Hand of the Mist
Committed
Roleplay posts: 57
Registered: Mar 26, 2021 0:51:23 GMT -5
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Post by Hand of the Mist on Aug 9, 2023 23:36:19 GMT -5
Steeped between rich mountains, the Crags is an unforgiving maze of rocks and trees smattered through a winding ravine. The journey through it is both treacherous and rewarding, as the path is fed by the pure water from the snowy mountains and a deep, underwater path fed by the ocean. An abundance of fruit trees sprout here, clinging to the rockface, and where there is fruit, there is prey, and where there is prey...
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Asadrack
Dedicated
Dead inside
Roleplay posts: 283
Age: 23
Appearance: Brown eyes, meium to long black hair, full bearded, average height, old but very good maintained white shirt, black pants, black shoes
Equipment: Spear
Skills and Abilities: Proficiency with spears and other spear like weapons, pickpocketing, charisma
Biography: Born without a father and abandoned by his mother, asadrack was forced to live in the streets. He wasn't the strongest kid so he turned to pickpocketing and trucking others so he could survive, when he hit the age of 7, he was failed to steel from an old man who after seeing asadrack trying to fight his guards with a broom, using it as a makeshift spear, decided to adopt and train asadrack properly after seeing t fire in asadrack eyes. Asadrack choose the spear for his physical ability areni the best and he could keep his enemies away while he fights them, after his training he joined his adopt father, William stoneray's mercenary group, then, the most came, after losing his father when boarding a ship, after fighting t his life in the small sail boat and being thrown overboard, he washed ashore in this new wori
Registered: Apr 6, 2021 18:29:33 GMT -5
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The Crags
Aug 10, 2023 15:33:59 GMT -5
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Post by Asadrack on Aug 10, 2023 15:33:59 GMT -5
The following contains descriptions of graphical violence an amputatation.
It was a day like any other, Asa woke up beside Tana, washed himself, got a bite of something and decided to be useful to everyone and go out on hunt, he left early and quietly, he felt like a burden and needed this to work, "This time I'll actually help" he thought to himself".
He left the encampment in search of a big animal, something that would feed many mouths.
Soon enough he found tracks, even if he almost missed it due to his head being filled with the thought of him becoming a father, he doubted his capabilities of taking care of a child, Tana was his first love, his first everything, "I can't let her down" Asa muttered quietly as he followed the tracks.
Soon he found the biggest deer he had ever seen in his life, Asadrack prepared himself to throw his spear but didn't, he realized that he had no idea where he was, worst of all, but he wasn't the only one hunting that morning. Big fangs and on all fours, an animal resembling a panther stalked him from behind, Asa noticed the animal almost too late.
The weird animal was definitely a predator, it had two horns, one in the forehead and one near the nose but Asa's biggest problem was the fangs. The sound of a strick breaking caught Asa's attention, he turned around and saw it. Big and the green fur almost camouflaged perfectly in the woods.
The man reacted fast, he put his left arm in front of his neck and pointed the tip of his spear towards the animal, Asa had some knowledge of how big cats hunted even though he never witnessed it before. The animal jumped towards him, Asa's spear pierced it's chest, killing it almost instantly.
For a moment Asa was happy to be alive, he pushed the predator off of him, not realizing his hand was gone, he looked towards where the deer was only to find nothing, he tried to stand up and that's when he saw it, or rather, didn't, the pain was crippling, his blood was pouring out of the wound, his screams of pain echoed through the forest.
"I'm not dying today", he screamed, using the spear head to cut up some of his clothes to make an improvised tourniquet.
He fought hard trough the next hour trying not to pass out and to start a fire, he was successful, no one was around when the smell of burning flesh filled the air as Asa used the tip of his spear to cauterize his wound. The next week the man fought against a fever ti stay alive, the only thing keeping him alive was the though of living to become the best father and husband.
It took him a while to adapt to his new situation, he kept the spear head but his new weapon was now a piece of wood, big enough to be considered a one handed club.
Several months later, with his sanity on the breaking point, his stature had diminished quite a bit due to the harsh environment, a dozen new scars on his body aquired by fighting for his life against weather, flora and fauna of the forest he was losing hope fast, Asa had stared at the abyss multiple times by now but never gave up.
"Is that... Water ? Could it be ?", He contained his expectations, it happened countless times by now, he gets excited to hear water, remembering the place whe he was consumed by happiness and love, only to have his expectations shattered when he found that he wasn't where he thought he was, this time it was different .
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