>Razenburs

smashing things is easy AND engaging!

>>43782487
>Razenburs, some call us thick in the head, but well I personally think we just don't need magic, besides nothing's quite like beating someone to death with their own limbs. colors Red and gold

>>43782487
>[X] Quarlus, Hmm some may call us mad for dwelling into the secrets of the lost arts but they'll see one day, when we're ontop. Colors, Blue and grey

>Quarlus
They're only forbidden to punk pussies.

>>43782487
>Razenburs

>>43782487
>[] Granthado, Yeah, being a lord of the sea, both bottom and top side has it's benefits, especially when you can pinch a little on the side, Colors, rust and brown
Dock Dynasty

The Razenburs, the blood that birthed me, and will hopefully surrounded me when some over addled freak spills my guts into the streets. Now, we may not be the smartest of drow, or ever the richest, but we're the strongest, we're made of sturdier and hardy stuff than the rest of those pansies.

I grin as I lean against the window, staring at the underground sea from the keep our ancestor carved into the wall. And sure, we may not be well versed in magic... and it may be true most of us can't wrap our heads around it, but who needs sparks and fancy lights when you can break heads in just as easily with the bare hands your mother gave you?

Of course, that's not to say I don't have a favorite way of doing it.

how do you like to beat the tar out of things
[] I enjoy feeling their bones break under my own two fists *You are trained in unarmed *deadly*
[] nothing's more satisfying than lifting someone above your head and hoisting like a flag (Trained with spears)
[]Eh, simple but still good *swords*
[] Break their bones and armor, and everything around them *warhammers*
[] Cut them apart like meat in a butchery *axes*
[] I like to watch them suffer...from afar *bows*

>>43782487
[] Razenburs, some call us thick in the head, but well I personally think we just don't need magic, besides nothing's quite like beating someone to death with their own limbs. colors Red and gold

>>43782850
>[x] I enjoy feeling their bones break under my own two fists *You are trained in unarmed *deadly*

>>43782850
>]Eh, simple but still good *swords*

>>43782850
>[] nothing's more satisfying than lifting someone above your head and hoisting like a flag (Trained with spears)

>>43782850
>[] Break their bones and armor, and everything around them *warhammers*

>>43782668
choked I didn't vote for this, Dock Dynasty is gold

>>43782850
>Spears

>>43782850
>[] Break their bones and armor, and everything around them *warhammers*
I'm hoping it has a spike on the other side just in case

>>43782850
>[x] I enjoy feeling their bones break under my own two fists *You are trained in unarmed *deadly*

>>43783148
Okay, tie breaker
[] spears
[] warhammers
[] FISTS

>>43783208
>warhammers

>>43783208
Spears
>STAB
>MORE STAB
>MAXIMUM OVERSTAB

Internet connection and captcha suck worse than usual tonight.

>>43783208
>[] spears

>>43782850
Give 6 anons 6 choices and they each choose a different one.

Welcome to /tg/

>>43783208
>[] FISTS

>>43783208
>[] warhammers

>>43783208
[] warhammers

>>43783208
>[] spears

Rolled 2 (1d2)

Okay breaking the tie so we can move on
1= spears
2= hammers

>>43783370
2

>>43783370
1

What kind of shitty elf uses a hammer? I guess it fits in with the Razenbur motto though.

Ah, there's nothing quite like the sound bones make when you crush them into powder. I grin and chuckle as I look out of the dust and web covered window into the cramped streets and stacked houses below, they look so tiny from here, they look so fragile..so easily broken.

I cackle and back away from the window, shaking my head, ah I may need to cause some trouble later today to let out some pent up steam, or just for fun, who knows, who cares right, not like any one can stop me without killing me and who cares if I die?

Well besides me of course.

I walk down the stone steps, away from the window and to the end of the mess hall before a loud grunt draws my attention to a towering a mass of muscles and scars reclining on one of the tattered couches some of my family dragged up here a while ago so they could rest during off times or breaks.

"Hey, don't you have something to do besides standing around here dreaming" the bald, rust bearded mass of a drow says as he glares at me from his seat, his one ear twitching in impatience "I mean a young"

What gender are you?
[] Male
[] female

>>43783496
Holy fuck now you've done it

> Male

>>43783496
>[] Male

Magicless Male drow, HARD MODO ENGAGE!

