Raindrop Valkyrie

"Fine by me, but don't come calling when it festers and falls off Rocket." Cookie said. ((and the nicknames continue!))

"I see, that is your business then. But I think I know what you are doing, and I won't stop you." Cookie replied. He sat back on his haunches. "You need any healing done? I don't know how nasty that fall was definitely didn't look like a fun choice for sure."

"He is forced not by actual force, but by duty. He feels he needs to guide them. Ishmael....he only remembers being a knight in a past life and that is what binds him to duty. He believes the overall goal of the Gentleman is peace....and that he can move them towards that goal even if it isn't....He is a rose amongst thorns." the gnoll mused. "He might be a terrible foe as well. To those he believes will always refuse the races being equal....he is a terrible foe. I hope he never sees you lot as one... Why do you ask so much of the Death Angels, passersby don't normally even know of them let alone ask this much.....are you up to something?" the gnoll said, a spark flashed in his eye as he all of a sudden caught on. The puzzle pieces all of a sudden clicked for him.

Guys we need to try and preserve these puns, if we overuse them, they might get a little Dunsparce.

FOr those who like reading lore or just finding out more about the world, I have written the start of a Short Story in the CW forums. It is entitled Graterras: Dream on Another Shore. It is about a starving Artist who lives in the Crystal Isles. She has no magic to call her own, and many people look down on her, but her luck just may be on the up swing.

I don;t nominate people for these things.....feels weird for me to do so. ANd I haven;t been so far...good XD.

Illithids are actually accepted there.... Oh and Chauff actually knows magic funnily enough. And figures Notus, this was just the tip of the iceberg, I am going over a basic plan of Chap 2 in my head before I write it though, don't want it to get super silly. I will go in with an agenda from now on, but I still try to wander a bit. I like writing in a way that I am exploring as well. It can be kinda rough sometimes, but I still like to do it that way.

It can get bad, depends on the island. The Crystal Isles, unlike the Shadowed Isles are really an Isles. They are a bunch of small islands, connected by magical unmanned ferries. Some of the islands are super nasty to non-magic users, others could care less.

"No, she may hurt a bit when walking though." she said. The wound didn't look that awful, it was just a stray shot, probably one a Gnoll didn't even think he would have hit. It did enough damage to call it a wound, but otherwise it seemed rather minuscule.

Na, this is independant, other than maybe a reference to Elaine or 2. I am not actually sure how it will end yet as I am writing it on a whim. ((I actually typed all of that off the top of my head with no plan in mind. I like to write in a way where my wondering brain takes me places.)) My only goal here, was to show the Crystal Isles a bit show you guys a bit of the taste of the place. It is one of the more weird areas in Graterras having so much magic all over the place. People use it in their daily lives. ((and Egile is no mage, he couldn't fight to save his life. Yes he can float papers around, but he can't do much else. Everyday people have everyday magic, nothing that really can hurt or harm.))

"He believes that we shouldn't be using this amass of people to fight and kill. He wants us the Forsaken races to put our best foots forward so that the Free races may see we are not the monsters they wish us to be." Cookie said. "I don;t know how true his cause is, I will be honest, but he is worth more damns than any of those Death Angels put together. He actually cares, he wants the downtrodden to rise up, and not kill those that oppress us, but try to better our standing with them. Sadly, he is forced to work with them, I only hope he can hold onto his lofty ideals and not be corrupted by those monsters. It is hard to be a Saint when surrounded by devils." *** "There is nothing i need Helze, Nemesis will heal just fine." Jupiter said. "However, I will come with you to help look." she turned her head and smiled like always. "Aye, and I will wait for ya to get back then. Gotta get the tinder read for our new friend to cook whatever it is he is going to cook." Odin said with a hearty laugh. "I hope it is going to be good...." he said patting his tummy. "Cause, I am bloody starving. I could probably eat a whole horse."

