Usque
Committed
Roleplay posts: 82
Biography: This is the NPC account for the people of the Usque
Allegiances: Tana the Tongue Tied
Place of Residence: Trinity Island and Sindarin
Registered: Mar 24, 2021 9:55:43 GMT -5
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Post by Usque on Apr 11, 2021 16:04:53 GMT -5
This is a scouting location, deep in the forest of Vinya Lahnn. One must be careful to keep their path on track, for one never knows when something will strike.
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Hrukka
Committed
Roleplay posts: 79
Age: 34 years
Appearance: Large, burly and green. Nearly 7 feet tall. Wears ragged underclothes and large plate armor painted yellow. His inner self is only 7 inches tall.
Equipment: Heavy plated armor. Small bag of "snacks". Battle axe and near claymore-length sword he wields one-handed. Pocket knife (or rather, a dagger by a human's point of view) he uses for carving wood. Small wooden charm on a necklace his "Mudda" gave him.
Skills and Abilities: Skilled woodcarver and carpenter. Extremely strong for his size, as well as a high pain tolerance. (After all, his main body is fungi, with limited pain receptors.) The ability to regrow limbs of his large body after eating some of his "snacks".
Biography: A fairly simple git,(His words, not mine) Hrukka spent most of his life in his village in the outskirts of the town of..... "Grrharglakka". At the age of 21, he set out to seek his fortune, working as a combat engineer of a local warlord. He went home years later to see his ailing mother, only to find his village burned down by the very warlord he was working with. After he "krumped" the warlord, he built a rough ship, and sailed off to find his future.
Registered: Apr 8, 2021 12:29:02 GMT -5
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Post by Hrukka on Apr 11, 2021 16:12:32 GMT -5
"Alright lads and lasses" Hrukka started, "We need to keep an eye out for the right sort of trees. A large maple or oak will work, as well as anything with needles, or a Cyprus."
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Tana the Tongue-Tied
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 196
Appearance: ***********
Age: 19
Race: Human
Eyes: Brown
Hair: Light Brown
Build: Almost Athletic
Height: Average
Marks: A birthmark in the shape of a crescent, various freckles, a mole or two, and faint scars from life.
Equipment: ***********
Cloak
Light Robes
***********
Staff
Rucksack filled with: Extra clothes, cookware, other utensils and personal things.
Torch
Flute
Fishing Rod
Other things
Skills and Abilities: ***********
Class: Cleric
***********
Music: Plays the flute
Drawing
Elemental magics, specifically healing
***********
Healing: Healing can be done in four ways for her...
Depending on the strength of the magic, she will:
If no magic is necessary, she will make a tincture, potion, elixer, or salves of varying strength with herbs.
If the wounds are of a moderate state, she may use a combination of the prior stated, and magic of various strengths depending on severity.
If the wound is severe, i.e. life threatening, she relies only upon magic
Biography: ***********
Mute
Inquisitive
Intelligent but not genius
***********
Tana is a young, shy girl who has a voice but doesn't use her vocal chords to produce it. She was born deep in the usque, a tribe of Humans who had descended from fae of the Usque. She has such a stutter that she chooses not to speak for she was perpetually tongue tied, but instead does her best to communicate in her own version of sign language.
In the wake of the next cataclysm, she and a few of her people drifted through the mist... Not many people made it out alive, or in the same area.
Allegiances: Usqueans
Registered: Mar 22, 2021 10:50:44 GMT -5
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Post by Tana the Tongue-Tied on Apr 11, 2021 16:51:24 GMT -5
Tana lead Hrukka first to the shore where he had first met the girl with the spear and basket to retrieve Asa. Then the queen led Hrukka and her mate toward the forest, carrying the small sand table, her staff was strapped to her back, gleaming silver in the sun as it had been polished at some point after its journey at sea. Deep within the forest there were thick trees, tall trees, mossy trees, and even some twisted trees.
She nodded to Hrukka and wrote, "I am sure we will find something suitable," showing it to the two males. Ahh, it was so liberating to be able to write. The gift of the sand table was highly appreciated.
Then she wrote, "It must not be oak. We must honor the fallen nymphs of the Usque... It is the least my people can do, as they were our kindred." In fact, sometimes the nymphs even raised a child of the Usque, and they would learn to be one with nature. But they were gone.
Tana's face reflected the feeling of loss.
