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🦄 Deeper Than The Sands - Merged With T.S.

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Priscilla Harker

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Location: The Boat
Skills: N/A(No skill rolls, a roll to check for a ticket though)

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Mosi eyed the men guarding the ship as they backed away when they saw her up close." Do I look that bad?" She asked, but didn't really expect an answer, seh was swarmed by bees earlier, she lost track of all the stings she recieved and frankly highly doubted there was a place on her body that wasn't swelling from it. She felt the pain, and had a feelign her condition might be even worse than it appeared. As the men asked her for a ticket seh nodded and started searching her pockets." I swear... I will not get close to a flower garden ever again and will invest heavily in pesticides if I live a long and productive life..." She mumbled as she rummaged through her pockets.

Then as she did so, her expression froze, hand still in the pocket as her other hand covered her eyes for a moment. Her breathing sped up." GOD FUCKING DAMMIT!" She cried out, head hung backwards in fatigue and minor desperation at the situation." Ticket's missing... where... why..." She mumbled as she crouched down and sat on the ground tired." Wait... I fell back in the gardens when the swarm of bees was upon me!" Mosi exclaimed in realization. There was a good chance it had gotten lost then, maybe it fell from her pocket or maybe it was stolen even before that.

"For crying out loud...damn. Were the bees not enough? What cosmic grand power has it out for me right now..." She mumbled, rubbing her temples." Is there no way to recieve medical aid? Maybe check my room, I can tell the number, my bags there are marked and some of my clothes are embroidered with my initials..." She said, her voice a lil tired about this whole situation." Or at least ask the medical worker on the ship to see if he can treat me? If it's about payment I am more than willing to pay for it. I just need something for all this swelling..."

Warcraft: War of the Ancients [Recruiting]

@Ceta de Cloyes On first questions: yes, we are operating via more logical rules here and not simply the Game system logic here. Mediv was able to use both warlocky shenanigans and also pull typical magic, so yes in some ways a person do CAN retain some their skills if not all. For the examples you gave yes a warlock could summon water elementals, but depending on the situation some of their demonic summons are more useful for them. Or on the rogue demon hunter, yes sneaky demon hunter is quite possible. Demon hunters gain their demon hunters power on top of their previous occupation. Working off some of the tabletop rules here though, but it does make sense no? I mean if you've lived your life so far sneaking about and being sneaky you wont simply forget those skills. Deathknights are a different kind of breed in this sense cause htey were raised to be deathknights specifically so their skills will be replaced only. They are OP enough already.

On the relationships question about summons: most lower level elementals from my knowledge do not possess high intelligence in the same manner most creatures do. In fact most elementals but hte few most powerful are mindless ones so it doesn't matter really what you summon. Any summoned elemental with the right spell would just comply with it's master. Demons are trickier, but for the purpose of the RP I will allow for them to be summoned and the ones contracted specifically. Let's just call it: temporal effect of convenience magic ^^ The only thing on warlock summoning demons is that it IS harder to summon their demons into the world.

Think I answered for now ^^ feel free to ask more if you wish.

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

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Amelia Payne

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

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Amelia decided to just relax now, close her eyes and listen to the tape and then the others. She wasn't going to be reading right now. She opened her eyes again and looked about, before Riley gave her a quick kiss. She nodded at her love as the musician went to play cards. At least she was going to enjoy it, Amelia wasn't going to be playing if she could help it... though then again, she suddenly had a small change of heart, despite the fact Beatrice was there and Amelia wasn't sure how to interact with her anymore still. Reading was all fine and good, simply relaxing with nothing to do was also good, but she could try a game of poker here... it was going to be a nice way to practice her math. She was always told mathematics and gambling went hand in hand.

She was just about to stand up and go to the table, but then Ash happened. Yeah his reaction was about as good as to be expected. Amelia felt bad for good old Ash, he was always trying to be their pillar of support, but what can they do for him in this situation? She didn't know what to do in this time of scenario. Luckily at least Tati seemed to though. She reprimanded Wayne, sort of and then proceeded to forming up a hiding place for Ash by moving that old Bookshelf. It was noisy... very much so. Anyway that seemed taken care of, so she decided to go at the cards table, only to be stopped mid action as Atticus showed up, picked the tape and said they would be interviewed soon.

She sighed and stood up, heading for the table finally." Actually can I play too?" She said quietly as she arrived at the table. She was going to attempt to Math the hell out of this game. Usually this was rare for her to head for a group of people, but quarantine was getting boring even for her and this was important for keeping her math from getting rusty. Also she didn't have to talk much in card games, she just had to play.

🦄 Soulless Regency - Merged With T.S.

