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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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 Posted: Tue Oct 15, 2024 2:16 pm
xx❈Wʜᴇʀᴇ Aᴍ I? Game Room
xxx❈Wʜᴏ Is Wɪᴛʜ Mᴇ? Ruth, Kasamir, Adlai
xxxx❈Wʜᴀᴛ's Gᴏɪɴɢ Oɴ? Adventurer's Guild!
xxxxx❈Wʜᴀᴛ's Iɴsɪᴅᴇ Mʏ Hᴇᴀᴅ? Frank better make my rolls decent today... As Everly set down her dice cube, she then hefted up the minis transport case onto the table. Finally went the tube containing their rolled up maps and Frank, her personal dice storage. She listened as Kas said he wanted to GM, then glanced over at Addy as well. He was apparently curious about the group, so Everly figured it'd be a good learning opportunity. She clicked open the minis case as the first year asked if they got their own map and figure. "Yep. Like Ruth said, some games do. However, you'll usually get to make your own character. On the ones that do use the mini-figures, you can pick one from here, or others may have their own designated minis. You can also borrow a set of dice from this guy." She pat the big cube of dice, which rattled softly. "Here, if you want, you can even have your own set. Believe it or not, I've got more to spare. Let's see. I've got lots that are just fun colors, these ones have dinosaurs inside, this set has pigs, here's some with glitter... you can pick any of them and they'll be your set." She offered a grin, excited to help teach the next generation of roleplayers. It also served to help minimize the impact of her massively expensive collection of dice, but now that she knew how to handle resin... she could just make more!
{{Wearing :: Nerd Gear}}
Mʏ ᴍᴏᴛʜᴇʀ sᴀʏs I ʜᴀᴠᴇ Iʀɪsʜ ᴇʏᴇs, Iʀɪsʜ ᴇʏᴇs,
Tʜᴇʏ ɢᴏ ᴇᴠᴇʀ sᴏ ʙʟᴜᴇ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀ sᴛᴏʀᴍʏ sᴋɪᴇs,
Bᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇʏ'ʀᴇ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ sᴏ ʙʟᴜᴇ ᴀs ᴡʜᴇɴ I ʟᴇᴛ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴄʀʏ
Mʏ ғᴀᴛʜᴇʀ sᴀʏs I ʜᴀᴠᴇ Eɴɢʟɪsʜ ʜᴀɪʀ, Eɴɢʟɪsʜ ʜᴀɪʀ,
Bʀᴏᴡɴ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴀʀᴋ ᴏғ ᴀɴ ᴏᴀᴋ sᴏᴍᴇᴡʜᴇʀᴇ
Lɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇᴅ ᴏғ ᴀ ʟᴀᴋᴇ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇᴍʟᴏᴄᴋ ɢʀᴏᴡs
Lɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʜᴏʀɴ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ sᴛᴇᴍ ᴏғ ᴀɴ Eɴɢʟɪsʜ ʀᴏsᴇ
Mʏ sɪsᴛᴇʀ sᴀʏs I'ᴠᴇ ᴀ ʀᴇsᴛʟᴇss sᴏᴜʟ, ʀᴇsᴛʟᴇss sᴏᴜʟ,
Eᴀsʏ ᴛᴏ ᴄᴀᴛᴄʜ, ʙᴜᴛ I'ᴍ ʜᴀʀᴅ ᴛᴏ ʜᴏʟᴅ
Lɪᴋᴇ ᴀ sᴏɴɢ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡɪɴᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀᴜɢʜᴛ ᴏɴᴇ ᴅᴀʏ
I ɢᴇᴛ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀ ʏᴏᴜʀ sᴋɪɴ, ᴛʜᴇɴ I sʟɪᴘ ᴀᴡᴀʏ
I'ᴍ ᴀ ᴍᴀᴘ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴᴇs ʙᴇғᴏʀᴇ
Oɴᴇ ғᴏᴏᴛ ɪɴ sᴇᴀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴏɴᴇ ᴏɴ sʜᴏʀᴇ
Eᴠᴇʀʏ sᴛᴇᴘ, ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ʜᴏᴘᴇ ғʟᴜɴɢ ʜɪɢʜ
I'ᴍ ᴀ ᴍᴀᴘ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴀʟʟ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍʏ Iʀɪsʜ ᴇʏᴇs
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Posted: Wed Feb 12, 2025 2:51 am
 Kasamir Aloysius Patrovna Slytherin │ Fifth Year │ Fifteen Years Old │ Single │ Chessmaster │ Slytherin Prefect │ Adventurer's Guild & Chess Club Captain
Kasamir was looking forward to Friday night, after dinner, as not only did it mark the official start of the weekend, but it meant the launch of the Adventurer’s Guild. When he started with the Guild he was a kid who only started gaming with his cousins as part of an escape from the physical and psychological pain of his recovery from the accident, with a small collection of Russian edition roleplaying books as a contribution to the group; now, he was running the Guild. Taking over from the graduating Levy sisters was a difficult proposition, as they’d done so much to grow the club, and now it was his turn to take up the quest.
