Suddenly, a multitude of cards appear in Kaetar's hands, and as she sets them down on the desk, they grow into full-sized textbooks. "While we were traveling, I made sure that Iolth did not neglect his scholarly studies. I composed these syllabi myself, and the one Iolth was reading previously. I have this knowledge because I was a ghaele azata before I was felled in combat, and I have visited many planes as a result. As for dating," Kaetar says, and then she transforms into about a thirty-five year old stern woman in a pin-striped suit. "I can change my form to a certain degree. Most of the facility wouldn't even know about our relationship."
After Tyrrin left, Ori looked over at Salis, smiling. "There's an entire section in the library on words of power. I've been looking forward to studying it actually. Perhaps we can study it together. But in the meantime, you are going to need to hurry as well or you'll be late to your first class."
She helped him gather his papers and kissed him passionately before effectively shooing him out the door.
"Ah yes I do have a class to teach. Thank you for the reminder. I have quite the lecture today for class. It's a shame I don't have more time for this class." He sighed before throwing his satchel over his shoulder and stepping in to the hall. "See you for lunch." He told Ori before starting his way to class.
Mel was talking to Tybs when Vicky and Artie approached offering help.
She looks over, Huh? when did you guys get here? and who's the metal man?
she shakes her head, don't worry about that. I wish I could explain, its a little complicated really. and its something tybs should say, its not my place
Male Human (half forged) 11 invincable iron man/11 generator
"Metal man? You don't even recognize me? and here I thought we were close" he makes a snapping motion with his right hand, but the metal on metal fails to make a snapping sound
Reapling (scout form) rogue, black blooded oracle, gestalt lvl 16
Vickory looks at the guy in power armor, as he comes up behind her, and with zero recognition. She then looks at Tybs, patiently waiting for him to speak.
Tybalt curls in a little more with the introduction of all the new people.
"Thank you for asking. But it's not really something that can be fixed... I just need a little time...."
He looks around the room, clutching his body tightly, looking uncomfortable.
"Do we have a blanket? I really want a blanket..."
With Tybs a blanket works just as well as a normal person. Just so long as it doesn't produce heat. It will still keep the cold he generates insulated. See, a blanket only wouldn't work if he produced heat. But, because he does the opposite, and doesn't have a limit to how cold is comfortable, a blanket would work almost better than a normal person. Sorry. Meant to address that earlier.
Cindra blushes and avoids the young firebird's eyes when he starts flirting. To her credit she only giggles once and stifles any other show of amusement when he is tripped, and gives Serrin a disapproving look out of the corner of her eye. She does not respond directly to him at any point.
When the explosion happens in the headmaster's waiting room, (which they are close to if not right in front of) she flinches, then starts helping the professor gather his scattered papers.
Male Human (half forged) 11 invincable iron man/11 generator
"I can probably go get you one, would it's primary purpose be for something to cling to or insulation, because if you want to be colder, I have a reverse induction reactor... Er cold lazer beams"
Mel looks to the others in the room then back to Tybs a bit sympathetically.
She goes over to Vic and Arthur, whispering so Tybs cannot hear
Tybs is having a bit of a real emotional breakdown. he feels like the one person he cares the most about has rejected him. Now i am pretty sure it really isn't like that, but still it is really difficult.
looking to Arthur, for once can you drop the science and be human. please. she is not looking angry, more like she would like to see Arthur's more caring and sympathetic side.
Mel looks to Arthur about the racist comment. she looks a little angered at the comment are you human? I believe the answer is yes, the only one in here by the way. all I have asked you to do was stop being scientific for a change and try looking at this situation a little more humanely.
Mel get as close as she can, Tybs? I really sure Dave didn't do what he did to actually hurt ya. I think he just needed a little more space. but he will come back to you. You are the best thing that has happened to him since coming here, it will take time but he will eventually realize that.
placing a hand on him trying to comfort him. we can't ever give up on our friends, I won't give up on you, and you won't give up on Dave. Dave has gone through a lot, he needs time to sort it all out. but knowing that you will be there, ready to receive him when he is ready, just might be the most important thing to him, you are the light at the end of his dark tunnel. So you stay lit for him.
