Lord of the rings RP 

(Who?)

 

((Reina is a troll, give me a minute))
Reina: *Jumps, taking out her other lance, first speaking to Lucy* S-see my legs, y-yeah? S-see they're metal? I-I need to b-be able to trust you, s-so set them down. *points her other lance at John* Y-you have n-no business with me.

 

(Reina and the other one)

 

John: -cuts of your meter legs- now I do.

 

Lucy: No, I mean it's impossible. Even without this, *Drops her weapons* I have things you can't take. *A hand lights on fire*

 

((Cjk, you can't cut Reina's legs. That's GMing. Legit. I'm ignoring that shit.))
Reina: *Speaking to Lucy* I-I understand that.. *nods, lowering her lance* R-Reina Nitram.

 

Lucy: Lucy Tinúviel. *Smiles and puts the fire out, picking up her weapons*

 

(No one likes John )

 

((Reina- ))
Reina: G-Gamzee, you can come down now.
Gamzee: *Drops from the tree, holding out his hand* Gamzee Makara.

 

Lucy: *Curtsies a little and smiles* What brings you this deep into elf lands?

 

Gamzee: Medical help for Reina. *Sighs*
Reina: W-we're having trouble t-trying to f-fix my legs p-properly so I walk b-better.
((Well, that's why you don't GM-))

 

Lucy: I see... Well, there are some skilled healers in my towm, but I dunno if they'll help outsiders...

 

Reina: A-anyone with enough experience that is kind enough.

 

John: -lays on the grass in my town-

 

Lucy: Well... I would help, but I don't know what to do...
Val: Oh, thank you. *Opens the door* But, um... I am no lord, merely a scout for my father...

 

Lucy: Huh? Who's there?
Val: *Walks out of the room*