As was usual for him, Kas had shucked his usual school clothes in favour of a more relaxed style, with his Russian Federation hockey team jersey, black pants and soft-soled leather moccasins. He had his school bag slung over his shoulder, containing his dices, books and papers needed to play tonight. One thing he set out was a thick notebook, the compilation of several years of research. His campaign world was based upon the myths of legends of the Rus and the Norse, with a background centered on a version of medieval Russia, a detailed bestiary and a fleshed-out cosmology of the ancient deities of the Rus and the Norse. He spent a goodly bit of time researching the region of Asia Minor and the Mediterranean during that time, including language and customs to create the Southern Marches, which by itself could become a sourcebook in its own right.
While he was planning to run his campaign world, along with a Traveller game, Kas was planning to give other members the chance to gamemaster as well, to build up the stable of GMs, so nobody got stuck running for an extended period and risk burnout and give everybody the chance to contribute. Kas had ideas for maybe publishing adventures, and possibly selling them through the Hobbit’s Hideout and commissioning MacDavis-Grey to create miniatures for the Guild, as he was impressed by the pewter Hobgoblin Legionnaires he turned out last year, as well as the character figures he created using bits and bobs from his kit.
As he had with the opening of the Chess Club, Kas took care to have a carafe of pumpkin juice at the sideboard along with snacks, nothing fancy, just an assortment of cookies and brownies. Medved was there, of course, as he liked having his canine companion there, and he was friendly enough. He wasn’t intending to get tucked into sort of game tonight; this was Session Zero, when everything started.
[url=(Link to character profile)][color=firebrick/goldenrod/darkblue/darkgreen][b]Character Name[/b] - [i]House[/i][/color][/url]
[b]Year:[/b]
[b]Experience Level:[/b] How familiar are you with tabletop RPG's as a whole?
[b]Games You Know:[/b] What specific games do you know?
[b]Race/Class/Style Preferences:[/b] What sort of games do you prefer, what sort of characters do you like to play? Urban fantasy vs sci-fi, mages vs brawlers, etc etc
[b]Interested in GMing?[/b] If yes, what kind of game?
OOC: the Adventurer's Guild is open for the 2064-2065 School YearTaken by Hesperia Sophia Argyris
 I, I'm a one-way motorway; I'm a road that drives away, then follows you back home
I, I'm a streetlight shining; I'm a wild light, blinding bright, burnin' off and on
It's times like these you learn to live again; It's times like these you give and give agan
It's times like these you learn to love again; It's times like these time and time again
I, I'm a new day rising; I'm a brand-new sky to hang the stars upon tonight
I, I'm a little divided; Do I stay or run away and leave it all behind?
