OOC:The Legend of the Labyrinth

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Verdauga

And you want to run into the other party first, right? I'll let Teer or Kade answer next then.
I've been looking back over these past few months, and I've felt off. Felt different. At the time, I wanted nothing more than to go back to the good old days.
But now? Could I just ignore all the ways I've suffered and grown? Caught hold and let go? Could I return from life, having now lived?

MathLuk

By what strange trick of fate do our paths cross anew?


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shisteer of nothing much

Sorry for taking so long to reply to stuff. Life got in the way. (I've managed to shove it aside now though)
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And also some random, unnecessary coding.[/li][/list]<br /><br />

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Kade Rivok

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shisteer of nothing much

Yeah, everything's fine. I just had an unexpected social gathering (said with distaste, in my sister's voice) I had to attend.
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And also some random, unnecessary coding.[/li][/list]<br /><br />

Long live the RRR!

Verdauga

#80
Nah, it's okay. Life takes precedence.
So, just to let everyone know, the labyrinth isn't magical. It's easier amd closer to the original world.
The characters:
Ara Chycer
-mid-thirties

-male

-hare

-wears a clean, well-knit vest that has been patched several times, and dark grey trousers, also patched.Cream furred. Slightly shorter than most hares.

-carries a sling and a short sword.

-subtly assertive. Ara will be the leader of the group or he will not be in that group. That said, he attempts to avoid seeming domineering, and veils his ambition underneath humor.

-Ara never really was part of a structured group. The one band he inhabited had, in his opinion, intolerably slack attitudes. He took it upon himself to lead and has led everything he has been a part of ever since. He had wandered Mossflower for a short time building a unit of woodlanders, and even vermin, for him to rule. That is, until he divined that he was meant to solve Mossflower's greatest secrets. Since then, he's traveled into some of Mossflower's least-ventured, and most dangerous, places...
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Brink Ironspikes
Name: Brink Ironspikes

Gender: Male.

Species: Hedgehog.

Age: Roughly 30 seasons.

Weapons: He carries a long dirk and a thick mace.

Appearance: A large hedgehog, broad of shoulder.

Personality: An irrepressible rogue. He tends to laugh at his own jokes (He believes that he's hilarious), and can be greedy at times.

History: He had been a warrior who wandered the lands, seeking for adventure, riches, and a chance to make a name for himself. Once he caught word that a hare named Ara Chycer was hiring beasts to help him something beyond their wildest dreams in a labyrinth, his interest was piqued...
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Waiata Kaitito
Name: Waiata Kaitito.

Species: Pekapeka. (bat, in this case, long tailed)

Age: Twenty-three seasons.

Gender: Female.

Appearance: Brown, almost black fur and dark brown eyes. Fairly big for her species and well-muscled.

Personality: Very cheerful and bubbly, always willing to help another creature in need. It is rare that she doesn't have a smile and her glare, when it is used, can be very intimidating. (if the recipient of said glare can see it, that is) Also likes to sing. (hence the name)

History: Spent all her life in the labyrinth and still hasn't managed to get to the end of it, though she firmly believes that she could find a way out if she didn't have to come home every night.

Weapons: She can be very effective with her teeth and claws and can also stun a beast using a clever trick her father taught her. Also has a small dagger that she found while exploring.
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Dantinare/Dantin
Species: Mouse

Age: Early teens

Gender: Male.

Appearance:  Dantin is on the smaller side, thinly built, with a body that, while not strong, is quite used to more cardio-based endeavors.  He has varying shades of brown to dark brown fur that blends in easily with most environments.  He wears a dusty old tunic and cloak, and sports a few leather straps across his torso that don't seem to have an apparent purpose.

Personality:  Extremely shy and wary of people in general, whether they be goodbeast or vermin.  He isn't much of a talker himself, but he does tend to enjoy listening to others talk, though this isn't something that often occurs.  In his down time, he likes to write little songs and sing to himself.  He's never sung in front of anybeast though, and just the thought of doing so makes him want to run and hide.  His songs are usually about the beauty of life and the world, as these are the things he enjoys most.  He hopes to one day have enough courage to be able to make a friend.

