Theren is in an illegal sparring ring. He is fighting a rather tough opponent, his knuckles coated in his opponent's blood.
Leo is protecting a small town where bandits are raiding. He uses ball peen hammers coated in fire as weapons.
In the audience, Merabelle, who was actually there to fight herself, is cheering them on with the broadest smile in the world on her face.
Ana is providing covering fire where she can, having recovered from her panic attack, and landing headshots from a hidden position. Stealth:10
Theren, despite his age, is surprisingly nimble on his feet. He weaves between his opponents jabs, countering with blows of his own.
A few bandits see her and attack her. Attack: 18 Damage: 16
“Hit ‘em with the knockout!” She shouts, leaning over the arena they are fighting it “He ain’t gonna stand up much longer!”
The attack hits, annoyingly enough, and cuts pretty deep into her arm. She decides to pay them back and shoot some of them point blank. To hit:188 Damage:10+111+4
*My clothing choice today is a mix between Arthur Morgan but specifically ✨winter✨ Arthur Morgan, THE GREAT RAATMA, and autistic child who hates wearing anything other than one set of soft clothes.*
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"I learned to cook pasta, I learned to pay rent, learned the world doesn't owe you a cent."
"You're planning your future, Veronica Sawyer. You'll go to some college and marry a lawyer. But the sky's gonna hurt when it falls so you'd better start building some walls."
Theren is in an illegal sparring ring. He is fighting a rather tough opponent, his knuckles coated in his opponent's blood.
Leo is protecting a small town where bandits are raiding. He uses ball peen hammers coated in fire as weapons.
In the audience, Merabelle, who was actually there to fight herself, is cheering them on with the broadest smile in the world on her face.
Ana is providing covering fire where she can, having recovered from her panic attack, and landing headshots from a hidden position. Stealth:10
Theren, despite his age, is surprisingly nimble on his feet. He weaves between his opponents jabs, countering with blows of his own.
A few bandits see her and attack her. Attack: 18 Damage: 16
“Hit ‘em with the knockout!” She shouts, leaning over the arena they are fighting it “He ain’t gonna stand up much longer!”
The attack hits, annoyingly enough, and cuts pretty deep into her arm. She decides to pay them back and shoot some of them point blank. To hit:188 Damage:10+111+4
Theren is caught off guard as he receives a jab to his nose, making blood spray for a moment.
One collapses while the other tries to kill her. Attack: 17 Damage: 14
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*My clothing choice today is a mix between Arthur Morgan but specifically ✨winter✨ Arthur Morgan, THE GREAT RAATMA, and autistic child who hates wearing anything other than one set of soft clothes.*
*That sounds comfy*
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Leo is protecting a small town where bandits are raiding. He uses ball peen hammers coated in fire as weapons.
-new character-
Walking down the market street is a young man with a guitar over his back. He wears a simple black hoodie, blue jeans, and scuffed sneakers. He has short, fluffy black hair, sharp green eyes, and lightly tanned skin.
*Meet my new bard, everyone! He has a curse attached to him that makes everyone forget him after each day, but they remember him slightly, like something out of a dream. Faint whispers of his music or smudges of what he looks like*
Loriche rushes in to offer support with her pick, axe, and the smiting bolts of the heavens.
*i love it*
Teliyan is somberly roaming the town, his umbrella up despite it being a clear day.
Leo smiles a bit as he slams his hammers into a bandit's sides.
The bard looks at them curiously.
“I never knew you were so good at combat!” She says to him while clobbering the militants.
He stares back at the bard, raising an eyebrow.
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This is just Jobah619 again btw
Protect trans kids
Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
*My clothing choice today is a mix between Arthur Morgan but specifically ✨winter✨ Arthur Morgan, THE GREAT RAATMA, and autistic child who hates wearing anything other than one set of soft clothes.*
*That sounds comfy*
*A cowneck sweater, a thermal insulation undershirt, a giant XL sized zip up blue plaid hoodie with soft lining, long blue jeans with many many pockets, and thick boots.Z
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"I learned to cook pasta, I learned to pay rent, learned the world doesn't owe you a cent."
"You're planning your future, Veronica Sawyer. You'll go to some college and marry a lawyer. But the sky's gonna hurt when it falls so you'd better start building some walls."
Theren is in an illegal sparring ring. He is fighting a rather tough opponent, his knuckles coated in his opponent's blood.
Leo is protecting a small town where bandits are raiding. He uses ball peen hammers coated in fire as weapons.
In the audience, Merabelle, who was actually there to fight herself, is cheering them on with the broadest smile in the world on her face.
Ana is providing covering fire where she can, having recovered from her panic attack, and landing headshots from a hidden position. Stealth:10
Theren, despite his age, is surprisingly nimble on his feet. He weaves between his opponents jabs, countering with blows of his own.
A few bandits see her and attack her. Attack: 18 Damage: 16
“Hit ‘em with the knockout!” She shouts, leaning over the arena they are fighting it “He ain’t gonna stand up much longer!”
