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Current A quiet day is a good day, especially when it doesn't have to be productive.
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3 yrs ago
I made a new RP for the first time... In years. roleplayerguild.com/posts/5… please give it a look!
7 yrs ago
Fallout Tactics has death claws that can talk, scary killer robots, and the ability to have a tank. It just doesn't... Sit well with the rest of lore.
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7 yrs ago
Very sick, will post when not hurting.
7 yrs ago
I'm awake at weird hours again.
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"As much as I would love to hunt the Gunners we don't have time to talk with her. You can visit her in her cell in town." He told Jessica as he marched towards town, as they talked the small village opened it's gates. Soon the people were watching the group carefully. A couple of Minutemen dragged the Gunner woman off to a cell in their outpost.

Carter disabled his power armor near a work station hoping out of it he picked up his laser musket. One of the soldiers ran up. "Your cabin's just over their sir, you and your friends will have to share it. Refugees have taken up most of the town's living space." Carter nodded and walked over to the others.

"Alright, get food if you need or attend to whatever you need, the cabin by the watch tower is ours. Beds are already their, you just need to get some sleep. We will be approaching Salem late tonight and seeing what we can learn about the Enclave.
@Crimson Raven I'd be up for reboot, not sure if I'll stick with Swifty or not.
@Akayaofthemoon No worries, don't push yourself to hard.

@Rex @floodtalon Either of you plan on posting?
@Shiny Keldeo I'm here just not able to post for a couple days.
Name - Sar Val Strike
Species - Miraluka
Gender - Male
Age - 23
Occupation - Smuggler

Appearance -
Apparel - He wears civilian clothes, generally with a under shirt, vest, loose pants, and a belt along with covers over his eyes and a mask.
Weapons - Two DL-44 blaster's, single bladed lightsaber, and A280C Blaster rifle.
Equipment - Datapad, credit chip, package of bacta bandages, and fake Imperial ID's.

Skills
Force sensitive.
Skilled with a Blaster.
Highly trained in melee combat.
Multi-lingual: Huttese, Ryl, Shyriiwook, Basic.
Good medic.

Flaws
Strong sense of right and wrong.
Attempts to stick to Jedi code.
Paranoid about Imperial surveillance.
Deep seated mistrust of humans.
Long standing feeling of loneliness.

Personality - Friendly to most and willing to stand against injustice, a civilized man in uncivilized age. While afraid of Empire and of dying, as a Jedi he knows he must do everything he can to protect others. Working with the Hutt's has made him more prone to striking first should tensions rise. He attempts to avoid bloodshed whenever he can, through he will fight readily if someone else is in danger. His saber is in pieces along his belt as to prevent it from being noticed.

Goals - To rescue three Miralukan's with strong force connections the Black Stars currently hold. He would like to bring on extra hands to help operate the ship.

Backstory - As his entire species is born able to see through the force Sar was even more so gifted, enough to be taken by the Jedi when he was a baby. Spending years learning from the teachings of Master's like Yoda and Obi-Wan, he felt proud of the work the Republic did, when he was twelve he completed he was able to become a Padawan. Some felt Yoda would take on the young boy, other said Obi-Wan Kenobi, Sar would never know. With the war escalating his healing talents proved very impressive and he volunteered for the Medical Service corps, though he still wished to train as a Knight. He served in medical core though in truth he did also fight on occasion when helping rescue injured clones and other personal.

He was off world on Naboo when he heard of the betrayal of the Republic, he quickly realized what would come now with the Empire. The purging of force sensitive races, fearing his people would be purged like his Jedi friends. Stealing a Yt-2400 freighter from a smuggler leaving him for Nabooian police forces. The Jedi begun a career naming his ship the Life's Lie and using it to smuggle dozen's of Miraluka's into the outer rim and even Hutt Space. He would build a friendship with the Hutt Cartel's and fledgling rebellion, delivering Miraluka whenever they preferred. The Hutt's liked having these force sighted individuals around as guards, while most of his people slipped in to the population of the Rim. Other's would join the Rebel Alliance, often asking the Jedi turned smuggler to join as well, while he wanted to he knew his work was not done.