>>43783496
>inb4 shitstorm
Male drow, for hardmode and preemptive prevention of sluttery

>>43783496
>[] Male
The "care for a bash?" jokes are coming

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>43783496
1=male
2=female
I've no strong lean either way, so I leave my vote to the dice.

>>43783502
>"Holy fuck now you've done it"
>Unanimous vote
turns out not every quest has to start with a shitstorm

>>43783701
>complete confusion over weapon
>unanimously not wanting to be a girl

what the fuck have you done with my /tg/

"Man like you doing inside like a godamn slave tending to the dishes" the old drow growls as he stands up "I'd have half a mind to strangle you and spare the family the trouble but it'd be a waste of my time, go kick some teeth in or find a way to be useful, sludger"

"Oh and like you're doing anything uncle Reism" I growl, gripping the hilt of my hammer "All you do is lay around all day and fester"

"That's cause I already did my work for the family, no need to waste my time beating in little snots like you" He snorts"Now get out of my sight, or by the mother I will break you"

I glare at him and he glares at me. I huff and walk away as he lays back down. No respect I tell ya, but hey, born a man what can you do, all I can do is bear with it and hope I don't end up gutted on a table because some female gets off on that, besides I'm too pretty to go out like that.

What is your name?
[] Rahymus
[] Grigar
[] Manthu
[] Walup
[] write in

And as you walk through the halls, what do you think of?
[] How fun it is to beat people to pulps +1 str
[] The time you had to run from the guards and dodged like...ten arrows +1 dex
[] The time Cous dared you to lick the thing they pulled out of the dead Quarlus +1 toughness
[] If you can find any books to study +1 magic ability
[] Play out various scenarios in your head +1 willpower
[] the time you out ran a burrower +1 speed
[] How much that last poor son of a bitch who wronged you screamed +1 blood lust

>>43783496
>Male

>>43783808
Rahymus
The time you had to run from the guards and dodged like...ten arrows +1 dex

>>43783766
It's /tg/ selecting hard mode.

>>43783808
>Granxix
>[] How fun it is to beat people to pulps +1 str

>>43783860
Seconded.

>>43783808
>Grigar
> The time Cous dared you to lick the thing they pulled out of the dead Quarlus +1 toughness

>>43783808
>[] Walup
>[] The time you had to run from the guards and dodged like...ten arrows +1 dex

>>43783808
>[] Manthu
>[] The time Cous dared you to lick the thing they pulled out of the dead Quarlus +1 toughness

>>43783860
>>43783878
>>43783923
>dex
>Use a warhammer
for what purpose?

>>43783808
>[] Rahymus

How fun it is to beat people to pulps +1 str

>>43783946
>Not wanting to run around naked for maximum AC and to show of your sick hammering gains

Do you even hammer bro?

>>43783946
To bring the hammer where it is needed

>>43783808
>[] Rahymus
>[] The time Cous dared you to lick the thing they pulled out of the dead Quarlus +1 toughness

>>43783946
More dexterity = higher hit rates, fewer misses.

>>43784087
If this is even kind-of based on D&D, then that's not even a little true.

I smirk as I walk down the dimly lit mess hall, my footsteps echoing through the arched ceiling carved straight out of stone. I close my eyes, digging into my memories as the only noise in my world are my own echoing footsteps and the distant whispers of my various family members.

The only time I really noticed my own footsteps was that one time I was running from the guards after they caught me trying "peep" on one of the women from Do'rantha. Nearly skewered me, and when I started to run, I nearly ended up being filled with more arrows than I could count, still have no idea how I managed to dodge all of them, guess I'm just a bit quicker on my feet than my brothers. And thank mother for that, or I would've been maimed for nothing at all.

I sigh and open my eyes. I look down and see my smallest brother, Cous. I smile, nearly ran into the short bastard.

He turns and looks at me, smiling the same mad grin all us Razenburs have.

"Hey Rahymus, didn't see you there" He says happily as he leans against the bench "don't know how I didn't, but hey, what you doing here you big sludger"

"Oh just got kicked out of the mess hall by Reism again" I yawn as I sit on the stone ledge next to my friend.

