Rhyming Rotation
Fate tickles me as I launch myself forward, knowing I’ll trip and tumble, seemingly...
Fate tickles me as I launch myself forward, knowing I’ll trip and tumble, seemingly...
A four piece am I: First is my bow the tool of my trade, then the string—of gut it is...
Ammunition, Assassin, Ballroom, Bard, Combat, Music, Player, Ranged weapon, Verse
I stride like the tide, my crashing throw wide, from the force of a tsunami this fool...
Like a terrier nipping at the heels of a bull, I lunge in and lunge out, ever moving,...
Like punctuating the last line of a poem, I flourish my [weapon] and poke! Right...
Precision is poetry. My actions ooze rhythm, each step an iamb. I position my...
The slabs of my back shift like tectonic plates. My arm angles to add pressure until I am...
Combat, Earthbonded, Fighter, Fireblooded, Melee weapon, Player, Ranged weapon
My form flickers like licking flames, twitching with chaotic precision. My hands slap out...
A ball of fiery rage burns in my gut, and I release its frenzied heat through the driving...
Blood hunter, Combat, Fireblooded, Magic weapon, Melee weapon, Player
My feet flicker like candleflame as I move around my enemy, darting forward, as if...