Welcome to Avaleur, a medieval fantasy roleplay site where anything is a possibility. Face bandits, or knights. Work your way up to become part of Avaleur's castle, or try your luck at being a thief. Own a shop, be a guild master, start a family. The possibilities are endless.
Clark nodded. " I'd have to agree with you there." he yawned. "So, any smoking areas around here?" he asked, laughing a bit at himself. Of course that would be his only concern.
"...I keep forgetting not everyone knows the story...I gotta stop saying that!" Dante slapped his hand to his forehead before continuing. "Basically one of my friends went on a rampage through town uncontrollably, and she regained some control and stabbed herself. Before she died, I used a spell on her to give my life to hers. I died."
"Then, she died anyways. But her lover was a demon. So, he asked his lord to resurrect us. So, he did. And now I'm partially demon!" Dante laughed, removing his hood and showing his still tiny horns.
"I died inside years ago, but was resurrected by that adorable smile of yours." Clark grinned. It was cheesy but he knew he couldn't go a full conversation without cracking a pick up line.
Dante stared at the man for a few seconds before laughing his ass off. "Oh gods that is too cheesy! In all honesty though, I have a boyfriend, I apologize."
"Well there's the pub, and arena. Then there's the theater as well. Not much to do really," Dante grinned. "Then there's a lot of nature around us, so a lot of people go for walks and such."