ill be roleplaying by myself. feel free to join.
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the village was being attacked, goblins setting houses on fire with torches and slaying innocent townsfolk. i grab my sword that lay in thy old chest, and attack back at the foul beasts.
oh, character. duh.
name: 'the white snake'
actual name: unknown
weapon: normal steel sword
slots available: 6
class: dragoon (rides horse and uses large lance)
special attacks: power lunge(flys at opponent, thrusting lance outwards)
left and right, fights were happening. i hear a roar behind me, and i turn to see a goblin chasing after me with a small sword in its hands. i react quickly, and turn to slice off its head. i rush to help a farmer fight off another one of these brutes.
I ran as fast as I could, until the temple appeared in the distance.
The temple, a place of shelter, but also a place took seek help. I didn't know why the Leader didn't fight. He was a brave man, and indestructible too. Or so I thought...
TearOfSun Novicewhen the villagers are panic, i steal some snacks from mall xD
I am starving, so I must
"Aaagghhhh", I scream as a wall of goblins surround me. One of them attacks, but I kill him.
This enrages the others, and they all charge at me. Then I woke up upon a stretcher.
Then I realise I am chained to the wall. I scream for help, as I am too young to die and am scared. Then the Leader walks in.
"My Lord", I say as I try to manage a bow. I stumble, it's hard to bow while chained to a wall!
"Are you friend? Or foe?", he asks me.
"Friend, my Lord, of course!".
"You are of elf kind?" he asks me.
"Yes my Lord".
"You are clever with an arrow".
I have never met a person who hasn't said that about me. It's true, but I try to be modest.
Ok I've done enough, someone else have a go.
"Do you ever get bored ah lootin' and pillagin'?" Grugg asked, turning to his friend.
"'Ave you tried pillagin' and lootin'?"
"Well ya, obva...obvisa...clearly. But ah mean, it's all tha same thing. Ah mean, ya take the club, ya swing it a little, things occasia...go crunch every now an then. Repeat until da boss says stops."
"Maybe ya need a new hitting stick? Ah hear the 'umies managed ta make a hitting stick so sharp, it cuts ya."
Grugg rubbed the back of his head, tousling the totally sick mullet that rested there. "Nah, I dun think that's the problem. Ya ever wonder if there's more ta life than jus' lootin' and pillagin'?"
"Ya mean, like, goblin girls? Ya ready to retire, old friend?"
"Well, ah mean, that's one ah them, but things like...books. An reading. An making a better hitting stick. The 'umies can do it, why can't we? They 'ave metal hitting sticks cause ah dem books, they 'ave sharpen hitting sticks cause ah dem books, why dun we have books?" Grugg asked.
"Ya can't even read a book, ya daft Brackersnap."
"But ah could, one day. All ah have ta do is find some goblin ta teach me."
"If there's ah goblin that can read, why isn't 'e making 'umie sharp clubs?"
Grugg shrugged. Around him, the camp started to mobalize. Weapons were drawn to hands, and armour was strapped to chests. Grugg waited a moment in thought, before reaching for his trusty hitting stick. "Ah'm telling ya, Crugg, when ah learn ta read, ah'm gonna be da best warchief there ever was."
"Whatever ya say, silly grot, whatever ya say." Crugg replied, throwing an old pot on his head. It was time to begin the second wave.
Do I need to make a character sheet? I'll do it anyway.
Name: Grugg of the clan Emptywell of the goblin civilization CleanCudgels, part of the hob-goblin conglomerate of FrostTitan.
Actual Name: Grugg
Weapon: Hitting stick
Slots available: Grugg can fit four and a half acorns into his stick, if that's what you're asking.
Special attacks: Come on and Slam (And welcome to the Jam (Grugg slam dunks someone, earning one score point, causing 'Space Jam' to play from thin air, and knocking them to the ground.))
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