"I see. Not much to observe I feel but who a I to judge what someone does in their spare time." He says with a shrug as he draws another blood arrow and fires it, striking the target in the lower right side.
“I’m appraising your skill as a Hunter. You are skilled.”
"The compliment is appreciated. I take it you are a hunter as well?" The man says turning to face the figure properly. "You certainly look like one, but I don't think we have been introduced."
“Indeed. I am Roman. For those who enjoy alliteration, Roman the Ronin.” His voice remains empty and emotionless, unlike other who would normally sound polite and respectful
"I see. I'm Alabastor Paon, though some have taken to calling me The Black Peacock. They think it would insult me, the black sheep of my family." He says, laughing a bit, the faintest hint of madness coloring his mirth. "But I find that I like the title personally. However, Al is fine for a fellow hunter. Wealth and status doesn't matter much to the Damned anyways."
“Alabastor.” He pauses for a moment “Alabaster is a soft, fine-grained, sedimentary rock that is typically white and translucent. It is primarily made of gypsum, a calcium sulfate hydrate, and is formed in layers from evaporated seawater. Alabaster is often used for carvings, ornaments, and statuary. It is also a source of plaster powder.”
"I see. Not much to observe I feel but who a I to judge what someone does in their spare time." He says with a shrug as he draws another blood arrow and fires it, striking the target in the lower right side.
“I’m appraising your skill as a Hunter. You are skilled.”
"The compliment is appreciated. I take it you are a hunter as well?" The man says turning to face the figure properly. "You certainly look like one, but I don't think we have been introduced."
“Indeed. I am Roman. For those who enjoy alliteration, Roman the Ronin.” His voice remains empty and emotionless, unlike other who would normally sound polite and respectful
"I see. I'm Alabastor Paon, though some have taken to calling me The Black Peacock. They think it would insult me, the black sheep of my family." He says, laughing a bit, the faintest hint of madness coloring his mirth. "But I find that I like the title personally. However, Al is fine for a fellow hunter. Wealth and status doesn't matter much to the Damned anyways."
“Alabastor.” He pauses for a moment “Alabaster is a soft, fine-grained, sedimentary rock that is typically white and translucent. It is primarily made of gypsum, a calcium sulfate hydrate, and is formed in layers from evaporated seawater. Alabaster is often used for carvings, ornaments, and statuary. It is also a source of plaster powder.”
He chuckles at Roman's little spiel. "Yeah, it's definitely fitting of a nobleman I suppose. How long have you been a hunter. I've soon to reach my first year in the order myself and I've still not met all the hunters in the city."
"I see. Not much to observe I feel but who a I to judge what someone does in their spare time." He says with a shrug as he draws another blood arrow and fires it, striking the target in the lower right side.
“I’m appraising your skill as a Hunter. You are skilled.”
"The compliment is appreciated. I take it you are a hunter as well?" The man says turning to face the figure properly. "You certainly look like one, but I don't think we have been introduced."
“Indeed. I am Roman. For those who enjoy alliteration, Roman the Ronin.” His voice remains empty and emotionless, unlike other who would normally sound polite and respectful
"I see. I'm Alabastor Paon, though some have taken to calling me The Black Peacock. They think it would insult me, the black sheep of my family." He says, laughing a bit, the faintest hint of madness coloring his mirth. "But I find that I like the title personally. However, Al is fine for a fellow hunter. Wealth and status doesn't matter much to the Damned anyways."
“Alabastor.” He pauses for a moment “Alabaster is a soft, fine-grained, sedimentary rock that is typically white and translucent. It is primarily made of gypsum, a calcium sulfate hydrate, and is formed in layers from evaporated seawater. Alabaster is often used for carvings, ornaments, and statuary. It is also a source of plaster powder.”
He chuckles at Roman's little spiel. "Yeah, it's definitely fitting of a nobleman I suppose. How long have you been a noble. I've soon to reach my first year in the order myself and I've still not met all the hunters in the city."
"I see. Not much to observe I feel but who a I to judge what someone does in their spare time." He says with a shrug as he draws another blood arrow and fires it, striking the target in the lower right side.
