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@GoblinKing

Should I be starting more rps? No. But am I? Oh yeah.

Just a little information on how I got to this point- I literally can’t stop listening to sea shanties. That’s it. SO.

Here’s the basic plot (it’s rough):

  • Set in a high-fantasy world, I’ll drop some info of the place below if anyone’s interested
  • We’ll be using most fantasy races (Think Tolkien & D&D. You can be a human if you want, I guess)
  • My basic idea was that one of our characters is a tavern singer/bard, and maybe the other character is there one night and kinda?? falls in love w their voice? I’d kind of want to be the second character, honestly.
  • I’d like a slow burn, sort of? More of straight pining and people pretending that they don’t have feelings for each other than just eating each other’s faces right off the bat, you feel?
  • Look. Characters can be mid-20s at the bare minimum, but my character is going to be ~30 to ~35. Do with that what you will.

Things to note!

  • Be active. I get that life gets a lot! But.. if you’re gonna go AWOL, can you let me know first?
  • I have ideas for plot devices already. This will most likely have a noticeable amount of angst, so, if you’re only into fluff, maybe this isn’t it. I’d prefer this to be gay?
  • In the character template, I include a spot for a D&D class. This is just so I have a feel for what type of character they are, it won’t have an effect on how the plot goes.
  • I may ask for a sample of recent rp responses from you. This means I might turn you down. Take it in stride, please.
  • I cuss. A LOT. My character will also cuss a lot. You don’t have to, but I will.

Yea!
Here’s the template, by the way (It looks overwhelming, but I’ve broken it down into sections):

NAME (FULL):
GENDER:
AGE:
SEXUALITY:
RACE:
CLASS:
OCCUPATION:
APPEARANCE:

  • Height/Weight:
  • Build:
  • Face shape:
  • Hair color:
  • Eye color:
  • Hair texture:
  • Hairstyle/cut:
  • Facial Hair
  • Noticeable marks:
  • Piercings(?):
  • Clothing style:
  • Armor(?):

PERSONALITY:

  • Traits:
  • Fears:
  • Likes:
  • Dislikes:
  • Strengths:
  • Weaknesses
  • Hobbies:
  • Talents:

BACKGROUND:

  • Family (Note the dead):
  • Pets?:
  • Social Class:
  • Country of Origin*:
  • Other:

STATS…
(Note, rate these from 1-10!)

  • Strength:
  • Speed:
  • Intelligence:
  • Wisdom:
  • Dexterity:
  • Charisma:
  • Constitution:
  • Magic Ability**:

(* I will give examples of countries & their climates, but you can also use your own!
** Magic ability is the only one that can be rated at 0. )

Just one thing- once you post your offer to join/example of writing, give me a bit to post writeups on the countries & culture. Then you can finish your template & get it posted!

@ElderGod-Carrots

To say Jack was scared was an understatement. Somehow, Kade had decided to not kill him yet and it put him on edge. He said he wanted to, and he still hadn't. From the interactions the two of them had had, they either went somewhat pleasantly or a down right disaster, mainly Jack's fault.

Currently, the small male was curled up on the couch in his room, drifting in and out of a light sleep and huddled up against a pillow. He didn't know how he could sleep, not with the looming threat of death so close.

At first, Jack didn’t notice. But soon the fire grew too big from him not too. He sat up in a panic, eyes wide as fear ran through his body.
“No! No gods please not like this.” He scrambled to his feet, coughing as smoke filled the room and prevented him from breathing properly. The door was locked and there weren’t any windows. He couldn’t leave and nearly the entire room was encompassed in flame.
He didn’t know what to do. Couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think. He was on the verge of tears as he tried to find some way out but ended up collapsing, fire burning his skin and coughing up everything in his lungs. He couldn't even call out for help. Not even for Kade.

