Raylah

The Black Adder Tavern- always open!

Just saying - I dont think two appearance images are necessary, especially when people usually just have one, so they post the same one twice.

LuLu

Lucy Nordek

Character Summary

Name: Lucy Nordek
Aliases: LuLu
Age: 26
Race: Human
Place of Origin: tiny village called the Long River
Gender: female
Class/Job: Entertainer, companion and whatever else the guests pay for

Physical Attributes

Appearence:
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: just earrings
Day To Day Attire: A dress that hides as little as possible, while showing her advantages to potential customers.
Strengths:

• very skilled in providing pleasure
• beautiful
• funny

Weaknesses:

• loves money
• no fighting skills
• she can’t keep secrets very well

History

Current Events: Lulu loves her job, and she loves money. She tried the ‘decent’ way, she really did. She was a tailor’s apprentice for almost a year, but slouching over a piece of cloth all day for a few coppers seemed like a hard way to earn living. Then one of the customers offered her a gold coin for spending a night with him and Lucy found out that you can have fun and earn something at the same time.

Extras

Character Quote: There are much worse ways to earn money.
Theme Song: ''Don't Stop The Devil'' by Dead Posey
Aura Color: Brilliant red
Scent: Jasmine

Westley: Give us the gate key.
Yellin: I have no gate key.
Inigo Montoya: Fezzik, tear his arms off.
Yellin: Oh, you mean *this* gate key.

Non-commital drop-in RP?

@Arya10108909 I think you will have better luck finding customers once you get the RP running :)

Lucy Nordek alias Lulu

Job: Entertainer and companion for the guests
Lulu loves her job, and she loves money. She tried the ‘decent’ way, she really did. She was a tailor’s apprentice for almost a year, but slouching over a piece of cloth all day for a few coppers seemed like a hard way to earn living. Then one of the customers offered her a gold coin for spending a night with him and Lucy found out that you can have fun and earn something at the same time.
After all, there are much worse ways to earn money, right?
Lulu is very friendly and outgoing person. She laughs a lot, is a decent singer and dancer. And most importantly, she is familiar with the ways to please most kinds of creatures that roam the world.

Race for the Crown

Then I am interested.
Just some questions. Why would the king's bastards be considered equal to his rightful children? How is it with magic in the world? Is there some closer specification on the "game"?

Dyson's Dream - Sci-fi NRP in the far future, everyone lives in a dyson swarm!

This actually seems quite interesting

Non-commital drop-in RP?

Hmm would you rent a permanent room for... lets say a professional lady companion, who would (for a reasonable price) entertain your guests? :D

Race for the Crown

Girls allowed to become the "king"? :D

Adelon: Steeling the Faith (High-Casual)

Yarri was lost in her thoughts, leaning against the railings. At first, she didn’t even notice that the Muran, who had been sick for almost entire journey, was talking to her. Her first instinct was to just turn around and walk away, but that was one of the many problems on the ship – there was nowhere to run. There were people of all races, genders and ages everywhere. There was no place to hide, someone would always come and tried to talk to her.

“I am not sick,” she growled, hoping he would just leave her alone. But he seemed like on of those annoying ‘friendly’ people. Shaela sprinted around, and Yarri gave a sharp whistle, calling the cougar back to her. “You seem to be enjoying yourself a bit too much,” she said to the animal. Shaela naturally didn’t respond, she just tilted her head, watching her, probably wondering whether her master is really angry, or just grumpy as usual. “Please just try not to scare anyone to death,” Yarri said, gesturing Shaela to go.

She turned back to the vast ocean, noticing that the man who spoke to her is looking at her. Was he actually smiling? Was he actually expecting some longer answer from her? Well he sure as hell wasn’t getting it.

“I’m not sick, I just don’t like boats,” she caught herself saying. ‘What the hell am I doing? This stupid ocean must have driven me crazy,’ she thought. “I don’t like all the space around. You are trapped on a tiny piece of wood in the middle of nothing. There is nowhere to hide.” The longest speech she gave in a long time. Probably the longest one ever.

