A new young clarifel girl- no older than 19 at most- enters, calmly looking around astride an ostritch horse. She wears studded leather armor, and carries a rather fancy rapier at her side, and a shield at her back. Her left pauldron and the shield both have the symbol of House Listonia proudly displayed. Her hair is a taupe brown, and her horn seems to have a slight pink tinge to it. As her yellow eyes scan the room, she nods to Orcus and Oleander with a slight smile
Oleander returns the smile and salutes.
She begins to walk over "Oleander! How have you been?"
"It's good to see you again, Eunomia. It's been... somewhat strange out of uniform. I'm starting to think I've forgotten who I was." Oleander's head jerks to the side for a second, before she continues like nothing happened. This is fairly common behavior for her.
"Did they make you turn yours in, or was it simply your choice to help you start adapting back to normal life? In or out of uniform, I think pretty much everyone will remember who youve always been! A highly effective commander who kept many alive"
She sighs. "I've got to get back to life in Balra one of these days. The only people who wear uniforms there are the kind who bury it under medals. But... thanks for your confidence. We'll see if command noticed."
"Same to you, sir Orcus! If nothing went wrong... What has happened to you since we all split up?"
"I checked in on my family in the army, and went home." He grimaces and shrugs his shoulders. "Nothing much. How about you?"
"Much of the same. Headed back to the house. Continued training as usual. Pretty much whatever Olephia asked of me!"
"Training?" He tilts his head a little. "I, myself, am glad to be rid of anything combat related."
"I mean... Even with all of this over, theres still certain abusers of the arcane that will need to be carefully watched. I need to stay ready to deal with them"
"I understand. After this though, I'm gonna go back to the home farm. Settle down, maybe." He sighs. "Whatever." He strokes the backs of the snounds.
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
A new young clarifel girl- no older than 19 at most- enters, calmly looking around astride an ostritch horse. She wears studded leather armor, and carries a rather fancy rapier at her side, and a shield at her back. Her left pauldron and the shield both have the symbol of House Listonia proudly displayed. Her hair is a taupe brown, and her horn seems to have a slight pink tinge to it. As her yellow eyes scan the room, she nods to Orcus and Oleander with a slight smile
Oleander returns the smile and salutes.
She begins to walk over "Oleander! How have you been?"
"It's good to see you again, Eunomia. It's been... somewhat strange out of uniform. I'm starting to think I've forgotten who I was." Oleander's head jerks to the side for a second, before she continues like nothing happened. This is fairly common behavior for her.
"Did they make you turn yours in, or was it simply your choice to help you start adapting back to normal life? In or out of uniform, I think pretty much everyone will remember who youve always been! A highly effective commander who kept many alive"
She sighs. "I've got to get back to life in Balra one of these days. The only people who wear uniforms there are the kind who bury it under medals. But... thanks for your confidence. We'll see if command noticed."
"Well if they didn't... Ill put in a good word up in the house for ya"
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"Same to you, sir Orcus! If nothing went wrong... What has happened to you since we all split up?"
"I checked in on my family in the army, and went home." He grimaces and shrugs his shoulders. "Nothing much. How about you?"
"Much of the same. Headed back to the house. Continued training as usual. Pretty much whatever Olephia asked of me!"
"Training?" He tilts his head a little. "I, myself, am glad to be rid of anything combat related."
"I mean... Even with all of this over, theres still certain abusers of the arcane that will need to be carefully watched. I need to stay ready to deal with them"
"I understand. After this though, I'm gonna go back to the home farm. Settle down, maybe." He sighs. "Whatever." He strokes the backs of the snounds.
"... What was life like for you before joining? Before recruitment?"
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NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science] Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews! Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya! Characters (Outdated)
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
"Same to you, sir Orcus! If nothing went wrong... What has happened to you since we all split up?"
"I checked in on my family in the army, and went home." He grimaces and shrugs his shoulders. "Nothing much. How about you?"