(It might not make sense but here’s two recent replies to a rp I’m currently in, hope these are okay)

@GoblinKing

Countries

ESMEIN

  • Pronunciation: Is-mean
  • Language: Esmenian
  • Climate: Hot, damp
  • Brief Description: Esmein is an island nation, characterized by its lush greenery and highlands. Main exports include pelts/furs and leatherwork. Agriculture is a large part of Esmenian culture, both animals and crops.
  • Predominant Religion: Bryuph (Bry-oof)
  • Accent: Esmenians tend to have rather recognizable accents. Vowels are softened, consonants are hardened, ‘g’s at the end of words are dropped, and speakers are incredibly rhotic.
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    SCHUA BRIH
  • Pronunciation: Shoe-uh Brih
  • Language: Iraric
  • Climate: Cold, wet
  • Brief Description: Schua Brih is located right on the coast, specifically against the frigid Whitesend Sea. The people there are well suited for the cold and lack of real vegetation. Traditional foods are meat dishes and served hot. Schua Brih is mainly known for its alcohol exports and silver jewelry.
  • Predominant Religion: Followers of the Hand
  • Accent: Native Iraric speakers often sound harsh to outsiders, especially if they aren’t actually speaking Iraric. Verbs get stressed more than the subjects, and if it’s a compound word, the second part of the word is stressed more heavily than the first. ‘R’s are rolled, ‘th’ sounds become ‘d’ sounds.
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    SECHIL
  • Pronunciation: Say-shill
  • Language: N/A (See ‘Accent’)
  • Climate: Hot, dry
  • Brief Description: Sechil is a landlocked desert nation. They are best known for their expert weaponsmiths.
  • Predominant Religion: Amtu
  • Accent: Sechilians don’t lend themselves to any particular accent, although it’s worth noting that Sechil is full of city-states that often have their own languages and accents.
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    HEBAT
  • Pronunciation: He-bat
  • Language: Asano
  • Climate: Tropical, wet
  • Brief Description: Hebat is a small, tropical la peninsula on the Jade Ocean. It’s characterized by its green, clear waters and sandy beaches. Hebat’s main exports are their colorful weavings, exotic animals, and fruits.
  • Predominant Religion: Sasua (Saw-swa)
  • Accent: Asano speakers often sound like they have much more lilting, fast voices than others.

Religion Breakdowns
BRYUPH

  • Number of Deities: 12
  • Main deities:
    Cesnas, God of the day
    Haloun, God of the night
    Brogdia, Goddess of shelter and fertility
    Olyne, God of agriculture

  • Things to note:
    Followers aren’t required to worship every god, although they are required to offer (burn, dunk in water, or bury) a portion of their evening meals to the gods every night. On holidays, evening meals are much larger, but the gods actually require a portion of every meal or snack eaten.

  • Holidays:

Feast of The Virgin- A large feast is presented (roughly 7 courses) for the entire town/village/city, and young women are presented to the goddess Brogdia for blessings. This feast lasts one night, and takes place on the first day of spring.

Festival of Cows- This festival lasts roughly a week, where cattle is celebrated for the sustenance it gives to the people of Esmein. It is usually timed so that the longest day of the year is placed in the middle. Streets are decorated with clovers and flowers, and village elders dance around in bells and wooden cow masks.

Brother’s Night- On the last day of winter, gods Cesnas and Haloun are celebrated. This holiday is celebrated through lots of booze and meats, as well as the sacrificial burnings of both a white and black goat.

Festival of Ancestry- To celebrate the harvest, freshly baked breads and charred meats are placed out on windowsills. This is because Byruph traditions state that harvests are successful because the ancestors of Esmenian people bless them. By setting out the baked goods and meat, the spirits of the ancestors are filled, meaning that the next harvest will be successful as well. The Festival of Ancestry technically takes place during the entire harvest, so roughly a month.


FOLLOWERS OF THE HAND

  • Number of Deities: 5
  • Main deities:
    Fjern, God of Shelter
    Waryn, God of the Winter Sun
    Komia, Father of all life
    Qa, Mother of all life

  • Things to note:

In this religion, every god is worshipped by every follower. They don’t have to offer foods, but followers are required to have some sort of shrine in their home where they place offerings of precious items and wooden carvings.

