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Sprinting over the hill comes a fifteen year old boy, with hair dyed dark blue, sea green eyes, and wearing a tattered aquamarine jacket. A sword is strapped to his back, and he’s being pursued by a massive hellhound. The sword looks dull and is not celestial bronze, but he wields it well. 

 He discovers himself running towards west, who seems relatively unbothered by the situation, but still grabs his knife and shouts out, "You need help over there?"

 “Nope!” He says, clearly being sarcastic. “Besides, you can’t help. Weapons don’t seem to hurt this thing!” The hellhound roars. 

 "I'm guessing knowing its emotions won't help?"

 “It’s obviously angry!” The boy draws his sword and swings it at the beast, but it clangs off harmlessly. 

 "Maybe it has a weakspot! swing at every possible place and it might be a little more worried when you get close to that spot!"

 “Yeah, this thing doesn’t seem to have a weak spot. Tried everywhere. Now I’m just running!” 

 "What about the eyes? I could  sneak my knife in there! Otherwise, running and hoping for help is the best chance we got!" West appears next to the boy, holding his butterfly knife out in front of him.

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*looking for Rp and possibly ship. My only character open for it is male.*

 

 

 *I just introed a new character above, you can respond to that.* 

 *what character? And Alex is straight so you know.*

 *Child of a sea god, not necessarily Poseidon. It’s right up there. The one with the blue hair.* 

 *Alex is straight. I’m looking for a female character for a ship.*

 *Didn’t you just want a roleplay? I don’t do female characters. You can just roleplay with this guy.* 

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Sprinting over the hill comes a fifteen year old boy, with hair dyed dark blue, sea green eyes, and wearing a tattered aquamarine jacket. A sword is strapped to his back, and he’s being pursued by a massive hellhound. The sword looks dull and is not celestial bronze, but he wields it well. 

 He discovers himself running towards west, who seems relatively unbothered by the situation, but still grabs his knife and shouts out, "You need help over there?"

 “Nope!” He says, clearly being sarcastic. “Besides, you can’t help. Weapons don’t seem to hurt this thing!” The hellhound roars. 

 "I'm guessing knowing its emotions won't help?"

 “It’s obviously angry!” The boy draws his sword and swings it at the beast, but it clangs off harmlessly. 

 "Maybe it has a weakspot! swing at every possible place and it might be a little more worried when you get close to that spot!"

 “Yeah, this thing doesn’t seem to have a weak spot. Tried everywhere. Now I’m just running!” 

 "What about the eyes? I could  sneak my knife in there! Otherwise, running and hoping for help is the best chance we got!" West appears next to the boy, holding his butterfly knife out in front of him.

 If the knife is celestial bronze and he chooses to attack, the knife pierces flesh. 

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"Something about that was mentioned. Although I can't see mundane objects, of course." He laughs.

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Sprinting over the hill comes a fifteen year old boy, with hair dyed dark blue, sea green eyes, and wearing a tattered aquamarine jacket. A sword is strapped to his back, and he’s being pursued by a massive hellhound. The sword looks dull and is not celestial bronze, but he wields it well. 

 He discovers himself running towards west, who seems relatively unbothered by the situation, but still grabs his knife and shouts out, "You need help over there?"

 “Nope!” He says, clearly being sarcastic. “Besides, you can’t help. Weapons don’t seem to hurt this thing!” The hellhound roars. 

 "I'm guessing knowing its emotions won't help?"

 “It’s obviously angry!” The boy draws his sword and swings it at the beast, but it clangs off harmlessly. 

 "Maybe it has a weakspot! swing at every possible place and it might be a little more worried when you get close to that spot!"

 “Yeah, this thing doesn’t seem to have a weak spot. Tried everywhere. Now I’m just running!” 

 "What about the eyes? I could  sneak my knife in there! Otherwise, running and hoping for help is the best chance we got!" West appears next to the boy, holding his butterfly knife out in front of him.

 If the knife is celestial bronze and he chooses to attack, the knife pierces flesh. 

 He got it from the armory, so it probably is. Therefore, he attacks. Guess I roll?
Attack: 11 Damage: 9
Attack: 14 Damage: Unable to parse dice roll.

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*looking for Rp and possibly ship. My only character open for it is male.*

 

 

 *I just introed a new character above, you can respond to that.* 

 *what character? And Alex is straight so you know.*

 *Child of a sea god, not necessarily Poseidon. It’s right up there. The one with the blue hair.* 

 *Alex is straight. I’m looking for a female character for a ship.*

 *Didn’t you just want a roleplay? I don’t do female characters. You can just roleplay with this guy.* 

 *I was also looking for a ship.*

 *Can we just roleplay for now? My next character might be female but I’m not in a character making mood right now. Ask Gonzalo. He has plenty of female characters.* 

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"Something about that was mentioned. Although I can't see mundane objects, of course." He laughs.

 they laugh as well. "I could help, if you want"

 "I'd appreciate that, my friend. But first, we must find someone and enroll." He punctuates his words dramatically.