I peek over my shoulder, down the spiraling stair case...I wonder how far it'd take some one to pop if I threw them down there.

"Oh old bastard just likes getting his sleep" Cous sighs, his slick of copper hair on the middle of his head catching a slight updraft "And hates all of us"

"Yeah and we all hate him" I say, hmm, I bet I could kill someone from here If I threw them right...maybe a bit lower if they were surfacers

"...er Rah, you aren't still upset about me making you lick that goo we pulled out of that sparkler?" my little brother asks nervously

I turn to him and smirk, shaking my head.

"Of course I'm not, I mean I haven't tried to kill you in awhile" I laugh loudly, slapping him on the back "that's old news, besides I was the one who was
cont

>>43784226
Stupid enough to do it in the first place"

"Oh thank the mother" Cous chuckles, leaning against the slick gold tinted metal we uses as railing "I was worried you'd throw me off"

"Well I could still toss you down if you want" I say with a sneer as I stand up "now, how bout we do something more than sitting around like ore in stone"

"I was waiting for you to say that Rah" He says with a smile on his face as he pulls his red gloves over his hands "lets rock"

"Yeah, but first I need to clean up" I say as I walk down a few steps of stairs carved out of stone, towards the bathhouse

"Oh come on, you'll just get covered in blood and grime anyways" My short friend sighs, shaking his head.

"Yeah, but any day could be my funeral, and I want to look my best went the corpse tender peels off my face" I say with a smile "now you can come or look like something that was dredged up from the caverns, your choice"

Hair style
[] Shaved
[] Short
[] Medium
[] Long
[] ponytail
[] braided
[] Wild man

Hair color
[] White
[] grey
[] copper
[] rust
[] Steel blue
[]black

eye color
[] red
[] gold
[] copper

Facial hair
[] Growing beard
[] Mustache and short goatee
[] stubble
[] clean shaven

>>43784333
[] ponytail
[] White
[] red
[] Mustache and short goatee

>>43784333
I'm loving this customization man.

>Medium
>Copper
>Red
>Mustache and short goatee

>>43784333
ponytail
rust
gold
Mustache and short goatee

>>43784333
[] ponytail
[] White
[] gold
[] Mustache and short goatee

>>43784333
>[] Short
>[] White
>[] red
>[] Mustache and short goatee

>>43784389
>>43784408
>>43784410
>>43784418
>>43784423
At least we're united on facial hair.

I walk down a much shorter set of stairs, only three steps to it. And the second I walk into the open steam filled room, I feel myself start to sweat.

I walk around the large bath dug in the middle of it, ignoring my brothers, uncles and what have you bathing inside of it, unusually peacefully.

I walk to the corner of the room, and find a mirror above a basin filled with a tar like black liquid. I wipe the steam off of it and rub my face, turning it to make sure there aren't any unwanted strands of hair on it. I smile as I see my face is as clean as it was this morning.

I nod, and reach into my pocket for a piece of red cloth, grabbing the back of my long hair and pulling it into tail, before wrapping the cloth around it and finishing my look.

I grin, my red eyes almost seeming to shine in the mirror as I turn away, and walk out of the packed and very noise room.

"Still look like shit Rah" Cous sighs as he shakes his head "So can we get going to do whatever it was we were going to do already?"

"Mother damn your patience is as short as your height" I sigh as we start to walk down the flight of stairs "Yes we are, just stop complaining about it already before I do throw you down this damn thing"

"Oh you wouldn't you love me too much" He chuckles shaking his head "So, what are we going to do?"

What do you say?
[] Lets go rough up some sparklers
[] Want to terrorize the peasantry?
[] Hmm, are the fight pits open today
[] Lets train a bit with our brothers
[] I'm starved, lets get some food before I go mad
[] Want to watch the females train?
[]Oh what we always do, look for trouble
[] write in

Also made a character sheet

http://pastebin.com/NXW7tGBZ

>>43784673
As tempting as the other options are, my vote goes to:
>[] Lets train a bit with our brothers

>>43784787
Seconded

>>43784673
>>43784787

Standing/renown: Low class solider, expendable...very expendable

If we're fodder we're gonna be the toughest fodder there ever was.

[] Lets train a bit with our brothers

I bump my shoulder into Cous, nearly sending him tumbling down the stairs as he stumbles and try to regain his balance.

