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In 🦄 Deeper Than The Sands - Merged With T.S. → 6 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

Priscilla Harker

Location: Benha(Rose Gardens)
Skills: Athletics

	Mosi felt like she was in a complete nightmare right now. The buzzing... the stinging... She wasn't sure the reason for this almost divinely comedic tragedy, but whatever it was, she didn't really want to take part of it. Dammit she still wanted to live! She was going to struggle even if she was to die, she wasn't going to do so without a fight!" Not like THIS bees!" She shouted nearly, gritting her teeth as she rolled over and putting as much force as she could, Mosi managed to get up! The fight was not over, life was not taken as long as a single breath remained in her. Maybe she'd die, but maybe she'd survive and she was refusing to think about the bad end. No  tragic ends allowed here, she wasn't a greek tragedy heroine!

	With renewed vigor of having managed to pull herself up and get running again, she moved through the rose gardens and the swarm of bees that were buzzing. She could only hear the buzzing. Her arms moved, hell her arms moved like they haven't in a long while. She was glad of her skills as a smith right about now, her arms weren't tiring easily since she was used to swinging heavy hammers a lot. Swatting away at bees in a vague attempt to make htem keep away from her was a tactic, a not really working tactic, but it was keeping her mind focused on something as she was moving through the location, in the hope of escaping! Maybe if she managed to leave behind all these roses, teh bloody flying menace would fly back to the gardens as she highly doubted that the perfume drop on her arm would contend with the combination of a whole garden worth of flowers. It was her only hope. 

	Her arms were hurting, her face was hurting... neck was hurting. Every piece of her body that was not covered by her clothing was hurting like hell and some even through the clothing, but luckily not too much." Almost..." She gritted her teeth again as through the swarm, her eyes narowed so much, she managed to see the gates of the gardens. They were so close now! She was almost there!' No giving up now!' She thought to herself.

In 🦄 Machiavellian Masquerade - Chapter 1 → 6 yrs ago Forum: Advanced Roleplay

Prima Rave
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Location: Shadowell Manor: Second Floor Landing -> State Dining Room (3rd Floor)
Skills: N/A
Hit Points: 6
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 	Prima Rave shut up as they continued to move forward. It seemed the Lord was not pleased at all that some people were being slow about it. She couldn't change his opinion, nor she wanted to. Still she didn't really believe they were malicious about it, but nothing to be done. Sure enough they continued walking ever forward... or rather upwards until the third floor. From there they took a little unexpected to her detour to what felt one of the building's wings, passing through a few rooms and a long corridor because there was no direct access from the stairs to the dining room it seemed. She tried to pay good attention through the rooms they passed through. From what seh could vaguely see, the rooms mirrored shapewise the first floor wing they were at more or less. Until they were finally at the State Dining Room where the lord told them to take their seats.

	Rave took note of where people were sitting already and decided to sit on the side facing Moss for no perticular reason. She chose a seat that was not sitting right by someone else and was some seats away from the Lord. She didn't feel comfortable sitting too close to him in the end. Still by the looks of it there were easily more than enough seats for everyone that had arrived with them. She pulled a seat and sat down, without wasting too much time. Well she was glad about how things turned out. At least tonight they'd have shelter and they wouldn't go to sleep on empty stomachs. She supposed the word felt it would be a complete waste to not use the food that probably was already prepared to what could be referred as the real guests that were supposed to arrive.

	She then took a good look at the setup at the tables. It was incredibly majestic looking, From the tablecloth to the plates and everything else was incredibly majestic looking. She almost felt like in a dream. These were things that most people out there would never experience even once in a lifetime. If there was just a single thing she wasn't as keen on, it was all the statues that were lining the circular walls of this Dining Room. She wondered how people liked having so many statues in a single room. Now though, all that was left was for hte Lord to give his permission to start the dinner, she wasn't going to touch a thing before the lord did or he told them they could start.

