xxxIn a place far away from here is a small town called Tipa. In this small town, there are four races. The Lilties, Selkies, the Clavat and the Yukes. Each have their very own special talents, religions and abilities, but they all work together in this small town in order to keep it running smoothly.
There're many jobs in Tipa if you want it to become a thriving peninsula town. The Alchemists, Blacksmiths, Farmers, Merchants, Fishermen, Millers, Ranchers and Tailors all have their own specific role to play in this little town to keep the economy thriving. It's up to you to be able to keep it that way!
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xxxxxxxxxxxx★ Based off of Final Fantasy Crystal Chronicles xxxxxxxxxxxx★ Created by Lana del Rae of Sunshine xxxxxxxxxxxx★ Literate + RP
[b]Name[/b]: You know this one. [b]Age[/b]: Also this one. [b]Race[/b]: Liltie, Yuke, Clavat, Selkie. [b]Gender[/b]: Male or Female [b]Job[/b]: Pick from the list. [b]Personality[/b]: At least three traits your character has. [b]Background[/b]: A background to see if they're new to Tipa or have lived here for generations. [b]Weapon[/b]: A weapon in case of attacks by monsters. Magic included. [b]Username[/b]: Your username, to tell me who's playing!
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Name: Heinrir Torsin Age: 39 Race: Yuke Gender: Male Job: Alchemist Personality: Quiet and soft spoken, but when he wants to be he can be rather flirtatious. Background: TBE Weapon: Fire magics Username: Lana del Rae of Sunshine
Name: Welsh Age: 24 Race: Clavat Gender: Male Job: Black Smith Personality: Quiet and outgoing, slow to anger but fierce if provoked Background: Born as a third gen smith and citizen of the town Welsh was taught to fight by his grandfather who traveled and adventured in his younger years. Welsh has been running the forge for 3 years. Weapon: Sword and shield, or fists Username: Arrven
Posted: Fri Jan 24, 2014 8:17 pm
Name: Welsh Age: 24 Race: Clavat Gender: Male Job: Black Smith Personality: Quiet and outgoing, slow to anger but fierce if provoked Background: Born as a third gen smith and citizen of the town Welsh was taught to fight by his grandfather who traveled and adventured in his younger years. Welsh has been running the forge for 3 years. Weapon: Sword and shield, or fists Username: Arrven
this is kinda similar to what I had in mind anyway so
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Posted: Tue Jan 28, 2014 8:46 am
Usually Heinrir Torson would be in his shop this time of day, playing peaceful music on his lute waiting for a customer to come 'round. But today, today was different. Today was his birthday, and he was going to reward himself for living another year on this planet by getting himself a new set of gloves.
His old ones were left at home, waiting to be used another day, but he was walking to the blacksmith with his feathered hands out on display, something that wasn't common for Yukes. Yukes were commonly dressed from head to toe without so much as a feather showing, but today, today was different. He wanted new gloves, so he would go to the blacksmith, Welsh, and ask him to craft him a new set of gloves. Maybe with leather palms, and metal backing, with pointed fingers? He didn't know, he had sketched something up relatively quickly, but he was sure that Welsh would make the right decisions to compliment Heinrir's helm.
He walked along the path down to where the crystal was in their small little town of Tipa, and he crossed the brick courtyard to where the blacksmith Welsh's little forge was. He knocked on the door, his feathers plushing the blow between his knuckles and called out. "Hello? Anyone home?"
Welsh was in the back of his shop doing the one thing he hated more than anything involved with the act of running a forge. It was inventory day. He was in the middle of re organizing the axes he had on the wall for the second time when he thought he heard a voice calling to him from the forge area. Hanging the axe in his hands back on the wall, Welsh turns and heads out to the front of the shop. After walking through the door he sees Heinrir and smiles broadly. "Heinrir! What can I do for you today?"