Mel takes a seat on the icy floor next to the bed.
Ya know tybs, I don't know how many times I dreamed of having someone there for me, like you are for Dave, I guess I'm a little jealous of that. Please don't shut us out.
"One, the number of explosions, earthquakes, fires, demonic invasions, riots, techno-zombie attacks, and Hunters this school has dealt with pretty much makes it impervious to a little proto-matter explosion. Two, we encourage safe exploration of a students abilities and control. You'll have plenty of opportunity for that later. Three, as long as you do not deliberately harm a fellow student, detention for seeing what you can do is pretty uncommon."
"Hello, Miss Kaetar. I will need proof that you are well versed in the...
Ryo:
Given that he threatened to fire Vare over dating a student I'd say it's more than slightly discouraged...I think the most she could be is a teacher's aide kind of arrangement.
"Oh, thank you, miss," the gnomish engineering professor says, peering at Cindra through his thick spectacles that make his eyes look comically huge. "I simply wasn't expecting the office to blow up just then...really more the sort of thing you expect in the alchemy classroom or the cafeteria, you know? Be a dear and hand those to the secretary please? I have to hurry or I'll be late to teach my first class of the day," he said, affably, handing the disorganized stack of papers to Cindra and hurrying off.
Male Human (half forged) 11 invincable iron man/11 generator
i looked on your sheet and I'm not seeing how cold doesn't affect you, that said you might not know how cold the room is and just teleported in"Carl I do wish you would stop doing that, I'm kinda in the middle of something"
As Carl it's the cold you can see it affect him, but he seems to heal the Damage just as fast, then his body shimmers over with Iron and he's incased in his space mining suit, blocking out the cold.
"I know lad, just looking for ya, bit chilly in here, but no as cold as space like"
He clanks up to them looking down at the cold cat.
"Is he hurt?"
Carl is a miner who works in space, his built in iron skin ability works as his space suit. He dis take DMG coming in but he's got a really high healing factor
Male Human (half forged) 11 invincable iron man/11 generator
which means painful but not damaging, you wouldn't be comfortable I wouldn't thinkArthur raises one eye at Carl's reaction to the cold, not that it can be seen under his suit, but doesn't say anything, knowing his pride "emotional probs," he whispers "unrequited romance, lotsa drama"
Its his work, the Iron skin is modded so he can work in the just above absolute zero Vacuum of space. He's used to it, but he's slow, 10'r move and clanking around. seeing as he's now 10x the weight he was.
whispers: "O, wee cats got a broken heart then, ya think beer will help the kitty, helps us dwarfs, by the way sum imp ive been told made me into a lass, so this time am ready for the (#^(##0er"
Renkai feels the wind tearing across his exposed face... He ties a square of cloth across the tender flesh, but it is so unlike his pale smooth ivory that has been his constant companion for so long.
The street is empty, market stalls vacant of peoples, but wares of all shapes, sizes, and purposes lay where their missing owners had lain them on display. Shining white bowls lay upturned in the dust, and coated with weeks worth of grime.
Renkai grips the black, sweat stained hilt of his long sword, advancing with caution down the road. He unconsciously stays in the shadows and nearby cover, but his ability to hide in any condition and with the magically muted steps aren't there. What once would have been the ability to stand upon someone's front step and be unnoticed, is now only the cautious creep of a common thief...
The dead town is barren and soulless... A superb comparison to how he feels... He has abandoned his school and had his valued mask stripped away by that black clothed specter.
