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Thread: Hoard of the Dragon Queen IC

And sully myself by pretending to be a weak, pathetic, sensuous, cowardly human? I would never! the dragon says.
Thread: Hoard of the Dragon Queen IC

While I doubt dragons have any desire for more permanent companionship, temporary means on occasion must be delightful. We could help...curb your loneliness, if it would help.
Thread: Hoard of the Dragon Queen OOC

OOC for Hoard of the Dragon Queen. Have fun! Character Thread IC
Thread: Hoard of the Dragon Queen OOC

Amaril said He didn't meet many people who were so forward. Click to expand... ...you were literally introduced by a proto-succubus to the cleric of a drow sex goddess. Bran better get used to sexytimes being a much larger part of his day.
Thread: Hoard of the Dragon Queen OOC

I wouldn't be here if I didn't plan on it
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Got a 13 on my Insight check.
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Then read that shit.
Thread: Hoard of the Dragon Queen OOC

Wow, I'm really not helping the smut here, am I s I kinda didn't expect the first encounter to feature a dragon when I came up with Bran's character--he's no prude, but this is a little much for him right off the bat.
Thread: Hoard of the Dragon Queen OOC

That's okay. Go adventure! Help the townsfolk! Alexis has the dragon on lockdown.
Thread: Hoard of the Dragon Queen OOC

Sorry, we tend to go hard.
Thread: Hoard of the Dragon Queen OOC

This is, surprisingly, less extreme than the intro to HSHC adult. It's just got one oversized schlong.
Thread: Hoard of the Dragon Queen OOC

Okay, yeah, I just went and looked at that. Wow. Well, to each their own. I'll probably shy away from the really extreme stuff, but you guys go right ahead with whatever. Worst-case scenario, I'll just be the one who sneaks off to steal the McGuffin while you two keep the monster occupied Also, I'm going to sleep.
Thread: Hoard of the Dragon Queen OOC

Keeping monsters occupied with her pussy is about the only combat-relevant thing Jasmine can do that'll actually work. At high enough levels, she can even charm Goultard!
Thread: Hoard of the Dragon Queen OOC

Kobold got a 16.
Thread: Hoard of the Dragon Queen OOC

Got a 6 on my religion check for Tiamat.
Thread: Hoard of the Dragon Queen OOC

Tiamat is a god.
Thread: Hoard of the Dragon Queen OOC

22 on persuasion check against Lian's son.
Thread: Hoard of the Dragon Queen OOC

I was gone for 5 hours, and alerts have lit up my email like a Christmas tree, and more than a whole month early!
Thread: Hoard of the Dragon Queen OOC

Amaril, make your attack roll and damage roll. I need to know what happens to the kobold when it approaches.
Thread: Hoard of the Dragon Queen OOC

Alright. 13 attack, 10 damage if hit.
Thread: Hoard of the Dragon Queen OOC

How many missions do you guys want to do?
Thread: Hoard of the Dragon Queen OOC

Missions?
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General things around the town.
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However many seems appropriate. I'm flexible.
Thread: Hoard of the Dragon Queen OOC

PbP, let's keep things short. One mission seems best. Plus, we need to find time for the smut, and I don't think the raiders will be much good if they're all kobolds sure, call me fantasy-racist, I probably deserve it .
Thread: Hoard of the Dragon Queen OOC

Then Cyanwrath will issue his challenge after the old tunnel is cleared.
Thread: Gulltown

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... - - - - - - Gulltown is the major port city of the Vale of Arryn. It is located in a fine natural harbor at the northern tip of the Bay of Crabs, southeast of the Eyrie and south of nearby Runestone. It is the largest city in the Vale, but is much smaller than Oldtown and King's Landing. Gulltown is ruled by House Grafton and also contains a cadet branch of the Vale's rulers, House Arryn of Gulltown. Gulltown is an important port and portal to the Vale, its sheltered harbor offering anchorage to ships traveling from King's Landing to Braavos or the north. Its strategic location means it never lacks for trade in many of the exotic goods making their way from across the narrow sea, keeping the Vale supplied even when the passes of the Mountains of the Moon are closed in winter. Gulltown has fine seamstresses.
Thread: Gulltown

