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Re: [AD] [PA] Dreaming in the Past [F] [PW]
« Reply #15 on: June 25, 2015, 23:52 »
Name: Mocedad Hidalgo
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Appearance: Mocedad stands at 6' 2'' tall, with broad shoulders and a thick neck. He'd make an excellent [American] football player, where it not for the fact he isn't exactly big on sports. He has jet black hair, brown eyes, light tan skin, and a deep voice. His hairstyle is simple; more fitting for a lawyer or a doctor than a part time programmer at a college. He has thicker stubble, which he tells people he's "growing out for charity". He wears a pair of black frame glasses; without them he has difficulty reading anything that isn't pressed against his nose. Mocedad isn't the strongest looking individual; he isn't muscular nor does he have an athlete's body, but his height and voice make him more intimidating than he really is.
Personality: Mocedad is simple. He enjoys sitting at a computer running data, or working on college assignments, or just playing games with friends. He takes his time planning his actions, from chores and tasks to how he speaks while ordering a meal. Whether this is anxiety or just him being meticulous is unknown. He is known to have a temper, though it takes a lot to get him to lash out at people. He is more likely to calm himself through other means, such as watching a TV show or playing a game. He enjoys science fiction and RPGs and regularly plays tabletop games with friends. In most games, he prefers the more melee based classes, always saying "I'm too lazy to write down and detail all the spells."
Class: Dragoon - Warriors armed with lances, spears, and swords. They specialize in striking with powerful melee attacks and can leap into the air and plunge down on foes. When not using melee, they have strong breath attacks and can even drain the life of foes in melee range. Their armor is reminiscent of a dragon, with helmets shaped like a dragon's head, spikes and wing like details.
Weaponry: A long, dark green lance with a spiral design running along the length of the weapon. He also carries a sword with a white blade and a pearl colored handle.
Other: I will avoid references to a certain Bethesda game during the RP.
Starter Post: "Okay…let's try…this!" Mocedad thought to himself. He was, in layman's terms, trying to get a huge chunk of code to do something to an image that huge chunks of code tend to do well. Unfortunately, the chunk he was dealing with was known as one of those things that is best described as "difficult to learn, difficult to master, why are you using this?". Another hour ran by with little progress. More changing numbers, researching how others ran the code, changing his numbers to their numbers, running through the tutorial, fixing something in the tutorial because the images provided weren't done the right way, checking the documentation for the code (Google translated from Russian to English it seems), then starting fresh and doing everything he did before. None of it mattered: the image wasn't turning out the way he wanted. He breathed a heavy sigh and checked his wrist watch. 1 PM, an hour after he normally takes lunch. He ran his hand through his hair, something he found a bit soothing, and put the computer he was working on to sleep. Some sustenance would do him good.
Having bought himself his favorite soda and a bag of chips to accompany the sandwich he brought from home, Mocedad thought it would be nice to lay down on a couch and eat. Perhaps, while letting his mind wander, he would come up with the solution. He would fix his code…his code….code. A code…

Mocedad awoke with a jerk and the feeling of falling, only to find himself standing in a strange looking building. There were strange symbols on the walls, and a rack of spears and lances. The room was dark, with some large torches lighting up corners. Just as the aspiring programmer started making heads and tails of the situation he felt a tap on his shoulder. He turned to face a group all wearing very elaborate (and sharp looking) armor.

"You must be the new recruit." one spoke. She was slender, but her armor made her look like the sort of person you wouldn't want to challenge to a fight. Her armor was more elaborate than the ones behind her and looked as if it were made of the scales of some terrifying mythical beast. Mocedad looked away in confusion. "What is your name, recruit?" she asked.

"M-Mocedad." the teen replied. At least that much he understood. He turned back to look at the armored woman. She still looked terrifyingly powerful.

"My brethren, let us welcome the newest member of our ranks: Mocedad!" the woman cried, turning to the others dressed in similar armor. They all raised swords and lances in the air with a cheer, voices of men and woman alike. Mocedad weakly cheered with them, hoping this was the correct thing to do at such a moment. The woman turned back to him. "And now we begin the ceremony to officially welcome you into our ranks! Bring out the armor and tools of our trade." A armored individual saluted, left, and came back with some armor and the weapons. The person handed both to Mocedad, who buckled slightly under their weight. The woman who spoke earlier looked to Mocedad, then shot a glance at a nearby room.

