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Thread: Dungeons and Dragons (DnD) 3.5, anyone? : Campaign, Go!

Ber'nia looked around at the scraggily terrain. She was used to this, in fact she was used to worse. Back home in Elsweyr there were real desserts. Still, the sand was irritating and it got in her fur and armor making things very uncomfortable. The bright red armbands on her wrists had gotten scuffed with dirt at some point, and the blue mythril headband on her ears seemed dimmer, somehow. Her once shining armor trimmed in gold was dull and gritty and dusty. She needed to clean it, she needed a bath, she needed to not be walking in mid day in the desert. She pulled her compass up from the string it was hanging on her pack and checked it. I just need to keep going south west. I should reach Daggerfall... sometime. Ber'nia put her compass back and started heading south. Her ears flopped down as if to shade herself from the sun but it was mostly because she was tired of walking. Her armor clanked occasionally and she wondered for the umpteenth time why was walking cross country in it. She adjusted her headband, twitching her nose as some sand got into it. She sneezed and then resumed her walk across the dull boring landscape.
Thread: Dungeons and Dragons (DnD) 3.5, anyone? : Campaign, Go!

explodingiggy said Balmung sighs softly, stretching a bit. He enters the town, wondering if anyone would need his assistance. Gather Information roll, 16 Click to expand... DM Balmung comes accross a young man? dressed in priestly looking robes, ornamented with long green, rune-looking lines and trimmed with gold thread. It appears easy to move in, despite its obvious amount of useless decoration. The young man? is blonde with a deep tan, probably from the desert sun. He? has a pair of golden stud earrings and bears the mark of a Dibellan Bishop. You cannot actually discern his? gender, for whatever reason. Strangely, he wears a pair of manacles on his wrists, with no chain between them. His? haversack over his slumped shoulder, he appears greatly distressed.
Thread: Dungeons and Dragons (DnD) 3.5, anyone? : Campaign, Go!

Lios was worried. He was supposed to meet someone here, or so he was told. Then, he was to escort the... bunny accross the desert, to Daggerfall. Not that he understood in the slightest. There was a person to meet, so maybe they had the bunny? Oh, bother, Lios sighed. How am I to complete my duties when I don't even know what they are? A person? A bunny? Maybe a bunny person? Mother, why couldn't you stop to explain?
Thread: Dungeons and Dragons (DnD) 3.5, anyone? : Campaign, Go!

Ghaigido said explodingiggy said Balmung sighs softly, stretching a bit. He enters the town, wondering if anyone would need his assistance. Gather Information roll, 16 Click to expand... DM Balmung comes accross a young man? dressed in priestly looking robes, ornamented with long green, rune-looking lines and trimmed with gold thread. It appears easy to move in, despite its obvious amount of useless decoration. The young man? is blonde with a deep tan, probably from the desert sun. He? has a pair of golden stud earrings and bears the mark of a Dibellan Bishop. You cannot actually discern his? gender, for whatever reason. Strangely, he wears a pair of manacles on his wrists, with no chain between them. His? haversack over his slumped shoulder, he appears greatly distressed. Click to expand... E-excuse me He stepped toward the priest or priestess calmly and well composed. Is there anything going around in this village? Anything Distressing? He continues, smiling softly. If not, could you by chance direct me to the nearest inn? I've been traveling for quite some time, so I'd like a place to stay for the night. His armor was slightly dirtied, but nothing out of the ordinary. His swords, however, were kept remarkably clean, as if he cared for them repeatedly to make sure they were kept in the best conditions.
Thread: Dungeons and Dragons (DnD) 3.5, anyone? : Campaign, Go!

Paul walks up to Lios from behind and taps him on the shoulder, his wolf Volmar at his side.
Thread: Dungeons and Dragons (DnD) 3.5, anyone? : Campaign, Go!

Ber'nia saw the town off in the distance and almost danced for joy. She would be there in about fifteen minutes and she couldn't be happier. Supposedly someone was going to meet her there to help her toward Daggerfall. She wondered what what this person would be like, or if they would leave immediately. Ber'nia felt like she wanted to find a nice tavern, hopefully one that had heard of a salad, and get herself clean before she had to move on. As she neared the city gates she straightened up, perking her ears up and standing to her full height. She walked in looking not like the road weary and dirty traveler she had a moment earlier but the knight and official representative of her tribe's leadership... or so she hoped. Now what did they look like again... was it gold robes and green trim, green robes and gold trim... no trim... I forgot. Blast that woman how come she could not give good description?
Thread: Dungeons and Dragons (DnD) 3.5, anyone? : Campaign, Go!