It's times like these you learn to live again; It's times like these you give and give again
It's times like these you learn to love again; It's times like these time and time again
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Posted: Thu Oct 09, 2025 12:48 pm
 Kasamir Aloysius Patrovna
Slytherin │ Seventh Year │ Seventeen Years Old │ Single │ Chess Grandmaster │ Slytherin Prefect & Head Student │ Adventurer's Guild & Chess Club Captain
Kasamir was looking forward to Friday night, after dinner, as not only did it mark the official start of the weekend, but it meant the launch of the Adventurer’s Guild. It was a bit different this time around. This would be the last Session Zero he would run as the Captain of the Guild, and somebody else would be called upon to take up the quest when he was done, just as he did when the graduating Levy sisters departed.
He liked to think he helped to grow the club as much as the Levy sisters had, by encouraging other members to try their hand at writing and running their own campaigns. He was getting ready to publish ‘Chronicles of the Rus’, his campaign based upon the myths of legends of the Rus and the Norse, with a background centered on a version of medieval Russia, a detailed bestiary and a fleshed-out cosmology of the ancient deities of the Rus and the Norse. The resulting volume, the distillation of several years of research, was large enough that he planned to release a second book concurrently, ‘Chronicles of the Rus- The Southern Marches’, encompassing the region of Asia Minor and the Mediterranean during that time, including languages and customs.
Aside from ‘Chronicles of the Rus’, was Castle Creations, the miniatures firm he set up with Finneas MacDavis-Grey. It grew from Finn’s creating miniatures from bits to sculpting designs. He also created ship and character miniatures for Kas’ long-running Traveller campaign. As a proof of concept, Finn was kind enough to sculpt a 100-millimeter scale figure of Hes. A fully painted miniature was set on Kas’ desk, while a second was slated to be a Christmas gift for her grandparents. Kas was sure this could become a cause for jealousy among the women in Hogwarts, after all, how many could claim their boyfriend arranged to have them immortalized in pewter?
That said, Finn was already hard at work doing a mockup of Rey …
As was usual for him, Kas had shucked his usual school clothes in favour of a more relaxed style, with his Russian Federation hockey team jersey, black pants, and soft-soled leather moccasins. He had his school bag slung over his shoulder, containing his dice, books, and papers needed to play tonight. Draped over a stand was his wolf cloak, while the scabbard of his sword hung below it. Many might assume they were cosplay items, unaware they were quite real and seen use.
As he had with the opening of the Chess Club, Kas took care to have a carafe of pumpkin juice at the sideboard along with snacks, nothing fancy, just an assortment of cookies and brownies. Medved was there, of course, as he liked having his canine companion there, and he was friendly enough. Tonight, he wasn’t planning to do more than see who showed up and plan who would run what. With luck, one of the brave adventurers would claim the role of Guild Master next year.
OOC: The Adventurer's Guild is open for the 2067-2068 School YearTaken by Hesperia Sophia Argyris
I, I'm a one-way motorway; I'm a road that drives away, then follows you back home
I, I'm a streetlight shining; I'm a wild light, blinding bright, burnin' off and on
It's times like these you learn to live again; It's times like these you give and give agan
It's times like these you learn to love again; It's times like these time and time again
I, I'm a new day rising; I'm a brand-new sky to hang the stars upon tonight
I, I'm a little divided; Do I stay or run away and leave it all behind?
It's times like these you learn to live again; It's times like these you give and give again
It's times like these you learn to love again; It's times like these time and time again
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Posted: Wed Feb 11, 2026 5:20 pm
 Finneas MacDavis-GreyGryffindor │ Seventh Year │ Seventeen Years Old │ Gryffindor Prefect │ Adventurer's Guild Master │ Single
It seemed a bit unreal to Finn coming up to the Adventurer’s Guild room on this Friday night to preside over the last Session Zero of his career at Hogwarts. All these years, he was content to have grand adventures with his fellow players and occasionally took up the mantle of Gamemaster. To be sure, he created his own campaign world, not like Kas’ ‘Chronicles of the Rus’, and certainly not to the point where he could publish it. No, his world read more like speculative historical fiction, but then he took subjects he knew well and spun his stories from those sources.