In Warcraft: War of the Ancients [Recruiting] → 6 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

World Narrative

Gronar, Location:  Cenarius's Glade.- The chaos was complete in just a few moment as more and more felhounds were rushing into the glade. Cenarius was quickly killing them and Malfurion after his massive failure just a few moments prior, finally pulled himself back together and managed to ask the spirits of nature to tangle the fel beasts into powerful wines and roots that held them in place and also started dragging them down under. The demigod was currently wrestling with 3 hounds by himself, two trying to bit his hands while another was trying to flank him, but his hoves were a powerful weapon. He didn't seem to need too much help right now.

	The spelcaster and the demigod aside, Gronar had found himself face to face with a felhound that was charging him. The weapon of wood seemed lighter and frail due it's material, but the moment it came in contact with the demonic beast, a marvel happened. It cut, it cut through it like hot knife through butter. The due to his own swing and the momentum of the charging beast, the sword cleaved through the Felhound, passing all the way through from the front to i'ts hind legs, making it fall in two different pieces by the orc. This was a weapon! This was a mighty weapon just for his hand! As his first kill in this world happened, another hound appeared and jumped at him through the trees, but reaction was the name of the game and he would be able to dodge it perfectly, leaving the beast that had just landed completley vulnerable and open to attack( He's getting a free hit here, make it as fancy as you wish)

Fabios, Location:  ???.- Fabios had indeed managed to flee Cenarius glade during the attack of the felhounds. What was going through his head was all for him and he had his own reasons. Now though there was another problem he was facing. Where to go? He was in the middle of a massive ancient forest, with nary a point of interest to orient himself across the place. Where to go now? Could he escape from the keeper of the forests once the danger of the demons was over with? Well these questions were suddenly asnwered as blue glowing lines formed across the chest piece of his armor. They carried a complex pattern as suddenly he was engulved into blue light and pulled through a teleport, only to find himself face to face with a really amuzed Heda on the other end.

"We meed again, my human friend!" Heda exclaimed with a huge grin as she patted the paladin on the shoulder." Figured you'd get in trouble with Cenarius when he returns sooner or later, so I marked you to pull you over as soon as I could. Sorry took me a while, stuff got a little chaotic on this end too." She laughed, as only now would Fabios be able to see a smoking pile of rocks with green glow to it, at a closer look it appeared to be an Infernal. As for where they were they appeared to be in a big cave underground. There was also a fallen doomguard charred to cinders and tossed aside. The cave was empty aside from these and Heda right now though." Look I'm in need of a little bit of holy light help here.. you see, that guy over there..." She said and then pointed at a really grotesque humanoid creature that was currently raising from a big hole in the ground. It was alive... probably. It wasn't an undead, but it was like some twisted amalgam with a demon or rather demons. It was like someone took a bunch of clay figures of demons and rolled them into one with vague humanoid shape.

In 🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1 → 6 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

Amelia Payne
Location:Camp Mexico Beach: Quarantine (W: Conference Room)
Skills: N/A


	Alright if she felt bad and slightly embarrassed before, now she wanted to lock herself in a box and get burried down at the center of the earth. She was the only one who lost her meal at this... faul stentch! Especially after all the time they spend on the roads to still end this way and display herself in even worse light. She sighed as she heard Riley coming around asking if she was okey. Amelia just gave a wary sigh." Sort of... for now..." She mumbled also an additional reply, hiding her face now. This was not a nice way to their start here, not nice at all. She didn't quite pay attention to what the source of the chemical warfare weapon was doing or saying, mostly cause her attention was focused elsewhere though.

	Suddenly the Atticus person came over with a glass of water and some encouraging words. " Thank you." She gave a few honest words of thanks to the map as she took the glass of water, drinking from it, trying to wash out the bile from her mouth. At least this guy seemed nice, unlike some of the others from this place they had seen. Amelia then smiled and nodded when Atticus went ahead to recount the tale of how he had lost his own lunch in hte past, making it sound like what she had done wasn't that great a deal and she was happy he did so. She smiled lightly and nodded, before thinking for a moment." Thank you, I feel better now." She gave in a rare more worded out sentence, especially considering she said  it to someone she had just met, but she did feel grateful to the map now. Despite her shyness and the fact she wasn't sure they could quite trust these people.