“I’m appraising your skill as a Hunter. You are skilled.”
"The compliment is appreciated. I take it you are a hunter as well?" The man says turning to face the figure properly. "You certainly look like one, but I don't think we have been introduced."
“Indeed. I am Roman. For those who enjoy alliteration, Roman the Ronin.” His voice remains empty and emotionless, unlike other who would normally sound polite and respectful
"I see. I'm Alabastor Paon, though some have taken to calling me The Black Peacock. They think it would insult me, the black sheep of my family." He says, laughing a bit, the faintest hint of madness coloring his mirth. "But I find that I like the title personally. However, Al is fine for a fellow hunter. Wealth and status doesn't matter much to the Damned anyways."
“Alabastor.” He pauses for a moment “Alabaster is a soft, fine-grained, sedimentary rock that is typically white and translucent. It is primarily made of gypsum, a calcium sulfate hydrate, and is formed in layers from evaporated seawater. Alabaster is often used for carvings, ornaments, and statuary. It is also a source of plaster powder.”
He chuckles at Roman's little spiel. "Yeah, it's definitely fitting of a nobleman I suppose. How long have you been a noble. I've soon to reach my first year in the order myself and I've still not met all the hunters in the city."
“I am not a noble.”
*Sorry, I meant hunter*
He chuckles. "Apologies, a slip of the tongue. I meant you time as a hunter."
"I see. Not much to observe I feel but who a I to judge what someone does in their spare time." He says with a shrug as he draws another blood arrow and fires it, striking the target in the lower right side.
“I’m appraising your skill as a Hunter. You are skilled.”
"The compliment is appreciated. I take it you are a hunter as well?" The man says turning to face the figure properly. "You certainly look like one, but I don't think we have been introduced."
“Indeed. I am Roman. For those who enjoy alliteration, Roman the Ronin.” His voice remains empty and emotionless, unlike other who would normally sound polite and respectful
"I see. I'm Alabastor Paon, though some have taken to calling me The Black Peacock. They think it would insult me, the black sheep of my family." He says, laughing a bit, the faintest hint of madness coloring his mirth. "But I find that I like the title personally. However, Al is fine for a fellow hunter. Wealth and status doesn't matter much to the Damned anyways."
“Alabastor.” He pauses for a moment “Alabaster is a soft, fine-grained, sedimentary rock that is typically white and translucent. It is primarily made of gypsum, a calcium sulfate hydrate, and is formed in layers from evaporated seawater. Alabaster is often used for carvings, ornaments, and statuary. It is also a source of plaster powder.”
He chuckles at Roman's little spiel. "Yeah, it's definitely fitting of a nobleman I suppose. How long have you been a noble. I've soon to reach my first year in the order myself and I've still not met all the hunters in the city."
“I am not a noble.”
*Sorry, I meant hunter*
He chuckles. "Apologies, a slip of the tongue. I meant you time as a hunter."
“Ah. I see. A human mistake. I have officially been a Hunter for 8 months 2 weeks and 3 days.”
"I see. Not much to observe I feel but who a I to judge what someone does in their spare time." He says with a shrug as he draws another blood arrow and fires it, striking the target in the lower right side.
“I’m appraising your skill as a Hunter. You are skilled.”
"The compliment is appreciated. I take it you are a hunter as well?" The man says turning to face the figure properly. "You certainly look like one, but I don't think we have been introduced."
“Indeed. I am Roman. For those who enjoy alliteration, Roman the Ronin.” His voice remains empty and emotionless, unlike other who would normally sound polite and respectful
"I see. I'm Alabastor Paon, though some have taken to calling me The Black Peacock. They think it would insult me, the black sheep of my family." He says, laughing a bit, the faintest hint of madness coloring his mirth. "But I find that I like the title personally. However, Al is fine for a fellow hunter. Wealth and status doesn't matter much to the Damned anyways."
“Alabastor.” He pauses for a moment “Alabaster is a soft, fine-grained, sedimentary rock that is typically white and translucent. It is primarily made of gypsum, a calcium sulfate hydrate, and is formed in layers from evaporated seawater. Alabaster is often used for carvings, ornaments, and statuary. It is also a source of plaster powder.”