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Hrukka
Committed
Roleplay posts: 79
Age: 34 years
Appearance: Large, burly and green. Nearly 7 feet tall. Wears ragged underclothes and large plate armor painted yellow. His inner self is only 7 inches tall.
Equipment: Heavy plated armor. Small bag of "snacks". Battle axe and near claymore-length sword he wields one-handed. Pocket knife (or rather, a dagger by a human's point of view) he uses for carving wood. Small wooden charm on a necklace his "Mudda" gave him.
Skills and Abilities: Skilled woodcarver and carpenter. Extremely strong for his size, as well as a high pain tolerance. (After all, his main body is fungi, with limited pain receptors.) The ability to regrow limbs of his large body after eating some of his "snacks".
Biography: A fairly simple git,(His words, not mine) Hrukka spent most of his life in his village in the outskirts of the town of..... "Grrharglakka". At the age of 21, he set out to seek his fortune, working as a combat engineer of a local warlord. He went home years later to see his ailing mother, only to find his village burned down by the very warlord he was working with. After he "krumped" the warlord, he built a rough ship, and sailed off to find his future.
Registered: Apr 8, 2021 12:29:02 GMT -5
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Post by Hrukka on Apr 11, 2021 16:54:19 GMT -5
Tana lead Hrukka first to the shore where he had first met the girl with the spear and basket to retrieve Asa. Then the queen led Hrukka and her mate toward the forest, carrying the small sand table, her staff was strapped to her back, gleaming silver in the sun as it had been polished at some point after its journey at sea. Deep within the forest there were thick trees, tall trees, mossy trees, and even some twisted trees. She nodded to Hrukka and wrote, "I am sure we will find something suitable," showing it to the two males. Ahh, it was so liberating to be able to write. The gift of the sand table was highly appreciated. Then she wrote, "It must not be oak. We must honor the fallen nymphs of the Usque... It is the least my people can do, as they were our kindred." In fact, sometimes the nymphs even raised a child of the Usque, and they would learn to be one with nature. But they were gone. Tana's face reflected the feeling of loss. "Alright lass." Hrukka said, his voice softening, "no oaks. Any other trees you would rather not we use?" |
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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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Post by Asadrack on Apr 11, 2021 17:05:57 GMT -5
Asadrack nodded after hearing the other man's word and after reading what tana wrote, he had the makeshift spear he had fashioned earlier, he held it behind his back with the point facing down so he could quickly go into an over the shoulder stand.
He followed Tana closely, checking for any signs of danger, they were in forest after all "If it isn't too much trouble, after we are done with the treehouses, would you lend me a hand, I would asked for an axe, but Tana prohibited me of doing hard work for now, I got a small tree tree at the camp so I could fix my spear, this one is only temporary" he asked Hrukka
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Tana the Tongue-Tied
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 196
Appearance: ***********
Age: 19
Race: Human
Eyes: Brown
Hair: Light Brown
Build: Almost Athletic
Height: Average
Marks: A birthmark in the shape of a crescent, various freckles, a mole or two, and faint scars from life.
Equipment: ***********
Cloak
Light Robes
***********
Staff
Rucksack filled with: Extra clothes, cookware, other utensils and personal things.
Torch
Flute
Fishing Rod
Other things
Skills and Abilities: ***********
Class: Cleric
***********
Music: Plays the flute
Drawing
Elemental magics, specifically healing
***********
Healing: Healing can be done in four ways for her...
Depending on the strength of the magic, she will:
If no magic is necessary, she will make a tincture, potion, elixer, or salves of varying strength with herbs.
If the wounds are of a moderate state, she may use a combination of the prior stated, and magic of various strengths depending on severity.
If the wound is severe, i.e. life threatening, she relies only upon magic
Biography: ***********
Mute
Inquisitive
Intelligent but not genius
***********
Tana is a young, shy girl who has a voice but doesn't use her vocal chords to produce it. She was born deep in the usque, a tribe of Humans who had descended from fae of the Usque. She has such a stutter that she chooses not to speak for she was perpetually tongue tied, but instead does her best to communicate in her own version of sign language.
In the wake of the next cataclysm, she and a few of her people drifted through the mist... Not many people made it out alive, or in the same area.
Allegiances: Usqueans
Registered: Mar 22, 2021 10:50:44 GMT -5
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Post by Tana the Tongue-Tied on Apr 11, 2021 17:46:57 GMT -5
She wrote quickly, "I will compensate you somehow. You will eat with us tonight, yes?" Erase. Tana was a very good cook when she had the right stuff. She took care of her people, it seemed.