	Then just as she was beginig to settle with the situation once more a person entered the room, stating they had another person to join them. They had vaguely heard about it earlier. She turned around in that direction, wondering what kind of person was arriving now after them.

In 🦄 Soulless Regency - Merged With T.S. → 6 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

Constantin Kolev

Location: Road to Gretna Green From Port Annan
Skills: Tretiy Glaz(passive), Fal'shbort(passive)

"Indeed!" Constantin replied to Vlad's enthusiasm about hunting the flying multi-headed tentcled menace. They had a bone to pick with this thing and it was going to be in need of sorting out before long. Pride didn't allow to keep this unsolved, pride and grudge! Still grudge was only as good as the means of settling said grudge and they didn't have any of those right now. The creature they had encountered was an enigma, one that wasn't familar to Constantin in any bloody way. None of the circus folks seemed to know it and others seemed perplexed by it, otherwise reactions might have been different? Well maybe he should try to draw the thing as best as he could for easier time asking people if they knew it? Though he was seriously wondering how people didn't seem to be aware of the big scary flying monster. Where the hell had it popped out from? Some hole that led to hell? Or maybe it was a devil of some kind? Though considering things, he hadn't quite seen evidence devils existed... Well soulless were a thing, but they weren't really demons... probably.

	Suddenly thinking on train of logic, Constantin reached a rather curious conclusion." Actually... hov did soulless came to be to begin vith?" He asked aloud with pondering voice as they were following the little Ludwig's directions on where to go. This appeared as random road picking to him, but who knew if it wasn't some secret thing." I don't mean hov more soulless appear, that ve knov. Vell for the most part, for those ve've trained and studied. Vhat I meant is... vhere did they came from ORIGINALLY? I mean, I never thought about it until nov. Hov did soulless happened to be a thing to begin with?" He asked, frankly not sure if anyone knew the asnwer, but it was a good question. He didn't know the answer and he felt curious about it.

	Constantin then looked at the saddle bag." Hov you found anything, Ludvig?" He asked, it's been a lil since the German started his search." Any luck vith it?"

In Devil May Cry: Night of Knights → 6 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

Kosara

 	Kosara took a deep breath as the battle had ended. She threw a glance at the driver and waved his hand to him in a manner telling him to get going, preferrably as far away from this city as possible. If mook demons rampaged like this and there was even a barricade set up, heck then there was the big bird thing too. There was something really bad going on in this city. It appeared quite the more serious than she had expected originally. Well good for her, more money, more dead demons and she'd get to sleep better tonight... Maybe. 

	Just as she was about to get going again, a gust of wind reached and washed over her. Her eyes narrowed menacingly as she sensed the demonic energies in the air. Her demonic blood was stirring up at hte sensation, it felt so familiar... and somehow unknown still. She could almost feel a calling and the demonic blood coarsing through her vein was reacting to it. The blood of her mother was calling out to follow. She frowned for a moment and then started walking further into the city. With a few jumps she was across the barricade and staring at the empty road. Well... someone had put guards in place by the looks of it. 

	Adjusting the volume on her mp3 player, she jumped from the barricade and started walking down the street deeper into the city. There was no point in going back, especially now that she knew there were demons rampaging about. She had work to do, a duty and a pleasure at hte same time. Though admittedly she could do for some food too... Thus she decided to keep her eyes open in case she finds a food stand or restaurant or something. chances were it would be abandoned, but hey maybe not and even if it was, she could still grab somethign from a store if she passed by one. Still she really wondered what this sensation she felt was... and who caused it. Was it connected to her mother in some fashion? If so... could it be... the one she always wanted to find? Now she was filled with anticipation.