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 18, 2021 19:58:43 GMT -5
Tana looks down at the cat with open curiosity. Where had it come from? She bent down and reached to pet it as well. She wanted to know where it came from. Hrukka chuckled as everyone crowded around the cat. "Alroight lads and lasses, let the beastie be, we need to find a few more trees then turn back, aight?"
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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 18, 2021 20:03:35 GMT -5
"he's right" Asadrack gave a smile and and return his attention bro their surroundings "you never know what's inside of a forest", he thought to himself
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Whiskers
Established
Roleplay posts: 28
Appearance: A grey and white cat with piercing blue eyes. He sports a pirate outfit fit for the finest of crews. A large black captain's hat with crossbones, a caution to others. Is he a captain? No one really knows. Whiskers wears a black shirt as soft as cotton. The black sleeves embroidered with gold accents give way to white ruffled sleeve ends. The shirt has a cute white collar that Whiskers prefers to wear up. Did Whiskers dress himself, or has someone put him in it? No one truly knows.
Equipment: Whiskers takes with him a small pouch used to carry fish, papers, and other oddities.
Skills and Abilities: He does cat things since he is indeed a cat. In addition, he does occasionally deliver letters, but he himself is a true and through pirate.
Biography: meow meow meow meow meow. Meow meow! meow? MEOW!? Meow meow mrrrrr Meow.
Allegiances: anyone with a can of tuna
Registered: Mar 21, 2021 17:01:56 GMT -5
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Post by Whiskers on Apr 18, 2021 20:05:02 GMT -5
The cat continues to sit on the big feller's shoulders seeming to have quite a good balance. This is one cat who hasn't lost any of his 9 lives. Whiskers tilts his head hoping they can find a good tree. Trees are nice for scratching but he isn't sure what use these people would have for a tree, maybe they'll chop it down or make shelter in the trees. Whatever the reason it may be he'll have quite the fun journey with these folks.
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Tana the Tongue-Tied
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 189
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
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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 21, 2021 21:16:26 GMT -5
Tana left the cat alone after a moment, lifting a brow and then gesturing all around her as if to indicate the many trees. There was something around them to build up on. Of course, there were things that needed to be done and they had procrastinated enough. She started to head toward the edge of the grove.
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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 21, 2021 21:32:03 GMT -5
As Tana approached the edge of the Grove Asadrack followed her with his eyes, he slightly shifted his fingers around his makeshift spear.
He walked in her direction looking at the grove in front of him and said "If we are building here, we need to make sure there are no dangerous animals in the area, I wouldn't want anything happening to you or your people while work is being done here"
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Whiskers
Established
Roleplay posts: 28
Appearance: A grey and white cat with piercing blue eyes. He sports a pirate outfit fit for the finest of crews. A large black captain's hat with crossbones, a caution to others. Is he a captain? No one really knows. Whiskers wears a black shirt as soft as cotton. The black sleeves embroidered with gold accents give way to white ruffled sleeve ends. The shirt has a cute white collar that Whiskers prefers to wear up. Did Whiskers dress himself, or has someone put him in it? No one truly knows.
Equipment: Whiskers takes with him a small pouch used to carry fish, papers, and other oddities.
Skills and Abilities: He does cat things since he is indeed a cat. In addition, he does occasionally deliver letters, but he himself is a true and through pirate.
Biography: meow meow meow meow meow. Meow meow! meow? MEOW!? Meow meow mrrrrr Meow.
Allegiances: anyone with a can of tuna
Registered: Mar 21, 2021 17:01:56 GMT -5
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Post by Whiskers on Apr 21, 2021 21:38:08 GMT -5
Whiskers chirps and looks around seeing if he can catch sight of any nasty foes in the trees. Hopefully the sun will set soon and his eyes will really be useful to him. The cat hops down onto the ground and sniffs the air seeing if there is a whiff of danger in the air.
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Usque
Committed
Roleplay posts: 77
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 May 1, 2021 13:58:10 GMT -5
It started with the crackling of foliage under large feet... Sfffcrunch, sfffcrunch, sfffcrunch... Then came the sound of a rather nasty groan from the source of the crunching, "Eeerrrrrrrggghhhhssssttthhppp."
A foul stench soon filled the air, sulfuric and thick in the forest. "Eeeeerrrrrrggghhhhhhsssssstttthhpppp," repeated whatever odoriferous beast was afoot.
Suddenly, there was a great crashing as the footsteps grew faster and the beast soon emerged, indeed, a frightening sight!
"Uuuurrrghhhhhh!"
It's tongue lolled out of it's mouth and drool came dribbling out. Great claws flexed as the beast seemed to hone in on the group.
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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 May 1, 2021 15:36:59 GMT -5
Asadrack's first reaction was to get in between Tana and the beast with the back of the spear over the right shoulder and the tip angled down. With a close enough distance he could throw the spear and, if it pierced the creature, he could grab the back side of it, pull it out and attack again.
