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Moose
HYHOTCAMMORPGFFXIV? WAEFTWYCPTTEOARRATAWHEUTL60FFWNROP
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| Post #106: 5th Feb 2021 10:49 PM | |
I don't even get Rok and they're an actual DnD character I played. | |
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Spin
Milk Bowl
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| Post #107: 5th Feb 2021 11:21 PM | |
St. Augustine. That is where it all began.
There was something about the frenetic energy in this tavern tonight that reminded him of his childhood. As Tuuluuwaq stepped away from the action to try to catch a quiet moment, his mind was taken back. He didn't remember much about his parents, other than he was separated from them as a young cub. The first thing he remembered was looking up at the monks and nuns who inhabited St. Augustine monestary in far-away Canalaska. As a young cub, he would run and play with the other orphaned youth, and the mix of species was not too unlike what he saw tonight, minus a metal-contraption or two, as they weren't found that far north. As he grew older, he found a strong calling to the divine teachings, and pushed hard to be educated in ways of the monks. The monks were hesitant at first, but finally relented allowing Tuuluuwaq to join them.
It was only a few months before he was set to finish his schooling and ascend to monk-hood, when a traveling bard came to St. Augustine. Tuuluuwaq doesn't remember much about this creature, other than the song that he sang for the inhabitants.
"Oh joyous day, this the first of December
With snow falling hard, we all remember
The conditions looked bleak, the villagers were frail
Until we came upon those bears so pale
Our prayers were answered, we'd hunger no more
The arrows flew true, and there was barely a roar
From the two grown bears had fallen in their place
Only a small cub remained, down the hill did he race
The harvest was plenty, so say the tellers
The villagers had more than could fit in their cellars
Oh joyous day, this the first of December
With snow falling hard, we all remember."
It was at that moment, it all came back to Tuuluuwaq. He could recall that fateful afternoon as a young cub when he was walking the coast with his parents as they were about to teach him to catch seals. He remembered seeing a small fishing boat round the point filled with people from a nearby village. Before he could even ask his parents what they were, a storm of arrows flew to where they stood. Three hit his mother and two his father, but he luckily was sheltered by the larger bears from the attack. With their dying breaths they told him to run and don't look back. He turned for the forest and did as he was told. He never looked back. He doesn't remember how he got to St. Augustine, but he now knows it was all fate. He was brought here to learn the ways of the monks and he was brought here to meet this bard and hear his song. He prayed over this new information about his parents for more than a week. At that point he approached the eldest monk and ask for permission to leave the monastery.
"I must go and fight for those who are in trouble and protect those than cannot protect themselves. The world is a dangerous place filled with all sorts of evil, and I am needed to defend the just against that evil."
The monk just nodded his head. He knew the strength in the young bear's heart. This bear was given this great strength by the Divine, so they were in no place to keep him here.
Tuuluuwaq collected his few things and set off into the unknown. He wasn't sure where he would go, but he knew he'd do everything in his power to fight for right and for those that truly needed it. While he was mostly a solitary creature, he did occasionally crave personal connection. This is when, by the grace of the divine, he found the rat Priggat, who shared his religious convictions. It wasn't long after, he came to know the elf Booberella, who was a mysterious sorcerer with strange abilities he had never seen before, including being wholly imperceptible to outside conditions. Even Tuuluuwaq got cold on occasion, but not Booberella. These three strange friends would travel together, keeping each other safe and providing company for the originally lonely travelers.
Tuuluuwaq wasn't sure how many towns they'd seen or how many lengths they'd walked together, but there was a reason they were in this tavern this evening. The Divine had put them here for a reason, he was sure of that. | | |
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Christian
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| Post #108: 5th Feb 2021 11:40 PM | |
(that's a lot of words lol) | | |
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Spin
Milk Bowl
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| Post #109: 5th Feb 2021 11:43 PM | |
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You are not wrong. | | |
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Curtis
First Place Dick
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| Post #110: 5th Feb 2021 11:59 PM | |
Words are great | |
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BadgerMcBeaver
Blue Team
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| Post #111: 6th Feb 2021 12:48 AM | |
After scanning the room and witnessing all the commotion, Marnu determined that he did not want to fight with these adventurers. He'd always fancied himself as more of an entertainer frog than a warrior frog. More importantly, he didn't want to mar his finest set of performance clothes. He quickly pulled Vandal and Hustus aside and suggested that they engage in the art of diplomacy by attempting to achieve a truce with some of these other glorious adventurers. If they were to be successful in this task, he was sure it would bolster their reputation with the others, and perhaps even the king!
Yet if Marnu valued one thing, it was his friends. He was very open to their opinions about how to handle this barbaric bar brawl. Should they decide that diplomacy is not a desirable option, he was fully willing to cheer his party on from the sidelines with his inspirational singing voice (whilst his companions wreaked havoc on the others).
As everyone else was initially scrambling to gather weapons in a free for all, Marnu stood back and allowed the adventurers to squabble over the potential weapons. But as the crowd thinned and he took inventory of which weapons remained, he realized that the remaining selection is quite poor. There was a longbow, but he truly did not wish to harm anyone and the bar was rather cramped to be using such a long distance weapon. The other remaining weapon is a very stylish looking exotic weapon - a few metal star-shaped blades that he could potentially throw at his opponent. Unfortunately, it occurred to him that he would have no idea how to use them even if he *did* want to fight.
As he began to resign himself to the fact that the remaining weapons have no appeal to him at all, he started to think that his only option may be his fists. But then his eyes settled upon a large wooden stool sitting directly beside the table. Were he to use it as a makeshift stage and stand atop it, there is no way that his voice could be lost in the crowd. He felt confident that his inspirational croaking will reach the ears of his companions no matter how chaotic things got in this inn.
