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@Forsythe @Kumbaris @Lucky @WolfredWolf @Goldeagle1221

As Shina watched the group enter the Inn, she suddenly realised the danger the townfolk were in...'how can they not see that dragon following them!?' she thought as she picked up her pace and got to the Inn entrance.

Shina saw the end of a tail slide beneath the door...she slammed open the door and shouted...

'EVERYBODY YOU ARE ALL IN GRAVE DANGER!! YOU ALL NEED TO RUN...NOW!!!!' She stood there panting, sword at the ready and noticed...no-one moved. Not a single person! In fact, they all glanced around at her and returned to their drinks and banter.

'WHY AREN'T YOU LEAVING?? CAN'T YOU SEE THAT CREATURE THERE??!' Again nothing, if anything a couple of patrons frowned at being disturbed.

'What's going on here, am i dreaming?' Shina pondered to herself.

Keeping her hand on the hilt of her sword, she strode up to the bar and sat down at the end. She saw Minnow speaking to an oddly young looking man, but who was clearly a hybrid. When she was done Shina caught her attention...

@Goldeagle1221 'Minnow, how can you be so calm with that at the bar??!'
@AdorableSaucer @Lucky @Kumbaris @Forsythe

As Shina busied herself with her latest job; an old fork that had seen better days needed straightening out for the local farmer, she couldn't help but hear (with her amazing hearing that Firetails were known for), a lot of commotion outside.

She placed the fork down momentarily and walked over to the stable front door, opening the top half for a better look 'After all...' she said to Lapoo, who was now busy having her breakfast of limberries, 'It's always so quiet around here, it's nice to hear new sounding people'.

As she looked, she almost fell backwards. There in a crowd - that included the good Mayor himself - was a dragon! A full blown bloody dragon, wings and all! Shina's instant reaction went to grab her sword from its rack; she had had experiences of the winged variety, never ending well.

But she stopped herself as she touched the hilt 'If the Mayor is there then this can't be your average dragon, right?' she turned again to Lapoo for reassurance. A stuffed set of fluffy cheeks is all she gained. She sighed. 'OK you're right, I should greet the new visitors, but i'm bringing my sword, OK?' a muffled squeak of a replay and Shina sighed again. Turns out Lapoo wasn't the conversationalist she thought she was.

Putting her work on hold, Shina opened the door and started towards the crowd as they looked to be heading for the inn...
As the sunlight poured through a crack in the half-opened window upstairs, dust was illuminated throughout the workshop below; settling on a rack of weapons in the corner and the cold anvil in the middle of the room.

Shina turned over to avoid the light waking her. She was not a morning person but she knew she had to get up early, those swords and tools weren't going to mould themselves.

As she stirred, she felt a breeze suddenly rush through the window, and the feeling of wind circling her head. Soft fur brushed her cheek, then heavy pads landing on her head, 'AHHH!' Shina startled and fell out of her bed in a crumple amongst her sheets. 'Ugh thanks Lapoo, I didn't need an alarm, i know perfectly well what time it is'. As she pulled a sheet from off her head, a pair of deep black eyes met hers, and a soft squeak followed.

Throwing her clothes on and tying her unruly red hair back, Shina leapt from the upstairs lofty bed area to the ground - she didn't need the ladder that the old blacksmith used, after all, her large tail helped alleviate the fall. Still, she didn't remove it, it was another memory of her loving guardian, one of many little things she refused to throw away.

Going to her 'kitchen' area - which consisted of a little stove in the corner of the workshop, she whipped up some eggs and schlotschic. She still hadn't got used to the taste of the drink but it helped her on these kind of mornings.

When Shina had finished breakfast, she re-stoked the furnace ready for another hard days work. 'Well Lapoo, let's see what today brings hey? Who knows, maybe we might hear from Guan'. Lapoo flew beside her, giving confused sqeaks. '....Or maybe not'.

She chuckled and opened up the workshop windows and door.
Hi all,

Sorry but I'm new to the modern day RP stories so not sure how to do the attachment type thing with the character sheet,so i've put below. If someone can tell me how to i'm happy to change it.

@Skwint I'm living inside the town/village :)

Name: Shina
Race: Shina is a 'Firetail', a race of human-like beings that have the tails and ears similar to that of the red panda. They hail from the mystic bamboo forests of the Zen Kingdom. The Zen Kingdom was beautiful, once. Emerald green as far as the eye could see, the race lived a peaceful life, where family and honour were the most important thing. They are a fierce race but loyal to the end and will strive to do what is right always. Some firetails were known to possess special abilities that would allow them to heal wounds and speak to the natural world, but those were said to have been taken or killed during the 'war', none were said to still exist.

Job: Shina is an experienced blacksmith, known throughout Lorenstad as the best in the business. Give her a lump of iron and she'd fashion up the best handled sword you've ever seen. What most don't know is that she is a hired assassin on the side (for the right price!). She is respected throughout the town though some are still unsure of her due to her mysterious nature.

Background: Shina’s race of firetails is said to be little in number following a devastating war where outsiders came to claim their rich land and resources. Shina's family were caught in a bandit raid following the war, when their meagre homes had no protection. Her father, knowing that his daughter’s life was in danger, hid her away in their cellar. She doesn’t remember anything from that night apart from the screams of her family and smoke filling her lungs.

The local blacksmith of Lorenstad found Shina wondering into the village when she was 10, with nothing but a necklace round her neck with a green emerald. He took her in and became her guardian. Fast forward 10 years and Shina had become more than the blacksmith could ever hope for in an apprentice. He taught her everything she needed to know; not just about smithing, but about the world and her place in it. Sadly, time and health took the blacksmith’s life and now Shina runs the blacksmith’s place alone. That was when she met Gaun, an assassin who came into her workshop after some unusual weapon repairs. Curious, she asked his trade and discovered the prosperous nature of his work. Shina longed for travel and adventure so took up his offer to help with his smaller contracts, as long as they would never bring danger to her town.


Home: Shina lives in the blacksmith’s place, in a little mill with a waterwheel. It’s nothing fancy but it suits her just fine. Her workshop below, Shina resides in the lofty one room upstairs. Along with her ‘friend’ Lapoo, a strange little creature, similar to a flying squirrel but deepest black. She is happy to be alone, though some nights she longs for companionship, but would never admit it.

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Hi, i'd be interested in being a shooter, however, I haven't written RP stories in years so i'm quite rusty! But happy to give this a try as my first one if it's OK to?

Do we need to create characters for this?
In Hi! 3 yrs ago Forum: Introduce Yourself
Hi all, i'm new to the forum. I used to do this sort of writing years ago when i was a teen, but i've decided to go back into it after getting back in touch with my love of reading again since last year!

Hope to join some good RP stories soon :)
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