Loksfjoer

Paranormal Activities [SporkoBug and Calle]

When the alarm in Benjamin's watch beeped to let him know he had arrived at the point of no return, he stopped to silence it, took a breather with his hands on his hips and turned around to get back. A sudden feeling of being watched came over him. After glancing around he took two steps before he noticed a movement. It turned dark afterwards.

Mike was thinking many thoughts on the way to the tearoom; he had read a lot of information that all needed their place in his mind and he tried to order it as well as he could. He almost passed the tearoom, but he remembered just in time this was where he had to be.
He entered the establisment and as he was the first he sat down at an empty table, checking out the modest menu.

A Trainers Ambition [SporkoBug and Calle]

Michael nodded to show he had listened, but it was a difficult subject to fully understand. Especially with the baby Mew that had hatched. Maybe it wasn't needed to fully understand it, as long as he got the most important things. If Arceus was afraid of Niccia being corrupted, he had to look after her. His thoughts went, against his will, to Darkrai. What if Darkrai got her? He shuddered, having been Darkrai's prisoner wasn't a pleasant memory, and certainly not a situation he wanted Niccia to endure.
He finished his food in silent thought.

Andy sat down next to Gavin, but didn't disturb his meal. He just ate in silence next to him, glancing to his Pokémon who all seemed to enjoy their meals.

"It's okay," Saruya said to Niccia. "Let them play, it will make them stronger." She watched all the small Pokémon eat to ensure they all got their fill. She looked up when Bear placed a bowl in front of her.
"We have enough, no need to wait.". He said the same to Soul as he gave him a portion for himself as well. He, the fast eater that he was, had already finished his and wandered around a bit to find something to do.

THE WAR FOR MYTHERIA - Isekai Adventure

Fenna lay in the grass, rain fallow down on her. Shallow breaths escaped her lips as she tried to work through the pain of her open wounds. She turned her head to see first Clive and then Zell move in with their attacks. "Good job," she whispered to Zell when Zigmund died, even though she knew he was out of ear-shot.

It wasn't long before Barracker helped her up and assister her towards the temple entrance. Pierced three times, but the spikes had been thin, the wounds they had caused weren't an immediate thread but would need treatment. The blood leaking out the six wounds mixed with the rain and travelled down her armour.

Fenna grinned weakly at Barrackers comment. Pre-rain she had been able to land some good hits, but post-rain she had done nothing more than take the role of distraction, which thankfully had paid off. "I take pride in the fact he hated me enough that he wanted to make me suffer," she admitted. "That means he considered me one of the bigger nuisances at least. I'm glad he's dead."

With a groan she got down on the ground when they reached the camp and tried to determine what needed to happen with her wounds. It would need some bandaging for sure. Where were her supplies? Sil landed next to her with the spear she had picked up, while Fenna slowly removed her leather armour. Fenna leaned back in a half-sitting/half-lying position, moving hurt and the slow but continous bloodloss made her tired. Sil watched her and after a moment she went to a nearby leaf, picked it up and tried to put it on one of the lower wounds. "Thanks, darling," Fenna whispered, although it did nothing to stop the bleeding.

She found some bandages to wrap around her torso, but with her injured shoulder she couldn't do it alone. Thankfully she got the assistance she needed. She turned her face to MacKensie and managed a faint smile when she pointed out her shoulder. Out of the three wounds, that was the one that one caused the most discomfort in both pain and hindring her movement. Her first instict was to downplay it, but there was no reason for it. "Yes, I need a hospital," she sighed.

When her wounds were provisionally treated, Fenna lay down to rest. Sil remained close to her and eyed everyone who dared coming close suspiciously. Fenna listened to MacKensie questioning Clive and turned her head so she could watch them.

