BreathTaker

Dreaming of Cheese, did you just turn the lizard into a purse? That seems a little over powered to me and i was wondering if it was just me or of anyone else thinks that as well? It's who'll written for sure but I was kind of wanting to play that out so everyone has a chance to fight the lizard. Of course I did say let's play this how it goes so let's do that I guess. After this I think that maybe we should start rougher a pm thread or something so we can work it out. Basically, if everyone else thinks a Prada lizard man it's ok than let's leave it, otherwise a little bit of editing would make it prefect. I'm not trying to be a chullhole but I just think that this enemy is prefect for everyone to show off a little bit. -BT P.s. I'm on a new phone and I'm getting used to Swype again so there are some errors.

THE LIST!!! THE LIST!!!!!

I vOte for number 3.Shiv that was kick chull and Mary i think you're up lass because i want to post from a computer.~~~~~~~~~~~~~ As Zakk was standing up to approach the woman who was walking through the door, a man came crashing through the window next to him and hit the wall upon which two people stood up and started talking. "...it was the lizard's idea" the man said pointing outside at a large creature. " Well," Zakk said, looking at X with a smile, " Looks like it be time to throw some poor bastard around, don't it?" With that Zakk jumped onto the table and jumped, flying through the air at the lizard, his hands glowing blue, frosty mist rising from his eyes and a smile on his face. Zakk tackled the lizard and the two rolled into the middle of the street in a confusing ball of muscles and scales. Zakk ended up on top and started to punch the beast is the face, small patches of frostbite were starting to form on his face and it looked like Zakk was going to end this pretty soon... that was until the lizard got his feet positioned onto Zakk's chest and pushed with it's massive legs. Zakk went flying into the air and into one of the upper rooms of the tavern he was just in.

Haha I kinda like the off the cuffness that we could potentially have put a PM thread would probably be smarter... Votes?

She SHOULD! be on HoA by now buy previously owned Sanderson is impossible to find here...

No spiking Pika... She is user my protection and she's already controlled enough by Ruin as it is.

HEY you can't steal from another trainer.... SHES MINE KNAVE!!

(this can be a glorified three worder, and btw HOLY CRAP QUIVER that was beautiful) "Beleive me lass, if your honor needs defending I'll take car of it." Zakk looked at every drawn dagger and dark eye and smirked. Suddenly frost began to cover the table like a creeping vine, it spilled down like a waterfall to the ground. Spikes of ice began forming in Zakk's closed left fist and began to form in to a wicked looking blade."C'mon then ye bleedin fools, ye want a scrap, I'll give ye scrap." He stood up and drew his long black blade in his right hand. "Let's go ye stone headed fools."

Zakk closed his eyes as he breathed in the familiar scent of jasmine, "Yeah, Xi, ye heard it through the grapevine because the last time I saw ye.... ye tried to bleedin' kill me!" Zakk chuckled as he glanced at his old friend, "How have you been Xiaoli? Get in to any trouble latley?" he asked, taking a drink and looking her in the eyes.

076 sounds like he could do some damage, he also sounds like a shardbeaer.

No, it's a little crab thing.

WE HAVE A SKYBREAKER IN THE ROOM PEOPLE!! Hahaha just kidding but I really like your point, Nalan isn't a psycho that we think he is.

Did you miss the part where I freeze his blood if anything happens, Mat?

"Mat, what are we without trust? Chaos, that's what. If he actually attempts to assassinate anyone... I'll spike him to a wall and let his blood freeze" ( again, just a role... Speaking of which, new RP in the RPing forum... Check it out) BT clapped his hands and the ice block shattered into powder around Fool "Here, have some spiced cider to warm you up,"

BT sighed and rose is arm with an open hand, he squeezed it into a fist and the ice surrounding the Fool's head exploded. "Now answer"

"FOOL! Do you concede?" BT asked in a booming voice. "If you do, I will release you from the queens magic but only under oath to only chalenge court servants to duels. Pretty much only the Queen and the Princess are off limits."