He chuckles at Roman's little spiel. "Yeah, it's definitely fitting of a nobleman I suppose. How long have you been a noble. I've soon to reach my first year in the order myself and I've still not met all the hunters in the city."
“I am not a noble.”
*Sorry, I meant hunter*
He chuckles. "Apologies, a slip of the tongue. I meant you time as a hunter."
“Ah. I see. A human mistake. I have officially been a Hunter for 8 months 2 weeks and 3 days.”
"Impressive. Some of the veterans like to say the first year on the hunt is the true trail. Good to see someone else going through it as well. If I might ask, what are your specialties?"
"I see. Not much to observe I feel but who a I to judge what someone does in their spare time." He says with a shrug as he draws another blood arrow and fires it, striking the target in the lower right side.
“I’m appraising your skill as a Hunter. You are skilled.”
"The compliment is appreciated. I take it you are a hunter as well?" The man says turning to face the figure properly. "You certainly look like one, but I don't think we have been introduced."
“Indeed. I am Roman. For those who enjoy alliteration, Roman the Ronin.” His voice remains empty and emotionless, unlike other who would normally sound polite and respectful
"I see. I'm Alabastor Paon, though some have taken to calling me The Black Peacock. They think it would insult me, the black sheep of my family." He says, laughing a bit, the faintest hint of madness coloring his mirth. "But I find that I like the title personally. However, Al is fine for a fellow hunter. Wealth and status doesn't matter much to the Damned anyways."
“Alabastor.” He pauses for a moment “Alabaster is a soft, fine-grained, sedimentary rock that is typically white and translucent. It is primarily made of gypsum, a calcium sulfate hydrate, and is formed in layers from evaporated seawater. Alabaster is often used for carvings, ornaments, and statuary. It is also a source of plaster powder.”
He chuckles at Roman's little spiel. "Yeah, it's definitely fitting of a nobleman I suppose. How long have you been a noble. I've soon to reach my first year in the order myself and I've still not met all the hunters in the city."
“I am not a noble.”
*Sorry, I meant hunter*
He chuckles. "Apologies, a slip of the tongue. I meant you time as a hunter."
“Ah. I see. A human mistake. I have officially been a Hunter for 8 months 2 weeks and 3 days.”
"Impressive. Some of the veterans like to say the first year on the hunt is the true trail. Good to see someone else going through it as well. If I might ask, what are your specialties?"
“I kill well. According to some, dual wielding longswords is near impossible, but I make it work. I’m also quite fast and can deflect most blows.”
“I kill well. According to some, dual wielding longswords is near impossible, but I make it work. I’m also quite fast and can deflect most blows.”
"That's an impressive array of skills. I can hack and slash my way through the damned up close if necessary, but my skills are best suited for long distanced killings and ranged support. My blood is rather ponent you see, and it allows me to create arcane infused arrows with it to cause all manner of debilitating effects on my targets. I'm also good at tracking down my prey while out on the hunt. I also occasionally aid the church and scholars in research, and have pretty extensive knowledge on the history of the city, this infernal plague, and the religious teaching both honored and....forbidden." He says, his eyes glowing ever so slightly as he utters the last word.
“I kill well. According to some, dual wielding longswords is near impossible, but I make it work. I’m also quite fast and can deflect most blows.”
"That's an impressive array of skills. I can hack and slash my way through the damned up close if necessary, but my skills are best suited for long distanced killings and ranged support. My blood is rather ponent you see, and it allows me to create arcane infused arrows with it to cause all manner of debilitating effects on my targets. I'm also good at tracking down my prey while out on the hunt. I also occasionally aid the church and scholars in research, and have pretty extensive knowledge on the history of the city, this infernal plague, and the religious teaching both honored and....forbidden." He says, his eyes glowing ever so slightly as he utters the last word.
“Hmmmm. Interesting. Watching you fight would be a good learning experience.”
“I kill well. According to some, dual wielding longswords is near impossible, but I make it work. I’m also quite fast and can deflect most blows.”
