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Edited by Ringwraith77: 6/20/2019 3:30:19 AM
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The Knight, The Ranger, And The Wizard

The quiet doe padded softly through the forest green as she searched for her meal. She was a rather picky thing, passing up on billions and billions of blades of grass in search of a patch that met her standards. In a tree branch high above the deer, a man sat, legs wrapped around a trunk, watching her. He breathed slowly and uniformly as he watched for the beast to slow down. Across his knees was a hunting bow, an arrow already knocked to its string. At long last the fair beast had found a patch of grass fit for her whims. She stooped her smooth neck to start her feast, nostrils flairing and eyes swiveling to search for any interruptions. [i]No one ever looks up,[/i] the man in the tree thought to himself. He rose the bow to level with his face. He grabbed the arrow with his first two fingers and drew back to his cheek. His right thumb touched the corner of his mouth as he frowned in concentration. He needed the meat, but if he was going to kill this creature he wanted to make it quick for it, which meant the heart was the only way to go. The doe's mouth was filled with grass as it brought its head back up to look around. It heard something then, and its ears pricked up to try and detect the no-- The deer fell softly to the ground as the archer began his descent from the tree. He patted the doe's hide fondly as he looked bitter sweetly at the beast. === A cabin in the woods sat idly amongst a small clearing of trees, making a nice picture of a peaceful homestead. Smoke poured out of a chimney of the little house, but for some uncanny reason, the smoke was red, a dark, brackish red, but red smoke nonetheless. The Hunter noticed this as he returned to the cabin with his game in tow. For some reason, the sight didn't seem to surprise him in the slightest. Striding into the room, the archer threw the sack of meat and hide onto a table near at hand. "Holmes! What does the red smoke do?" The man called as he unbuckled his quiver and vambrace. " Holmes? " Setting the gear next to the bag, he went into the main room where the fireplace was. Inside he saw one of his companions, a tall, thin man with a hawk like nose and black hair, leaning into the fireplace itself and looking up. "What in the blazes are you doing!?" He said looking curiously at his friend. Slowly, Sherlock brought his head out of the fireplace and looked back with his face covered in soot. "Ah, Ring, you're back. Just in time!" He stood up, taking the end of a scarf around his neck and using it to wipe the soot from his face. He walked straight past Ring and to a short table in the center of the room. He picked up a beaker of red liquid and held it out to Ring. "What is it?" Ring asked curiously. Sherlock raised his finger as if to make a make a point, but then thought better of it and placed the paced the beaker on the table. "I don't know." " You don't know? " "Not at all!" Holmes returned gleefully . "Isn't it brilliant?" He opened the top of the beaker and then carefully formed a small flame in the palm of his hand. "It's a simple elixer, really, but when I add the fire to it." He flicked the little light down into the bottle and as soon as he did so the contents began to evaporate into a red gas as the very bottom of the mix bubbled in a reverse boil. "Fascinating," Ring said. "It's nothing, look." Sherlock pointed to the small trail of smoke coming out of the bottle, red, like the chimney smoke. Strangely, and to both of their curiosity, the smoke vanished within inches of the liquid. Suddenly, not fading or evaporating, just gone. "Where does it...oh..." Ring looked at Sherlock, then pointed at the fireplace then up at the roof. Holmes merely nodded contentedly as he watched the smoke disappear. "It somehow goes from the bottle, straight to the chimney, like it teleported to another location." Ring ran his hand through his hair, half understanding, half not understanding what he'd just seen. " Yes. That. " Sherlock corked the bottle and set it aside. "But now I need to figure out [i]why[/i] it does [i]that[/i]." He sat down and started to work on the new project. "Alright, you do that and I'll go see what Drizzit is doing." Ring left Sherlock to his work as he went to the back of the house. === As he went outside, the sound of colliding wood instantly met his ears. He followed the sound of the noise to a small copse just within the woods near the house. There he found his other companion, Drizzit, who was busy fighting with a practice sword, weighted to approximate the heaviness of his true weapons, which were leaned against a tree nearby. Drizzit stood in front of a large and sturdy oak. His legs were spread slightly apart and his heels dug into the dirt to give him a solid stance. Without moving beyond what was absolutely necessary, he swiftly delivered a series of blows to the trunk of the tree with blinding efficiency. Up right, down right arc, feint left, then vertical slash, the tree took all the blows patently, with the grace only creation's oaks could hold. Neither the tree nor the warrior moved in an inch out of place as Drizzit continued the barrage past a comfortable exercise. As Drizzit slowed down his exercise, Ring strode up next to him. "I pity the tree whose roots trip you, my friend." Drizzit chuckled and sheathed his sword. "How's the supply gathering going?" He asked. "Going good," Ring replied. "I'll check the traps tomorrow morning, should be enough food then." Drizzit stretched before taking up his gear and heading back to the cabin. "That should allow me enough time to chart the map. The old thing is still withered beyond reading at the end, but the dungeon's traps can be beaten without it." The two went back inside, discarding any other outside equipment in favor of simple tunics. "Sherlock said this morning he'd finish some concoction by tomorrow," Ring said. "By the look of it we'll be set to move on the dungeon early." Drizzit observed the pair of swords crossed over the fireplace, their steel reflecting the flames as if they were their forgefire. They'd be using those swords soon enough, he thought. "Yes, tomorrow it is then."
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  • "I just want you two to know...if we die in here, I'm blaming--" The Ranger's jest was cut short as the wind was knocked out of him. The large troll who had sent the mighty blow reeled back and smacked the man again with a back hand, sending the cloaked ranger into the cave wall. The Ranger's head banged against the wall with a thud. For a brief moment, he wondered if he were about to lose consciousness, or his mind. Then the adrenaline kicked in, as well as the training and he managed to duck to the ground just as the troll's fist slammed into the stone above him. Drawing his dagger out of his sheath, the man drove the blade into the troll's shank, tearing muscle and sinew. The troll roared in pain and instinctively reached for the dagger in its side. The man had been expecting this, however, and quickly retaliated with an uppercut to the protruding jaw of the troll. As the troll leaned back from the blow, the ranger yanked the dagger out harshly to send the troll into even more shock. Before the beast could recover its footing, he jumped at the troll, knocking it to the floor. As its head took its turn hitting the stone, the man took the dagger and slid it quickly against the trolls throat, finishing it.

