Diri/GreenKoopaBros 58 Share Posted June 15, 2012 ((I know that I posted this in the new "server and maintenance" thread, but I thought it would make for interesting Rp.)) --------------------------------Rp Line------------------------------------------- Having just finished with a long day of harvesting, the Elf sat in the Dwarven Tavern of Mount Ire, taking another swig from the flask of Pumpkin wine he kept on his hip. The Elf couldn't help but smile a little at all of these glorified hunting stories of life and death and the prize of the kill. For he lived it, every night on the farm, monsters came and surrounded the farm, only to try and steal the Capital crops. Having long since ran out of arrows, the Elf had had to resort to nothing but his Hoe of Iron to protect himself during the long, beast filled nights. He had scratches, bites, even gashes that he had to sew up, himself. But none of them shown, for his tunic and leather covered his whole body, if not thinly. The Elf could talk on and on about how he had brushed with death many a time, but knew that no one would take a farmer seriously when it came to such warrior-like tales of Valor and Adventure. So, sitting back in his chair, flinching from the recently mended wound of a Pigmans blade along his chest, he stayed quiet. Knowing that as soon as he left the Tavern, he knew exactly what awaited him back at the farm. His only peace of mind, a Female dwarf by the name of Ellsia, who was his guard, made him hopeful of the nights that lie ahead. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
KoTo 610 Share Posted August 3, 2013 Moved to the Great Library. It shall be sorted into appropriate category shortly. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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