##Wooden Stool
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BadgerMcBeaver
Blue Team
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| Post #112: 6th Feb 2021 12:50 AM | |
Dagger - Canassa
Long sword - Ahron
Short sword - Rok
Longbow
Crossbow- Faerora
Mace - Greaseface
Glave - Calius
Falchion - Murder Bunny
Scimitar - Randall
Rapier - Lavina
Sickle - Tuuluuwaq
Shuriken
War hammer - Khanarak
Shield - Boobarella
Quarterstaff - Malus
Spear - Ordella
Whip - Rara
Sling - Cyrillus
Wooden stool - Marnu
Fists
None (hide) - Pastor Sandro | | |
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Zersch
birdhouse love
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| Post #113: 6th Feb 2021 1:18 AM | |
Vandal observed his high-class frog friend choose the noble barstool for what was to come. Great for a stage, sure, but also not a bad thing to hide behind when shit goes sideways. Vandal was waiting for Hustus to arrive and pick a weapon before choosing whatever was left. But after likewise taking stock of the remaining armory, he couldn't help but think...
"Froggy, as much as you know that I hate to agree with it... diplomacy might be our best bet. Use that golden voice and do the talking? Do you think they would think the bone is cool? I could pass it around."
Vandal asked with complete sincerity, referring to the latest femur he... borrowed from someone. It was one of his favorite things at the moment, and it's good to share. To even pretend to entertain a non-violent approach revealed just how drunk on milk the giggle dog must be tonight. | |
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KC
Shooore
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| Post #114: 6th Feb 2021 4:40 AM | |
Ah yesh, yeeeeesh. An adventure you sh'ay! Ush ratfolk have seen much prejudishes against our kin, but my friend the Urshhhian and my big breshted shorcerer have been very good to Priggat since my mishhchief were all shlaughtered by a rogue tortle barbarian! It wash from that moment on that I'sh knew it wash my deshtiny to protect their livesh for shaving mine! Yoush fools and your big shwords and bowsh will only get you sho far! I'sh gladly take the little shuriken and will placsh it in my alchemic pouch! Beware, for it'sh fiercshful bladesh will shtrike at any time!
Dagger - Canassa
Long sword - Ahron
Short sword - Rok
Longbow
Crossbow- Faerora
Mace - Greaseface
Glave - Calius
Falchion - Murder Bunny
Scimitar - Randall
Rapier - Lavina
Sickle - Tuuluuwaq
Shuriken - Priggat
War hammer - Khanarak
Shield - Boobarella
Quarterstaff - Malus
Spear - Ordella
Whip - Rara
Sling - Cyrillus
Wooden stool - Marnu
Fists
None (hide) - Pastor Sandro | 
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Glory (jamie)
together we can defeat obese children
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| Post #115: 6th Feb 2021 9:55 AM | |
Beatrice lived in a small Elf village just south of Santa’s workshop. When she was a wee lil elf she was destined to assume the family business that made snuggies for children across the world but Beatricehad other plans. She wanted to see the world. She wanted to explore and that she did.
She had visited her aunt Elf, Ella, who had been fired from the workshop. Her aunt said to her “Beatrice, you will not be satisfied here with these folk, you need to explore! See the world and change that god awful name.” Her aunt took her out behind her house and placed a complex spell on Beatrice that grew her breasts three times the size of what an Elf should have. For the first time Beatrice was happy. She loved her new body and refused to wear more than the minimal amount of clothing so the world could see.
She left behind the magic of Santa’s workshop and travelled the world, ending up in this small tavern, at this table with two others because all other seats were available except beside some perv who was jerking himself with his eyes as soon as she walked in. The gents asked her name and in honour of her aunt who had gifted her with these gigantic boobs, She responded.
“Booberella” | |
| I was wrong about Jamie he is a true visionary and I name him my successor |
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Christian
Captain Charisma
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| Post #116: 6th Feb 2021 12:19 PM | |
Randall does not know why, but he is enthralled by Booberella's origin story, and the mention of Santa and elves. | | |
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Thisisbad
If you need positivity, look elsewhere.
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| Post #117: 6th Feb 2021 12:48 PM | |
So, Rok Squad, what shall we do?
I don't really see C as an answer.... | Rodney is a great guy. Oops, nevermind he's a terrible human being.
He likes his sandwiches to be Turkey and Swiss. Triangle cut. Let vern have his crust. Poison the part Rodney eats.
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2020 winner of World’s Best Brother Award
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Curtis said he wishes I never joined FE.
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Curtis
First Place Dick
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| Post #118: 6th Feb 2021 1:06 PM | |
Still need official choices for the following! Ignore this weird formatting, its just pasted from my chart
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Weapons
Vandal
Hustus
Tavern Brawl
The Assblasters
Team 2 A
Team 3
Hell's Belles A
Team 5
Team 6
Team 7
Name
The Assblasters Yes
Team 2
Team 3
Hell's Belles Yes
Team 5
Team 6
Team 7
Backstory
Greaseface
Ahron Yes
Malus
Cyrillus
Randall Yes
Rara
Rok Yes
Khanarak
Ordella Yes
Lavina
Canassa Yes
Faerora Yes
Pastor Sandor
Murder Bunny Yes
Calius
Priggat Yes
Tuuluuwaq Yes
Booberella Yes
Marnu
Vandal
Hustus |
If you gave a backstory and I somehow missed it feel free to correct me
24 hours left! | |
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Christian
Captain Charisma
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| Post #119: 6th Feb 2021 1:22 PM | |
Rara, Cyrillus, we will call ourselves The Pack? | | |
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CherryBerry
Hustus
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| Post #120: 6th Feb 2021 1:49 PM | |
##claim Longbow | | |
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