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Thread: The Dichotomy of a Witch Hunt [Goddess x Bishop]

Trudging through the waters in a small boat, Elana knew the bayou better than anyone. Plenty of people traversed these wetlands looking for her, some seeking her help and other seeking her death, but locals always knew better than to cross the woman of a thousand years with the droopy hat. So many local legends talked about her, and the elders of the tribe remember when they were children, capturing frogs in the swamp, and seeing her not age a day, like their fathers before them remembered. Some said she drank blood to keep young or had discovered the secret of immortality, others thought she was not of this world or just that good of a witch. Most of all, the locals knew better than to mess in her affairs, so if anyone came to town looking for her, they would just be pointed her way to their death or salvation. Despite the legends about her age, Elana looked to be somewhere in her 20's or 30's, but no more than that. Her skin was still rosy, with a bit of a tan in her cheeks and hands from her many hours spent fishing under the sun, and she wore loose cotton robes with a leather belt and boots. The biggest mark of her witchery was her hair, fiery red, tied in a braid and mostly hidden by her droopy leather hat. Her eyes also were hidden by the hat, a bright and clear grey like a cloudy sky. On the distance she heard the sound of fighting, probably the remainder of the bandit troop she was kind enough to show mercy after they went after her head. It was unlikely to be the locals, for the remaining bandits were few and most knew better than to travel alone in these perilous wetlands, but nonetheless she decided to check in case some poor soul ended up needing her. It seemed that it was in one of the more annoying areas of the swamp, the areas that were too shallow to boat, though it beats her why they would travel by foot in these lands. The fighting seemed to be over, so calmly she tied her boat to a nearby tree and tied her robes a little higher, allowing her better to walk. Climbing off the boat with a light splash, she called, Hello, is there anyone alive 'round here?
Thread: Mature Marvel Cinematic Universe Character Thread

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Thread: Mature Marvel Cinematic Universe Character Thread

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Thread: King's Landing

It is a time of strife and violence in the Seven Kingdoms. It has been half a year since the death of Robert Baratheon and five kings have arisen to vie for the Iron Throne. With the kingdoms torn asunder there is ample opportunity for those who seek to advance themselves... - - - - - - King's Landing is the capital of the Seven Kingdoms, located in the Crownlands on the east coast of Westeros. It is situated along the kingsroad at the mouth of the Blackwater Rush and overlooks Blackwater Bay. It is the site of the Iron Throne and the Red Keep, which is the seat of the king, Joffery Baratheon from House Baratheon of King's Landing. The city is roughly square-shaped, sprawling across several miles and defended by tall walls manned by the City Watch of King's Landing, also known as the Gold Cloaks. There are seven gates leading into the city the Dragon Gate, the Lion Gate, the Mud Gate, the Old Gate, the Gate of the Gods, the King's Gate, and the Iron Gate. Within the walls, the city is dotted with manses, arbors, granaries, brick storehouses, timbered inns, merchant stalls, taverns, graveyards and brothels. There is a fish market. Hundreds of quays can be found in the harbor. Between buildings the roads are broad, lined with trees and branching alleys and streets.The city covers the north shore of the Blackwater and covers three tall hills, named after Aegon and his two sisters, Visenya and Rhaenys. Aegon's High Hill, surmounted by the Red Keep, the royal castle located in the south-eastern corner of the city, overlooks the bay directly, whilst Visenya's Hill to the west is crowned by the marble-walled Great Sept of Baelor and its seven crystal towers. Rhaenys's Hill in the north is capped by the collapsed ruins of the Dragonpit dome, its bronze doors shut for a century and a half since the last dragon died. King's Landing is extremely populous, but rather unsightly and dirty compared to other cities. Poorer smallfolk build shanty settlements outside the city. The poor reside in the slums which are called Flea Bottom, a maze of narrow streets and alleys, where many beggars and the poorest part of the city's population resides they regularly subsist on bowls of brown, a mystery stew that can include the meat of rats and murder victims, among other things. The richest residents live on the other side of Rhaenys's Hill from Flea Bottom. The richer areas of King's Landing lie near the Old Gate. The stench of the city's waste can be smelled far beyond its walls. It is the principal harbor of the Seven Kingdoms, rivaled only by Oldtown. Nearby towns include Rosby and Duskendale to the northeast and Tumbleton to the southwest, while the kingswood is found south of the capital across the Blackwater.
Thread: King's Landing

