Stop!" he barked as the creature swung into the chimera's backstep, catching on the thick tapestry and carving a messy tear into the fabric.
In a moment of stillness, a formless wind caught the cloak which billowed towards the monster while a low hiss slithered from the sahuagin's target. The breeze spewed forth as a fog from the tear, tiny ice crystals rapidly crawling up the attackers sham of a blade and arm before Ahnciel roared, "I said stop!"

The glittering scales of the stone and scales dulled in a brief wave heralded with a symphony of chains echoing quietly from seemingly all directions. What appeared as a large hand of darkness reached down from the ceiling, the shadows peeling away to reveal a cacophony of barbed hooks clutching onto Ahnci's attacker. The chime of fine chains growing taught deafeningly cracked for the instant they needed to circumvent the sahuagin's scaly defense and messily wrench it from its feet and into the ceiling of stalactites. Groans of strained metal whispered for a moment as the writhing and screaming beast was punished and subsequently silenced with a chorus of foul fish blood pouring from its now impaled corpse.

Ahnci growled, looking down at the new broad hole in his tattered adornment as the fog manifested lightly across the stone. For brief instants, hoarfrost from the humidity skipped along the warm stone before evaporating. "Fine! I vill help myself, zehn..." he growled, ears folding back. Ahnci gripped the edges of his cloak and opened the garment enough for a bubble to accumulate before throwing his arms forward and forcing a jet of frigid wind into the cave to consume the beasts farther back. The gesture made the surf caught in its collateral cone of effect to crackle as tiny bubbles rapidly froze and melted in a light fizz. Powerful wild magic in its nature, wielded by a novice user, no doubt forced the temperature of the cave to plummet.

Iron Rose Adventurer's Guild

@Tominas

Eyes squeezed shut, Ahnci winced from the smelly doggo tongue smearing the bloody slime on his face before being promptly tackled off. Slowly opening an eye, he sat up and shuddered before drawing a small cloth from a pocket and dabbing a bit of liquid from a flask on it and proceeding to clean off his face. Silently finishing the process with his fingers, he tossed the now soiled rag over his shoulder and pulled his hood back down. "Iz...okay" Ahnci replied to the apology, unsure how to feel about what had transpired other than being marginally grossed out. The heavy cloak was likely stained, though Ahnci hardly respected its tatters beyond how it didn't smell quite as bad, before.
Senses willed him to just ditch it at this point, having grown accustomed to an otherwise clean lifestyle, but its sentimental value was still worth something.

The large green figure who both owned and rescued him from their beast 'Kitty' introduced themselves to the congregation and offered a hand to help him up. At about that point, Ahnci realized he'd been sitting on the floor still stunned, though he quizzically eyed Korgath's hand. The expression was foreign and seemed as though they were gesturing to him, causing the chimera to instinctively recoil for a moment before noticing how he stopped as if waiting for something.
While Korgath's words were warm with the implication of some kind of alliance, Ahnci numbly but curiously stared at him and followed their eyes to the wolf by the hearth. Kitty's wagging tail made Ahnci's cloak shift around his back and under the hood, ears quirking to a side with an accompanying flick of his own tail. "Ah. She seems nice. Not very talkative, zough" he commented, a statement which could have easily seemed like a joke of some sort.

Having failed to understand Korgath's offered hand, the cloaked chimera eased themselves back up on their own accord and took the hand in the process, giving it a shake in greeting. "Ehn iz a pleasure to meet you, Kor-gath" testing the name, Ahnci spoke up along with a rehearsed toothy smile which looked familiarly forced before introducing himself. "My name iz Ahnciel-" he began before Korgath's words clicked and the smile melted to a genuine look of interest at the mention of food, "...A meal sounds...good...I-I have coins if need be!"
Ahnci's voice held a barely contained desperation, bringing up the coins even though the orc offered to cover it as if to incentivize the promise of sustenance. Even so, he was composed and focused like a dog eyeing a treat, though he hadn't the slightest clue what the guild hall even served.

Revenant: A Sci-Fi Adventure (Always Accepting!)

