Kazemitsu

Monster Hunter: The Thrill of the Hunt [Interest Check]

This thing still open for people? o.o Luv me some monster hunter

Tales from Frontier Village: A Rune Factory Roleplay {Always Recuriting/Accepting}

The musical sound of a hammer striking metal rung out from the smoothed boulder that was Kaze's home. The large man was pounding a nice iron ingot into the shape of an axe. The metal shifted by tongs from the face to the horn to make the beard of the heavy axe. The hammer struck the red hot metal, shaping it easily. Getting the curve just the way he wanted it he stuffed the metal back into the burning coals. His tongs snagged another piece of metal, the makings of a dagger, and laid that on the anvils table. Using the table allowed him to clean up the edge for where the cross-guard would sit before he slid the whole thing into some cool sand.

Setting down the hammer Kaze curved his back, making it crack loudly, as he exhaled a waft of smoke out of the corner of his mouth. The other corner holding onto a cigar, the source of the smoke. "Damn slow days..." He muttered to himself. He was only making things to keep himself occupied since the delay of the Festival. Sure he could go hunt the monsters loitering about the place but there was a Guild here. Why have them if they didn't do something? He'd let them do their jobs considering they ordered enough gear from him.

Sighing he set back to work, pulling the head of the axe from the forge he set it back to the horn. Picking up a heavier hammer he started to pound it onto the pointed portion of the horn, making a hole through it for where the haft would be when he made it. The crude hole was made, and with a tap the head was off the horn. Reaching down he picked up an oval rod and stuck it in the hardie hole. He slid the head onto it and started to pound it into a proper smoothed shape. Sliding it off with a tap of the hammer he had the metal back in the forge fires to harden it. All that hammering was ringing out to the surrounding forest. The dwarf actually living outside of town and in the woods where beginners started their wanderings. Normally a bunch of kids growing up from the town.

He was about to take up the dagger to sharpen it, but something thudded outside. "If those damned orcs are back I'm gonna rip off their faces..." He growled as he undid the leather apron and set it on the anvil. His hand went to his belt and he pulled up a strange looking weapon. It looked like a hammer, but on the back side was a rather large pick with a blade on its underside. What he called a warpick. Shouldering open his door the burly man looked around, but didn't see anything. Scratching his beard the large mans eyes were narrowed. "Maybe I'm starting to hear things..." He muttered to himself as he went back in. He was living in a boulder at the bottom of a large hill, something probably tumbled down. Nature made noises after all.

I, the Demon King, Will Summon My Own Damned Heroes!

Asura growled when he felt his health draining again, still slowly but it would be enough in the end to kill him if he wasn't wary. The rat he struck was getting back up, zombies tended to be health type tanks. Skeletons were the types to actually use equipment. So as it started to come closer he used another Smash. Coming in from the top to completely crush its skull. He was holding back as much energy as he couldwithout ruining the effects of Smash.

System, any new skills? He questioned within his mind. He was trying his damnedest to find out how to get Better at this point. "Fall back, there's too many. Focus completely on dodging." Asura said as he moved. He could still attack since he had no front, back, or sides, really. Still he kept an eye out. As he moved though he splatted an Herb on Ardur's arm so he could use it. He didn't know how much damage a pixie could take, even an evolved one, and the flier was manaless.

Once they seemed to be moving something interesting happened. Floating sword, moving water sweeping the undead away a bit, and then a voice. "Yup, do what the floating sword says. We'll come back when fully rested. Maybe we'll bring in the last of those goblins to help with this mess..." Asura stated, moving with a bit more speed but not so fast that he'd leave Mother Slime or Ardur behind.

Tales from Frontier Village: A Rune Factory Roleplay {Always Recuriting/Accepting}

Hider

Name: Kaze

Age: 27

Sex: Male

Race: Dwarf

Appearance:
Kaze is roughly six feet and three inches tall and it normally bare on his upper body unless he's geared up for wandering into the monster riddled lands beyond his home and the village. Otherwise he's wearing thick heavy cloth pants, a leather kilt/apron around his waist, with a steel girdle that reaches up to his chest but leaves much of his scarred back exposed. Even casual he looks to be geared up for a fight...


Occupation: A local Smith and Monster Slayer

Skills:

• Crafting: Kaze is able to craft numerous items from the various ores and monster bits with the right recipes.
• Bludgeon Wielder: He knows how to use blunt based weapons well, even better if it's more of a hammer shape.
• Axe Wielder: Another of his preferred weapons, axes. Which he uses almost as well as bludgeons given their heavy nature.
• Light Armor: Despite being strong he prefers to be agile, so he uses lighter armors more often than not. Cloth, padding, and chain being it.
• Defense Master: Despite using heavy weapons, Kaze is a master at deflecting attacks using said weapons or even a shield.
• Combat Analysis: While in a fight he's able to observe his opponent for weaknesses and what they're most likely to drop upon being finished. Helps with gathering what he needs for crafting.
• Fishing: A guys gotta eat, and sometimes make side money when times are tougher. So he learned how to fish a bit.