The attack hits, annoyingly enough, and cuts pretty deep into her arm. She decides to pay them back and shoot some of them point blank. To hit:188 Damage:10+111+4
Theren is caught off guard as he receives a jab to his nose, making blood spray for a moment.
One collapses while the other tries to kill her. Attack: 17 Damage: 14
She shouts in dismay, revealing she’s distracting them, leaning back in her chair, which creeks under her weight.
They also hit her, but she’s still standing, if not by much. She loads the arbalest twice more, firing for their gut. To hit:89 Damage:8+112+6
*My clothing choice today is a mix between Arthur Morgan but specifically ✨winter✨ Arthur Morgan, THE GREAT RAATMA, and autistic child who hates wearing anything other than one set of soft clothes.*
*That sounds comfy*
*A cowneck sweater, a thermal insulation undershirt, a giant XL sized zip up blue plaid hoodie with soft lining, long blue jeans with many many pockets, and thick boots.Z
*Yesh. Very comfy sounding indeed*
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Leo is protecting a small town where bandits are raiding. He uses ball peen hammers coated in fire as weapons.
-new character-
Walking down the market street is a young man with a guitar over his back. He wears a simple black hoodie, blue jeans, and scuffed sneakers. He has short, fluffy black hair, sharp green eyes, and lightly tanned skin.
*Meet my new bard, everyone! He has a curse attached to him that makes everyone forget him after each day, but they remember him slightly, like something out of a dream. Faint whispers of his music or smudges of what he looks like*
Loriche rushes in to offer support with her pick, axe, and the smiting bolts of the heavens.
*i love it*
Teliyan is somberly roaming the town, his umbrella up despite it being a clear day.
Leo smiles a bit as he slams his hammers into a bandit's sides.
The bard looks at them curiously.
“I never knew you were so good at combat!” She says to him while clobbering the militants.
He stares back at the bard, raising an eyebrow.
"Comes with the territory of being a demigod!" he says, bashing a guys skull in.
"Whats with the umbrella?" he asks softly
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Theren is caught off guard as he receives a jab to his nose, making blood spray for a moment.
One collapses while the other tries to kill her. Attack: 17 Damage: 14
She shouts in dismay, revealing she’s distracting them, leaning back in her chair, which creeks under her weight.
They also hit her, but she’s still standing, if not by much. She loads the arbalest twice more, firing for their gut. To hit:1924 Damage:10+610+6
Therens tattoos glow a bright yellow as his eyes flash black for a moment as he hits them with an uppercut, making the man go flying.
The bandit collapses. All the bandits have no been delt with. Leo wipes blood off of his lips and cheek.
She cheers as the opponent is knocked out of the ring by the attack, leading in the stands, out cold “Yeah!”
Her arms are bleeding from the cuts that she blocked, but she’s still standing. She begins to bandage up the wounds, seeing that Leo might be help and calling him over.
Theren is caught off guard as he receives a jab to his nose, making blood spray for a moment.
One collapses while the other tries to kill her. Attack: 17 Damage: 14
She shouts in dismay, revealing she’s distracting them, leaning back in her chair, which creeks under her weight.
They also hit her, but she’s still standing, if not by much. She loads the arbalest twice more, firing for their gut. To hit:1924 Damage:10+610+6
Therens tattoos glow a bright yellow as his eyes flash black for a moment as he hits them with an uppercut, making the man go flying.
The bandit collapses. All the bandits have no been delt with. Leo wipes blood off of his lips and cheek.
She cheers as the opponent is knocked out of the ring by the attack, leading in the stands, out cold “Yeah!”
Her arms are bleeding from the cuts that she blocked, but she’s still standing. She begins to bandage up the wounds, seeing that Leo might be help and calling him over.
Theren laughs a bit, standing straight up. His body is bruised and battered but he flexes in triumph.
Leo waves, wiping his bloody nose.
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Theren is caught off guard as he receives a jab to his nose, making blood spray for a moment.
One collapses while the other tries to kill her. Attack: 17 Damage: 14
She shouts in dismay, revealing she’s distracting them, leaning back in her chair, which creeks under her weight.
They also hit her, but she’s still standing, if not by much. She loads the arbalest twice more, firing for their gut. To hit:1924 Damage:10+610+6
Therens tattoos glow a bright yellow as his eyes flash black for a moment as he hits them with an uppercut, making the man go flying.
The bandit collapses. All the bandits have no been delt with. Leo wipes blood off of his lips and cheek.
She cheers as the opponent is knocked out of the ring by the attack, leading in the stands, out cold “Yeah!”
Her arms are bleeding from the cuts that she blocked, but she’s still standing. She begins to bandage up the wounds, seeing that Leo might be help and calling him over.
Theren laughs a bit, standing straight up. His body is bruised and battered but he flexes in triumph.
Leo waves, wiping his bloody nose.
She cackles at that, “Get outta the ring befer I hop down there and slap that confidence out o’ ya!” She yells jokingly.
