ProfessorLambo

Request for completed roleplays

Greetings there,

Lambo here I just asking you all a simple favor. nothing too crazy. I am trying to start a youtube channel and premise of this channel is basically a narration channel. This channel would contain narrations of completed roleplays and ongoing roleplays that shows promise. Of course I would prioritise combat and fantasy roleplay more but I am willing to do any genre of roleplay like romance or nation roleplay.

So here is where I need your help, I think it would be pretty scumbaggy if I just pluck a random roleplay and narrate it so I'm requesting to this community, if you have a completed roleplay and don't mind me narrating it please do drop me a privae message. I would credit all participants of the roleplay

I thank you for taking your time to read this post, I hope you would take this request into serious consideration

Regards,

Lambo

Between the hammer and the anvil

Sigmar quickly ate in silence and rather timidly compared to the others who ate like lions in comparison

“Magic…”

Sigmar mused softly. Apparently he came from a long line of orcish shamans according to Lady Celina and now he wondered how his life would be if he wasn’t adopted. He would probably be a shaman right now

Quickly he would wipe his mouth and sat up as Lady Dulcena gave further details regarding their mission. The half-orc nodded reluctantly before asking

“And how are we going to obtain the kid, kidnapping?”

Although he wasn’t a lawful or law-abiding individul, Lady Celina was. Comically he shuddered as he could practically hear her scornful sneer from beyond the grave

Between the hammer and the anvil

ill be posting by tonight

Between the hammer and the anvil

Sigmar exited the carriage, his prison attire loosely hanging on his body as he look around, taking a huge whiff of fresh air. Now that he was far away from that hell hole, the realization that he was no longer going to rot in a cell he threw his head back, letting out a thunderous laugh which sounded more like a war cry to his peers then jovial laugh

He would closely follow the group from behind and down the cellar. It was somewhat weird being in the room, being led out of a dark claustrophobic cell and led to another basement, albeit a n,significantly bigger claustrophobic room. But either way he took his turn, walking to the tub before wandering to himself

‘umm I believe the tub is to small for me’

He looked around trying to garner the attention of anyone as the water was being redrawn but to no avail. Shrugging he would pull out his shabby prison shirt, reveling his muscular,greenish and scar-ridden torso however he didn’t remove his pants and just step into the tub, sitting in it cross-legged as the tub wasn’t large enough to accommodate him lying down, scrubbing his body

After washing his body he changed into a fresh pair of leather trousers like the human: kayden and a linen tunic which was surprisingly oversized for even Sigmar

Entering the kitchen his sense of smell was bombarded with the scent of amazing food however his old knight habits kicked in, being as courteous as possible, sitting down only once all of his peers had and adhering to the table manners Lady Celina had taught him

Between the hammer and the anvil

Yo I'll post a lengthy reply tommorow

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Sigmar released a hot breath he didn't realize he held as his shackles was unlocked.

'This is just an illusion of freedom, just a taste but still better then nothing'

Cautiously,so as to not alarm the guard he stretch his arms upward, tensing his muscles while discreetly taking notes of the other prisoners

The feeble man before him had him slightly conflicted. It was pretty clear he was a mage or magic user of sorts however the type of magic he possibly wield perked his interest but decide not to begin the interaction first.

The man after the blind monk however ticked him off for some reason perhaps it was the sense of resolve which was perceived as smugness. Regardless he decided to not allow that to distract him from doing his job

Once nudged he would merely shrugged, shifting his gaze towards the man beside him and responded "Does it matter?". Punctuating his response with a lighthearted chuckle he continued "the name's Shield, you?" Clearly showing his desire to befriend the magic user

Walking out of the Prison he felt a rather odd sense of loss, like moving out of a beloved house. With a quick cough he would walk beside, Rolf. Helping clearly the physically weakest in the group, should he need assistance

Hand to hand combat

@Doc Doctor

Don't think it's super important but here it is

Between the hammer and the anvil

The half-orc sat on his cell bed with a small book in his beefy hands however it was not the content of the book that kept his attention but rather what it hid, a necklace with a key attached to it. Though not very loud he could hear commotions from the other cells but ignored it instead continued to inspect the key. What was it’s purpose or what it unlocked was mystery but the last word of it’s previous owner resounded in his head

“Live Sigmar.. live on, if not for yourself do it for me. Don’t cry please”

He quickly rubbed away his tears and stuffed the necklace into the pocket of his prisoner outfit as he heard the swinging cell door.

“Sir Shield. You’ve been called up”

‘Sir my a**’

Sigmar thought lethargically, most jailors here still treated him better then other prisoners due to his previous standing but still he had not push his luck and don’t plan to now so he stood up and walked up to the jailor and offered his wrist

The man once known as the Shield squint his eyes as he was led into the room, unacquainted with the sudden light however his stoic expression broke into one of recognition. While not knowing Lady Dulcena personally, the lady he once served did and on multiple occasion he accompanied her to meet Dulcena. Now his mood became somewhat light-hearted as he heard the voice he had sworn to protect with his life once again

“Live Sigmar.. live on, if not for yourself do it for me. Don’t cry please”

Under his breath he mutters softly as the man beside him made his decision

“I will Lady Celina, I will”

When Lady Dulcena approached he gave a solemn nod as The Disgraced knight, Sigmar Shield responded

“Count me in ma’am”

Between the hammer and the anvil

I'll join in once I finish school today

Hand to hand combat

Im just a rookie looking for someone to fight, hand to hand cause powers is too complex for me