Elements RPG! Part 1

[Rossendale]

Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaait a sec. You don't know the prices and you don't know what's on sale so please edit all those posts to something like "I go and see what I can buy" or what. Not being rude or what but I don't think there is a situation where you come up to a new shop and start telling your list of things when you don't know wether the seller has them.

P.S. Tea, sorry if I offended you when you had a card person. You are my in game mate and if I offended you in any way, I am more than sorry

[Glitch]

I'll briskly and promptly enter the market upon opening.

[icybraker]

Ross, we all assumed the "market" is the same as the casting costs for in-game cards. For example, a Black Dragon costs 10 darkness quanta to cast in the game, so that's what Bloodshadow bought using his 10 darkness quanta. A Nymph's Tear costs 8 water quanta to cast, so that's what I bought.

If you want to change this system... sure. But I think this is simpler.

Actions as my character start below.
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I warily enter the Marketplace.

[Qwandri]

is it too late to join?

[Tea is good]

Lol Rossendale, I thought that I had offended you. I guess I'll use my life quanta for forest spectres, I can get 3 and a rustler. The 5 water quanta will be used to grow my forest spectres.

[icybraker]

I think so, Qwandri. Sorry. Ask Ross just to make sure.

[Glitch]

You misunderstand him.

He wants us to RP our purchases.

It might also serve as how our characters meet or some other plot point.

[Purity_Riot]

"Well, I guess it's going to be a slow day," Xanriel sighed, tapping his long tapered fingers on the counter at his apothecary shop. Stretching, he stands and walks to the shelves, organizing some of the herbs and poisons there, making the labels visible to onlookers before moving back to sit behind the desk.

[icybraker]

Ah. All right, Gl1tch.

Character speaking starts below

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Heimdall finally arrives in the trading city. He had traveled a long way from the river in the Aetherland, but it seemed as though he had finally reached his destination. He wore a large blue cloak, completely obscuring the perhaps grotesque physical attributes of his body, as he shuffled his feet with hunched shoulders down the marketplace. Perhaps this time, he will finally find the spellbook he has been looking for in order to prove himself to his Ulitharid brethren. His eyes examine every detail warily as he continues down the street past a small apothecary shop.

[Purity_Riot]

Looking up through his window, Xanriel noticed a strange looking man walk past his store. He pondered for a moment, looking about his shop. "If he's not too smart... I could probably pawn something here off as a skin remedy... maybe mandrake root." He stood up quickly, walking to the doorway to his shop. Pausing a moment to check the positioning of his black cloak, covering his wings hurriedly, he threw the door open, stepping out infront of the man, a broad smile on his face.
"Greatings good sir! Come on in, we've got just what you're looking for!."

[Bloodshadow]

What, you're interacting with each other already?

Sadly, right now I do not have the time to role play. So I'll just say what I'll do:

I go to the market in the Kingdom of Darkness. Of course, being the son of a demon archlord, I should start in the Dark Kingdom. I enter the market and see what I can buy.
Oh, and what my character is thinking right now: "I'll need to gather a personal army that is loyal and trustworthy. It's time I've crushed those stinking fake vampires in the Dead Marsh and avenge my parents."

One question: if we buy a spell, can it be only used once? Or is there some ways to learn that spell permanently? And how powerful are our starting abilities compared to spells?

[Tea is good]

"Gone Ye Shall be from our sacred forest glens, dead to our people and banished from our lands"
And with that, Typaca was struck down, lower than his people and humiliated in their eyes. Blackness overtook him, for he had no desire to be in the realm of the waking.

He smelled something rich and earthy as something was placed before him, opening his eyes he could make out the blurry for of a little Leaf Dragon depositing some green orbs in front of him, he got up and sniffed one. It seemed to contain no poison. He cautiously picked one up in his fangs and slowly chewed on it. It had a savory flavor, uncomfortably like dirt yet somehow organic and definitely nourishing. The little Leaf Dragon walked over, almost hidden by the edge of the forest.
"Well, you had better get used to that stuff, it's all you're going to be having for sometime to come. Unless you can find some other way to get food."
"Where am I?" Typaca asked "Who are you?"
"We are at the edge of your old home, in the kingdom of light, which is how I was able to make you some food."
"What might your name be, little leaf dragon"
"You may call me Marmaduke" said the creature
"Where are we going?" asked the Green dragon

"We have no destination, yet we must leave..."