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  • Edited by Ringwraith77: 9/14/2019 7:36:04 AM
    Name: Ringer Sex: Male Height: 6'3" Race: Human Class: Ranger [quote]Str: 14 (+2) Dex: 17 (+3) Con: 17 (+3) Int: 14 (+2) Wis: 16 (+3) Cha: 17 (+3) [/quote] Level 1 HP: 13 (1d10) AC: 10 (+3 Dex) Proficiency Bonus: +2 Saving Throws: Dexterity, Strength [i][u]Proficiencies[/u][/i] Armor: Light, Medium, Shields Weapons: Simple, Martial Tools: Vehicles (land), Calligrapher's Supplies Skills: Stealth, Athletics, Insight, Animal Handling, Survival [i][u]Equipment [/u][/i] -Leather Armor -Two Short Swords -Longbow and 20 arrows -Dungeoner's Pack -Common Clothes -Iron Pot -Shovel -Calligrapher's Supplies -Belt Pouch With GP 10 [i][u]Background[/u][/i] Folk Hero [spoiler]Rustic Hospitality Since you come from the ranks of the common folk, you fit in among them with ease. You can find a place to hide, rest, or recuperate among other commoners, unless you have shown yourself to be a danger to them. They will shield you from the law or anyone else searching for you, though they will not risk their lives for you. [/spoiler] [i][u]Abilities:[/u][/i] Favored Enemy [spoiler]+2 Damage to: Humanoids [/spoiler] Natural Explorer [spoiler]You are a master of navigating the natural world, and you react with swift and decisive action when attacked. This grants you the following benefits: • You ignore difficult terrain. • You have advantage on initiative rolls. • On your first turn during combat, you have advantage on attack rolls against creatures that have not yet acted. In addition, you are skilled at navigating the wilderness. You gain the following benefits when traveling for an hour or more: • Difficult terrain doesn’t slow your group’s travel. • Your group can’t become lost except by magical means. • Even when you are engaged in another activity while traveling (such as foraging, navigating, or tracking), you remain alert to danger. • If you are traveling alone, you can move stealthily at a normal pace. • When you forage, you find twice as much food as you normally would. • While tracking other creatures, you also learn their exact number, their sizes, and how long ago they passed through the area. [/spoiler]