Sorry I'm late. Someone took... issue with Volmar. I haven't been too long, have I? Paul asks Lios, his dark grey robes matching his Monk's Outfit. His pure white staff with green runes stands out though, and the ring on his right ring finger is a dull blue.
Thread: Dungeons and Dragons (DnD) 3.5, anyone? : Campaign, Go!

Ah! Lios startled. He had been so deep in his thoughts that he hadn't noticed the man come up. As it was only polite, Lios stood up straight and looked the man in the eye. Er, yes. Hello, my name is Lios, he said with a slight nod. I was told to wait for someone. A warrior of some sort, with whom I am to escort a... bunny across the desert to Daggerfall. I don't quite understand the intructions, but I suppose I'll find out soon. ... I hope. He told Balmung, uncertainty clear on his face. He wiped it away quickly enough, however. As far as anything else... well, there's only six regular folk's homes, and the Hot Foot Tavern. There... hasn't been much going on. At all. He turned back to Paul, next. No, not at all. ... Nothing's changed, really, Lios claimed dissapointedly.
Thread: Dungeons and Dragons (DnD) 3.5, anyone? : Campaign, Go!

I suppose warrior fits well enough, even if they refer to owning Volmar more than of myself... I'm Paul Harris. Lios Fi'al, right? he asks.
Thread: Dungeons and Dragons (DnD) 3.5, anyone? : Campaign, Go!

He smiled a bit more at the notion. I'm glad. Sometimes a quiet town is the best kind. Perhaps I'll stick around? If you don't mind, that is. Traveling alone is a bit sad, don't you think? He asked as he pulled out two apples, and then a third as he saw the newcomer. Want one? They're really good. I might have some meat for... Volmar, was it? He offered his rations without hesitation, rummaging through his bag a bit.
Thread: Dungeons and Dragons (DnD) 3.5, anyone? : Campaign, Go!

explodingiggy said He smiled a bit more at the notion. I'm glad. Sometimes a quiet town is the best kind. Perhaps I'll stick around? If you don't mind, that is. Traveling alone is a bit sad, don't you think? He asked as he pulled out two apples, and then a third as he saw the newcomer. Want one? They're really good. I might have some meat for... Volmar, was it? He offered his rations without hesitation, rummaging through his bag a bit. Click to expand... Ah, that's right! Lios said happily. The more, the merrier! Taking the apple and sticking it in his haversack for later, Lios started walking toward the gates. He grabbed and started pulling Paul and Balmung by the hands, despite not even knowing the latter's name. C'mon! If you're here, maybe the bunny is coming soon too!
Thread: Dungeons and Dragons (DnD) 3.5, anyone? : Campaign, Go!

DM Everyone, make listen checks
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Listen Check- 18
Thread: Dungeons and Dragons (DnD) 3.5, anyone? : Campaign, Go!

Ber'nia was just inside the gates and still absolutely confused as to where she was supposed to be. Her ears were still perked up and twitching around trying to catch some talk that might clue her in as to anyone recognizing her. So far all she was getting was stares from one of the city guard. She figured it was worth a shot. Umm, excuse me sir. I am looking for a... a Lias, no that's not right. Lios... yes that sounds right. A Lios Fi'al. Would you be so kind as to tell me where I might find him? Ber'nia looked at the guard with wide hopeful eyes, knowing that might get him to actually help her. Edit Listen check24. And you thought the ears were for show.
Thread: Dungeons and Dragons (DnD) 3.5, anyone? : Campaign, Go!

Thank you for the offer, but I have plenty. Volmar wouldn't mind the treat, but it would better, with a look at the begging wolf, who looks innocently back, If he got used to the concert of conserving. Deserts can be tricky to survive in. Besides, Paul lifts the backpack with a sack tied to it behind him, He's got plenty of food if he messes up hunting in here. Paul turns toward Lios. Where did you hear about a warrior, anyway? I'm looking for someone as well, but I had an... unusual source. Concept, not concert.
Thread: Dungeons and Dragons (DnD) 3.5, anyone? : Campaign, Go!

Listen 29
Thread: Dungeons and Dragons (DnD) 3.5, anyone? : Campaign, Go!

DM Everyone hears a clanging from the north. Like... many pieces of metal slapping against each other, over and over. The sounds overlap, and from your experiences you know it could really only be one thing a large group in Armor.
Thread: Dungeons and Dragons (DnD) 3.5, anyone? : Campaign, Go!

Paul turns toward the noise, while gesturing to Volmar, who tries to fade into shadows Hide 18 I hope that's just the Legion coming in from patrol, but it's early.
Thread: Dungeons and Dragons (DnD) 3.5, anyone? : Campaign, Go!

XavierZeherisHarper said Paul turns toward the noise, while gesturing to Volmar, who tries to fade into shadows Hide 18 I hope that's just the Legion coming in from patrol, but it's early. Click to expand... DM Sun is too bright, and still too high in the sky. Hide check Failed.
Thread: Dungeons and Dragons (DnD) 3.5, anyone? : Campaign, Go!

