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[Dwarmin]

Hm. Well, then. *locates a 2-year supply of popcorn and wonders what the point of a waitlist is in such a low-mortality game*

((OOC: It'll be worth it.
Though I'd be waiting for player expansion, over character deaths. It can happen!

*shares popcorn*))

[lawastooshort]

That was Lawas' game, not mine.

Thank you freeform.

Also, ptw and wishing I'd been on yesterday. Blast.

[adwarf]

: "Come on you blue Slime, I'ma beat ya till there ain't nothing left!"

Bash nearest blue slime to death, liberate phat lewt for great justice.

[IronyOwl]

: "Whyyyyyy-y?"

: "Please don't tell me you're serious."

: "Well I know they kinda would dissolve me to the bone but we kept one in a pit back home. Granny Stormcandle used to feed it scraps and stuff. It was cute-e!"

: "I'm all for pets, but we don't have any pits to keep them in.

You find a taming potion or something though, and... well mostly I'll want something better than a slime, but you get the idea."

Now murder it with my knife.

[freeformschooler]

ell mostly I'll want something better than a slime, but you get the idea."[/color]

Now murder it with my knife.

: "Come on you blue Slime, I'ma beat ya till there ain't nothing left!"

Bash nearest blue slime to death, liberate phat lewt for great justice.

Mourn cute slimes.

: "Whyyyyyy-y?"

Cherry dishes out death to the unaware, burgled Blue Slime. (Attack: 6 vs. 1, 4*2!) Her knife scores an automatic CRITICAL HIT, tearing the Blue Slime apart! She gains 3 EXP and 2 Gold for the kill.

Alduin takes care of the last of the slimes, rushing it with a powerful facepunch. Bodypunch. (Attack: 4 vs. 1, 4) Gosh these slimes are weak. A quick hit turns it to tiny pieces of gel, and the magic gunner reaps his rewards. He gains 3 EXP and 1 Gold.

Marina takes a moment of silence for the loss of the slimes.

Whack one of the slimes into submission, then loot the corpse and keep one of the frozen slime bits for science.
If all slimes are already killed, venture east to the Flutter Fields and scout the place.

Lilianna takes this time to scout to the east for the team. She arrives in the Flutter Fields. The ground is caked with a mixture of sand and rotted leaves. Two Flutterbobs can be seen practicing their flight abilities just ahead. Lilianna can see a larger mountain to the east, but the south path is obscured by a craggy hilltop. Most of the trees here have died off.

It's almost like it's a totally separate season in this area. Odd.

Spoiler: Marina/Dermonster (click to show/hide)

Name: Marina
Gender: Female
Appearance: 6'11'' Long lime colored hair and green eyes, dark skin and a sort of tastefully tattered bard dress thing.
Backstory: Marina hails from the elfin nation of Uberwald, in the village of Ramtop. She was a giant among midgets in her home and, though at first outcast, finally gained acceptance after she discovered she could reach the top shelf without a stepladder, a fact which was celebrated with a fervor.
A student of the arts of music magic, she passed with wild colors after an impromptu performance of "Dance water, Dance" with the human music group 'Dem Yiks', with a minor in arcane lore. She has come to this place searching for the fabled 'Shampoo of the Noted King', said to grant unbelievable power to the deciples of instrumental hair.
Also because it looked like fun and nobody would hire a seven foot bard. Whee!
Class: Bard of Hair.

Level: 1 (0/10)
Health: 8/8
Mana: 5/5
Strength: 1d6
Intellect: 2d4
Dexterity: 1d4
Vitality: 1d8

Active Abilities: Entangling Song
Passive Abilities:
Equipment: Elfin Axe
Inventory:

Spoiler: Lilianna/Errol (click to show/hide)

Name: Lilianna Kythros
Gender: Female
Appearance: Cold weather clothing - overcoat, scarf, vest, thick shirt, shapeless patched pants thingies, gloves, pompom hat, and a few too many belts. Leading colors are washed out greens, yellows and browns. Bright azure hair. Long, fancy looking staff, too, with a blue glowy thingy. Quarter elven, or so she claims.
Backstory: Hailing from an obscure mountain country somewhere to the north, more specifically from its so-called Royal Academy of Geomancery, Lilianna is out here in the search for the World Tree which, she says, is absolutely vital for a few key aspects of her craft. Most of the time that seems to be a front to tour the world, get wasted and rack up huge unpaid tavern bills, though...
She absolutely cannot resist cracking cheesy jokes and groanworthy puns at the worst possible times, and rarely takes anything seriously... so she kind of slid into the whole saving the world business, but hey, taking down an evil sorceress? Piece of cake!
Class: Geomancer