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Constantin Kolev

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

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Many were the dangers on the roads and even more were said dangers when soulless could be put into the situation, but even with this crazy set of things to happen, Constantin didn't expect this. They were so close, the distance showed they may be getting closer, but something rushed at them. What rushed at them though? A dark cloud, a thing that shouldn't be was what came like a stormy winds at them." ДЯВОЛСКА РАБОТА!" Constantin shouted as teh horse was spooked! What a crazy madness was this, what just tried to affect them like this? Was this an attempt to have the horses thrown them off their backs?

He had no answer to that, as the cloud seemed to leave and he managed to pull the trained horse back under control, making it settle down within reasonable time." Alright... all fine?" He asked, as he threw a glance at Vlad. Then he looked at teh Bazhooli before he heard something tearing and then he swore hard as teh balance of the saddle was torn asunder, causing him to move to keep balance before he heard a really heavy thud. He turned around only too see a big now Ludwig laying on the ground lifeless!" VHAT!?" Constantin shouted in shock as he threw a look at Vlad." Bazhooli, did you see vhat happened?" He asked, making the horse stop to a halt as he hopped off it to check on Ludwig.

He checked up on the lifeless looking Ludwig only to confirm it after bringing a hand to his face, putting it in front of his mouth and nose, not sensing any breath hitting his arms." He's... dead? But... vhy? Vhat do ve do, Bazhooli?"

🦄 Machiavellian Masquerade - Chapter 1

Prima Rave

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Location: Shadowell Manor: State Dining Room (3rd Floor)
Skills: N/A
Hit Points: 6?
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Rave's attention was pulled from the very pleased Ferret on her shoulder. Important to note was that what the ferret was really thinking about or if it was thinking anything at all, was a whole other matter. It was an animal, smart one that was true, but if it carried intelligence on part of a human she didn't know. She was sure it might be gloating though, probably because she kept it in the pocket for too long and all this commotion made it irritated. She didn't bother trying to put it back into the pocket though, it's claws had sank into her coat so it was going to be pain to do so.

Instead she returned her attention to the others, Moss and Penance seemed somewhat at a loss at what to do, which Rave understood, she herself didn't really know what to do. That said the tension at the table was growing and even she at the pain she was in right now, could very well get a sense of that. Refusing to remove those masks and then just trying to downplay the host's opinion wasn't the best idea. For all the man knew, one of them could be plotting his demise, but she didn't have the desire to get involved in that. She was going to heed the Lord's opinion and just comply with his rules and desires. His home, his domain, his rules, this was teh situation and nothing could change it.

The ferret on her shoulder made a complex maneuver to chance the shoulders it was on, still using it's pointy lil claws, causing her to flinch as it moved from one shoulder to the other, causing her much discomfort in the process. She groaned, as she threw an angry look at the lil beastie, a beastie that was like a few inches away from her face.

Rave's attention suddenly shifted back to her leg as the Lord explained to her that the supposed doctor got shot, by the professor. Guess that explains what had transpired back there with the shot... Her leg was still hurting and she could see blood, but at least the Lord was in good enough mood to actually allow for aid to be called or at least she hoped it was aid. Either that or he didn't want her bleeding too much all over his Dinning hall... she didn't mind either way." I'm sorry... " Rave apologized." I was too careless and caused needless problems." She didn't mention that she had just been blined by a candle of all things and butterfingered her way into this situation because of it. Now she could only hope that help arrived promptly enough and that this seemed a lot worse than it actually was... What were the chances though? She was trying to be optimistic.

🦄 Deeper Than The Sands - Merged With T.S.

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Priscilla Harker

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Location: Benha(Just Outside Rose Garden/Perfume Dealers)->The Boat
Skills: N/A(no rolls it was called result to get to the ship)

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Mosi couldn't find help and no one came to help her. She couldn't see herself right now, but she had a feeling here. She was sure she wasn't looking too great right about now, the mere fact she felt uncomfortable in her own skin suggested she wasn't looking too great right now. 'God... how many stings was that? 50? 100? More?' She thought, struggling as she moved ever forward in search of salvation. She saw the faces of those around her, the people who were moving away or averting gazes in attempts to pretend they didn't notice anything. Yeah she wasn't going to get any help here...

Still she wanted to live, the desperation had not filled her mind as for her to just give up! She finally figured that at the ship at least there was bound to be someone who could help her. On ships many bad things and injuries could happen, there was bound to be a doctor or at least someone with rudamentary enough knowledge enough to help in some capacity! She took a deep breath as she started moving towards the ship she had just arrived on a while earlier. Moving was hard and keeping focus was harder, but she god dman well did it.

