forum Adventures in Vostrua! (High Fantasy RP OPEN)

Started April 13, 2018 by Deleted user

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(I’m sorry. Science intrigues me.

SoO aPpLe JuIcE.)

Louis watched that person rush off, he shrugged. How absurd.

"Uhm," Luna shied away from the conversation, but replied nonetheless, "I'm an ice mage and a pretty good hunter."

She had a letter. Marya grabbed her letter from the bed in the back and headed to the table, wondering if they were serious.

"I was um.. well a sailor, that's the best word," Rhoan nodded assuring himself then continued, "I know how to heal almost anything, I've dealt with gunshot wounds, sword to the gut, even a man who's face had been almost blown off by a cannonball, although, I was only able to assist in easing his pain. The point is, I'm good with healing magic. I can also navigate, reading the stars and such."

"You!' Marya pointed at the Chair-Offender. "You are rude."

"You're probably going to be a lot more useful than me," Luna responded to Rhoan.

Vozalynn nodded once more, deciding that Rhoan was a good person to earn the trust of. Healing magic…that makes me slightly more confident with the whole killing thing…

(I have to do some math because I’m failing math and history and I’m so dead. So byeee. See ya later! :D)

(bye!)

Rhoan felt the phantom slap on his cheek, and squinted his eyes at the newcomer. "May I ask why the waitress is here? Did anyone order another drink? Look, this is a private assembly."

"That's funny, but I have a letter too." Marya threw the letter down on the table, "I didn't know it would have you in it." she glared at him, "Chair-Offender."

She fiddled with the potion attached to her belt. Drama already…this should be fun.

Rhoan bit his lip, and peered down at the letter. The handwriting and seal were all the same as his. He looked from her, "Unless you intend on slapping the King into submission I'm not sure what a rude waitress can add to our group."

"Unless you plan on dying when you set foot into the palace I'm not sure what I couldn't add to the group." she shot him another glare.

Vozalynn took a moment to observe the group. Everyone there was way taller than her, obviously. The waitress and the apple juice boy looked quite a bit younger than the rest of them. Overall, it was a very diverse group. This should be an interesting adventure.

"And I am not a waitress, I am a substitute for a friend." Marya bit her lip, a dead friend.

"But still a waitress." Vozalynn pointed out, gesturing to her apron.