Sombrero

The Caravan - A Halloween MiniRP

Whoops, sorry guys. I was working for a bit and now I fear I need more sleep than I currently have, so I'll have to ask for cliffnotes at this point because I think you're posting a mite faster than I can read... Or, if not now, you certainly will have in the morning. Not that I'm averse to reading it, I'm doing it before and after I post this, but I'll certainly be ready to help you sort this out a lot faster.

The Caravan - A Halloween MiniRP

@Sombrero
WHAT IF WE'RE ALL DEMONS!?

@xChrome

She only said there were three... BUT WHAT IF THERE'S ONLY THREE PLAYERS? SOME OF US MIGHT BE ALTS!

That totally doesn't make me suspicious at all, since I've been gone for months and only recently logged in whenever this RP was made...

The Caravan - A Halloween MiniRP

Pff, anything could be a demon now. What if the power source for Skylar's arm is actually possessed DEMON BATTERY!? What if Ivan's asthma is just the diaphragmal spasms of A DEMON trying to take over his body!? Ever find it suspicious that the cowboy expected his flintlock to work in the rain? That's because it doesn't run on gunpowder! A DEMON lives in the gun, and every time the hammer hits him, he gets really mad and punches the bullet! NEVERMIND THAT WE WERE UNDER A ROOF AT THE TIME! What if the woman herself is a Demon ratting out on the other demons so we won't get suspicious!? Can we really be sure that we need to worry about the demons?

The Caravan - A Halloween MiniRP

Robart lifted his visor. Not enough to move the shadows from his face, but enough for a more unobstructed view of the books on the shelf. He scanned the spines for titles. This was in no attempt to judge the woman, but rather some interest. She was of the magical persuasion, and Robart had never exactly been close to a magic tome before.

The Caravan - A Halloween MiniRP

TFW a small child is dying from the lung spasms, and some witch offers a magic.

The Caravan - A Halloween MiniRP

I like how we're all leaving Ivan to be a big boy and suffer his way over by himself :p

@ArenaSnow

I may not live to see my grandchildren, but gods dammit, I WILL see this boy become a man!

The Caravan - A Halloween MiniRP

The knight walked around to the back of the caravan to retrieve his shield and hammer. The woman seemed trustworthy enough, but he didn't plan on using them. His weapons had stuck by him through everything, and he certainly wouldn't leave them in a wagon in the middle of nowhere. Hitching his shield, (Which he had been very careful to scratch the heraldry off of, but not careful enough to make it less than obvious that the original painting was scratched off and repainted with white laminate) to some belt under his cape, he leaned the hammer unagressively on his shoulder and followed the woman.

The Caravan - A Halloween MiniRP

Robart let his arm drop back to his side. Albeit peeved, the caravan master wasn't worried, and if the expert had nothing to fear from this woman, neither did he.

"Hm. You live here? Is the weather always this bad?..."

The Caravan - A Halloween MiniRP

I feel so bad for making Baldur give Ivan the stink eye xD

He doesn't deserve it,

@rocketrobie2

Feels like a good character moment. Scowl Tennis is a staple of good animated shorts, where wordless development is the name of the game.

The Caravan - A Halloween MiniRP

Robart wouldn't tell people who he is, on the basis that he doesn't want anyone knowing that they're travelling with someone with an iless that warrants ostracism in most places. He answers to "Sir" or, "Knight", or "Helmet", "Hammer", or really any nickname that could logically be him.