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[Asin]

Thukkanurist, the dwarves call it. You, hearing of the tales of this place, have come to make a living. Or to preform. Or to kill monsters. But before you can think about your next move, a dwarf, appearing with a book and a quill pen, walks up to you.


Welcome to Amberdagger.

(Alright! The gist of this is you enter the fort as a citizen, longterm resident or what have you and live life in this crazy place! Interact with the locals! Get drunk at the finest tavern, "The Violet Rat"! Mine! Do whatever!)


Application Form Template:
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Race (dwarf, human, elf, goblin, animal man):
Religion:
(Dwarven Pantheon:
Urdim, god of creation, wealth, and jewels.

Datan Amberpaint, goddess of minerals and mountains.

Arist the Savage Cradles, god of war, fortresses, volcanoes, metals, crafts, and the moon.

Ast, god of food, pregnancy, children, youth, and family.

Ertal the Bewilderment of Lilac, god of wisdom, longevity, speech, poetry, persuasion, and night.

If not of the pantheon, please put "other".)
Profession:
Plans of citizenship: (if you wanna be a citizen, longterm resident, or etc.)
Appearance:


(That's it! It may be long, but it's gonna be good!)

[S34N1C]

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: Calvin Androsa
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Previous home: N/A (born and raised here)
Religion: Other
Profession: Bard/Mercenary
Plans of citizenship: Citizen
Appearance: Tall, well built. Short brown hair. Has a guitar strapped to his back and a sword on his hip.

[Asin]

Name: Calvin Androsa
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Previous home: N/A (born and raised here)
Religion: Other
Profession: Bard/Mercenary
Plans of citizenship: Citizen
Appearance: Tall, well built. Short brown hair. Has a guitar strapped to his back and a sword on his hip.

The dwarf exclaims.

"Ah, Calvin! Been a long time! What are ya doing with all these other immigrants? Come in, come in! The Violet Rat just hasn't been the same without ya!"

[Beirus]

Spoiler: The Rhino (click to show/hide)

Name: Zevran
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Race (dwarf, human, elf, goblin, animal man): Rhinoceros man
Religion: Other
Profession: Mercenary/Swordmaster
Plans of citizenship: Longterm Resident
Appearance: A tall, broad shouldered, muscular Rhinoceros man in battered plate armor, with a large two-handed sword strapped to his back. His hands are calloused. His eyes are brown.

[Asin]

Name: Zevran
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Race (dwarf, human, elf, goblin, animal man): Rhinoceros man
Religion: Other
Profession: Mercenary/Swordmaster
Plans of citizenship: Longterm Resident
Appearance: A tall, broad shouldered, muscular Rhinoceros man in battered plate armor, with a large two-handed sword strapped to his back. His hands are calloused. His eyes are brown.

The dwarf looks up with an expression that seems to be a mix of surprise and terror.

"Hello... Zevran! Longterm resident, eh? Enjoy your stay here at Amberdagger!"

[Beirus]

((Does that mean I can start making actions now, or did you want to wait for more people to show up?))

[crazyabe]

Spoiler: Guh? This wark? (click to show/hide)

Name: Uuurrg
Age: 606
Gender: Male
Race: Arist the Savage Cradles, god of war, fortresses, volcanoes, metals, crafts, and the moon.
Religion: Troll
Profession: Miner/Beast of Burden/Bard
Plans of citizenship: uuhg, Deciad letar? Uh, No invade? Preform?
Appearance: A huge humanoid monster with coarse fur, large tusks and horns, his fur is braided, his fur is brown.

[Asin]

((Does that mean I can start making actions now, or did you want to wait for more people to show up?))

(Actions now.)

[Asin]

Name: Uuurrg
Age: 606
Gender: Male
Race: Arist the Savage Cradles, god of war, fortresses, volcanoes, metals, crafts, and the moon.
Religion: Troll
Profession: Miner/Beast of Burden/Bard
Plans of citizenship: uuhg, Deciad letar? Uh, No invade? Preform?
Appearance: A huge humanoid monster with coarse fur, large tusks and horns, his fur is braided, his fur is brown.

The dwarf looks up in utter shock.

"A troll?!

...

Alright, come in. Just don't break anything."

[Beirus]

"Thank you. I heard interesting monsters showed up here sometimes. I want to kill them. But for now, could you point me to the bar?" Zevran asks, looking down to make eye contact with the dwarf.

[crazyabe]

The Troll wanders over to the Violet Rat and walks in through the door (luckily not literally). Almost immediately it jumps into a perfect rendition of "100 Elves hanging on the wall" a rather well known Dwarven Drinking song.

[Asin]

"Thank you. I heard interesting monsters showed up here sometimes. I want to kill them. But for now, could you point me to the bar?" Zevran asks, looking down to make eye contact with the dwarf.

The dwarf almost stutters.

"Enter inside. To your left is the Violet Rat, our tavern."

The Troll wanders over to the Violet Rat and walks in through the door (luckily not literally). Almost immediately it jumps into a perfect rendition of "100 Elves hanging on the wall" a rather well known Dwarven Drinking song.

The dwarf cups a hand over his ear.

"Is that 100 Elves hanging on the wall I hear?"

The dwarf runs off to the Violet Rat and another takes his place.

"Greetings. I am Med Armstone. Any more immigrants?"

[Beirus]

Zevran makes his way to the tavern, passing by the singing troll and making his way up to the bar. He signals for a drink from the bartender, using his size to his advantage to get the bartender's attention. "I'll take a tankard of mead if you have it."

[S34N1C]

The dwarf exclaims.

"Ah, Calvin! Been a long time! What are ya doing with all these other immigrants? Come in, come in! The Violet Rat just hasn't been the same without ya!"

"Just getting back from a job. Good to be home."
Calvin enters the bar, and joins in the drinking and singing, aiding his voice with his guitar.

[Asin]

Zevran makes his way to the tavern, passing by the singing troll and making his way up to the bar. He signals for a drink from the bartender, using his size to his advantage to get the bartender's attention. "I'll take a tankard of mead if you have it."

The bartender notices and comes back with a tankard of mead.
"Enjoy."

The dwarf exclaims.

"Ah, Calvin! Been a long time! What are ya doing with all these other immigrants? Come in, come in! The Violet Rat just hasn't been the same without ya!"

"Just getting back from a job. Good to be home."
Calvin enters the bar, and joins in the drinking and singing, aiding his voice with his guitar.

"Hmm?" goes the bartender as he notices Calvin.
"Greetings, Calvin! Any news? Been hearing there's a war going on with some goblins over in Goldcall. That true?"