Brarton's plan of making his family more powerful and known than the rival cousins of Smallwood, despite being considerably modest in a time of Lords claiming a kingdom and kings claiming Empires, was nonethelessly in need of help. And while the Smallwoods can count on the Lannister's infinite gold raining into the pockets of their allies, House Orchardwood was pretty much alone. In the good and the bad of the meanings. But it was during a merry night in his mansion, with ale flowing freely over the smoking roast of a board hunted that morning, that to his ears arrived a whisper... Brarton moved his small piggly eyes from the dancers twirling and spinning in the hall, to a clearly drunk young man, barely able to wobble on his feets in a rather pathetic attempt to maintain his balance. Where have youbheard this, boy? asked Brarton, his attenction captured, trapped. But the young man instead rose his mug and placed a finger to his mouth and just as he appeared, he groggily walked away. A drunk man? That for sure. But what he said was true? A secret group helping its members to reach power. Incredible power... Brarton's mind-mumbling continued even as he grabbed a large piece of meat, unceremoniously digging his teeths on it. The evening passed, but the thought remained, flying around like a modquito in a summer day, avoiding a serene sleep. The day after, Brarton was already sure of his decisions. I will go in King's Landing Announced him to his court, that immediately started to prepare the horses and his carriage. In his mind this was a good plan Going in Kings Landing, stsy there and see if someone or something speaks or have ever knew of such a group... in the worst occasion, he would have wasted few Golds, but if it was true... he gains everything. And to those that asked him if he was not afraid of the war, he simply answered Here is domain of the Lannister's and their allies. Luckily Smallwoods are allies of the Lion, and they do need allies. ...not to mention my four knights. And so he departed from Acorn Hall, full of meat and hopes, toward the city of intrigue that is King's landing...
Thread: King's Landing

After painfully long days passed on a stuffed seat in his chart and slept in awfully poor inns, Brarton finally saw the City that made him traver so far away from his safe home, immediately welcomed by the legendary smell of latrine, carried away from the winds and sprinkled in a wide radius from Flea Bottom. His chariot stopped at the gates gave little to no issues, his shield quartered with the hated Smallwood immediately labeled him as an ally for the Lannister-payed guards. Entering the city his pigly eyes saw everything he could expect from a city so popolous and mercantile coloured silks, coloured peoples, heard strange voices and smelt strange odours... But he was not there for leisure, as half of the visitors, but... for business... In his mind a turmoil of ideas, thoughs, genuine fears and suspicious behaviours, crowding his brain.How to find a secret group basing all on the voice of a drunken pleb? mumbled Brarton in the dim-light of his chariot. Then he got an idea I must go where drunk people goes... someone will know. yeah. Is right! If someone got the information wrong... he will just blame the wine... His eyes sparkled in an apparent victory, as he planned his bect moves. After having payed for a seemingly clean and not pleb inhabited Inn, Brarton waited for the darkness to sneak outside the Inn, clad in a brown cloak, looking like a walking rounded bag. He walked in the darkness, following the trail of torches and the fsint smell of wine to find a drink-hall drink-hole, he entered the crowded ambient, with questions and the availability to drink his question off, if necessary.
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Amy had newly turned eighteen just a week ago and is celebrating it on summer vacation with her friends. They were there for only a few days when Amy was approached in the town square by an energetic, young, marketing lady who explained that her company was looking for models. The details were sketchy which made Amy equally curious as well as uneasy. She never really thought of herself as a model. Her self-conscious outlook of her appearance made her lack confidence in how she looked which was reflected in her choice of clothing. Though Amy was of petite build she possessed a very large bottom that stretched out almost all of her clothing. The way her tiny waist tapered inwards only accentuated the acute curvature of her bottom even more so. Today was no different Amy wore a loose flowing white dress that did its best to drape over her teenage rump without offering too much of an indication of its shape and size whilst the top half covered her bust to show just a hint of her natural cleavage. Amys bust was bigger than natural and she felt more comfortable with it than she did her hips and behind though still she was always shy when being complimented by suitors. The girl was lovely, vibrant, and excitable. She didnt give Amy much time to talk let alone think about what she was putting on the table. Amy hadnt even agreed to the proposal but was quickly led, with the girl gripping her wrist, over to the studio that was just a few minutes walk away. Amy stood outside the large, grey, building that housed several recording studios. It was the typical 1980s modular-built cheaply made shell stuffed full of music and mixing rooms as well as several large film sets. There was no headline company that used the building, just smaller production companies that rented out the space when required. The air-conditioned breeze that washed against her bare legs felt refreshing on what was surely the hottest day of the year. The marketing girl spoke on the phone and then, without a word back to Amy, pulled her along to a side office. She wasnt forceful or aggressive in her direction but clearly was in a rush though did it with an easy going attitude. The door to the office open and Amys eyes were flooded with bright artificial light. There was just a black leather sofa facing a large desk that had a swivel chair behind it. With a push on her lower back Amy was shepherded into the mock studio office. Good luck. Youll be awesome and dont be nervous. Just follow the lead. Come find me after, doll, and tell me how it went. Thats all she heard when the door loudly shut behind her. Amy stood silently near the door of the office and felt wave after wave of nervousness begin to bounce around her body. She had no idea what she was even doing there it all happened too quickly. Her short legs starting to fidget as her sandaled feet shuffled on the carpeted surface. One of her small hands reaches up to start curling around in her very long light brunette hair, wanting something to play with, as she waited for someone to come in. See more
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Thread: Monster Maker (isy_to_go & I)