Still a bit confused, but finding himself accepting of this sudden predicament, the teen entered the room and put the armor on. The weapons, a lance and a sword, had their places on his back (there was something that made it stick) and his waist (in a sheath), respectively. The armor itself was impressive; a helmet akin to a lizard's head, with small spikes jutting out at angles from the sides of the top. The chestpiece had a strange design on it, perhaps the symbol of whatever order or group this was. The armor looked like a ribcage of sorts, except spikier. The shoulders had similar points sticking out of them, and the leggings were simple with extra metal at the knees. The armor shone with a deep purple color and was well fitting, if not heavy.

Mocedad returned to the group, who cheered once more.
"To officially join our Order, you must demonstrate your abilities in combat and your desire to protect others. There is a garden nearby. You will meet some like yourself: recruits of various guilds and orders. Your task is simple: you are to journey to a distant castle to face off against all manner of beast and foe. Use your skills to aid your allies: leap into the air and strike with great might! Inhale air and exhale the elements of nature upon your enemies! Drain your targets of their health, that you may continue to protect and defend your allies and this fair city."

"So…I'm a Warrior…of some sort?" Mocedad asked, touching the handle of his sword with newfound interest. There was some murmuring. The woman had look of slight confusion. At least, her body showed she did. It wasn't very bright in this room.

"You are a Dragoon! Of the Highwind Order! Your life is dedicated to protecting and serving the city and the land! We are the ones the city looks to in times of need!" the woman told him. Mocedad nodded. If this was a dream, he hoped he'd wake up after this grand adventure. If this wasn't a dream, then at least whatever was happening was really cool.

"Now go! Your first trial is completing this quest with your allies!" the woman reminded him. Mocedad repeated the salute he saw earlier (at least he repeated it to the best of his abilities) and turned to the door. The woman escorted him out, but stopped him as he crossed the theshold.
"The garden is just beyond the gate, a short walk away. It is easily identifiable. There is something else I feel I should mention." she began.
"What's that?" the teen asked.
"Our Order was founded to learn from dragonkind: their abilities and ours are similar. Our Code dictates the rules we follow."
"Awesome." Mocedad said quietly. This was getting better and better!
"You will be venturing into enemy territory. Should you encounter a hostile dragon, the Code demands that you slay it." the woman finished. She shut the door.
"Wait…what?!" Mocedad cried, spinning around. Too late.

((Minor edits to correct some mistakes I saw and to polish up the starter post. I wanted to make this "woman" the leader of the Order, but forgot I had her mention a "Master". Fixed))
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Re: [AD] [PA] Dreaming in the Past [F] [PW]
« Reply #16 on: June 26, 2015, 00:20 »
Well then, your character is accepted. was there really any doubt? Now we await Rhea and the new girl Chloe.
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Re: [AD] [PA] Dreaming in the Past [F] [PW]
« Reply #17 on: June 26, 2015, 03:15 »
Character form:
Name: Andrea  'Andy'  Roberts
Gender: Female
Age: 16
Appearance:  Andy stands at about five foot two, with a wiry build.
Her curly black hair is kept clipped boyishly short (since it's impossible to manage otherwise), revealing angular bottle green eyes, set in a narrow face. A spray of freckles arches across the bridge of her nose. The skin on her face and arms is sun darkened.
Upon entering the 'dream', she's given a light linen tunic, light breeches, soft boots, and a mottled green and grey woolen cloak. She wears her quiver slung across her torso and has a double scabbard on her belt for her knives.
Personality: Andy is a very intense person. She has a habit of focusing on one thing to the exclusion of others, when it’s an interesting subject matter. In most circumstances, she has issues sitting still (she fidgets a lot), or quiet, however, when she is intent on it, she can be both silent and still for long duration.
Not entirely used to being around people consistently, Andy might try to distance herself from others. She doesn’t like it when people are cruel to animals. She also has a habit of acting angry at someone for much longer than she tends to actually be angry.  She also has a tendency to want to learn any secret that people have, even if it might be dangerous.
Class: Ranger
Weaponry: Longbow, quiver (holds 24 arrows), two knives (one shorter and balanced for throwing and the other longer (about the length of a short sword) which is designed for melee although can be thrown at an opponent), and a pair of leather wrapped brass rods weighted at each end (about one and a half times the width of her palm) called strikers.
Other: She may or may not get more hyperactive as the rp goes on (it all depends on how long her meds last). Also, I apologize in advance if I misrepresent ADHD.