Once her arms are bandaged, she comes over, “You did great, honey. I’m sorry I got blood all over this beautiful breastplate.”
"I learned to cook pasta, I learned to pay rent, learned the world doesn't owe you a cent."
"You're planning your future, Veronica Sawyer. You'll go to some college and marry a lawyer. But the sky's gonna hurt when it falls so you'd better start building some walls."
Theren is caught off guard as he receives a jab to his nose, making blood spray for a moment.
One collapses while the other tries to kill her. Attack: 17 Damage: 14
She shouts in dismay, revealing she’s distracting them, leaning back in her chair, which creeks under her weight.
They also hit her, but she’s still standing, if not by much. She loads the arbalest twice more, firing for their gut. To hit:1924 Damage:10+610+6
Therens tattoos glow a bright yellow as his eyes flash black for a moment as he hits them with an uppercut, making the man go flying.
The bandit collapses. All the bandits have no been delt with. Leo wipes blood off of his lips and cheek.
She cheers as the opponent is knocked out of the ring by the attack, leading in the stands, out cold “Yeah!”
Her arms are bleeding from the cuts that she blocked, but she’s still standing. She begins to bandage up the wounds, seeing that Leo might be help and calling him over.
Theren laughs a bit, standing straight up. His body is bruised and battered but he flexes in triumph.
Leo waves, wiping his bloody nose.
She cackles at that, “Get outta the ring befer I hop down there and slap that confidence out o’ ya!” She yells jokingly.
Once her arms are bandaged, she comes over, “You did great, honey. I’m sorry I got blood all over this beautiful breastplate.”
Theren waves at them all, leaving the ring.
"Its alright. I can just clean it later."
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Anyone want to listen to me ramble about Northern Snakeheads?*
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"I learned to cook pasta, I learned to pay rent, learned the world doesn't owe you a cent."
"You're planning your future, Veronica Sawyer. You'll go to some college and marry a lawyer. But the sky's gonna hurt when it falls so you'd better start building some walls."
“Hit ‘em with the knockout!” She shouts, leaning over the arena they are fighting it “He ain’t gonna stand up much longer!”
The attack hits, annoyingly enough, and cuts pretty deep into her arm. She decides to pay them back and shoot some of them point blank. To hit:18 8 Damage:10+1 11+4
*My clothing choice today is a mix between Arthur Morgan but specifically ✨winter✨ Arthur Morgan, THE GREAT RAATMA, and autistic child who hates wearing anything other than one set of soft clothes.*
[Taken by my Squirmy Wormy]
Theren is caught off guard as he receives a jab to his nose, making blood spray for a moment.
One collapses while the other tries to kill her. Attack: 17 Damage: 14
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Of course. Here you go.*
Sersha is making oil in a grinding bowl, trying to make some medical oils and pastes alongside more venoms, humming to herself as she does.
John is practicing fighting without a blade, shadow boxing, though his formation certainly isn’t perfect, much less refined than with his blade.
*That sounds comfy*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
“I never knew you were so good at combat!” She says to him while clobbering the militants.
He stares back at the bard, raising an eyebrow.
This is just Jobah619 again btw
Protect trans kids
Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
*A cowneck sweater, a thermal insulation undershirt, a giant XL sized zip up blue plaid hoodie with soft lining, long blue jeans with many many pockets, and thick boots.Z
[Taken by my Squirmy Wormy]
She shouts in dismay, revealing she’s distracting them, leaning back in her chair, which creeks under her weight.
They also hit her, but she’s still standing, if not by much. She loads the arbalest twice more, firing for their gut. To hit:8 9 Damage:8+1 12+6
*Yesh. Very comfy sounding indeed*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Comes with the territory of being a demigod!" he says, bashing a guys skull in.
"Whats with the umbrella?" he asks softly
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Therens tattoos glow a bright yellow as his eyes flash black for a moment as he hits them with an uppercut, making the man go flying.
The bandit collapses. All the bandits have no been delt with. Leo wipes blood off of his lips and cheek.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She cheers as the opponent is knocked out of the ring by the attack, leading in the stands, out cold “Yeah!”
Her arms are bleeding from the cuts that she blocked, but she’s still standing. She begins to bandage up the wounds, seeing that Leo might be help and calling him over.
Theren laughs a bit, standing straight up. His body is bruised and battered but he flexes in triumph.
Leo waves, wiping his bloody nose.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She cackles at that, “Get outta the ring befer I hop down there and slap that confidence out o’ ya!” She yells jokingly.
Once her arms are bandaged, she comes over, “You did great, honey. I’m sorry I got blood all over this beautiful breastplate.”
*I wAnT tO bE dOnE wItH wInTeR.*
[Taken by my Squirmy Wormy]
Theren waves at them all, leaving the ring.
"Its alright. I can just clean it later."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*highly agreed*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Man, sing it loud and proud. I’m done with crazy cold weather.*
*Anyone want to listen to me ramble about Northern Snakeheads?*
[Taken by my Squirmy Wormy]
*Id love to*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.