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Sprinting over the hill comes a fifteen year old boy, with hair dyed dark blue, sea green eyes, and wearing a tattered aquamarine jacket. A sword is strapped to his back, and he’s being pursued by a massive hellhound. The sword looks dull and is not celestial bronze, but he wields it well. 

 He discovers himself running towards west, who seems relatively unbothered by the situation, but still grabs his knife and shouts out, "You need help over there?"

 “Nope!” He says, clearly being sarcastic. “Besides, you can’t help. Weapons don’t seem to hurt this thing!” The hellhound roars. 

 "I'm guessing knowing its emotions won't help?"

 “It’s obviously angry!” The boy draws his sword and swings it at the beast, but it clangs off harmlessly. 

 "Maybe it has a weakspot! swing at every possible place and it might be a little more worried when you get close to that spot!"

 “Yeah, this thing doesn’t seem to have a weak spot. Tried everywhere. Now I’m just running!” 

 "What about the eyes? I could  sneak my knife in there! Otherwise, running and hoping for help is the best chance we got!" West appears next to the boy, holding his butterfly knife out in front of him.

 If the knife is celestial bronze and he chooses to attack, the knife pierces flesh. 

 He got it from the armory, so it probably is. Therefore, he attacks. Guess I roll?
Attack: 23 Damage: 7
Attack: 23 Damage: 9

Both hit. The boy stares. “Woah! How did you do that?” The Hellhound roars and attempts to tackle the boy, but he sidesteps nimbly. 

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Sprinting over the hill comes a fifteen year old boy, with hair dyed dark blue, sea green eyes, and wearing a tattered aquamarine jacket. A sword is strapped to his back, and he’s being pursued by a massive hellhound. The sword looks dull and is not celestial bronze, but he wields it well. 

 He discovers himself running towards west, who seems relatively unbothered by the situation, but still grabs his knife and shouts out, "You need help over there?"

 “Nope!” He says, clearly being sarcastic. “Besides, you can’t help. Weapons don’t seem to hurt this thing!” The hellhound roars. 

 "I'm guessing knowing its emotions won't help?"

 “It’s obviously angry!” The boy draws his sword and swings it at the beast, but it clangs off harmlessly. 

 "Maybe it has a weakspot! swing at every possible place and it might be a little more worried when you get close to that spot!"

 “Yeah, this thing doesn’t seem to have a weak spot. Tried everywhere. Now I’m just running!” 

 "What about the eyes? I could  sneak my knife in there! Otherwise, running and hoping for help is the best chance we got!" West appears next to the boy, holding his butterfly knife out in front of him.

 If the knife is celestial bronze and he chooses to attack, the knife pierces flesh. 

 He got it from the armory, so it probably is. Therefore, he attacks. Guess I roll?
Attack: 23 Damage: 7
Attack: 23 Damage: 9

Both hit. The boy stares. “Woah! How did you do that?” The Hellhound roars and attempts to tackle the boy, but he sidesteps nimbly. 

 "This creature has a hardened layer of armour, it seems. I simply struck where there was none. That is my specialty when it comes to combat."

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"Something about that was mentioned. Although I can't see mundane objects, of course." He laughs.

 they laugh as well. "I could help, if you want"

 "I'd appreciate that, my friend. But first, we must find someone and enroll." He punctuates his words dramatically.

 "unfortunately, I have no idea where the fog person went"

 "Me neither. We'll simply have to wander around and wait."

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Sprinting over the hill comes a fifteen year old boy, with hair dyed dark blue, sea green eyes, and wearing a tattered aquamarine jacket. A sword is strapped to his back, and he’s being pursued by a massive hellhound. The sword looks dull and is not celestial bronze, but he wields it well. 

 He discovers himself running towards west, who seems relatively unbothered by the situation, but still grabs his knife and shouts out, "You need help over there?"

 “Nope!” He says, clearly being sarcastic. “Besides, you can’t help. Weapons don’t seem to hurt this thing!” The hellhound roars. 

 "I'm guessing knowing its emotions won't help?"

 “It’s obviously angry!” The boy draws his sword and swings it at the beast, but it clangs off harmlessly. 

 "Maybe it has a weakspot! swing at every possible place and it might be a little more worried when you get close to that spot!"

 “Yeah, this thing doesn’t seem to have a weak spot. Tried everywhere. Now I’m just running!” 

 "What about the eyes? I could  sneak my knife in there! Otherwise, running and hoping for help is the best chance we got!" West appears next to the boy, holding his butterfly knife out in front of him.