"Lets train a bit with our brothers, get our blood flowing so we can enjoy the day proper" I say as I stretch and yawn "or in your case, sit on the sides while the rest of us beat each other black"

"Hey you guys are built like brick shit houses" He sighs shaking his head, his ears bouncing as he does so "I'll fight, but only if you keep your shirt on"

I shrug as we walk down to the lowest floor of our stone home, fire light guiding us down into the dark depths as the clang of metal and the sounds of screams and roars of fury fill the air like a concert of war.

Oh this is what I live for.

We turn down the tunnel carved into the side of the stairs, blood staining the sand leading into it and the walls.

I grin as I walk towards the light on the other side as the music of battle, even if it's fake and only training, makes my heart swell.

What do you do?
[] Take off your shirt and charge in , tackling the nearest Razenbur you run into 1d20+str
[] Challenge a brother to a duel
[] Try to make a big deal out of yourself
[] Throw Cous in the ring 1d20
[] Trip one half of a duel 1d20
[] write in

>>43784932
>Take off your shirt and charge in , tackling the nearest Razenbur you run into

anyone else?

>>43784932
>Take off your shirt and charge in , tackling the nearest Razenbur you run into

Seconded.

>>43784932
>[] Take off your shirt and charge in , tackling the nearest Razenbur you run into

>>43785079
>>43784987
>>43785084
>>43785082
need to roll

Rolled 14 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>43785097

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>43784932

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>43785097
Not even 1 AM and failing to remember things

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>43784932

I sigh and then grin widely as I look around the circular room, with the sand filled arena in the center of it, and the shadow hidden stands around it. My brothers are fighting in the middle, blood already staining the sand.

I start to pull of my shirt and fling it away as I crack my knuckles and start to jog down the gold lined stairs.

"Can you ever keep your shirt on in here Raf?" Cous sighs as he sits down on one of the steps.

I ignore him and keep running, picking up speed as I charge down towards the arena, sweltering heat and the smell of sweat and blood driving me ever faster forward.

My boots meet the sand, kicking up a cloud of it as I spot the nearest Drow, holding his arms out like he's just invinting me to beat his face in.

Sorry brother, but I can't resist.

I leap at him, tackling him and sending both of us falling to to the ground as his dark black hair spreads out on the light white sands.

He glares at me and smiles for a second as her recognizes me, and then headbutts me, shaking my skull and pounding my thoughts to dust.

What do you do?
[] Return the favor 1d20+str
[] Try to get him into a lock 1d20+str and dex
[] get off him and fight proper 1d20
[] aim for the eyes 1d20+dex
[]Bite 1d20
[] write in

>>43782487
>anyways

Stopped reading there.

Rolled 10 + 3 (1d20 + 3)

>>43785185
>Try to get him into a lock 1d20+str and dex

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>43785185
>Try to get him into a lock 1d20+str and dex

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>43785185

[] Try to get him into a lock

APPLE DOUGH

>>43785185
>get off him and fight proper

I grunt in pain, managing to somehow keep my eyes open long enough to see his fist flying towards my face. I turn and grab it with my free hand, grabbing it just before it can hit me. I feel the force of the impact ripple down my arm as my brother roars like an animal and slams his elbow in my gut, leaving a stabbing pain in it as we both stand up.

He swings at me and I duck walking behind him as I force his arm to come along with me, bending it into an unnatural angle. He gasps in pain, and tries to kick my away as he fumbles for the knife in his belt.

I wrap my other arm around his neck and squeeze down as he continues to kick me in the shins. I sneer, my hair hanging messily over my face already.

What do you do?
[] Try to choke him out 1d20+str
[] "SUBMIT ALREADY MOTHER DAMMIT!"
[] Try to throw him into the ground 1d20+str
[] Jab his sides 1d20
[] Push him away, and try to hit him with the hammer 1d20
[] write in

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>43785326
>[] Try to throw him into the ground 1d20+str

Rolled 4 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>43785326
>Try to throw him into the ground

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>43785326
>[] Try to throw him into the ground

Trying for triple 13s

I grit my teeth and dig my feet in the sand as I try to lift him into the air and slam him back down to the ground. I grunt and gasp as I struggle to lift him up.

