Oni_ Member
Moment In Flux
- Last Seen: 4 mos ago
- Joined: 10 yrs ago
- Posts: 380 (0.10 / day)
- VMs: 0
-
Username history
- Oni_ 10 yrs ago
Status
User has no status, yet
Bio
User has no bio, yet
Most Recent Posts
You could be in a day off an run into me. It's probably the easiest way to run into someone since I don't belong to the guild and just around delving into ruins at this point.
GuyYouWishYouDidntKnow said
I don't know how I missed this. And yes, the other names are people who applied previously. There was an interest check but the GM took a leave of absence, so BB and I altered the premise a bit and cobbled this together. That said, some of those listed may drop out, so god slots may open up. If that's the case, people who haven't made an app or made an app for a Hero are free to rescind the Hero application to take an unoccupied god slot.The RP itself will begin once all god applications are made, but Hero applications can continue to be made after that.I myself am in Central Standard Time, BB's Eastern.
I'll hold off on my application then, I'm in GMT and 5/6 hours is rather a lot of time. My application will depend on how much tends to get done during my downtime.
Am I correct in assuming the extra names in the OP are people have applied somewhere else? I'll probably apply either way - although what time zone are you in? That'll probably end up being a deciding factor.
Jangel, you don't have to constantly name your character when you're in third person. For example:
Is completely fine since you used a quote to make it directly know who you're reply to. If you don't howver you may write it differently to make it known that Wes is the subject. Like I said that part was fine.
However:
Is fine however it looks messy. This is mainly due to you constantly repeating Angelo's name as the subject. This isn't neccesary since one you establish that he is the subject of the sentence, paragraph etc. you can replace his name with other things such as him, he or something of the same context.
Another thing is the way you handle your narrative but that's less messy than the way you handle the subject.
Don't mean to be offensive in any way by posting this - though I could see how you could be - so don't take it personally. I just feel that it's better practise the try and explain what I feel isn't quite right than leaving it or just complaining.
Angelo sighed a little shrugging letting him go. He just needed to be alone for a while
Is completely fine since you used a quote to make it directly know who you're reply to. If you don't howver you may write it differently to make it known that Wes is the subject. Like I said that part was fine.
However:
Angelo said softly not letting him hear since Angelo want going to make him do anything he didn't want to. Angelo gently pet Mark so Angelo could forget about Wes exploding on him
Is fine however it looks messy. This is mainly due to you constantly repeating Angelo's name as the subject. This isn't neccesary since one you establish that he is the subject of the sentence, paragraph etc. you can replace his name with other things such as him, he or something of the same context.
Another thing is the way you handle your narrative but that's less messy than the way you handle the subject.
Don't mean to be offensive in any way by posting this - though I could see how you could be - so don't take it personally. I just feel that it's better practise the try and explain what I feel isn't quite right than leaving it or just complaining.
Rilr disembarked from the carriage. His journey to Hargeon, unlike Magnolia the small harbour town was rather peaceful - probably due to it smaller population. It was time to find some information in this cave, he began to wander chatting to the locals every hour or so when he stopped for a break. Three hours into his search he sat down at a small parlour next the the harbour. It was a quiet time of day for the shipping lanes so there was generally very little commotion for the harbour masters to worry about.
After he ordered his drink he was soon joined at his table by a stranger. Short - about 5'2" - with a large scar down her left cheek. They began to talk casually when she unexpectedly dropped the topic about the cave. Just then Rilrs head began the throb - the beginnings of his frequent headaches. They didn't bother him since they were mild but they did offer a brief distraction. Allegedly this woman had ventured into the cave before and all she came out with was that scar from something residing within it.
What really interested Rilr however was how to get into the cave. At high tide it was completely submerged however at low tide you had to climb a cliff. That shouldn't be even in the harshest of storms. Something magical was in that cave for such a phenomenon to occur. Last time Rilr ran into such a thing he found his first and only artefact - admittedly he needed the help of two others - and a fine artefact it was. A sort of cylindrical piece of equipment with a valve. According to the people who he got in touch with it was capable of absorbing someone's energy - allowing them to sneak past any magical sensors - and then restore it. The way it accomplished this is unknown but is also stopped the regeneration of magic.
