Mas Bagus

Dark Fantasy Isekai

@RedactedI'd like to inform you that I might not be able to participate sufficiently in this RP for the time being, so feel free to allocate my slot to anyone who needs it. Good luck to you and everyone

Dark Fantasy Isekai

For now I am glad the concept didn't immediately get the 'No' stamped on it, hahaha. Thanks for answering, Looking forward to see how this will be played out.

Dark Fantasy Isekai

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Say your character was someone akin to Aladdin or Robin Hood in their previous life:

The character sheet I’m workshopping would have you start off with Legendary Thief and right from the get-go you’d be good at sneaking around and pulling pockets. Progression would then branch out from that as your character slowly remembers more about themselves, like if they were a master archer— or swordsman.

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Hmm, does the origin of the characters have to be from the world with a similar level of magic/civilization? How fantastical is this world anyway? Your standard Tolkien-like where magic is rare amongst the populace but not really uncommon, or something like Elder Scrolls where a random nobody can shoot a gout of fire?

The character I am designing will not have a speck of magic in her, but she's... unconventional in the isekai genre, to say the least. And here I am hoping she won't be too broken for a starter character.

She will be incredibly strong and durable. Capable of tanking anything that could otherwise kill/dismember people. Not really invincible though since anything magic can disable her, and her durable body still has its limits. I do not plan to have her experience a lot of progression in terms of raw power scaling but rather be focused on the personality aspect.

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A curated sandbox where story beats will nudge you in specific directions.

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I will be honest with you I am not really familiar with a sandbox RP, but I am ager to try this new way of playing. What does the curated sandbox anyway? Could you explain?

Dark Fantasy Isekai

I am interested. But before anything, I have a few questions.

1. How basic will our starting ability be?
2. Will it be something like a sandbox game?

Through a Wayward Glimmer -- to a Faraway Place [Closed]

"Best I could wrangle free from tight lips last night, was that smaller groups had been sent, but have gone missing-- Gone at least 3 days past check-in. Stay on your toes. Nobody was willing to speak up about specifics concerning what to expect out there. Either they don't know, or refuse to talk. Don't know which."

Sonia deadpanned for a moment before managing to recover with a dry chuckle. "Ah, same plan, same gig, and yet, expecting different results. Some may call this insanity. And I guess we are a bunch of lunatics, willingly signing up to be a part of this insanity."

Sonia shot the captain a glare, yet didn't bother to directly confront him about Robert's finding. If the man was truthful he would explain without being asked. The concern about his transparency had been implied multiple times and at this point, Sonia wasn't expecting much.

Sheathing her sword in its scabbard, Sonia just needed another occasion to make her stance firm, and until that time came...

"But whatever. Come hell or high water, let's get this party started and rescue that damsel."

Through a Wayward Glimmer -- to a Faraway Place [Closed]

"I... I see." Said Sonia, trying to offer a small sympathy. But the fellow has already excused himself with no more words to say, maybe he was shy?

"Something in the middle maybe?" she turned to Kealara. "I already have a machete, but it is a poor stabbing weapon, and I could use something with more power. An arming sword sounds like a good idea. Gotta see the inventory then. Thanks for the advice!"

Leaving the captain to be questioned by more people, Sonia smirked as she headed for the supply wagon. Unfortunately, there was no bastard sword in the pile, so she took her time to pick the longest and heaviest sword from the pile, even if the difference was just a slight. She noted that their quality wasn't anything exquisite, and although that raised speculation that the duke was skimping his defense budget, Sonia couldn't complain. It was made of steel and would cut and pierce flesh all the same. And look! It also came with a leather scabbard!

Through a Wayward Glimmer -- to a Faraway Place [Closed]

"...Our plan is to travel to the ruins where her personal effect was discovered, and scour the place. With any luck, we will find her there, alive and well…"

Another answer that doesn't answer much, Sonia thought. The Captain's refusal to naturally divulge any significant details was again, weird and further reinforced her suspicion that the captain was up to something. Either that or a blatant incompetency. Both were equally dangerous.

On another note, Sonia was fully aware of the captain's displeasure, but instead of giving it a rest, she pressed one more time to see his reaction and enjoyed it like she harbored a certain vendetta.

"Scour the place..." she nodded and smiled mockingly, pausing to count the participants present today. "And I presume that was also the plan in the previous expedition? Hmm? I hear ya, captain! Thanks for answering!"

Waving teasingly, Sonia retreated with another thing to ponder. All things considered, the incongruity of this mission wasn't any far from her usual routine actually, and encountering a disingenuous employer wasn't a new experience for her. All the questions and cautiousness were there so she knew what to expect and where to position herself in this quest.

Once we are deep into the wilderness, the chain of command will be as frail as a leaf anyway.

"Kaelera!" ...and the weird fellow with a face almost completely closed. She didn't know why, but his presence made Sonia feel slightly unsettled. "Not a fan of morning sunlight, eh? Mister?" she managed with her usual mirth, a small talk to divert herself from backbiting the captain, who was clearly looking at them at the moment. Seriously, she could hear him exhaling in frustration right now.

"Well, you heard the man. Time to prepare, and I think I could use a secondary weapon, do you have any suggestion, Kealara?"

@spiral origin@JP@KITCHEN GUN

Through a Wayward Glimmer -- to a Faraway Place [Closed]

Sonia approached the table with a positive if not nonchalant air and wrote her name as instructed: Sonia Alhathya the hunter. She then thanked the soldier and moved toward the Captain, which she greeted with a crafty glee. Probably much to the Captain's dismay.

"Morning, Captain. Now that I am in, pray tell, what is exactly our plan to rescue our Duke's wayward damsel? To which directions the site is at, and how far?"

Through a Wayward Glimmer -- to a Faraway Place [Closed]

"Und pring tvo more peers for mein friends, Kaelara und Zonia. I'll coffer zee tab."

"You don't have to. Really," said Sonia, shaking her head in disapproval. "We will start our work tomorrow; getting there with an addled mind is unwise. I am sure someone else would appreciate a free beer. Master Jean, maybe? You've been very quiet all this time."

After saying that, Sonia stood up from her chair. "Chat up for a bit will ya? I have some errands to tend to. See you around folks!"

Through a Wayward Glimmer -- to a Faraway Place [Closed]

"Guess we'll just have to make the best of it."

"Well, let us hope they wouldn't take us for fools. We are two good samaritans after all!" Sonia winked. "Though, I am not sure if it sounds right to do a charity for a noble."

Both women smiled, for they knew the statement was to highlight the strangeness of their situation now. Gulping her mead, Sonia let out a low whistle. Her bowl had been empty, and her drink was halfway depleted. Suddenly, she smelled something that made her nose wrinkle.

It was coming from a man sitting two stools away from her.

Ah yes, this was a bar, alright, and people smoke. Still, she could never stand the smoke, and although she wasn't nurturing a habit of chastising smokers, she would reposition herself to another corner, a gesture often taken as a discourtesy, sadly.

The man was talking to that awkward silver-blondie girl, and at that moment, Sonia saw, or rather heard him whispering something to her ears. What was it? It was not her business. Then again, the man had excused himself and went upstairs, talking about good timing.

Her attention was again on the girl named Engie. And particularly her briefcase. She eyed the inkeep, recalling if the girl had informed him about her unstable luggage.