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dm-paul-weber · 1 year
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Troll Camps 2030x2030 Visit my post on Reddit for the full map size download. Here
Adventure Ideas.
Mountain Pass: A shortcut to the parties destination is through this mountain passage which will save days off of their travel time, but at last, a troll has set up camp and demands coin, treasure or food in the form of the adventurers!
Emerald Enclave Outpost Ruins: A passage up a mountain side is marked by a green banner baring the crest of the Emerald Enclave. Atop the cliff lies the ruins of a Emerald Enclave outpost that was taken over by a foul troll who defends his newly claimed land. The Emerald Enclave wishes to retake this area but lacks the resources and their numbers are small and injured.
Cavern: A vicious thunderstorm tears through the jungle but a large cave that looks ideal for shelter can be seen in the distance. As the adventurers approach, it's clear other people have used this area as a campsite, their torn tents soaked in blood and their gear left abandoned. A fearsome troll lives in the small cavern ahead.
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julandran · 2 years
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Don't tell the professor.
[The group is attempting to communicate with the ghost of Erasmus Van Richten without revealing his presence to his father, Rudolf, who has noticed that something has caught their attention.]
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Saige: (as Valentine) "Sorry. You probably wouldn't believe it, but a small spectral cat tends to follow me around. Every once in a while, he decides to make his presence known, and apparently he didn't trust you."
Todd: I'd like to [do an] Insight check for… bullshittery.
Saige: I would like to contest that with bullshit.
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Black Dice Society — s.2, ep. 14 (youtu.be/VuqpfhMlCXw)
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ordersreality · 2 years
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3 World building Political
Government Politics is the science of shepherding a population that lives together in a town, city, or kingdom.
The larger the town the more complex her political structure. Still, that structure remains fractal, that is the parts are similar to the whole. A town, a settlement where hardly anyone is a stranger, will have a chieftain, who might have an advisor, and an enforcer. A larger city, with a much larger population, especially if they were born of more than one settlement, will have advisors from each town or district, if for nothing more than keeping up appearances. Those cities will then contribute advisors to a more centralized governor, such as a counsel of lords or a king. They might be called something special, like ‘senator’. Their function remains the same, a way to control a population, usually for their own advantage, though often with that population’s needs in mind. I’ve heard it said three days without food could cost the king his crown, or head, whichever comes first.
Should a town be more centrally governed that government is likely to have a centrally located hall of government. That might be a castle, a hall, or a field, depending on custom and ceremony. The artisans will establish their working camp first, and that will be close to that central hall of government, a source of water, and a source of materials for building, decorating the structure, and feeding the artisans and their crews.
Once established the next center to develop will be the market place. In a younger town that center will be close to the artisans’ camp, and will move to the walls if those are rooted, usually with the artisans who built those walls.
Roads and paths within and around town might develop organically if the government is less centralized, or might be well ordered. Some towns might form a patchwork of neighborhoods, some well ordered and well spaced, others organic and tightly fitted together. If land is a premium housing is sure to build vertically, unless ground stability or building materials are an issue.
Agricultural success will encourage population growth. That growth will encourage an exchange of land use from agrarian to urban. Then, should a natural or military upheaval occur, the population is likely to falter from starvation as more is required from less land. Good stewardship of resources can mitigate these losses. Yet, selective pressures can overwhelm even the best stewards.
Political structures range from centralized authority to decentralized, and autonomous anarchy. Anarchy works best in small social structures on frontiers where individuals discover their own best contribution to a society. Some limitations do apply; children want some experience before they can look after their own affairs or they might be exploited. Also, exploitation is limited to mutual agreement where the exploited might either walk away and broadcast the exploiter’s reputation far and wide, or the exploited might take the exploiter to task, either before arbitration or field of combat.
A centralized authority governs over larger populations from hamlets of a few dozen to cities of several hundred to states of several more hundreds. This authority may govern well or poorly. Either way they will govern just about every aspect of their population’s life and economics. The population’s choices will be limited to those approved by the government.
Most societies fall somewhere between those two. A quiet government felt only during a crisis might govern best. Sadly, that much power will attract psychopaths and others who like that kind of authority over other people’s lives. Even the best hearts can falter under the corrupting influences of that much power.