For as long as Lucas could remember, man and monster have been at war. He could recall the legends passed down to him of the great battles waged in the wastelands of the demon realm, home to the creatures that plague mankind. These stories inspired him to take up the sword and venture forth into the realm of darkness and find his destiny. Lately, there have been rumors of men and women disappearing near the borders to the human and demon realm leaving only an increased amount of monsters in their wake. If the monsters continued to increase at this rate, they would grow into a massive army that would no doubt bring destruction to mankind. It was the mission of Lucas or Luke as he was most commonly known to find the source of the monster resurgence and eliminate it once and for all. And so, here is the young man, standing on the border between the two realms. It is quiet, almost eerily so. His senses are sharp, so if a monster did appear, he would be able to sense it right away. So why? Why was it so quiet? Did the monsters leave? Were they waiting in ambush? Or, perhaps, were they too afraid to approach him since he was carrying a rather wicked looking blade? It was a mystery he hoped to solve sooner or later, he craved the chance to take down a monster or two so that he could be properly warmed up.
Thread: Monster Maker (isy_to_go & I)

Druella was quite happy with the vurrent situation. The monsters of the demon realm decreased significally since the last war against the humans and this was her chance to build her own army. She took away serveral men and women and turned them into her obedient followers. It was so easy to capture and use humans as a tool that she sometimes just had to laugh. Today again she changed a cute little girl into a frightening demon, everytime she did that all her other 'creations' were there too to witness her power. She was done for now and sent her followers out to search for her next prey, she wanted a strong one in her army.
Thread: Monster Maker (isy_to_go & I)

Lucas could hear a sound coming from the distance. It was the scream of a woman. A human woman. With the way things were right now, there was no doubt that she would be in danger. Quickly, he took off as fast as his feet could carry him. The sound wasn't too far off so it would take mere moment to reach the source. Of course, what the young man didn't know was that he was too late. For the woman's body had already been tainted by the monster's curse. To say that she had become a monstrosity was a bit of an understatement though. For this particular creator had taken to making monsters in the guise of beautiful men and women. Succubi and Incubi they were called. Some of the most dangerous of monsters for their ability to blend in with their human prey. It was not long before Luke came upon the sight of which he had been searching. He recognized that particular woman from a drawing he was shown during training. They called her Druella and being in her mere presence brought a chill down his spine. She was so alluringly beautiful with ample breasts, supple lips and eyes that have experienced things most lewd. The young man had to keep his composure if he were to succeed in his mission. The only way he could think of was to draw his sword and put on a brave face. So, you're the one who has been turning humans into monsters. You're pretty infamous, but that won't stop me from taking you down! Prepare yourself, Druella!
Thread: Hoard of the Dragon Queen Characters

Please post your characters below. Include their age. 35 Point buy. Max HP.
Thread: Hoard of the Dragon Queen Characters

Belle, the 40 year old drow. Belle's sheet. Belle's appearance Mostly this, but with curves
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Hey, Red invited me. How's it going I'll be jumping in with Bran , a 20-year-old paladin on the path to taking the Oath of the Ancients couldn't find a picture that worked, unfortunately.
Thread: Hoard of the Dragon Queen Characters

Here's Jasmine WIP. And here's a picture that works well enough.
Thread: Hoard of the Dragon Queen IC

The two of you find yourselves on the road to Greenest. One of you has just caught up with the other, and you're about an hour out from the city.
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Belle had almost walked past. The bright light making it hard to see beyond a featureless black shadow. But then, upon seeing who it was, let out a huge squeal. She leapt up, wrapped her arms around the figure, and gave them a huge smooch. Oh my gods! I've missed you! She proclaimed enthusiastically.
Thread: Hoard of the Dragon Queen IC

Smiling sensuously at her long-time lover, Jasmine replied in kind. I've missed you, too, dearest Belle. Your companionship is... incomparable.
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Bran instinctively jumped back a little when the strange elven-looking woman suddenly grabbed onto Jasmine, but didn't have time to react any further before he realized there was quite clearly nothing to worry about. He raised a curious eyebrow at his companion, still surprised at the greeting the two had shared. Friend of yours, eh? He chuckled and nodded to the stranger in greeting. Looks like a small world.
Thread: Hoard of the Dragon Queen IC

