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In-Game Roleplay Events / Re: [A post for RPers to find Rpers]
« on: October 14, 2010, 04:46:32 pm »
Forum ID: kaylors
In Game Character: Ferrin Malard (male Dermorian)
Time Zone: GMT+5.30

Hours In Game: At least 1 hour on weekdays(sometime through the day), and several on weekends.
Frequent Hangouts: Kada-El Tavern, Hydlaa Magick Shop
Religious Orientation: Devotee of Xiosia

One Paragraph Introduction: You look into the shadows and see a cloaked and hooded figure emerging. As it steps into the light the face of a young dermorian male is discernible under the hood. The light also glints off a dagger tucked into the young man's belt. On closer inspection you see a few stray brow hairs peeking from under the hood, and two cold hazel eyes in a scarred face. The young man introduces himself as Ferrin; his voice is calm, but cold as death.

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In-Game Roleplay Events / Re: RP event structure and types.
« on: October 14, 2010, 07:34:10 am »
Frois, my friend, I'm glad I found you. I agree completely with you about how the lack of players makes it hard to RP here. But we're lucky we have something like this, even though it is in its infancy. Other brilliantly developed games with huge player bases don't give a (insert rude words) about RPing.

I frankly get quite lonely sometimes,playing by myself, and would love someone to build up some RPing with, give my character the drama he needs in his life.

And though events like treasure hunts are very oldskool, yet if implemented well, they can be hell of a fun to play through.

pssttt....try to find a silent, brooding dermorian with light brown hair and a scar across his face. Goes by the name of Ferrin and is usually rather cold and distant. Hangs around Hydlaa or Oja mostly.

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In-Game Roleplay Events / Re: Hydlaa Message Board
« on: October 13, 2010, 07:13:21 pm »
A cloaked and hooded figure walks up to the boards and studies the notices intensely. He sighs and draws a scroll from under his cloak. Unrolling it, he sticks it in s prominent spot. Then, with a swish of his cloak, he vanishes into the shadows.


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