Jehosaphat

Phyl hops aboard the ship before asking, "Uhhh.... where are we going?"

"Okay. My full name is..." *deep breath* "Phyllanthron Arenae Terok Lumos the Fourth. But I prefer to be called Phyl." (And the other remark was meant as a "what does the mod want me to call this weapon?" sort of thing.)

Phyl says, "Eh, I have nothing better to do. So long as I get to keep my lance... no. Halberd....no. Spear.... no. Well, whatever the hell this thing I use is called, I better be allowed to keep it."

Phyl decides to follow the uniformed guys.

I'm in Chillwind.... The exact place everyone else is sailing toward to destroy. Great. Phyl walks through the town, looking for something to do.

Phyl continues walking, whistling as he goes.

Phyl continues wandering.

Phyl decides to make a bone knife out of the rabbit's carcass.

Phyl continues his wanderings.

Kemios attempts to skin the rabbit.

Kemios attempts to impale the rabbit.

Kemios walks around, using his spear-thing as a grip to make sure he doesn't slip and fall.

*waits for a setting*

This is Falador Tavern. IF WE CAN'T SCREW UP YOUR GENERIC TYPE OF RP, THEN WE'RE AT LEAST GONNA TRY!

Eheh, actually, healing through manipulation of organic matter would be possible by incorporating it into my body, repairing it and then ejecting it. Of course, doing that with an undead might have unexpected side effects for both individuals. I would have to learn to make a Daeka sub-form that would attach to damaged, animate, foreign materials and apply it to the wound. FIrst I would have to work on forming substitute organs, not to mention a nervous system. :blink: I think I'll just stick to stabbing crap, thankyouverymuch.

:( Why must you belittle my achievements?

I found a Q37ish water source directly south of World's End. :thumbsup:

You know what's more annoying? Having them spend time designing an NPC so that you can talk to him for a few minutes, then solve some puzzles and watch him die. :rolleyes:

Just wait until I can stab three people in the back at the same time while we're facing each other 10 feet away. Something tells me you and I could work together just fine... Oh, and I forgot, my RP element is a small, golden-colored ring around his right eye. (And for the record, I'm referring to him as Phyl from now on.) Edit: Just read the character bios you put up on the front page. If my character can't be a cross-breed, then just make him an elf.

Pfft. All you nuts and your swords. Just wait until I stab you from 10 feet away.

Meh, guess I'll join. Name: Phyllanthron Arenae Terok Lumos.... the 4th Race: Half-human, half-elf Weapon: A long stick with a sword firmly affixed to the end. Also keeps twin daggers in his shoe.

That game stopped because A. My imagination in coming up with crap for you to fight would eventually run out, and B. because there wasn't all that much you could do. It was "Kill Challenger, Decline New Weapon, Repeat."

I actually kinda wanna bring back SoN now that I'm not going to be tired due to schoolwork. Starting a RP + End of Semester finals, projects, and other crap = NOT GOOD.

My initial reaction: Oh goody, another quest! My reaction after reading it: :blink: -.- <_<

This. A thousand times this. I spent a few hours today just reading through it, and I'm not exactly happy they chose to end it at the train scene. Also, am I the only one who sees like over 9000 parallels between Timothy from PD and Richard from LFG? Edit: We need to make Dungeoneering into a webcomic. Like NOW.