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cali-photographer · 2 years
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@oo0lady-mad0oo Looks so pretty in my bedroom
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eldritchgray · 4 months
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I'm having so much fun playing Dredge, but I accidentally got so wrapped up in the day-to-day gameplay of going out and fishing that I've barely made any actual progress
For reference my fisherman has been in the Mallows for over a month and I've only just now gone to the next area
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smille-c · 6 months
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MCYT moment i think way to much about:
"Welcome home Theseus"
"You're using words when the universal language of this world is violence"
"What am i without you?" "Yourself"
"But he loves me"
"Why did you press all those buttons" "Because i'm ME"
"I am your arms just tell me who needs to die"
"I've spent the last fifteen years looking for you" "I've spent the last fifteen years trying to survive"
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mistythedritten · 1 month
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Sam could never turn anti-Dream Team. The way that man blushed when Dream kissed hic cheek? It would be an EMBARRASSMENT and everyone would just pull out screenshots of it! Almost as embarrassing as saying you were never friends with the dude whose house you lived in for weeks for free! But just almost
Anon. Anon you are so right.
Sam could never, especially with how giggly he got about it. And don’t forget the prison roll play! They had private roll play sessions, there is no going back for that man. If he turns his back, that man is walking straight into the biggest fire he could.
But at least he didn’t live with them, right?
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blueseachelle · 1 year
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It's a Contract. Chapter 3.
Vox Machina Critical Role
Percy x Female Human Draconian Warlock! Reader
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Percy hesitantly ran away.
Leaving Y/n to fight the Briarwoods alone. He wish he could stay and help her but, he had to protect Cassy now.
'Y/n, I will never be able to repay you. I will come back for you.'
Once Percy was out or sight, Y/n focused on Dahlia and Silas. She rushed forward clashing swords with Silas and shooting magic at Dahlia.
This went on for a little bit until Dahlia managed to hit her. Time seemed to freeze. Y/n saw the sword swing come down as well as she fell backward.
'Spirit.'
All of the sudden, a dark mist filled the room. The black mist has swirls of blue within it. The sword clashed with the mist as Y/n disappeared and re-appeared behind him, slashing him with a claw.
Dahlia looked in horror as her beloved husband hit the floor. She looked at the new figure with emerged from this mist. The once human has became part of something else. The once armor was replaced with a female figured frame with black and white dress. The once hands where now replaced with black claws. She held a large dark blade. Her hair replaced now with long silver blue layered hair. Dark wings protruded from her back. Her eyes glowed a blue color. Almost as if blue flames replaced the human eyes. (Here's a general idea. Just add my little changes. Thx!)
Dahlia felt fear for the first time as the figure came face to face with her. They were nose to nose as Y/n stared into her soul. Just as Y/n raised her sword to smite her, a familiar black sword stabbed through Y/n's stomach. Silas pierced her.
Y/n went to move but Silas pushed the blade up, twisted it, and cut through her right side. Her once raised right arm fell back to her side. After the sword sliced through, she staggered slightly before falling to the floor.
The mist dissipated in the process.
Dahlia looked in disbelief. That power and strength that child carried. She wanted that to help her take over. She quickly healed Silas before telling him to pick up Y/n's body and put it into a nearby room. The first thing they will do is resurrect this spirit and gain it's favor after the take over.
*To Y/n*
Y/n woke up in a dark place. She looked around, frightened. She stood up. She was back in her original armor.
"Hello?"
Just as she spoke, the room lit up with stars.
She looked around.
'Is this the judgment plain I was taught about? It's not as scare as they made it out to be.'
"That's because this isn't the plain of Judgement. This is the plain of Celestia."
The room grew into a blue color, now, it looked like the actual galaxy.
Y/n turned to the voice and met face to face with a large White-Silver dragon and the same color eyes as her. She swallowed.
"Bahamut?"
"Yes, it is I."
She took a deep breath. She look back at him with tears in her eyes.
"I failed in my mission, didn't I?
Bahamut saw these tears and his heart softened. The reason she was some much in his favor is because she had the qualities needed but also, that she looked like his human love that began this clan. He sees her as still her original Blue eyed, Blonde haired self. Not the changes being chosen cause.
"No. Much the opposite. You trust that I you do anything to upkeep my promise. correct?"
