The capital city, while prosperous is not without its shadier operations afoot. One of these is the plague of thieves that live in the city. Leanan is not one of them.
Thief: Hehe, that elf lady didn't know what hit her... Now for my spoils.... Hmm, a piece of parchment? *reads* I prepared binding runes today... what's that supposed to mean? *ethereal chains wrap the thief*
It means you just got beaten at your own game, lowlife. And I'm no elf, I'm a sidhe. *takes possessions* Hmm, nice dagger, don't mind if I keep it. Now, to turn you in...
WHO WANTS STAKE? *CACKLE*CACKLE*-talking to the local merchant to pick up a few things- That's right, a few loaves of bread and a pair of waterskins. Thank you. -passing him a few coins- That should be enough. -turning to look down alley- Hey, what's that...?
You gotta believe me when I scare you away, all that I wish for is that you would stayMe: What is this, A theif, crying for help? What a riot (Llaughs out loud as his demon and angel wings spread out bounceign with each chuckle as he flies off, not waiting to tell any of his fallen angel and demon brethren about what funny shit he saw today. He spies keybreak and narrows Eyes)
thinking: (Hey didn't this guy Make a {{Gainax Ending}} along with leanan in the previous game where the world ended? if that happens again I will be pissed off to no end.)
He lowers himself down near by the too tropers waiting to see what will bring with traveling with them.
edited 4th May '10 4:32:03 AM by Demongodofchaos
Since when were you under the impression that I was Aizen?A girl, aged about 17, peeks out of a nearby room. She is wearing simple but asymmetrical clothes and a pair of goggles that, quite possibly, are too big for her head as one of the lenses keeps slipping over her eye. Behind her is what appears to be a little girl in an ornate white dress who looks a bit frightened.
Huh? Oh boy. Git behind me, kiddo.
She pushes the child behind her, picks up a nearby wrench and fixes her goggles before strolling outside. Well, what's gettin' on 'round here? Is it just me or do we have a bit of a kerfluffle goin' on? Her voice is loud and strong and she carries a bit of Dwarvish inflection.
edited 4th May '10 12:25:21 PM by Tofu
be warned, user is known affectionately as The Sneakiest BastardWell, well, well, what's going on here?
-A very large man in shining silver plate appears-
A disturbance of the peace? Not on my watch!
edited 4th May '10 4:59:34 AM by Chabal2
A young magician sees the young girl and notes her soft features. "She's quite lovely", he notes to himself.
Opening his spellbook, he recites the incantation for an invisibility spell, and sneaks into town.
INT is knowing a tomato is a fruit. WIS is knowing it doesn't belong in a fruit salad. CHA is convincing people that it does.In his hurry to the magic academy, the magician dropped a rare feather.
"Best to ignore it", he thought. What he did not spot, however, was the crowd near the Academy.
He bumped into the hooded figure, muttering apologies.
INT is knowing a tomato is a fruit. WIS is knowing it doesn't belong in a fruit salad. CHA is convincing people that it does.Wrenchy frowns. She wanted to watch. Aye, well, y'sure 'bout that? Augh, aye.
The younger girl looks up and recieves a pat on the head. Aye, don't you be worryin' naugh. I'm sure nothin's gonnae happen.
However, Wrenchy sees the feather. Aye, what's this? She picks it up and looks at it. Question is, can she tell what it's from?
edited 4th May '10 5:08:04 AM by Tofu
be warned, user is known affectionately as The Sneakiest BastardThe individual you claim has stolen from you. We're quite proud of our "innocent until proven guilty" system here in Tropeshire.
The magician spots Wrenchy holding the feather, and removes his enchantment.
"I can't help but notice you have something important belonging to me", he called. "Can I have it back?"
INT is knowing a tomato is a fruit. WIS is knowing it doesn't belong in a fruit salad. CHA is convincing people that it does.

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In the country of Troperland, where knights, dragons, princesses, wizards, and mutton come together, heroes will rise, villains will fall, and the cauldron of story will bubble over.
-walks out into the town square of the capital city of Tropeshire- What a great day. -unsheaths sword- Time for adventure.
You gotta believe me when I scare you away, all that I wish for is that you would stay