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Tulik

I am a storyteller and world builder. I’ve been role playing since I was 10 years old. Adapting and honing my craft from such a young age has given me the insight required to know how to read and write in a detailed manner, as well as help teach others how to roleplay fluidly should that be their desire. I can match and angle any experience or style, and take great joy in descriptive writing, as well as exploring new veranda when it comes to role play.

I have a fairly fluid schedule as well, allowing me to roleplay and reply at differing hours. I’m also lax in other people’s abilities to reply as I understand that life can get in the way of our outlet of expressive writing. I only ask that if you are going to be away, or you wish to stop our roleplay you simply give me a courtesy message before hand.
Fantasy, Sci-Fi, Modern, Post Apoc, OC, and Supernatural.
“Lorenzo” the man answered as he took a swipe at Tulik with his large imposing weapon. One arm or not, he could move deftly enough to keep from being cut in half by the giant thing. He did feel a warmth as the glowing head of the blade came close to him, however. A deep sense of dread that left him knowing if that thing managed to cut him it wouldn’t be a pretty sight. “Not that you’re going to be remember it for long.”

Tulik never feared before. Even when he was in his worst of conditions he knew he could handle himself. He had died before, too. Even in other realms he always ended up back in the Ether of his home world. This time was different, however. He had none of his power, nor did he believe that if he drew his final metaphorical breath would he return back home. Tulik feared that this would be his final stop. It was the only thing he feared though. As fear wouldn’t help her escape. Tulik held out his blade, and closed his eyes. He willing the magic to work for him one last time.

The voices heard his plea and answered him in kind, the knowledge of every master within his long sword flooding his consciousness and giving him a brief moment of hope that he would escape this place alive. When he opened his eyes he moved. The glaive whistled over his head as he ducked, bringing his blade across the outside of Lorenzo’s thigh. A fist meant to smash into his temple was redirected with the flat of the blade, knocking it downward into his shoulder instead. Tulik used the momentum of that downward strike to dodge a slam from the haft of the polearm, then another dodge to the side of his weapon hand to avoid a second slamming fist, his weapon catching the inside of the man’s thigh this time.

Lorenzo didn’t care for how Tulik danced around him, dodging swipes and blows, catching only strands of hair when he should have been lopping off the smaller man’s head. He had taken everyone one of Tulik’s strikes though. He took them without making a sound like a giant troll too dumb to know how to move out of the way. Too dumb or too slow. The man’s torso and legs bled heavily, though he held his breathing steady for a man who looked like he had been carved like a turkey. When Tulik came in for another flurry of blows Lorenzo dodged for the first time, catching him off guard. Tulik met the polearm to the face, cracking the smaller man’s nose as he stumbled back, spots and pain painting his vision.

Lorenzo closed the stumbling backpedal in two strides. Tulik ducked another swing at his head, and Lorenzo drove a large knee up into his face. If his nose wasn’t broken before, it was now. The force of the impact sent Tulik back into the ground, Lorenzo on top of him as quickly as Tulik had been dodging his strikes. A large foot pinned Tulik’s only arm to the ground, and Lorenzo gave him a smile. Tulik knee right then it was over. He returned that smile.

“Quite the fighter, for a one armed devil.” Lorenzo said as a compliment that was immediately counteracted by the glaive piercing into his stomach all the way to the ground beneath him. “Ain’t the worst fighter I’ve played with. Bet with two arms ye would have been a force to be reckoned with.”
Tulik supposed that was supposed to be a compliment, though his only response was a gasping wheeze as Lorenzo slowly dragged the blade of the glaive up through his chest. He knew what the burning was now. It destroyed magic. The glaive either absorbed, or destroyed any magic it came in contact with, and that’s all Tulik was. If his eyes weren’t colorless voids they would have been rolling back with pain. He heard the call of his blade his mind, the souls within it attempting to find an escape for him. But there wasn’t one. Not this time. Tulik managed a smile. He had survived enough, died, and survived enough still for more than one lifetime. Was he ready? No. But he was at peace. The white eyes swirled into a deep cyan as his grip on his ornate blade loosened when the glaive met his artificial and magical heart. The life that would have been visible in a normal pair of eyes faded, and his last thoughts were of Home.

Lorenzo dislodged his weapon from the Athgari’s chest, examining the purple blood staining his weapon and the ground around Tulik’s body. He kicked the weapon away from the dead man, motioned to one of the other men to seize it, then also motioned to Tulik’s body with a point of the massive glaive.

“Burn him.”
Worldbuilding: Creation of both small scale and massive worlds. Characters, magic systems, unique creatures, cities, landscapes and plot devices that give a fresh take and twist on the everyday roleplay

Character Fluidity: matching characters to unique personalities and preventing stagnating role play by keeping things fresh, and ever changing when it comes to character responses and actions. People aren’t one note, why should our characters be?

Forthcoming: hardly seems like a skill, but how many times have you been burned by a partner simply ghosting you? You will never receive that from me. If there is an issue in the role play? You’ll hear my grievances. If I need to take a hiatus or don’t think the roleplay is going to work? I’ll let you know.

Time Flexible: We all have our lives. Can’t expect anyone to pour their heart and soul into our hobbies 24/7. So I won’t be a pester if you don’t reply immediately, or don’t provide me with content multiple times a day. I’m a lax person. You’ll find it easy going with me.

No Limits: when I say no limits, what I mean is that I’m not a preference built role player. Many people will only role play with the opposite gender, require face claims (yuck), or won’t roleplay anything but their specific fandoms. I enjoy exploring and trying new things. I’ll be partner to guy or gal, and won’t make you provide some strange profile for your characters if that’s not what you want to do.

Gender: Male

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Discord: Tulik Alock#2549

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