"He is healing from a gut wound, Hrukka." Erases. "Could have been worse but could have done him in if I didn't find him." She looked to Asa and nodded. "Ayz-z-zaa, Hrukk-ch-chah." With one hand, she gestured and started deeper into the forest. Every now and then the girl would stop and tie something around a small branch here and there to mark their path.
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Hrukka
Committed
Roleplay posts: 79
Age: 34 years
Appearance: Large, burly and green. Nearly 7 feet tall. Wears ragged underclothes and large plate armor painted yellow. His inner self is only 7 inches tall.
Equipment: Heavy plated armor. Small bag of "snacks". Battle axe and near claymore-length sword he wields one-handed. Pocket knife (or rather, a dagger by a human's point of view) he uses for carving wood. Small wooden charm on a necklace his "Mudda" gave him.
Skills and Abilities: Skilled woodcarver and carpenter. Extremely strong for his size, as well as a high pain tolerance. (After all, his main body is fungi, with limited pain receptors.) The ability to regrow limbs of his large body after eating some of his "snacks".
Biography: A fairly simple git,(His words, not mine) Hrukka spent most of his life in his village in the outskirts of the town of..... "Grrharglakka". At the age of 21, he set out to seek his fortune, working as a combat engineer of a local warlord. He went home years later to see his ailing mother, only to find his village burned down by the very warlord he was working with. After he "krumped" the warlord, he built a rough ship, and sailed off to find his future.
Registered: Apr 8, 2021 12:29:02 GMT -5
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Post by Hrukka on Apr 11, 2021 17:56:56 GMT -5
She wrote quickly, "I will compensate you somehow. You will eat with us tonight, yes?" Erase. Tana was a very good cook when she had the right stuff. She took care of her people, it seemed. "He is healing from a gut wound, Hrukka." Erases. "Could have been worse but could have done him in if I didn't find him." She looked to Asa and nodded. "Ayz-z-zaa, Hrukk-ch-chah." With one hand, she gestured and started deeper into the forest. Every now and then the girl would stop and tie something around a small branch here and there to mark their path. Hrukka raised his eyebrows, and followed Tana into the forest, keeping up good pace. |
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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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Post by Asadrack on Apr 11, 2021 18:03:51 GMT -5
"I am sorry, I haven't introduced myself, the name is Asadrack Stoneray, but just call me Asa" he said to the male who was helping Tana with the treehouses. "He seems capable" he thought to himself
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Tana the Tongue-Tied
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 196
Appearance: ***********
Age: 19
Race: Human
Eyes: Brown
Hair: Light Brown
Build: Almost Athletic
Height: Average
Marks: A birthmark in the shape of a crescent, various freckles, a mole or two, and faint scars from life.
Equipment: ***********
Cloak
Light Robes
***********
Staff
Rucksack filled with: Extra clothes, cookware, other utensils and personal things.
Torch
Flute
Fishing Rod
Other things
Skills and Abilities: ***********
Class: Cleric
***********
Music: Plays the flute
Drawing
Elemental magics, specifically healing
***********
Healing: Healing can be done in four ways for her...
Depending on the strength of the magic, she will:
If no magic is necessary, she will make a tincture, potion, elixer, or salves of varying strength with herbs.
If the wounds are of a moderate state, she may use a combination of the prior stated, and magic of various strengths depending on severity.
If the wound is severe, i.e. life threatening, she relies only upon magic
Biography: ***********
Mute
Inquisitive
Intelligent but not genius
***********
Tana is a young, shy girl who has a voice but doesn't use her vocal chords to produce it. She was born deep in the usque, a tribe of Humans who had descended from fae of the Usque. She has such a stutter that she chooses not to speak for she was perpetually tongue tied, but instead does her best to communicate in her own version of sign language.
In the wake of the next cataclysm, she and a few of her people drifted through the mist... Not many people made it out alive, or in the same area.
Allegiances: Usqueans
Registered: Mar 22, 2021 10:50:44 GMT -5
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Post by Tana the Tongue-Tied on Apr 11, 2021 19:23:01 GMT -5
She paused when Asa introduced himself to Hrukka. Gave a pointed look and nodded toward Asa, raising a brow ever so slightly but not in a bad way.