I've been working on this project off and on now fro some time perhaps it's high time I really updated how I've been bookkeeping etc so that it's not all clunky and what not. Without further ado, this is the home of Dream on Another Shore, a project... I randomly started fro no other reason than that I was bored at the time. A strange way to start talking about a project for sure. Many would use this space to go on about their inspirations and what they were trying to accomplish. But, when I started this things I really didn't have anything at all. I just had the basic concept I usually have when writing things for Graterras. To write it around an unlikely protagonist in a Fantasy Setting. I never wrote about a painter before, and we barely see anything written about them, so I decided... eh why the hell not? Maybe not the most inspiring speech there, but it's my reason and it's reason enough for me. I love to play with new ideas and to see where the winds will take me. It's certainly been a journey thus far on this little project. Plot Synopsis Links ((for the story, and the Original Graterras RP OOC for reference material.)) Current Completed Chapter: 8 Chapter 9 in Progress.

You know I am a part of Exodus too right lol? I actually say this Damian because your little blurb reminded me of Vixen a little in some ways. ((my PC in Exodus. Though, she is a sniper so...bullets instead of arrows.))

I feel that concurrent stories should have the thread for the story, or the CW thread, and that they should have a Feedback Thread. The CW thread will be for just the writer, so that way chapters aren't interrupted and readers have a straight read instead of having feedback slapped in the middle. The Writer should note in the CW thread that it isn't the place to discuss it at the top and include a link to the feedback thread.

If you have ever checked the RP forum, you probably know who I am. I am Hukuna. ((sometimes known as Sensei in the RP forums.)). Almost all of my writing experience comes from creating the world of Graterras, a dark fantasy world that was originally made to be played in D and D, or a tabletop RPG. I decided to adapt for use on this here forum, and it has actually evolved a lot since then. I enjoy Fantasy in pretty much all of it's types, High Fantasy, Dark Fantasy, Sci-fi etc. My greatest strength? Well, as most know in the RP forum is World Building. I love to get into the nitty gritty of the world, it feels as if painting but doing it with words instead. I like to know the cultures of the people in my world, how it affects the world around them, and what they do on a daily basis. I have spent time deciding on how a Royal Family came into power in a city, or how and why the Gnolls worship their gods. I have spent time figuring out why in my world the Dwarves don't use much magic, but also why they frown upon it. My greatest weakness is very tough, as I don;t really know if I am skilled enough to know my writing that well. I have very much been a jack of all trades most of the time and can cope pretty well with most things. But if anything I would have to say confidence. I just beat myself up over things sometimes, I let them get to me and I second guess a lot. It can hold me back sometimes. If you would like to see some of my work...well, head over to the RP forums and check out Graterras. It is a bit different from writing a story as it is an RP, but it is like writing a story with multiple people. They just work within the framework of my world. You may even want to read through the backlog of the OOC, there is a lot of lore tidbits in there along with some extra context on certain events in the story. It should be easy enough to find the 4th Chapter, though I recommend you start at the beginning otherwise you will be super lost. ((links to older chapters can be found in the OOC at the bottom of the OP.)) You don't have aspirations to create your own works? While it is a good series, I very much think that one shouldn't aspire to take over the franchise someone else has built. ((you know especially while they are still around XD.))