Character form
Name: Christiana ’Chris’ Cordom
Gender: Female
Age: 17
Appearance: Chris stands abnormally tall for a female at 6'2". She’s bulky in build with wider shoulders than is normal for a seventeen year old.
With her shoulder length ash blonde hair and dark grey eyes, people tend to believe that Chris comes from a Viking lineage (as she will neither confirm nor deny this it’s hard to tell).
The armor she is given is half plate, which protects her torso and arms, but not her legs. Underneath it, she wears a thick linen tunic and light woolen leggings. Over the top of the plate is a tabard marked with a grey lion on a blue background. Her shield is marked with the same crest. Her sword rests in a scabbard on her left hip. The dagger has a smaller scabbard on her right hip.
Personality: Chris is one of those people who can slip between roles with moderate ease. One moment she can be the brainless muscle, the next she can be the patient teacher. Without a role to play, Chris is a fairly mellow person, who will only fight to protect others.
Chris is generally open and friendly, and will always at least attempt to befriend people she’ll be in close proximity with.
Class: Warrior
Weaponry: Longsword and a kite shaped shield. Also carries a dagger for when combat gets too close for the sword.
Other: Not that I know of
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Re: [AD] [PA] Dreaming in the Past [F] [PW]
« Reply #18 on: June 27, 2015, 16:25 »
Well, seeing as if I added another character, that would make 10 and that's a little much imo, I shall not make another character, unless I have an awesome idea. Opal, please drop a post here when you finish so that I can check through it.

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« Reply #19 on: June 28, 2015, 20:46 »
Except for the second half of Chris' starter, I'm done. But it's 5.46am here, and I've yet to sleep. I'll finish ASAP. But for now, that's what I've got.

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« Reply #20 on: June 28, 2015, 20:56 »
Yeah, sleep is important. You may want to go do that, just (i'll restate again) drop a line when it's done. Also, your form says that Chris is a girl but you refer to Chris in your starter post as a guy. I'm a bit lost there.

Edit: Oh wait, I misread. Sorry about that.
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« Reply #21 on: June 29, 2015, 11:19 »
You can really tell that I rushed the ending of my starter post, it's not all it could be but at least it's finished. I had a busy weekend. Now time for some breakfast.

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« Reply #22 on: June 29, 2015, 18:57 »
Yeah, just making sure you don't forget (since many people irl seem to forget I exist half the time).

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« Reply #23 on: June 30, 2015, 06:50 »
Grumble grumble growl growl.  Stupid char limit. Starter post going here since it with the form broke the character limit.



Starter Post: Sitting in the car, she remembered the one major issue with going to her father’s property in the mountains. The hours of driving required. Only an hour into the trip, Andrea Roberts sighed deeply as she looked out the window. The view almost instantly bored her, and she began to tap out a rhythm on the safety glass.
“Miss Roberts, I must insist that you don’t go through with this. Your school work will suffer, and you risk failing. And for what?” The driver asked impatiently.
“For the fact that my father’s back in town for the first time in at least a year, and if I don’t get out of the city, I’ll probably end up murdering someone. Albert, I know Mum’s paying you to keep me on track, but for Chris’sake, it’s three days, not a month.” The young woman said impatiently, and the driver sighed.
“Your mother is worried that your father might involve you in one of his… Less legal operations.”
“Dad’s operations are always legal. Some only just but… And anyway, Mum’s got her fingers in just as many pies as Dad.” Andy said calmly, and she saw the ghost of a smile on the driver’s face in the rear view mirror. “I’m going to try and get some rest. You know Dad’s gonna have me gallivanting across the property pretty much as soon as we get there.”
“Of course Miss Roberts. I’ll wake you when we cross the property line.”

