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Poppy Rp'er Name: Discusstu Post Frequency: Daily (1-2 times if needed) to Every Few (2-3 day intervals at most) Discord Name: Discusstu#4733 Equipped Titles: Fae, Small, Hafling, Leatherworking Expert Height: 3'5" feet Weight: 47 pounds Acquired Titles: Fae Small...

Steve Stevenson Human | Ryken Adventurer (F) | Hero of Osun | Hatchetman | Warrior | Martial Artist | Gladiator Interactions: @NeramoDJI @Silent Angel @etymarchen @MettytheCutiefly @Dante Verren While their group continued being rowdy and loud, attracting a few unwanted stares, Steve simply...

Steve Stevenson Human | Ryken Adventurer (F) | Hero of Osun | Hatchetman | Warrior | Martial Artist | Gladiator Interactions: @NeramoDJI @Silent Angel @etymarchen @MettytheCutiefly @Dante Verren Given the nature of the work he had taken, Steve decided to fill up his waterskin with actual...

The End Marketplace Trade

Rp'ers: @Sam the Yang @Discusstu Characters: Gamatsu & Steve Stevenson Trade Goods: Gamatsu will forge the following for Steve: Handaxe D Right Gauntlet D Left Gauntlet D Gamatsu will receive 10 points from Steve and an "I owe you" for when he gets enough points later on Relevant Mentions...

Steve couldn't help but grin after hearing Gamatsu accepting his request. He had some Ryke to leftover and was more than willing to spend on some decent equipment. "A handaxe. Hic~" Given his success against the plant demons, this much was obvious. Steve pulled out his sack of coins and tossed...

Every time Gamatsu spoke, Steve couldn't help but find himself get more intrigued. As their conversation went on, Steve slowly became more comfortable, as if he had forgotten that he was talking to a monster. As much as he wanted to ask more about the cult he had mentioned, Steve found his work...

Talking slow and deep breaths, Steve managed to calm his nerves. "It was a mishap and a portal ended up sending me here." He sighed heavily, obviously not over what had just happened. Wanting to simply move on, Steve continued their back and forth with another question. "I'm sorry, but you...

"Uh, pleasure to meet you then." Unable to shake off the strange feeling he was getting from Gamatsu, Steve could only manage to give a slight wave before heading to a bench. Sitting near enough to the blacksmith, Steve could not resist using his appraisal skill. Out of all the information that...

This RP takes place within the Isekai Hell universe, and occurs after the events of Holy Draconis and There is No End, but before Strike at Ryke. As mentioned in the title, this RP is about the meet up between Steve Stevenson and Gamatsu at a smithy where the former makes a purchase from the...

Unable to see things through, Steve's surroundings appeared to slowly trickle away, as if being washed off like mud and dirt by the rain. The memory he was reexperiencing was now but a vague blur that was left inside his hazy mind. He remembered. The Steve he was now was far different from who...

Steve felt like his heart dropped as he found himself surrounded nurses, patients, and physicians alike, busy and and up-and-about inside a clamor-filled hospital ward. He had come a long way in his carrier. No longer was he at the bottom of the medical food chain, tasked with scutwork and...

Although not as effective as he had wanted, Steve still made use of what information he could get from his appraisal. His observation of the ground and music did little to help him discern the location of the monstrous toad, but due to the rain, a hint of its silhouette became noticeable. With...

Steve While consumed by his crippling uneasiness, Steve's gaze stuttered from left to right as he saw everyone else around him move to the best of their abilities. True to their oath, the baron's armored guard remained determined and resolute. His fellow adventurers, although loud and...

Steve Impatience loomed over Steve as his misadventures in the dark and muddy forest left him ankle deep in pasty dirt and on the verge of mental and physical exhaustion. However, he remained quiet and focused, as if an inkling kept on urging him to push through. None had complained up to this...

Steve Steve was clearly out of his comfort zone, but to be fair, most situations would put him in such a position. Being cautious of the amount of noise he was making coupled with traversing the dark, heavily rooted forest, in the pouring rain, was a challenge different from any he had...

Steve The tension between everyone in their camp was as high as the stakes they were up against. Passed the point of simple bickering, the adventurers and soldiers were at each other's throats due to the turn of events they were faced with. Steve had no plans of intervening, but he couldn't...

Steve Steve’s body ached and felt heavy as the days went by; it was tolerable, but still made him weary. Making use of the defensive barriers that had been set up, Steve was able to endure the long fight they had signed up for. Though endless in number, they demons had become much easier to...

Steve Steve listened in silence, his legs casually dangling in the air, as the group continued to converse, trying their best to formulate an appropriate plan of action. Steve had already shared what he believed to be useful and was now interested on hearing what others would make of it...

Steve Deep and lengthy breaths left Steve's mouth as he gazed upon the lifeless and chopped up plant demon in front of him. His hands gripped tightly along the handles of his axes, his muscles remained tense, as if Steve was still ready to swing. Though caked in mud, Steve smiled as he basked...