Description: The gruff smith was not a native to the town he was currently residing in. He came in, unknowingly to all, and worked to make a home slash business. It was probably seen as abrupt for the villagers who regularly went to the forests and caves that surrounded his home, but for him it was well planned out. As gruff and grumpy as he may seem he's level headed and plans for the future. Hell he had even picked a time where people wouldn't be going out into the wilderness for some time so he'd be a big surprise. The magically appearing Smith.

Although he had miscalculated, the town wasn't bustling with adventurers, so he was mostly doing repairs and making the occasional farm tool. Ah well, it gave him time to go and get his own materials instead of putting up Requests on a Job Board. He'd always been the type to prefer doing things himself instead of asking for help anyway.

Bain had only been a part of the town for a couple weeks before more people seemed to be coming. Was something going to happen that people were gearing up for? Or were people moving away from the big cities to come out to more rural areas? Any reason was fine to the dwarven smith, it was more people coming by which meant more business.

Point of Interest: Kaze lives in a cave just outside of the village where most people tend to start their adventuring when they visit or settle down in the village. He actually made it himself, burrowing into a massive boulder with a signe above the door. 'Kaze's Arms and Armor'. A simple wooden door with metal bands keeps out monsters and smoke comes out of a metal chimney from the side.

Secret: No real secret or plot-twist yet...

Tales from Frontier Village: A Rune Factory Roleplay {Always Recuriting/Accepting}

Hider

Name: Kaze

Age: 27

Sex: Male

Race: Dwarf

Appearance:
Kaze is roughly six feet and three inches tall and it normally bare on his upper body unless he's geared up for wandering into the monster riddled lands beyond his home and the village. Otherwise he's wearing thick heavy cloth pants, a leather kilt/apron around his waist, with a steel girdle that reaches up to his chest but leaves much of his scarred back exposed. Even casual he looks to be geared up for a fight...


Occupation: A local Smith and Monster Slayer

Skills:

• Crafting: Kaze is able to craft numerous items from the various ores and monster bits with the right recipes.
• Bludgeon Wielder: He knows how to use blunt based weapons well, even better if it's more of a hammer shape.
• Axe Wielder: Another of his preferred weapons, axes. Which he uses almost as well as bludgeons given their heavy nature.
• Light Armor: Despite being strong he prefers to be agile, so he uses lighter armors more often than not. Cloth, padding, and chain being it.
• Defense Master: Despite using heavy weapons, Kaze is a master at deflecting attacks using said weapons or even a shield.
• Combat Analysis: While in a fight he's able to observe his opponent for weaknesses and what they're most likely to drop upon being finished. Helps with gathering what he needs for crafting.
• Fishing: A guys gotta eat, and sometimes make side money when times are tougher. So he learned how to fish a bit.

Description: The gruff smith was not a native to the town he was currently residing in. He came in, unknowingly to all, and worked to make a home slash business. It was probably seen as abrupt for the villagers who regularly went to the forests and caves that surrounded his home, but for him it was well planned out. As gruff and grumpy as he may seem he's level headed and plans for the future. Hell he had even picked a time where people wouldn't be going out into the wilderness for some time so he'd be a big surprise. The magically appearing Smith.

Although he had miscalculated, the town wasn't bustling with adventurers, so he was mostly doing repairs and making the occasional farm tool. Ah well, it gave him time to go and get his own materials instead of putting up Requests on a Job Board. He'd always been the type to prefer doing things himself instead of asking for help anyway.

Bain had only been a part of the town for a couple weeks before more people seemed to be coming. Was something going to happen that people were gearing up for? Or were people moving away from the big cities to come out to more rural areas? Any reason was fine to the dwarven smith, it was more people coming by which meant more business.

Point of Interest: Kaze lives in a cave just outside of the village where most people tend to start their adventuring when they visit or settle down in the village. He actually made it himself, burrowing into a massive boulder with a signe above the door. 'Kaze's Arms and Armor'. A simple wooden door with metal bands keeps out monsters and smoke comes out of a metal chimney from the side.

Secret: No real secret or plot-twist yet...

Tales from Frontier Village: A Rune Factory Roleplay

Hider

Name: Kaze

Age: 27

Sex: Male

Race: Dwarf

Appearance:
Kaze is roughly six feet and three inches tall and it normally bare on his upper body unless he's geared up for wandering into the monster riddled lands beyond his home and the village. Otherwise he's wearing thick heavy cloth pants, a leather kilt/apron around his waist, with a steel girdle that reaches up to his chest but leaves much of his scarred back exposed. Even casual he looks to be geared up for a fight...


Occupation: A local Smith and Monster Slayer

Skills:

• Crafting: Kaze is able to craft numerous items from the various ores and monster bits with the right recipes.
• Bludgeon Wielder: He knows how to use blunt based weapons well, even better if it's more of a hammer shape.
• Axe Wielder: Another of his preferred weapons, axes. Which he uses almost as well as bludgeons given their heavy nature.
• Light Armor: Despite being strong he prefers to be agile, so he uses lighter armors more often than not. Cloth, padding, and chain being it.
• Defense Master: Despite using heavy weapons, Kaze is a master at deflecting attacks using said weapons or even a shield.
• Combat Analysis: While in a fight he's able to observe his opponent for weaknesses and what they're most likely to drop upon being finished. Helps with gathering what he needs for crafting.
• Fishing: A guys gotta eat, and sometimes make side money when times are tougher. So he learned how to fish a bit.