Finally she had found herself by the docks, still looking like monster or at least she presumed so, she moved towards the point where their ship was at. Greater hope was rekindled as she walked all the way to the gangplank, finding guards blocking the way. Well this was to be expected since they were performing a search supposedly." Excuse me... I'm a passanger on this ship." She panted as she explained to the guards." Got attacked by bees at the gardens... Please, I need some medical help!" She added, hoping her horrible look to be convincing enough proof of what had transpired.

Warcraft: War of the Ancients [Recruiting]

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World Narrative

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Gronar, Location: Cenarius's Glade. Gronar's fast reaction managed to cut down the FelHounds not a moment too late. Before it had any time to drain much from the druid, the magical blade cut through the demon beast, freeing Malfurion from the danger of being drained of all his mana until he was but an empty husk. The young night elf fell to a knee, taking deep breaths before standing back up." Thank you, Gronar." He said, throwing a look at the demons, before using his magic to pull all the bodies under the ground just for good measure.

"That could have ended badly if you weren't here. I should have been more careful." The druid admitted, before looking around and then at the orc." Well I will see if I can get your sword back, in the meantime, one of Cenarius's helpers will bring you some food and something to drink." The druid said before giving Gronar a final words of thanks and headed out into the forest, back to where they came from.

It hadn't taken more than a couple of minutes before Gronar would be able to hear the sound of something moving in the forest and eventually see the distinct figure of a dryad looking at him from the edge of the glade before entering. She appeared young or at least young for her kind, no one could tell their actual age after all. As daugthers of cenarius they were extremely long lived if not immortal. She was carrying something in her hands, it was a big basket woven by wines and inside it there were wrapped in leaves peaces of cooked meat and what appeared to be a big wooden looking bottle. She placed the basket next to him then moved away, what seemed to be some safe distance as she studied him with great curiosity.

The wooden bottle was sealed, but once Gronar unseals it, he would be able to smell the distinct smell of fermented alcohol. It was a beavarage made from fermented fruit juice." It's tasty..." The dryad finally said as she pointed the bottle. She seemed both curious about him nad cautious." You... carry some taint... it's old and faint?" She asked.

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Heda Runeclaw

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Location: Red Flight Home Caverns - Chambers of Alexstrasza

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Heda went flying and hit the wall of the cavern, but didn't sustain much damage as she fell down on her legs, steeling herself. This thing was strong, but it's power came from it's unnatural constitution. She was pretty sure this was not a sustainable existance in the long run, but it appeared as if it could cause a lot of issues if left unchecked for the moment.

She watched as Fabios spun around, dodging the attack by hairs breath, it's claws touching barely his armor as he returned to strike at it's hand. The sword couldn't quite cut through it's entire arm, but it managed to cut down all the way to the bone, stopping at the bone. The following spell, hit the creature as it screamed in pain, pulling it's arms back as if to hide from the holy light. As a demon this spell was quite effective on it and the only way it could be more effective would have been if it was an undead.

Taking this opportunity, Heda spun into action as her body shifted. in movement, growing rapidly to her proper size along with ehr axe as she dashed at the beast." ODYN! " He voice echoed through the cavern as she swung her mighty axe. Suddenly the carved runes upon it came to life, brimming with energy as the axe seemed to as if call lightning. The glyph of Lightning was activated as she swung, sending a bolt at the creature.

The lightning aimed true as it crackled through the air, hitting the beast right in one of it's heads, charing a big portion of it's body in hte process. To the regular onlookers it would appear the creature was heavily damaged, but Heda now knew better." DON'T STOP ATTACKING, IT CAN REGENERATE!" She roared as she jumped at the beast, axe still crackling with electricity as she chopped at one of it's shoulders. The attack cut through it's flesh, shattering the bone underneath because her axe simply was more massive and carried enough momentum than a sword. She nearly cut off it's arm, but didn't quite get the job done, instead causing it to hang off a few muscles that were still connected.

The beast roared as it's body started to flame up, fire bursting all around it, powerful flames that were rapidly increasing in strenght. She couldn't quite believe this, it was pulling off the infernal traits despite not being an infernal, but she supposed it was part infernal... either that or this was a kind of immolation spell? She jumped back, instead." This thing is more problematic than actual demons..."

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

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Amelia Payne

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

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The last couple of days were a weird mix of calm time and nerves. Well mostly because the first 2 days Amelia had to deal with some bouts of paranoia as she regularly inspected the surroundings for stuff that could be dangerous or potential rogue walkers or something that had snuck in through some disasterous bad luck. She just couldn't shake off those things right away, but after the first few days by now she had mostly gotten used to the quarantine. As much as prison it was, it also provided security from the outside, maybe that was the thing that allowed her to accept it somewhat easier than initially she suspected she would.