Image Male Human (Paragon) Gestalt Monk 14 / Fighter (Unarmed) 7 / Elemental Fist 5 / Enlightened Scholar 2 / [CLASSIFIED] 6 (^-^); Champion of Courage
Vai Sunwake wrote:
"Well, -smack- she was friends with the -mph- Conjuration teacher. Maybe she /is/ -nom- a planar wanderer."Vai replies, obviously paying no attention to decorum at the moment as she devours her plates at a record rate all the while trying to keep the conversation going - conscious that classes will start soon. Dragons care not if their motuh is full when speaking!"But -chomp-, you're right, we shouldn't -crunch- just assume things."
Male Human Gestalt: Binder 16, Wizard (Enchanter) 6
Treisdan's eyes slide open slowly... His head turns and surveys his room... Seeing the smooth, empty floor space devoid of the circles for the summoning of the vestiges.
He smiles softly and rises to his feet, planning on heading for the cafeteria.
Anyone who wants to can stop me and talk if you like
Male Human Gestalt: Binder 16, Wizard (Enchanter) 6
Treisdan sees the diminutive creature, but fails to give significance to the scintillating pattern upon its back, because of the interference of its wings and its size.
He thumps his lengthy staff upon the floor with every step, more out of habit rather than the actual need for the magical aide, he still feels the weakness of his magic and the schism within his soul, but is glad to be rid of the foul nature of himself.
Having left the boy and his angel 'friend' at the Headmaster's office, Vare hurried as much as he could, heading towards his classroom to finish preparations for the morning classes.
Having left the boy and his angel 'friend' at the Headmaster's office, Vare hurried as much as he could, heading towards his classroom to finish preparations for the morning classes.
In the midst of preparing, Vare, depending on his perceptiveness, may notice the immediate appearance of a familiar figure.
Standing where she appears, Anahita walks from the doorway to one of the seats, while saying, "Good morning, Professor. I trust you slept well? Any wild stories in between my departure and only just returning? I thought to surprise you, however, this is your office, if I'm not mistaken." She has a glint of playfulness in her eyes, but that's brief.
Anahita Pose:
She looks identical as before, if he saw in the mundane space, while in the Dreamscape, she is the middle aged version, with all it's glory and blaze, shifting and twisting, as before. At least, this time, not three in one as previously.
Slipping onto a table to sit, she does have a new article of clothing on, some scarf of a dark nectar color, wrapped around her shoulders and neck. Quite fetching, going along with the white cotton desert clothing, with it's embroidery in gold and flames, plus the brief glint of metal around her left hand and fingers.
Feeling the cloth of the scarf, while looking idly around the room she'd been in previously, her eyes peer at the details with ease, before returning to fall upon Vare once more.
Archena jumps at the explosion.
"The f$%& was that?!"
I kinda want Archena to swear a lot, but I personally have trouble writing that. I'll try it, at least....
male goo dragon alchemist 16(spellhammer) / synthesist 16
Kevin stands and stretches, twisting his boneless arms in a spiral behind his neck.
"I'll see you around. Heading to a Sim room. First class today is free period. Got some stuff I want to try."
With that, unless stopped, he goes to a sim room as planned.
Mel get as close as she can, Tybs? I really sure Dave didn't do what he did to actually hurt ya. I think he just needed a little more space. but he will come back to you. You are the best thing that has happened to him since coming here, it will take time but he will eventually realize that.
placing a hand on him trying to comfort him. we can't ever give up on our friends, I won't give up on you, and you won't give up on Dave. Dave has gone through a lot, he needs time to sort it all out. but knowing that you will be there, ready to receive him when he is ready, just might be the most important thing to him, you are the light at the end of his dark tunnel. So you stay lit for him.
Mel takes a seat on the icy floor next to the bed.
Ya know tybs, I don't know how many times I dreamed of having someone there for me, like you are for Dave, I guess I'm a little jealous of that. Please don't shut us out.
I know, Tybs...do you wanna build a snowman?
He switches over and places a paw in Melody's hand, holding it there. He is quiet for a while.
"I just don't know Mel... what if I'm not what's best for him... I want to help him so bad, but I feel like I'm only making it harder for him..."
