Theren wakes up groaning in his area. "Oh bloody hell. This outfit sucks." he then looks around. 'oh, hello everyone."
"Good morning sleepy head. Squek. Welcome to the hunger games. Squek. Any questions?"
"Uh, is death gonna happen here?"
"Theren? Oh my god, finally, there's someone here I know and get along with." She walks up to him, taking as good of a look as she can in the scarce light. "It's to the death. I'm pretty sure." She glares at the mouse.
Stopping at the iron bars
Well, yeah, stopping at the iron bars
Just making sure you all realize how confined you are at the moment :p
*Ah yes, and remember everyone starts with those starting items please and thank you. I think I said what in the first or second post, just lmk what you chose.*
"The hells'd I drink last night? Why'm I wearing pants? I don't wear pants." Eris stumbles to her feet, gripping a small green stone and putting on a top hat.
"The hells'd I drink last night? Why'm I wearing pants? I don't wear pants." Eris stumbles to her feet, gripping a small green stone and putting on a top hat.
The mouse tilts their head, "Almost everyone. Good morning. Any questions? Squek."
Theren wakes up groaning in his area. "Oh bloody hell. This outfit sucks." he then looks around. 'oh, hello everyone."
"Good morning sleepy head. Squek. Welcome to the hunger games. Squek. Any questions?"
"Uh, is death gonna happen here?"
"Theren? Oh my god, finally, there's someone here I know and get along with." She walks up to him, taking as good of a look as she can in the scarce light. "It's to the death. I'm pretty sure." She glares at the mouse.
He looks likes hes been beaten up badly. "Yeah. Great."
"Theren? What happened? Did you try to fight god again?"
"nah. My job." he then attaches the given pink prosthetic arm that was given to him. "I hate this..."
"Ah. What's wrong with pink? It's pretty." She fiddles with the ornate dagger in her hand. She looks really bothered, yet defeated. "Well, I guess it might make you stand out like a flamingo in the arctic. Or whatever the arena looks like."
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Theren wakes up groaning in his area. "Oh bloody hell. This outfit sucks." he then looks around. 'oh, hello everyone."
"Good morning sleepy head. Squek. Welcome to the hunger games. Squek. Any questions?"
"Uh, is death gonna happen here?"
"Theren? Oh my god, finally, there's someone here I know and get along with." She walks up to him, taking as good of a look as she can in the scarce light. "It's to the death. I'm pretty sure." She glares at the mouse.
He looks likes hes been beaten up badly. "Yeah. Great."
"Theren? What happened? Did you try to fight god again?"
"nah. My job." he then attaches the given pink prosthetic arm that was given to him. "I hate this..."
"Ah. What's wrong with pink? It's pretty." She fiddles with the ornate dagger in her hand. She looks really bothered, yet defeated. "Well, I guess it might make you stand out like a flamingo in the arctic. Or whatever the arena looks like."
"Forest, with a center patch of just dirt. Squek."
Theren wakes up groaning in his area. "Oh bloody hell. This outfit sucks." he then looks around. 'oh, hello everyone."
"Good morning sleepy head. Squek. Welcome to the hunger games. Squek. Any questions?"
"Uh, is death gonna happen here?"
"Theren? Oh my god, finally, there's someone here I know and get along with." She walks up to him, taking as good of a look as she can in the scarce light. "It's to the death. I'm pretty sure." She glares at the mouse.
He looks likes hes been beaten up badly. "Yeah. Great."
"Theren? What happened? Did you try to fight god again?"
"nah. My job." he then attaches the given pink prosthetic arm that was given to him. "I hate this..."
"Ah. What's wrong with pink? It's pretty." She fiddles with the ornate dagger in her hand. She looks really bothered, yet defeated. "Well, I guess it might make you stand out like a flamingo in the arctic. Or whatever the arena looks like."
"Forest, with a center patch of just dirt. Squek."
"Thank you. You might stand out like a flamingo in a forest with a center patch of just dirt. Squek."
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Darold the Mud Dauber says: _ _ it's still spooky season | )/ ) \\ |//,' it's always spooky season (")(_)---"()=--(\\ \)
Theren wakes up groaning in his area. "Oh bloody hell. This outfit sucks." he then looks around. 'oh, hello everyone."
