calyhuge

@rae Alright, we wait on Loops for her opinion then!

@loopylin GET OVER HERE

@whalekeeper

I’m good with whatever and i think it’d be exciting for Mel to join the little band!

I’m honestly not sure what to rp rn

@keilah-h

But whyyyy though, lol. I just got an idea to make the process more interesting, so at least there’s that.

@rae @the_lost-journal

Y’all should tell me what you want to do, and we can go from there. Maybe Barnes picks up Mel while looking for another way back.

Guys, I’ve only painted my character’s face so far and I don’t want to do the rest. It looks pretty good, cute even, I just don’t want to do the work.

It’s at times like these where I simultaneously am in love with and despise my hobby.

@mineralizedwritings

They didn’t use numbing after all. 😆

@rae @the_lost-journal

Hehe, magic

Barnes

For the first time since she had entered the maze, Barnes shivered. She touched the plaster wall, which looked out of place in the foliage, and traced the faint remainder of poster paper stuck to it.

“I know this wall,” she murmured to herself.

After a few minutes of aimless pacing, coming up to the…[Read more]

@whalekeeper @the_lost-journal

The Protector—Gabriel

Gabriel sighed. The night seemed peaceful so far. No direwolf howl, only one monster attack, and as long as they avoided the purple vines and didn’t climb the walls, they didn’t have to worry much so far. He watched Cassius’s and Leander’s sleeping forms, wondering about childhood. After a c…[Read more]

@rae @the_lost-journal

Barnes

When Gabriel turned away, Barnes took it as a sign that he wasn’t totally enthusiastic about guard duty. She crossed one of her arms over her chest. “Alright, then.”

She took a couple steps down the next passage, and ignored the rattling sounds from the hedges. Little blue plants on the maze floor reached up to…[Read more]

@the_lost-journal @whalekeeper

The Protector—Gabriel

Gabriel’s eyes drooped under his mask. As Barnes spoke, he started awake. “Do whatever.” He turned his back to Barnes and the other sleep two, taking off his mask and punching himself in the face to wake up. He couldn’t fall asleep. He didn’t trust the maze, and he also didn’t trust that L…[Read more]

ugh KP signed me out as I went to post, no!

@raxforge @loopylin

Do I make up the culture surrounding the character if it doesn’t give that much information in the manuals? I’m trying to gauge how much set world there already is, and how much I’m allowed to make up.

The amount of options for items/spells/whatever is insane. I’m loving it. Now it’s time to design a warlock without any prior knowledge of the game and horribly underestimate the amount of information I need on a character sheet.

Tadaaaa, I got me some books!

@rae @the_lost-journal

Barnes

”Correct about… what?’ Barnes looked around.

Ignoring her words, Cassius already lay on the ground as he had before. Soon he was quiet and resting peacefully. It was like nothing had happened.

As Leander settled down as well, Barnes stared off into the maze again and tried to tune out. Her fingers twinged at th…[Read more]

@the_lost-journal @rae

Barnes

“Pardon me for asking – hm.” Barnes hesitated. She absently shook the cigarette box in her pocket. “I’m having trouble understanding the suddenness of this. Wouldn’t you already know this? Have you never thought about your childhood or your father before?”

@the_lost-journal @whalekeeper

The Protector—Gabriel

“Relax.” Gabriel adjusted his position, sitting with his legs crossed. “Inhale…hold it…exhale. Calm down your heart rate, it’s distressing you.”

Gabriel avoided Barnes’s question purposefully. What would everyone think if they knew his real age? Maybe they wouldn’t care, or they’d never r…[Read more]

@jonas

Of course you will. You didn’t have a choice!

… jk

@the_lost-journal @rae

Barnes

Suddenly Cassius burst again. His weight shifted on the ground beside Barnes as he slumped over. His voice trembled.

How was Barnes supposed to react? The kid had made so many random declarations that this one could be just as short-lived.

“If you really are nineteen,” She said slowly, “I’m sorry for you. But you…[Read more]