On one hand, monsters. On the other, slice of life. Hm. Not really my genre, that. Wonder what sort of a (side)plot one might get going. Wholesome fluff is always a plus though. Yet needing a character image to go with them would be a right pain. The six-armed seamstress seems like a right fit for the bunch though. I'll keep this one in the back of my mind, in case motivation strikes to go looking for possible reference images.
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And back I am. Exhausted, certainly, and may need a while for that to wear off, but I'm once more here to read and even write!
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Won't be replying for a while. Am hiking.
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My congratulations to the winners of TI9! Well played gentlemen, well played.
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6 yrs ago
Should have been writing posts. Took part in D&D shenaniganry instead. Got to fix that tomorrow.
6 yrs ago
There's a lot of backlog here on my end. I'm trying my best to lessen it, but replies might be less frequent for a time. A welcome change from the nothing doing I went through though! Thanks partners!
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I suppose it is about time for me to copypaste fill in some information about myself over here just as well. Only took me a few years to getting around to do it.
I am a married individual in my twenties from the country some people dare claim does not exist. The Finland conspiracy is an old joke, you can stop with it now. Not a native speaker of the English language by any means, though I did begin studying it exceptionally early for our country's standards. I suppose it was some sort of a test case. With that out of the way though, what more should I be saying here...
Thanks for stopping by I suppose! I do also have a Discord account, but I prefer to start anything RP related on the site. At least with people I don't know from the past, that is! But hey, now if you are a longer time contact of mine and happened to read this, now you know and can ask!
I am a married individual in my twenties from the country some people dare claim does not exist. The Finland conspiracy is an old joke, you can stop with it now. Not a native speaker of the English language by any means, though I did begin studying it exceptionally early for our country's standards. I suppose it was some sort of a test case. With that out of the way though, what more should I be saying here...
- I like being nice to people. If one needs to ask why, well that alone is reason enough.
- I play and Dungeon Master Dungeons and Dragons, both offline and in the past also over here.
- I enjoy OOC chatter, be it planning the RP or a more casual exchange (not that RP'ing is that serious). I can make do without, but don't be afraid to talk to me.
- Whatever the case, I'm here to have fun and hone my writing abilities!
Thanks for stopping by I suppose! I do also have a Discord account, but I prefer to start anything RP related on the site. At least with people I don't know from the past, that is! But hey, now if you are a longer time contact of mine and happened to read this, now you know and can ask!
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So just so it is absolutely clear, this man with his demands came from the tunnel heading down towards the South, while you have arrived from the stairs leading up from your current position in the East.
Anyway, the initiative has been noted. If nobody intends to talk, I'll take the same from all of you that remain. If somebody intends to attempt a nonviolent solution, please go forth.
@Lucius Cypher@Ryonara@Zverda@Norschtalen
Anyway, the initiative has been noted. If nobody intends to talk, I'll take the same from all of you that remain. If somebody intends to attempt a nonviolent solution, please go forth.
@Lucius Cypher@Ryonara@Zverda@Norschtalen
There could be traps ahead, or even an ambush. These were the words that the adventurers used to keep each other on their toes for the duration of their break, while the two that would guard them chose to keep their closest watch towards the path that they had come from. Not a wholly unwise decision by any means, what with the drakes certainly residing in said place. They might have a set of keys for them, but they had no way of knowing if it was the only set of keys. Yet there had been something wrong in the steps going downwards. The prints on them had not been clear. It was like someone had messed with them, even if it was not deliberate. The realisation would strike too late, as simultaneously with the first sign of trouble two and two were put together. A flying kobold had flown past the tracks, mixing them up as they passed. So the people that were deeper knew they were here. And were on approach.
In a quite unforeseen manner of greeting however, instead of a zealous charge at the intruders, a strong male voice called out from behind the first corner of the stairs heading down. "We know you are there. I will step out now, and if you have any sense in those heads of yours you will not be opening fire", he informed the adventurers of their current predicament, and did as he had suggested. A man sporting muscle rivalling that of the half orc and beard woven together in braids, equipped with protection in form of many heavy furs and an axe definitely not fit for woodcutting held over his shoulder, its great blade shining in torchlight coming from someone behind him. "Cyanwrath has summoned the champion of Greenest. Follow. We know you are one of them", he would resume, giving them the last moment to consider how to react to this.
