LChris314

'Edge of the World' Multiverse Tavern RP [Multiverse Shenanigans with Booze]

@medalliah

David grabbed the menu and skimmed through it. "I'll have the Bog Ale then."

"Dragons and magic users are enemies in your world then." The mathematician said calmly with a smile, "but I'm not from your world, and I certainly don't want to be an enemy of yours."

"It's quite clear that my world is a boring one compared to yours. If not for the discovery of magicka, it would be even more boring." He shrugged. "Magic in my world seems to be an inborn ability. You said magic users in your world actively develops magic, right? That's impossible to me. We simply don't get to choose."

'Edge of the World' Multiverse Tavern RP [Multiverse Shenanigans with Booze]

@medalliah

"Don't worry. I keep my magic to myself. What makes you dragon kind hostile to magic users?" The last thing David needed was a fight with a dragon-girl in this foreign world.

He took a seat next to Cruzem. "It was quite a peaceful place where I lived. Certainly no such thing as magic battles. Magic users were monitored quite closely. Too closely, if you ask me. I got hit by a heavy truck and that was it. Didn't have the time to react and save myself with magic."

'Edge of the World' Multiverse Tavern RP [Multiverse Shenanigans with Booze]

@medalliah

"Well let's get a seat and some drinks. I'm actually a magic user myself, but I usually don't fiddle with my ability too much." David approached a small table for four. He sensed keen curiosity from Cruzem, and was more than happy to continue the friendly chat.

'Edge of the World' Multiverse Tavern RP [Multiverse Shenanigans with Booze]

@medalliah

The girl, Czurem, surely made David interested. Seems like a affable dragon-girl who can be a nice friend. Her friendliness was quite comforting to David, who had been on alert the whole time.

"The name's David. I'm a human, or an individual of the species Homo sapiens. That probably doesn't mean too much to you though." David responded with a firm handshake.

"I am, or was, a mathematician. You could say I was a gifted one. In my world those with mathematical talents might also get to control magicka, the mysterious newly discovered energy. Some of my colleagues could throw fireballs, some could punch with superhuman strength. Yet to me, the art of mathematics is far more fascinating than fireball-throwing. I vowed never to stop doing maths until death, but now it seems I can go on even after death." He chuckled.

'Edge of the World' Multiverse Tavern RP [Multiverse Shenanigans with Booze]

The voice of a teenage girl (@medalliah) startled David a bit. "Hello! Are you new?" She sounded quite curious to him.

"Ah yes I am. Are you, uh, also freshly dead?" David noticed a pair of... wings? He didn't even care to ask. At least she had the look of a cute girl, not a frightening demon.

'Edge of the World' Multiverse Tavern RP [Multiverse Shenanigans with Booze]

David followed Rebecca out of the carriage, then just stood there and observed the tavern. "Hmmm. What a curious place." He commented half-mindedly before getting inside. For some reason the knowledge of his own death didn't seem to bother him a bit.

The spacious tavern with its well-polished tables is a sight to behold in its own right, but the large jaguar understandably proved much more attractive to David. It sure looked deadly to him, but he remained quite relaxed, confident in his command of gravity. That is, until he (finally) noticed the menacing demon. A mere glance aroused instinctive fear in David, prompting him to step back and set up a strong repelling gravitational field.

The field didn't last long, though. David saw the woman talking to the demon, presumably named Zzubus, in a friendly and even casual manner and decided it might be best to stay calm. He would go and speak to Zzubus once they've done talking.

'Edge of the World' Multiverse Tavern RP [Multiverse Shenanigans with Booze]

Do the newly dead have any idea about the tavern, or the fact that they're dead?

The escape from Wolfwing's lair

Name: Mistletoe
Age: 32
Gender: Female
Personality: Generally caring and kind to friends but ruthless to enemies. Can sometimes get irritated easily.
Appearance: Slim and petite with an oval face, Mistletoe gives a tender aura whenever she smiles. Probably of Asian descent.
Favoured weapon: Bow; daggers for close quarters
Notable skills: Master level archery; good stealth
Notable weaknesses: Weak hand to hand combat; not very observant at times
Background: Not much is known about Mistletoe, not even her real name behind that obvious pseudonym. Her mastery of the bow suggests a rigorous hunter's training, yet her clumsiness with melee weapons points to something different. Mistletoe lives a lone wanderer's life and largely depends on monster contracts. She usually hunts dangerous solitary animals by stalking them, followed by a single arrow to the weakest spot. Her first group hunting in several years led to her current predicament.

The escape from Wolfwing's lair

@Hekazu
Nice! Should I put it on the Characters tab?

The escape from Wolfwing's lair

Don't want lazy to use an image for this one.

Name: Mistletoe
Age: 32
Gender: Female
Personality: Generally caring and kind to friends but ruthless to enemies. Can sometimes get irritated easily.
Appearance: Slim and petite with an oval face, Mistletoe gives a tender aura whenever she smiles. Probably of Asian descent.
Favoured weapon: Bow; daggers for close quarters
Notable skills: Master level archery; good stealth
Notable weaknesses: Weak hand to hand combat; not very observant at times
Background: Not much is known about Mistletoe, not even her real name behind that obvious pseudonym. Her mastery of the bow suggests a rigorous hunter's training, yet her clumsiness with melee weapons points to something different. Mistletoe lives a lone wanderer's life and largely depends on monster contracts. She usually hunts dangerous solitary animals by stalking them, followed by a single arrow to the weakest spot. Her first group hunting in several years led to her current predicament.