Redwall RPG
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Timberwolf
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Yeah, lol! Sorry...I was at a slumber party and stayed up 'till 5...*zonk out
Driad54
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Name: Brigg Fallowhop (just Brigg is good)
Species: Sea Otter
Gender: Male
Looks: Coarse, brown fur. Luminous blue eyes. Tall and sinewy. Ivory colored underbelly. Missing a finger attachement to his left paw.
Personality:Jovial. Anger prone. Loves a good joke. Often encounters the bloodlust when fighting vermin. A real leader. Always enjoys a good meal at Redwall from time to time, but nothin beats Skilly n' Duff nor Hotroot Soup.
Bio: He grew up in a holt of fearsome sea-otters. A gruff bunch who loved the sea and to torment sea vermin. On a sea voyage Brigg, not nearly 5 seasons, flew overboard during extremely rough seas. He wound up along the banks of River Moss. He was old enough to know how to forage for food, and thats what he did to survive. A wandering bunch of ferret slavers, who were far travelers from the south, saw Brigg and looked for a chance to capture him. He was sleeping when it happened, since that night, after being captured, they've headed southwards to score a deal. Brigg tried escaping once, but there were too many of the vermin and he was captured again and punished (hence the missing adjoinment to his paw). This awakened a fury in him that knew no bounds. One night the slavers forgot to post sentries, their last mistake. Brigg took what he needed from them, supplies, weapons, and began heading west, the direction in which he knew his home lie. Many months later, he arrived at his home disheveled and hardened. But He was welcomed as a lost son. He was made captain of a newly made ship called "Whiplash". The now Captain Brigg's married another sea-otter called Freyna. They sail up and down the west coast of nearby Salamandastron, fighting vermin sea hordes, fighting together as one. They're near unstoppable, Captain Brigg and Freyna (whom I'll also play), for their love and faith in each other is unmatched.
Species: Sea Otter
Gender: Male
Looks: Coarse, brown fur. Luminous blue eyes. Tall and sinewy. Ivory colored underbelly. Missing a finger attachement to his left paw.
Personality:Jovial. Anger prone. Loves a good joke. Often encounters the bloodlust when fighting vermin. A real leader. Always enjoys a good meal at Redwall from time to time, but nothin beats Skilly n' Duff nor Hotroot Soup.
Bio: He grew up in a holt of fearsome sea-otters. A gruff bunch who loved the sea and to torment sea vermin. On a sea voyage Brigg, not nearly 5 seasons, flew overboard during extremely rough seas. He wound up along the banks of River Moss. He was old enough to know how to forage for food, and thats what he did to survive. A wandering bunch of ferret slavers, who were far travelers from the south, saw Brigg and looked for a chance to capture him. He was sleeping when it happened, since that night, after being captured, they've headed southwards to score a deal. Brigg tried escaping once, but there were too many of the vermin and he was captured again and punished (hence the missing adjoinment to his paw). This awakened a fury in him that knew no bounds. One night the slavers forgot to post sentries, their last mistake. Brigg took what he needed from them, supplies, weapons, and began heading west, the direction in which he knew his home lie. Many months later, he arrived at his home disheveled and hardened. But He was welcomed as a lost son. He was made captain of a newly made ship called "Whiplash". The now Captain Brigg's married another sea-otter called Freyna. They sail up and down the west coast of nearby Salamandastron, fighting vermin sea hordes, fighting together as one. They're near unstoppable, Captain Brigg and Freyna (whom I'll also play), for their love and faith in each other is unmatched.
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Driad54
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ooc: I guess I'll revive this RPG
Captain Brigg stared off in to westward seas, searching for anything just anything at all to break his boredom. Feyna stole up behind him and playfully shoved him so he would have to grab the rail of his ship, "Whiplash". Grinning, he replied "Mind yourself Feyna, I be Captain of this ship. I can being throwin' ya overboard ifin ya do that again". Staring in mock terror, Feyna gasped "O'er my dead body am I only going o'er board. You mind your mouth, befores I be knockin' it across the deck. Aye you be captain of the ship, but I be captain of you!" Laughing they both stood there, watching the seas, looking longingly for some sort of action. "I be growin old on this ship" said Brigg, "I need some adventure". "Well don't be drownin' in your self-pity, fors I have an idea" said Feyna. "Aye and what would that idea of yours be?" replied Brigg. "Well I suppose ya could say it would involve appointing a temporary captain, and us jumpin' ship" said Feyna. "Deserting my blody crew so that they can face the terrors of boredom alone!! Ack what a thought, but I will sleep on it." He kissed his wife, and mosied down to his cabin wher took a swig of grog and collapsed into bed.
Captain Brigg stared off in to westward seas, searching for anything just anything at all to break his boredom. Feyna stole up behind him and playfully shoved him so he would have to grab the rail of his ship, "Whiplash". Grinning, he replied "Mind yourself Feyna, I be Captain of this ship. I can being throwin' ya overboard ifin ya do that again". Staring in mock terror, Feyna gasped "O'er my dead body am I only going o'er board. You mind your mouth, befores I be knockin' it across the deck. Aye you be captain of the ship, but I be captain of you!" Laughing they both stood there, watching the seas, looking longingly for some sort of action. "I be growin old on this ship" said Brigg, "I need some adventure". "Well don't be drownin' in your self-pity, fors I have an idea" said Feyna. "Aye and what would that idea of yours be?" replied Brigg. "Well I suppose ya could say it would involve appointing a temporary captain, and us jumpin' ship" said Feyna. "Deserting my blody crew so that they can face the terrors of boredom alone!! Ack what a thought, but I will sleep on it." He kissed his wife, and mosied down to his cabin wher took a swig of grog and collapsed into bed.