Balmung prepares for the worst and immediately steps in front of his newfound companions. This could be trouble.. Stay behind me, alright? He turns his head lightly for his request, heading cautiously toward the sound, and seeing the rabbit girl on the way. The people you are looking for are close behind me. You're looking for Lios, right?
Thread: Dungeons and Dragons (DnD) 3.5, anyone? : Campaign, Go!

Ber'nia turns toward the direction of the sound and ponders for a moment. While she does need to meet her escort, whomever that is, this could be a problem. After a moment's hesitation she heads off in the direction of the sounds. She runs off, bounding at an incredibly fast speed despite her armor. In fact while she is moving a gem placed in the tracery of her plate glows slightly, giving off a soft red sparkle as she dashes toward the noise. Full run at X4 speed. Base land speed of 45 feet, how soon do I get there?
Thread: Dungeons and Dragons (DnD) 3.5, anyone? : Campaign, Go!

Micbunny said Ber'nia turns toward the direction of the sound and ponders for a moment. While she does need to meet her escort, whomever that is, this could be a problem. After a moment's hesitation she heads off in the direction of the sounds. She runs off, bounding at an incredibly fast speed despite her armor. In fact while she is moving a gem placed in the tracery of her plate glows slightly, giving off a soft red sparkle as she dashes toward the noise. Full run at X4 speed. Base land speed of 45 feet, how soon do I get there? Click to expand... DM 2 Minutes, then make a spot check.
Thread: Dungeons and Dragons (DnD) 3.5, anyone? : Campaign, Go!

He follows the notion, though is much slower. Base land speed 30, but running is 60. so roughly eight minutes. Spot check of 14
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She seemed to be rather shy. Or nervous. He wasn't sure as he was already uncomfortable from his own ideas that ran through his head and he had always had that social anxiety. It popped up in only two places When he was in a group he didn't know well, and when he was around people he had intentions about. Even though she wasn't as small as she could be, she wasn't exactly a group. As he got her response, his heart continued to race. She actually agreed to it! He felt like he was already pulling Lisa back into his life and all those old emotions came flooding back. It was like they had broken up and were back together once more! He was just feeling a little resentful that she had put on some weight. As he looked at her again, he corrected himself. This isn't Lisa. It was a fresh start to a potential relationship and he needed to keep that straight. Still, her resemblance was nearly spot on, but as if she had let herself go a little bit. Awesome. His voice didn't display any hint of just how excited he was now. Unless they've got you on some crazy schedule, the rest of the girls get out at 6. Same time as me. We can go out then. His offer was sincere. Or just have dinner since it'll be the right time. And now he instantly bit his tongue, unable to believe he had offered that. Women always seemed to think that going to dinner was instantly crossing some line that lunch or coffee didn't. And here he was with one foot well past that red line. I mean, it's no big deal either way. Good one. He felt like he covered that smoothly, making it rather dismissive as if he didn't care. It was up to her if she wanted that. It was her that would want to have dinner with him, not the other way around. He just let her have that option, because he was that confident. He was standing up straight now. He had heard that it was best to keep these time of things short. Then again, he heard somewhere that there was a golden rule about dating Make plans for 24 to 72 hours from now. No sooner, no later. But it was all dating advice crap from weird guys that always talked about yet another woman they were able to 'close'. With a kiss, with a number, with sex. It was all so odd to him, but at the same time he felt odd about breaking a rule somewhere. Either way, he wasn't as nervous and he held himself up as more confident than he felt already.
Thread: Intra-Office Relations