 If the knife is celestial bronze and he chooses to attack, the knife pierces flesh. 

 He got it from the armory, so it probably is. Therefore, he attacks. Guess I roll?
Attack: 23 Damage: 7
Attack: 23 Damage: 9

Both hit. The boy stares. “Woah! How did you do that?” The Hellhound roars and attempts to tackle the boy, but he sidesteps nimbly. 

 "This creature has a hardened layer of armour, it seems. I simply struck where there was none. That is my specialty when it comes to combat."

 “No, your weapon. I hit there before. But your weapon just went right through!” 

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Sprinting over the hill comes a fifteen year old boy, with hair dyed dark blue, sea green eyes, and wearing a tattered aquamarine jacket. A sword is strapped to his back, and he’s being pursued by a massive hellhound. The sword looks dull and is not celestial bronze, but he wields it well. 

 He discovers himself running towards west, who seems relatively unbothered by the situation, but still grabs his knife and shouts out, "You need help over there?"

 “Nope!” He says, clearly being sarcastic. “Besides, you can’t help. Weapons don’t seem to hurt this thing!” The hellhound roars. 

 "I'm guessing knowing its emotions won't help?"

 “It’s obviously angry!” The boy draws his sword and swings it at the beast, but it clangs off harmlessly. 

 "Maybe it has a weakspot! swing at every possible place and it might be a little more worried when you get close to that spot!"

 “Yeah, this thing doesn’t seem to have a weak spot. Tried everywhere. Now I’m just running!” 

 "What about the eyes? I could  sneak my knife in there! Otherwise, running and hoping for help is the best chance we got!" West appears next to the boy, holding his butterfly knife out in front of him.

 If the knife is celestial bronze and he chooses to attack, the knife pierces flesh. 

 He got it from the armory, so it probably is. Therefore, he attacks. Guess I roll?
Attack: 23 Damage: 7
Attack: 23 Damage: 9

Both hit. The boy stares. “Woah! How did you do that?” The Hellhound roars and attempts to tackle the boy, but he sidesteps nimbly. 

 "This creature has a hardened layer of armour, it seems. I simply struck where there was none. That is my specialty when it comes to combat."

 “No, your weapon. I hit there before. But your weapon just went right through!” 

 "I got it from the armoury here, so it's made of celestial bronze. Is your sword not?" West quickly rolls away from the hellhound's bite.

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"Something about that was mentioned. Although I can't see mundane objects, of course." He laughs.

 they laugh as well. "I could help, if you want"

 "I'd appreciate that, my friend. But first, we must find someone and enroll." He punctuates his words dramatically.

 "unfortunately, I have no idea where the fog person went"

 "Me neither. We'll simply have to wander around and wait."

 "you ready to wander?"

 "Of course! I can avoid trees because they live, and therefore have an aura, even though it's fainter than that of a sentient being. So no need to worry about me bumping into stuff."

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Sprinting over the hill comes a fifteen year old boy, with hair dyed dark blue, sea green eyes, and wearing a tattered aquamarine jacket. A sword is strapped to his back, and he’s being pursued by a massive hellhound. The sword looks dull and is not celestial bronze, but he wields it well. 

 He discovers himself running towards west, who seems relatively unbothered by the situation, but still grabs his knife and shouts out, "You need help over there?"

 “Nope!” He says, clearly being sarcastic. “Besides, you can’t help. Weapons don’t seem to hurt this thing!” The hellhound roars. 

 "I'm guessing knowing its emotions won't help?"

 “It’s obviously angry!” The boy draws his sword and swings it at the beast, but it clangs off harmlessly. 

 "Maybe it has a weakspot! swing at every possible place and it might be a little more worried when you get close to that spot!"

 “Yeah, this thing doesn’t seem to have a weak spot. Tried everywhere. Now I’m just running!” 

 "What about the eyes? I could  sneak my knife in there! Otherwise, running and hoping for help is the best chance we got!" West appears next to the boy, holding his butterfly knife out in front of him.

 If the knife is celestial bronze and he chooses to attack, the knife pierces flesh. 

 He got it from the armory, so it probably is. Therefore, he attacks. Guess I roll?
Attack: 23 Damage: 7
Attack: 23 Damage: 9

Both hit. The boy stares. “Woah! How did you do that?” The Hellhound roars and attempts to tackle the boy, but he sidesteps nimbly. 

 "This creature has a hardened layer of armour, it seems. I simply struck where there was none. That is my specialty when it comes to combat."

 “No, your weapon. I hit there before. But your weapon just went right through!” 

 "I got it from the armoury here, so it's made of celestial bronze. Is your sword not?" West quickly rolls away from the hellhound's bite.

 “What’s Celestial Bronze?” He asks. The Hellhound is beginning to turn to dust.