homijoe

What should the halfling community look and behave like, in OOC and RP?

Just the way you are you sweet bundles of joy

If you could change one thing about the village, what would you change?

Not a direct copy of the Shire 0/10

Are you enjoying roleplaying as a halfling/roleplaying with halflings? Why do you feel the way you do?

Even though Ive pretty much solely played a dwarf since i joined in Aegis, I have always had a fondness for hafling rp and players, because it really takes a pure and untainted heart to play a hairy midget who just smokes weed and eats all day

What could be done to make the halfling roleplay better, in your opinion?

throw more rocks

What could be done to make the halfling community better, in your opinion?

Have alot more sex so there's more of you

Anything else to say?

I honestly would love to rp with you fellows alot more, although it is difficult to make the trip.

Maybe youll let this old Dwarf live amongst you. I could be a discount Gandalf!

Bruh I'm like 14 again on this ****

((RIP))

Spriggar 

Dwarf

Remembrancer

((ooc))

homijoe

I hate skype

steam: like this image to die instantly

((holy ****))

((can Spriggar help, I loved that city so much and I agree to keep the name))

((it was always so empty ),:))

Name you wish to go by in the video (irl name, mcname, ect): homijoe

Artwork/link to art profile: Drew little/no lotc art because I was always working on other stuff but I got these

I have some other fantasy work on my DA ----> http://theartofkip.deviantart.com/

Do you give LoTC permission to use your work in the video? (Yes/No): Yessir

Is the work above completely your own? (Yes/No): Yesssssir

Is there anything you’d like us to know about your work? (Name of person, location, ect.): mashed potatoes

also the top pic is a picture of a character idea i had, and the bottom picture is of my current character, Spriggar

((https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iAz5QfH1uxg))

A piece of ragged parchment sits on the grass before you, as if dropped hurriedly 

it reads........

I took a step through that cordial grove

Feeling free from the troubles I so loathe

At peace now, by myself to think and be unseen

To sit under the trees, so quiet and blissful

But all this waiting can become dismal

To meditate and cleanse a soul for such an age

Continues on and on like book and page

I must be free of this loneliness, this untenanted being

To Return to my King, my Home I am foreseeing

20 years have passed, I ponder what I have missed

Have my kin bestowed peace upon the land?

But I must wonder......

I wonder if that vapid Skippy has been banned?

((Hey again dwarves, hey again everyone))

when i talked to her in teamspeak it was lots of fun

Had no idea something was wrong

Never really talked to you coaster but

She was a kind person

High Upon the Dwarven mountain tops, work is completed...

The restoration of the ancient ruin has been successful and the meditation spire operational.

But a keen sense of mystery haunts those who worship this place...

All who pilgrim to its top, feel a secret has been hidden here, long before our arrival.

The Vå Kin, an ancient secret order of, "Higher Minds," thousands of years old, once governed here. Then one day they vanished, hundreds of years before the arrival of people to Athera.

Discussions of the current state of the world, and powerful magic, was the prime subject of their meetings.

Word about war, plague, the trifles of creatures that dwell in the valley.

Not much further is known of this, "secret order," some even say they still exist, holding their meetings in solidarity in some place beneath the world. 

Others say, they cursed this land with greed and war, and doomed the world's new inhabitants to it.....

Be weary upon passage here, the Vå Kin know thy presence.

Yet again Spriggar pulls out his trusty sketch book

and begins his search for honeys to draw

He spots one at the tree tavern

​He begins drawing, but eventually to his dismay, the sketch he makes comes out as a complete disaster to him..

"GAH! DA' WHOLE DAMN TIN'G BEH WRONG!"

He quickly finishes the scribble and closes his book

((Basically I feel like this drawing came out like **** so im doing another

After much huffing and puffing, he finally sees someone standing in the road as he begins to draw

Spriggar sits by the road, as bored as humanly possible.

He begins to pull out his sketchbook from his satchel, yet he cant think of what to draw..

The trees, the flowers, the birds, all seem too pale in mind.

"I GOT IT!" He exclaimed 

He then began walking down the road towards the Dwarven capital, and stopped at several points along the way to draw..

ILL DRAW DA' LADIES FERS'T!!