He slams his elbow into my face, and I feel blood start to flow down my lips as continues to struggle to break my grip as I keep trying to lift him, chocking him in the process.

What do you?
[] Keep trying 1d20+str
[] try to trip him 1d20+dex
[] Punch his head 1d20+str
[] use your hammer to get him off balance 1d20+2
[] write in

Rolled 3 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>43785421
>[] Keep trying 1d20+str

Rolled 19 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>43785421
>Punch his head 1d20+str

My opponent laughs, as I see a glint of metal in my hand as his hand moves towards my arms. I let go of his neck, pulling my arm back as he pivots around. He stabs his knife at me, and I lean to the side, as I pull my fist back and punch.

there's a loud crack as my fist meets his face, and he stumbles backwards, falling into the sand as crimson rivers flow down his face, obscuring his dark grey skin.

He looks up at me, and glances at his knife. He takes a deep breath and stares me in the eyes, not blinking once as he sits there motionless.

the din and song of the fighting around us rings in my ears as I stare down at him, feeling my own blood drying to my lips as I watch him do nothing.

What do you do?
[] Help him up
[] Grab his knife
[] Smash your hammer into his head
[] Knock him the fuck out
[]spit on him and walk away
[] insult him
[] congratulate him
[] write in

hmm, doesn't seem to be many people around here right now...we'll wrap up soon, and hopefully it'll be a bit more lively next thread

>>43785518
>[] Help him up

>>43785518
>[] Help him up
And be ready for him to try shit.

>>43785518
>Help him up

>>43785518
>Knock him the fuck out

I glance at his knife and back at him. I smirk and take a step towards him, his eyes following me and picking me apart with his stare. He's trying to find a way out of this, a way he won't die in training and be tossed away like trash. He swallows nothing, his long black hair hanging limply around his neck as he looks up at me, a tempered fury in his glare as he tries to steel himself for the end.

I reach out my hand and he winces.

"What?" He says staring at my hand "Did you forget your knife, brother?"

"Not at all" I chuckle as I push my hand closer to him "that was a good fight, and besides It'd be shameful for me to kill one lesser than myself"

"Oh shut up" He growls as he bats my hand away, standing up with a pained groan, his face still leaking more than pipes in the rust quarter "I don't need your mercy or taunting, you've already taken my pride"

"Oh it's all in good fun brother" I chuckle as he clutches his broken nose, his ears lowering slightly in anger "I could still gut you like a beast if you want"

He glares at me, and smirks for a second, before he goes back to glaring.

"Next time...you'll be at my mercy" He sighs as he stumbles away still in a daze "and...damn I need a drink for what you did to me...I feel like I should be dead"

I chuckle as he walks a few more steps and falls over, unconscious.

"Actually, a drink does sound good" I muse to myself as I walk over his unmoving body "it'd help nip the headache you gave me at the bud and I'm already thirsty as a crack toad"

I saunter out of the training grounds, grinning happily. Today...today is going to be a good day, I can tell

And we'll end here for today

I've archived the thread

and I'll answer any questions you may have
and discuss the quest at leisure

>>43785680
Thanks for running.

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>>43785680
So is this more of a see where it goes (nothing wrong with that) or is there an overarching plot? Are the drow here the absolutely head on pants crazy evulz or are they more a toned down sane(ish) version. Where do you see this all heading? Also is it me or do we resemble this fella a little? I'd ask about murder and lewds but this is an underdark quest.

>>43785800
oh and thanks for running.

>>43785800
Well I want to see how it evolves first, since right now Rahymus is pretty low, I do plan on coming up with one as soon as his character and goals build a bit.

I'd say a healthy mixture of both, they have little qualms about killing, but it's due to how they're raised and their main religion, which also makes them think surfacers are a weak, and idiotic lot. So there are crazies, but they tend to be the more powerful members of the race because who's going to stop them? it really depends on the drow, but from a surface perspective, yes, they're evil

Well, I'd like to see you guys climb up the social ladder or raid the surface. But right now I imagine it going with the MC getting more reputation and power.

I'd like to imagine that you at least made that face during the fight at some point

I may try my hand at those once we get more character's besides You and your average sized friend

>>43785808
>>43785739

thank you for playing

I hope this works out, because I enjoyed it