Portrait: ZanBrutal Bon-VivantPortrait: Zan by Sushi-Troll
A glass of wine in one hand and music playing in the back. He sings along because he knows well the lyrics. In fact, he loves to sing, dance, drink and partake in all of life's pleasures. How he enjoys living it to its fullest and share his joys with the world! And all these things must be of proper quality, of course.
Setting that last bard on fire for mutilating music was a public service, really.
Portrait: Rhyl'lynReluctant HeroPortrait: Rhyl'lyn by Sushi-Troll
He keeps trying to fit in with his fellow drow, but is more inclined to do the right thing. Take a life or save a life – he prefers the latter. Yet death follows him wherever he goes, no matter how hard he tries. Friends die time and again, and he's always alone. He can save a stranger, but never the ones close to him.
Doing the right thing always damns him in the end. Maybe he should try harder to be like other drow.
AT: MyttieLight feet flitted through the grass and kicked into a graceful jump that brought her to a low tree branch. That jump was accompanied by another a moment later, leading to greater heights with each step. At one point she got a bit too close to a bird's nest, causing an angry mother bird to squawk at the intrusion. She crouched instantly, using the language taught to her by her mother, and communicated an apology. The birds seemed to calm down and she took care to use her hands to climb further, so as to not shake up their home more than she already had. Much further down, at ground level, sounded the plaintive whining of her closest friend and travelling companion. The small, white-furred wolf cub stared up at the gigantic trees, unhappy with his friend's choice of travelling method.AT: Myttie by Sushi-Troll
Zyellon flinched inwardly upon hearing that sound. In all honesty, she wanted nothing more than to be on the ground and run alongside him, but they weren't out on an ordinary day consisting of foraging and
The Brazen SongThere once was a band both brazen and boldThe Brazen Song by Sushi-Troll
Seeking the dangers but rarely the gold
Surviving on little but sheer, dumb luck
From beholders and goblins to just getting stuck
In mud, snow and sand, and the darkness below
From dried-up deserts to where mushrooms grow
They made their friends and went on their way
Parting with smiles, never to stay
Long is their road, still they move on
Even after the world is gone
From the Little Folk's home, a long time no see
The halfling named Thoven left to be free
From bad luck to good, he struck indeed gold
When the dwarf he met got his first idea sold
Runna the name, dwarf be the race
Endures the blows, but shows little of grace
Heart of gold and justice strong
As patient of fools as her beard is long
Swift and deadly on silent feet
Corria the ranger, with her bow she'll greet
Of elfkind true, from among the trees
Loving the life and loving the peace
Graced by fey and man she is
A sorceress with the sweetest kiss
Iriaga of frost and Iriaga of fire