Whitzz/544K-RP-Datasets huggingface dataset:
Thread: The Player and his Trainer (rskde x Porcelain Bones)

He huffs and puffs as he keeps up with her, glad that they had slowed to a jog now. He gives her a light smile, glad that she believed he is doing well enough. Thank you. He says, just in case she hadn't caught his smile. He bites the bottom of his lip. Almost all of my life, it's a big part of my life back in America. He explains. And I haven't really developed any hobbies, it's always been school, work, soccer. He says as he moves to dodge some people walking on the side walk, at this point he is barely keeping pace as his endorphins have yet to kick in.
Thread: The Player and his Trainer (rskde x Porcelain Bones)

Ashylnn nods at his answer, Well hopefully you'll have more time to pick up some new hobbies in the wonderful Newcastle. She smiled sweetly over at Francisco as he kept running along her side. This wonderful world has a lot to offer and now that you have this chance to travel the world I am sure you'll find something else to fall in love with. Rounding the corner, the two of them made it back to where they began at her studio. Taking in a deep breath, she let it out slowly. There you have it, a little sneak peak into Newcastle. If you want to or need to know where anything specific is, just let me know and I'll help you out! Heading back inside she walked up the stairs and into her studio. Okay, so now we can work on some strength training. Just some more easy, and basic things.
Thread: The Player and his Trainer (rskde x Porcelain Bones)

He nods, finding a hobby shouldn't be too difficult, he sees people do it all the time. Though he wouldn't be into stamp collecting or anything, maybe the party scene in Newcastle had something to offer him. He follows her into her studio, his head bobbing as she speaks. Strength training.. Sounds like a plan. He says, excited to actually find out what his limitations are when it comes to weight lifting, maybe he'd impress her with the amount that he could lift, though he never took any formal strength test before.
Thread: The Player and his Trainer (rskde x Porcelain Bones)

Ashlynn began to stretch out, as her heart rate slowed from the running. She stretched out her arms above her head, in front of her and behind her back, before bending over and touching her toes. Gripping her ankles she took in a deep breath before letting it out slowly, and slowly raising herself back up. After stretching out for a minute she walked over to the hack squat machine . This one's easy, all you do is squat down and back up, She proceeded to do as she said before stepping off the machine and looking over to Francisco. I want you to do it a few times without weights until your comfortable with it then I'll put some weight on there for you. She smiled and moved out of the way, standing in front of the machine a little so she could watch him properly as he did it. Just let me know when you get the hang of it and I'll load it up for you.
Thread: The Player and his Trainer (rskde x Porcelain Bones)

Francisco nods to her, watching her stretch for a moment before scrambling to do the same, stretching out in the same way that she is in order to not pull anything. He watches her example before nodding, walking over to the machine and taking the position before trying it out for himself, giving her a thumbs up to add weight to it.
Thread: Course of Ruin (Xanaphia & Absin)

The Sanctum Draconis stood for nearly three millennia. It withstood several earthquakes, including the devastation of Eramis three decades ago. But yes, lets go with your theory that it just toppled over by itself a month ago. Ava Orlais informed the group turning stern grey eyes towards Thomas. But if you are so convinced there is nothing to this, why are you even here? Shouldnt you have far better things to attend to? Or were you that eager to tell Mistress Halecraft that she is a liar and fraud to her face? Even as she argued with Thomas, her eyes were drawn the man who had just joined them. A man who spoke no words to the group, merely listened in on their conversation. An undead. She knew of them, read volumes and volumes about them. How most archfiends returned to their humanity when they were saved, but a small percentage came backwrong. No, not wrong. That was a meaningless value judgement. Ava had little use for such things. But undead were certainly lacking, teetering on the brink of returning to their monstrous origins. Still, undead had their uses, especially to sorcerers who needed to unload the excess souls they were storing. And if this archfiend was as big as the rumors told, an undead would be highly valuable to the team. Oh Ava, youve read every book in the Alexandrite Library, but you still know nothing, Thomas scowled, words tinged with the humiliation the younger sorcerer hit him it. By now Ill come along solely to see the look on your face when I am proven right, and you are proven wrong. Ava frowned, but she didnt not respond. He hadnt even bothering attacking her argument, because he had no legs to stand upon there. Instead he attacked her lack of experience, a fact she could do nothing about. She could not apologized for her age, nor would she. She brushed back her silvery locks, and turned her gaze back to the new comer. What say you? Do you think there is any truth to the words on the wind? Is there indeed a great archfiend that demolished the tower? Or did thousand year old stones break due to a forceful gale? She settled into her wine as she asked the question, surprised at the audacity she found in herself to pose the question to the man, a stranger and an undead. But if he was going insert himself into the the group, he could join into the conversation.
Thread: Course of Ruin (Xanaphia & Absin)

