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Annie:

Tom nodded in understanding of his daughter’s confusion. “Brandr brought you here. He said he went to see what the commotion in the infirmary was about. It was a good thing you did for Vyras, healing his leg. My own injuries are worse than his, however. you will need Kunigas’ help and experience.” He looked at the Karabela saber he hung up with help from friends in the resistance.

“Annie, I am a cripple now. I can no longer fight. You, however, will be fighting the vampires, just like your great-grandfather. Back in his day, the resistance to vampiric rule was dying down, but there were still factions that openly, and covertly fought back. He lost an arm and an eye fighting the vampires, but he returned to the village when resistance to vampire rule ended. His saber has been passed from father to son ever since. I want it to go with you. It would be a shame for you not to use it, as your great grandfather did… "
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Annie: As I am unsure of what types of swords you use, you have the option to take the saber; You also have the Force Bomb, and the Arcane Chain Pull spell tomes, you looted from the goblin library. These spells are still unlearned. In addition, you have quite a bit of loot that you stole from the drow murderer that you exacted justice upon, prior to fighting the Zmei. Now’s a good chance to sell some loot, get something to drink, etc., Just your friendly neighborhood gay boy!

17-Mar-2023 20:48:36 - Last edited on 19-Mar-2023 14:59:44 by Pink 4 Twink

Malus:

One of the male Vergas leaped at Malus’ blade arc, as the smokescreen obscured its vision. A mist of red drenched the sewer concrete and the sewer water, and the vergas’ head rolled out of the smokescreen towards the four remaining vergas.
The other vergas, retaliated and began throwing terracotta bombs indiscriminatly in Malus’s direction, wherever he was. Just your friendly neighborhood gay boy!

17-Mar-2023 20:50:02

19-Mar-2023 01:43:14 - Last edited on 19-Mar-2023 19:26:35 by Annie1227

Annie:

Annie’s accepting her great-grandfather’s sword put a smile on her father’s face, “Excellent,” he said. “I’m sure with Kunigas’ direction, you can heal my wounds,” Getting her stuff together, Annie headed to the market to see Metras, the blacksmith. Also in the area Vyras, and Kunigas were sitting at the table with their good friend, Metras, the practice room proctor. The two were drinking tea and enjoying their time together. Perhaps Annie could catch up with her mentors after selling her loot.

Approaching the blacksmith, she also locked eyes with Soris, the blacksmith’s son His hair was disheveled from sweating due to his work at his father's forge. Soris lost all color in his attractive face upon seeing Annie. Sweat drenched his eyebrows and forehead from striking molten metal.

“H-Hello,” Soris said nervously, while anxiously checking out Annie’s frame. The blacksmith chuckled.

“Seems my boy has taken a liking to you. What may I do for you?” the blacksmith asked.


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Annie, here is your loot that you can sell.
Annie’s loot: 15 silver necklaces, 15 silver topaz amulets, 15 gold emerald bracelets, and 15 silver onyx rings. You are keeping the Force Bomb , and Arcane Chain Pull tomes.
Annie’s crafting materials: 5 silver bars, leather straps, and a shiny blue stone.

You have plenty of weapons, and you are already the most broken character in the RP( Seriously, the only character that may be even more broken is Vyras) You can however have the smith craft a tool.
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You can make:
- A silver hatchet, for cutting and carving wood.
- A small silver pickaxe, or mattock for mining.
- A hammer for blacksmithing
- A needle for sewing or stitching wounds
- A knife for all sorts of tasks, including bushcraft.

You can only choose 3 tools Just your friendly neighborhood gay boy!

01-Apr-2023 03:44:11

01-Apr-2023 06:36:12 - Last edited on 04-Apr-2023 23:22:20 by Annie1227

Erik:

It was as Erik told everyone to bolster the eastern front, that Erik three Vixnar brutes came charging up a three-step staircase towards Erik. The blue-skinned brutes were muscular, wore iron grieves, and no cuirasses. All of them were men. One had long white hair, one had white spiky hair, and the third had long white hair, and a white goatee. They wore no helmets. The pupils of their eyes were crimson. Their lips were pale blue, they had straight noses.

