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(Will revise later, rough draft.) Name: Terran Ariso Age: 23 Race: Human Class: Artificer Colors: Colorless. Personality: A calm and collected man, Terran spent much of life studying instrument making and indeed artifice in general. He believe in helping others as a way to help himself and to atone for his homelands past troubles. A Dominaria story teller and minstrel he believes in telling other walkers of there origins and the god like power there fore-bearers wielded. History: Found on Dominaria shortly after the sealing of the rifts, his family refugees who were caught in the destruction were killed while he was young, his grandfather and a small roaming band of survivors took him in. As the planet recovered they ventured around his grandfather telling him stories and songs. His family had a proud tradition of telling stories and singing songs to help recount the long nearly forgotten past Dominaria. He learned artifice while they traveled, everyone had to be of use so he set to work learning to make weapons and armor from, he dreamed of making constructs and engines like Urza and Mishra, two of the great artificers. His spark ignited when exploring a long forgotten battlefield he slipped and fell into a large crevasse while he investigating old constructs. He awoke hours later on Ravnica surrounded by Boros Legionaries, he had Planeswalker directly into Sunhome and worse of all, the command room Aurelia. After a few hours of talking and explanations as to how he arrived he was introduced to Gideon another Planeswalker Aurelia knew. After hours of speaking Gideon explained more about Planeswalkers and also told about the Eldrazi and they chaos they were causing on Zendikar. He pledged to help Gideon, knowing the past destruction that had been inflicted on his plane. He is currently seeking other planeswalkers, he hoped to form a group powerful enough to face these titans, unknown to them Sorin had the same goal. He has meet the likes of Jace and Dack Feydan befriending them both, he has also learned much more of artifacts and equipment on Ravnica having been able to study impressive items that are heavily enchanted. Style: Generally Terran fights by summoning of artifacts and constructs he's encountered, the artifacts help him to power up those creature and equip them in a fight. He dance's around his opponent leading them into traps and tricks right before they realize they've been caught. If he must fight he relies on a Ugin style colorless flame spell or he summons a sword preferring to avoid or block damage and then hit back, hard. Planeswalker card: (I have given him slightly more spells than the others, this due to him being colorless and thus having no access to instants spells.) Creatures:

Solemn Simulacrum

Metal Worker

Myr Enforcer

Artifact:

Ensnaring Bridge

Howling Mine

Sol Ring

Jester's Cap

Myr Turbine

Equipment:

Skullclamp

Sword Of Vengeance

Sword Of Feast and Famine

Sword Of Light and Shadow

Sword Of Fire and Ice

War Never Ending.

The Captain looked Colonel over, he was brave no doubt even those high or chem's retained enough sense not to approach the Astartes. "I look forward to watching your men fight Colonel, Redemption in the eyes of the Emperor is a worthy goal. Forgive me if I don't shake you hand however I power armor it hard to judge one's strength. Now I believe we should leave the Inquisitors ship and head down to battle. We shall command from the front as the Emperor wills, if you would you may join me in personal shuttle down, it can fit all of you and your command crew easily." Finally he turned to acknowledge the Inquisitor. "If you have need of me I will be planet side, winning your war and doing my duty and if you attempt to order MY fleet let me remind you that Brother Librarian Amos will contact the Rock, the Dark Angels are here to kill the heretics and Xenoes and leave. If you attempt tell us otherwise I'm sure Grand Master Belial wouldn't mind explaining further. He was here for one purpose and one purpose alone, to hunt Fallen Lord and to seek repentance for his brothers sin's. Unknown Forgeworld, Ork territory Cypher stalked quietly through the battlefield, he was searching for the guardsmen he spotted earlier, no doubt they lay up ahead, he found them sitting upon a hill, he heard one of them moan about how the Asartes took all the credit. So he spoke up, greeting them with a joke of sorts. "Yes I've come to do your job, fear not Guardsmen. The Dark Angels are here to assist, it you who deserve the credit." He smiled placed a hand on each of his pistol. "I come with a warning, it seems Chaos forces are headed this way no doubt to steal your prize, I suggest you hurry your mission along. The Chaos Space marines are much tougher than your average Ork." He spoke from experience. "I you wish I shall lead them away and buy you time. Unless you think I would steal your glory with that."

