The Wild Side

[Got_Dead]

yep

 

[BenjaminTD6]

you guys can start if you wnat

 

[MrMuffin]

Oliver

Spoiler: Name and Gender

Oliver Whitehouse, male

Spoiler: Looks and Personality

A dark-skinned, skinny, tall male with fluffy hair that covers the eyes, wearing a white tunic adorned with silver. He cute :]

Oliver Iikes to keep to himself, and doesn’t talk much — when he does, it‘s like a whisper. However, he has an optimistic attitude and likes to help out whenever he can. He stronly values honesty and tradition, but he can be a little bit of a doormat sometimes, if not a scared-cat. He can be a little too quick to judge others, too. However, he’s tries his best to be kind and supportive.

Oliver would be best classified as Lawful Good.

Spoiler: Class and Abilities

Oliver is a mage, of the supporting kind. He carries staff to facilitate spell-casting.

Oliver is also a skilled cook.

Spoiler: Extra

• Likes to chill in libraries.​
• Loves chocolate (not sure if this exists in this world, hopefully it does).​
• Secretly likes to sing.​

Hopefully I didn’t forget anything…

 

[BenjaminTD6]

anyone wanna rp now

 

[MrMuffin]

Ye

 

[MrMuffin]

Let me just finish my intro paragraph real quick.

 

[MrMuffin]

Oliver always loved nature. Its way of combining sights and smells into such beautiful potpourris fascinated him. He loved to go out in quiet mornings and nights, touch and smell the grass, feel the trees, watch the rabbits play with the leaves… Oliver liked to be alone with nature and his own thoughts.

One day, he happened to stumble across a tavern. How long had he been out walking that time? Oliver looked around, but nothing felt familiar.

“Might as well go in”, he thought to himself. Oliver was never a fan of crowded places like taverns, but then again, he was lost.

With a deep sigh, he went in.

 

[BenjaminTD6]

Oliver walks in, seeing a barkeep, a dozen or so people, and some drinks. What do you do?

 

[Got_Dead]

Credere entered the tavern like all good adventurers and travelers do. Carrying a very bloody dead body over their shoulder. She whistled and hummed a tune, basking in the attention of the rest of the tavern that naturally came from carrying a dead body into a tavern. Eventually she grew bored of all the stares, and walked straight over to the barkeeper. With a perfectly good-natured smile, she dumped the body onto the empty bar and asked, "How much?"

The bewildered barkeeper was, of course, at a loss for words. He worked his mouth soundlessly until a strangled "For w-what?" managed to force it's way out. Credere, maintaining that uncanny smile, said "For the body obviously. You know how hard it is to have a freshly dead premium body? I'm sure necromancers would kill for that opportunity. Pun not intended." A brief shred of his former composure worked it's way up and manifested in words that seemed to leap out of the barkeeper's mouth of their own volition. "No, of course not! It's a damn dead body! The-the lawkeepers, the guards, they'll be all over me! What- I don't-"

The smile slid off her face and Credere sighed and rubbed her temple. As Credere pulled out her crossbow, she replied, "Well then, sir, this is an armed robbery, please do not resist."

 

[MrMuffin]

Before Oliver manages to make a decision, there is already a robbery taking place. He lets out a soft “damn”.

 

[BenjaminTD6]

The barkeep stammers trying to calm you down

 

[Got_Dead]

"Sir, I want money, not 'please' and 'don't do it' and 'I have a family'. If you want me to NOT shoot you in the skull, then empty your coffers. Now."

 

[MrMuffin]

Oliver looks at the scene in horror. He decides to alert the local authorities of the problem, until he remembers that he has no idea where he is.

Mustering up all the courage he possibly can, shivering all the while, Oliver tries to approach Credere.

 

[Got_Dead]

The crossbow wheels around to face directly into Oliver's head. "And who do you think you are Mr......... who are you? Look like a druid. Doesn't matter. Please do not try to interfere with this lawful relinquishing of money."

 

[BenjaminTD6]

The man hurriedly goes to empty his pockets. Roll perception.

 

[BenjaminTD6]

You only can roll here.
As in, in these forums. Also, when editing click roll dice

 

[BenjaminTD6]

You have to roll here tho. Not off site

 

[BenjaminTD6]

Anyways you can tell he is trying to grab a dagger to attack you

 

[Got_Dead]

Credere casually aims and fires a crossbow bolt point blank at the cranium of the barkeeper.

 

[BenjaminTD6]

Roll an attack roll with disadvantage at melee range

 

[BenjaminTD6]

know what no disadvantage needed thats a dumb rule.
You scrape his ear.

 

[BenjaminTD6]

“Please im getting my money as fast as i can dont hurt me”

 

[Got_Dead]

Credere does a little flourish with a bolt from a hidden belt and reloads the crossbow. "Well then, I suggest you move faster unless I'll be dragging your corpse around too."

 

[MrMuffin]

Oliver, trembling, raises his staff.

 

[BenjaminTD6]

He hurriedly empties his pockets, opens the register, and holds his hands up.