Turn Back The Clock (OOC, CLOSED)

[Esternial]

Hmm. Is that actually a greatsword, or is it a video game greatsword, i.e. a longsword? :p

Hmm, well it's a greatsword intended for humans. Arryn can manage it with a shield.

I'm too lazy to edit it so let's go with that :>

[Novas Arcanum]

So my girl is uber creeped out now....

Wasn't me. Was the parrot.

Sure it was the parrot

[Olthar]

Hmm. Is that actually a greatsword, or is it a video game greatsword, i.e. a longsword?

Hmm, well it's a greatsword intended for humans. Arryn can manage it with a shield.

I'm too lazy to edit it so let's go with that :>

Dude's tall if he can one hand a five and a half foot sword.

[Esternial]

Hmm, well it's a greatsword intended for humans. Arryn can manage it with a shield.

I'm too lazy to edit it so let's go with that :>

Dude's tall if he can one hand a five and a half foot sword.

Uhhh...well I guess he is now.

[Ameriganastan]

You see, this is why I don't trust Elves.

[Great Confederacy of Commonwealth States]

It's not racism if it is valid.

[Olthar]

Dude's tall if he can one hand a five and a half foot sword.

Uhhh...well I guess he is now.

Well, he is part dragon, and they can get a bit large.

[Constaniana]

App
Name: Alejandro Don Corabarsqi
Race: Halfling
Age: 24
Description: Link.
Personality: Boisterous, aggressive, cocky.
Abilities: Sword fighter, acrobat
Equipment: One rapier and buckler, light cuirass, four dirks, vulture-cape (basically Batman's parachute cape), a surprising amount of goat cheese wheels.
Bio: When one hears of halflings, the mental image that comes to mind is typically peaceful folk, dwelling in comfortable holes dug into hills as round and gentle as their occupants. But shorter folk are well adapted to harsh climates like high mountains, and this was certainly the case with the Principality of Jordeusqa. These halflings occupied a country of steep cliffs, canyons, sagebrush, and goats. With only modest stores of metals and other natural resources, nobody aside from goat enthusiasts and geologists would have paid much attention to Jordavara had it not been for where it was stuck: the patch of slightly shorter mountains than all the other ones between the Grand Kingdom of Calais, and the Resplendent Kingdom of Madricelona. Other routes existed between the two countries by land and sea, but Jordeusqa was a somewhat easier way and as a consequence got occupied frequently. Over the centuries the halflings got tired of the tall people squatting on their land and roasting their goats, and began a series of uprisings. At first their only tactics were to drop enough rocks on them to make them go away, but that was deemed insufficient. It was only when the vulture-cape was developed and the Zaldunmendiros, or Knights of the Mountains, were born, that Jordeusqa would become independent. The vulture-capes were a result of their long appreciation of bird watching, particularly the helpful vultures that made it easy to dispose of their dead, and could billow out to slow a fall. When some more pugnacious and daring halflings pushed the limits on how long they could put off extending their pretend wings before hitting the ground and still be able to walk, they soon also came up with the idea of dropping down onto the heads of their enemies that were usually out of their reach because of height and smashing up those important bits. Proclaiming themselves the Zaldunmendiros, the Jordeusqan warriors managed to cause enough of a nuisance for the soldiers of Calais and Madricelona that both kingdoms withdrew from the region 200 years ago. Since then the Knights of the Mountains perfected their style, depending heavily on surprise and agility against taller, more heavily armoured foes.

Senor Alejandro was born into a respectable herding family with many, many goats. But there were more than enough sons and hired hands to tend to them, and so he did what plenty of surplus sons typically did and joined the army. He was selected for Zaldunmendir training thanks to his expertise in yelling, experience jumping around on cliffs chasing goats (which wouldn't be all that different from catching bandits), and generally quarrelsome nature making him a perfect fit for the mountain berserker class. His comrades were excellent soldiers, but even they fell prey to the Corpse Lord eventually. Alejandro found his way to Thedusta with the remnants of his army and was chosen by Taxarif to aid in this most desperate final quest. Don Corabarsqi will not fail his people a second time.