These Breakers wore bladed Umbrium Gauntlets with one long blade on each hand. The moonlight glistened off the blades with a silver hue. The sight of Vixnar Breakers with gauntlets frightened some of the local guards, as breakers had a reputation for being excellent with such weapons. Burgrod and Zurga’s presence seemed to rally a few of the guards, but nearly half the idiotic garrison fled the sight of the three brutes.

One of the breakers charged into Burgrod, which sent the orc staggering back into the cobblestone wall of a building. Before the vampire could stab Burgrod with the gauntlet, Zurga used the claw of her hammer and smashed it into the side of the Breaker’s leg. Though this only made the brute angrier. He sideways kicked the female Orc into a torch post, which caused the metal frame to bend in a ninety-degree angle, dazing Zurga. The Brute then began beating Burgrod repeatedly with the gauntlets. The only thing the middle-aged orc could do was hide behind his iron shield, as he knew that he was screwed if the umbrium blade so much as touched him.

Another charged straight for Erik. The body weight of the muscular brute would at least stagger the middle-aged warlord. The third Breaker was making his way towards the rallied guardsmen. The brute eagerly licked his lips. “Tasty Bloodsack….” The brute said, as he eagerly walked towards the frightened guardsmen. Just your friendly neighborhood gay boy!

07-Apr-2023 18:11:17

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Lithia’s throat felt extremely sore after being nearly strangled to death with one hand. There was also the possibility that he could have snapped her neck too with all the pressure he was putting on it. Lithia for her part wanted vengeance. She melded in with the shadows once more. Her target seemed to be slipping away, but he was leaving a large blood trail. Carefully, she followed it, but she did so from the safety of the rooftops. Their commander was not getting away from her. Lithia felt the comfort of sticking her the blade into the vampire’s flesh and she was eager to get more “stabbies” into the vampire… Just your friendly neighborhood gay boy!

07-Apr-2023 18:12:07

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Pallidus was getting tired from flying. For the first time in a while, he was fighting vampires on the rooftops. Pallidus was acutely aware of the danger he faced when fighting like a “groundwalker” as the drugal, and their songbird cousins, the Draiyghul called humans, elves, orcs, and drow. Nighttime also made it hard for Pallidus to see. If it were not for the light of the flames springing up in some areas, Pallidus would not be able to see.

Despite this, Pallidus fought on, he jumped from rooftop to rooftop, but he did so from the shadows. When he landed on a roof, the only sound that could be heard was a quiet, almost inaudible thud. From there, Palldus would sneak up on an archer, and quietly thrust his dagger into shoulder blades of the archers. Pallidus enjoyed the nearly silent expulsion of air being forced out of the lungs of the dying. He would then quickly and quietly drag the archer back and place the vampire on the ground to bleed out, unable to scream for help.
In this way, he silently assassinated three archers thus far.

Pallidus was now hungry, he brought with him a cooked hare, spiced with expensive cayenne pepper, that he bought from a hawkman, while he was still aboard the Skyherd fleet, and began snacking on the ground, in the shadows. Pallidus, like most drugal, loved his food spicy. And the drugal have control of the spice trade. Their monopoly has made the Fleet even more money than their peddling of stolen goods. Their control of the spice trade is also well-known to everyone in Sudovia. Just your friendly neighborhood gay boy!

07-Apr-2023 18:13:51

Annie:

Soris swallowed his fear. “I assume you are fighting the vampires?” he asked. “Before you go on mission, I have this for you.” He handed her a red rose. “I found it out back last night. It was the only rose to flower in the cathedral garden. I had to pick it.” Said Soris with a smile. The romantic, if not banal undertones of the gift could not be missed.

Metras meanwhile accepted the silver trinkets. And inspected the quality of the jewelry. “This is fine silver.” He said, He handed out 385 vampire fangs. “A silver hatchet, a silver knife and a silver needle, you said Would you like to add the fine blue stone in your inventory as a pommel to either the knife or the hatchet?” he asked. Just your friendly neighborhood gay boy!

12-Apr-2023 03:14:48