"Good morning sleepy head. Squek. Welcome to the hunger games. Squek. Any questions?"
"Uh, is death gonna happen here?"
"Theren? Oh my god, finally, there's someone here I know and get along with." She walks up to him, taking as good of a look as she can in the scarce light. "It's to the death. I'm pretty sure." She glares at the mouse.
He looks likes hes been beaten up badly. "Yeah. Great."
"Theren? What happened? Did you try to fight god again?"
"nah. My job." he then attaches the given pink prosthetic arm that was given to him. "I hate this..."
"Ah. What's wrong with pink? It's pretty." She fiddles with the ornate dagger in her hand. She looks really bothered, yet defeated. "Well, I guess it might make you stand out like a flamingo in the arctic. Or whatever the arena looks like."
Theren sighs and strings his bow and sheathes his shortsword. "It makes me stand out."
Theren wakes up groaning in his area. "Oh bloody hell. This outfit sucks." he then looks around. 'oh, hello everyone."
"Good morning sleepy head. Squek. Welcome to the hunger games. Squek. Any questions?"
"Uh, is death gonna happen here?"
"Theren? Oh my god, finally, there's someone here I know and get along with." She walks up to him, taking as good of a look as she can in the scarce light. "It's to the death. I'm pretty sure." She glares at the mouse.
He looks likes hes been beaten up badly. "Yeah. Great."
"Theren? What happened? Did you try to fight god again?"
"nah. My job." he then attaches the given pink prosthetic arm that was given to him. "I hate this..."
"Ah. What's wrong with pink? It's pretty." She fiddles with the ornate dagger in her hand. She looks really bothered, yet defeated. "Well, I guess it might make you stand out like a flamingo in the arctic. Or whatever the arena looks like."
"Forest, with a center patch of just dirt. Squek."
Your character wakes up in a cell, the last thing they remember are a group of dark cloaked were-ferrets with red eyes suddenly appearing. A struggle. And now you are here, clothed in but a cloth shirt and goatskin pants. No items. No weapons. Just a book which appears to be a copy of your spell book if you're a caster, or two non magical things from the starting equipment of your starting class if you aren't. It's dark, but you are in a circular room and can see everyone else competing in the games from where you are trapped.
"Hello. Squek. It's nice to meet you squek. I don't know if you noticed, Squek. I'm a mouse squek. Anyway, uh, uh, uh, squek. If you have questions that's what I'm here for, squek." A small grey mouse is sitting on a table in the center in front of three buttons
*Hahaha. Did you just clothe a satyr in goat skin pants?*
The satyr sits up drowsily, “Oh stink,” he mumbles, “How did I get back in jail?” He surveys his surroundings, “Wait a minute, this is a weird jail, what is going on?”
*For his two items could he have some pan pipes and his busted top hat? He is a bard and his hat isn’t magical or anything. It is just a hat.*
Your character wakes up in a cell, the last thing they remember are a group of dark cloaked were-ferrets with red eyes suddenly appearing. A struggle. And now you are here, clothed in but a cloth shirt and goatskin pants. No items. No weapons. Just a book which appears to be a copy of your spell book if you're a caster, or two non magical things from the starting equipment of your starting class if you aren't. It's dark, but you are in a circular room and can see everyone else competing in the games from where you are trapped.
"Hello. Squek. It's nice to meet you squek. I don't know if you noticed, Squek. I'm a mouse squek. Anyway, uh, uh, uh, squek. If you have questions that's what I'm here for, squek." A small grey mouse is sitting on a table in the center in front of three buttons
*Hahaha. Did you just clothe a satyr in goat skin pants?*
The satyr sits up drowsily, “Oh stink,” he mumbles, “How did I get back in jail?” He surveys his surroundings, “Wait a minute, this is a weird jail, what is going on?”