Brydan espied Lorra approaching them, though he curled his lips in disgust when he saw her wearing a fashionable dress that seem to shout Essos up and down its length. Never mind that it showed off her curvaceous body beneath its white fabric. Normally he might have made an insulting gesture to any one he saw hailing from that land, but his own relationship and knowledge of Lorras past prevented him from doing so. Even though their own homelands seemed to hold little prospects for the wayward nobles that they were, it was still their home. At least, that was how Brydan saw it. As Lorra came before him, he uncrossed his arms and laid a hand on the hilt of his sword, while the other hooked into his belt. He smiled back, then quirked an eyebrow at her greeting. You called, I came. Though I myself am just as surprised as you. He said, his eyes scanning over the stage to where the captive women were lined up. From exile to slaver. How easily you might have been in their position. Lacking a bit in the empathy trade, arent we? Brydan said teasingly, bringing his gaze back to her. He shrugged then. Ive been fine as you can see. Still living, still surviving. Not as well as you obviously. He straightened his posture and stepped forward to Lorra, throwing an arm around her shoulders and giving her a small, friendly shake. Its good to see you again. Its been too long. Come on, lets find a drink. Theres some things we should discuss. It was Lorras establishment, however temporary, which meant she would be the one providing the ale. He knew in her profession that there certainly wasnt any real absence of mead or wine, and for what he did for her in the past, he didnt really think she might begrudge him a drink. If anything, he might have been the one selling her into slavery, rather than her doing the same for these poor women. Once they had a tankard in hand, he clinked his cup against hers in a small toast then drank deeply, watching the proceedings of the auction take place. Im sure you heard about the war going on. The War of Five Kings . Though in my opinion, none of those five kings hold any real credibility to me. Without the Targaryens, its only a matter of time before Westeros reverts back to its old ways. Which is to say, seven kingdoms with seven different rulers. Brydan began, giving Lorra a look to see if she had some semblance or knowledge of what exactly was taking place here in the past few months. Being at sea could sometimes isolate one from the reality of events. Having travelled over much of the continent lately, Brydan felt he had some grasp of the situation. If you arent busy, I thought we might head into town and check to see if Lord Arryn is around. If he is the type of man I think he is, he would surely have a plan on how to benefit from this war. The opportunities that could arise might be very beneficial for us, or profitable. What do you say, Lorra? You want to keep pirating around the seas until youre caught? Or you want to try to be a part of something bigger?
Thread: Gulltown