Skipped cheerfully down the hall, dragging Ignace along with her. Ignace was a bundle of nerves now that she knew going to the nurses office wasn't an option.
"Stop being so silly! Big sis is teaching class today! It can't be that bad with her in charge," she said, trying to encourage Ignace.
Keme just couldn't take it anymore. Somebody needed to step in and help before this poor kid's life turned into an actual circus. A small fox darts out from underneath the desk at the nurses' station and transforms into an exceptionally pretty boy.
"Okay, people, that's enough. Too many trying to help at once, let the poor guy have some peace and quiet. You!" he said, pointing at Vickory. "Fetch a thermal blanket from that cupboard over there, third one from the left and bring it to him, then leave him be. You!" he said, pointing at Arthur, "Go fetch some cookie dough ice cream. Yes, it has to be cookie dough. Treating a broken heart with chocolate ice cream...that's just crazy talk. The rest of you, except her," he said, pointing to Melody, "please exit the room. Rejection sucks. Even more with an audience. I know you want to help, but one at a time, please and thank you."
Tybs:
Not sure if he has his telepathy set to off or not. If not, he hears the following.
::If you ever want to talk about it, I'm available. I know a thing or two about rejection. The girl I liked went to such drastic lengths to get away that she skipped dimensions without even saying goodbye. Nothing says 'stay away from me' like not even being able to be on the same plane.::
Male Shaman(Nature) 6/Green Faith Acolyte 10/Ranger(Spell-Less) 16(Gestalt)
Silinrul had been sitting quietly, watching Asha eat such a massive amount of food. He had seen similar in the wilds, usually from an animal who for whatever reason was unable to have stowed away enough food for winter. Or had been held captive. Poor girl must have been near starved to eat so.
Then the bell rings, and she jumps. He too had never heard such a sound, and so he's claws come out, and he looks around for threats "What in the Abyss was that?!"
Asha shrieks when Silinrul's claws come out and she falls through her chair, realizing as she fell that he wasn't threatening her. But it was too late to stop herself and she ends up resolidifying in just the wrong position...one of the chair legs is going straight through her leg. She screams.
Male Firebird Monk (Master of Many Styles, Martial Artist) 16 // Firebender 8/Earthbender 8
Morrivan wrote:
Morrivan sighed and started nervously twirling her hair. "No, it's...it's kinda stupid. But I guess I have to tell someone sometime. When I found out that night about...about Rodhas and Joneh....I was devastated. I think it was Ginni who brought me to Sadie, but honestly everything was kind of blurry then, so maybe it wasn't. And she had this frozen panicked look when she saw how upset I was. But, to give credit where it's due, she tried. I stayed in her room that night, but it wasn't at all romantic. I just happened to collapse there. And then in the morning...In the morning Vai came asking Sadie to help her with some important mission, and Sadie agreed without so much as a second thought. I don't know if it was because she was relieved to get away or because she's still kinda hung up on Vai. Probably both. I was mad because she didn't even consider how I might feel about it at all, and...we got into a fight and broke up. I...I just can't be the only one who cares about our relationship...and now we don't have one. So...yeah...told you it was stupid."
Ardiente fidgeted slightly at that, a little uncomfortable as Morrivan explained her problems. He had no idea how he wouldn't reacted in a similar situation. Wait what? Sadie and Vai...? Vai was with... hmmm.
"I don't think I'm a very good candidate to decide what is and isn't stupid in this respect, Morrivan. I grew up on the Sun after all, and alot of the time there relationships were more about breeding than anything else, for all the romantic stories that are told. But I do know that if your feelings were legitimate then they aren't stupid."Ardiente says seriously, glancing at Raelle and squeezing her a little tighter around the shoulder."Heh, you should've seen how confused I was at the idea of two girls getting together when I first got here. Totally didn't get it."he adds with a vague wave of his hand.