Level: 1 (0/10)
Health: 4/4
Mana: 4/4
Strength: 1d6
Intellect: 1d8
Dexterity: 2d4
Vitality: 1d4

Active Abilities:
Passive Abilities: Terrawareness
Equipment: Frigid Staff
Inventory:

Spoiler: Cherry Skullpop/IronyOwl (click to show/hide)

Name: Cherry Skullpop
Gender: Female
Appearance: Very pale-skinned girl with a high-set white ponytail. Prefers villainous-looking revealing studded leather clothes.
Backstory: Cherry is the seventh daughter of Queen Chalcedony, a sorceress-warrior-queen who attained the throne by saving the kingdom from various disasters better than all the other heroes she was competing with. This also left a convenient number of nearly equally powerful, fairly enraged contenders to help keep the kingdom "strong."

Unfortunately, Cherry wasn't even born when one of Chalcedony's old friends/rivals/bitter enemies made a play for the throne. The resulting catastrophe was truly glorious, with demonic invasions and weird curses and the moon acting all funny and everything, but poor Cherry was forced to hear about all this after the fact and largely as an explanation for why someone else was probably totally going to get the throne instead of her. Explanations that she could probably still get a hold of some land or a bandit camp or something and serve as a foil to her eldest sister the way all the various barons and other runnerups served as foils to her mother were not very comforting.

When another rival made a play, this time with Cherry available, she tried her hand at adventuring, but soon lost heart at the prize- specifically, Duke Lemonheart's ploy was basically just to destroy everything with lava, and Skulldust was still far in the lead as far as throne-gaining. Faced with trying and probably failing to melt everything or toadying up to her sister, Cherry took a third option and just took off, leaving the whole mess behind and hoping to make her fortune some other way.
Class: Disciple of Mammon

Level: 1 (3/10)
Health: 7/7
Mana: 2/3
Strength: 1d4
Intellect: 2d4
Dexterity: 1d6
Vitality: 1d8

Active Abilities: Quick Fingers
Passive Abilities:
Equipment: Royal Backstabber
Inventory: Blue Potion, 2 Gold Coins

Spoiler: Alduin/adwarf (click to show/hide)

Name: Alduin
Gender: Male
Appearance: With long straight silver hair and green eyes Alduin strikes a rather imposing figure with his black cloak with gilded edges and a plain red tunic and brown pants underneath. He appears about average in weight, but is actual thin, the inside of his cloak having been lined with thin metal plates for protection.
Backstory: A young man with dreams of becoming a bounty hunter, Alduin has spent his life learning gun-play and magic in such a way that some call him a Magic Gunner. With such high aspirations Alduin set out in search of glory as soon as he was able, he hunted a few criminals, killed a level three goblin here and there before finally stumbling upon the dungeon where Roll and Dodge have been trapped. Seeing an opportunity he joined the group of heroes going in to free them.
Class: Magic Gunner

Level: 1 (8/10)
Health: 6/6
Mana: 8/8
Strength: 1d4
Intellect: 1d8
Dexterity: 2d4
Vitality: 1d6

Active Abilities: Conflagration Barrel
Passive Abilities:
Equipment: Infinity Mechanism
Inventory: Apple, 2 Gold Coins

[IronyOwl]

South to Everbrook Village. Begin talking to various people.

[freeformschooler]

South to Everbrook Village. Begin talking to various people.

((Gonna get this one out of the way since I made the screen already. Dialogue and simple movement doesn't need a full update.))

Cherry heads south past some bushes and finds herself at the entrance to Everbrook Village. Houses are littered about with what appears to be a market to the west. A blonde haired lady stands nearby, watching a Chain-chomp play in the grass. The blonde lady greets Cherry.

: "Hey! Welcome to Everbrook. You look new around here... are you lost? Need directions someplace?"

[Dermonster]

Marina looks around wildly, seeing everyone suddenly go every which way.

: "Hey! Don't split up! That's not something we should be doing-g."

