Johnson's smile turns sheepish as another well built man approaches him. His conscious mind races for words to find, yet words don't happen for him as the figure pats him on the shoulder. Causing him to spurt out words,
"T-thanks for the compliment, you're looking very built as well." Johnson...
Johnson heard the word fight, yes, it was this kind of adventure he was hoping for. No more errands to run for some elderly, a real adventure.
"Oh, I can fight!" he boasts with a wide smile, "I can do a lot of things that are useful for these kinds of adventures! I-I can..." Johnson ponders as...
Johnson scanned the area in front view, twice, another time, maybe he is going insane. Suddenly the familiar voice and his vision became dark as a shadow loomed over him. Forcing him to look up at this rather large man. His features looked as if a hybrid of another race, but study isn't his...
Johnson walked with caution as observed the scenery around him, it's a bit difficult to see everything but it's something to pass the time with his short travel. He thought he say a bird for a moment but didn't pay much attention to it. While Johnson was walking, he took a sudden pause as a...
Johnson could barely see it at the distance, finally. The town of Hemia, he didn't recall much of the town. Yet, thanks to the directions from Gramael, he knew there would be someone needing some help in this city. Especially in these times.
"This is where it begins, m-" Johnson pauses as his...
Sorry for the delay.
Name: Johnson Wickerbottom
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Role: The gutless
Race: Human
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Personality: Johnson was always a mama's boy. Going with whatever morals she had and what to do, basically be good and help out others. He's is always a kind man to all strangers and tries his...
@Aukanai Apologies, I sent a personal message for my CS. I didn't know if notifications were working or not. I never got a reply so I thought I wasn't needed.
Alas looked up and gave a face as if he was in pain, he wasn't actually in pain. Yet, he has to now accept the fact that he has to accept Blake. Alas usually is hot headed and close minded, changing may be difficult for him, but the words come out of his mouth as if he was debating over it...
"I know my people aren't the greatest." Alas said, his face expresses concern of his people's lives for a moment. He then shakes his head, the truth is hard to accept. Isn't it?
"Listen, words can say a lot by how can you confirm all of this by just words Blake? You could've been making all...
There? Or there? Are they there!? No, it says there. Wait, it can't be?! No, they're there!? That way?! No it says that way! Divines where are they?!
@Arythra Thainspyre
Dran Von Bill- Grand Ball Room >>Slowly>> Moving group of chosen.
After some time understanding this black, dark, evil magic. Dran was horrified, the source is unknown, but what it does isn't good at all. Corruption of the soul, it's like a disease or drug. It turns the host into...
Dran Von Bill- Grand Ball Room
Dran notices that the population in the Grand Ball room starts to dissipate until he is left alone in the large room. He takes a moment to take in the view. It looks beautiful, if it wasn't destroyed.
"Almost there Dran." He says to himself as he observes...
Dran Von Bill- Grand Ball Room
Dran flinched back, standing straight his hand reaching to the sword. The adrenaline starts to kick in as he grips onto the handle, damned habits almost lead him to drawing it. Yet, her words show no aggression, just warnings. Special kids these were indeed, he...
Dran Von Bill- Grand Ball Room
This is a problem, Dran didn't expect this to happen. He has to fix this problem now. Dran ignored the young man's insult as he gets down on one knee, he dispels the spell he cast which the light around him fades. The ice seems to be a problem, remembering that...