Recent content by Zoskir

Oh my god, you're made out of rock. Zoskir loved the appreciation Yuna had for his physique. And he had every right to. It was a weapon that he had been forging for half a century. Every muscle honed into a masterpiece of fine craftsmanship. He basked in the attention like a a reptile whose...

Thank you for posting this with all of the examples. It's such a great thought. And I was inspired by it to write out an IC description for this character's voice.

"Fucking bitch!" Could be vaguely heard in the distance. Before the thunderous footfalls began ascending the steps. Good idea! I've got a little bit of spending money. I could double it up! "That's the spirit!" Zoskir smiled. Yuna investing money in his victory was a good sign that she would...

Radrick had managed to grunt in response to Yuna. Great. Cheap wine and sweet wine. What a charming fucking couple. It also bothered him that she was sounding like this was a real bar, not some makeshift set up on the lower deck of a docked boat. Just what did she expect him to have, anyway...

The assassin's lips curved upwards as he saw Yuna blush and reach up to cup her cheek. He'd meant what he said. Meager bosoms were still all the rage amongst elf kind, including the drow, even after countless generations. Sure there were some exceptionally proportioned elven ladies. But they...

Character Biography Complete!

Now with Backstory!

Shugra was back in the ring announcing the contenders and giving the audience a chance to place their wagers with a bit of ceremony. She was certainly a lover of ceremony. And strategy. And violence. And she liked Zoskir just a bit too much for his liking. Also she still hugged him like that...

The powerful orcess was about to make one more intimidation play against Yuna. A quick stomp in her direction combined with throwing her upper body forward as if she was going to attack. But she decided not to. She knew Zoskir. And she knew what he did for a living, and didn't want him to get...

Bold, Zoskir thought. Foolish, but bold. How human. The drow almost laughed at his companion's snarky retort, however. He was temporarily amused by how spot on Yuna had accidentally described Vek. But then he realized what was about to happen. Again. Shugra was nothing if not predictable. And...

Most of your characters are available??? I really think it might be fun if Norabel and Zoskir found themselves both working on the same contract on the same night, each one stealthily saving the target from the other before turning around and trying to make the kill themselves.

"This place DOESN'T exist. No one's supposed to talk about it. Never happens in the same place twice. Password changes each meeting. And you have to know someone in the guild to get the password, time and place for the next meeting." The dark elf looked around the room and gestured to the whole...

Great. She had a boatload of frustration and an impressive talking speed. It almost reminded him of the time he met a halfling girl out of her mind on red spice. But that this human woman was actually understandble. As she went on, however, went on Zoskir's smile began to fade. For it was...

Her gasp caused the grey skinned elf's lips to part, transforming a mild smirk into a full on smile. Plenty had reacted to him that way since he'd left the underground world behind. Drow were not nearly as numerous on the surface. So many of the upperworlders who saw him, especially other elves...

Silence in the dockside streets punctured by an occasional drunkard singing his woes away or a cat hissing at another. As he made his way along, it had occurred to Zoskir that there was supposed to be a meeting of what the locals affectionately referred to as The Elbion Fist Fighters Guild...