Lorra pulled an eyebrow up, seemingly insulted by the fact that Brydan called her a slaver. She didn't see herself as a slaver, she thought of this as a decent sidejob for the piratelife. She sailed a lot and she could easily bring some girls if she went from the Three Whores too Westeros or Pentos where the pricetags on slaves were a lot bigger. The growing connections within the trading buiseness also could spark up some oppertunities, she figured. The freebooter decided not to reply at his comment, knowing that he meant too tease. ''I'm glad you haven't changed Brydan, you shall drink untill my Dornish is either exhausted or back on the floor.'' She said and gestured Theo, to get them two cups of wine out of their cask. The cask was in the middle of the room and everybody felt free too fill their cups. A black vulture was burned on the cask, making it obvious the wine came from Blackmont, it was a decent wine and cam from the same ship Lorra's only Dornish slave came. Drink as much as you'd like.'' Everything Lorra knew about the civil war, she knew indirectly. The girl hasn't been in Westeros since the war started. Rumours tended to hold some truth, although most of the times they were exaggerated. However she hasn't been here the whole time, she felt like she knew enough to disagree with the Westeros citizen. ''If it will be devided, there will be five kingdoms.'' She said. ''The Trouts and Wolves will lay with eachother for a long time. The Lannisters seem to be happy with their new king. The Reach and Renly will fuck up Salty Stannis and most of the Dornish seem to have some sort of sympathy for Renly and most of the Vale is hyped about the Young Wolf. King Robb, King Joffrey, King Renly, King Greyjoy and maybe King Martell. Plausible, but if Renly was to produce an heir, I think he's legitimate and populair enough to unite the continent, even the North would be back in with a little diplomacy.'' Meanwhile she already made hundred-eighty gold dragons two sales Rolan had provided for her. ''I am not saying that it isn't possible for that the kingdoms will be devided, but most Westerosi merchants I've spoken gamble on Renly, with the exception of Valish and Northerners who love the King in the North. Assuming the Dornish will join Renly when he kills his brother to avenge Elia's death, the Triarchy of the south will be too strong for little Joffrey, King Robb or the Kraken.'' The girl nodded when Brydan suggested they should visit Roland Arryn later today. ''After the auction I'll make some smalltalk with my costumers first, but ofcourse we can visit Lord Roland. Looking to get Driftmark, are you?'' - If you wish to skip some time, feel free.
Thread: Gulltown

Dornish? Lorra was too generous and Brydan almost repented of his earlier remarks to her. Almost . He listened to her analysis of the political situation in Westeros, nodding his head where he thought her correct, but pursuing his lips when he felt her statements were not exactly agreeable. But of course, what did it matter to him? These high lords cared little for down on their luck nobles like he and Lorra. Not until they found themselves in a similar situation, where they would most likely make fools of themselves begging for assistance or charity. Not Brydan. He would win his own spot back and Scarlet Rose would be his vehicle in doing so. Lorra had certainly proven it was not over when one lost their inheritance, becoming quite successful herself as a pirate. Regardless of who comes out on top, it will be a bloody mess. Plenty of room for title exchanges . Brydan remarked with a sly smile, raising his eyebrows as he finished his drink to that. That is exactly why he had come here. With his fellow members, perhaps they could ultimately benefit from this chaos, taking whichever side seemed to suit them most. You place a lot of hope in Renly. Just because he has the largest army doesnt make him the most likely to succeed. He might outnumber Stannis ten to one in foot and horse, but Stannis has something far more valuable experience . He has a fleet too. A pretty strong one. Im sure you know all about it. He looked at her curiously, wondering if she encountered any of it on her voyage between here and Esso. It seemed unlikely however, as Stannis was concentrating his ships around Dragonstone. Even Brydans kinsman, the current Lord of Driftmark, had thrown in with him. When she guessed correctly at his intentions, he merely shrugged and moved to refill his tankard, feeling the drink starting to intoxicate him. Good company, plus a nice view of beautiful slave girls, was really adding to the effect. It doesnt take an intelligent maester to figure that out. And Im sure you would love the opportunity to port your pretty little ship there as well. But yes, well talk later. When you are finished with your littlegame, we will go see in Lord Arryn is in town. Hopefully he is, because I dont want to sail around Westeros looking for him. He shrugged and let her go off about her business. He remained where he was, pacing himself with the wine and observing the proceeds of her employ. Pirating was not exactly agreeable with him and he personally preferred being Lord of a small island than a pirate captain with a fleet. When Lorra finished up her tasks and came to rejoin him, he casually tossed his tankard to the side and gestured with his head for her to follow. Made quite a killing on those sales, didnt you? Come on. I think Roland has a manor outside the port. Well check there first and if hes not there, well go to the home he has inside the town. When was the last time you saw him? Its been a while for me. And what about the others? Did you send ravens to them as well?
Thread: Gulltown

