I was like...12? 13? Something like that and I got into argument on the internet (AIM Chatroom) with a guy about martial arts.
He challenged me to T-1 style roleplay fighting, and not having any idea what that was I agreed. The rest is, as they say, history.
Owain stared down from his perch at the oncoming ram, his figure alongside the lone elf. Stray arrows fired feebly from below harried the defenders as they returned fire with hurried crossbow shots, while small trained groups focused fire under veteran leadership. Owain recognized one such group...
Owain hadn't been happy to take this job - sieges were always messy, and the pay being offered to mercenaries was at best measly and at worst insulting; it was perhaps why so few had answered the call. It's own garrison of trained soldiers, a propped up civilian millita and a small handful of...
August, Year 369
Three hours later / Amol-Kalit / Owain d'Athée / In battle
"HOLD THE FUCKING LINE, YOU CURS!" Roared Rainulf, the vein on his forehead practically bursting as he stood in the saddle of his Destrier, the heavy hoofed creature ill suited to the battles in the sands. All around...
At first Owain didn't even register the voice, but when the bookworm mentioned it his mind raced with the possibles.
Owain had little desire to fight in the tight confines they had found themselves in, so when one of the new explorers began striking a light in response to the short haired...
I enjoy asking this question wherever I end up RPing, so here I am.
What is your favorite character you've ever played? Why is it they were so enjoyable?
I'll start.
My favorite character ever was a Dark Elf named Jiv'undus I made many years ago, he started out as a character in a text based...
This was not going well, briefly he considered simply abandoning the group; but before he took that drastic an action Owain decided to see at least if the group could salvage this disaster into a feasible mission.
Owain didn't quite know what the plan was now that it was clear their cover was...
Owain did not allow her to grab his blade, turning it in his grip and bringing the point to bare toward her - briefly he considered thrusting, his elbows dropping low and his hips leaning in. He thought better of it when he realized he had been followed, the bald sell sword quickly dispatching...
Owain didn't hesitate, once he was told to go he went without delay. His sword left laying by the others Owain burst through the underbrush, sprinting for all he was worth - which evidently by his speed was quite a bit. The Goblins were sure to spot him almost instantly, and Owain made it a...
Owain d'Athée honestly felt out of place - the hike through the forest had been relatively easy in comparison to the desert, but the strangers that were now his fellows in arms weren't a group he was comfortable with. It had been a scant few months since the mercenary company that had been his...
August, Year 369
Two Days Later / Amol-Kalit / Owain d'Athée / Heading North
The desert had proved to be an honest hell, Owain's heavy padded clothing more at home on frigid battlefields then walking by foot through endless dunes of sand. It wasn't the first time Owain had been here, but back...
August, Year 369
Amol-Kalit / Owain d'Athée / On the deck of a boat
"You are being paid handsomely to protect me, are you sure these children are up to the task?" The swarthy man who had asked the question look pensive as he said it, stalking back and forth on the deck of the flat bottomed...
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