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[LFM][18+][DnD 5e] Free Discord text based RP server, combat events on Roll20!

Welcome to Miniry: Miniry is a shining new free city notable for its welcoming atmosphere and strategic location. Compared to neighboring cities and towns, Miniry is the only town that does not take part in the slave trade and allows all races and backgrounds. It is situated in a key valley required for trading between three bordering nations. It is surrounded by dense forests to the east, a sprawling lake to the west, and mountains to the north and southeast. The location is only ruined by the number of evil drow and monsters that make this area their home. But for now, the three guilds of Miniry are keeping those problems at bay. Those guilds are the Golden Scales; a powerful guild with a reputation for success and wealth, the Seven Daggers; a guild known for its brutal tactics and thirst for power, and the Rising Dawn, a guild that has fallen into disrepair in recent years but that is looking to make a new name for itself. You have been offered a position in the Rising Dawn in the new city of Miniry as an adventurer. You will be solving the city's problems as the guard has yet to find a steady foundation. You will compete with the two other guilds in town to get the best pick in jobs and the highest rewards and help the most people. Expect it to be dangerous. There is a rumor of an opening to the Underdark in the Forests of Old where all manner of fiends might find their way onto the surface. Other problems are cropping up regularly, and the success of Miniry as a free city is in constant peril. ----Low tech, high fantasy theme. Text-based roleplay, West Marches style. One combat event, held twice weekly to cater to different time zones. ----- If interested in joining, please fill out the form below: Discord Username Age Timezone Experience Level Reply to this RP prompt in the third person. You and your guildmates are having drinks at an inn. Suddenly, a large dark figure opens the door and starts demanding everyone get out. Thanks for reading, and we hope to see you in our little town!
1. Ray#6596 2. 25 3. GMT+2/+3 (Germany) 4. 7 Years of anything from Pathfinder to 5e, Fallout systems, MEd20, Baldes in the Dark etc. 5.: Was it to entertain celebrations or daily levity, Shion had accepted that this form of leisure was very much a facet of her life by now. Hardly was she fond of the musky scent of fermented brews, not to mention its tart aftertaste, but the companionship provided served to lessen her chagrin. Besides, if not the beverages, then the hearty meals at her disposal for little coin managed to put a smile on her face. There was seldom a reason to raise her voice, the occasional nod sufficing as a means to communicate. Alas, such tranquility rarely lasted for longer than desired. Why not few people behaved in such crass ways was beyond her, nor did she honestly care to learn the reasons for why that was. Instead, her aureate eyes trailed around the table, seeking to attain certainty of her comrade's impression of the vociferous stranger. Did they desire to welcome him, accept his ludicrous demand, or defy him openly? Was there perhaps a different possibility? She was not used to these kinds of social incidents, or anything social as a matter of fact. Thus she decided to remain quiet as to not become the second focal point. Nonetheless, she mentally prepared for any feasible route this event might take. With a faded smile, her ears peaked, making sure to not miss a thing.