Repp cursed just as the bell rang, though spoke up so that he could be heard through the door."I need someone to help me find a friend who's gone missing. The arrows led me here."He replies, not really caring overmuch for going to class at the moment.
Inside the magical world of Agartha is a school. A very special school for teaching gifted youngsters to control their abilities. Another school year has just begun and things are as always interesting, chaotic, and occasionally out of control...
Still trying to figure out an actual race for Marra but I'm here! I'm leaning a bit more towards my combined Warforged/Earth Elemental type being idea unless anyone has some other cool suggestion. and if taht does not work i'm cool with being an Oread. Otherwise I also need some help with a class I suppose since nothing really seems to fit the style I want with Marra.
Don't worry about them then. Make up a race. Forget class levels and make stuff up as you go along(Ryo was a Seer and a Cardcaster, neither of which had classes at the time, though Oracle could fit now. I'm still not going to stat him out yet!).
Still trying to figure out an actual race for Marra but I'm here! I'm leaning a bit more towards my combined Warforged/Earth Elemental type being idea unless anyone has some other cool suggestion. and if taht does not work i'm cool with being an Oread. Otherwise I also need some help with a class I suppose since nothing really seems to fit the style I want with Marra.
If you go for warforged be prepared to fend off tinkering attempts. ^.^
(Don't let that discourage you...more o a friendly heads up.) :D
As for the class thing....I ended up using a mish mash. I went with monk as the base cause that had most of the right feel, but pared off some monk abilities and added in the rock stuff as spell-like abilities. The spell transmute rock to mud and vice versa and the psionic powers involving telekinesis make a good base to give you some idea of what you could expect to be transforming/ tossing around at what level. I don't think per day limits are really fitting with the earthbender theme, so don't worry about that.
Don't worry about them then. Make up a race. Forget class levels and make stuff up as you go along(Ryo was a Seer and a Cardcaster, neither of which had classes at the time, though Oracle could fit now. I'm still not going to stat him out yet!).
And yes, this. Don't sweat the details. It's important to give yourself limits, but don't get too hung up about it.
Still trying to figure out an actual race for Marra but I'm here! I'm leaning a bit more towards my combined Warforged/Earth Elemental type being idea unless anyone has some other cool suggestion. and if taht does not work i'm cool with being an Oread. Otherwise I also need some help with a class I suppose since nothing really seems to fit the style I want with Marra.
If you go for warforged be prepared to fend off tinkering attempts. ^.^
(Don't let that discourage you...more o a friendly heads up.) :D
As for the class thing....I ended up using a mish mash. I went with monk as the base cause that had most of the right feel, but pared off some monk abilities and added in the rock stuff as spell-like abilities. The spell transmute rock to mud and vice versa and the psionic powers involving telekinesis make a good base to give you some idea of what you could expect to be transforming/ tossing around at what level. I don't think per day limits are really fitting with the earthbender theme, so don't worry about that.
The reason I said Warforged was more because I intended her to be a sort of metal on the outside, rock on the inside type of creature and Warforged are the best thing I could think of that are sentient hehe people can TRY tinkering with her, they just best be prepared for a paunch to the face xD!
As for the class stuff that actually sounds pretty good, not exactly sure how far I'll be able to go with it at whatever level i'm allowed to be but if anything I'll probably be told no if I try something waaaaay out of my power league xD and just fix it(or perhaps fail spectacularly which could end up being far more fun hehe)
For Krays I was thinking I don;t even really need to take True Necro levels, as the "feel" is pretty well covered by the oracle mystery and the undead bloodline from sorceror. I'm still gonna choose some feats and spells from Libris Mortis...that stuff is full of flavorful win.
The reason I said Warforged was more because I intended her to be a sort of metal on the outside, rock on the inside type of creature and Warforged are the best thing I could think of that are sentient hehe people can TRY tinkering with her, they just best be prepared for a paunch to the face xD!