 
“Chris, we'll see you later, alright? We just need to get ready for tonight.”
“Sure. I’ll see you guys at the scout hall.” Chris grinned to the other three girls, who nodded and went their separate ways. The blonde began to walk back to the little apartment, planning to take the shortcut through the construction site on Memorial Drive.
The crimson SUV came out of nowhere. The driver looked young, maybe too young to be driving. Chris could see his expression as he realized he wouldn’t be able to brake in time. She felt the impact echo through her core, felt herself go flying. Then… Nothing.

A rough hand was shaking her shoulder. Andy’s eyes flicked open, and she saw an older gent’s face, with a scruffy salt and pepper beard. His face was mostly obscured by the cowl he wore. When he saw Andy’s eyes open, he stepped back. She saw that they were in a dimly lit room, and that there was a bundle of objects on the table next to the rough cot she’d woken up on.
“There is not much time. What is your name, gel*?” He asked, in a rough voice.
“Andrea Roberts.” She answered hazily, her eyes already flickering about the small room.
“I guess you’ll have to do. Andrea Roberts, as your superior in the Ranger Corps, I am assigning you a mission. In the distance, there waits a mansion. Within this mansion, a mage intends to use the power of the dark crystal to tear this world apart. Your quest, and the quest of the others who you will soon meet, is to prevent this from happening. In that bundle are a Ranger’s tools, as well as some clothes that will help you to blend into this place.” The man said, and Andy’s eyes widened.
“Okay. So where am I? And for that matter, why can’t other members of the Corps attempt this venture?” She asked, already starting to unwrap the bundle.
“We have tried. We lost good men in the attempt." This caused Andy to look up in surprise. "Attempts have been made. They have all failed. No matter who attempted, all have died either at the mansion's gates, or on the way. Why you lot might be different, I don't understand but... I follow my Queen's orders."
Andy barely nibbled her lip, before nodding and turning back to the bundle. The grizzled man nodded sharply, and Andy heard the door close. Clearly he was trying to give her some privacy to get changed into the new clothing.
She found it to be both scratchy, and comfortable (and disturbingly well fitted). In a last minute burst of insight, she remembered to take the white bottle of pills out of her pocket (she couldn't help but wonder about this. Her pills had never shown up in a dream before), and shove them into a small pouch on the leather belt. There was a knock on the door, and the grizzled old man came in with barely a pause. Now that her eyes had adjusted, Andy could see that the old Ranger looked... worn down. Like an old soldier who had just finished fighting one war, and was just about to be shipped off to a new one.
"Good gel. Don't forget your weapons." He said gruffly, and she noticed the bow first, beautiful in it's simplicity. Then she saw the knives, and her eyes widened. Clearly they belonged in the double scabbard at her hip. She hefted one, and felt the superb balance, causing her to smile. There was a small leather pouch, and when she picked it up, it was quite heavy. Curious, she looked inside, and saw two leather and brass rods, almost the thickness of a roll of quarters. She buckled the pouch to her belt, and gently picked up the quiver full of black fletched arrows, laying the strap diagonally across her torso.
"They say a Ranger holds the lives of twenty-four men in his quiver. Do us proud, Ranger Roberts."
Last came the bow, and the sweet smell of beeswax on the string made Andy's heart sing. Her father always insisted on using wood bows, rather than the more modern fiberglass variations. She remembered her father carefully running a lump of beeswax up and down the string, to help protect it from harm.
She was about to sling the bow over her shoulder, when the Ranger held up a hand. He pointed to the bundle, and Andy saw the cloak, which in the dim light seemed to ripple and move. When she picked it up, it was heavy, and she realized why it seemed to move. The dye pattern formed a rudimentary camouflage effect, breaking up the outline of the cloak, especially in the dim light. She pulled it on, and instinctively flipped the corner back from her quiver. Before shouldering the bow, she also noticed the stiff leather cuff that was the arm guard, and slipped it on with a wry smile. She'd forgotten to use one once, and had never forgotten since.

With the bow simply held now, the Ranger nodded, and lead Andy out of the room, and down a series of turns. He lead her to a set of stairs, and she could see sunlight beyond them. Gently, he grabbed her by the shoulder, and said, very quietly, "In that garden, your companions wait. Each has their own skills. But understand this. If you die here, then you die in your own place as well. People will underestimate you, because you're a gel. Use that. Stealth and speed will be your allies. I'm sorry I couldn't have trained you more."