He seemed to be in good agreement with the fact she herself agreed. It didn't seem like a big deal and when she glanced back at Christine, the woman was no longer paying attention to them, having gone back to work. Oh, Lila hoped that she wasn't making a bad decision in judgment by agreeing to go out with him for coffee to chat and get to know each other It was totally harmless, right? Just two coworkers sharing in coffee and wanting to know more of each other. Friends. Friends were completely harmless. Even if those friends were guys. It's not like she thought it was impossible for a man and a woman to be friends. She just...never had that. Guys never did really approach her because of her size. She was a good size ten but these days it seemed men wanted their women a certain way, a certain way she simply was not. It all went back to what her mother would usually say that she had a beautiful personality but wasn't very easy on the eyes. Suffice to say, it kind of hindered her confidence and made her stay away from men altogether so never to put herself out there or be embarrassed. So why she had agreed to this with him, she really had no idea but kept telling herself it had to just be harmless and purely innocent. That it wouldn't hurt. Besides, it was always good to meet new people and despite her shy demeanor, she did like to meet new people. She wasn't an introvert or recluse. Yeah, I get out at 6. Christine's assured me. She laughed slightly, earning a smile from Christine as Lila glanced back at her before looking back at him. D-Dinner? She heard Christine clear her throat as if coincidentally and her cheeks heated just a little bit, she looking down bashfully at her hands in her lap, fingers knotting together repeatedly. Like a nervous habit. She glanced back to Christine as if for approval but the woman wasn't even looking at her or paying attention anymore. Lila was beginning to resent that but it didn't show on her face. Biting her lower lip again out of mild nervousness, she looked back up at him, shrugging slightly. I mean it makes sense. I'm sure I'll be hungry by then. By then? What are you talking about, you cow? You're always hungry. Oh, that was an embarrassing point her subconscious made, making her fear a little bit that perhaps he noticed the fact she wasn't thin, well not like Christine. Lila envied the woman. She was gorgeous and thin, something Lila knew she'd never be. In that moment, just to smite her subconscious and not come off as some repulsive larger woman in front of this man--whether he became a friend, for or something more--she didn't want to eat around him. That had to be a first. To be that self-conscious. Actually coffee would just be fine. Her appetite might have just vanished right there with her own insecurity and nervousness. If that's okay with you?
Thread: Intra-Office Relations

She seemed nervous. He started to wonder if it was him, but how could she be so nervous with him? They had agreed to be friends after it was all over. It wasn't like he... He stopped himself yet again. His thoughts about Lisa were constantly pulling on him and he was trying hard to let it go. Every time he looked up at Delilah, he couldn't help but feel so bonded again. It made him feel frustrated that he couldn't just take her hands and look into her eyes. He expected smile and loving gaze that she used to have for him. He wanted to have a sweet conversation, finish dinner, and head back to her place. She always said he had poor taste and didn't like the one visit she made to his apartment. And they could cuddle up together. And she'd start to rub his chest, then his stomach, then lower until finally they were naked and under the covers, deeply consecrating the night's wonderful ending. The thoughts faded and his eyes again saw Delilah before him. His manhood didn't respond as quickly to realizing the reality of the situation and he shifted a little nervously, hoping she wouldn't notice. A silly concern, he figured as the pressure subsided, there was no way she could see it anyway from where she sat. It still made him wonder why people couldn't just toss away the unnecessary formality. Why couldn't they both just be happy with each other tonight enough to act as if they'd be lovers for years? His answer came as she spoke. A salad? Yeah, sure. That'll work. Lisa never ate salads, he thought dully. She sure had no problem hitting those Starbucks and Jamba Juice drinks all day long. A reason she had plumped up after they had gotten together that he resented. She insisted the Jamba Juice was healthy. He still remembered how he showed her the nutritional fact showing otherwise and she yelled at him. The waitress came and went, taking their orders. So, tell me. What do you do for hobbies? Or fun? You know. Tell me about yourself. Delilah's eyes seemed uncertain about watching him and he worked to put on a relaxed gaze. He didn't like thinking she might be unhappy, but it was making him nervous as well. He never was good at picking up women after Lisa. Something about being single made a man lose his confidence.
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He was somewhat regretting asking her about herself. She just kept going on and on. Yeah, you sing when alone. Big surprise. You write? Wow, must really be topping the charts with all those best sellers you put out. It kind of felt like he was talking to some high school girl that thought she was some incredibly talented creature that hadn't come out in the known world. Music? Dancing? Just not enough to do anything serious with it. That's just like you, Lisa. That's pretty cool. he said, acting interested. She sounded terribly drab. Still, it never was her hobbies that interested him. Just like his were mundane to her. Me? He laughed. There's not much to say about me. I'm just a cool guy. He felt like such a liar, but he leaned back and put his hands behind his head like he meant every word. It felt like a stark contrast with her somewhat nervous nature. A moment and he leaned forward again, a smile on his face. Oh, come on. You already know about me. He paused. Her look made him quickly change his tune. I work. He covered quickly. Not much else right? Another pause. Just a few stupid hobbies. Some tennis here. Some video games there. I'll turn a wrench every so often on my car or other people's for a favor or a few bucks. I'm a really interesting guy, but I sound really boring on paper. He felt like he was trying to sell himself to her. Like he was pushing this act. Thankfully the food came and it seemed to break the tension that was vaguely starting to build. As he started to cut up the food on his plate, he looked toward her. He still felt odd that she ordered a salad. If she was trying to lose weight, that wasn't going to be the only change she needed to make. Jamba Juice. He shook his head. You know what I haven't done in a while? Watch a movie. He gave a mild, almost nervous chuckle. It's not much fun sitting at home watching one alone though. He said mildly, his mind not even thinking about her position hearing this. He took a bite.