So naturally Rilr couldn't carry that around with him. It was still his by law but the council in Magnolia held it under strict conditions. If Rilr could be bothered to do the incredibly large amount of paperwork to take it with him he could have it back. Fortunately he found the thing rather useless so it never came to that.
So he was left with a few hours to spare, he thanked the woman - who introduced her self as Tina - and left to wonder until the exact moment he needed to access the cave - midway between high to low tide.
After he ordered his drink he was soon joined at his table by a stranger. Short - about 5'2" - with a large scar down her left cheek. They began to talk casually when she unexpectedly dropped the topic about the cave. Just then Rilrs head began the throb - the beginnings of his frequent headaches. They didn't bother him since they were mild but they did offer a brief distraction. Allegedly this woman had ventured into the cave before and all she came out with was that scar from something residing within it.
What really interested Rilr however was how to get into the cave. At high tide it was completely submerged however at low tide you had to climb a cliff. That shouldn't be even in the harshest of storms. Something magical was in that cave for such a phenomenon to occur. Last time Rilr ran into such a thing he found his first and only artefact - admittedly he needed the help of two others - and a fine artefact it was. A sort of cylindrical piece of equipment with a valve. According to the people who he got in touch with it was capable of absorbing someone's energy - allowing them to sneak past any magical sensors - and then restore it. The way it accomplished this is unknown but is also stopped the regeneration of magic.
So naturally Rilr couldn't carry that around with him. It was still his by law but the council in Magnolia held it under strict conditions. If Rilr could be bothered to do the incredibly large amount of paperwork to take it with him he could have it back. Fortunately he found the thing rather useless so it never came to that.
So he was left with a few hours to spare, he thanked the woman - who introduced her self as Tina - and left to wonder until the exact moment he needed to access the cave - midway between high to low tide.
Expolar said
The guild hall is close to Magnolia Town and right now , Jangle and I are already on the ocean on a small ship heading to Freesia Island for our job. Cait and burthstone are still walking to the Town with no Sound, however, there is a deadly disease there so people wgoing there should be careful.
I have ways of wasting time and since timezones I should be able to match up for the time you get back. Theoretically.
Expolar said
Hey Oni, just wondering but where is your character? Are you planning to have him find the guild or run into one of us during one of our job?
I just read this after posting. I plan on appearing in places where you have your jobs - in this case Hargeon - in order to RP with people. How I do that I'll figure I later. I was previously in the town with the guild but I haven't a clue what town it is.
With his business completed it was it time for Rilr to head out to find some other artefact. This time he would probably try towards the coast seeing as how little he has found in the mountains to the west. The streets were filled with people going about their daily lives. He wondered how many of them were mages and came to a conclusion that it couldn't have been many - magic was only seen as a tool to help them a small amount by most people and thus they wouldn't use it.
As Rilr neared the town gate there was a decrease in the amount of people around him. Maybe leaving the town was an outrageous prospect to most? Or was there some event going on Rilr had simply missed? He didn't care, chances are he wouldn't come back to this specific place for at least three weeks. By then everyone will have forgotten and things will have changed. That was both the most interesting part of his vagrant styled life but at the same time it made it seem depressing. Whenever he went back to a place there was always something new that wasn't there before - nothing radical but still it was interesting. However there was also the fact that no one ever remembered Rilr. He just wasn't in town for long enough and so he was like a ghost of some form.
Rilr vanquished the thought from his mind as he boarded the carriage and payed the driver, soon he should be in Hargeon. He'd heard of a sea-cave there which hadn't been explored fully which should make for an interesting opportunity.
As Rilr neared the town gate there was a decrease in the amount of people around him. Maybe leaving the town was an outrageous prospect to most? Or was there some event going on Rilr had simply missed? He didn't care, chances are he wouldn't come back to this specific place for at least three weeks. By then everyone will have forgotten and things will have changed. That was both the most interesting part of his vagrant styled life but at the same time it made it seem depressing. Whenever he went back to a place there was always something new that wasn't there before - nothing radical but still it was interesting. However there was also the fact that no one ever remembered Rilr. He just wasn't in town for long enough and so he was like a ghost of some form.
Rilr vanquished the thought from his mind as he boarded the carriage and payed the driver, soon he should be in Hargeon. He'd heard of a sea-cave there which hadn't been explored fully which should make for an interesting opportunity.