"That eye of yours works right? We helped you fight those bastards, we aren't with them. Maybe if Ishmael was here you would understand not all of us fight for the same reasons under that regime. Some of us are there to try and reason with them, show them that if we want respect, we have to act in a way deserving of that respect. People don't respect those that use a weapon to devour an entire town of people. They only look on us like the monsters they already believe us to be, and will never change with ones like Ashnard running the show. We seek to change this cycle of hatred begetting more and more hatred. We aren't your enemies, and we certainly aren't their friends. We are the small few who cry out trying to stop the madness. Not all of this is that Black and White Beaks. Not everyone that works under Ashnard or any of the others is your foe. Things aren't that cut and dried. I want the world to change, to understand that just because I am a gnoll doesn't mean I habour hatred for them. Too many of the other races look upon the others and see only beasts, mad creatures, that slaughter innocents. We aren't all like that, we aren't all. Remember, there was time they weren't fond of your people either." He sighed as he crossed his arms. He cracked his neck. "We fought against our own kin there, but we don't feel remorse or regret for doing it. They wish to only carry on the legacy of violence. We will surely be branded as traitors, and possibly hunted, we are probably in an even worse situation then you. You didn't have to fight today, but you did. Ye best hope they don't target you as well. I guess there is luck in one thing, whatever the hell these bastards are looking for is taking up most of their time, it spreads them thin, they won't be able to spare people to hunt us down, at least not yet." *** Helze quickly found the two. Jupiter was picking an arrow out of Nemesis, and treating the wound. Nemesis would only let Jupiter do such a thing, so she had to be the one to treat the mighty bird. Odin was sitting nearby whittling on something. ((relatively, they aren't in the same area, but both would be closeish, like they are easily within earshot of Helze.)) He seemed to be preparing tinder to use to light the fire for whatever Curfew was going to make. He used one of his hatchets making small cuts into the wood. He shaved off tiny bits collecting them in a small tin. "Oi, what's up Helze?" Odin said, lifting one of his ember coloured eyes to see her. He tried to keep one on his work as to not cut himself. Jupiter didn't say anything, though Helze got the feeling that she was paying attention. Jupiter was probably busy trying to make sure she didn't hurt Nemesis in anyway while working on her wound. *** Dru felt Dia stirring again. "So, your battle is over now, is there anything you know about what is going on? Is this, your body I am in?" she seemed to have calmed down quite a bit, but was clearly still shaken. How did she even get here?

It is a possible solution. The Awakened are probably tougher than the average human for sure, as I imagine using their abilities isn't easy. It would probably put massive strain on their bodies to use it at first and they have had plenty of time to hone them while on the run etc.... and I mean strain other than the drawbacks.

"Then she should know I hate giving reports." he said with a chuckle. "Fine, I will do it. Lead the way Miss." he said bowing to the lady who had come in. It was a jest, obviously he was being a little bit silly because he wasn't happy with having to it. He never liked giving reports, then again, it is probably because quite a few of them fro him where pretty bad. Not often did a man give 2 reports about his entire team going dark. He cracked his neck, waiting for the lady to lead him to where he needed to go. Needless to say he didn't really remember the way there, other things were weighing on his mind the first time he entered this place.

"Nothing special is required." He said into her mind, smiling as best an Illithid could. "Just some rest, I am very tired, much harder flinging water around than it looks that is for certain." He put his head back down into the soft grass and closed his eyes slowly drifting into a soft sleep,

"Let me get a look at ya Beaks" Cookie said coming over. He inspected Akuma's wounds. "Nothing too serious, most of it will heal pretty quickly on it's own. Just keep an eye on it, make sure it doesn't get infected. When we get the herbs together I will be sure to apply some, will dull any pain you are feeling for today so you can get some rest." ((and Cookie could have totally looked him over in the tree lol.)) Curfew got out a huge pot, like super huge...It could probably feed a small army. "Oi, any of you got some wood? Need ta start a fire." The chubby Gnoll said. He looked even more silly now, as he had a chef's hat on. It looked odd, a brilliant white that harshly contrasted with the Earth Tones he was wearing for the rest of his clothes. "If you need some we would be happy to help." said Bjorn flexing his muscles. Chauff didn't look happy about it, but he followed after Bjorn. "There should be plenty around here." Blue sat down, heaving a great sigh as he did so. His armour was quite a bit singed on the chest where the Magical Bolt had hit him. He strecthed his legs and his arms, and then laid back. He stared up at the sky for awhile, not making much noise. He must have been tired, after all, the others didn't know how much fighting he had done today. The Battle before they arrived, and running from the city, it had been a lot for him. But he didn't complain, they were safe now, he doubted Lord Violet would return anytime soon, he didn't seem the type to be so bold.

Feedback would work.

Critique could possibly serve this function, however, I am going to leave that up to Hilda to decide if it is needed or not. It is definitely better that way though so the Story is the main focus within it's own thread, and that the story has a place to talk about it elsewhere. ((most likely linked at the top somewhere in the main thread as well)). I would reckon this would only be necessary for full on works.

No problem. Also, I would prefer it be at the end, but the tags can be on either side. So, long as it is there somewhere.