First day of mild stomach problems and the irritation from her hair starting to grow aside, she was feeling better now. Maybe it was the slightly better sleep or the food. She couldn't tell, but she made sure to do her duty she was given now. While it wasn't ideal, since everyone had their own tasks they completed, she was naturally doing hers too. Weirdly enough she lucked out with the oddman's job. She was just filling in spots for Tati and Jack as for them to be able to take turns so one of them was always with Jamie. She wasn't complaining about this though, she wasn't shy of working. Instead she deligently did her job. Now with most being at the conference room, Amelia had taken to her more favorite past time, reading. She had pulled a book, sitting at a comfortable corner where she wouldn't be in anyone's way, reading quietly. When Panama called for playing cards, she only looked up for a moment before she returned down to her book.

Well at least she was reading quietly until she heard the commotion about the tv and she left her book reading as to look up and check what it was all about. Sure enough she connected what Wayne was saying with what she was seeing. A Martin Family home video... she eventually managed to recognize some faces in there. She was rather surprised the woman could sing. She threw a look at Ash, before looking back to her book, but she didn't start reading right awya, instead she closed it for a moment, listening to teh video. It was nice to hear the happy voices from teh video, even if some of those people weren't around anymore. After the first night and her realization as of how the apocalypse had molded her into something she didn't want to be, she had spend some time thinking about it all. She didn't know the woman well beyond a simple first time meeting, but now that Amelia had regained some of her normal calmer state of mind, she regretted not knowing her more. She also felt sad for the woman and Ash, since they couldn't meet up again. Listening to the video, she appeared happy there... Maybe they could have gotten along?

🦄 Soulless Regency - Merged With T.S.

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Constantin Kolev

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

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Trees, grass and more grass, this was the road and these were the surroundings. Constantin couldn't help but feel slightly annoyed at it. While going ever forward in their search for Veta was a good thing, this monotonous hurried journey wasn't the best on the mood, especially through grounds that didn't catch his attention much. This was probably caused by the fact he lived as a part of the Circus, meaning they traveled a lot, seeing many different locations and places.

'When are we going to arrive?' He pondered as the pace was being kept steady. He threw yet another look at the beg containing the ferret not the brother and the German fairy man. Constantin was about to speak out, but his mouth just opened for a moment, no sounds coming out of it before it got closed again. He made a snap decision that interrupting Ludwig was probably not the best idea if they wanted any possible answers from him. He had proven well enough already that his attention was way to easy to pull away from whatever he was doing right now. The firewalker then sighed and returned his eyes on the road, then down at his horse. He threw a following look at Vlad and then pondered something for a moment.

"Bazhooli, vhat vould ve do if Veta's not at the greens?" He finally asked out a slight concern that was on his mind. This was the least negative of all questions he had in his mind." Ve knov this vas probably her destination, but ve took a ship here... she didn't have a ship. So ve've may have arrived vay ahead of her."

🦄 Machiavellian Masquerade - Chapter 1

Prima Rave

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Location: Shadowell Manor: State Dining Room (3rd Floor)
Skills: N/A
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This dinner was turning out to be some peachy fine time. Around Rave other stuff were happening, the host was displeased by the people with masks on yet, but none of htat was in her mind as she was holding onto her leg as if her life depended on it. The pain was strong, thus she had yelled, but after a while she gritted her teeth, noting people were asking if she was alright. Many a thought ran through her mind before hse pushed herself slightly back with the chair using her other leg." I'm NOT okey..." She replied finally through gritted teeth, trying to figure out what to do. Her eyes were locked onto the knife sticking out of her leg." I hit the knife of the edge of the table by mistake and it fell... on my leg." She managed to explain.

Inside her pocket, the poor old ferret that was not having a good time either, having his owner move as she was. It was now also moving about in the coat pocket, she couldn't quite pay it any attention though." I... what..." She mumbled, looking at the knife, then at the people around." What do I do? Do I pull it out!? Anyone?" She asked, panicking as she continued to throw looks about. This was not how she wanted this to go... How the hell did that knife fly up and hten directly into her tight? Also why were these knives so damn sharp apparently!? She should have been more careful... Her hand was shackily reaching for hte handle by some blind instinct to pull it out, but she didn't know if she should do it in the end, so she returned to holding onto the leg.

Complicating hte matter further, her ferret finally poked his head out of hte pocket, clearly irritated from being pushed around inside it's cloth confinement till now. It then started climbing up her side until it was on her shoulder, sinking it's little claws into her clothing and poking at her non the less as if having a knife in her leg wasn't enough. She looked at it." You are enjoying this, aren't you..." She mumbled, watching the ferret that was simply now staring at her with it's beady ferret eyes. She just hoped it didn't cause some trouble now that it went out of her coat pocket.