Introduction Welcome to the Lodge, where all kinds of hunters come together to drink, sleep and meet. Ranging from a tribesman with a spear to a trigger happy soldier, we either hunt- You're confused you say? I'll explain then, the Lodge is not only a place, but a mysterious organisation of time travelers that keeps order and peace in all time eras. In rare occasions, hunters from magical dimensions visit us and share objects of... peculiar like. The era you are from, or dimension, affects your skill on a particular weapons. For example, if you were in the Prehistoric Age, you would have an extremely hard time to handle a gun. Even though a Modern Age hunter knows the basics of handling a spear, tribesmen will still have an edge for having ancient and forgotten techniques to use. We hunt mammoths, to deer, to terrorists, to magical monsters. This is the Lodge, and you are a part of it.
Hunter Form Name: (Please put in this form: First Name, Nickname[Optional], Last name) Age: (How old is your character?) Era/Dimension: (Prehistoric? Futuristic? Magical Dimension? Realistic Dimension?) Range Weapon: (Bow? Rifle? Staff?) Melee Weapon: (Spear? Knife? Summoned Sword?) Inventory: (Extra items: Traps, Food[For Lures], Ammunition) Pet: (An animal that you captured using a TRAP, NOT KILLED) Trophies: (Stuffed first animal, Giant Deer Antlers, anything that seems worthy for you)
Karent "Fire Tongue" Kervil Age: 17. Era/Dimension: Fantasy Dimension Range Weapon: Staff Melee Weapon: Knife Inventory: Spellbook, 2 Hams, 2 Traps Pet: Trophies: He types in a thingamajigg, and you appear at a ship dock.
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Wolf Pack HP SP Wolf 1 Dead Wolf 2 Dead Wolf 3 Dead Wolf 4 9/25 100/100 Wolf 5 Dead Era/Dimension: Pirate Dimension Range Weapon: None Melee Weapon: Body
Turns: The End - Haddin - W1 - W2 - W3 - W4
The End: Wow. INSTAKILL!The End - Haddin: He charges. [i]W4 -8HP = Haddin -10SP W4: Doesn't move.
Argamen Phish Age: 402 Health: 100/100 Stamina: 100/100 Level: 1 XP: 0/10 Era/Dimension: Steampunk Range Weapon: Tesla Rifle Melee Weapon: Energized Gladius Inventory: 20 Micro-fusion cells, 2 Hams, 2 Traps Pets: Trophies: "Looking for my buddy, Azura." You also seem to be in the city of Crete. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "Do you know what time we are at? I figure you do but more specifically would you mind telling me what time we are at?"
Shadow White Age: 17 Health: 100/100 Stamina: 100/100 Level: 1 XP: 5/10 Era/Dimension: Magic-Medieval Mix Range Weapon: Bow and Arrows Melee Weapon: Golden Longsword Inventory: Quiver (25 A), 1 ham, Canteen (Full) Pet: Ace(Wolf) Trophies:
Ace Gender: M Health: 30/30 Stamina: 100/100 Level: 1 XP: 4/10 Era/Dimension: Forgotten Realms Weapon: Body Master: Shadow White Status: Happy Suddenly, he dashes up to you. He's carrying some raw meat in his teeth. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Argamen Phish Age: 402 Health: 100/100 Stamina: 100/100 Level: 1 XP: 0/10 Era/Dimension: Steampunk Range Weapon: Tesla Rifle Melee Weapon: Energized Gladius Inventory: 20 Micro-fusion cells, 2 Hams, 2 Traps Pets: Trophies: "We are in the medieval age." he says. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Storm Dragon Age: 23 Era/Dimension: Forgotten Realms Range Weapon: Bow Melee Weapon: Dual Daggers Inventory: Quiver (15 A), 2 Hams, 1 Trap Pet: Trophies: Skills: Arrow Barrage, Arrow Shower "Okay. So, what do we do now?" he says.
"We sneak in and take out as many as possible without getting caught." I say and head to the bandit camp thinking that something was wrong for if I was a bandit then I would have guards protecting the camp.
The End Age:28 Health: 94/100 Stamina: 80/100 Level: 1 XP: / Era/Dimension: Renaissance Range Weapon: Crossbow Melee Weapon: Swiss army knife Inventory: Quiver (14 A), 3 Sandwiches, 2 Traps, Canteen (Full) Pet: Trophies:
I glare at the wolf, breathing heavily, soaked with blood...such carnage! It's not moving...maybe it wants to be my pet? I offer it a sandwich, calming down from RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGE.
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Wolf Pack HP SP Wolf 1 Dead Wolf 2 Dead Wolf 3 Dead Wolf 4 9/25 100/100 Wolf 5 Dead Era/Dimension: Pirate Dimension Range Weapon: None Melee Weapon: Body
Turns: The End - Haddin - W1 - W2 - W3 - W4
The End: He accepts it. Haddin: Doesn't do anything. W4: Accepts the sandwich. He suddenly lies down by your feet. You win! The End Age:28 Health: 94/100 Stamina: 100/100 Level: 1 XP: / Era/Dimension: Renaissance Range Weapon: Crossbow Melee Weapon: Swiss army knife Inventory: Quiver (14 A), 3 Sandwiches, 2 Traps, Canteen (Full) Pet:___(Wolf) Trophies: Name your wolf.
I do as instructed and prepare to shoot the first bandit that comes running from the tents that I assume will be burning once my teammate gets done with his spell.