[Ameriganastan]

App
Name: Alejandro Don Corabarsqi
Race: Halfling
Age: 24
Description: Link.
Personality: Boisterous, aggressive, cocky.
Abilities: Sword fighter, acrobat
Equipment: One rapier and buckler, light cuirass, four dirks, vulture-cape (basically Batman's parachute cape), a surprising amount of goat cheese wheels.
Bio: When one hears of halflings, the mental image that comes to mind is typically peaceful folk, dwelling in comfortable holes dug into hills as round and gentle as their occupants. But shorter folk are well adapted to harsh climates like high mountains, and this was certainly the case with the Principality of Jordeusqa. These halflings occupied a country of steep cliffs, canyons, sagebrush, and goats. With only modest stores of metals and other natural resources, nobody aside from goat enthusiasts and geologists would have paid much attention to Jordavara had it not been for where it was stuck: the patch of slightly shorter mountains than all the other ones between the Grand Kingdom of Calais, and the Resplendent Kingdom of Madricelona. Other routes existed between the two countries by land and sea, but Jordavara was a somewhat easier way and as a consequence got occupied frequently. Over the centuries the halflings got tired of the tall people squatting on their land and roasting their goats, and began a series of uprisings. At first their only tactics were to drop enough rocks on them to make them go away, but that was deemed insufficient. It was only when the vulture-cape was developed and the Zaldunmendiros, or Knights of the Mountains, were born, that Jordavara would become independent. The vulture-capes were a result of their long appreciation of bird watching, particularly the helpful vultures that made it easy to dispose of their dead, and could billow out to slow a fall. When some more pugnacious and daring halflings pushed the limits on how long they could put off extending their pretend wings before hitting the ground and still be able to walk, they soon also came up with the idea of dropping down onto the heads of their enemies that were usually out of their reach because of height and smashing up those important bits. Proclaiming themselves the Zaldunmendiros, the Jordavaran warriors managed to cause enough of a nuisance for the soldiers of Calais and Madricelona that both kingdoms withdrew from the region 200 years ago. Since then the Knights of the Mountains perfected their style, depending heavily on surprise and agility against taller, more heavily armoured foes.

Senor Alejandro was born into a respectable herding family with many, many goats. But there were more than enough sons and hired hands to tend to them, and so he did what plenty of surplus sons typically did and joined the army. He was selected for Zaldunmendir training thanks to his expertise in yelling, experience jumping around on cliffs chasing goats (which wouldn't be all that different from catching bandits), and generally quarrelsome nature making him a perfect fit for the mountain berserker class. His comrades were excellent soldiers, but even they fell prey to the Corpse Lord eventually. Alejandro found his way to Thedusta with the remnants of his army and was chosen by Taxarif to aid in this most desperate final quest. Don Corabarsqi will not fail his people a second time.

Accepted.

[Olthar]

Appropriately enough, a strategy of dropping on enemies would likely only work for small races such as halflings. With a slower terminal velocity, big capes might actually be enough to save them. *sage nod*

[Great Confederacy of Commonwealth States]

Where were those cabal mages imprisoned?

Alternatively, did you mean incinerated?

[Ameriganastan]

Alternatively, did you mean incinerated?

I did.

[Olthar]

Nadia Tibbles doesn't do anything in an ordinary manner.

[Ameriganastan]

Should I wait for the last 3 or just move along?

[Olthar]

Should I wait for the last 3 or just move along?

I wouldn't mind either way, though we have been waiting for a while already.

[Olthar]

Hey, do you think you could give us a description of what we're looking at on the other side of the portal? Are we still in the city, or did we move somewhere else? And did we travel back far enough that it would be noticeable from our surroundings?

[Ameriganastan]

Hey, do you think you could give us a description of what we're looking at on the other side of the portal? Are we still in the city, or did we move somewhere else? And did we travel back far enough that it would be noticeable from our surroundings?

Right. I should do that.

[Olthar]

So, eight, possibly nine characters? That's quite a lot to keep track of. It's a good thing that half of them are probably going to drop out in the first week.

I said half, not everyone but me. :|

[Spindle]

I'll tag this.

What sort of magic system does this world have, or are we free to start wheeling around it?

[Ameriganastan]

I'll tag this.

What sort of magic system does this world have, or are we free to start wheeling around it?

...Do you not see the 'Closed' up there?

[Spindle]

I'll tag this.

What sort of magic system does this world have, or are we free to start wheeling around it?

...Do you not see the 'Closed' up there?

Honestly? Not until just now...

Sorry for that.

[Novas Arcanum]

So could Éléonore cast a spell to learn exactly where they are?

[Ameriganastan]

So could Éléonore cast a spell to learn exactly where they are?

Go for it.

Also, he's not withering away anymore. He tried jumping to a new body and got stuck in the body of his parrot.

[Ameriganastan]

...Do you not see the 'Closed' up there?

Honestly? Not until just now...

Sorry for that.

...Well, now I feel bad. I guess I can cut you a break.

[Olthar]

Wow. The prissy princess must be really uptight if eating a leaf is "disgusting." Hasn't she heard of vegetables or is that just commoner food to her?