She waited for a moment, then looked ahead and pointed.
There was a rather large maple tree in the middle of a cluster of smaller ones most likely generated from the roots of that one. She looked back at the two with question in her eyes, needing not to write what she was thinking as it was fairly clear what she was asking.
Tana turned to walk toward the foliage in question.
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Hrukka
Committed
Roleplay posts: 79
Age: 34 years
Appearance: Large, burly and green. Nearly 7 feet tall. Wears ragged underclothes and large plate armor painted yellow. His inner self is only 7 inches tall.
Equipment: Heavy plated armor. Small bag of "snacks". Battle axe and near claymore-length sword he wields one-handed. Pocket knife (or rather, a dagger by a human's point of view) he uses for carving wood. Small wooden charm on a necklace his "Mudda" gave him.
Skills and Abilities: Skilled woodcarver and carpenter. Extremely strong for his size, as well as a high pain tolerance. (After all, his main body is fungi, with limited pain receptors.) The ability to regrow limbs of his large body after eating some of his "snacks".
Biography: A fairly simple git,(His words, not mine) Hrukka spent most of his life in his village in the outskirts of the town of..... "Grrharglakka". At the age of 21, he set out to seek his fortune, working as a combat engineer of a local warlord. He went home years later to see his ailing mother, only to find his village burned down by the very warlord he was working with. After he "krumped" the warlord, he built a rough ship, and sailed off to find his future.
Registered: Apr 8, 2021 12:29:02 GMT -5
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Post by Hrukka on Apr 11, 2021 19:39:51 GMT -5
She paused when Asa introduced himself to Hrukka. Gave a pointed look and nodded toward Asa, raising a brow ever so slightly but not in a bad way.
She waited for a moment, then looked ahead and pointed.
There was a rather large maple tree in the middle of a cluster of smaller ones most likely generated from the roots of that one. She looked back at the two with question in her eyes, needing not to write what she was thinking as it was fairly clear what she was asking.
Tana turned to walk toward the foliage in question.
"aye... this ought to work. At least for a house for 7-8 people." He sprinted past the two, and hurled himself up, grabbing onto a low-hanging branch. He hauled himself up quickly, moving faster than a beast of his size would indicate and continued climbing until he found a branch thick enough to stand on. Held onto a branch above, and jumped up and down a few times. "Aye!" He called down, "this aughta work!" |
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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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Post by Asadrack on Apr 11, 2021 19:49:49 GMT -5
Asadrack watched as the Hrukka climbed the tree, impressed by how quick he climbed it. "So, I'm guessing that you won't like if I offer to help him cut the tree, right ?". He asked Tana
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Tana the Tongue-Tied
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 196
Appearance: ***********
Age: 19
Race: Human
Eyes: Brown
Hair: Light Brown
Build: Almost Athletic
Height: Average
Marks: A birthmark in the shape of a crescent, various freckles, a mole or two, and faint scars from life.
Equipment: ***********
Cloak
Light Robes
***********
Staff
Rucksack filled with: Extra clothes, cookware, other utensils and personal things.
Torch
Flute
Fishing Rod
Other things
Skills and Abilities: ***********
Class: Cleric
***********
Music: Plays the flute
Drawing
Elemental magics, specifically healing
***********
Healing: Healing can be done in four ways for her...
Depending on the strength of the magic, she will:
If no magic is necessary, she will make a tincture, potion, elixer, or salves of varying strength with herbs.
If the wounds are of a moderate state, she may use a combination of the prior stated, and magic of various strengths depending on severity.
If the wound is severe, i.e. life threatening, she relies only upon magic
Biography: ***********
Mute
Inquisitive
Intelligent but not genius
***********
Tana is a young, shy girl who has a voice but doesn't use her vocal chords to produce it. She was born deep in the usque, a tribe of Humans who had descended from fae of the Usque. She has such a stutter that she chooses not to speak for she was perpetually tongue tied, but instead does her best to communicate in her own version of sign language.
In the wake of the next cataclysm, she and a few of her people drifted through the mist... Not many people made it out alive, or in the same area.
Allegiances: Usqueans
Registered: Mar 22, 2021 10:50:44 GMT -5
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Post by Tana the Tongue-Tied on Apr 11, 2021 20:02:59 GMT -5
She shook her head at Asa, "Building on it."
