Swords of the Fallen (Fantasy RP)(Started Open, PM CS to GM)
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Well i usually make money helping out the guards but it's pretty difficult what with the mage war that happened,what 100 odd years ago.So i heard from one of my "connections" at a local inn that Soreal was looking for people to help him hunt down some bandits.I thought it would be easy gold but i never thought it would spiral into...This.What about you,why are you coming along?"
Gnûrlon stopped.
"I- I- I, don't know. Really. I got a crystal so it would be a little unkind of me not helping the mage, yes? Or is it?" Gnûrlon said, unsure of what to think.
"I- I- I, don't know. Really. I got a crystal so it would be a little unkind of me not helping the mage, yes? Or is it?" Gnûrlon said, unsure of what to think.
"Well a mage covered in smoke gave each of us magic crystals may or may not effect our companions and now we have to head out to some distant land.Honestly i don't know what to think of all this.I mean i thought i was just going to do a simple bandit job but i never expected all of this.What do you think?"
"I'm doing this so I can explore this world." Albin realized. "If I have to fight undead then so be it."
"The mage said it while I was puking up my insides, remember?" Albin said. Athgar noticed that Albin seemed to sound abit smarter than Gnûrlon.
"I'm still here you know!" Gnûrlon said with his squeaky voice.
"Well, apparently this is the voice I used before I lost my memory but I'm not really any smarter than Gnûrlon." Albin explained.
"Thank you Albin!" Gnûrlon said.
"You're welcome." Ablin responded.
"Well, apparently this is the voice I used before I lost my memory but I'm not really any smarter than Gnûrlon." Albin explained.
"Thank you Albin!" Gnûrlon said.
"You're welcome." Ablin responded.
"You two are a strange bunch!" Athgar laughed
"/Enough of this foolish talk.I'm getting bored."Athgar quickly took his lute off his back and started tuning it."I'm quite bored,i feel like playing an adventuring tune!" Said Athgar and he started playing a calming melody that slowly escalated in volume.
"/Enough of this foolish talk.I'm getting bored."Athgar quickly took his lute off his back and started tuning it."I'm quite bored,i feel like playing an adventuring tune!" Said Athgar and he started playing a calming melody that slowly escalated in volume.
Gnûrlon, feeling abit pushed away, walked up to the Aaron and said:
"Hi pretending-to-be-vulcan-human! I never catched your name!" Albin said to Aaron.
"Hi pretending-to-be-vulcan-human! I never catched your name!" Albin said to Aaron.
Drogon walked over to Athgar, knowing that hearing another torrent of drunken braggary from the curious mage.
"Well congratulations! You have ended two discussions with the other part leaving you, and offended both the dwarf and his host. Quite a feat."
He changed tone, no longer the taint of sarcasm did no longer fill the air.
"But really, how are things? Is the drawing, gambling, drinking, womanizing, luteplaying mage in our group really as interresting as most think?"
"Well congratulations! You have ended two discussions with the other part leaving you, and offended both the dwarf and his host. Quite a feat."
He changed tone, no longer the taint of sarcasm did no longer fill the air.
"But really, how are things? Is the drawing, gambling, drinking, womanizing, luteplaying mage in our group really as interresting as most think?"
"Really? I never thought patience would be one of your weak sides? I find that very unlikly."
Let the drunkard enjoy beating people physically. This was what Drogon found amusing when it came to spar with others.
"Not interesting you say? Then what would you call yourself? The curious Jack of all Drinks?"
Let the drunkard enjoy beating people physically. This was what Drogon found amusing when it came to spar with others.
"Not interesting you say? Then what would you call yourself? The curious Jack of all Drinks?"
"I can tell you why I came here. And even though I find it amusing, it was not to insult you. Or at least not only to insult you. The truth of the matter is that I am bored. This, walking is usually a action I like, letting the legs do as they must and just think. Think for hours. But I can not do that now, not with all this noise and people, I will just get distracted. So I came here, seeing how you already had worn out your other companions to talk. To kill time."
If Drogon could not think in peace, why not try to get to know his companions better? He had a chanse of meeting them again, and information could be useful in a posseible encounter.
And maybe get rid of his cloud of boredom hanging over him.
If Drogon could not think in peace, why not try to get to know his companions better? He had a chanse of meeting them again, and information could be useful in a posseible encounter.
And maybe get rid of his cloud of boredom hanging over him.
Drogon studied the drawing, the detail and compelxity of the basic sketch suprised him. Abstract as is was, it was still a somehow believable.
"Hmmm, never figured you for a artist. Then again I never figured you for a mage at all. Is that tower based of something special, or just a outburst of creativety?"
"Hmmm, never figured you for a artist. Then again I never figured you for a mage at all. Is that tower based of something special, or just a outburst of creativety?"