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4 mos ago
Current No matter how subtle the wizard, a knife between the shoulder blades will seriously cramp his style.
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5 mos ago
Today is my birthday! I wish you all a truly enchanted day!
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1 yr ago
Arguing over petty details at times of dimensional emergency was a familiar wizardly trait.
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1 yr ago
It's my birthday! I wish you all an excellent day!
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1 yr ago
A wizard never had friends, at least not friends who were wizards. It needed a different word. Ah yes, that was it. Enemies. But a very different class of enemies. Gentlemen.
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Simbel looked at what apparently passed for food being sloshed into wooden bowls and offered around to her fellow companions. She could see the individual components swimming around in the slop, see the minced and mashed pieces of the plants and animals sacrificed to make this... this thing. All of it wasted. All of it ruined. Nice, tender rabbits slaughtered, only to be defiled. She couldn't stop her nose from wrinkling at the smell, and as the ignorant woman turned to offer Simbel a bowl of her own, she realized she must be frowning too, because the woman shied back when meeting her gaze. I do not eat... that, she said, holding out her hand to pass up on the stew. I will hunt my own food.

Turning around, her yellow eyes fell on the next affront. The so-called beds. Damp, dirty, lice infested sacks of cloth. And they were supposed to... to share them? It was more than Simbel could bear. As if having to sleep cooped up inside a small, smelly house wasn't enough, they expected her to degrade herself even further? No. She would sleep in the fresh air, under a starlit sky, where she could smell the scents of night and hear its denizens. She looked about the room, searching for some kind of solace, but there was none. A small window up by the rafters caught her attention. It would probably serve.

I will sleep in the wild, she said, I will find you at dawn. Then, without waiting for an answer, she transformed once more. In a matter of moments her hair and skin had been exchanged for a white feather coat, her arms for wings, and her legs for razor sharp talons. The eagle took flight, slipped through the window, and was lost in the night.
@WhiteAngel25 Ok boss, here's my app!



Let me know if/when I can start posting!
@WhiteAngel25 Cool, thanks! I'll get a character up asap.
Hello. This game looks interesting. May I join?
@TRES I would start by introducing my character in a scene related to the setting; describe the scenery, have him/her experience something or perhaps interact with someone. I would base that experience or interaction on one of the themes of the setting and develop my character by showing him/her react to or comment on it. Then, I'd pick one of the openings from the articles in the OP and describe how my character intends to engage with it.

As stated in the OP, you can tag me in the post if you feel that your character is doing something in it that forwards the plot, or needs a referee to judge the outcome. Otherwise, you're free to just start your story.

I hope that helps!
@Fuzzybootz Looking forward to it! I'm eager to get started!
Thorne "Tanglebeard" Calabra




Tanglebeard, despite the unexpected confrontation, remains undeterred. The spectral figures, ancient and formidable, were a testament to the importance and sanctity of the knowledge they guarded. A challenge he relished. He stroked his tangled beard, each knot and twist a testament to his experiences, and the beard seemingly responded by pulsating with a subtle glow of magic.

The riddle echoed through the chambers, and Tanglebeard closed his eyes, allowing the words to seep into his consciousness. He replayed the riddle in his mind, savoring each word and feeling its essence. His robust intellect and his profound understanding of the arcane began working in tandem.

"I'm wielded in battle but never held," he murmured softly, "I dance through the night but sleep in the day, I'm found in the darkness, yet light is my way."

After a moment of contemplation, his eyes snapped open, reflecting a glint of realization. With a confident voice, he addressed the spectral guardians, "The answer is 'Moonlight'. It dances through the night and is absent during the day, used metaphorically in battles of dark and light, found in the darkness of night yet is a source of light itself."

The guardians paused for a heartbeat, their ethereal forms shimmering as they processed Tanglebeard's response. The anticipation in the chamber was palpable. Would they deem the answer correct, allowing Tanglebeard and Eldan to delve deeper into the mysteries that lay ahead? Or would they stand as a formidable barrier, halting their progress in their pursuit of the Rune of the Silver Moon? The fate of Veridian, in many ways, depended on the outcome of this initial challenge.

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