Recently he has returned to Coruscant, docking his ship under protection of Goro and the other Hutt's he's brought exotic foods and wine's from the corners of the galaxy. Sar's quickly brought the goods in without incident, Scarred Hutt's paid in full and extra for being four days early as smuggling on Coruscant is difficult. Goro has extended protection to Sar while he's here, as he has been good to the Hutt's. In truth Goro need's him to remain undetected and alive few smugglers can get goods in and out on Coruscant as well as he can. Plus his skills make him rather exotic and valuable, Hutt's will always protect their interests.

Now safely on Coruscant in 3030's neon glow he plans to steal slaves from Black Star's, a risky maneuver. Sar also hopes to find two crewmates to help him keep his ship going. He hopes to hear if any Jedi have hidden down in the bowel's of city or even rumors of others. He would also like to find another job before he leaves, he doesn't want to push his luck however. Now scouring the streets hoping to determine more about the slaves the Black Star's are holding.

I prefer diplomacy to combat, that doesn't mean I'm not going to fight though.

Name: Matthew

Age: 25

Birthday: 7/7

Race: Human

Class: Tactician

Role: Robin

Personality: Gentle as he is scatter brained, friendly as is anti-social. Matthew while a natural when speaking is more at home reading or writing. His memory is perfect and he can recall anything he's ever seen, however he's infamous for mixing up faces and names. He does his best to avoid fighting, as he finds banter and diplomacy far more challenging.

History: Growing up in Ylisse in a minor noble house, Matthew apprenticed under a Grand Master. He spent years learning the sword and spell, dueling and honing his magic under strict teachings. However at night's he slipped off to the local priest. Their he learned of how to speak to people and of Naga and Grima the great dragon gods of old who had fought for centuries and the Manaketes who they believe had some relation to the Naga. Finally his apprenticeship ended and he was named a tactician, however rather than stay and be toted about as some trophy by his parents he slipped out.

Traveling to Regna Ferox he began his career in arena fighting. While his early fights were loses he began to learn and soon taking on multiple opponents at once became a specialty of his. However after he had learned to fight the cunning men and women of the north he returned to Ylisse, he studied in the temples. He prayed and learned more legends, reading over the old tomes and books they had on file. He then moved on to working with nobles and diplomat's to negotiate trade between Ylisse's noble families and merchants. He spent the past five years helping reading and working with other's in an attempt to learn better social skills. Since he has spent most of his life fighting he understand few things about average everyday life, he is learning however.


Equipment: Steel sword, Arcwind, and a Vulnerary
@Double That was very impressively done and very good, I enjoyed reading it.
Arthal inspected the orb nodding he held at his side as he turned, trusting his apprentice he walked back down towards the living quarters. "We shall be using this temple as a base for the time being, it has all the facilities we need. Even a teleportation stone to transport us to any world we need to reach." He smiled patting her back. "You've done very well Bellasiel." He felt she had earned the praise and she more than deserved it. "As for the orb it can be used to locate and contain pieces of light, the others found one of darkness down the other hall it seems the halls exist as sort of trophy halls. Of the good and the bad those who protected the temple once endured, I wonder if it will begin to place objects important to us in those halls as we stay here."

He pondered as he walked down to the main recreation area. "Alright, everyone find a room and rest, tomorrow were going after a piece of darkness, until then welcome to your home for the time being." Heading for the he pulled out his favorite berries from his home world along with a bottle of wine, heading towards one of the unclaimed rooms he sat on the bed. Eating berries and as he poured wine into his glass, his door was open to any who wished to speak with him. He was as always here for them, they were his friends.
Carter shook his head as he looked at the Gunner woman. "We don't turn over criminal's, we lock them up and teach them that this isn't their wasteland anymore. It belongs to the people who work it and fight for it, she going to spend about thirty years building roads or rotting in one of the old military bases." He said jamming the Gunner in the back with his rifle. "Gunner's aren't raiders, they would rather die then betray their leaders. I bet the Enclave is paying them to cause trouble and harass our supply lines between D.C. and Diamond city." The Colonel growled, the town getting closer and closer as they walked. They could see a few people stumbling around, others crying and holding children close. They must have survivors from Salem.
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