"That's an impressive array of skills. I can hack and slash my way through the damned up close if necessary, but my skills are best suited for long distanced killings and ranged support. My blood is rather ponent you see, and it allows me to create arcane infused arrows with it to cause all manner of debilitating effects on my targets. I'm also good at tracking down my prey while out on the hunt. I also occasionally aid the church and scholars in research, and have pretty extensive knowledge on the history of the city, this infernal plague, and the religious teaching both honored and....forbidden." He says, his eyes glowing ever so slightly as he utters the last word.
“Hmmmm. Interesting. Watching you fight would be a good learning experience.”
"Same here. I like knowing who I might be on the hunts with, helps with synergizing with each other."
John walks out to the courtyard, another skull added to his belt, this one carved perfectly to appear like a human skull, although obviously not made of bone. He has his trick weapon on his back, his pistol at his side, and his studded leather hidden underneath his attire. He moves with a silvery moonlight mist around him, like bone dust or something.
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I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
“I kill well. According to some, dual wielding longswords is near impossible, but I make it work. I’m also quite fast and can deflect most blows.”
"That's an impressive array of skills. I can hack and slash my way through the damned up close if necessary, but my skills are best suited for long distanced killings and ranged support. My blood is rather ponent you see, and it allows me to create arcane infused arrows with it to cause all manner of debilitating effects on my targets. I'm also good at tracking down my prey while out on the hunt. I also occasionally aid the church and scholars in research, and have pretty extensive knowledge on the history of the city, this infernal plague, and the religious teaching both honored and....forbidden." He says, his eyes glowing ever so slightly as he utters the last word.
“Hmmmm. Interesting. Watching you fight would be a good learning experience.”
"Same here. I like knowing who I might be on the hunts with, helps with synergizing with each other."
John walks out to the courtyard, another skull added to his belt, this one carved perfectly to appear like a human skull, although obviously not made of bone. He has his trick weapon on his back, his pistol at his side, and his studded leather hidden underneath his attire. He moves with a silvery moonlight mist around him, like bone dust or something.
Alabastor, who is currently in the Courtyard, notices John approaching.
*You can't get me to say bloodborne fast enough. This seems SO cool!*
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(And, of course, Dragon Tamer. It is in the name, after all!)
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"Same here. I like knowing who I might be on the hunts with, helps with synergizing with each other."
He circles around him, appraising his body
Al watches, not too bothered. Many of his fellow hunters have done stranger things around him. Madness isn't too uncommon with their occupation.
He continues circling, then stoping. “What exactly is your blood?”
"It's the results of experiments my family was apart of in the distant past. Basically they experimented on the blood of various creatures to infuse human blood with powerful properties. Such experimentation was banned on living subjects a couple centuries ago, but those that survived and their offsprings have the rare change of awakening this potent blood."
John walks out to the courtyard, another skull added to his belt, this one carved perfectly to appear like a human skull, although obviously not made of bone. He has his trick weapon on his back, his pistol at his side, and his studded leather hidden underneath his attire. He moves with a silvery moonlight mist around him, like bone dust or something.
Alabastor, who is currently in the Courtyard, notices John approaching.
John nods to Alabastor out of equal respect, his eyes shivering with his obvious madness. He begins to train silently.
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What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
"Same here. I like knowing who I might be on the hunts with, helps with synergizing with each other."
He circles around him, appraising his body
Al watches, not too bothered. Many of his fellow hunters have done stranger things around him. Madness isn't too uncommon with their occupation.
He continues circling, then stoping. “What exactly is your blood?”
"It's the results of experiments my family was apart of in the distant past. Basically they experimented on the blood of various creatures to infuse human blood with powerful properties. Such experimentation was banned on living subjects a couple centuries ago, but those that survived and their offsprings have the rare change of awakening this potent blood."
“My creator would have been interested in something like that. Always was fascinated by pushing the limits of life.”
"Same here. I like knowing who I might be on the hunts with, helps with synergizing with each other."
He circles around him, appraising his body
Al watches, not too bothered. Many of his fellow hunters have done stranger things around him. Madness isn't too uncommon with their occupation.
