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Phase I of Alpha Two testing will occur on weekends. Each weekend is scheduled to start on Fridays at 10 AM PT and end on Sundays at 10 PM PT. Find out more here.
Check out Alpha Two Announcements here to see the latest Alpha Two news and update notes.
Our quickest Alpha Two updates are in Discord. Testers with Alpha Two access can chat in Alpha Two channels by connecting your Discord and Intrepid accounts here.
A predator walks in the Tavern
Meatloaf
Member, Alpha Two
The wind kicks leaves across the cobbled roads and kisses the fur on his mane as he walks towards the familiar aroma of the local tavern. Looking side to side and observing all of the possible entrances and exits is just a common practice of his not because he needs a way to escape but because he wants to know where the prey is most likely to escape from. Pulling down his hood he makes his way into the tavern and pulls up a stool to the bar. Standing out among the sea of adventurers a 6ft+ Leonin Tulnar with sharp eyes and an even sharper wit. He motions over to the barkeep and drops a bag of gold on the bar, looks up, and growls in a low tone "A round for the tavern...it was a good hunt".
(Join in let's have a good time in the bar guys, introduce your characters, and let's chat. The link below is just the shortened YT vid of me coming up with the character.)
https://youtube.com/watch?v=8qJ6R0NOgVU&t=5s
(Join in let's have a good time in the bar guys, introduce your characters, and let's chat. The link below is just the shortened YT vid of me coming up with the character.)
https://youtube.com/watch?v=8qJ6R0NOgVU&t=5s
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"Come on into Kegs Bane Keep, and share your story."
As the drinks our poured, and the spirits are lifted, the tavern starts livening up, the previously quite conversations, are magnified into a bustling cacophony of sound, that resonates around the tavern. Leonin Turner (assuming that’s his name) seemed to be the life of the party with a huge stream of Adventurers around him, such was to be expected, after all he had brought almost as many golden opinions as real gold to the the tavern. Boasting a successful adventuring career not many could stand up to, he was by far the most obvious ‘big-shot’ around. But the most dangerous people are rarely at the centre of the party.
Among the continuously expanding crowds, not many managed to stand out. But such was not the case for Joarius, though not too tall in stature, it was his magnificent build that really raised eyebrows, the proportions, the size, all was on point with his chilled shape. He was the sort of figure that one could imagine some ancient statue being based upon. His brown eyes pierced the room searching for something, someone, in the warm light of the tavern they looked almost golden, full of energy, but also rich in wisdom. He wore light clothes, clothes that although didn’t posses fancy patters or marks, extorted a feeling of importance, of strength. To his left a short sword was covered by a similarly plain sheath, yet the handle, the only visible part, was greatly decorated with weird letters, or maybe numbers, really one had no way to tell for it was not a language that anyone knew. He sat there, carefully sipping beer, as one would sip maybe wine. He sat there sipping, still searching, uninterrupted by the load noises of those around him.
She found herself once again biting her lip, an unfortunate bad habit she’d been unable to kick for centuries, in concentration as she stared deeply at the contents of her newfound guide, a book so large that she would have disappeared if not for the wooden antlers peeking out of the side of her head.
She let out a short, excited, audible gasp, catching the attention of the tavern owner, who she assumed was tired of her shenanigans. She lept out of her chair, closing the book with a swift thump. Her copper colored eyes reflected her change in mood widening as she frantically stuffed numerous tools and trinkets she had dumped onto the table back into a brown satchel before making a beeline for the door, stopping only to toss a few coins on the table where she had once again left her food and drink untouched.
(Note: I’ve never roleplayed before so please give me pointers if there’s anything I should adjust!)
The man introduces himself as Beauchee, a Tulnar from the far reaches of the land. His presence commands attention, and it's not just because of his imposing height or the shimmering swords at his side. His armor, a full plate style that covers every inch of his body except for his head, is a testament to his strength and experience. It's clear that he's seen his fair share of battles, and he carries himself with the confidence of a seasoned adventurer.
The swords at his side are equally impressive. Made of an unknown shiny metal, they seem to almost glow with a magical energy. As he draws them from their scabbards, they sing with a sound that is almost musical. It's clear that Beauchee is not to be trifled with. His mere presence in the tavern is enough to give even the bravest of patrons pause. But despite his intimidating appearance, there's a kindness in his eyes that belies his fearsome exterior.
As he takes a seat at the bar, Beauchee orders a pint and nods to those around him in greeting. It's clear that he's not looking for trouble, but woe betide anyone who tries to cross him. For this Tulnar sentinel is a force to be reckoned with, and his legend is only just beginning.
(not sure if talking about myself in the 3rd person is sane but oh well)
I think You did very well. Especially when you truly think You are not good at this. ;->
✓ Occasional Roleplayer
✓ Guild is " Balderag's Garde " for now. (German)