From the Egg - A Dragon Training Rp

Trevor

Name: Trevor
Race: Human
Text Color: purple/a187be
Special Skill: Fighting skills, most proficient with sword and spear. Tactical insight.
Ambition/Dream: Trevor lives in the here and now and doesn't have long-term dreams or ambitions. He just wants to live a quiet life far away from everyone.
Personality Traits: serious, distrusting towards those who aren't human, grumpy at times, loyal to friends, speaks his mind.
Childhood: Trevor grew up as a boy in the city with three siblings, one older brother, one younger brother and one younger sister. His father was a woodworker and he made toy weapons for his children, which Trevor often played with; his toy sword was his prized possession. Trevor and his siblings helped out in the workshop as well, learning to wield various blades safely. Trevor received an education at the local school, where he learned to read and write. As children do, Trevor got into fights, especially when someone picked on his younger siblings.
Adolescence/Training: Once Trevor was old enough, he joined the army of king Rosmund. He considered it a good way to help defend the people of the country who couldn't defend themselves against the Phospholites. He never complained during the hard training and used every moment he could to work on his skills. While it was clear archery wasn't his thing, he got better with both the sword and the spear quickly.
Adulthood/After Completing Training: Trevor participated in battles and became an officer. Soldiers considered him very strict, but he was never unjust and didn't ask from his soldiers what he wasn't willing to do himself. Trevor came close to being expelled from the army for disobedience a few times, but he had some higher officers who vouched for him; Trevor had a tendency to do what was needed and if that didn't follow the rule of the book or the direct order, so be it. Thankfully his results were what mattered to his direct superior.
After spending a few years of his life as an officer and after an especially bloody battle for the important trade hub, Trevor decided to quit. He returned home and built a small house in the forest. In a nearby city he could sell his skills as a mercenary and his knowledge of the woods as a guide, and where he could take advantage of the existence of taverns. While he enjoyed living by himself, he could spend hours in a tavern, listening to the latest news or bards, and look for potential customers. He had protected travellers against ogres and bugbears until he received a letter with the instruction to go to the monks on a distant island.
Notable Family: His parents and siblings live, and while he maintained a good relation with them, none play a big role in his current life.
Notable Figures: Andrus, a senior officer he served under and a good friend.
Character Themes: Strenght. Freedom. Loyalty.
Character Tragedy: The battles and people under his command dying left scars.
Character Flaws: not social, doesn't take orders from someone he doesn't know or trust, bigot towards not-humans (with some exceptions)
Hobbies: he keeps himself busy with taking care of his weapons or woodcarving.
Appearance: Short brown hair, clean shaved face. He wears leather armour and a green cloak.

From the Egg - A Dragon Training Rp

@Loksfjoer Approved! My only slight concern is that a character who is a loner tends to have trouble interacting with other characters. As long as you feel that won't be an issue, then I don't have an issue.

@JewelSerket

I've used this character in other RP's. He likes his solitude, but mingles when needed. He isn't shy and speaks his mind, so there will be opportunities for interaction. I'll add that he speaks his mind as I forgot to include that. And make a mention that when he's in town, he does visit public places like taverns.