She closed her eyes. At least the wind was nice. It smelled different than what she was used to, but still the feeling of her hair flying around her face was very pleasant. She sighed, wishing she were somewhere on solid ground with trees around her.

The man wanted to respond, but had to turn back to the railings. Yarri wondered how is it possible that he still has some organs left inside his body, he seemed to be throwing up ever since the ship left the harbor. She was grateful she wasn’t sick as well. The boat’s movement was annoying, and it took some time to learn to walk around without tottering from wall to wall, but fortunately her stomach was just fine.

Stranded: Prisoner's Tale (sci-fi/fantasy Med casual)

~Lyra Anderly~

@Rune_Alchemist

Lyra was relieved that the woman decided not to kill her. Still there was a quiet voice in the back of her head, nagging her. ‘She is just waiting for you to turn around to kill you safely. Are you seriously that crazy that you would trust her?’ There was a point to it – why would a guard ally themselves so easily with a prisoner? From what Lyra knew, the guards on the Alcatraz weren’t exactly angels, only the toughest got sent there. It seemed to be almost as much punishment for them as it was for the inmates.

But then again, Lyra was hardly in a position where she could be picky about potential allies. And she also agreed that they should find some safer place before anyone else shows up. “Allright,” she nodded, trying to sound bold and decisive. “We should move,” she said, gesturing into the jungle with her staff.

The looked at each other for a moment, none of them wanting to go first and have the other one behind her back. Then Lyra laughed. ‘What do I have to lose? My wonderful life?’ she thought ironically and headed for the jungle. Cold shivers ran down her spine when she heard the other woman follow her. Despite her thoughts, she didn’t actually want to die.

The animals were scared out of the area by the cellblock impact, but now they were slowly returning. The jungle was filled with strange sounds; Lyra gave a lurch every time she heard some loud unexpected noise. She was holding her staff up, ready to throw a flame at anything that would seem like a threat.

Adelon: Steeling the Faith (High-Casual)

@shylarah seems that big cats are popular companions

Adelon: Steeling the Faith (High-Casual)

Yarri frowned, staring at the ocean around the ship. The huge open space made her nervous. There was nowhere to hide, nowhere to run. She wrapped her cloak tighter around her, not wanting to draw more attention to her “revealing clothing” as one of the other passengers called it. She couldn’t care less about other people’s opinions on her, but she hated the attention. Of course no cloak could disguise Shaela, so that effort was mostly in vain.

She had to grin when she remembered the face of the captain, when they came aboard. A wild-looking woman accompanied by a huge black cougar. When he suggested the animal be caged for other passengers’ safety, Shaela came closer to him and growled right into his face. Yarri also growled. “You can try.” The captain, now all white with fear, just gestured them to continue onboard.

That was the only time she had talked to him. She saw him chatting with the other passengers, but whenever he would come closer to her, she would just stare at him until he changed his mind. ‘Stupid Murans,’ she thought, watching the human younglings run around. At the beginning of the journey they were frightened to come anywhere near Shaela, but soon the boldest boy of them came to ask Yarri if he could pet her cat.

A cat. Twice the child’s size. Yarri just raised her eyebrow, thinking about what is she going to tell the boy’s father when Shaela eats him. But the boy stood on his tiptoes, reaching as high as he could, and scratched the cougar under her chin. The worst part was that Shaela apparently loved it. ‘What a traitor,’ Yarri thought while watching her chase the children around the ship. Fortunately, none of their parents was there to see that.

‘Why did I even get on this stupid piece of wood?’ But she knew all too well. They were getting too close to her, so she had to change the scenery. Not run away, of course, she would never do that, but just relocate to another area for some time. Yarri spat into the water. These so-called hunters. She swore that one day she would show them the true meaning of that word.