holy shit, it’s a bunch of my interests meshed together! if you’re willing to have another person, then count me very much in!
(… if you’re curious, I’ve beaten all three endings of armored core 6: fires of rubicon. third ending boss was actual hell on earth to me to wrangle down and beat. I...
Alphonse d'Rivière
Male (he/him + they/them [on occasion]) // 17 // House Rivière
Ice-Steel // Neutral Good // Scholar
Personality
{ ⚜ A quiet individual, Alphonse usually would rather keep to the background of a room and shy away from the center of attention, and the scholar carries himself...
Once again, life decides to choral me for a good while. Once again, my apologies for the delay. Eternally exhausted with final exams being torn through my schedule. I know it isn’t a good excuse but it’s the only thing I have to say.
I’ll see if I can get a response out within the next few...
Hello, my name is Blitz! While I did take a bit of a break due to IRL stuff, I've been on and off roleplaying for upwards of almost 10 years! Impressive, nonetheless. I've seen my fair share of writing styles and have done my fair share as well, but because of my age I respectfully ask my rp...
“Oscar… Your claws are digging into my shoulder.”
A chirp from the Archen as he tried his best to refluff his fur and tuck his head into Jordan’s collar, kneeding with his little claws and murping out an apologetic “Chen…” The two, trainer and Pokémon, were heading away from Sandgem Town on...
It seemed that the situation of the major wound on the barmaid's leg was slowly getting patched, at least until a proper medical person could see to it. Medical help inside of the cities was miles more powerful than what you can do on the field. So, Morriel simply closed her eyes and leaned...
The struggle between the elven and the basilisk went on a bit more, the monster thrashing around and Morriel almost loosing her grip through the carved out socket of the eye. But as she was about to yank out the bloodied dagger once again to fully pierce the skull of the beast, the basilisk let...
Morriel was, at least in the eyes of the basilisk, a free meal. Notching another arrow in the meat of a fight was almost a death sentence, but a fellow kept it from being one by the acrid sound of acid and, looking up, that was indeed the case. A quick glance reviewed that Brenier was the one...
Brenier didn’t seem that interested in the dragon-finding compass, but Morriel leaned forward as the other expressed his disbelief. A smile upon her lips, almost a smirk, told Bren all he needed to know about the eleven’s choice.
Before she spoke, however, a fisherman busted in as white as a...
“To dragon’s end!”
Despite the dower mood, Morriel gave a nod at the drinks being on the house- maybe she’d need one after the guards got into her personal space on their own whims over alcoholic influence. In all honesty, she did feel a bit bad for what the drinks were doing to their heads...
Brenier Bligh. Even his name sounded like pirate’s muck. But Morriel returned her attention on the fellow slayer- who introduced herself as Leo. Shifting in her seat and recrossing her legs, the elven gave a nod, “Morriel Knox. Nice to meet you, Leo.”
So that letter was true, then- the people...
The mixture of this mottled crew was a rather interesting sight- the boy a few seats away being quite a few feet taller than everyone else. His did seem younger than he looked, however; must be aging race intuition, haha. Past him was a man with fur coats with grey in his hair- an older slayer...
A fortnight from the date, Morriel had a letter delivered to her temporary residence.
A quiet inn among the shining star of Rannar; the carving and fortifications running along Iylalon’s walls, the same city of the selfsame counsel of five that publicly declaired that the Runic Dragon Order was...
"This particular order of knights- at least, compared to the Brix Dragoons- is quite the small-fry of a company. Even with smaller numbers, their skills as dragon slayers are not to be underestimated, as they excelled at hunting dragons in the jungles of their country where others failed. ...But...