From the Egg - A Dragon Training Rp

Trevor

Name: Trevor
Race: Human
Text Color: purple/a187be
Special Skill: Fighting skills, most proficient with sword and spear. Tactical insight.
Ambition/Dream: Trevor lives in the here and now and doesn't have long-term dreams or ambitions. He just wants to live a quiet life far away from everyone.
Personality Traits: serious, distrusting towards those who aren't human, grumpy at times, loyal to friends.
Childhood: Trevor grew up as a boy in the city with three siblings, one older brother, one younger brother and one younger sister. His father was a woodworker and he made toy weapons for his children, which Trevor often played with; his toy sword was his prized possession. Trevor and his siblings helped out in the workshop as well, learning to wield various blades safely. Trevor received an education at the local school, where he learned to read and write. As children do, Trevor got into fights, especially when someone picked on his younger siblings.
Adolescence/Training: Once Trevor was old enough, he joined the army of king Rosmund. He considered it a good way to help defend the people of the country who couldn't defend themselves against the Phospholites. He never complained during the hard training and used every moment he could to work on his skills. While it was clear archery wasn't his thing, he got better with both the sword and the spear quickly.
Adulthood/After Completing Training: Trevor participated in battles and became an officer. Soldiers considered him very strict, but he was never unjust and didn't ask from his soldiers what he wasn't willing to do himself. Trevor came close to being expelled from the army for disobedience a few times, but he had some higher officers who vouched for him; Trevor had a tendency to do what was needed and if that didn't follow the rule of the book or the direct order, so be it. Thankfully his results were what mattered to his direct superior.
After spending a few years of his life as an officer and after an especially bloody battle for the important trade hub, Trevor decided to quit. He returned home and built a small house in the forest. In a nearby city he could sell his skills as a mercenary and his knowledge of the woods as a guide. He had protected travellers against ogres and bugbears until he received a letter with the instruction to go to the monks on a distant island.
Notable Family: His parents and siblings live, and while he maintained a good relation with them, none play a big role in his current life.
Notable Figures: Andrus, a senior officer he served under and a good friend.
Character Themes: Strenght. Freedom. Loyalty.
Character Tragedy: The battles and people under his command dying left scars.
Character Flaws: not social, doesn't take orders from someone he doesn't know or trust, bigot towards not-humans (with some exceptions)
Hobbies: he keeps himself busy with taking care of his weapons or woodcarving.
Appearance: Short brown hair, clean shaved face. He wears leather armour and a green cloak.

From the Egg - A Dragon Training Rp

I was planning on playing a dwarf, or maybe a human. This Redcap got me intrigued though.

RPGC# 39 - two worlds (prompt and discussion)

Important! For this round I have upped the word count. Instead of 500-5000 I have the word count listed as 1000-7500.

RPGC# 39 - two worlds (prompt and discussion)

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RPGC #39 – Two Worlds

We all know about the world we live on, we've known it for our entire lives. There is only one world. Until, one day, a doorway opens.

Write a story about either a human going to another world (different planet, alternative universe, the underworld, ...), or an inhabitant of the other realm visiting earth. You can write from the human perspective, or from the perspective of whatever resides on your other world.

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Core rules:

• At all times follow the Fundamental Rules of the Guild and the Moderation Policy for Forum Contests.
• After reading the above this should be obvious: no plagiarism and respect copyright laws.
• The story you submit must be written by you and specifically for this contest. This also means no AI generated stories.
• This is a place for original fiction, no fanfiction allowed.
• Don't exceed PEGI 16 with your writing; no 18+ themes and fade to black if applicable.
• Don’t forget to subscribe to this thread. You will receive updates on the contest and on the number of entries, and reminders about the deadline here. I will not PM them.
• The winner of this contest will be honoured in our Trophy Case.

Contest rules:

• In this contest you'll need to write about someone from one realm going into another and how they experience the strange new world. Don't forget to add a bit of worldbuilding!
• There will be a minimum word count of 1000 and a maximum of 7500
• Please PM @Loksfjoer your entry and give it as title RPGC#39 - (Your Title).
• Your entry can be anonymous or carry your name. Let me know what you want in the PM. If you don't specify, your entry will be posted anonymously, but you may always claim your story during or after the voting round.
  Even for anonymous entries, the name of the writer will be added to the entry in the Hall of Fame.
• The deadline is May 7th, 9:00 CET, which is 7:00 server time (both times are in a.m.)

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Number of entries so far: 0

From the Egg - A Dragon Training RP (New Lore, Looking for Players)

Howdy folks! I just dropped the newest chunk of lore. From here on, I will be checking to see if I have enough players. Once I have 3+ players, I will make an OOC post for this rp. If you are interested, either respond to this comment or give it a reaction of some sort.

@JewelSerket

It's been a while since I did a dragon RP. I'm interested.