"Much of the same. Headed back to the house. Continued training as usual. Pretty much whatever Olephia asked of me!"
"Training?" He tilts his head a little. "I, myself, am glad to be rid of anything combat related."
"I mean... Even with all of this over, theres still certain abusers of the arcane that will need to be carefully watched. I need to stay ready to deal with them"
"I understand. After this though, I'm gonna go back to the home farm. Settle down, maybe." He sighs. "Whatever." He strokes the backs of the snounds.
"... What was life like for you before joining? Before recruitment?"
"I don't remember much before my family was caught dodging the draft. I guess it doesn't matter sharing that now. After that, I was alone with my mom until my dad was discharged for a cursed injury. Two years of survival training, and then I myself was drafted." He shrugs. "Parents died while I was away. I don't know if it was ten years ago or one. All I found a week ago was two graves." He wipes his sleeve across his eyes.
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
"Same to you, sir Orcus! If nothing went wrong... What has happened to you since we all split up?"
"I checked in on my family in the army, and went home." He grimaces and shrugs his shoulders. "Nothing much. How about you?"
"Much of the same. Headed back to the house. Continued training as usual. Pretty much whatever Olephia asked of me!"
"Training?" He tilts his head a little. "I, myself, am glad to be rid of anything combat related."
"I mean... Even with all of this over, theres still certain abusers of the arcane that will need to be carefully watched. I need to stay ready to deal with them"
"I understand. After this though, I'm gonna go back to the home farm. Settle down, maybe." He sighs. "Whatever." He strokes the backs of the snounds.
"... What was life like for you before joining? Before recruitment?"
"I don't remember much before my family was caught dodging the draft. I guess it doesn't matter sharing that now. After that, I was alone with my mom until my dad was discharged for a cursed injury. Two years of survival training, and then I myself was drafted." He shrugs. "Parents died while I was away. I don't know if it was ten years ago or one. All I found a week ago was two graves." He wipes his sleeve across his eyes.
"... Im sorry. I... I dont really have anything I can say to help, I know, but... If you need anything, Im here"
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NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science] Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews! Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya! Characters (Outdated)
"I don't remember much before my family was caught dodging the draft. I guess it doesn't matter sharing that now. After that, I was alone with my mom until my dad was discharged for a cursed injury. Two years of survival training, and then I myself was drafted." He shrugs. "Parents died while I was away. I don't know if it was ten years ago or one. All I found a week ago was two graves." He wipes his sleeve across his eyes.
"... Im sorry. I... I dont really have anything I can say to help, I know, but... If you need anything, Im here"
"Thanks Miss Eunomia. It means a lot. I'm just glad it's all over."
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
They snounds are enjoying the attention from a stranger. "Thanks." He frowns, and makes a solid attempt at being friendly. "What brings you here?"
"Same reason as you, I figure? You served, correct? I was part of the Navy." She's smiling, but it doesn't quite reach her eyes.
He drops the cigarette and grinds it into the ground with the heel of his boot. "Infantry here. Can't believe it's all over, huh?" He shrugs his arm with the rifle sung over it, and rubs his shoulder.
She makes a :/ face. "It's not so unbelievable when you consider how many generations have been fighting just to see this. So many years.. So many lives. We get to live because of what they, and what we have done. That makes it feel a little more real.. I think."
“Me? Uh.. Damon. Air Force. This is Dozer.” The warbat’s ear flicks, swiveling as she approaches. It makes a creaking sound, Damon whistling as if signaling it to relax. Dozer purrs a little as it gets chin scratches.
She giggles a little as she pets it. "Air force, huh? That's neat. You staying in? Now that everything is over I figure most are going home, but I've seen exceptions, I guess. I was part of the Naval Forces, if it matters. I'm Aria, by the way." She waves behind her back with her off hand, now with a little more enthusiasm.
“Pleasure to meet you. I’m just in for the ceremony. I’m one of the patrol officers here, at least for the next two weeks.” Damn waves back a little.
