Drakkwall
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OOC: This is an Fantasy rpg about a regular person who gets transported from a game of Forgotten Realms D&D and transported into the realm of Faerun Toril, the name of the world, there he will meet several woman, though not all at the same time, go through several adventures to try and find a way home and to get rid of this virginity of his. 
I am going to need one person who will act as the women the player will meet along the way, I will discuss what girls to use by pm, have a list of girls already planned.
Main Character
Name: Billy Jackson
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Occupation: Game Designer
Appearance: 7'2" tall, rather fat, thick muscles, thick beard, shaved head, brown eyes, pale skin and the tattoo of a green dragon on his back, a moon just right of its head, the silhouette of a naked woman on it.
http://th04.deviantart.net/fs8/300W/i/2005/285/4/c/Brother_Steel__Concept_Art_by_Cei_Ellem.jpg
D&D Information
Class: Monk
Race: Human
Deity: Titania the White, Dragon of Order, Queen of the Holy Fire and Wyrm of Love.
His name was Billy Jackson, born in southern Mississipi 1983, he was a professional game designer, not just video games but regular games, dices, pencils and the likes. He was a hardcore D&D fan who loved the ways of the unknown realms, his favorite realm was Faerun Toril, the world where the tales and quests of the Forgotten Realms began and ended constantly.
At the moment in his apartment in downtown Miami, he moved to Florida to get better access to his work, and to ogle the hot babes on the beaches, he was preparing a group of characters for his latest game idea and some campaigns for his free time.
His own character was a monk, and a priest of his order, thuds making him a cross class with cleric, as a copy of himself. He was a human and just as he was about to fill out the race and the level adjustment when a wind blew in through his room and he found his sheet flying in the air, running after it he jumped into the air and caught it but found himself suddenly not in his apartment but on the ground in the middle of a forest. "What the fuck!?" He screamed out, and blinked when he found his vocals to sound like some kind of foreigner, he wasn't what he said was english. He then took some time to look around and his eyes widened at what he saw around himself, he was dressed in brown monk like robes, a backpack strapped to his back, a pair of heavy gauntlets on his fitsts and a pair of really neat looking heavy brown fur boots.
In his belt there was a wicked looking pair of kamas while on the ground he had landed on laid a long stick, it would make a good wandering staff. The area around him sure was not his apartment, or anywhere near Miami, thick wooden walls surrounding a pretty small town, or rather a big village, a large gate guarded by two guards wearing metal armor, thick woods all around the walls except for some big fields along the southern side.
Taking the staff he dusted himself off and felt something in his hand, looking down he saw a scroll of some sort, opening it he discovered something he had read many times, a map of Faerun Toril. And then it all came down upon him, he was either hallucinating or he had become a part of the realm of Faerun Toril! Excitement soar through him, and while he wanted to get home did he also see a big chance here, to explore and experience this world he had read so much about.
Smiling brightly he walked forward, tucking the map beneath his robes and waved in greetings, assuming the identity he had taken when making this character. "Greetings good men, I am Bill Jaeven, wandering Monk and Priest of the Great and Beautiful, Titania the White, and I humbly ask to enter your home for some rest and supplies." The guards bowed in greetings to the druid, and Billy remembered that pilgrim monks were well respected by the people for their goodness of aiding others through their holy teachings and martial arts.
Billy entered the town and smiled widely, the setting sun bring a good view of the town as the people were starting to go to bed and giving out one last sale on the market.
I am going to need one person who will act as the women the player will meet along the way, I will discuss what girls to use by pm, have a list of girls already planned.
Main Character
Name: Billy Jackson
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Occupation: Game Designer
Appearance: 7'2" tall, rather fat, thick muscles, thick beard, shaved head, brown eyes, pale skin and the tattoo of a green dragon on his back, a moon just right of its head, the silhouette of a naked woman on it.
http://th04.deviantart.net/fs8/300W/i/2005/285/4/c/Brother_Steel__Concept_Art_by_Cei_Ellem.jpg
D&D Information
Class: Monk
Race: Human
Deity: Titania the White, Dragon of Order, Queen of the Holy Fire and Wyrm of Love.
IC
His name was Billy Jackson, born in southern Mississipi 1983, he was a professional game designer, not just video games but regular games, dices, pencils and the likes. He was a hardcore D&D fan who loved the ways of the unknown realms, his favorite realm was Faerun Toril, the world where the tales and quests of the Forgotten Realms began and ended constantly.
At the moment in his apartment in downtown Miami, he moved to Florida to get better access to his work, and to ogle the hot babes on the beaches, he was preparing a group of characters for his latest game idea and some campaigns for his free time.
His own character was a monk, and a priest of his order, thuds making him a cross class with cleric, as a copy of himself. He was a human and just as he was about to fill out the race and the level adjustment when a wind blew in through his room and he found his sheet flying in the air, running after it he jumped into the air and caught it but found himself suddenly not in his apartment but on the ground in the middle of a forest. "What the fuck!?" He screamed out, and blinked when he found his vocals to sound like some kind of foreigner, he wasn't what he said was english. He then took some time to look around and his eyes widened at what he saw around himself, he was dressed in brown monk like robes, a backpack strapped to his back, a pair of heavy gauntlets on his fitsts and a pair of really neat looking heavy brown fur boots.
In his belt there was a wicked looking pair of kamas while on the ground he had landed on laid a long stick, it would make a good wandering staff. The area around him sure was not his apartment, or anywhere near Miami, thick wooden walls surrounding a pretty small town, or rather a big village, a large gate guarded by two guards wearing metal armor, thick woods all around the walls except for some big fields along the southern side.
Taking the staff he dusted himself off and felt something in his hand, looking down he saw a scroll of some sort, opening it he discovered something he had read many times, a map of Faerun Toril. And then it all came down upon him, he was either hallucinating or he had become a part of the realm of Faerun Toril! Excitement soar through him, and while he wanted to get home did he also see a big chance here, to explore and experience this world he had read so much about.
Smiling brightly he walked forward, tucking the map beneath his robes and waved in greetings, assuming the identity he had taken when making this character. "Greetings good men, I am Bill Jaeven, wandering Monk and Priest of the Great and Beautiful, Titania the White, and I humbly ask to enter your home for some rest and supplies." The guards bowed in greetings to the druid, and Billy remembered that pilgrim monks were well respected by the people for their goodness of aiding others through their holy teachings and martial arts.
Billy entered the town and smiled widely, the setting sun bring a good view of the town as the people were starting to go to bed and giving out one last sale on the market.
