Zig Forums forms a colony in a medieval fantasy game world

>Zig Forums forms a colony in a medieval fantasy game world

What use are you, user?

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Token black

Blacksmithing
Its the chadiest of medieval professions

I can lift stuff real good

Farmer

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im the local rapist

I can smoke weed and fight at rare occasions

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based lets grow swamp weed together

i'm 63 years old so I call village elder

I can hold your money for you so it's safe in my vault and can't be stolen, I can also loan out money for a small amount of interest

Like most of Zig Forums I have absolutely no useful skills of any kind, so I will farm wheat and other bullshit with 99% of the board while some chad king pisses on us and takes our money.

Town drunk

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WURM CHADS, RISE UP

I'm generally useless

Wizard, I have 30 years of experience in the field

I'm gonna say it
I'm say the word
You know why?
Because you don't know where I live
So there are no consequences coming to me

I'm the ideas guy

chop wood
messenger
memory man
good with the livestock
night vigil

i'd be fucking good at it, i already live like some kind of peasant when i'm not on here

the nerd

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The villiage burner
They hate me there

I run the tavern.

Here's the rules, stick to 'em or Chadlak da Ork will crush your head with one hand.
>NO ELVES
>No anime posters
>No edgy dexfags
>No elves
>No shitting in the buckets
>And ESPECIALLY
>No elves

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I have a wealth of knowledge, can I claim librarian?

Ah finally a quality tavern

Can lift and toil.
Can cook.
Okay at archery.
Have seen all the Primitive Technology videos.

>"Huh? Whaddaya want?" ad infiniteum

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Village idiot

Fuck off jew
I can tend to the ill and manufacture medical supplies

Friendly local necromancer

I die as one of those skeletons in the cave.

dead

I'm the guy that sells common items like moss or rocks for extremely high prices to retarded adventurers

I'll be the village idiot's rival

Quest giver
I'll give 5 gold for legendary artifacts

i'm going to the governor :)

I'll be the professional tranny hunter.

>still no town brothel owner
bros...

Town's cumdump

I hope Skyrim 2 has a more refined fallout 4 settlement building process. I actually enjoyed that, just wish it was less janky

>no elves
>elves are so hated in the tavern the rule is repeated thrice
based i fucking hate elves

The village bull

i dig

I would like to report someone suspicious

and i will be the one giving out the tranny bounties for you to hunt, rewards at G-Rank tranny bounty hunts are worth the risk so make sure to pick em up!

I am the shepherd. I shear and shag sheep.

>t. boyo

There is an art to the business of making sandwiches which it is given to few ever to find the time to explore in depth. It is a simple task, but the opportunities for satisfaction are many and profound: choosing the right bread, for instance. The Sandwich Maker had spent many months in daily consultation and experiment with the Baker and eventually they had created a loaf of exactly the consistency that was dense enough to slice thinly and neatly, while still being light and moist.

There was also the geometry of the slice to be refined: the precise relationships between the width and height of the slice and also its thickness -- here again, lightness was a virtue, but so too were firmness, generosity and that promise of succulence and savor that is the hallmark of a truly intense sandwich experience.

The chief among the knives, of course, was the carving knife. This was the knife that would not merely impose its will on the medium through which it moved, as did the bread knife. It must work with it, be guided by the grain of the meat, to achieve slices of the most exquisite consistency and translucency, that would slide away in filmy folds from the main hunk of meat. The Sandwich Maker would then flip each sheet with a smooth flick of the wrist onto the beautifully proportioned lower bread slice, trim it with four deft strokes and then at last perform the magic that the children of the village so longed to gather round and watch with rapt attention and wonder. With just four more dexterous flips of the knife he would assemble the trimmings into a perfectly fitting jigsaw of pieces on top of the primary slice. For every sandwich the size and shape of the trimmings were different, but the Sandwich Maker would always effortlessly and without hesitation assemble them into a pattern which fitted perfectly. A second layer of meat and a second layer of trimmings, and the main act of creation would now be accomplished.

I'm the homeless guy that just sits around taking donations from adventurers to increase their karma with the gods.

I look exactly like Yagrum Bagarn so I could be the town suicide.

We just have to find an autistic wizard to take care of you.

lol

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Potion seller