Lorra tried to have a bit of class when she's on shore, thus sipped some wine instead of throwing it through her throat. The girl didn't believe Brydan to understand his situation and she didn't know if she should or shouldn't explain her point of view. His father was fighting for Stannis and in Lorra's eyes Stannis was the least likely to come out on top of this situation. Both The Lannisters and Renly had the greater numbers and the populairity, she couldn't think of a way that Stannis could win this war. Velaryon was one of the houses supporting Stannis, the only thing Brydan needed to do to get Driftmark is to fight for Renly in this war. The current rulers would be send to the wall and Renly would rightfully give Brydan Driftmark. ''Title exchanges favour the winning side. I'd kindly advice you to gamble smart, not with passion.'' If The Three Sisters were in The North, she would've already signed herself up for a spot in Renly's army. She heard rumours that he already had loads of ladies in her army and that one lady even joined his Kingsguard, although she couldn't believe that part of the rumour. The girl had to admit that she was guilty of fantasizing about getting the Sisters under her control, but the Vale was patient and the oppertunities for girls were small in the realm. She had a better chance ruling an island in the Stepstones at some point. Lorra smiled from ear to ear when her purple eyed slavegirl was sold. She would be on her way to work for Lord Baelish, but more importantly she was a two hundred twenty gold dragons richer by this transaction. Lord Rykker looked disappointed, he sure wanted this girl. ''My best sale.'' The pirate claimed with pride as the girl walked towards the boy that Baelish sent to do his bidding. ''If you get Driftmark, I'll have my ship in your port. After all, you've destroyed mine.'' Lorra said with a smile, hinting at a sexual experience the two had some year ago. She was really glad that Brydan had visited her, she'd missed him and she wished they could meet more often. ''Give me fifteen minutes, and we'll visit Roland's manor.'' Lorra first had to check up with her crew, giving them instructions on how many of them had to remain in the ship tonight and wich duo would be responsible for guarding the money untill she got back. The girl had a small bag with stags already, so deviding the money amongst the crew could wait another day. When she had shaken the hands of every costumer and spoke to the most important pieces of her crew, Lorra got back to Brydan. ''Show me the way.''
Thread: Gulltown

''If you get Driftmark, I'll have my ship in your port. After all, you've destroyed mine. Brydan grinned at the comment, recalling that night very profoundly and vividly. The two of them alone, adrift on a ship full of dead sailors and merchants which they together had killed. The captains cabin had plenty of wine and a comfy bed then. One thing had led to another and true to her comment, he had completely wrecked her port. Take all the time you need. Brydan merely responded, not answering the earlier, lewd comment. But when she had gone, it was all he mused about as he tried to regain some sobriety. He needed a clear mind when they went to go see their mutual friend in town. A quarter hour later, Lorra returned, a heavy purse of coin at her side which Brydan eyed with a bit of envy. He himself had perhaps about a dozen stags to his name, which is why he really hoped that Roland Arryn was in town. He was intelligent and rich, not to mention skilled with a blade, and would no doubt know how to make the best of this upcoming war. There would definitely be a chance for warriors like Brydan to prove themselves once again. Above all else, he desired the seat of Driftmark, though neither he nor his father had even been in line for it. His cousins were inept however and swearing allegiance to one of the weaker Kings would surely prove to be their downfall. All Brydan had to figure out was how to maneuver himself as the best likely candidate. Surely Roland and Lorra would be willing to take on this plan. Driftmark was an island in the Blackwater, larger than Dragonstone, with a full port and several settlements. For merchants like those two, it was a perfect base and Brydan was more than happy to accommodate their ships, whether for supplies or in Lorras case, to lay low. With his pirate friend, Brydan led them back to the main section of Gulltown, trying to recall the path towards Rolands manor just outside of it. Not only did the one-time maester and successful merchant own a small fleet, but two homes as well! He clearly had a cunning mind if he could rack up such wealth, not to mention keeping his fighting abilities honed. This is yet. Lets see if hes at home. Brydan said, pounding his fist several times on the outer door, then stepping back as he waited for an answer. He glanced over him and Lorra, hoping their appearances would not cause one of Rolands servants to shoo them off as beggars. Well him at least. Lorra looked decent for a pirate captain, even with her messy hair. Next time you raid one of those ships with silks from the east, you need to gift me a nice robe. He said to Lorra as they waited for an answer. If Roland wasnt here, they would try his house inside Gulltown proper.
Thread: The Stepstones