The man had stayed silent until he was addressed, his eyes going wide as he suddenly realized he was being talked to. His gaze slid to her face, studying her for long moment before he finally spoke. Considering my dear Aunt Trishatla was, and perhaps still is, one of the most powerful of the weaving witches, I sincerely doubt that a mere tornado or hurricane could have so much as scratched the Sanctum Draconis, let alone fell the building He stated, his lips quirking in a wry grin as he continued on The story she told me was that, shortly after the completion of the library, she had errands to run in the Eastern Lands, and returned only after the creature had destroyed her hard work and escaped the Sorcerers meant to safe guard the tower from such threats. I believe that is why she has not left the Castle-pit in Halecroft in some time. It's been quite a while since I actually spoke with her, so I would not know her motivations any better than anyone else currently. The young woman with firey hair spoke up, saying Wait, who in the world are yeh? Did you say 'Aunt'? Mmhmn. Daniel Horatio Carver, the Eighth if you want to be technical. Great great whatever grandson of Jaaskin the Necromancer and descendant of Trishatla. Sadly, I didn't gain any of her magical prowess when I was born so being related to that horrifying woman is about as useful as, say, a woman without breasts He explained, then chuckled at his joke, terrible as it was. Carmina Avali The woman offered her hand for Daniel to shake, which he did Most of m' teammates usually jus' call me Avalon. Daniel's attention turned back to Ava as he asked So you are the one who set out that job to slay the beast? I was not aware that anyone in this day and age even believe it existed, let alone wanted to hun- Hold on a moment. You want us to believe that not only does this thing exist, but you just HAPPEN to be related to Trishatla Berikre Carver? Thomas interjected loudly It's not a matter of me wanting anything. I'm just saying that this thing does exist and that my aunt has no reason to lie... about this So she lies about other things then? Sure, who doesn't? At this point the waitress came back and set a pint of ale and a plate before him, said plate being heaped up with salt beef, roast beef, potatoes, cabbage and other greens. Daniel found his coin purse and dumped a few coins into his hand before dumping those coins into hers. Thank you darlin'. I'll holler if I need anything else He told her before he began to dig into his food, saying between bites If this thing has been alive as long as the story suggests, and that's only assuming it hasn't been killed by another Archfiend or something, then there's a fair chance it is very, very strong
Thread: Course of Ruin (Xanaphia & Absin)

Ava was just as surprised as her companions to the admission of Daniels lineage, including his relation to the Mistress Halecroft. Even the answers seemed to spark more questions about who he was, and why he was what he was. Ava had read hundreds of books on undead, each with their own theories about the hows and the whys some people turned into those when the archfiend was banished from them. Myriad of theories, but nothing concrete, nothing that could be reliably duplicated. But how many of those books had been written by old bearded men within their towers, robes so white to have never been in contact with anything like dust before. Had anyone who had actually spent any time around an undead ever formulated their own theories? She knew then what she needed to do. This man, Daniel, was her key to understanding the undead phenomena. She would study him, spend time with him, and learn his life and his ways. Her postulation would be backed by real experience. So, will you be joining us on the hunt? It goes without saying that you would be highly valuable in this case, Ava asked, watching him over her glass of wine. Watching him eat, the normalcy of the act at odds with the abnormal reality of his situation. Undead feasted upon souls. Hungered for them, almost ravenously at times. And yet, Daniel ate food. Was it for taste? Did it sate the voracious hunger that threaten to send him back into the Archfiend form? Was it just an attempt to pass as human once more? These were questions for another time, however.
Thread: Course of Ruin (Xanaphia & Absin)

