The night that seemed like sleet or hail throughout. Paltry sight and a dumbass Inn The Inn. It earned the capital. How…I only knew from stories.
*Those who wish to join, I need a few bits and a few risks (I will roll them)
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Character Name (unknown to others in chacters until you introduce, rpg)
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Species if necessary (gender if you care to say ignore if not)
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Hobbies (for the character, not you)
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Preference (Intelligence, Agility, Awareness, Charisma, Slight, Damage, Defense, choice 8, oh and wise man once said wisdom)
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What’s your characters weakness
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Do you want any of your traits to be really low or high (you would be asking for an offset).
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(Unknown bonus given to character based upon their design and a bit random) Could be as useful or greater as being able to sharpen any substance, or as useless as… Well I guess we’ll see lol
The story starts as not much other than a hellfire of ice like goof-ball sized rain pelting all not under cover. The surprising display left some in fear and others enamoured with the idea of helping their plausable friends frenzeed members gathered between any covering they found. (Face it we don’t care, it’s retreat, re-heal)
Re-Awaken
Rolling awake you find yourself in a pile of bodies? Corpus, is anyone moving… No that one is, but you see off to one side surely the ice spike that looks from the roof spiked a good 9cm into his head.
(No moves yet, just into questions).
We’'ll see if anyone finds interest, if so I’ll define rolling/and such
(Also sorry re-used a map I found so I didn’t have to use AI to gen a new one, and figure I’m not stealing someone else’s work)