@t2wave@Crossfire

Unable to turn down the invitation of a hot drink, Kaeci helped himself soon after Harriet. "Iz...ehr, infiltration? Human warfare iz facinatink...but zehr iz rules, ah?" he asked, confused about the extent of common perception as he was still alive and found this detail to be an interesting note. The excuse he'd been giving was that he was likely cheating in some respect, somehow apparently oblivious to his advantages as his tools were simply biology and instinct rather than technology.

Kaeci took his coffee black with a fairly large amount of sugar, seeing little point to creamer which merely dulled the bite of the roast. "I haf pets ouf a sort. Zehy are contained, zough hungry I vould imagine" he mused, having left Exctheis in its terrarium; a smaller setup than its food, though it didn't move around much, Kaeci decorated it anyway for 'morale'. "Vill be okay for now, zough~" he chirped, finishing stirring his drink and holding it close for a long black forked tongue to lap at the cup's contents. He recoiled, what seemed like a section of his face lifting and contorting into a grotesque spider-like sneer that lightly clicked in its twitching motions. "Geh...iz hot" he mused, spiked ripples of brilliant amber contrastingly mixed with a sickly mint green hue washing across his face and neck before dissipating.
Kaeci's face softly reset to the otherwise aesthetically pleasingly crafted ruse, the lines on his face and chin that separated plates and split mandibles neatly settling.

Iron Rose Adventurer's Guild

Ahnciel's eyes narrowed from how the expression that flickered across Maya's expression, about to shut down his request before it sank in how he'd used the lack of information on the location as leverage. Perhaps a dirty tactic, holding someone else's goods ransom, it did not entirely matter since Ahnci would have gone with in sheer spite of a human's orders. He hadn't killed for his freedom just to be bossed around so simply.
The plan seemed to be working, save for the order being given to the stuck-up looking woman to ensure his safety much to her displeasure. The receptionist's shifting of pronouns was quickly dismissed since he frankly didn't care what she thought he was as long as she didn't pry into irrelevant business. His main focus was on the eyes of the woman he'd gathered was named 'Leonore' and how they betrayed her air of professionalism by whispering insidious layers of flippancy. In all honesty, the less than noble nature of a human hardly surprised Ahnciel, however, with what he heard of the 'heroes of the Iron Rose' from townsfolk he nearly had a heartattack just speaking to, he couldn't help but be disappointed.

Regardless of Leonore's status, he didn't trust her for an instant.

None of these errant suspicions and gripes really mattered so long as the guild could manage at least a small handful of humans who took their job seriously. With that, it was out of Ahnciel's hands and he finally had a moment to breathe and take in the guild hall. There was little in his memory that he could compare the architecture to, being essentially held prisoner in a mansion's kitchen and cellars. The major familiarity was the haunting allure of cooked food that warmly pervaded the air, reminding him of the weakness in his frame and the difficulty in recalling when he'd had more than a few bites.
Then came an oppressive stench of blood that seemed to surround him. Pupils sharpening from the damning stink of murder, Ahnci's hand trembled against the hilt of his sheathed blade in the cloak. Faces of the duke and his son blinked into existence only long enough for the chimera to be broken from the trance-like daydream by reflexively jumping with an audible "Bwagh!" from the abrupt attention to his rear.

With a growl, Ahnci swung around to come face-to-face with the beast with a measure of surprise. Its muzzle was awash of blood and dog slobber, the connection quickly made with the huge bone it had set aside to accost him. Ahnci sighed with a small measure of relief, unfamiliar with wolves and only really understanding its behavior being something akin to interest. His annoyance with being spooked simmered as it circled him, though it quickly melted to a mild confusion. "H-hey! Vhat are you-?" he began with small dancing footsteps away to avoid tripping over Kitty who pursued him in the motion until he stood his ground to catch its comparatively massive head with both hands to stop it. "Stop zeis. Iz rude, you should know!" Ahnci softly growled, smooshing the big doggo-face while scolding as if it could understand him. "My name is Ahnciel, ehn I expect an apology for startling-hu-HUAH!" he began to continue with wasting his time until Kitty nuzzled into him, promptly pushing him over and smearing bloody drool all over his cloak.
Though he cared little for the state of the cloak, he was quick to express, "Agh! Iz gross!" Ahnci wailed, squirming and arms flailing in attempts to push Kitty away so he could retreat.