Houndstooth

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It's definitely possible. It's just not as easy for stationary settlements of any great size to prosper. The threat of mutant elemental conduits ravaging the area is a bigger threat to "permanent" fixtures as opposed to temporary outposts or roving bandits. They also would be the target of such thieves and violence. If you can make it work that's fine! Write something up and we'll see how it fits into the setting. Just the ruthless and cruel tend to rule the wastelands due to... their ruthless and cruel natures; they'll murder and step on anyone to take what they want with violence.

But yeah. The Bloodhounds from Eden are established. They have their own headquarters where they send out small groups or singular agents (with a scribe) from, and the Miraculum are complete fanatics who both rove the Wastelands, and have undercover agents "supposedly" infesting Eden and the Garden cities. They're complete fanatics, but they have numbers, and spread out.

Yes, post is IC ofc. No need to have an OOC post order. :3

Uh... I don't think you can make your own tabs? I'm kind of new here too, honestly. The tabs we have now, OOC, IC and Characters automatically spawned with the board.

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Think we goan start a post order here now, since we got some players. Me, Lyrax, Jak, then Maiitsoh. New folks don't need to wait for the end of the post order for introduction stuff, but you'll be adjusted in accordingly. Just so no one gets left out or skipped. :D

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Depending on what sort of group you'd want to be with -- Miraculum, a large gang of bandits, etc -- if you can find someone to roll with you in that group, I don't think Lyrax and I have an issue helping you with info/resources you might need for the history of them.

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Morgen stumbled a bit to keep up with his sister, even with their hands linked. He never liked running; there was always a chance to plow into some unforeseen obstacle, even if you were being led about. He chewed at his bottom lip and squeezed his eyes shut instinctual, hoping that Morwen wouldn't have him trip over some uneven surface in the hardpan road. Throughout their lives, she'd gotten good at leading him, but there were always those rare instances when she forgot that she had to pay attention to every aspect of the terrain, and got him tripped up.

Fortunately, this wasn't one of those times. They made it inside just before the rain began to pelt the roof. It became immediately evident that this inn was not waterproof. The old woman behind the bar snapped at one of her barmaids, who quickly ran to fetch a couple buckets. These were placed strategically in a few places of the common room to catch the rainwater that fell in.

Morgen sat where his sister placed him. He reached for the arms of the chair, only to discover he had none. He squirmed, shifting uncomfortably, and opted to rest his hands in his lap instead. "Nothin' ever really smells good in these places--" He began, unaware that the old woman was walking right behind him, bucket in hand.

"Then don't eat!" She snapped bitterly in his direction, causing the boy to grimace and sink down some in his chair. His face flushed with embarrassment. "Um..." He started again, quietly, so that only his sister would hear. "...Whatever they got is good, probably. I mean it can't be no worse than that snake we had to eat." He paused, then and added tentatively, even more quiet: "...Can we let Spot in tonight? It's raining..."

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Well it would work if you were interested in the responsibility of a small army. Miraculum or possibly Bloodhounds, if there was a big target to hunt down.

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The issue I'm running into is that it would be a tactical group sort of thing. Sending a tank out with one person is an invitation to lose it to the Miraculum or even just a large group of bandits. So it isn't really feasible outside of a large group expedition.

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Well. Lemme think on this a bit at work. I'm sure we can maybe think of some division or whatever that would use a tank, out of Eden.

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Tanks would be rare. Actual functioning tanks even rarer. Functioning tanks not owned by a powerful organization, like bloodhounds or Miraculum, unheard of.

Runes can be scribes into metal, but would need an enchanter to activate. They aren't "passive".

Also I'm at work so sorry about the short reply. Can go more in-depth when I get home tonight. :)

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Morgen frowned lightly at her insistence, but he wouldn't argue with her; he rarely did. If she wanted to get dressed up for their parents, he guessed he didn't have any real good reason to say otherwise. Maybe he cared less about how they looked since this is how they had /always/ looked, to him. He'd never seen Morwen with washed, combed hair, or himself without the dirt smudging his face. The first time he ever saw anything was shortly after their escape from the Miraculum, when he'd seen through his sister's eyes. They'd been starving and ratty then, and maybe it was because he'd never seen before, but he didn't really understand what the big deal was.

His shoulders hunched up when they returned to the streets, as if to ward off prying eyes and loud noises from all around. He kept his head down, obediently following in Morwen's footsteps, led along like a mule at the end of a rope. When she stopped, he paused beside her, waiting as she browsed the clothing. He could almost feel the shopkeep's impatience before the man even spoke. The boy shifted uncomfortable on his feet, head bowed. An awkward silence lapsed between them before he realized she was waiting for his response. His brow furrowed as he tried to recall the different colors Morwen had shown him on the rare occasions he peeked through her eyes.

"Um... well. I guess I kinda like green..." He shook his head, then, and shrugged. "Just pick somethin' nice if you're gonna... I wanna go back to inside. I'm hungry." She could worry over clothes all she wanted; Morgen would worry about the food, what half-decent meal maybe they'd get tonight. It'd been two days since their last meal, a two-headed snake whose head had been crushed beneath a stone. The meat had tasted rotten, but they hadn't gotten sick, and it had given them enough energy to make it this far. He gave his sister's hand a brief squeeze, realizing he might have sounded a bit short with her.

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Morgen smiled as he listened to his sister flop about on what must have been the bed in the room. He took a few careful steps away from her, one hand extended to feel for the wall. Hands hard and scarred from a lifetime of discovering the world by touch brushed lightly against the stony wood wall and he began to pace about the length of the room, with the walls as his guide, determining how big it was.

"Forget the garden," He turned his head a little in her direction. "I can't wait to see what mom'n dad look like. What Micah and Mordred and Myles and Maaria and baby Maddy look like. I guess maybe she isn't really a baby anymore though..." It occurred to him that their parents might have even had another child while they were away, and this excited him, too. He loved being a big brother; the more the merry, right?

His hands felt a sudden absence in the wall, and a stale breeze fell across his face as he turned to the "window". There were no curtains here, but on either side of the window were poorly-crafted shutters so that patrons might close themselves off from the sounds and smells of the market beyond. Morgen stood at the window for a while, relishing the breeze, the noises and scents he caught wafting their way. The market would be winding down soon, he knew; the sun would be setting, and the storm still loomed, threatening to strike, in the distance. Rain would come overnight.