*For his two items could he have some pan pipes and his busted top hat? He is a bard and his hat isn’t magical or anything. It is just a hat.*
*You sure? Just those two? Top hat is clothing :P *
Your character wakes up in a cell, the last thing they remember are a group of dark cloaked were-ferrets with red eyes suddenly appearing. A struggle. And now you are here, clothed in but a cloth shirt and goatskin pants. No items. No weapons. Just a book which appears to be a copy of your spell book if you're a caster, or two non magical things from the starting equipment of your starting class if you aren't. It's dark, but you are in a circular room and can see everyone else competing in the games from where you are trapped.
"Hello. Squek. It's nice to meet you squek. I don't know if you noticed, Squek. I'm a mouse squek. Anyway, uh, uh, uh, squek. If you have questions that's what I'm here for, squek." A small grey mouse is sitting on a table in the center in front of three buttons
*Hahaha. Did you just clothe a satyr in goat skin pants?*
The satyr sits up drowsily, “Oh stink,” he mumbles, “How did I get back in jail?” He surveys his surroundings, “Wait a minute, this is a weird jail, what is going on?”
*For his two items could he have some pan pipes and his busted top hat? He is a bard and his hat isn’t magical or anything. It is just a hat.*
*You sure? Just those two? Top hat is clothing :P *
"Welcome to the Hunger games. Squek."
*I mean, he is a bard and you said no weapons. Actually, a flask of oil might come in handy. And I definitely need the pan pipes since he is a bard.*
”Hunger games? What is that, an eating competition…” then his eyes widen as his memories slowly decide to make themselves known. “Oh no. Oh no no no.” He grips his horns, “I don’t think I was entirely sane when I signed up for this.” He pats the top of his head which is hatless and he groans.
"The hells'd I drink last night? Why'm I wearing pants? I don't wear pants." Eris stumbles to her feet, gripping a small green stone and putting on a top hat.
The mouse tilts their head, "Almost everyone. Good morning. Any questions? Squek."
"The hells'd I drink last night? Why'm I wearing pants?"
Just making sure you all realize how confined you are at the moment :p
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The mouse rolls it's eyes and hops on the green button again, it's now red matte
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Theren sits down and starts to string the bow that was given to him.
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*Ah yes, and remember everyone starts with those starting items please and thank you. I think I said what in the first or second post, just lmk what you chose.*
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o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
"The hells'd I drink last night? Why'm I wearing pants? I don't wear pants." Eris stumbles to her feet, gripping a small green stone and putting on a top hat.
I have a weird sense of humor.
I also make maps.(That's a link)
The mouse tilts their head, "Almost everyone. Good morning. Any questions? Squek."
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"Ah. What's wrong with pink? It's pretty." She fiddles with the ornate dagger in her hand. She looks really bothered, yet defeated. "Well, I guess it might make you stand out like a flamingo in the arctic. Or whatever the arena looks like."
"Forest, with a center patch of just dirt. Squek."
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"Thank you. You might stand out like a flamingo in a forest with a center patch of just dirt. Squek."
" >:( squek"
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Theren sighs and strings his bow and sheathes his shortsword. "It makes me stand out."
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"Frest!" he lights up. "My best domain!"
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The mouse hops on top of a blue button and suddenly there's a map in each person's cells along with a thing about making bets with the organizer.
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Theren examines the map
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*Refer to the general rules, at the bottom is a map split into 9 sectors.*
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"9 sectors....looks like a clock almost..."
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*Hahaha. Did you just clothe a satyr in goat skin pants?*
The satyr sits up drowsily, “Oh stink,” he mumbles, “How did I get back in jail?” He surveys his surroundings, “Wait a minute, this is a weird jail, what is going on?”
*For his two items could he have some pan pipes and his busted top hat? He is a bard and his hat isn’t magical or anything. It is just a hat.*
*You sure? Just those two? Top hat is clothing :P *
"Welcome to the Hunger games. Squek."
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( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
*I mean, he is a bard and you said no weapons. Actually, a flask of oil might come in handy. And I definitely need the pan pipes since he is a bard.*
”Hunger games? What is that, an eating competition…” then his eyes widen as his memories slowly decide to make themselves known. “Oh no. Oh no no no.” He grips his horns, “I don’t think I was entirely sane when I signed up for this.” He pats the top of his head which is hatless and he groans.
"The hells'd I drink last night? Why'm I wearing pants?"
I have a weird sense of humor.
I also make maps.(That's a link)