"Yes, of course, My Lord."
"The reason why you are here is bacause you about to be revived."
The bluenette looked up at him. She liked that. She was so happy to meet the creator of her clan but, she couldn't help but wonder if Percy made it. Bahamut saw these thoughts and waved his tail across a small patch of ground in front of her. She could see what was happening in Whitestone. She watched in shock and anger as she watch the Briarwoods beat him and cut him. She took a breath and looked at the all-knowing dragon.
"I have a request."
Bahamut looked at her.
"What is it?"
"I want to exchange my life for his escape."
Bahamut was actual caught slightly off guard by this request. He looked at her. Not once has he seen a human with such valor. Every one of her ancestors and relatives would always ask to be brought back. Yet, here you are. At the age of 17 with your whole life ahead of you, you ask to toss it aside for the one you beloved.
"Why is he so important to you?"
The tears once again collected in her blue eyes.
"Because he means the world to me and I want him to live to fulfill a life and reclaim what is his. I want what he wants. I want him to survive. Please. I'd rather stay here and let him live than be alive myself. Please, Lord Bahamut."
Bahamut looked down at the girl.
'I guess this is a fair trade. I'd get my love back for a short while and this human can live.'
"Fine. Deal."
The girl was relieved. Percy won't die.
'I do this for you, Percival De Rolo. Take back what's yours.'
Since time in Celestia as different in the earth realm (Every minute that is in Celestia was half a year on earth- This may not be accurate but, for the sake of the story, let’s go with it.), within what seemed like a few seconds Percy made it out of the clutches of those vampires.
Y/n sighed with a breath or relief. She knew he would find his way after his escape.
Bahamut curled his tail around her. He looked down at her. It was almost time for her to return back to the realm of the living. She looked back up at him and smiled. He knew he would miss her when she went back but, he will make sure to keep her alive. For her and his sake. He has a promise to up keep and he won’t let his name become one of despise amongst the Dagon family.
“It’s time.”
She looked at him with confusion.
“Time for what? I’m staying here, right?”
He tightened the tail that was gently wrapped around her.
“You have a job to complete. You can’t stay here but, remember that you will always be in my favor. Don’t pray to the spirit. Pray to me for am I the spirit in you and only you. You will be able to contact me anytime. I’m always here. Others may think I’m a ruthless killer of judgement, which I am but, you are different, Y/n. You are here because you are favored. Don’t let anyone tell you otherwise. I’m here with you in favor every time. For I am a keeper of promises as well as the passer of judgement. The next time someone thinks they can strike you down, I will empower you. Now, it’s time to go. It will be strange at first but, trust in me.”
Y/n looked at him a set his hand on his tail.
“I trust you. I will come to you for aid. Not the ‘spirit’ in myself. Thank you for giving me another chance at life.”
Bahamut set his forehead to her gently.
And with that, she was brought back.
Well…. Kinda…
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woodyrubster · 1 month
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When the past catches up to them… And pay back is being served…
Once before Negan found Jess, he did things differently. He was another man consumed by his grief and acted out.
That past is catching up to him, except now his own kid will know the consequences of her dad’s past…
It always sucks when you writing towards a big drama moment, but losing one of your characters is just a little too sad and painful, tho you know it will bring character development and a lot of new sweet stuff.
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definitely-not-an-alb · 6 months
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Also on the front of 'DND players will pack-bond with ANYTHING' ... my group adopted a potted plant
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panda-paco · 1 year
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Pen and Paper
Happy New Year!!! Welcome to 2023!! Wishing you all on the roll you get a 20 for this new year! Don't be afraid of big monsters, they may be friendly and attacking immediately instead of finding out beforehand can make you avoid knowledge and new perspectives on the world and around us. Poster for Furry Connection Silvester, in Rheinböllen, Germany. Their theme "Pen & Paper" originally was planned for their 2021-2022 event, which had to be postponed. Digital. Photoshop.
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papetoonfox · 6 months
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Update
Gonna be working on my page soon, and updating things. ❤️ it’s been a wild few days for me, but I have some great people in my life who’s been helping me through so much. I want to update a couple of rules for whenever I start RPing on here, which currently I have nothing going on at the moment.