Chris felt something press against her back. She expected pain, but couldn't find any.
"You're late, cadet! Everyone else is here already!" A male voice said, and Chris shot up in instinct of the command voice,  reminiscent of her father's. "Good lass. Now take these and get changed." The man shoved a armful of clothes into Chris's arms.
"Where am I?" Chris asked quietly,  and the man grumbled something,  then spoke.
"The armory. You're the second one to show up in here and not know. Now hurry up and get changed!" He said sharply and Chris' instincts took over, honed by years of living with a military father. She pivoted, turning her back to the man. She caught a glimpse of the room,  light glinting off of shaped metal.
Quickly she changed, and when she turned back, the man gave her an approving nod. He handed her first a long shirt of chainmail, then a breastplate that glinted in the torch light. A gorget and armour for her arms followed. With impatience, he helped  Chris get the armor on and fastened. He then handed her a belt set with two scabbards. With it fastened, a younger man handed her a simply adorned longsword, and a dagger that was just about the length of her forearm.
"What is this about anyway?" Chris asked, and the man sighed.
"You and the others,  who you'll meet soon, are to be sent on a quest. There is a distant mansion.  From within,  a great evil stirs. For some reason, it's believed that you lot will be able to prevent it. You are a knight, strong and true. You will battle on the front lines to keep your allies safe." he said, as another squire came, carrying a large pack, a shield,  and a dark blue rolled cloth, which were handed to Chris.

With everything carefully positioned,  Chris looked at the man, who seemed puzzled, before realising something. He handed her a hood made of a stiff dark material, and then produced a conical helmet. Chris pulled the hood on first, following it with the helmet, which left her face mostly bare, but for a vertical bar that extended to the tip of her nose.
"I suppose that's as good as it can get. Come, I'll lead you to the garden. While you are here, have caution. You are just as mortal here as you are where you come from." He cautioned, and then began to lead Chris, who was feeling the added weight already, to a brightly lit garden area.

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Re: [AD] [PA] Dreaming in the Past [F] [PW]
« Reply #24 on: July 01, 2015, 00:40 »
Accepted. Questers! Get to your positions!


As soon as a warrior and ranger girl walk out into the garden, the huge guy who had greeted Leo from before stands in front of them. He half says, half bellows, in a sarcastic manner "Oh, nice to see you all finally showed up." Leo mutters, "I bet you're real glad to drag us from our world so you can basically kill us all because of your incompetence....." The knight seemingly doesn't notice, but there was a snicker or two behind him. "Anyways, you've been informed of your task. Begrudgingly, we had to drag you all from your world for this and you die for good if you do so here. So don't screw it up! Anyways, in your packs, you each have provisions, a map, clothing, don't ask how we found out your exact measurement, that's not my department, your gear, and possibly a few extra things depending on who your class guide was. If you'll open your maps....." The knight looked like he was waiting, then he finally said "Uh....that means open your damned maps." People shuffle in their backpacks and bring their maps out.

"As I was saying, on your maps is a spooky looking castle. Looks deadly, right? Glad we're not going there, right? Well, wrong. That's where you're going. There will be creatures of shadow that will be in your way. All of your weapons can take them out. The further from here you get, the stronger the enemy, thankfully. Now, if you get injured, thankfully we were able to pull some clerics from you, but they can't do everything. The best defense against injury is not being an idiot and avoiding attacks in the first place. The next best is killing them before they can get you. Now, all you have to do is start on the trail, which leads from the royal garden. Succeed in this mission and you not only will be sent home, but you will get an undisclosed reward. Fail, and you simply pass in both worlds. Wouldn't that be a shame? I don't expect a huge meet and greet, but you may want to be familiar with each other. Now.....get to it!" The knight leaves, giving Leo a death stare as he walks away. The war monk stays quiet and waits for someone else to speak up. He isn't really the kind to lead a discussion.
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« Reply #25 on: July 01, 2015, 01:14 »
"Well he was a real charmer, wasn't he?" Andy said dryly, as soon as the knight seemed to be out of earshot.
"And he didn't state the obvious at /all/. How was I supposed to know to try not to get hit if he hadn't been so helpful as to tell us." The voice Chris put on was both sarcastic, and poking fun at the blonde stereotype.