His first concern was to make sure nothing would happen to Tana, he swallowed, "Tana, i don't know how good you are in a fight, but even if you can help, you are too important, so I need you to get to safety, i'll be fine, I promise."
That was an empty promise, he never fought something like that and although the wound was healing, it would make things harder
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Whiskers
Established
Roleplay posts: 28
Appearance: A grey and white cat with piercing blue eyes. He sports a pirate outfit fit for the finest of crews. A large black captain's hat with crossbones, a caution to others. Is he a captain? No one really knows. Whiskers wears a black shirt as soft as cotton. The black sleeves embroidered with gold accents give way to white ruffled sleeve ends. The shirt has a cute white collar that Whiskers prefers to wear up. Did Whiskers dress himself, or has someone put him in it? No one truly knows.
Equipment: Whiskers takes with him a small pouch used to carry fish, papers, and other oddities.
Skills and Abilities: He does cat things since he is indeed a cat. In addition, he does occasionally deliver letters, but he himself is a true and through pirate.
Biography: meow meow meow meow meow. Meow meow! meow? MEOW!? Meow meow mrrrrr Meow.
Allegiances: anyone with a can of tuna
Registered: Mar 21, 2021 17:01:56 GMT -5
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Post by Whiskers on May 1, 2021 15:57:31 GMT -5
The cat hissed at the beast. He wondered if he could tell what the beast was saying through their behavior. Whiskers will run up the monsters arm and scratch the creatures neck before leaping off of the monster to avoid getting hit.
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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 May 1, 2021 16:02:03 GMT -5
It started with the crackling of foliage under large feet... Sfffcrunch, sfffcrunch, sfffcrunch... Then came the sound of a rather nasty groan from the source of the crunching, "Eeerrrrrrrggghhhhssssttthhppp."
A foul stench soon filled the air, sulfuric and thick in the forest. "Eeeeerrrrrrggghhhhhhsssssstttthhpppp," repeated whatever odoriferous beast was afoot.
Suddenly, there was a great crashing as the footsteps grew faster and the beast soon emerged, indeed, a frightening sight!
"Uuuurrrghhhhhh!"
It's tongue lolled out of it's mouth and drool came dribbling out. Great claws flexed as the beast seemed to hone in on the group.
Hrukka turned swiftly, hefting his axe. He noted the threat, and prepared to charge it. "oy! Get the lass out of here!" he shouted, "I can topple this bloke!" He then charged the beast, axe out behind him, yellowing a ferocious warcry.
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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 May 1, 2021 16:26:04 GMT -5
"I'll be back," he said, grabbing Tana's hand and leading her towards the markings the young woman left earlier, "don't die" h shouted
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Tana the Tongue-Tied
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 189
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 May 1, 2021 16:46:17 GMT -5
Tana turned to see the beast and her eyes widened. She was unarmed, so what could she do? Besides that, she had the sand table she was carrying. Her staff was useless to her while she held the sand table! Shit!
Before she knew what was happening, Asa was trying to pull her along. She stumbled after him.
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Usque
Committed
Roleplay posts: 77
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 May 1, 2021 16:54:21 GMT -5
The beast was first caught surprised when the cat came out of nowhere and scratched it. "UAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!" roared the monster. He lifted a claw and swiped through the air in an attempt to hit the cat midair, when another thing caught it's attention. As Hrukka moved toward it, it swung it's eyeless head around and began to charge... but then the running of the two caught it's attention next and it leapt into the air, landing on the other side of Hrukka and charging after Asa and Tana.
Unfortunately for Tana, she was the one who got pounced as she was behind Asa. Down she went, the beast tearing into the flesh of her arm with one claw. It lifted its head, prepared to pounce again with it's mouth.
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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 May 1, 2021 16:58:35 GMT -5
Asadrack made sure Tana would stop stumbling so she wouldn't fall while running. "Tana, you probably won't like what i am about to say but as soon as you're safe, I will come back, if that isn't the only one, Hrukka will probably need help," he said to her, than turned his head to look behind them
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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 May 1, 2021 18:46:31 GMT -5
The beast was first caught surprised when the cat came out of nowhere and scratched it. "UAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!" roared the monster. He lifted a claw and swiped through the air in an attempt to hit the cat midair, when another thing caught it's attention. As Hrukka moved toward it, it swung it's eyeless head around and began to charge... but then the running of the two caught it's attention next and it leapt into the air, landing on the other side of Hrukka and charging after Asa and Tana. Unfortunately for Tana, she was the one who got pounced as she was behind Asa. Down she went, the beast tearing into the flesh of her arm with one claw. It lifted its head, prepared to pounce again with it's mouth. Hrukka turned on a dime as the beast lept of him. "Zog it, LASS!" He exclaimed, as the beast wounded Lana. "Get off her!" He shouted, chokeing up on the axe, and attempting to slam it into the beast's ankle.
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