Sigil: City of Doors

[align=center]Prompt: Scenario Roleplay![/align]
The aim of the game is to use this generator and input your character's name along with another, generating a prompt for you to write a few paragraphs about! By mixing it up a bit and writing about something not considered or unexpected, there are quite some amusing outcomes. After being shown by a friend, and having a go myself I can attest it certainly makes for good practice. A reminder to be mindful of player/character etiquette is placed as disclaimer.

Having gotten the A-OK... to kick off the thread with an example, I'll start!

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The warrior duo sat across from one another at the table, separated by a wide array of dishes that had been picked clean with the gusto of a more than healthy appetite. Gnawing on one of the smaller bones that was cleaned to it's raw state and tossed back onto her plate, the huntress gave a satisfied exhale and reached toward the drinking horn that sat upon nearby holster. "Mhm," commended the blonde with a nod of satisfaction. "Meal fit fer a queen, I'd say."

That was when she saw it over ivory rim... the last piece of succulent pork left uneaten in the middle of the table. Feline hazel-hues were already upon her own deep emeralds as attention darted from the tempting morsel toward the large Rashemi across from her. It was then that both sets of eyes narrowed, one after the other, with the painted smirk of unspoken challenge. Slowly Odette lifted the drink to her lips, wetting them with the amber liquid the horn contained as she eyed the movements of her companion from across the table.

Out reached the dark-haired warrior, a large weathered hand that briskly headed for that solitary rack of ribs. Lashing her own scarred, significantly smaller, hand outward at matched pace, the blonde huntress barred his success with the wrap of a palm around the Rashemi's wrist. As both hands hovered in limbo over the meaty morsel, a slow grin etched it's way over the woman's freckled features, tugging lightly upon the scar that marred the majority of her right cheek. It was matched in kind by that of Kelth's own smirked expression and the growl to match.

The moments that followed were those of pure chaos.

The water jug was the first to go, knocked over and spilled by wrestling hands that thrashed outward in attempt to pin it's competitor to the table. The bread rolls followed in short order, projectiles that flew across the table from one end to the other. They, in turn. were chased by the horn of mead that splashed it's contents over masculine features and dripped from dark braids. The shattering of a plate that tipped off table's edge was only overshadowed by the cadence of barked laughter and roared challenge as affectionate brushes of the leg and foot turned into unbridled competition much like the limbs that fought, pushed and battered one another in tests of strengths upon the surface.

When one of the table's legs splintered and shattered in to shards at the behest of one rather powerful slam of grasped hands upon the furniture, the seemingly forgotten final portion flew from the table and rolled amongst the broken dishes that cut through the atmosphere with the sound of fractured destruction. Untroubled by the carnage, now bathed in mead and wrapped in sudden embrace, the attention of the two shifted elsewhere.

Can't take the time away from toolset to do this, but I just had to share the first reference I got when I tried it (using Yogi and Boo-boo for poops and giggles, of course.)

wrote:Yogi Bear and Boo-Boo as medieval-fantasy RPG characters archetypes.

And now suddenly I have a mental vision of those two, voices included, playing the roles of Fafhrd and the Gray Mouser...

"Hey Boo-boo, that's a lovely jew-el-ed greatsword. I think we should take it!"

"I don't know, Yogi. Ranger Ningauble might be watching..."

[Deltana Grail and Xander Grail meet when Deltana Grail finds Xander Grail's lost pet.]

Deltana is sitting quietly by herself, a book open in her lap though rather than paying attention to anything on the page she seems to be staring off into the distance, deep in thought. There are others about, even some she knows, but for the moment she's in her own little world which sometimes is exactly how she prefers it. A cooling cup of coffee on the table in front of her and for the moment the day is dry. Today her thoughts are bent toward her next move, will she stay or will she go? It's the same question she's been asking herself for months but can't seem to come up with the answer that suits her best.

Just as she reaches absently for her coffee a Raven lands on the table and gives a loud and rather unhappy squawk, pulling her from her thoughts abruptly and she stares at it for a moment. She looks it over but sees nothing outwardly wrong with it so she picks up her cup and gives it one of her customary stern looks and says "Shoo!". The bird takes a few steps toward her and ruffles it wings just a little, still staring at her, and looking as if it has absolutely no intention of going anywhere.

"Suit yourself", she says with a small shrug of her shoulders, though the bird seems intent on keeping her attention even as her eyes stray back to her book. It's head tilts and then he takes several more steps toward her until one clawed foot is perched on each page and she looks up at it once again. "Do you mind? Or did you want something?" She asks it as if it would answer her. It stretches its body and taps her cup abruptly with it's beak and rolling her eyes she sets the cup down just as it nuzzles the back of her hand.

"You have got to be kidding me." She says, rolling her eyes, though she finally complies and begins to stroke the black feathers of the bird. Her expression seems rather amused, even though her words come out with a tone of annoyance. "You do know that being this needy is not attractive, even for a bird, xas?" But the Raven just sits there allowing her to pet him without much care for what it is she's saying.

Just as she's sitting back in her chair, trying to coax the fowl onto her lap a man rushes up, out of breath and looking rather frazzled though still impeccably dressed and in control of his senses. "There... you are!" He stutters just a little though his voice is deep, his tone calculated. She looks up at him startled, "Are you talking to me?". "Of course not... I'm... talking to... the bird. He's mine."

"Oh, well he's interrupted my morning, but we've gotten on fairly well" She says with a slight smile up at him, her hand pulling away from the Raven's feathers so the man can take him back. "I appreciate you... looking after him.", the tall man says back to her before scooping the bird up, and as he does Deltana hears him whisper to the bird "Well done", he then looks back to her, "I am Xander Tyberus Grail". All the flourish one can imagine is insinuated in his introduction of himself as he gives the smallest of bows to her and smiles. The drowess smirks up at him "I am Deltana, and I heard that". The haughtiness of Xander doesn't diminish an ounce as he replies "of course... you did", his smirk mimicking her own as he adds "Would you care for a drink?"

I laughed really hard at the first result I got




He remained there, staring at the instrument the girl had placed on his lap with a dubious look on his face. How did he end in that situation to begin with, he still couldn't understand.

"Seriously Neer, this is nonsense. I don't even know how this thing works, let alone be able to play it..."

Still trying to wear her earrings, the Air Genasi dismissed his objections with a wave of her hand and turned around to grin cheerfully at him.
"Oh come on, stop complaining! You are good with illusions, aren't you? You will only need to pretend! Pluck the strings, be convincing, no one will notice you aren't really playing," she exclaimed with her usual confidence and puckish smile on her lips as the jewels finally dangled freely from her lobes.
"And besides.. let's be honest, everyone will be too captured by my voice to even notice the music, anyway," she concluded with shameless arrogance, prompting the half drow to roll his eyes in exasperation.

"This is nonsense," he just repeated flatly, "why don't you... just play and sing alone as you always do? Why did you decide I need to come with you, now... you know I am no minstrel."

"It is because it will be FUN!" She almost yelled in excitement, throwing her arms open wide as to emphasize her statement, "and we will be doing something together! And who knows, you may even LIKE it and decide to learn and play for real! Wouldn't that be awesome?"

The blank stare the Fated gave her was enough to shut off the entirety of the Genasi enthusiasm, who finally dropped her arms flat along her sides, while a displeased frown replaced the glee on her features.

"You are so boring, Rhistel," she blurted as her lower lip plumped out in a childish pout, and the other sighed quietly at that.

"Don't I know..."

Fantastic lol!!!!