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I be looking to rent 5 chests for 3 months if they are still available.
~ Zandin Flamingaxe
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« Last post by Eldoran on November 18, 2025, 10:23:33 PM »
Chapter 3
''Tuzar's big chopper finished the job'' happens a lot these days. After being away for a while Tuzar the mighty dwarf can be seen around again. After the night he fell off a cliff because he drank too much ale...he woke up couples days later still alive, felt ashamed of himself. He had to deliver a package to someone near Willow weeps but he never made it and even lost the stuff. Of course he made someone angry and some assassins were sent after him, though they did not survived that task, they got hit hard and died by the dwarf's axe. He went back to his brother for a time, he quit drinking to stay focus on his quest, on his mission, to be the greatest axe wielder in the world. He get out again travelling the land. He met new faces, seeks new adventures and contenues his training harder than ever. And he promises to himself to stay focus and always clear mind and no more ale.
(he started weapon master)
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« Last post by Eldoran on November 08, 2025, 05:52:34 PM »
Name : Anton Dens
race : Human
age : 18
alignment : Neutral good
class : Fighter 10 / Rogue 10
deity : None
Bio :
Anton grew up on a farm with his family. His parents were retired adventurers. He has a younger brother, Joey, and a older sister, Eliena, who went away to study at a temple. She is very different then the two brothers but they respected each other. They learn to take care of others even when you disagree with their opinions and thoughts.
Anton and Joey helps their parent with the farm and had a quiet childhood without many friends around. Anton is more solitary and reserved but they build up a good relationship along the years and trained with their father the art of fighting with martial weapons and bows to protect the family from bandits and goblins while their mother taught them reading books, lock picking, trapping, food crafting and some more things from her past. From time to time they went out in cities to get supplies and trading pelts and food.
Anton is a very athletic young man, besides his work with the farm he build up some muscles and learned to fight from distance and make surprises. He preferred his bow over anything else though he learned to use many weapons from daggers to long swords and rapiers.
His mother had been abandoned at very young age and had a very difficult childhood. She had no choices but to learn to live by herself and with bad people until she met Anton's father who got her out of the bandit's way of life. They travelled all over the world together and decided to make a family and build their own farm and live in peace with their children until they are able to decide whatever they want.
When Anton reached the age of 18 he became ready to move on and seek out adventures and explore the world. His younger brother will stay at the farm another season to work with his parents until he his ready to start something else. Anton will come back on occasion to visit his family and show them what he learned on his travelling.
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Character: Skal Bloodmantle
Age: 45
Gender: Male
Class: Fighter
Race: Dwarf
Alignment: LG
Deity: Vorax
Bio:
Skal grew up like most dwarves dreaming of glory and honor in battle and drinking good ale. He trained with the axe, shield, and great axe. Upon reaching adulthood he joined the military to defend his kin in times of need like any good dwarf and follower of Vorax should. Unlike the rest of his kinsmen, he was restless. His clans mountain home had grown small and stifling. Even though he liked his current life. He wanted to see more of the outside world, he dreamed of not just honor and glory defending his homeland, but on battle fields afar in the name of Vorax. He dreamed of testing his metal against new foes; he had heard about from adventurers in taverns while drinking. He spent his time in the military after he reached adulthood learning his trade to be ready when he left on his journey. Practicing with weapons, studying tactics, reading about old battles and older dwarven heroes of legend. Once his term in the military came to an end, he gathered a few belongings and his trusty axe. Said his farewells and set off to maybe one day have his name added to the record of dwarven heroes of legend.
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« Last post by Hellblazer on October 25, 2025, 01:46:46 PM »
*Feh takes out his dusty journal that was in a chest at home. A now nearly empty home*
Well, I guess it had to happen. I have been coming and going for so long without staying put too long that she would eventually move on without me. I can't blame her. I just hope that she's happy now, wherever she is. It hurts like hell, but I'm the only one to blame. Even her scent is gone from home and from the shop.
Nothing much to keep me here, if not for the shop and the remaining pack.
*He takes a good look around the nearly empty house and stashes his journal in his bag. He makes his way out of the once bustling family home, filled with memories, but empty of its souls now that Talia and Liliah have moved on.*
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« Last post by Hellblazer on October 24, 2025, 03:42:55 PM »
Name: Unknown
Race: Human
Age: Unknown (but a cleric or healer would tell you early 20s)
Class: Druid
Alignment: TN
Deity: Unknown (Katia)
BIO:
I lay in the grass, ready to pounce on my prey, a lone boar. Unaware of my presence, I await the right moment, and it comes. My animal friend jumps into action and catches the prey with ease. Tonight I feast once again. Hunting is becoming increasingly easier, especially with my animal companion; our intuitive communication seems to grow stronger by the day. And truth be told, it seems that it is all I know how to do, all I remember of who I am.
I don’t know where I come from or how I came to be. All I remember is waking up one night under the moon in the middle of a grove, being licked by my animal friend, a brown bear. At first, I was scared, and it looked at me patiently. It’s almost as if I could read his mind, but not so, not exactly. I could sense his emotions and intentions, as if I could almost read his mind. I don’t recall how I ended up in the field, in my skivvies. No weapons, no food, no nothing, but he was there. I was messed up, bloodied. I remember thinking when I woke up and saw him that he had mauled me and was about to eat me up, but instead, I could see, no feel, no malice in him, but he was bleeding from his side. As I looked around, I could see nothing but a bit of red in the grass here and there. There had been a battle. Was I in it? How did I end up almost in my birth suit? Was I mugged? Who was I?