Frowning slightly, Marina trails after Lilianna, immediantly becoming distracted by the critters.

: "Oh, is that a Flutterbob? Aww! Hey, let me try something-g."

Attempt to serenade Flutterbob.

[IronyOwl]

: "Not lost so much as adventuring. It's a lot like being lost, but you're enjoying yourself.

Anyway, just poking about for useful craftsmen, old men in need of dangerous errands, that sort of thing."

Request standard hero points of interest. If none found, check out market.

[freeformschooler]

: "Not lost so much as adventuring. It's a lot like being lost, but you're enjoying yourself.

Anyway, just poking about for useful craftsmen, old men in need of dangerous errands, that sort of thing."

Request standard hero points of interest. If none found, check out market.

: "Well, the last few months' drought has caused a lot of problems. I'm sure if you went around house to house you could smash pots find someone in need of help."

[Empiricist]

((Signing up for the waitlist))

Spoiler: *----------CHARACTER SHEET----------* (click to show/hide)

Name: Alfred Haze
Gender: Male
Appearance: A slim young man of average height with pink hair and grey eyes. He wears a grey mage's cloak that has had components from various armors integrated into it to force it to adopt the shape of a formal, albeit slightly angular suit. Beneath his cloak he wears a crisp, slightly blue shirt with a black tie and grey trousers ending in black leather shoes.
Backstory: Alfred discovered his aptitude for necromancy at an early age, however being able to communicate with the dead and raise corpses didn't go very well with his aspirations of becoming a defense attorney. Mainly because having the ability to summon homicide victims to accuse clients of their murder isn't a very helpful in the criminal law system. Undeterred, Alfred opted to become a commercial lawyer instead, which negated this issue. He still does a bit of necromancy work on the side, mainly involving animating fossil fuels to self-extract. He only ever animates the dead in the form of fossil fuels due to the myriad of hygiene, ethical, legal and OH&S issues associated with animating corpses.
Apparently, a few of Whitewater's shards landed in properties owned by other people. He has been hired by these people to prosecute her for trespassing.
Class: Commercial Lawyer/Conglomerate Necromancer
Strength: 1d4
Intellect: 2d4
Dexterity: 1d6
Vitality: 1d8

[IronyOwl]

: "Aha! Excellent, thank you."

Start going door to door and asking if they need help like some sort of traveling door-to-door mercenary.

[Tiruin]

((That is one cute Chain-chomp XD Well it looks cute to me...somehow?

Darnit FFS. Why do you induce nostalgia so easy?! Kudos for that ^^))

[Xanmyral]

[May as well join up, although I don't expect to be jumping in anytime soon, so this functions as a non-empty post to watch I suppose. Character creation is always enjoyable to me though, watching an idea form from random ideas.]

Spoiler: Character Sheet (click to show/hide)

Name: Rolf M. Holloway
Gender: Male
Appearance: Typically relaxed facial expression, brown eyes, bald, decent beard. Not mountain man, not stubble, which goes up in what would be mutton chops. Extraordinarily thick eyebrows. Fairly tanned, face pockmarked, nose slightly crooked due to old fracture that didn't set right. Wide mouth with give suitably face stretching grins. Dresses formally when able.
Backstory: "Always an odd one, that Holloway. Not in a scary odd, a funny odd, or any of that sort, more of just an odd kind of odd. You never really got that he was odd until after you've met him a few times, before that he always seems like a chipper fellow, dresses well and seems to try and keep rather decent grooming. While he may be slightly terse in speech, he always means well, more akin to listening rather than talking, smiling rather than speaking. Now, while this may sound like an upright citizen of society, you always feel like things were rather... Off, after the encounter. Never could put my finger on it, rather, still can't quite do so today. Polite as can be when he speaks, buts its rarely as if he's quite all there though. You know, I saw him at the range the other day, practicing with his blunderbuss. Odd sort of weapon that, I take it he's not exactly one for aiming I suppose. Rolf has often remarked about his small town, pleasant place from the sounds of it, forest and plains, babbling brook and all that. Sounds wonderful, but never could find it on a map..."
Class: Schadenfreudian Blunderbusser
Strength: 1d6
Intellect: 1d4
Dexterity: 1d8
Vitality: 2d4

[Errol]

Go for the other Flutterbob. Whack him into submission!