Andy cracked a smile at the blonde girl, and turned to look over the rest of the group. "My name's Andy. I'm not the best socially, but I can promise I won't murder you guys in your sleep."
"I'm Chris. 'parently, my job is to be in the front line and keep you guys safe. Guess I'll be getting most of the healings from the cleric." Chris said with a slight smile, noticing with mild amusement that she topped over most of the group by at least a couple of inches.

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« Reply #26 on: July 01, 2015, 03:22 »
Fay looked around at the group. After a couple others gave their introductions, Fay spoke up, "Hello, I'm Fay. I'm apparently one of the clerics mentioned before. I'll do my best to keep you all from getting killed," she said, glancing at Chris for a second. She then turned her head away and mumbled, "no pressure or anything."

Mira, by now having met her familiar, who was perched on her shoulder, stepped forward to give her introduction, "My name is Mira, and this little guy is my familiar, umm," she turned to the dragon and whispered, "what was your name again?" there was a short pause as the dragon communicated with Mira. "Oh, right, sorry," Mira turned back to the group, "his name is Jeon. Anyway, nice to meet you all."
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« Reply #27 on: July 01, 2015, 03:52 »
Mocedad managed to arrive just in time to hear a rather loud man informing the group he was questing with that they had a quest. Reduncancy aside, he also mentioned "your world", referring to the world Mocedad and likely the others came from, and "here", referring to where ever they were at the moment. The man stated that death in this world ("here") would mean death in the "real world", so that sounded like something to be avoided. With the loud knight's departure and some passage of time, the soon-to-be-questing-mates began introductions.
"Andy, archer. Chris…er…c-combat? C…close combat. Yeah." Mocedad thought to himself. Association: good way to learn names. He always had trouble with names. Hopefully he wouldn't accidentally call one of these girls "Alyssa" or "Carrie" or something.
"Fay. Like…those witches, right? No wait…they're fairies. Yeah, the 'Fay'. And fairies heal." he thought as the cleric introduced herself. On her shoulder stood a small winged lizard. A dragon. Well now. This was the perfect time for a self-introduction. Mocedad hoped he wouldn't mess this up.
"I'm Mo-Mocedad." he started with a slight stutter. He took a deep breath in and let it out. "I'm…a Dragoon apparently. I have a spear. And they told me I'm supposed to hunt dragons, but I won't hunt that one,"–he pointed to Jeon, "because I don't think I should. Preeety sure they were referrin' to the bigger ones that breath fire and are…scary…er." he continued rather quickly.
"John? Jeeon? Something. Kinda sounds like dragon. Jeon. Dreagon. Good."

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« Reply #28 on: July 02, 2015, 01:07 »
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Leo stayed back and waited for some introductions, and as they were introduced, he thought about who they seemed to be. So, we've got a ranger, warrior, a fellow healer, a mage with a dragon and someone who kills dragons. A mixed bag of nuts. The dragoon, I think that's what he is, seems like he's new to this kind of stuff. Or maybe it's a bluff for us to underestimate him so that we do most of the fighting and he coasts along without injury. He seems iffy, so I dunno what to think about him. The dragon could be useful, and the other cleric will take some pressure off me. Then there's the fighters.. Meanwhile, I have an ax that looks like it should belong to someone twice my size. This could be interesting. I hope no one makes fun of my ears. It went quiet for a bit so Leo decided to speak up, "Guess i'm next. I'm Leo and I have what looks like a healing staff and an ax that looks like it belongs to someone twice my size, then there's this weird flute, so I dunno what's going on here. I guess i'm some sort of war monk or something." he stops talking and waits for someone else to pipe up with their talk.
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« Reply #29 on: July 02, 2015, 01:37 »
"My name's Theo. I'm a druid," Theo stated blandly, seated on her low stone wall perch. She leaned forward a bit, and took a look at some of the new people who had come in. A tall tanned boy who looked a few years older than she was, a very short girl, and a tall girl. She looked at her bear, who was staring up at her, and shifting in his sitting position. "And this is my spirit... animal... bear... or whatever, Jasper." Jasper looked out at the group and let out a few happy chirps to the group.

Theo wasn't sure if she totally believed everything that was going on. She didn't usually dream this vividly, but she did remember definitely falling asleep in her bed earlier. Regardless, it seemed to her she had an interesting day ahead of her...