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... - - - - - - The Stepstones are a chain of islands between the southern narrow sea and the northwestern Summer Sea. The islands are located east of Dorne in Westeros and west of the Disputed Lands in Essos. Just to the north is Tyrosh. The Stepstones are home to pirate dens, often Lyseni and Myrmen. Bloodstone is one of the islands that make up the Stepstones. It is the largest of the islands, lying the furthest to the northwest and north of Grey Gallows, one of the other well known islands.
Thread: Lannisport

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... - - - - - - Lannisport is a walled city in the westerlands located just south of Casterly Rock, the seat of House Lannister. Lannisport is located along the coast of the Sunset Sea where the river road, the gold road, and the ocean road meet. It is one of the major ports of the Seven Kingdoms and is the largest settlement in the westerlands. Lannisport is smaller than King's Landing or Oldtown, but larger than Gulltown or White Harbor. Lannisport may be ruled by House Lannister of Lannisport, a branch of House Lannister of nearby Casterly Rock. The Lannisters anchor their fleet in its harbor. The city is renowned for its goldwork. Lannisport is policed by the well-trained City Watch.
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Thread: The Menagerie  >>Haruchai and Gypsy<<

London, Late Summer of 1888 The cool September morning met James with no small amount of rain and fog. The Ringmaster had awakened just after daybreak and donned his cloak, heading out of his wagon and moving along the perimeter of the grounds that they had been alotted in the vicinity of Hyde Park. James had tried his best to get the venue at Astley's, now Spanger's Amphitheatre. Unfortunately, the various sideshow acts that his show provided was deemed unacceptable for the indoor venue. So as it was they had taken the day before to set up their huge tents, and the performers were still housed in their traveling carriages, huge covered wagons that acted as their homes out on the road. James always liked visiting London. The sheer bustle of the place was electric and the audiences spread news of the menagerie by word of mouth. Profit here was always high. Of course, profit was not everything but money made the world go round after all. A nod given as the young man named Bennie handed him the day's newspaper. Folding it and tucking it beneath his arm without really looking at it, James walked along the perimeter of the traveling show he called home. Bennie, the one who had handed him the paper, was the son of one of the many acts, the swordswallower. Bennie himself ate fire and had a penchant for setting things ablaze if not watched closely. That might be why it seemed the edges of his morning paper were somewhat singed. James stopped outside of the wagon and accompanying tent wherein Lorelei, aka Alice, stayed. The small blonde had captured his interest and James considered fo only a moment before he entered. There was no place in the Show that was barred to the Ringmaster, and James came and went as he pleased. The early morning London fog still clung to the ground and from what he could see Alice was still sleeping. James was trying to foster the relationship between them, and in recent days had taken to accompanying the lovely young woman to breakfast. Today, unless she refused to go, would be no exception. Moving to the large pallet she slept on, the smell of her hung heavy in the air. A not unpleasant smell all told, and James observed her a moment, the swell of her hip as she lay curled on the blankets and the thin mattress. The walking cane in his hand rapped several times on the corner of the huge locked trunk in her room. Time to wake and break your fast, lovely Alice! he said, raising the volume of his voice a bit so as to rouse her from her slumber. I hope to take you to breakfast this morning. Walk with me and see some of the sights of London. he said, hoping to entice her with the opportunity to get out and actually walk the streets. What could it hurt? She would get out of her confines for awhile and James would be seen with quite the fetching young woman upon his arm. There was no loss here, for either of them. James gently poked her lovely behind with the tip of his cane, smiling salaciously at how firm and rounded it was. Come and prepare yourself sleepyhead. I know you must be hungry.