I felt pity for it, as it was in pain, even though it stood there by me like a guard of sorts. As I reached to examine his wound, I felt a tingle throughout my essence; I felt like I could hear and feel every leaf falling, every grass blade dancing in the wind, every branch swaying. And as I touched him, there was a glow for a moment, and his wound was almost completely healed. I was stunned, but he just looked at me, a bit innocently, dumb, could I even say, and he licked me again. I just felt that he was grateful for what I had done, even though I’m not sure how I did it. All I remember is wanting to make him feel better as I felt sad for his pain, which I was able to feel. I felt connected to him somehow, as if it was a part of me, and that part was hurting. And so I tried again, but failed. I had to put myself in the exact same state of mind and connection with everything surrounding me before I could do it again. And his wound was now completely healed. This is how it all started. This is how I understood I had a connection to nature that went beyond mere appreciation. I could feel nature —its essence, its power, its life.
I could feel how hungry I was!
And with that, that marvellous beast just stood up on his four legs and ran in the forest. I stood up, painfully, and I was hurt. But I moved in the direction my new companion had gone. And before I could even reach the wooden parts of where he had disappeared, he came back with a branch full of fruit. We both ate until we couldn’t eat anymore. And I fell asleep leaning on his side. When I woke up, I felt the pain in my body again. I tried to use the newfound powers I had, but couldn’t. I don’t know why exactly. But as I looked around, I somehow knew which plants were good for me and which were not. Somehow, I knew which to use to make a salve that would dull the pain. And I did… I dulled the pain, alright.. I dulled my tongue trying to chew the plants into a paste… Next time... use a rock-and-water, dummy! But I managed to do what I set out to do, and I felt better. And so we moved. It took a few days to get to a town, and when we lay at the edge of the forest looking at it, I felt dread. I did not like the look, smell, sound, or aura of the place. It’s not that I sensed anything particularly evil about it, but I felt like it wasn’t natural. At the same time, though, I needed help with my wounds. Even though I dulled the pain, I was still hurt, and the best place I thought would be there.
As I entered the town, people looked at me and laughed. Here I was, a taller-than-most platinum blonde guy, in his skivvies, patched up with dried-up salves, and being followed by a brown bear. I could feel the tension, so did my companion, and without even speaking, we just understood each other, and he went back to the woods. I looked for a temple, but all I could find in this small town was a shrine. As I entered it, I was greeted by the halflings there. I could understand them, but when I tried to respond to them, I couldn’t. I just could not speak a word. I opened my mouth and tried to make sounds, but I could not form words -nothing coherent. It’s as if I was never able to speak, I was mute. Somehow, we managed to communicate through rudimentary gestures, and, well, it was also obvious why I was there. They tended to me and gave me some basic necessities, and when I was ready to go, they graciously shooed me away. I found out from the town crier, who yells too much, that I was in a little town called Center. And well, this is how, for the past few days, my companion and I have decided to stick around this little town and learn to work together more, and how our hunting skills have been improving. I do have to say that even if I don’t recall who I am.. Nature and its vastness are calling me to explore it. So we will venture out soon and see what these lands are all about.
1. I understand and agree to the objectives of being a druid in Layonara.
2. I understand and agree to the rules of achieving these objectives.
3. I understand the internal organizational structure of the druids.
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« Last post by Riven on July 02, 2025, 11:52:31 PM »
ALL NEW PURCHASES AND CREDIT TRANSACTIONS
ARE TO BE RECORDED IN DISCORD, NOT IN THIS FORUM THREAD
(SO SAYS MILTY)
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« Last post by Riven on July 02, 2025, 01:03:44 PM »
Reyna purchases:
Cat's Amulet II: 6,000
Elemental Fire Resistance I: 3000
Total Purchased 9000
Paid 900 True, the rest in credit
She drops off:
Welteel's Wrap: 5000
Julia Colt's Cloak (Cleric lv 4 spell/ sonic res 5/-): 75% lens = 1980
Kori Fryar's Cloak: (Cleric lv 5 spell): 75% lens = 1968
Consecreated Clerical Amulet of Cat's Grace I with electric Resistance I = 2100 + 2250 = 4350
(placed in Overflow Chest)
Total Value of Items dropped off: 13,298
Previous Credit: 7075
+ 13,298 = 20,373
- 9000 = New Credit of 11,373
Reyna returns and drops off
Meb. Gelven's gauntlet in the Overflow chest (+2 Fort): 75% lens = 1266
Handuil Wefnei's Cloak: (+1 AC, Dex +1): 75% lens = 3630 (in overflow chest)
Total dropped off: 4896
New Credit = 16,269
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« Last post by Riven on June 26, 2025, 11:19:29 PM »
Bron drops off:
iron half plate: 2000
Frin Leas's Morningstar (copper) (immune to paralysis): 30% of lens = 5405
Stan Senneset's Cloak (fire 10% immunity): 75% lens = 3966
Total deposited: 11,371
Buys: Gledia Amakiir's Cloak: 75% lens = 9855
Pays 10%: 986
Previous credit: 70,203
+11,371
- 9855
New Credit: 71,719
Bron returns and drops off:
Black Hound Mask: 75% lens = 16,476
Drugrin Brisen's Belt: 75% lens = 585
Higdish Walserz's ring (druidic): 75% lens = 6597
A Study and Details of Constructs and Their Elemental Abilities: 1000
Total dropped off: 24,658
Previous Credit 71,719 + 24,658 =
New Credit of 96,377
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« Last post by willhoff on June 24, 2025, 07:38:51 PM »
* Ryubi runs in to haggle and barter*
//
Dropped off:
Subtotal of dropped off:
Picked up:
30 holy waters @ 100 = 3000
Subtotal of picked up: 3000
Old Balance: 767,533
New Balance: 764,533
*leaves 300t up front
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