As for the class stuff that actually sounds pretty good, not exactly sure how far I'll be able to go with it at whatever level i'm allowed to be but if anything I'll probably be told no if I try something waaaaay out of my power league xD and just fix it(or perhaps fail spectacularly which could end up being far more fun hehe)
If you have access to the Advanced Bestiary from Green Ronin, you should check out the metal-clad template. You could apply that to an Oread and get what you're looking for with that possibly...
[EDIT:] Good News - someone over at the Pathfinder OGC site has actually converted the template. Check it out here for some possible inspiration. :)
If you have access to the Advanced Bestiary from Green Ronin, you should check out the metal-clad template. You could apply that to an Oread and get what you're looking for with that possibly...
[EDIT:] Good News - someone over at the Pathfinder OGC site has actually converted the template. Check it out here for some possible inspiration. :)
Awesome :D I think I'll do as you mentioned and go Ionclad Oread but I'm just gonna call it a Ironbound which shall be her last name and race. ^_^
Nasima sort of ducks, chagrined, and immediately stops waving her hand and slowly pulls it back down to her side. She doesn't move anything except her eyes, which slowly scan back and forth to see if anyone spotted her faux pas. She gives a tight and embarrassed little smile as her cheeks flush.
Nasima sort of ducks, chagrined, and immediately stops waving her hand and slowly pulls it back down to her side. She doesn't move anything except her eyes, which slowly scan back and forth to see if anyone spotted her faux pas. She gives a tight and embarrassed little smile as her cheeks flush from embarrassment.
Thunder can be heard in the distance.
The kobold glances towards the sound, and looks similarly abashed. He coughs. "Well, I suppose you're entitled to a little frivolity. Go on, wave and bounce as much as you like."
'Sima's eyes go wide at the sound of thunder, especially since it's a gloriously sunny day outside. Oh no, not now, not HIM, not on the first day!
"hnnnnn...haaaaaaaa...hnnnnn...hhhaaaaaa" The teen closes her eyes and tucks her legs up into lotus position and begins breathing deeply in an effort to regain calm. If that was just some weather-kid or something pranking his friends I am gonna be SO embarrassed...
ok...giving it more thought...
I'm thinking something more like a mix between a summoner a sorc and an oracle...
mystery and bloodline abilities from bone oracle and undead sorc, spells from both sources, and undead summon SLAs and a beefed up undead pet...
Kinda like a necromancer from EQ2...
is this over the top?
EDIT: How do we do gear?
If the story is we're gifted youngsters that are mechanicly teens level in power, it'd make sense to not have much gear...
'Sima's eyes go wide at the sound of thunder, especially since it's a gloriously sunny day outside. Oh no, not now, not HIM, not on the first day!
"hnnnnn...haaaaaaaa...hnnnnn...hhhaaaaaa" The teen closes her eyes and tucks her legs up into lotus position and begins breathing deeply in an effort to regain calm. If that was just some weather-kid or something pranking his friends I am gonna be SO embarrassed...
"I find that the cafeteria is a better place to meditate. There's this one spot nobody sits in cause Jimmy rigged the ventilation system for a prank and now nobody can fix it...well, they made the stink go away, but it still blows cold air right there....anyways, that's where I go when I need some alone time. So, you know, if you..uh, need to use it sometimes...that's uh, okay with me," she finished, suddenly staring at her feet and wishing she could just stop talking.
I'm thinking something more like a mix between a summoner a sorc and an oracle...
mystery and bloodline abilities from bone oracle and undead sorc, spells from both sources, and undead summon SLAs and a beefed up undead pet...
Kinda like a necromancer from EQ2...
is this over the top?
EDIT: How do we do gear?
If the story is we're gifted youngsters that are mechanicly teens level in power, it'd make sense to not have much gear...
Let's see...how do we do gear? Ummm.....mostly we make stuff up. Seriously if there's something you need for your character concept then you have it, within reason, use your good judgement. But don't worry about being tricked out. You are in a school after all. :)
As for over the top....that's what this game is for. :)
Give yourself reasonable limits, but cool factor always wins here.
