gavinfirefox
#72131770Wednesday, July 11, 2012 8:28 PM GMT

[I don't care. :P But were any changes made to the plot or anything in the repost? ._. Just to make sure.]
TaiWolf1234
#72131842Wednesday, July 11, 2012 8:29 PM GMT

(Nothing changed.)
gavinfirefox
#72132139Wednesday, July 11, 2012 8:33 PM GMT

[Goula]
Graulas
#72133286Wednesday, July 11, 2012 8:46 PM GMT

(I would like to start, although Drow may not. Our characters are linked so...)
TaiWolf1234
#72135979Wednesday, July 11, 2012 9:14 PM GMT

(Well, I'm going to start... .-.) ``Ackmard My limbs were sore as I poorly dragged myself back into Anton, which was as lively as ever. I crossed paths with fire-eaters, magicians, dancers, and musicians, though I scarcely acknowledged them as I trudged home. I was much too weary to stop. I was greeted by our housekeeper Deah and Errinaya. "Welcome back, Papa," Errinaya spoke. Deah greeted me with a slight nod and a smile, as if she identified by weariness immediately. "Hi, sweetheart," I yawned. But I made no more comments afterwards. I entered my bedroom, and slipped under the covers soundlessly. In a matter of seconds, I was asleep.
podraptor
#72136923Wednesday, July 11, 2012 9:26 PM GMT

(Are there any taverns in Anton?)
JPFan
#72136954Wednesday, July 11, 2012 9:26 PM GMT

(Here's my re-post character sheet.) Name-- Vinx Effinery A-ge-- 25 Gender-- Male Race-- Human Appearance-- Standing at 5'9 and weighing 121 lbs, he has rich brown hair that goes well with his dark hazel eyes. His skin is apricot/peach, meaning not pale or tan. He wears a black two-piece outfit. The 1st part of the outfit, the top, has a zipper that stops halfway down and large cuffed sleeves, the cuffs being a lighter black color. The 2nd part of the outfit, the bottom, has a lighter black waistband at the top, which makes it as a dividing point, and the rest just normal black pants. His shoes are black as well. Weapon-- He wields a silver charmed staff which goes well with his Delphic abilities. (He's a Hatrek Delphic) The staff is able to turn to a slick and thin shadow wisp that can slither around and is able to transform into that shadow form at will. The shadow-line is dense enough to cuff people's hands or hold them tight, but may be broken out of by the stronger delphics or species with large strength. Delphic/Eladorian-- Delphic Personality-- Loner, quiet, at times sarcastic and pessimistic but not always. He'll never betray anyone unless for a very good reason. He's hydrophobic but will go on boats if very necessary. He's also a very stealthy kleptomaniac, meaning he can pickpocket someone without being caught. Patron God/Goddess-- Hatrek Relations-- Err, none, I believe since I'm a delphic. Biography-- He wasn't there at the incident five yers ago at Sorindreea, though he does know what happened. After being told the story several times, he decided he may as well become one of those people and join in on it, which he did. During his journey, he found the staff that seems to be able to understand him as if it was alive, but it turns out it was just him using his own mind to be able to control the staff. (I don't really know what else to put here.)
TaiWolf1234
#72137932Wednesday, July 11, 2012 9:39 PM GMT

(@Pod, Yes, I guess. I don't really decide what buildings are in what cities.)
nights192
#72142671Wednesday, July 11, 2012 10:36 PM GMT

(How am I supposed to start?)
Graulas
#72143687Wednesday, July 11, 2012 10:47 PM GMT

Lurad The screams were piercing. The flock of rocs, blue and purple feathered, were chained to the ground. They constantly screeched from the restraint of the iron chains. One of the caretakers, bigger and more muscular than the others, pressed his hands to his ears. "Here are the roc," yelled a caretaker. "Small-bodied, blue or purple feathers, common roc..." "Poor birds; they must hate the chains." Lurad did not let the man finish his speech. He breathed deeply as he turned to Charles. "Should we really get one?"
nights192
#72148214Wednesday, July 11, 2012 11:25 PM GMT

(I think I will make my character EXTREMELY afraid of the dark. Just 'cus.)
podraptor
#72148252Wednesday, July 11, 2012 11:26 PM GMT

(What would you call it?)
nights192
#72148685Wednesday, July 11, 2012 11:29 PM GMT

(I already made a character.)
podraptor
#72148886Wednesday, July 11, 2012 11:30 PM GMT

(No, I'm talking to Taiwolf, since she said that a tavern is in Anton.)
TaiWolf1234
#72152508Thursday, July 12, 2012 12:03 AM GMT

(he* ._. And, err... You decide.)
Graulas
#72156609Thursday, July 12, 2012 12:42 AM GMT

(Call it Magpie Nest or Pig Leg. Tavern names come from dirty animals.)
gavinfirefox
#72156637Thursday, July 12, 2012 12:42 AM GMT

[Well, obviously Tai is male. Since Tai rhymes with Guy!]
Graulas
#72157351Thursday, July 12, 2012 12:49 AM GMT

(...?)
podraptor
#72158001Thursday, July 12, 2012 12:56 AM GMT

(Oh, never even noticed that. Sorry. :P) The blazing fire from the round stone hearth in the center of the common room seemed to make the rowdy atmosphere of the Winking Skeever (lol). As people indulged in ale accompanied by the unusually jolly atmosphere of Anton, Latamer sat in a secluded corner of the room, his legs crossed while sitting near a table hidden in shadow. His long-visor hat lay with its brim down upon his face as he grinned at the pandemonium that ensued--raucous laughter, rampant cursing, spilling drink. Much better then home, he thought. Much better.
Drow509
#72160844Thursday, July 12, 2012 1:26 AM GMT

~Charles I glance at Lurad and shrug. "It's your coin, you can do what you will with it. One the upside, I hear they are a good source of transportation, on the downside, they're loud, stinky, and obnoxious. If they make a mess, you get to clean it uo. Otherwise, go right ahead and buy one." I grumble, not really caring.
TaiWolf1234
#72162786Thursday, July 12, 2012 1:46 AM GMT

``Ackmard For whatever reasons, I dreamed of the two guards who had beaten the living nightmare out of me back at the island of Sirondreea. I watched as I was brutally beaten, abused, and tortured. The light was dimmed, and I could not make out the characters' features. "Kill! Kill!" one droned. He kicked me in my gut repeatedly. "Kill! Kill!" "Kill! Kill!" the two guards said in unison. One guard finally lowered his face and revealed himself as Bredere-- I woke up in a sweat.
nights192
#72164576Thursday, July 12, 2012 2:05 AM GMT

(Any ideas where I should start so this doesn't start off all derpy?)
TaiWolf1234
#72164746Thursday, July 12, 2012 2:07 AM GMT

(Anywhere is fine, Nights. :P I have a plan that will bring the characters together.")
jcarsonw2
#72165355Thursday, July 12, 2012 2:14 AM GMT

Derrek- I woke up. No, this was a dream. Of course... No. I was awake, I was sure of it. I was in a house. It was strangely recognizable, it took me a minute to realize it was MY house, from the marble floors to the stone walls, and the roof. I was home, the entire thing was a bad... No, it was real. It had to be, there was no possiblity that I could be asleep for that long. But how long have I been asleep? No longer than a week, of course. I have to fix everything, quickly.
nights192
#72165776Thursday, July 12, 2012 2:19 AM GMT

(Then I shall start out the exact same, within Quavika.) "Tarka! Watch the china." I screamed, the vase wobbling around on the stone ledge. Tarka, my favored servant, had almost knocked it off; which would be unfortunate, seeing as how that vase had cost more than a few dimes.