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  • [b][i]--A ballad written by an unknown bard in the honor of an unknown warrior.--[/i][/b] In olden days when men were bolder A warrior, who's scars were older Came down to the sewers late His battle lust there to sate - Now this good fellow of wars well taught Many fierce battles had he fought But all for a reason, hard to describe In combat did he wish to die - Long did he linger in tunnels uncouth Sloshing and marching through the murk and the slosh But then on one day he met a rare sight A stranger was there, amidst a hard fight - Now in these sewers the fierce Kobold lied A hero there fighting against them tried Sore and weary he fought, but onwards he went But not more could he go before he was spent - Charging and yelling, the barbarian aided this fellow With strong hefty jav'lin he gave a great throw Then with halberd he tore through skin and through scale Before such pure wrath, all others do pale - The two warriors then met, breath coming heavy To fight or to ally, for each they were ready The barbarian sought death, of the honorable sorts But the hero chose, rather, they be each other's consorts - And through those dim tunnels they slew and they fought In many a sly trap and ambush were they caught. They finally made it out to a split in the road One to waterfall, one to trail did the tunnels go - But the heroes knew not they were in for a trap Till the kobolds' arrival hit their ears with a tap. And from the dark caverns a wolf cry was heard The noise so ferocious, their senses were blurred. - Blade and steel and steel and blade Much blood and death to both sides was paid. But how long could such mortals truly last? Their body's were weak and their prime far, far past. - Then running for safety, the hero exclaimed: "Come friend, run, before your visage is maimed!" But the barbarian stood firmly, his path lay clear: "Go friend, live your life, my time ends here" - The doomed hero to the waterfall went Then up the wall jumped, though his energy spent Then slamming his halberd into the stone crag He hoisted himself up, the top to be had - The kobold came near, not seeing him above Then from his perch, downwards, the barbarian dove. His power was mighty and the kobald were shocked As from their sound footing to their doom were they knocked! - The watery depths below absorbed their new food But the other kobald roared in a bloody thirsty mood. The man killed and slayed them, though his body shuddered The kobold met death as curses they muttered - The owner of the howl then coming to view A great winter wolf made all hope eschewed But hope was so far from the barbarian's mind For noble, long death was what he sought to find. - The great battle between them is hard to recount Blood of life unto death dropped in copious amount Tossing and tearing the two set to slaughter Blood on fur and on skin grew hotter and hotter. - At last the halberd was struck from the man's hands Away on the ground, far from him it lands But the maw of the waterfall kept open its hole Down darkness and water then went the two souls - Holding tight to his foemen the man took beast under That either could live, would be a great wonder. As the two then fell off the sides of the rock For death and fall they were eternally locked. - But darkness was only man's king for a moment For heroe's brave soul were angels then sent They bore him to meadhalls and places of great joy No more his fine warcraft and pain to employ. - A warrior's death at last was achieved Even as the lone hero in the sewers did grieve The hero travelled on out of the sewers he got His freedom with other's blood was sorely bought - Now arriving near goodfolk and being helped up The townsfolk asked what happened in those sewers corrupt All the hero could muster with his voice nearly stolen Were the words, plain and simple: "a brave hero has fallen."

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  • This is really cool, kind of like a offtopic dnd mini story. I'm interested to see where this story goes (if this is just it then that's fine, it's still a good read).

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    • Lil off-topic side note, the 5e Ranger class is getting an overhaul for Dungeons and Dragons when Baldur's Gate 3 drops

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      • Waiting for more

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        • The plot to Titanic.

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        • Brilliant

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        • Nice story bro.

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        • Edited by Silencersix: 6/19/2019 11:07:04 PM
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          Silencersix

          Rip Dead Cliffs - old

          I like it

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        • This is really good.

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          • Edited by Wicked Witch Nil: 6/19/2019 8:39:42 PM
            Reminds me of the good ole days when I was a simple witch traveling with a Xombie and a dwarf named Luke... Before all the Gods and monsters and aliens.

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            • Bump!

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            • Hey Chicka Bump Bump!

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              Mk300mk

              Peter Popoff wants you to mail him money - old

              I heard rabbit fursona art on medieval transcripts means the desire of creating natural music.

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            • Like in the ol‘ Vanguard days...

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              • Cool! Is this a backstory?

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                • This is cool! Is this a backstory thing for you?

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                  • I'm interested.

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                    Keeping the Peace - old

                    Looking spicy! I’m trying to get into RP myself, but I don’t really think I’ll do that hot. [spoiler]Sorry Partner, but You’ve Yeed your last Haw [/spoiler]

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                    • First upvote! This reminds me that I have to get off my ass and start writing again... nice job on this

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