LET'Z DOO A DOOL

[Ashleg]

I'm not as smart as you think.

Detail goes under my nose or over my head.

I'll psot when I'm not being roughhoused by my own eye.

[The Skarzs]

. . . Okee.

[Ashleg]

Really. I remember nothing.

[The Skarzs]

I feel like you are now unexpectedly trying to stop a train. XD

[Ashleg]

Alas, I am not powerful enough to stop The Train.

[The Skarzs]

Helloooooooo?

[The Skarzs]

These plays are somewhat frustrating because we really have to figure out these problems. XD This is good.

[Ashleg]

Yes. Agreed.

[The Skarzs]

OOC-
Wow.

[Ashleg]

The wound Argunath inflicted on Rern may have hurt, but this will anger him horrendously when he finds out.

[The Skarzs]

 

[Tarnfalk]

You know what sign me up. Been ages since I last did a proper duel.

[Ashleg]

*Rubs hands evilly*

Of course!
Got any situations in mind? I'm best at and most enjoy playing vermin, just putting that out there.

[Tarnfalk]

Sounds like fun, hmm think I'll bust out an old favorite of mine. Cawn the stoat, standard vermin hoardbeast, could be they get into a disagreement over a piece of bread or something like that and end up fighting each other for it. So standard place in Mossflower I suppose, small band of vermin, takes place later in the evening.

[Ashleg]

Sounds like a plan. Hmm, I'll use my character Roscoe the weasel. He's an utter coward but would definitely get into a fight over something like that.

I can make the thread during my lunch hour (I'm at school) which is in...about five hours. Yerk.

Roscoe's form copied exactly from my story:

Spoiler

Name: Roscoe
Nickname? (Optional): n/a, Roscoe
Gender: Male
Age (in seasons) (they should be thirteen seasons/years older than they were in the sequel): 38 (adult)
Species: Weasel
Rank: Loner
Side (Good or bad, please. Let's limit the neutrals unless said character has a known reason to be so.): Bad
Appearance (include clothing and weapons as well as physical appearance): Roscoe is a short weasel with purple eyes and the usual messy brown fur with average cream markings of a weasel. He wears a tattered (yet flashy) red cloak and hat.
Personality: Roscoe is very, very inept and snarky. He's smug, greedy, and quick to fling insults, though a complete coward when overpowered. He has a soft spot for Dibbuns and anybeast that gives him food/free things. He thinks he's hilarious in that he formed a small band and became quite a partier.

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