Fire Emblem: Light's End

Chapter one: A Road Of Troubles. Jacob Jacob groaned, he had spent most of the night awake at his desk filling out forms. As the sun rose he went down ordered the squires to load supplies and took delivery of his expedition funding, 10,000 gold pieces in all. After that he went down to see the chefs in the kitchen, picking up a piece of bread with butter he headed over passed out letters, between the heads of each branch Ylisse's military and the backing nobles, each one was personal from him. The next thing he did was go visit the Tacticians academy and pick up half a library's worth of books, candles, and parchment. He knew he would have to lead occasionally but he hoped to pawn the duty off to his sister, she could scare a regiment of knights in to being maids if she put her mind to it. After seeing his personal supplies put away and getting tents stashed in there little caravan, he set about a nap in the pegasus stable's it was warm and quiet, the pegasi themselves were friendly enough, so long as you left them each a apple, he learned his lesson after last time being bucked off the stables, they were two floors up and landing in there droppings only made it worse. Andres Having awoken early at his desk, the old man had fallen asleep at it, the chair there was more comfortable than his bed, he sighed and stretched. He would know perform a morning ritual nearly forgotten by the Shepherd, a Frederick wake up call, maybe next he would bring back the Frederick fitness hour... Grabbing a pot from shelf and a large metal, he put earplugs in and paraded down the hall beating on the pot. "WAKE UP YOU LAZY LOUTS! ANYONE NOT OUT OF BED IN THE NEXT FIVE MINUTES GETS CHARRED!" He chuckled repeating it as paraded up and down the Shepherds barracks, there was a reason the Shepherd were housed far away from the main building. A 5:00 AM wake up call would ruffle with the rest of the stuff but here in Shepherd well, no one really argued with a man who turn you to ash. Caroline The princess was then a little angry when a loud crashing noise awoke her, storming out into the hall she turned and glared at Andres. He gave her a smirk, snickering at the pick pajama's that was the last straw, she walked right up to him and delivered a kick that when it connected sounded as if it broken bone. Then angry young women turned looking at the hobbling old man. "If you ever do that again, you dirty perverted old coot I. WILL. END. YOU." she turned heading back into her room to dress, then to order a large and wodnerful breakfast for the Shepherds and maybe poison Andres food, she hadn't decided yet.

Project Freelancer

Carolina smiled as they cleared the building, South was not the worst driver but she pretty damn close. Even with magnetic clamps she still almost tossed off him off. Still he picked off a few targets with the chain gun as they faded into the distance he jumped off and removed his helmet taking a seat beside her on the pelican. "Thanks for coming back for me, I planed to draw there fire and order you all to leave." He was admitting what would have basically been suicide on a real op. "But next time South please stick to the plan, I don't want to think anyone got killed trying to save my ass. A leader makes sure his people go home alive not himself." Carolina sighed then looked at the other then at the briefcase. "North seal up the hatch and Alaska, take us home." He sighed leaning against the wall his red hair sweat and matted, he missed this, he loved the rush of it all the challenge. He looked at North, he knew he was pissed, he decided to say something even if might not have been the right time. "North I get it, your angry she broke from the plan but South knew what she was doing and she ended up saving me from my own plan. So if you want to be angry, it's my fault not her's.

