[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=556B2F]Thalken Talink[/color][/i][/b][/h1]
[img]https://media.giphy.com/media/uTOQNuwuHyUklPkyCf/giphy.gif[/img][/center][center][I][h3][color=556B2F]Sometimes the smallest step in the right direction 
ends up being the biggest step of your life.

[/color][/h3][/I][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fpgcT_py5g8][color=556B2F]- [I]Unknown[/I][/color][/url][/center]
[hr][hr][center][b][color=556B2F]Location:[/color][/b] Exiting London via the Wall of Jericho (Northwest Interior) 
[b][color=556B2F]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A
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	Thalken paused in his steps yet again at hearing the crazy German fellow's utterance. His brows furrowed. [I]Bristol? That's out of the way,[/I] he thought shaking his head. He glanced back over his shoulder at the front of procession, then back at his "assigned" wagon. [I]Screw that.[/I] He spun on his heels and took off at a sprint to catch up to the front. If he didn't speak up now, these imbeciles were surely going to run them into another wall. Granted, that wall did open up and as a result get them out of London faster, but that was beside the point. The point was that despite the German fellow's stroke of luck, or genius, whatever you want to call it, he still didn't trust the man. He could barely seem to grasp up from down, so he wasn't about to put his trust in this man. Not that he ever put in his trust in anyone, but again, that was beside the point [I]obviously[/I].

	[color=556B2F]"No no no! Bristol is out of the way!"[/color] he exclaimed, waving his arms a bit before looking sharply over at The Great Bazhooli. [color=556B2F]"I thought I was the guide here, or are you just going to rely on this imbe--[I]incredible man[/I]."[/color] He inward cringed at his sad attempt to prevent himself from putting his foot in his mouth. Nevertheless, he held strong to his position on the matter. [color=556B2F]"We should be going to Nottingham, not wasting our time and energy going to Bristol,"[/color] he stated stubbornly, crossing his arms over his chest before looking over at Ludwig. [color=556B2F]"Or is there something special about Bristol you aren't telling us, huh?"[/color]
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[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=DC143C]Fyror Kildragon[/color][/i][/b][/h1]
[img]https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/c08e11f7-3cfd-47ba-8929-88361f1112d2.gif[/img][/center][center][I][h3][color=DC143C]Integrity is doing the right thing 
even when no one is watching.
[/color][/h3][/I][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VtRNxl236No][color=DC143C]- [I]C.S. Lewis[/I][/color][/url][/center]
[hr][hr][center][b][color=DC143C]Location:[/color][/b] The Sea (Off the coast of Preston, England)
[b][color=DC143C]Skills:[/color][/b] Leadership
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	Fyror didn't bother to wait to see if the crew would actually heed his command. He knew that he probably overstepped his boundaries by barking out orders. After all, they weren't his crew to command, and infantry officer or not, he probably didn't have any jurisdiction over them. He just couldn't help but take the lead, given that lives were now seemingly at risk. If the men followed his orders, then great, but if they didn't, well then, he would have more work cut out for himself. As the temperature began to drop, causing frost to form on their surroundings, it only drove him to act quicker. He rushed across the deck in search of something he could light. Fire might scare away Cargast or it might not. One thing was certain though, it would prove beneficial to keep one from freezing to death. 

	Considering the small size of the boat, he ended up nearly running [I]into[/I] Colette in his haste. He barely caught her question as he whizzed past her. [color=DC143C]"Find something that we can light, a torch, a lantern, anything really,"[/color] he called out over his shoulder as he hurriedly skimmed over different surfaces and sorted through various items. He eventually had an 'aha' moment when his gaze landed on an oil lantern. [color=DC143C]"YES!!"[/color] he exclaimed. He quickly and efficiently lit the lantern. Turning back around, he glanced over at Colette before moving towards the edge of the boat. He held the lantern up to the railing, inspecting the frost, before peering out at the open ocean.