Posts from Dark Ages

thus, in the world of Ment, the ancient shelters came into being.

There's another thing that's been bothering me since the beginning of this thread – what are those monkey ears on the Greek mages? Is it meant to represent "human" ears, or are they literally monkey ears?

People and mages call elves long-eared.
Elves symmetrically call people and mages monkey-earless. Well, those who are aware of monkeys (they live in Erathia).

When will the numbers be available...?

Oh, well... I'll try to get them to you soon.

soon

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It was supposed to start in two days, right?

It can be postponed for a couple of weeks.

If you postpone it until the end of June, I'll sign up too. But only if you tell me right now.

We can also schedule it for mid-August; it doesn't seem like we're in a hurry.

Not a bad idea, Ples. Hopefully, by August, the basic information will be ready.

Perhaps Arandor will find inspiration there as well.

No guys, I will probably leave in August. So, we should start no later than mid-June.

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Yeah, I'm pretty slow. But if you keep postponing it indefinitely, it will never end; you need a deadline.

The troll struggled to contain his laughter, but he knew it was too early to laugh out loud. After all, the one who laughs last laughs best. And for now, the consequences in the form of an enraged elf could befall him at any moment. Unless, of course, the elf could figure out the reason for his troubles among the stones around which he was currently running in circles, searching for his weapon.
Waiting until night fell, the troll slipped past the elf under cover of darkness and returned to camp. Now he could boast about his trophies and tell stories to his brothers, exaggerating how the former owner had searched for his bow and quiver until late into the night, only for them to disappear right before his eyes.
- So what are you going to do with this loot? - Bandlshelchin asked, still chuckling.
- Hunt, of course!
- But you don't know how to shoot that thing.
- Me? Not knowing how to shoot? What's so hard about it?! - Dijnpingylak made a decision quickly, and immediately demonstrated his skill with the elven weapon – clumsily nocked an arrow and sent it flying over his brothers’ heads into the darkness. A rustle nearby indicated that some small creature had been disturbed by the falling arrow.
- Aha... so you plan on getting married. You'll hunt for a bride, - his brother winked knowingly, alluding to a fairy tale where a joking father marries off his sons to the first objects their arrows land near.
- Oh no, I'm too young for that! - Dijnpingylak feigned fright and used his favorite excuse for every occasion.
Compared to his brothers, he really did look like a teenager, even though they were all the same age and devoted enough time to combat training. The secret lay in one not entirely successful joke. To be precise, the joke was successful, but its consequences pursued him all the way to the Forge of Life and lingered there for some time. This strange place saved the troll from retribution, but in return, it played a trick on him, making him shorter and weaker – which is why he now looked so young. And also, the Forge of Life gave him a second pair of eyes. Horse-like ones. It looked very funny. Haha! However, this gift made Dijnpingylak the best scout in their settlement. After all, four eyes see more than two. Especially if the second pair looks sideways, as is customary with horses. He was able to confirm the usefulness of his acquisition while still at the Forge, spending several months there, learning about the place and the customs of its inhabitants. Upon returning home, using his new abilities, he happily patrolled the area around the settlement with his brothers, eliminating any dangers that approached their homes too closely, and having plenty of fun whenever the opportunity arose.
- Still, elves are funnier than northern folk. They get such twisted expressions on their faces when angry, and their curses and threats are so elaborate! That's really amusing. I wish elves would appear more often in our lands.
- Then you should move to a warmer forest. It’s too cold here for them. I can't even imagine what your acquaintance today forgot here. And how will he live without his bow? - The brothers burst out laughing again, imagining the elf defending himself against the northern man with his bare hands. - Father says that in the south, there are as many elves as there are stones in Latteren.
Dijnpingylak's father was an experienced traveler; he had traveled the world and told interesting stories about deserts, forests, and seas, about people, wars, and strange cults.
- Why didn't I think of this before? You're right, I need to change my location. I'll see the world. When I return, I'll tell you lots of funny stories about elves.

Dijnpingylak made decisions quickly. So, two days later, after asking his father in detail about the world beyond their cold land and gathering some simple belongings – a little food, a trophy bow from his last ambush, and a trophy knife from the one before that – he set off south. His path was unpredictable, like Latteren, and after several months, the troll accidentally found himself in a large city called Ki Ziran.

Skills:
Troll, Chimera (Life +43, Concentration +42, health and strength penalty - 22%, evasion bonus 22%)

Race:
troll

Abilities:


Stone [-] - 0 ON


Latteren [-] - 0 ON


Joker [C] - 3 ON


Combat Training [health] - 2 ON


Killer [K] - 3 ON


Scout [C K] - 2 ON
(knows the area called Forge of Life well)


Bow [K] - 1 ON

Characteristics (initial):
Health - 100 (without taking into account the Chimera penalty of 22%)
Willpower - 50
Life - 27 = 0+43(Chimera)-16(excess ON)
Speed - 135 = 150-15(excess ON)
Concentration - 163 = 150+42(Chimera)-29(excess ON)

Characteristics (final calculation):
Health - 117
Willpower - 50
Life - 57
Speed - 230 in a cold climate, 172.5 in a warm climate
Concentration - 238
Stealth - 300

Inventory: bow, knife, food, healing potions.

Ment, if I messed something up in the quest, write to me on Skype, and I'll fix it.

Killer Stone. We will use a catapult to throw it into the enemy's castle, and at night it will kill everyone.

Guys, I'll probably be leaving in August. So, we need to start no later than mid-June.

But I'll be leaving by mid-June, so we need to start earlier.

but I'll be leaving in mid-June, so we need to start earlier.

Are you planning to leave for a long time and without internet access?

>+120 points to attributes or +1 Attack Rating or +2 spells.

could add Attack Rating, because otherwise it doesn't seem very good, considering that 1 Attack Rating costs 40 points.