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((im drawing all the ladies I see each day, in short))

((Drawing them in rp and ooc))

((this is just because im incredibly bored with my characters interests which include a stick and hair collection))

((lastly, if you find your character here, dont be mad... be flattered))

THE FIRST LADY SPOTTED OF MANY

"she'd look betta wid her hair uhp an not loik a man," he

said as he drew.

((expect this quality of my art im sorry))

"Ah, she looks sick ah's heck," Spriggar exclaims as he closes his book."

((i will be doing more of these, ladies below, you might be the next victim))

****. times up. well i guess ill just post what i had so far 

(i know, i went overboard. i have nothing going on this week)

So i just realized the competition hasnt even started yet 

gonna get to work on a urguan

I just drew this in 4 minutes but i can do more

Idk its Urguan guy or whatever

Spriggar cries that he couldnt make it

Honestly the most mature and friendly guy out there. honestly cant think of anyone better.. +1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1 +1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1 +1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1 +1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1 +1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1 +1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1 +1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1 +1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1 +1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1 +1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1 +1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1

((So... LOTC was down.. for several hours.. just for this? Are you serious?))

 

They were having some memory issues so they were working on it while we were fooling about

It would probably better if the next time you posted something like this if it was in an ooc topic thread instead of an rp topic thread.

But it's clearly rp

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kwf21NaNElk  <----------

The day was the same as any other day....

The sun shined through the windowsills. Birds woke to the shimmering dew clinging to tree branches and chirped to the sounds of morning.

Across the fringe, the sound of peaceful serenity had arrived to bring forth the day.

A man

An elf

and a Dwarf

All woke up as they normally would.

Mutton and Ale for the dwarf, then to check on his stock of books and care for his horses in stable.

For the Elf, tea and biscuits then to head off to the city.

For the Human, an awakening in Vekaro filled with beer and mutton before suiting up in armor for the day ahead.

But something was wrong....

The Elf, the dwarf, and the Human, all spread out across the fringe..

Found themselves Alone.

Completely and utterly alone.

As if every soul in the realm had vanished at an instant, silenced by some magic or that time had stopped itself.

But how could that be?

The day continues...

Animals awaken, trees rustle in the wind.

What could've caused this anomaly to curse the three? 

Desolate Kal'Arkon

Not a soul in sight....

Where could everyone have gone??

Spots of land across the Fringe had randomly vanished..

Kal'Arkon, Kralta, Lin'erhal, Vekaro

Holes in the world, extending down to bedrock had been filled with water..

Some form of Magic perhaps?

What could have happened here?

what does this all mean...

((context: So basically everyone on the server was blacklisted but not the three of us. hehe))

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Across the fringe, thousands cry in happiness as the true one returns..

The one to carry the weight of all the blessed

The one to bring peace and prosperity to the world.

He is not a man, nor woman, nor being of truth.

A donkey.

A Donkey to restore the love and good that was taken away by greed and war.

To save the sick, the famished, the lost, and the unborn.

To find one's own fate rests in thy's own belief in the creature

He has reached far and distant lands, but now has returned to the world he left long ago.

He jumps over buildings, towering structures, and brings peace to all

He is back my friends, let us rejoice....

The true harbringer of peace has come...

(this isnt a troll post))

*Carries a bundle of books, and a small flask of scotch through the city streets, before he notices a familiar face speaking with Gimrik

"By teh gods..... Strung'old... ALIVE???

((Joining in? I AM 800 years old

*the fantastic smell of burnt jimmies fills the air

#Wrekt t-shirts now on sale

As much as I support forum talks about how to solve war problems, but turning this topic into a dwarf shaming situation makes me a sad boi. We want a warclaim

Send us one

*Spriggar raises his axe, preparing to fight the evil Orenian forces alongside his dwarven brethren

..but sadly, he misses the majority of the fight after killing only 5 hooomans* "ah cahnt let me Tak Out get cold!!!!" Good fight everyone btw

*claps from his lowly legion grunt quarters next to his small war participation plaque from asulon to the fringe* "thanks for being alive!" gud luck tu' ye! *takes a sip of ale from his mug, engraved "I was clan elder for a day"