Project Freelancer

Carolina was surprised, mostly at how well he was doing, he refused to be cold calculating like his mentor instead choosing to stand his ground, he at chuckled when a group of the idiots took cover behind a hog, he pulled out his grenade launcher and popped a shot that bounce right over it flipping it on to them. He kept popping grenades behind there cover scrambling them having move into a shallow ditch now for a better angle. With the break in action he responded to Alaska. "Negative, your covering the extraction team, I'll be fine." He cut the channel and sighed then finished with. "I'll be fine, they'll kill me and I'll be out." However he was soon out of grenades and swapped back to his assault bringing down target in hails of lead. He must have brought down damn near fifteen of them, then again there still looked to be thirty more. He sighed and checked ammo counter, he could maybe buy them another two- The hell? South was... Heading right towards him in the hog, damn it, he should have known she wouldn't listen. As she slid in front of him he raced for the turret chucking all three of his grenades. "South, I'm little pissed but I'm also happy enough I could kiss you." He was telling the truth, he was glad she came for him. He climbed onto the turret, magnetic locks holding him in place as began to gun down the soldiers before him. He spotted one with a rocked launcher advancing. "South, you might want to punched it, NOW!"

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I have a question regarding the use of spells and colors, is this like commander where you cannot control mana that is not it your color?

Fire Emblem: Light's End

Yeah once we get the remainder of the crew are in bed or if there no progress by tomorrow night I'm time jumping.

Fire Emblem: Light's End

...okay I lied I'm still coughing everywhere and a little woozy BUT I'M BETTER AT LEAST. Getting better. On a different note, my friend got me pretty cutesy art of Thalia :'DD <333

Hider

@Rosalite

I like the art! Take care and rest up Rosa.

Solar System Defense [A Mecha/Sci-Fi Roleplay] (Full)

James had floated close to the object, right up until it release the strange cloud. He was proponent of the idea of alien life, maybe this was Mech from an alien civilization he didn't know if the cloud was a weapon or a communications device but he didn't move, however he readied the after burners for a sudden jump if the strange purplish cloud. He decided he should reinforce the message, switching over to lie comms rather one message on repeat he hailed it once more. "Hello, this is James Rockefeller of the Xeon III. I am hailing you to warn of possible pirate activity in the area as such we ask that you respond, we must clear this sector encase of a hostile presence, if you do not respond to hails we must assume you mean us harm. I have no interest in fighting you, so please respond." As he spoke he engaged his Mech hacking systems, if it wouldn't talk he would see if Firefly could make it squeal.

War Never Ending.

Inquisitorial Flagship The Word of law Valeria turned glaring at the Colonel, she did hate his rudeness but he was smart, well smart enough to fix chimera's so he could drive back the ork's. She was a radical herself, a collector Xeno's tech to use to defeat there enemies, still she needed to show him who was inchrage. "You are here because I tell you to be, however the reason for this meeting is simple. We have discovered that this planet has Titan manufactorums that we must secure. However we have recently heard news concerning us, a piece of tech that runs on Alien concepts was reported by skull probe. I want you all to secure any strange Xenos items and for transport. If any of you wish to remain you may, Captain Abner will coming aboard shortly to meet with me. If any of you need relief or support I would suggest asking him." She turned taking a seat on her Inquisitorial throne, her agents and acolytes busying themselves as she watched waiting for Captain to arrive. She waited to see what officers remained and who left, perhaps she would take a few of them with her when she went back to war against the Necron's. They held the key to stopping the Tyranid hive fleets, she would have it. Thunderhawk gunship Lion's Wrath Abner stepped aboard the Inquisitors ship, he was greeted by a sea of Tech priests and navy men who paraded him towards the bridge. He arrived to find the Inquisitor waiting, sitting in her room, normally he would have his his vanguard with him but today he had only two brothers with him. Brother Librarian Amos and Company Champion Lebbeus walked each of them dressed in full war gear. They greeted the Inquisitor with a nod, Dark Angel were not known for there high opinions of Inquisition then looked at those around the room. They looked between the officers as if passing judgments already, Abner stepped forward. "I am Captain Abner, to who do I have the pleasure of working with? The Inquisitor gripped her throne, she looked pissed that Space marine had simply nodded to her then set about speaking to the officers she had called her. Abner gave a slight grin under his helmet, he enjoyed watching the Inquisitor squirm.