Sol Grim

The Lost Ages ((you can just jump in / DND-like freeworld))

eh i decided to start anew. Realized this belongs in a diff place.

The Lost Ages ((you can just jump in / DND-like freeworld))

Basically follow basic rules like: no using someone else's character, no op, uhh i can't remember the rest. I used to rp here a long ass time ago and just quit smoking, so i need something to do lol. I don't have a story in mind i'm just going, so if your cool with freestyle then jump in. I'll prob make more rules later i'm just lazy and wanted to get started on a story.

The Lost Ages ((you can just jump in / DND-like freeworld))

I'll make some rules or ooc stuff later, I'm tired of writing for now lol. Basically if u want to add to it, just jump in no character sheets necessary. You can start anywhere in the city.

The Lost Ages ((you can just jump in / DND-like freeworld))

Freeform Fantasy Roleplay (Anybody can just jump in.)

(i have no idea what's going on but seems dead so just posting for fun...)

The gesture of Fanon's hand indicated to his son, Felian, what he needed from him. Fanon had a signal for nearly everything — one signifying the importance of silence, one representing the imperativeness of haste, and another for initiating a kill. Ever since the death of his wife, words were a scarcity for the elder dark elf, but he expressed himself and maintained a relationship with his son through gesticulation. And right now he needed for Felian to be very quiet.

Felian instantly crouched. Another step of wading through the foliage would have alerted their prey. One hand gripped his bow tightly while the other hovered over his quiver, his fingers brushing against the nock of an arrow. A fletching tickled the side of his hand, but he stilled his breath and ignored the itch. The twitch of Fanon's fingers implied that Felian needed to advance—cautiously.

A dry layer of leaves coated the ground, making each step a dangerous risk and the difference between a hearty dinner or another night of cabbage stew. Felian silently pressed through, reaching the edge of the treeline where he could see the target. It was a large elk eating the lengthy grass it stood upon, unaware and alone.

Felian looked to his father one last time, his hand gesture indicated that it was his call from here on out. He aimed and then loosed the arrow, striking the animal directly where intended, its' heart. The elk fell and died before the birds in the area would even notice, as they all swarmed out of the trees and off through the valley. A clean kill.

By mid day they had returned to town. Carting the carcass of the elk, Fanon pointed toward the butcher shop. "Your kill, sell the meat and skins," Fanon told his son.

"What will you do, father?" Felian asked.

"I need a drink," Fanon said. He tapped his son on the shoulder and walked toward the town's tavern. It was a lively town, settlers and gatherers roaming the streets, thriving from hard working folk of all areas. Fanon noticed there were no guardsmen of any king as he walked down the wide, dirt path. It was a neutral place, a place of new beginnings and forgotten stories.

The half elven hunter walked into the tavern, and it was just as busy as the outside. People singing and dancing near a bard, others playing card games in a corner, and just people moving from here to there. The bar was lined to each end with customers, all loud and seemingly having a good time. Fanon edged his way between some men and ordered a drink. The busy bartender poured a hard whiskey and took his coin, giving Fanon a nod while moving on to the next patron.

Drink in hand, Fanon turned and just stood near a wooden beam that helped hold this establishment together. He had a successful hunt with his son and now could enjoy the rest of the day. Nothing could go wrong, nothing at all. He sipped his whiskey and leaned against the beam, just simply watching all that was going on around him.

Kings and Killers: A Classical Fantasy Adventure (Chapter 1)

I'm down for majority decision.

Kings and Killers: A Classical Fantasy Adventure (Chapter 1)

If she would follow him to the ship, then his plan would most certainly come into play. Dalious was a fool, especially around women, but he wasn't a blind fool. He knew this one was after something, and he planned to find out exactly what.

Keeping with his character, he showed off the deck of the ship. He would imply to bring her down further, show her the captain's chambers. Firstly, however, he wanted to bring her below deck and show her the brig. His secret plan was to trick her into the cell, lock it, then wait on the others.

"This is where my old crew kept me enslaved," he said, pointing at the caged cell barely big enough for three. "But this is my ship! They didn't know I had a way out from the beginning. If you look inside closely, ill show you..."

He waited in hopes she would enter so he could lock her in. If not, he'd have to keep his facade going a bit longer. 'Where are the others already!?' he thought to himself.

Kings and Killers: A Classical Fantasy Adventure (Chapter 1)

I will get something up tomorrow if we still goin...regardless I'll get a post up...

Kings and Killers: A Classical Fantasy Adventure (Chapter 1)

Merry Christmas !!!!! Wooo!!!

Kings and Killers: A Classical Fantasy Adventure (Chapter 1)

Another post from phone, while also drunk....sorry...I'm pretty much always at the bar. In my defense the bartender is my girl...hehehe...peace and love.