Daniel paused in his eating long enough to take a long drink, draining half his glass before he actually answered her question. I do believe I will be. I've heard some rumors that this creature has some kind of artifact that my dear aunt treasured greatly, and she wants it back. Again, assuming it has survived this long without being taken out by something bigger and meaner. Personally, I'm a little surprised we haven't heard any reports of this thing since it destroy the Sanctum. Most Archfiends aren't usually that smart and just break things until someone puts them down or they get far enough away from civilized society that no more reports come in about them. He was an anomaly within an anomaly in that he remained parts of his 'life' as an Archfiend. After the destruction of his team and the death of his lover, he'd essentially lost his damn mind and went on a rampage towards the north until his twin sister had ambushed him and beaten him back so hard that he'd lost stabilization in his form. There was no real goal in mind when he was a monster, in fact he'd only been violent when something was in his way or he saw anything that moved. He had felt his mind calming a little while before he was knocked out, and when he came to he was in his current state. At present, Danielle was busy in Outer Halecroft helping train some new Sorcerers. I assume you have an idea on where this thing is, otherwise you wouldn't be putting together an expedition so early on. I also assume Sir Skeptilot over here is good in a fight and I've heard tell about Carmina Avali, the so called Undying Sorceress. I heard you are prodigious in healing spells as well as anything to do with the Great Dark Indeedy. Ah find that mah friends las' longer if they got someone to heal ther wounds Invaluable I'm certain. Danielle tends to use me as a bit of an offensive meat shield, and bait, so keep that in mind. As an undead, I can take unreasonable amounts of punishment and my armor makes that even more so His attention turned back to Ava as Carmina and Thomas chatted amongst themselves. You look like you want to ask a quesiton, so you might as well ask it while we have some relative peace and quiet He stated, his focus going to his food as he continued to eat, though his ears were all for her.
Thread: Course of Ruin (Xanaphia & Absin)

Question? Ava repeated, swallowing down some nervousness. She continued to watch him eat, watching the way he cut into the food and brought it up to his mouth. It was so strange , in how normal it was. Almost enough to make one forget what he was. Forget that he didnt need to eat. Well, for one thing, Why do you eat food? Does it help with the hunger for souls? Is it to keep up appearances? Do you just like the taste? Does it taste the same as when you were She stopped herself, embarrassed by the torrent of inquiries that spilled from her lips. She took a long drink to finish her wine, to push down the bubbling up anxiety, as well as to give him a chance to address the multitude of queries she directed at him. Im sorry, I know I have so many questions. Ive read so much about your kind, but Ive never actually met one. Story of my life, overall. Like Thomas said, Ive read every book in the Alexandrite Library, but Ive no actual experience in the real world. She sighed, signaling for a refill on her glass. The real world is too large to fit on the pages of a tome. So I am just wise enough to know that I know nothing, in reality. A bunch of memorized facts that lead themselves toI dont even know. The admission made her feel rather vulnerable, turning her fair skin a rather bright shade of scarlet. I think the wine is getting to my head, and affecting my ability to shut my mouth for once. I should be turning in before too long. If this Archfiend is real, and as large as the rumors say, we are going to need whatever advantages we can all upon.
Thread: Course of Ruin (Xanaphia & Absin)

The man busied himself with eating, only tacticly noticing that Carmina and Thomas had gone silent to listen to her ask him questions. He took a swig of his drink. My my, looks like someone is hungering for some crisp, luscious knowledge He said in a somewhat teasing tone, though it wasn't so much mocking as it was just highly amused by her barrage of queries. His attention turned to his food, idly cutting it into smaller pieces as he answered each question in turn While we undead do not need to eat in and of itself, it does afford some benefits. For one, while the soul is gone and the body is empty, certain aspects of it requires fuel. If I do not eat, my blood becomes thick and sludge like, drying up entirely after a point. My skin becomes sallow, and the flesh becomes weak. While not dangerous, or even necessary, it does allow me to blend in. I can choose to walk around like a mummified corpse in armor, or I can have people not recoil in horror at the mere sight of me. I do know some undead that find it amusing to scare people with their appearance, however It does not, however, help with the hunger directly. More so, it gives me something to focus on aside from the emptiness within. Much of my being, now, is different than it was before. I feel pain, and other things, less clearly but taste and smell, are more potent and my sight is much better. In a way, I have gained from the beast that I became, but lost much else to it. I suspect many sorcerers who came back will say very similar things, that their time as an Archfiend gave them some sort of monstrous power The man looked up from his food, casting a sweeping gaze across his companions at the table before his eyes settled on her Interestingly enough, in my mind, you are the very first to actually stay aware that I am no longer human while I eat. Most people seem to forget that I am undead until I mention it, or they see me fight. At least you are wise enough to understand that, while intelligent, you are not particularly smart. Some of the greatest Sorcerers in the world never figure out that being intelligent does not equate to being smart, not always. There is a whole wide world beyond books, and some things nobody writes down He paused in his musings, then finally stated Perhaps it is about time for you all to turn in? I do not need to sleep, so I think I will go on a hunt for any minor archfiends in the forests nearby. You can fill me in more clearly on the details tomorrow
Thread: Course of Ruin (Xanaphia & Absin)

