(I really like the first dude's character can you just stick with him? and then you're welcome to join.)
I wanted to make a fantasy RP, so I made one. (P.S. We're always open!)
//yeap
Just let me come up with a tragic death for nimue :P
(got it)
Kirin’s head flew up from where he’d been staring into his drink when he thought he saw her. He didn’t. Just another girl with black hair. She’s dead, Abendrot. Get a grip. “What are we doing again?”
"Alright then, from the top" Archia stands up abruptly and looks off into the distance
FLASHBACK
"A little girl ran into me crying when we entered the city. The told us all about the Duke and how his evilness is pretty bad. Apparently, he kidnapped his brother, who was the best swordsman in town, and it seems like he brainwashed him to become a mindless slave. SO NOW we have to save the brother and perhaps accidentally killing the duke"
Archica sits back down to enjoy his drink and looks to the others in approval.
Talon nodded, smiling at the 'accidentally killing the duke' because we all know there will be no accident about it. "How are we going to do this?" He wanted a plan laid out, it had to be organised and controlled. This was all rather risky business considering past cases with the duke and adventurers.
Djynn sat down and ordered a drink.
“Bust in and f-ck sh-t up,” he laughed. “Or we could do it another way, if you guys want.”
Djynn eyes the trio at the table across from her.
Talon hums lightly, "We might want to polish that a bit more but sure, F-ck everthing up," he nods. He takes another sip of his drink while looking around, noticing someone from the bar eyeing them up.
(That would be Djynn?)
(That would indeed)
(K.)
Djynn noticed one of them staring at her and she pulled the shawl hem a bit further over her eyes.
“Is someone watching?” He asked, turning around to see what was going on.
He nods and debates whether to say anything, Talon figures it would be better to make sure they're not with the duke. "You alright?" He calls out, finding it suspicious that they are trying to cover themself.
Djynn frowns. "Yeah, I'm fine thanks. What's it to you?"
"You were just staring," Talon rolls the map up and shoves in his bag, "I was concerned." Talon keeps a passive expression while watching the stranger.
"Well, I'm fine, thanks." She repeated praying he wouldn't come over. She didn't want to deal with anyone freaking out.
"Sure," Talon doesn't push further, but he keeps an eye on her. He takes another sip only to realise that his glass is empty.
“You can have mine,” Kirin said, pushing it over despite his internal screaming. Don’t make yourself forget, Kirin, he thought to himself.
"You sure?" Talon asks but takes the drink non the less. "We need to figure out how to get to the brother, and the Duke. Any ideas?"
“Douse the place in alcohol and set it all on fire. Besides that, I got nothing.” He didn’t like using his powers anymore.
Djynn leaned in just a little. They were talking death, which was intriguing.
"We could desgise ourselves as guards or break in. I don't think burning it will help the brother much if he's in it." Talon points out.
"OR…" Archia seemed to indicate there was something obvious "We could just fly over!" Archia speaks and stands to spread his wings, only to notice quite a few too many people staring at him. "Or nooootttt…" Archia says slowly
"A MAGIC USER!" A patron yells, as two armed men burst through the door. "Uh oh," archia states, seconds before the first punches start to fly.
"Shoot," Talon prepares his throwing knifes, aiming them at the guards. He hits one in the leg and a knife goes flying past the other ones head, missing by a hair.
Get it together, Abendrot! Kirin spread his fingers and blue magic swirled out of his hands. He ran in front of one man and sent his magic to the man’s head, gaining control after a short struggle.
Djynn retreated to a corner. If one of the guards got cut open, she could easily finish him.
Hey!
Who a
The hell are you? Get out of my head!
Nah.
Archia decided to jump through the air and grab a chair on his way smashing one of the armored men. Curiously it didn't even seem to phase him. "That's odd…" Archia states just before he gets thrown to the ground.