Description: The gruff smith was not a native to the town he was currently residing in. He came in, unknowingly to all, and worked to make a home slash business. It was probably seen as abrupt for the villagers who regularly went to the forests and caves that surrounded his home, but for him it was well planned out. As gruff and grumpy as he may seem he's level headed and plans for the future. Hell he had even picked a time where people wouldn't be going out into the wilderness for some time so he'd be a big surprise. The magically appearing Smith.

Although he had miscalculated, the town wasn't bustling with adventurers, so he was mostly doing repairs and making the occasional farm tool. Ah well, it gave him time to go and get his own materials instead of putting up Requests on a Job Board. He'd always been the type to prefer doing things himself instead of asking for help anyway.

Bain had only been a part of the town for a couple weeks before more people seemed to be coming. Was something going to happen that people were gearing up for? Or were people moving away from the big cities to come out to more rural areas? Any reason was fine to the dwarven smith, it was more people coming by which meant more business.

Point of Interest: Kaze lives in a cave just outside of the village where most people tend to start their adventuring when they visit or settle down in the village. He actually made it himself, burrowing into a massive boulder with a signe above the door. 'Kaze's Arms and Armor'. A simple wooden door with metal bands keeps out monsters and smoke comes out of a metal chimney from the side.

Secret: No real secret or plot-twist yet...

Finished it unless gm's say otherwise o3o

I, the Demon King, Will Summon My Own Damned Heroes!

Asura took note of the permissions he seemed to have and the two skills he now knew of but hadn't activated yet. Stamina Furnace? That was new. The Analysis probably came with a boost from the source shard. A shame all the mana crystals seem to have vanished, it was clearly a magical item. But that could wait for now, now it was time to fight since more undead seemed to be showing up.
"We might have to retreat early, but lets take care of what we can. I seem to have regained some stamina and I have three herbs." Asura called over to Mother Slime and Ardur. Both of which were doing their own thing and doing it well.

Ardur was about to be flanked by a skeleton goblin who had a stick. So Asura rolled over and unleashed what he hoped was a Charged Smash. But he held back some energy, trying to get the same effect but using less Stamina. System, keep update of newly found skills. He requested, seeing if that would help him learn what the fuck he was doing half the time. The Slime Shell still eluded him, but he'd figure it out eventually.

As he pulled back from the skeleton, hoping it was blown back a bit, Asura 'tilted' his head. "System, form party with Ardur and Mother Slime." He stated out loud so they wouldn't be surprised if something popped up. No need to break concentration within combat. The System had mentioned party stuff, so maybe it'd give him a little status bar of his allies so he can tell how they're doing. Speaking of how things are. System, stamina update. He thought while circling around Mother Slime to intervene with Dire Rat undead. Gearing up another Smash for its face to prevent its more damaging attacks.

The Fallen Goddess - A Journey of Heroes

Kharne's ears perked up slightly when S'venia spoke, the soldiers were quiet despite the sudden onslaught of wind and cold. "It's not supposed to get to the freezing point for some time..." He muttered, mostly to himself. He was affected by the cold more than the others judging by the steam wafting from his exposed scales. The behemoth burning at a much hotter temperature than the rest of the commanders.

He went to the door and placed a hand on it just before the loud electrical sound and a portal came into existence over the table that was used for planning out the soldiers movements. A book, unhappily groaning, landed, and S'venia picked it up and told off the title. "Sounds like the title of someone, not the title of a book." He rumbled out before she said the soldiers were in danger. That was a given since they were soldiers. But she clearly meant immediate danger.

The horseman commander mentioned a watch tower. Snorting he shoved the door open before speaking. "I am the alarm." Kharne stated as the door closed behind him. Inhaling enough that his chest visibly swelled from the size of his lungs. "GET YOUR ASSES UP AND ARMED, ARMOR ON, WEAPONS BARED THE ENEMY IS HERE!" He roared, his voice actually shaking the house behind him with how loud he hollered.

Reaching over his shoulder he undid the clasp for his gigantic red crystalline sword and pulled it free. The giant's eyes roamed the area as he slowly stepped forward, making way for the other commanders to come out. His ears swiveled while his nostrils flared. He was actively hunting for anything out of the ordinary among the camp. Something that didn't smell, sound, look, or even feel right. The joys of having animalistic senses and instincts.

Tales from Frontier Village: A Rune Factory Roleplay

Gimmegimmegimme, love that series (despite not beating any of the...like 5-6 games they have currently)

DEAD ISLAND 💀🌴

Yes Black Smith's still exist in the 21st century, and a suit of full plate goes, on the cheap, for what I listed as a price so yes he could afford to go to Banoi with ease. The voice, not common but does happen, normally with people who suffer from giantism. The picture was a poor choice but it's rare to find one that fits my characters and I'm genuinely tired to describing new ones (I've been at this for 15 years). So, not gonna continue along with this rp it seems.