Peachy00Keen
Big Dryad Energy
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Virtuoso
Inner Sanctum Nobility
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I'm looking for someone to do an OC adventure RP with me, something along the lines of The Witcher in terms of fantasy level. I'm going to go ahead and post a scene-setting picture and a starting prompt. I prefer that the story comes before the sex (if it works its way to that point, cool, but it's not my primary goal), and I prefer long posts (at least a paragraph). Please pay attention to spelling and grammar -- I won't be a dick about it, but it can be distracting. I know that nobody is perfect, and that's okay. <3
PM me with a continuation if you're interested, along with a character reference photo. I'm down for MxF, FxF, or a multi-character party. If you want to do multi-character, make a post below, and we can assemble a team. :)
Tysra heaved a deep breath as she hauled herself up onto the ledge.
Finally.
It had taken her months to get here. Her journey had started back when the snow had just begun to melt, and now, it was nearly time for it to fall again, but she was here. That was what mattered.
The stronghold before her was a place of myth and legend. It was said to hold secrets to magic restorative and destructive, but puzzles and dangers warded its entrance. Climbing to the summit on which it sat had alone taken her nearly a full cycle of the moon. As she gazed upon the glowing megaliths, she felt invigorated. Her journey, she knew, had just begun. Holding her breath, she listened to her surroundings. The sound of the waterfalls before and behind her roared, their voices echoing off into the heavy, mist-shrouded sky of the mountain range at her back. The air, otherwise, was unmoved. Still, she listened to be sure she was alone...
PM me with a continuation if you're interested, along with a character reference photo. I'm down for MxF, FxF, or a multi-character party. If you want to do multi-character, make a post below, and we can assemble a team. :)
Tysra heaved a deep breath as she hauled herself up onto the ledge.
Finally.
It had taken her months to get here. Her journey had started back when the snow had just begun to melt, and now, it was nearly time for it to fall again, but she was here. That was what mattered.
The stronghold before her was a place of myth and legend. It was said to hold secrets to magic restorative and destructive, but puzzles and dangers warded its entrance. Climbing to the summit on which it sat had alone taken her nearly a full cycle of the moon. As she gazed upon the glowing megaliths, she felt invigorated. Her journey, she knew, had just begun. Holding her breath, she listened to her surroundings. The sound of the waterfalls before and behind her roared, their voices echoing off into the heavy, mist-shrouded sky of the mountain range at her back. The air, otherwise, was unmoved. Still, she listened to be sure she was alone...