He continues circling, then stoping. “What exactly is your blood?”
"It's the results of experiments my family was apart of in the distant past. Basically they experimented on the blood of various creatures to infuse human blood with powerful properties. Such experimentation was banned on living subjects a couple centuries ago, but those that survived and their offsprings have the rare change of awakening this potent blood."
“My creator would have been interested in something like that. Always was fascinated by pushing the limits of life.”
"Your creator?" He says looking over Roman a bit more closely now.
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“Alabastor.” He pauses for a moment “Alabaster is a soft, fine-grained, sedimentary rock that is typically white and translucent. It is primarily made of gypsum, a calcium sulfate hydrate, and is formed in layers from evaporated seawater. Alabaster is often used for carvings, ornaments, and statuary. It is also a source of plaster powder.”
The only thing I know for certain is that I exist
He chuckles at Roman's little spiel. "Yeah, it's definitely fitting of a nobleman I suppose. How long have you been a hunter. I've soon to reach my first year in the order myself and I've still not met all the hunters in the city."
“I am not a noble.”
The only thing I know for certain is that I exist
*Sorry, I meant hunter*
He chuckles. "Apologies, a slip of the tongue. I meant you time as a hunter."
“Ah. I see. A human mistake. I have officially been a Hunter for 8 months 2 weeks and 3 days.”
The only thing I know for certain is that I exist
"Impressive. Some of the veterans like to say the first year on the hunt is the true trail. Good to see someone else going through it as well. If I might ask, what are your specialties?"
“I kill well. According to some, dual wielding longswords is near impossible, but I make it work. I’m also quite fast and can deflect most blows.”
The only thing I know for certain is that I exist
"That's an impressive array of skills. I can hack and slash my way through the damned up close if necessary, but my skills are best suited for long distanced killings and ranged support. My blood is rather ponent you see, and it allows me to create arcane infused arrows with it to cause all manner of debilitating effects on my targets. I'm also good at tracking down my prey while out on the hunt. I also occasionally aid the church and scholars in research, and have pretty extensive knowledge on the history of the city, this infernal plague, and the religious teaching both honored and....forbidden." He says, his eyes glowing ever so slightly as he utters the last word.
“Hmmmm. Interesting. Watching you fight would be a good learning experience.”
The only thing I know for certain is that I exist
"Same here. I like knowing who I might be on the hunts with, helps with synergizing with each other."
John walks out to the courtyard, another skull added to his belt, this one carved perfectly to appear like a human skull, although obviously not made of bone. He has his trick weapon on his back, his pistol at his side, and his studded leather hidden underneath his attire. He moves with a silvery moonlight mist around him, like bone dust or something.
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
He circles around him, appraising his body
The only thing I know for certain is that I exist
Al watches, not too bothered. Many of his fellow hunters have done stranger things around him. Madness isn't too uncommon with their occupation.
Alabastor, who is currently in the Courtyard, notices John approaching.
*You can't get me to say bloodborne fast enough. This seems SO cool!*
Pokemon Master, Hero of Hyrule, Jedi Knight, Minecrafter, Celestial Being Beyond Comprehension, Bounty Hunter, Salmon Runner, Nailmaster, Yarn Yoshi Enjoyer, Animal Lover, Math Rock Roller, Nerd King in all Aspects.
(And, of course, Dragon Tamer. It is in the name, after all!)
I wanted to put something else here, but I couldn't think of anything, so here's a wooly mammoth. 🦣
He continues circling, then stoping. “What exactly is your blood?”
The only thing I know for certain is that I exist
"It's the results of experiments my family was apart of in the distant past. Basically they experimented on the blood of various creatures to infuse human blood with powerful properties. Such experimentation was banned on living subjects a couple centuries ago, but those that survived and their offsprings have the rare change of awakening this potent blood."
John nods to Alabastor out of equal respect, his eyes shivering with his obvious madness. He begins to train silently.
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
“My creator would have been interested in something like that. Always was fascinated by pushing the limits of life.”
The only thing I know for certain is that I exist
"Your creator?" He says looking over Roman a bit more closely now.