In a quite unforeseen manner of greeting however, instead of a zealous charge at the intruders, a strong male voice called out from behind the first corner of the stairs heading down. "We know you are there. I will step out now, and if you have any sense in those heads of yours you will not be opening fire", he informed the adventurers of their current predicament, and did as he had suggested. A man sporting muscle rivalling that of the half orc and beard woven together in braids, equipped with protection in form of many heavy furs and an axe definitely not fit for woodcutting held over his shoulder, its great blade shining in torchlight coming from someone behind him. "Cyanwrath has summoned the champion of Greenest. Follow. We know you are one of them", he would resume, giving them the last moment to consider how to react to this.
Righto, so two watchers and a short rest. I'll get back to you people tomorrow!
There isn't much for me to say here. Bodies have been gathered, keys brought forth, no new areas explored. I have very little to add as it stands.
The last kobold among the adventurers could not keep its resistance up any longer, and Orchid would find the wound upon himself avenged not by his own blade or the rending maws of Torus's tiger shape, but a thrust of a dagger from the bard whose height was the most similar to the small creature itself. The kobold cried an incomprehensible yowl of pain into the cave, the declaration of its mortality bouncing between the walls, ceiling and floor. Another soul sent away from this realm, one that had been devoted to the Dragon Queen or at least her cult. An improvement to the conditions of many, though a most unfortunate occurrence to the creature itself.
The others scrambled to hunt down the one remaining straggler, or to sweep away the corpses of those that remained. Kyra and Torus soon came to a wordless agreement, the hunter-priestess hopping on the druid's back, the pair soon rushing up the steps after Brannor. Orchid and Parum remained behind, at least the half-orc turning to gather the bodies into one distinct location, intent on looting them of what valuables the kobolds may possess. It would most likely be a rather unimpressive haul, but it would still be something. The upstairs crew would not be any more successful, the arrow that was fired went wide, too much of a safety buffer between Brannor and the line of fire.
Yet the kobold would not make it to its destination, the rush that was aimed for the keys hanging from the hook on the wall cut short by loss of vim and vigour inflicted upon it by the heavy blade. Last staggering steps the creature took left a bloody trail behind it, a clean cut having removed a fair deal of its torso behind. The kobold never made it past fifteen feet from the strike, collapsing without a sound next to the stairs. The threat from the barracks was dealt with. But still the cavern held unexplored nooks and crannies. Not the least the one passageway this particular example had deliberated.
The others scrambled to hunt down the one remaining straggler, or to sweep away the corpses of those that remained. Kyra and Torus soon came to a wordless agreement, the hunter-priestess hopping on the druid's back, the pair soon rushing up the steps after Brannor. Orchid and Parum remained behind, at least the half-orc turning to gather the bodies into one distinct location, intent on looting them of what valuables the kobolds may possess. It would most likely be a rather unimpressive haul, but it would still be something. The upstairs crew would not be any more successful, the arrow that was fired went wide, too much of a safety buffer between Brannor and the line of fire.
Yet the kobold would not make it to its destination, the rush that was aimed for the keys hanging from the hook on the wall cut short by loss of vim and vigour inflicted upon it by the heavy blade. Last staggering steps the creature took left a bloody trail behind it, a clean cut having removed a fair deal of its torso behind. The kobold never made it past fifteen feet from the strike, collapsing without a sound next to the stairs. The threat from the barracks was dealt with. But still the cavern held unexplored nooks and crannies. Not the least the one passageway this particular example had deliberated.
I can't think of anything that would grant you anything of the sort, I am afraid @Norschtalen.
@The Harbinger of Ferocity would you like to roll an Opportunity Attack and see if you have better luck as the kobold moves on?
@The Harbinger of Ferocity would you like to roll an Opportunity Attack and see if you have better luck as the kobold moves on?
Oh yes, you had pulled that sort of exchange. In that case, please roll your attack and damage rolls just as well @Norschtalen.
Given the bow's location in respect to your current position (where Parum's dagger fell), I don't think you have enough movement to achieve your goals with the mounting being as demanding as it is. You may Dash instead of Readying a shot though, which would get you much closer to the target than anything else still, if you find that acceptable @Norschtalen?
@Lucius Cypher - Check.
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