Glancing over at Bran, she gave a chuckle of her own. Making new friends is one of the best parts of life. Bran, this is Belle. She's a very special friend of mine.
Thread: Hoard of the Dragon Queen IC

Aw. You're so sweet. Belle replied in turn, giving Jasmine a squeeze. Turning to Jasmine's new friend, she smiled. Yeah. My name's Belle. She replied, then chuckles. Her ebony cheeks starting to turn the faintest shade of pink. But you already knew that. Oh where are my manners? She said giving the man a kiss on the cheek. Yours? She adds seeking a name.
Thread: Hoard of the Dragon Queen IC

Bran's eyes widened as Belle leaned in to kiss his cheek, which reddened a little. He didn't meet many people who were so forward. All things considered, he decided he quite liked Belle so far. Yeah, it's Bran. Like she said, he chuckled again. Good to meet you. You on your way to Greenest?
Thread: Hoard of the Dragon Queen IC

As the three of you round the bend, you see Greenest appear from around the trees. The city, still a good distance away, is in flames, smoke rising high into the sky above it. Wheeling in the smoke is the form of a massive blue dragon.
Thread: Hoard of the Dragon Queen IC

Belle chuckles. It's a pleasure to meet you too Bran. And yes. I'm going there to spread the word of Eilistraee, the most holy. Belle said piously. Which based on the gods Bran has probably heard seemed to conflict with the belly dancer's outfit Belle had on. Then she saw the flames and paled. Starting to rush towards the city.
Thread: Hoard of the Dragon Queen IC

Oh dear, she's being heroic again, Jasmine said, sighing. Let's go after her, or she'll get hurt or something. Privately, she admired her friend's selfless nobility, even as she chided her for doing something so dangerous.
Thread: Hoard of the Dragon Queen IC

Huh...I've never heard of her, Bran frowned as Belle mentioned her goddess, not even trying to pronounce that name himself. Where are you-- He cut off as the the city comes into view, his jaw dropping at the sight of the fire and the dragon. Shit , he breathed, hastening after the elf without needing Jasmine's encouragement. He drew his bow as he ran, thankful that it was already strung--not that it would do much against a dragon, but it would have to be better than nothing. Gods, don't let it come to that...
Thread: Hoard of the Dragon Queen IC

Close to 45 minutes pass on the journey to the city. Up close, the damage is not quite as bad as it appeared-most buildings are perfectly intact, and there are no fires in immediate sight. However, your rush has drawn the attention of something large and dangerous. Humans. You would do best to flee like the other rats, the blue dragon cries out as it lands in front of you.
Thread: Hoard of the Dragon Queen IC

But. But. Belle replied. We need to make sure, everybody's okay! She protests.
Thread: Hoard of the Dragon Queen IC

Hmph. Always thinking of yourselves. Why not care for the lords of the sky? Why not ask if I am okay? the dragon says.
Thread: Hoard of the Dragon Queen IC

Bran narrowly stopped himself from reaching for an arrow as the dragon went in to land. Umm... He grabbed at the only straw he could see. Are you okay?
Thread: Hoard of the Dragon Queen IC

You count as somebody, which makes you part of the everybody we must check on, Jasmine replies. However, I've noticed that those with a chronic case of morality tend to focus first on those with physical injuries before moving on to the more mental, social, or emotion traumas. I've an open ear to listen, if you like.
Thread: Hoard of the Dragon Queen IC

Are you okay? Belle asks doing a visual scan for injures before realizing she really couldn't identify bruised scales or the like. So she readies her casting hand just in case.
Thread: Hoard of the Dragon Queen IC

Feh. What are mere humanoid injuries compared to the ache of a thousand years alone? With your 'cities' and 'families'... You never know what it's like to be truly without any others, the dragon continues, sounding almost melancholy.
Thread: Hoard of the Dragon Queen IC

Okay, Bran said uncertainly. Is that why you were attacking the city? Because you're lonely? Part of him realized it was ridiculous to be having this conversation right now, but the rest didn't much like the idea of getting eaten by an angry dragon.
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Of course not! I... I am here because I rule the cult! Not because they approached me! This treasure is going to my hoard, mine! the dragon roars. DC 5 Insight The dragon is lying his ass off, and lying poorly at that.
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Well have you tried building a dragon city? Belle offers brightly. Also what cult, that you are not in charge of? Belle asked.
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Idiot! To think that would ever work! We are far too proud and too few to ever live together like you can! he roars back, growing angry.
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Well. Why not use some of that dragon magic to take a human shape? Belle asks twiddling her fingers nervously.