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| 15 Jan 2012 08:19 PM |
Golden Steel
The town of Grayditch is backwater, being located on the fringe of the kingdom Siris. Why would anyone want to head to such a run down place? Well, that would be because of its legendary dungeon, home to one of the most powerful dragons known to man. That and its fabled treasure trove. Legends speak of mountains of gold as far as the eye can see. And the only way to get to it is to kill said dragon. Will you and your partners succede where others have failed, or will you die a horrible death like those before you?
Character Sheet:
Name:
A.ge: (REALISTIC.)
Race: (Elven, half elf, or human.)
Physical Description:
Items:
Bio:
Credit to Nights192 |
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| 15 Jan 2012 08:22 PM |
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lequozi
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| 15 Jan 2012 08:50 PM |
Name: Fluristia Hyjal
A.ge: 25
Race: Elven
Physical Description: He is 6"6, with an athletic slender build. He also has black hair with red eyes. Since He is an elf he has long pointy ears. He is wearing leather armor, which is blackish gray. It also has a bit of chainmail on the leather. He does not need shoes because he is an elf with very rugged feet. He also has a hood made out of chainmail that's connected to his chainmail breastplate.
Items: He has a bow with steel arrows that he made from a forge. Since he is also a blacksmith. He carries 2 steel daggers in his pockets that he also made himself. Fluristia also uses hand to hand combat if he can't use his weapons. He can also use fire and sparks out of his hands.
Bio: He was born in the forest as a full elf on the day of winter solstice. His family left him when he was 15 so he had to strive for himself for about 10 years until he found this place. They told him he would die but he wouldn't listen. This is where he is now. Outside of the dungeon. |
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nights192
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| 15 Jan 2012 08:53 PM |
| (Accepted. We need one more person to start.) |
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| 15 Jan 2012 08:53 PM |
| (accepted, just wait for one more) |
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| 15 Jan 2012 09:23 PM |
| (Rule update, whatever me or nights says isronwrog) |
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nights192
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| 15 Jan 2012 09:59 PM |
My character:
Is a guy Kills A dragon Gets gold Buys crap with gold |
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nights192
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| 16 Jan 2012 09:02 AM |
| (Perhaps I shall join. But maybe....nah...well....er...... phleh.... too little plot? No! Sounds good... argh!! Shut up, me.) |
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nights192
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| 16 Jan 2012 09:20 AM |
| (Honestly, the plot is already planned. I just don't tell you it outright.) |
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| 16 Jan 2012 09:46 AM |
Name:Artia
A.ge: 11
Race:Elven
Physical Description:very pointy ears, tan skin, green eyes, small, wears a brown shirt and pants a man or boy would usually wear, brown leather riding boots
Items:bow and arrow, whistle (calls a black horse with blue eyes), a small knife, and a sword and sheath
Bio:she grew up as an orphan, but she now runs a very successful trade post and she runs a good farm. |
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| 16 Jan 2012 09:55 AM |
Name: Rita
A.ge:10
Race: Elven
Physical Description: pointy ears, blue eyes, wears the traditional elven corset and bodice, along with black leather riding boots.
Items: bow and arrow, whistle (calls a red hawk with yellow eyes), knife, sword and sheath
Bio: she is cronaisaboy's sister (she is my sis irl) |
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| 16 Jan 2012 10:02 AM |
Name: Sarahtona
A.ge: Believed to be in her late twenties.
Race: Human
Physical Description: Slightly Tanned Caucasian Skin, Light Brown Hair, More of a Banana Body Shape with a Tall Build, Dark Blue Pupils, Long Nose, Narrow Nose Bridge. Clothing/Armor: Brown Loin Cloth at the waist as well as wrapped around the Arms and Legs, Grey Cloth Mask around hear mouth, Bronze Sleeveless Half-plate, Bronze Studded Leather Skirt.
Items: Wooden Handled Bronze-tipped Spear, Handmade Iron Dagger, Small Pack of Provisions, Grey Donkey.
Bio: Sarahtona is named after her name given to here by society and the name of her native tribe, Sarah and Onatona. With heritage dating back to the natives in the forests near Grayditch, Sarahtona has decided to brave the dungeon dragon in demonstration of her people, as they have been forced off their land and deeper into the forests due to discrimination. |
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| 16 Jan 2012 11:41 AM |
| (Superguber, add a name and you are accepted. Podraptor is accepted.) |
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chichi87
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| 16 Jan 2012 11:47 AM |
| what about me? and my sis Cronaisaboy?) |
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nights192
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| 16 Jan 2012 11:49 AM |
| (Too young. Too innocent. Et cetera.) |
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| 16 Jan 2012 12:48 PM |
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podraptor
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| 16 Jan 2012 12:52 PM |
Sarahtona
As my donkey trod lazily across the uneven dirt road, I contemplated what I should do now that I had finally arrived into the town of Grayditch after days of travel. Encumbered by fatigue, I decided to rest and replenish before I headed out once more. Dismounting my mule and tying him to a nearby wooden post, I opened my canteen and emptied the contents into the trough in front of me. "That is for you, Altimare." I muttered into the donkey's ear. As I stood up and holstered my canteen to my belt, I looked up at the sign in front of me. "SILVER TAVERN." |
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| 16 Jan 2012 12:59 PM |
A water quickly rushed up to the drunkard who had just vomited on the floor nervously.
"Yes?" The waiter asked.
The Silver Tavern was as loud as ever. That is too say, more loud than a normal small tavern. |
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