Marra lets out a sigh as she opens her eyes to look at the others in the general area, she had been getting a bit of rest after working out earlier but the talking was far to frequent now for her to stay asleep. "Whats going on?" She asks as she pulls herself to her feet as she casts an annoyed look upon any in the area.
Nasima's eyes snap open. "Oh I wasn't...er..." well maybe i was meditating, good a word as any I guess that's a kind of 'deep thinking' or something i think right? "I don't wanna take your spot, I mean, that'ssuperniceofyou! Thank you! But...well if it's yours...uh...I'm Nasima by the way." Not knowing what else to do, and feeling completely stupid the whole while, 'Sima extends her hand. Shadows move on her chestnut skin like clouds over mountains, part of why she always wears sneakers, socks, pants, long-sleeve mock turtlenecks with arm warmers underneath to help cover her hands, and has her cloud-white hair in her face. Unfortunately her lineage means that various winds are constantly blowing her hair all over the place, but she can mostly keep it in her face if she concentrates.
"I'm from the Air plane." She winces. oh and that didn't sound moronic at all "I mean, not AN airplane, but the Plane of Air. Sort of an intersection of it really, but, uh, but where are you from?"
It's a common occurrence, entering an IC conversation while on the Discussion Thread. I personally don't see it as a problem, since it gives people eager to roleplay a chance to do so, without pressuring others to finish quickly.
Vakkler watches the exchange from a distance. "I aught to demand a raise..." he mutters.
It's a common occurrence, entering an IC conversation while on the Discussion Thread. I personally don't see it as a problem, since it gives people eager to roleplay a chance to do so, without pressuring others to finish quickly.
Vakkler watches the exchange from a distance. "I aught to demand a raise..." he mutters.
It's not that. Ephebe's difficulty making friend is a bit of a plot point. Realized I needed to save this bit for the start of the game.:)
It's a common occurrence, entering an IC conversation while on the Discussion Thread. I personally don't see it as a problem, since it gives people eager to roleplay a chance to do so, without pressuring others to finish quickly.
Vakkler watches the exchange from a distance. "I aught to demand a raise..." he mutters.
It's not that. Ephebe's difficulty making friend is a bit of a plot point. Realized I needed to save this bit for the s[art of the game.:)
Vakkler, we have a request from someone wishing to play a janitor. You okay with going more the gamekeeper/teacher route? Don't want to step on your toes with concept. I gave a tentative okay, but I can try to steer things another direction if you object.
Vakkler, we have a request from someone wishing to play a janitor. You okay with going more the gamekeeper/teacher route? Don't want to step on your toes with concept. I gave a tentative okay, but I can try to steer things another direction if you object.
That's fine. I actually preferred Vakkler be a gamekeeper than a janitor.
Vakkler, we have a request from someone wishing to play a janitor. You okay with going more the gamekeeper/teacher route? Don't want to step on your toes with concept. I gave a tentative okay, but I can try to steer things another direction if you object.
That's fine. I actually preferred Vakkler be a gamekeeper than a janitor.
Cool. I just wanted to make sure. Then I will tell the other potential new person that their concept is solid. :)
And that, sister dear, is where you would be wrong! The succubus I got rid of was not a student! I was simply stating that Uncle seems to just let all kinds of megalomaniacs into the school!
I know, ironic as it may be, that it is not that boring here!
Yes, Tare, but I didn't say she was a student. I was simply commenting on the fact that over the years I think one or the other of us has picked a fight with practically everything at one time or another. And admit it, you love how not boring it is here. :)
A grey-robed kobold walks in, looking down at his papers...he is followed by a slightly larger individual, wearing a hooded cloak, packed to the hilt like a mule. He mumbles to himself with a confused look on his face...then notices others around him. He strightens up a bit, clears his throat, then...
Draconic Umm...excuse me. Does anyone know where the dorms are?
