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"It's them bastards who demand you get up after they beat you down who need the biggest lesson." Alias: “The she-wolf” Nicknames: None, but accepts most Age: 35 Gender: Female Sexuality: bisexual Relationship status: Single, widow Role: Gunwoman, hunter Appearance Height: 5’8 Hair...

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Including: @FireMaiden @RedLemonReturns @Grimmlock @Rydia @DarKnight36 Roman and Aurelia would have fallen silent as others, those who could find their voice, finally spoke. At first, Roman would look at Aurelia in triumph, as if his plan had been immediately proven superior. If the non humans...

This is a collab between myself and @Grimmlock The next few minutes after chaos, where Apples had narrowly escaped being burned alive by falling roofs via launching herself off of a stretch of curtain snagged on a plank, leaving her covered in cinders and, to her unawareness, had scorched the...

Apples’ frustration grew with every chaotic second. People ran, screamed and were attacked as they tried to evade the flames. She had tried to get to the main gate but the onslaught of solders on foot and on horseback was relentless. She looked around desperately for a way to get out of this...

Apples’ drunken contentment was shattered as the saplings on her ankles suddenly shuddered ominously and retracted into the fur. Apples blinked and her ears flicked as she heard voices, then commotion, and then masses of screams intertwined with the thundering of horses’ hooves. And then came...

Apples was on her third tankard now and feeling unbelievable. It was extremely strange but… not in a bad way. Everything felt very light, and she found herself leaning against the bar for support. She had just taken another swig from the tankard when a voice caught her attention. She narrowed...

People must have thought the forest deity had more than a few screws loose in how she conversed with this little bee. There was so much to look at, smell and learn about, but Apples simply decided to keep walking. The bee was telling her all about her journey around the woods to find the...

The rich scents of cooked meats and good alcohol wafted past the gates of the town and was carried by the wind, along with the music and chat of the residents and visitors. Eventually it found its way to a tall vaguely faun-ish woman perched on top of a stone, overlooking the valley and forest...

Name: Milly Turner Age: 23 Important Identities: Bisexual-Ace Occupation: Small time author Outer self: Not much is known about Milly due to the simple fact that, well, nobody sees her. The only time anyone would get a glimpse of her would be the rare times she is seen out in her garden...

Age: 35 Important Identities: -She/her pronouns -Lesbian Occupation: Ex-marine and currently unemployed Outer self: The first thing people notice about Jane is how scarred the woman is. Most of her body is covered in burn scars alongside several bullet wounds and a slash down her right eye...

This looks really good! I'm interested

Colt’s attention was fully focused on their task at hand. At this point, the vet had said very little after her laconic response to Owen. The woman only had one thing in her mind- stop dead bodies from rising. She trudged, gun out and eyes pealed, not only for the dead bodies, but the still...

Apples' relaxed demeanour was quickly shattered by a commotion further from where she and her newfound companion stood. Within minutes, the sight of flames erupting from one of the thatched roofs, quickly spreading as a man, who the deity assumed to be in charge, began shouting for the citizens...

“Wait!!” Colt finally broke out of her shocked stupor and made a mad grab for Nessa’s axe. She had known the carnie had a screw loose but this was insane! She managed to grab the weapon and threw it to the side, “The fuck are you doing?!” The veteran snarled, practically flashing her top teeth...

This looked very interesting, shame it didn't garner much interest (as a dog person, them being superior pleases me greatly)

Hey, is this rp open?

Apples was still speaking to the robin, deep in conversation about the best nesting materials when the sight of a huge, bluish grey ram came toward her, ridden by a woman who spoke to her openly. The deity’s hawkish eyes blinked a few times in surprise and curiosity. She cocked an eyebrow at her...

The rich scents of cooked meats and good alcohol wafted past the gates of the town and was carried by the wind, along with the music and chat of the residents and visitors. Eventually it found its way to a tall vaguely elven woman perched on top of a stone, overlooking the valley and forest...

The following is a collab between me, @Togy and @TheMightyRedLemon with some assistance from @Maj All ears perked up as rustling in the brush nearby startled them. It made sense to be on edge with everything going on. “Get behind-!” Colt had started as she spotted the danger. As the group...