History: He's wandered alone for as long as he can remember.  Always skirting the edges of civilization and avoiding anybeast he meets, afraid to get too close.  He doesn't know where this inner fear stems from, but he assumes something happened when he was younger which he can't remember that has caused this.  Through the years though, he's come to realize that he's quite good at hiding, climbing, and other more dexterous endeavors.  One evening as he prepared to sleep, he thought he heard something in the forest, but couldn't find anything.  As he slept that night, multiple times he partially woke before drifting back off, thinking he was hearing somebeast chattering to themselves nearby.  Suddenly, he bolted upright spluttering, coughing up a bitter concoction upon the floor and gasping for air.  As he gratefully sucked air into his lungs, he realized something was amiss.  He was no longer in a forest, but an unfamiliar room.  He was now in... THE LABYRINTH!

Fighting:  He isn't much of a scrapper, but he's very good at dodging attacks and seems to have an unnatural amount of luck.  He tends to try and keep his distance and uses a surprisingly large collection of throwing knives that he's acquired piecemeal over the years to great effect.
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The Wanderer

Species: shrew

Gender: female

Age: never counted. Claims she's only 20 seasons old.

Weapons: can use a rapier, and has one, but prefers using a bow. If needed, she will use any weapon, but is best at shooting, and very accurate. Not very good at hand to hand fighting.

Personality: intelligent, and thinks she's always right. Very sarcastic at times, but to her really good friends, is quite friendly. Likes a good debate.

History: scared of the water, so left the tribe she was in. Since then, she's been a lone wanderer, never staying anywhere for more than half a season, maybe one season if it was a bad winter and too dangerous to wander alone.
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Algirdas Torunis
Name: Algirdas Torunis

Gender: Male

Species: Squirrel

Age: Around 32

Weapons: Three daggers. Algirdas has every idea how to use them, but hopefully he has no need to do so.

Appearance: He, like his kin, has a coat of grey fur.

Personality: Algirdas is a lover of mysteries, to the point of not knowing when exactly to quit. Timid from childhood, Algirdas is also quite obsessed with every detail of a thing he likes, like carvings, coins and wine.

History: Algirdas grew up in Southsward, but he soon teamed up with a certain Ara Chycer for an expedition towards the Northlands. The disagreeable squirrel soon  saw pay disagreements arise, and did not renew his contract. After some adventuring on his own, including analysing stone from the Mossflower quarry, he caught wind of Chycer's journey to the mysterious labyrinth, and decided to beat his old employer to its secrets - for fame, fun and curiosity.
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I've been looking back over these past few months, and I've felt off. Felt different. At the time, I wanted nothing more than to go back to the good old days.
But now? Could I just ignore all the ways I've suffered and grown? Caught hold and let go? Could I return from life, having now lived?

Kade Rivok

Previous post has been updated, by the by.
Words!
Writings of a Mad Man

Songs!
Kade's Vocal Emporium

Gaming!
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Super Special Medals!

Verdauga

I've been looking back over these past few months, and I've felt off. Felt different. At the time, I wanted nothing more than to go back to the good old days.
But now? Could I just ignore all the ways I've suffered and grown? Caught hold and let go? Could I return from life, having now lived?

Booklover

I won't be able to today, perhaps tomorrow??
Error. Error. Cannot compute.

Verdauga

#84
Okay. I could shout out to halt the posting, if you want.
Ach, I'll go ahead and do so.
Attention: I'm going to let Booklover post next to make sure the game doesn't leave her behind. You guys can post if you do not move the game past the current scene. That is, Shisteer and Kade could post that they went to the door to see the other party, and Seb could post that he say Mathluk's character in the doorway, but no further than that.

I hope that was clear enough...
I've been looking back over these past few months, and I've felt off. Felt different. At the time, I wanted nothing more than to go back to the good old days.
But now? Could I just ignore all the ways I've suffered and grown? Caught hold and let go? Could I return from life, having now lived?

Booklover

There are so many things I could say about your use of the word 'Halt', but I won't. Will somebody else, though?
Error. Error. Cannot compute.

Kade Rivok

Words!
Writings of a Mad Man

Songs!
Kade's Vocal Emporium

Gaming!
The Noob Combo

Super Special Medals!

shisteer of nothing much

No, this is a serious matter. We have been told to arretez and so we shall.
    I have a shiny thing! See?


And also some random, unnecessary coding.[/li][/list]<br /><br />

Long live the RRR!

MathLuk

Very well. Operations shall be ceased.
By what strange trick of fate do our paths cross anew?


Link to the Redwall Readership Restorers: https://discord.gg/frYkSzE

Verdauga

I've been looking back over these past few months, and I've felt off. Felt different. At the time, I wanted nothing more than to go back to the good old days.
But now? Could I just ignore all the ways I've suffered and grown? Caught hold and let go? Could I return from life, having now lived?