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    1. Knotteray 11 yrs ago

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Both of you are free to join, just as long you get a character form up soon.
Also Marshal, sure, I'll reserve the dragon for you.
Accepted, welcome aboard.

(Also put in my own character in the main post.)
Accepted, thanks for joining!
You're accepted, nice character.

Aaas for the question, I imagine it's more a transforming type of thing, more like the ability to shapeshift into a more human looking thing. So they'd only have to use an amount of magic when they transform, not constantly.
I'm glad you think so, haha.
OOC over here.

In the land of Pheyriin, there is one city, eight towns around that city, and who knows how many colonies away from the main city. Most believe that Pheyriin is the only landmass, and why would you want to explore over those oceans?
There are monsters out there, you know. Strange creatures lurk in those waters, why one man even had his horse drown him as soon as it smelled the seawater. You'd be insane to go on one of the rare ships that leaves the docks in search of adventure, only one made it back and there was only two men left on it. Both insane, of course, what else would you expect?

However, despite all the stories that go around in the city and towns, some people still have the desire to go out there. Explore. They want to venture beyond this land and see others, they want to find treasures and hopefully not meet any creatures.
Some are just taken as slaves, though. Not all of these towns are wealthy, of course. Some families sell their children so they can put food on the table for the eight other little hungry mouths. Some slaves were outcasts, taken in by someone who will give them food and shelter for simple work.
Some people who come along though, are not either of these. They don't have the desire to find new land (and believe me, there is.) and they were not taken along because their masters told them to.
Though maybe that's just because they're not entirely human. You could ask them, I guess. Just don't bring up the scales. No do not bring up the fleas either. Actually just don't ask them.
Lets hope you live long enough to hear someone yell 'Land!'

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In Skin Deep 11 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
I'm still here as well! c:
In Skin Deep 11 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Name: Bran Yiar
Gender: Male
Age: 19

Appearance: Click

Personality: Keeps to himself, tries to be charming but ends up just making things worse. Can be a brat when he doesn't get his way, and tends to shut other people out when they try to correct him. In some situations he'll manage to lighten the mood with his jokes or a story. When he's given something to do, he doesn't see the point to laze around, he goes right at it and attempts his best.

History/Biography: Bran's mother was a maid, his father six feet under because of his temper and one too many drinks. Often as a kid he got into fights because of the teasing, and his mother - who was kind but at times too kind for her own good - wouldn't ask him how he got cuts any bruises. Which led him to believe that he should always get his way, no matter what. Later in life, as his mother grew weaker and later passed away, he took up any jobs that would take him, even if it meant sailing or fighting or really anything.

Emplacement of future Slave Brand: Left shoulder.
Oswald, having been left behind, simply shrugged and decided if he heard anything going on, he'd come back over. For now though, he thought it'd be a good idea for a swim. It was hot out, after all. So he found a secluded enough place with a large body of water, and dove in.
For fun, he decided he would replicate Celia's abilities for being able to breathe underwater. He started to swim around, down to the very bottom. Then he started to need to breathe. 'Oh, god. She moved out of my range,' he thought to himself, and he started to struggle to get back up to the surface because he was starting to take in too much water, and damnit he was not going to die on his first day on the job, he was.... better... than..
Some things came up, I can't spend as much time as I want to on this rp. I'm just gonna kill him off or something. c:
Oswald nodded to himself. "Seems like she was angry with the dreamwalker kid. Mm, Oswald Volteg, supervisor here who got really late because... My friend is really bad at driving and directions. I can replicate powers from others. You are?" Oswald looked around the place. Most likely there would be something else going on very soon, and he prayed that Yuriy could take care of it.
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