  • Holidays:

The Day of Silver Suns- This holiday is celebrated with loads of pastries and sweets. It celebrates every god in the pantheon. Home altars are decorated in jewelry, the more the better.


AMTU

  • Number of Deities: 2
  • Main deities:
    Ieo (Ee-oh), God of Life
    Iea (Ee-ah), Goddess of Death

  • Things to note:

Both gods must be worshipped, although women are more expected to worship Ieo and men are more expected to worship Iea. This is because followers understand than man cannot exist without women, and vice versa. Both gods are offered coins, kept in jars near the front door of the home.

It’s also important to note that Ieo and Iea are the parents of every living thing. Ieo is the creator, who brings everything to life, and Iea eats them to survive.

  • Holidays:

The Golden Day- This is celebrated on the longest day of the year, which in Sechil, is usually the hottest as well. The Golden Day is celebrated with games, ornate clothing, and large feasts. When night falls, the month-long fast begins, until it’s broken on the Red Night.

The Red Night- The Red Night ends the month of fasting, which represents how Iea starved herself so that she wouldn’t have to eat (and kill) her own children. On The Red Night, goats, cattle, and other livestock are slaughtered and served raw as the first course, slowly getting more and more cooked as the night goes on. Bonfires are lit, alcohol is poured, and everyone celebrates the end of life. In some places, the eldest of the village is sacrificed up to Iea.


SASUA

  • Number of Deities: 45 (4 Main)*
  • Main deities:

The King, Ruler of the heavens
Amiriad, God of water, precious stones, and birds
Sarina, Gatekeeper of the afterlives
Xeanke, Goddess of volcanoes
Ytix, Goddess of fruit, luck, and fertility (Male & Female)

  • Things to note:
    Given that Sasua has such a large pantheon, there can be more than one god for one thing. Gods often don’t have only one purpose, they normally have 3-5.

Gods often take place in the form of both birds and bird-headed people.

  • Holidays:

Festival of Birds- Birds are celebrated during this 3 day long festival in the summer. People decorate themselves with flowers, jewels, and bright colors, while birds themselves are colored with brightly colored powders.

(* If you choose Sasua as a religion, please do not make the whole pantheon. You.. don’t need it. That goes for all of these, actually. Your character has the option of only worshipping one deity (or none!), and they don’t have to be the main ones. You can simply make up your own, really. This is just a small taste of the religions. Hell, you can use your own homebrew religions.)

This is a LOT, I know. I’m one of those people who gets really into worldbuilding, so I’m sorry about that!

@ElderGod-Carrots

(Hope he is okay)

NAME (FULL): Evander 'Evan' Ky Grey
GENDER: Male
AGE: 27
SEXUALITY: bi-sexual
RACE: Human, though does have elvish blood in him from previous ancestors
CLASS: Wizard
OCCUPATION: Medic/healer
APPEARANCE:

  • Height/Weight: 76 kg - 5'7 though more on the shorter side
  • Build: Pretty lithe, has some muscle on him though it is very light. Pretty skinny for a man, though he doesn't care nor mind. Has more of a dancers build if you will.
  • Face shape: Heart shaped
  • Hair color: Light blonde, leaning towards the ginger side
  • Eye color: a bright blue, rimed with a very dark shade of it that almost looks black at times
  • Hair texture: soft, doesn't get greasy like ever and he considers it a blessing
  • Hairstyle/cut: He has messy, thick wavy hair, more on the curly side. Falls to around his ears, very floofy.
  • Facial Hair: none
  • Noticeable marks: Has a long scar across his neck from a rope
  • Piercings(?): has an ear piercing on his right ear, a black metal ring
  • Clothing style: Tends to prefer very loose fitting, light shirts that fit him maybe a tad too big. Pants tend to be of right size, maybe a little too small but not by much. Black boots. Long jacket and a cape - water proof and very warm, good for traveling.
  • Armor(?): none

PERSONALITY:

  • Traits: Very kind and caring, likes to keep to himself - introverted, perfectionist at times, clever and creative, anxious at times, over protective of the ones he loves, can be quiet when he wants to be, harder worker
  • Fears: Dying alone, not being good enough for anyone, small spaces
  • Likes: Alone time, reading, learning, story telling, singing, cats
  • Dislikes: lizards, salmon, lakes, bees
  • Strengths: anything book smarts, spells, close handed combat
  • Weaknesses: can't lie to save his life, paranoid, stubbon at times, soft hearted
  • Hobbies: singing, guitar playing, drawing
  • Talents: singing, guitar

BACKGROUND:

  • Family (Note the dead): Used to live with his father and his older brother. Mother died while giving birth to him. Father died in an accident while traveling to a nearby village and brother left him not long after that to travel the world.
  • Pets?: Has a cat called Lylo
  • Social Class: middle class
  • Country of Origin: Sechil
  • Other: doesn't follow a religion anymore. used to follow Amtu but once he started traveling he more or less forgot about the worship, still sometimes leaves coins out.

STATS…

  • Strength: 4
  • Speed: 8
  • Intelligence: 9
  • Wisdom: 8
  • Dexterity: 7
  • Charisma: 6
  • Constitution: 6
  • Magic Ability: 8.5

@GoblinKing

(Sorry about that wait, I had rehearsal!)

NAME (FULL): Otto Braughn
GENDER: Male
AGE: 31
SEXUALITY: Gay
RACE: Predominantly human, with both orc and dwarf in his blood.
CLASS: Barbarian
OCCUPATION: Mainly a sailor, though he did his fair share of adventuring.
APPEARANCE:

  • Height/Weight: 5’5”, about 76 kg
  • Build: Stocky and muscular. He built his muscle from years of hauling crates aboard ships.
  • Face shape: Rectangular
  • Hair color: Between copper and deep brown.
  • Eye color: Shamrock green
  • Hair texture: Curly, a bit frizzy.
  • Hairstyle/cut: Long, just past the shoulder. He normally keeps it in a messy bun, just to keep it out of the way.
  • Facial Hair: Scruffy- he tries to shave it, but it grows back too quickly for him to ever be clean shaven.
  • Noticeable marks: His nose is large and round, with a high nose bridge. His hands are callused and his nails are incredibly short from years of manual labor. He has a spiral tattooed onto his throat.
  • Piercings(?): Both of his ears are covered in piercings, each one meaning a different thing.
  • Clothing style: Loose pants, though his shirts usually fit well. He definitely favors function over form. Otto’s shoes tend to be worn-in leather boots, and on hot days, he ties his hair back with a bandanna.
  • Armor(?): He usually doesn’t wear any, simply because he doesn’t need it.

PERSONALITY:

  • Traits: Street smart, but not exactly book smart; boisterous; extroverted; loud; deals with negative feelings through either humor or anger; incredibly protective of his crew; superstitious
  • Fears: Dying without his crewmates, letting people down, having to choose between the sea and his loved ones.
  • Likes: Sea Shanties/Drinking songs, cats, gambling, tavern brawls, fish & other meats, dogs, telling stories
  • Dislikes: Large, open areas; being in one place for too long; cooking; eavesdroppers; bees (and other insects)
  • Strengths: Close-range combat; lying; getting animals to like him; quick-decision makjng
  • Weaknesses: Tends to bottle up his feelings until he can’t anymore; recklessly impulsive; impatient; has a bit of a short fuse
  • Hobbies: Whittling; gambling; drinking; singing (Not well, but he’s loud)
  • Talents: Storytelling; gambling (he may cheat, but he loses enough that it could simply be luck); and intimidating others

BACKGROUND:

  • Family (Note the dead): His father was also a sailor, though Otto never knew him. His father knocked up Otto’s mother (a milkmaid), leaving her with a baby and not much else. In terms of siblings, Otto is biologically an only child, but his mother takes in most needy children she can.
  • Pets?: None at the moment, but there’s a cat on his ship named Bastard.
  • Social Class: Working class
  • Country of Origin: Esmein
  • Other: Primarily worships Gumhir, the Bryuph god of victorious battles.

STATS…
(Note, rate these from 1-10!)

