Lysander Connell
Creepy Room
It was over. Lysander sagged, sinking to the ground on his knees, just barely able to prop himself up with his hands, which were still holding his pistols in something akin to a death grip. His body was wracked with pain, and for a moment he could only slump...
Lysander Connell
Creepy Room
@Colt556 @Embaga Elder
Well, that made things even worse. Lysander barely had time to duck and roll before the creature directly launched a beam of energy in his direction. There was no time to fire a countershot; instead, he leaped away, hitting the ground...
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That makes me super glad that none of the drinks we're selling have anything to do with fire. Though on a bad day I might manage to flood the place somehow.
By the way, it's great talking to you again xD
Yeah that. Last night, I had to bar-tend. Bar-tend. I hate Bar-tending. I'm like a human disaster zone in a bar.
@Colt556 But that's why I can only post now. But am posting though! Expect a post for Lysander in half an hour's time.
Lysander Connell
Creepy Room
Lysander's face did not loose any of it's grim expression as he watched the woman summon the monster. Neither did it change in expression when the woman seemed flustered about diplomacy having failed, though he had to admit to himself that he did feel a tiny...
I'm not sure. I requested for a talking badger position but have yet to receive approval for it. My fault though, I didn't follow up on my request.
@RealisticFantasy
Is it all right if I create a Narnian Talking Badger for this roleplay?
Nerida Valnarrus
Eleorim Palace: Ballroom
Nerida inclined her head as well, her customary polite smile on her face. So, this was Prince Ariaevon of Isra Nosca. "It is indeed a pleasure to meet you, Prince Dwinanae," she replied, referring to the man by his rank and last name as he had done...
Nerida Valnarrus
Eleorim Palace: Ballroom
Nerida nodded towards the Princess that approached them; instantly recognizing her as Kaisa, the Fire Princess, giving her her own friendly smile in return. She lifted her own goblet of wine to her lips. It was her second glass and if she was not...
Luciano Jaimes
Denver Outpost, Colorado Territory, U.S.A.
"Oh... well that's pretty unfortunate," Luciano answered, no change in his cheerful tone despite the news from the Russian woman and the other man, recently introduced to him as Mark Winberri, though it did take some time to...
I dislike powerful characters who aren't side characters. Personally, I do have a powerful character that I use as a plot device, but that's about it. My main character is moderately powered. What I dislike are powerful characters who are main characters. With them around, unless you're as...
Luciano Jaimes
Denver Outpost, Colorado Territory, U.S.A.
"I'm late!" Luciano Jaimes muttered to himself, moving quickly through the streets as fast as his two legs could carry him. One hand clutched the strap of an oversized haversack hanging from his back, containing the necessities he...
Lysander Connell
Creepy Room
Lysander jerked at the sudden, unexpected, unfamiliar voice. His eyes darted all about the room, seeing nothing at first, until they finally caught sight of a strange woman standing before them, next to a table off the side of the room. He did not want to admit...
Lysander Connell
Creepy Room
Leaning against the wall, Lysander looked like he was just about to puke. His face was pale, and his hands were clammy, and there was a look of utter disgust on his face. Yet at the same time, his hands clenched into fists, and he forced himself off the wall to...