"Where you headed after, if you don't mind sharing? I love greeting familiar faces, no matter how far from home." Aria sits down in the middle of the grass unprompted.
"Well if they didn't... Ill put in a good word up in the house for ya"
"You're sticking with the service, aren't you?"
"Of course! Anything I can do for those that took me in, and to help mo- Madam Olephia!"
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NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science] Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews! Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya! Characters (Outdated)
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
They snounds are enjoying the attention from a stranger. "Thanks." He frowns, and makes a solid attempt at being friendly. "What brings you here?"
"Same reason as you, I figure? You served, correct? I was part of the Navy." She's smiling, but it doesn't quite reach her eyes.
He drops the cigarette and grinds it into the ground with the heel of his boot. "Infantry here. Can't believe it's all over, huh?" He shrugs his arm with the rifle sung over it, and rubs his shoulder.
She makes a :/ face. "It's not so unbelievable when you consider how many generations have been fighting just to see this. So many years.. So many lives. We get to live because of what they, and what we have done. That makes it feel a little more real.. I think."
"I thought it would've been forever. I've spent more time on the line than off it." He frowns. "Normal, for most of us, is the war."
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
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She sighs. "I've got to get back to life in Balra one of these days. The only people who wear uniforms there are the kind who bury it under medals. But... thanks for your confidence. We'll see if command noticed."
I have a weird sense of humor.
I also make maps.(That's a link)
"The symmetry is nice. You found your family?"
I have a weird sense of humor.
I also make maps.(That's a link)
"I understand. After this though, I'm gonna go back to the home farm. Settle down, maybe." He sighs. "Whatever." He strokes the backs of the snounds.
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11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
"Well if they didn't... Ill put in a good word up in the house for ya"
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)
"... What was life like for you before joining? Before recruitment?"
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)
He winces. "No... Lost in action. Farm is done for too."
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11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
"I'm... so sorry to hear that. There were too many we couldn't protect."
I have a weird sense of humor.
I also make maps.(That's a link)
"I don't remember much before my family was caught dodging the draft. I guess it doesn't matter sharing that now. After that, I was alone with my mom until my dad was discharged for a cursed injury. Two years of survival training, and then I myself was drafted." He shrugs. "Parents died while I was away. I don't know if it was ten years ago or one. All I found a week ago was two graves." He wipes his sleeve across his eyes.
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11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
"Can't say we didn't try." Orcus sighs and rolls his shoulders. "Want to check out the games?"
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11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
"... Im sorry. I... I dont really have anything I can say to help, I know, but... If you need anything, Im here"
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)
"Thanks Miss Eunomia. It means a lot. I'm just glad it's all over."
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11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
"You're sticking with the service, aren't you?"
I have a weird sense of humor.
I also make maps.(That's a link)
"Let me get my stuff in the barracks first. Then let's see what there is to do."
I have a weird sense of humor.
I also make maps.(That's a link)
She makes a :/ face. "It's not so unbelievable when you consider how many generations have been fighting just to see this. So many years.. So many lives. We get to live because of what they, and what we have done. That makes it feel a little more real.. I think."
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"Where you headed after, if you don't mind sharing? I love greeting familiar faces, no matter how far from home." Aria sits down in the middle of the grass unprompted.
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redpelt is my mother she legally adopted me
"Of course! Anything I can do for those that took me in, and to help mo- Madam Olephia!"
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)
"I'll wait out here." He pulls out his cigarette tin and lights a cigarette.
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11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
"Are you still seeing combat?"
I have a weird sense of humor.
I also make maps.(That's a link)
She goes inside to deposit her things, then steps out a minute later with her rifle slung over her shoulder. "Ready?"
I have a weird sense of humor.
I also make maps.(That's a link)
"I thought it would've been forever. I've spent more time on the line than off it." He frowns. "Normal, for most of us, is the war."
Extended Sig (Now updated!)
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11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.