forum I wanted to make a fantasy RP, so I made one. (P.S. We're always open!)
Started by @Your-Humerus
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@Your-Humerus

I was bored and wanted to make a fantasy RP

This'll be mostly about a group of adventurers doing their thing (D&D style!)
RULES:

  1. Don't be a douche (seriously)
  2. No one is a god you can't just be dodging everything (Even Frodo got stabbed… twice)
  3. Speaking of which don't be all like "I'm an all-powerful being that is so special and shiz…
  4. I'd like people to write more than a sentence of stuff, add some filler if you have to. But I'd like at least three sentences.
  5. I'd prefer if no one has a "godly artifact" which is basically "THE SWORD FROM THE GREAT GODS THAT KILL THOUSANDS IN 3 SECONDS!!!!!" so yeah… that's a no-no
  6. Again, just in case you forgot, don't be a douche.
    Here's how character intros should be like (I'll use my character as an example.)

Name: Archia Wildgrove.
Age: Over 500 ( he forgot himself)
Species: Galatian (A pathfinder tree angel)
Sexuality: Straight
Height: 5'11
Weight: at least 130lbs.
Looks: Archia looks like your average adventurer, brown messy hair (maybe a few twigs in it) deep green and leather trousers with a normal shirt and cloak. But underneath it reveals, like every Galatian he has a pair of wooden wings allowing him to fly like birds above the clouds. Unfortunately, those wings seem to bring to much attention to Archia…
Personality: Even though he is 500 he acts, and looks, like a teenager. He can lie easily and gets away with most things too. He prefers to keep a distance from trouble but can't help it if he sees someone can use his help.
Weapons: Archia likes to keep a longbow and a quiver of arrows with him, he carries a sword with him mostly for looks since he's not very good.

There we go! once we get some people we can start on quite the adventure. ;p

@Your-Humerus

(Lol forgot to include that YES MAGIC IS ALLOWED. Just don't let it be "the gods above gave me this special power that no one can no about "stuff")

@Lavy-the-Nerdy-Sci-Fi-Birdy

(K.)
Name: Djynn Tevati
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Species: Elf
Sexuality: Straight
Appearance: White hair cut in a short bob, pale skin with slight blue, White eyes. Is 6'1 and of a skinny spindly build. She wears a plain black bandanna as a headband, a patchy teal dress with 3/4 length sleeves and goes down to just below her knees, a rust orange shawl tied about her waist incase sunlight overwhelms her.
Personality: Quiet, cunning, mistrustful of strangers, will develop more…
Powers: Can manipulate poison and darkness.
Weapons: Two poisoned daggers.

(Dis alright?)

@ThermalNight

Name: Talon Hart
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Species: Human
Sexuality: Bisexual
Appearance: Messy short brown hair, tired brown eyes, slanted smile, a few scars over his face, wears a black coat and black trousers.
Personality: doesn't speak much and prefers to pick his words carefully, tends to keep his opinions to himself, obserbitive
Powers: Pyrokinesis
Weapons: He has throwing knifes hidden in his coat

(is this alright?)

@Lavy-the-Nerdy-Sci-Fi-Birdy

(Poison= Basically they are poison. They can poison anyone through an open cut, ingest toxins safely, throw/handle venomous weapons. Darkness= Can drain the light from a room, transport themselves through shadows and become invincible through shadows. Is that too much?)

@Your-Humerus

Welcome to the world of Itoria!
The land filled with magical creatures ranging from elves to dwarves!
We find ourselves in the town of Bram where all magic is banned by the evil duke. Many adventurers have tried to help the town of Bram, but unfortunately, they either get hired by the duke… or disappear mysteriously…

We find ourselves looking in at the bar the quaking kracken where quite a few oddities have grouped together.

@ThermalNight

(I'm just going to assume our characters already know eachother)

Talon walks up to the bar and asks for three drinks. As the bartender gets them ready he turns to look around the room. It's about half full but the noise says otherwise. Talon pays for the drinks, mumbles a thank you that he doubts was heard, and carries them back to the table. He gives the others a drink each.