((Timezones everybody. What wonderful things))
Rilr stood at on of the stalls in town. Three of the four pendants in front of him and the fourth in his hand, he'd been able to find a charms master and found it was just a simple enchantment to open certain doors. The thing was Rilr had picked the amulet up in the first or second room of those ruins - how had he missed any secret doors? Either way hew as rather confident he could sell it since his magic made it especially easy to get through hidden passages. He held it up, "How much for all four?" he asked the vendor.
"10,000 Jewels" he replied. 10,000? The magic amulet was worth at least 15,000 on this man must have him for a fool.
"Make it 20,000. This Amulet won't just open any door you know." Rilr replied motioning to his enchanted amulet, "otherwise you can shove your 10,000 jewels where the sun doesn't shine"
You could see the contemplation in the vendors face - as well as the shock of Rilrs last statement - for around 3 minutes before he nodded, accepting defeat. "Pleasure doing business with you." Rilr said walking away 20,000 jewels richer. He really should consider a more stable career.
Rilr stood at on of the stalls in town. Three of the four pendants in front of him and the fourth in his hand, he'd been able to find a charms master and found it was just a simple enchantment to open certain doors. The thing was Rilr had picked the amulet up in the first or second room of those ruins - how had he missed any secret doors? Either way hew as rather confident he could sell it since his magic made it especially easy to get through hidden passages. He held it up, "How much for all four?" he asked the vendor.
"10,000 Jewels" he replied. 10,000? The magic amulet was worth at least 15,000 on this man must have him for a fool.
"Make it 20,000. This Amulet won't just open any door you know." Rilr replied motioning to his enchanted amulet, "otherwise you can shove your 10,000 jewels where the sun doesn't shine"
You could see the contemplation in the vendors face - as well as the shock of Rilrs last statement - for around 3 minutes before he nodded, accepting defeat. "Pleasure doing business with you." Rilr said walking away 20,000 jewels richer. He really should consider a more stable career.
Rilr sat in the towns local tavern. It wasn't the nicest place to stay but with his budget and the fact that he wasn't in a guild it was good enough. The room was only lightly decorated. A bare wooden floor and whitewashed walls with a few cracks in places. The window was smashed - no doubt some rowdy patrons who had a little too much to drink - so there was a constant draught coming through it , luckily the night had been warm.
The furniture was of an equal value to the walls and floor. A single bed with a straw mattress and a simple burlap ticking covering it was sat in the corner on its side. Rilr had fallen out of it during the night and taken it with him. The chair he was sat on was some cheap wood and looked like it was about to lose a leg. The table accompanying it was wonky and had an chunk missing from the side. It wasn't pleasant to use for any form of work either due to its rough surface. The only other furniture was the candle on the table the only thing that would light the room during the night.
Rilr sighed to himself as he counted the merchandise on the table. Three useless amulets that lost their power, one with some form of charm he couldn't make out on it - maybe the guild had a charms master? He didn't know one in the town. Otherwise he had nothing. He could make what? 15,000 jewels from the useless amulets? Probably less. The one with a charm on it he didn't know.
He stood and placed his findings in his pocket. That ruin wasn't worth his time. None of the ones he'd been delving into recently were. He put on his jacket and left the inn - time to sell these amulets.
The furniture was of an equal value to the walls and floor. A single bed with a straw mattress and a simple burlap ticking covering it was sat in the corner on its side. Rilr had fallen out of it during the night and taken it with him. The chair he was sat on was some cheap wood and looked like it was about to lose a leg. The table accompanying it was wonky and had an chunk missing from the side. It wasn't pleasant to use for any form of work either due to its rough surface. The only other furniture was the candle on the table the only thing that would light the room during the night.
Rilr sighed to himself as he counted the merchandise on the table. Three useless amulets that lost their power, one with some form of charm he couldn't make out on it - maybe the guild had a charms master? He didn't know one in the town. Otherwise he had nothing. He could make what? 15,000 jewels from the useless amulets? Probably less. The one with a charm on it he didn't know.
He stood and placed his findings in his pocket. That ruin wasn't worth his time. None of the ones he'd been delving into recently were. He put on his jacket and left the inn - time to sell these amulets.
© 2007-2024