Her eyes were lit up as she approached the tree. She rested her palm against the north side where the moss grew upward from the ground. It was the mother tree... the heart of the grove. She looked up to the sky and smiled. "H... home." she said the single word.
She laughed softly.
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Hrukka
Committed
Roleplay posts: 79
Age: 34 years
Appearance: Large, burly and green. Nearly 7 feet tall. Wears ragged underclothes and large plate armor painted yellow. His inner self is only 7 inches tall.
Equipment: Heavy plated armor. Small bag of "snacks". Battle axe and near claymore-length sword he wields one-handed. Pocket knife (or rather, a dagger by a human's point of view) he uses for carving wood. Small wooden charm on a necklace his "Mudda" gave him.
Skills and Abilities: Skilled woodcarver and carpenter. Extremely strong for his size, as well as a high pain tolerance. (After all, his main body is fungi, with limited pain receptors.) The ability to regrow limbs of his large body after eating some of his "snacks".
Biography: A fairly simple git,(His words, not mine) Hrukka spent most of his life in his village in the outskirts of the town of..... "Grrharglakka". At the age of 21, he set out to seek his fortune, working as a combat engineer of a local warlord. He went home years later to see his ailing mother, only to find his village burned down by the very warlord he was working with. After he "krumped" the warlord, he built a rough ship, and sailed off to find his future.
Registered: Apr 8, 2021 12:29:02 GMT -5
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Post by Hrukka on Apr 11, 2021 20:08:40 GMT -5
She shook her head at Asa, "Building on it." Her eyes were lit up as she approached the tree. She rested her palm against the north side where the moss grew upward from the ground. It was the mother tree... the heart of the grove. She looked up to the sky and smiled. "H... home." she said the single word. She laughed softly. Hrukka smiled as he heard Tana laugh. A lovely sound. Being back in the trees will do her a lot of good. Hrukka swung down landing on the floor with a thud as 300+ pounds of green flesh and armor hit the ground. "Alright, mark this tree so we can come back to it, and see if we can find another like this huh?" |
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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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Post by Asadrack on Apr 11, 2021 20:16:23 GMT -5
"I've never had a place to call home" he said, then heard the thump that Hrukka made on his way down, looked at him and nodded in response to what he had just said
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Tana the Tongue-Tied
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 196
Appearance: ***********
Age: 19
Race: Human
Eyes: Brown
Hair: Light Brown
Build: Almost Athletic
Height: Average
Marks: A birthmark in the shape of a crescent, various freckles, a mole or two, and faint scars from life.
Equipment: ***********
Cloak
Light Robes
***********
Staff
Rucksack filled with: Extra clothes, cookware, other utensils and personal things.
Torch
Flute
Fishing Rod
Other things
Skills and Abilities: ***********
Class: Cleric
***********
Music: Plays the flute
Drawing
Elemental magics, specifically healing
***********
Healing: Healing can be done in four ways for her...
Depending on the strength of the magic, she will:
If no magic is necessary, she will make a tincture, potion, elixer, or salves of varying strength with herbs.
If the wounds are of a moderate state, she may use a combination of the prior stated, and magic of various strengths depending on severity.
If the wound is severe, i.e. life threatening, she relies only upon magic
Biography: ***********
Mute
Inquisitive
Intelligent but not genius
***********
Tana is a young, shy girl who has a voice but doesn't use her vocal chords to produce it. She was born deep in the usque, a tribe of Humans who had descended from fae of the Usque. She has such a stutter that she chooses not to speak for she was perpetually tongue tied, but instead does her best to communicate in her own version of sign language.
In the wake of the next cataclysm, she and a few of her people drifted through the mist... Not many people made it out alive, or in the same area.
Allegiances: Usqueans
Registered: Mar 22, 2021 10:50:44 GMT -5
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Post by Tana the Tongue-Tied on Apr 11, 2021 21:24:27 GMT -5
She was nonplussed by the big guy's lading, she only laughed more. The bubbly sound was, indeed, a nice sound to hear after an apocalypse. She turned to look at Asa, moved over to him, took his hand, assuming he'd let her, and pull him toward the tree. "H-home." She pressed his hand to the tree and then began to write slowly now. "Mother tree." She then made gestures to teach Asa the signs for the words. Then she wrote, "Home," and also showed him the sign for that.
Then she turned her gaze to Hrukka, nodding her approval of the most beautiful sight she had seen in a long time.The tree was marked.
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