Castle Creatures now had several product lines, based on the things that interested him and Kas, and ideas they got from their fellow Guild members. He was pleased to have collaborated with Kas on a tabletop Quidditch game, which was now on display, and there was a copy in the Guild room in case players wanted to do a board game night, rather than run an adventure. He was honoured when Kas chose to pass the Guild over into his care, and Finn hoped he could do his friend and mentor proud by doing a good job of running before passing it to the next person in line.
Whoever that might be.
Finn felt a bit guilty that Rey offered to make extra cookies and brownies for his club opening, especially since she had so much to do to get her own club opening off the ground. He promised to help her out in return. He prevailed upon the House Elves to have carafes of pumpkin juice on the sideboard with the snacks, although given how Rey’s triple chocolate brownies were just insanely good, he wondered if there should be milk available as well.
Now, he was waiting to see who showed up for this Session Zero.
Finn MacDavis-Grey - Gryffindor
Year: Seventh
Experience Level: Extensive, got introduced through wargaming
Games You Know: Pathfinder, The Dark Eye, Warhammer Fantasy, Warhammer Ancients Battle (WAB), DBA
Race/Class/Style Preferences: I'm willing to give any race, class, or genre a try, but I'd like to see somebody else try out historical roleplaying
Interested in GMing? I’m already a GM, and I’m happy to willing to build character models and encounter creatures to put out on the board.
[url=(Link to character profile)][color=firebrick/goldenrod/darkblue/darkgreen][b]Character Name[/b] - [i]House[/i][/color][/url]
[b]Year:[/b]
[b]Experience Level:[/b] How familiar are you with tabletop RPG's as a whole?
[b]Games You Know:[/b] What specific games do you know?
[b]Race/Class/Style Preferences:[/b] What sort of games do you prefer, what sort of characters do you like to play? Urban fantasy vs sci-fi, mages vs brawlers, etc etc
[b]Interested in GMing?[/b] If yes, what kind of game?
OOC: The Adventurer's Guild is now open for the 2067-2068 School YearTaken by Racheal 'Rey' Eir Heulwen-Ross  Floating free as a bird
Sixty foot leaps it's so absurd
From up here you should see the view
Such a lot of space for me and you
Oh you'd like it
Gliding around get your feet off the ground
Oh you'd like it
Do as you please with so much ease
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AliceInWonderland0921 Crew
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Posted: Wed Feb 11, 2026 10:26 pm
xx✩ Wʜᴇʀᴇ Aᴍ I? Adventurer's Club classroom
xxx✩ Wʜᴏ Is Wɪᴛʜ Mᴇ? Finn
xxxx✩ Wʜᴀᴛ's Gᴏɪɴɢ Oɴ? Adventurer's Club
xxxxx✩ Wʜᴀᴛ's Iɴsɪᴅᴇ Mʏ Hᴇᴀᴅ? Can't wait to show Tsia everything! Benji had spent a fair bit of time over the summer building his own campaign and painting minis for it. His mom had helped him write some of the plot points, but the majority of the story had been all him. He even drew custom maps and made artistic sketches of several of the monsters he created for this campaign. Everything was stuffed into an overfull binder, which was then stuffed into his backpack, along with his big bag of dice, his painted minis, and everything that he'd need to play. His mum had even bought him these cool metal rings that you put around your character if they had a status effect like poisoned or sickened. He was excited to implement them into his games. As Benji made his way down to the room for the club meeting, he hoped that Tsia remembered the club meeting and came down to join them. After all, he really wanted to show her all the cool things he'd made. Plus, secretly, he had a gift for her, a painted mini that he thought looked like her. It even had hair covering one eye, which he'd naturally painted yellow. Entering the room, Benji carefully set his bag down. "Hey Finn! I'm excited for the adventure this year! I even wrote up my own campaign." The excited third year grinned at his older friend. Benjamin Scott-Wright - RavenclawYear: Third Experience Level: Pretty darn! Games You Know: Dungeons and Dragons, some other tabletop games Race/Class/Style Preferences: I like ranger, but I'm flexible and can play any race or class. Interested in GMing? Sure, classic DnD, my campaign "To the Center of Mundus"