That is probably a good idea, yes, Ava agreed, as Daniel advised sleep. She stood up and straightened out her robe, a little too fresh and clean perhaps. A clear sign that she had not been in the field before. That, combined with Daniels knowledge of her allies had her feeling self-conscious. They were known for things, but she was known for nothing. Wasnt known for anything, that was. I am sure I will have questions for you in the morning, Ava said playfully, fingers just grazing his shoulder as she moved past. She moved towards her room without stopping or slow, eyes facing forward, not even sure what was coming over her. It must be the wine, the nervousness over her first mission. All she could focus on was how her heart was beating a hundred times a minute and how warm her face felt as a flush came over it. Once she was finally behind closed doors she stopped to catch her breath and calm herself. She was being ridiculous. No two ways about it. She needed a distraction, something to calm herself. So she dress in bedclothes, and pulled a book from her things. One of her few fiction books, the one she had read a dozen times. The tale of a warrior and the wizard, how they defeated an evil presence that corrupted the land. How they found love and forgiveness in one another, amidst the blood and the death. She settled into bed and lost herself in a chapter, wondering if she would ever discover a whirlwind romance filled with adventure and excitement. Wasnt that why she left the observatory? To escape the ho-hum life of a researcher? Slipping off into the nether, dreams of passion and exploration consumed her mind. She wasnt quite ready to leave them as the sun came up, but there were things to do and archfiends to hunt, so she forced herself to get up and dressed for the day. She choose armor, tight fitting leather. Fixing her hair into a braid, she was ready to face the day, and whatever it held for her. Making her way to the arranged meeting point. Catch any archfiends last night? Ava teased Daniel, hoping to disperse the tension this morning.
Thread: Course of Ruin (Xanaphia & Absin)

Her question was answered by the presence of a woman with him. A presence that was lacking, a lack she could feel as distinctly as she felt from Daniel. Youyou created an undead? Ava asked, looking over the woman. How? How did you do it? If he tried to protest, or argue for the random nature of these things, she dismissed him, shaking her head and waving a hand. These things arent random. There is rhyme and reason through the world, a pattern we just havent picked up on. How did you do it? This may be the key to understanding it. All of it. Everything. She was possibly a bit too excited by the event, her curiosity overtaking her better sense. Start from the beginning. But before Daniel could get into his story, Thomas and Carmina were joining them. Id be careful, Ava. Your obsession with knowledge and theorizing might overtake you. Thomas joked. Only, it didnt feel like a joke. It felt like an omen, a prophesy, a warning. Immediately she shrank into herself, embarrassed, mortified even. There was a tension at the table, two people who had succumbed to their obsessions, And ti was difficult to tell if it stemmed from Thomas joke or Avas reaction. Or perhaps it was all in Avas head, as the conversation turned towards mission at hand. They would begin traveling towards the Sanctum Draconis, looking for clues as to where the Archfiend might have fled. If they couldnt find anything today, they would have to find a place to camp overnight. Ava was quiet as plans were discuss, sulking into her breakfast until it was time to go.
Thread: Course of Ruin (Xanaphia & Absin)

The green eyed woman shied away from them as Ava started in, looking fairly scared as Daniel got to his feet and stepped forwards, about to speak when Thomas and Carmina showed up. Both he and Marissa, the woman, stared at him with something between abject disdain and utter disgust. The conversation quickly derailed at the breakfast table, the green eyed woman having fled to her former home to try and seek out her family as Daniel slammed his fist on the table. You go and say that shit in front of someone who was not hours ago a fucking Archfiend?! Really?! Are you out of your fucking mind? The taller man snarled at him, looking for all intent and purpose like a wild animal as he bared his teeth at his supposed comrade You're a complete moron, you know that? Do you, wait, no, you DON'T know what it's like to be in the grip of that madness, do you? You fucking sheltered milksop pansy. I bet you've never so much as gotten a scratch from backfired spell, let alone been even remotely close to turning from a perfectly rational human being into a monster bent on pursuing a goal with such feverish intensity that everyone, even the people you love, BECOME YOUR ENEMY. Carmina was actually silent, idly eating her food as Thomas just stared at him. It was hard to tell if he was trying to come up with a come back, or just so stunned that he couldn't respond. It seemed that Daniel was less concerned with her fairly well intentioned curiosity than he was with Thomas saying basically the most abjectly stupid thing one could say in front of a new undead. This was pretty much the literal definition of Way too soon.