I’m SO EXCITED to have a brand new start in life and on here! I’m hoping that I can make new friends as time goes by and get back into the swing of RPing more on here. I’m no stranger to any of this, like I’ve said, I had an old Fox RP Blog back in like 2015, that I got rid of some years ago (I believe I got rid of it back in 2020). Either way. After some time and consideration, I am back! 💖
My blog is 9 times out of 10 going to consist of Fox McCloud x Rocket Raccoon stuff, since that is a personal favorite ship of mine thanks to my amazing friend who got me into GOTG back when I had my old RP Blog. The reason being is I had to learn to LOVE this character that I didn’t know anything about because I wasn’t really into super hero films and comics back then. It was truly amazing being able to naturally fall in love with something at my own pace and it not feel forced. So (FOCKET) is quite special to me.
Another personal ship I enjoy is Fox X Wolf 🦊❌🐺 and Falco X Fox (so you might see allot of that stuff shared or talked about too)
But generally when it comes to ship RP’s i’m generally open with any OC (as long as it isn’t a female shipment) I do apologize but my Fox is gay. 🏳️‍🌈 but that doesn’t mean I’m opposed to trying out something in the future maybe?
I just want my blog to feel like a safe place not only for myself, but to others who enjoy Star Fox (Or any of the above mentioned characters/ships like Rocket, Wolf, etc). ☺️
💫I want to keep my blog friendly for all, and it is of corse LGBTQ+ Friendly! 💫
Anyway; thank you for reading if you made it this far! 🥹
- ✨SEE YOU IN THE STARS✨
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Any icons that I use during RP’s are either drawn for me or from any of the official Star Fox Comics/Games (including Star Link)
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deamon-noctis · 1 year
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If anyone from the natm fandom wants to rollplay with me I have an oc by the name of clay Wilson, and the following is the info about him,
Name: clay wilson
Age: 18
Height: 5,2 and a half
How he died: was hanged for a crime he didn't commit
Fear/fears: bears( the reason is he was scarred by a bear at the age of 9 )
Info: boy LOVES candy, he'll literally get an insane sugar rush, you have been warned. He is a wax figure cowboy. He got the Nickname sandy because of his hair color. Sees Larry as a father figure. Sees Nicky as a younger brother.
Appearance: his right eye has a scar through it( he's almost blind in that eye, meaning everything is blurry in that eye, it also cuts through his eyebrow ) a big scar over his nose ( about half way between his ear and nose, on both sides ) the left side of his mouth has a scar horizontally down. A Scar almost diagonal on his chin. right eye is blue, left eye is brown. Sand blonde hair.
This is if people want to do this, he's jedediah's younger brother, he does have the last name Smith, i just didn't add it in the name section up at the top. like I said if Noone wants to do that that's fine
Depending on if people want to rollplay with me I might make a second account for clay, there might even be more ocs for you guys to interact with😁
Let me know if you want to read Clay's backstory, but warning its sad
Some info might change fyi
The account is up yall!!😄 the name is clay-wilson
Hope you all have a good day/night
@secretly-larry-daley @nickolas-daley @jedediah-the-not-small-cowboy @tiny-roman-general @the-coolest-pharaoh @waxtracker
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the-real-nick-otto · 9 months
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What if I exploded Madison with my brain?
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l3ominor · 3 months
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guys I've reached peak insanity
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auroranekai · 1 year
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"The cells respond. They morph into spikes, and squares and shapes unexplainable, things Dewni is not familiar with. The others never responded like this in the tank. They screamed and settled. This is new, this is different. Otherworldly, majestic, terrifying.The cells morph and turn its insides out, revealing an eye with a bright red iris, opening and looking at Dewni directly. Giants arms and hands form and shoot out of the mass with a force that was nothing Dewni could’ve expected. Another one. Another. Another eye opens. And another. An iridescent shine grows brighter on its and fills the room with rainbow coloured shimmers. Dewni is in awe and takes a step back, her heart racing. She is speechless. Another hand, this time with claws. Before Dewni could take another breath the glass breaks and the tank explodes with a bright light.”
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Recently a friend and me have started roleplaying with our old anthro characters again and it’s been very cool writing stories together again! Here's a drawing of the moment of the creation of a new character called Iridescence!
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