  • Strength: 9
  • Speed: 6
  • Intelligence: 5
  • Wisdom: 5.5
  • Dexterity: 8
  • Charisma: 7.5
  • Constitution: 9
  • Magic Ability: 3

@GoblinKing

So here's a health to the company, and one to my lass!

The raucous song shouted out in the tavern, mingling with the other sounds- clinking tankards, arguments, friendly conversations, hell- other songs were all fighting to be the main noise.

This tavern- The Dog and Duck- was an establishment particularly favored by sailors, adventurers, and the like. It just so happened to be one of the best places for a bard to make tips, as well; lots of drink flowing meant lots of purses spilled. It was crammed with rickety wooden tables and chairs, and even the bar barely had wiggle room.

Let's drink and be merry all out of one glass-

This particular song was sung by a man with a brassy voice, but he was loud and was eliciting the response he was looking for. His tablemates shouted the lyrics with him, all barking out laughter and extra comments when they weren’t singing. They were an unruly bunch, to be sure.

Let's drink and be merry, all grief to refrain!

For we may or might never all meet here again!

The group howled, slinging their tankards into the air. Drink spilled onto the table, but it went unnoticed by most.

@ElderGod-Carrots

To say the man that lacked self confidence was one of the men laughing and singing along with his mates was well, a sight for one who had never seen him in that environment before.

The tavern was a place where it didn’t matter where you came from or what you did, as long as you could get drunk and laugh you were one of the group. His mates knew he could sing in fact he was practically the tavern bard at this point, not that he was trying very well at the moment but he could, he was good, great some said. Not that he believed them.

Eventually, his mates pestered him enough to sing, hauled up onto the table by two of them, one ready to catch him if he fell. He laughed, regaining his composure before he started.

”With an honest old friend, and a merry old,
With an honest old friend, and a merry old song,
And a flank of old port, let me fit the night song,
And a flank of old port, let me fit the night long.”

@GoblinKing

The table’s song ended, launching into a flurry of activity. It was a sight to see, really: men arm-wrestling, men in arguments, men telling stories, and some who had begun to gamble away their items already. One man stood out, though, the same who had been leading the crew’s previous songs. He had begun a story, though he was distracted by the table next to him.

A wiry man had just been hoisted onto his table.

“Oi! What’re ye doin’ on th’ table!” He barked out the the other man, his Esmenian thick and strong. In all honesty, he was a tad difficult to understand. “Yer no baird!”

“Ease off the lad, Otto! You used ta do the same!” An orc next to him chided, elbowing the loud man.

“Yah, but Ehm willin’ to wager my voice wa’n’t half as good!” Otto barked back in his raucous tone, the pair’s conversation descending into laughter and teasing.

@ElderGod-Carrots

Evander ignored the two of them. He was used to people calling out, so it didn’t faze him in the slightest. Though he did give a sort of mock bow as he continued the song.

”And laugh at the anger of those who re-long,
And laugh at the anger of those who re-pine,
That they must drink porter, while pine,
That they must drink porter,
While I can drink wine.”

The song was short, but effective nonetheless. His friends cheered and he bowed once more, laughing along with the rest of them.

“Another!” They cheered, swigging their drinks and laughing and teasing each other and Evan. Though Even initially declined and tried to get off the table, his friends made him stay.

@GoblinKing

Otto and his orcish friend clapped and
hollered once the stranger had finished his song. The pair once again turned to their own table, where another song was starting up.

“Ya bastards, startin’ a song withou’ me!” Otto exclaimed, though he quickly joined into the tune.

”William Taylor was a brisk young sailor
Full of heart and full of play
Till his mind he did uncover
To a youthful lady gay”

The crew swayed and cheered, half from drunkenness and half from sheer love of the songs. They pounded fists on the knife-scarred table as they sang. Nobody elected to get on the table, the the one who had started the song stood on his chair as he led them.

”Folleri-de-dom, de- daerai diddero
Folleri-de-dom, domme daerai dae
Folleri-de-dom, de- daerai diddero
Folleri-de-dom, domme daerai dae!