{{Wearing :: xxxxx}}
I ʀᴇᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀ ᴛʀʏɪɴ' ᴛᴏ ᴛᴀʟᴋ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ɪɴ ʜɪɢʜ sᴄʜᴏᴏʟ
Cᴏᴜʟᴅɴ'ᴛ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ɢᴇᴛ ᴀ ʟᴏᴏᴋ 'ᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴛᴏᴏ ᴄᴏᴏʟ
Bᴜᴛ ɴᴏᴡ ᴡᴇ'ʀᴇ ᴏʟᴅᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴇ'ʀᴇ ᴘʟᴀʏɪɴ' ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴇᴡ ʀᴜʟᴇs
Wᴇ ʟɪᴠᴇᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ʟᴇᴀʀɴᴇᴅ, 'ᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ᴀs ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴍᴏᴠᴇs ᴏɴ
Wᴇ ғɪɴᴅ ᴡᴇ ʙᴇʟᴏɴɢ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇɴ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇɴᴅ
Wᴇ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴᴇs ʏᴏᴜ ᴜsᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ғᴜɴ ᴏғ
Wᴇ sᴛᴀʏᴇᴅ ᴀᴛ ʜᴏᴍᴇ ᴀʟᴏɴᴇ, ɪɴsᴛᴇᴀᴅ ᴏғ ғᴀʟʟɪɴɢ ɪɴ ʟᴏᴠᴇ
Wᴇ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ɢᴏᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʜᴀɴᴄᴇ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴘʀᴏᴍ ᴋɪɴɢ
Wᴇ ᴅɪᴅɴ'ᴛ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴅᴀɴᴄᴇ, ʙᴜᴛ ʜᴇʀᴇ's ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʜɪɴɢ
Wᴇ ɢᴏᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴀʀs, ᴡᴇ ɢᴏᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏɴᴇʏ
Wᴇ ɴᴇᴇᴅ sᴏᴍᴇ sᴜɴ, ʙᴜᴛ I'ᴍ ᴛᴇʟʟɪɴ' ʏᴏᴜ, ʜᴏɴᴇʏ
Tʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴇᴇᴋs ᴡɪʟʟ ɪɴʜᴇʀɪᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴀʀᴛʜ!
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Posted: Thu Feb 12, 2026 12:49 pm
Springtime in the country
Each time I'm shocked by the light
The world lyin' fallow and you are apart from me
Everythin' in my vision is movement and life
Riverboat, wheelbarrow, wildflower and barley  Youngest Shepheɾd🐑 Hufflepuff Fıfth Yeɑɾ 🐾 Peɾmɑnentlγ Unbotheɾed ₍ᐢ･⚇･ᐢ₎ Addy was pleasantly surprised to not only keep up with this club but that he's actually enjoying it. He still sometimes feels like he's behind or not quite as fast as the other players, but no one's ever made him feel bad or stupid about it. He still had the glittery pig dice that had once been gifted to him by his first club co-captain and since his tutelage under Kas, he also had a small assortment of figurines and maps that he carried with him in his backpack. He saw that Finn and Benji were already there and gave them both a small wave and grin as he went to fill out his forms. Addy was impressed the younger boy had already written a campaign and wondered what he had come up with.
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Adlai Rowntree - Hufflepuff
Year: Fifth
Experience Level: I have a bit of experience now but I'm definitely no expert
Games You Know: Warhammer, Dungeon Crawl, and Cal of Cthulu
Race/Class/Style Preferences: I've only primarily played a druid or a monk but I'm always willing to learn how to play the others
Interested in GMing? Absolutely not
(The healers) This year, I swear it will be buried in actions (Are healin')
This year, I swear it will be buried in words (The diggers are diggin' the earth)
Some close to the surface, some close to the casket
I feel as useful as dirt, put my body to work
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