To the thrill of a lifetime... Welcome, to the land of monsters and magic. Our story begins with a single man at a tavern; he knows that something is going on in the world outside, something terrifying and disasterous, "But what can I do?" is the only thought in our hero's head. The answer: Alone, nothing; alone, the world will die along with every living species residing here; Ah, but only if our protagonist had help, maybe some kind of... team? Yes, a team of like minded individuals to help him stop this terrifying outcome. Okay everyone, this is a pretty freestyle RP I want to do. The story is that a group of "Heros" are going to save the planet they live on. It will be mostly Sword and armor fantasy with your typical D&D kind of magic, basically I want to kick this old school. Anyone is welcome to join, I really don't want this to die so please let's make this EPIC!!! Name: Zakk Age: 35 Height: 6 feet 2 inches Weight: 230 pounds Race: Human with some dwarf in the distant past Class: Warrior/Magic User Features: Zakk is very muscular, covered in scars and tattoos. He has black eyes, is bald but has a long braided, black beard with red streaks that has gems and coins woven into it. His head has ruinic tattoos on the crown; on his left bicep he has the head, neck and shoulders of a woman wearing a skull mask and on his right stands the Ruinic sybol for Death. His hands are covered with mutiple runes, some dwarvish some are more mysterious. On his back there is a full back piece of some kind of giant crustacean rising from the ocean and destroying a ship (Yes, a greatshell but this isn't a Cosmere story). Zakk also speaks in a rough dwarven accent that gets stronger when aggrivated or angry. Clothing: Zakk wears a very broken in leather vest under a cloak that covers his tattoos, black baggy pants, black fingerless gauntlets with steel plates on the back and black boots that have a steel cap over the toes which seem to have been taken from a set of half-plate armor. He also sometimes wears a black wide brim hat with the sides rolled slightly up (Cowboy hat) Equipment: Several throwing knives in various places, a long black broadsword with runes coveing the blade, a long, wicked looking dagger with a skull on the pommel of some small carnivore; he is also capable of summoning and almost any kind of weapon with his powers, most often it will be either a large sword, war hammer of battle axe. Powers: mid-level Ice powers mainly, meaning the ability to use water and wind magic as well but it isn't as powerful as when they are combinbed, this power is USUALLY used to summon frost weapons. He is also a weapons master with the power of almost a meditative focus as well as a little bit of dwarf blood lust. Also, his dwarven heritage grants him a very small resistance to other kinds of magic. Being part dwarvish he has more of an affinity than power to the earth when either underground of in a rocky area resulting in a better sense of direction. Story: Zakk was raised by his half dwarven father and human mother in the outskirts of a decent sized city in the eastern part of the main continent, nothing traumatic or emotinonally scarring happened to him while he was growing up. Of course, people died, but that was a simple fact of life when you lived near the forest. Once he grew up, he went off and joined the Defender, a large military group that protected civilization from the forces of darkness. Zakk was a unti leader (lead basically a group of squads) in several battles against orcs and other forces of evil a few years ago, since then he had gotten out of the military life and became a merchant's guard for about three years. In that time he traveled all over the world seeing several marvels and as many attrocities. He also studied with weapon masters across the world learning many different fighting styles with many different weapons. Zakk also spent two years at the Arcanum in Kaleron studying magic and it's application to battle on self-defense. Now, Zakk is an unemployed mercenary who knows the end is nigh but doesn't belive there is anything to about it. (Alright let's get this baby started) ~~~~~~~~~~~~ Zakk walked into the small dusty tavern near the front gate of Silari, a prt port city in the southern desert and ordered a beer. He looked around and chose a table in the back of the room, sat at it, took a drink of his beer and proceeded to light his pipe and wait.

Wasing the needing of caffein. Wasing the feeling of murder beast.

Oh. Sorry, I could have sword he left everything but the bones. My bad.

The do impersonate hair and fur. As for the bench I think it might have been Soulcast.

Funny, I'm currently listening to "Don't tear us apart" by the Dropkick Murphys so I think it's fitting.

*Chants* OH DEAR FEATHER... RENARIN SUUUUUUUUUUCKS...

It is ridiculous. It's also basically the Prequel to the Prequel.

He's is a super powerful minor character in the first book of,lord of the rings. I really like him.

Haha agreed.