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9 yrs ago
Current Isn't it great when someone blames their Rp issues on you when it is truly their fault?
9 yrs ago
Note to self:Eating Blazing Wings from BWW is not a good idea if you don't want to feel like you are dying.
9 yrs ago
I'm sorry for not posting these last few days. I was dealing with some issues.
10 yrs ago
I have seen the signs and portents! I fear another guild crash is coming.
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10 yrs ago
Always fun to have two 1x1 rps die before they even start. Gotta love being ignored.
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Name: Lee Mitas
Age: 21

Race: Human

School: The Smiling Fist

Fighting Style: It is called Strong Monkey style. His style is mainly offensive since it focuses on strong and quick strikes and grabs. He focuses on striking his opponent in anyway he can or throwing them off balance. It does not really have any use for weapons but he does use his Chi to make his punches stronger. He has to meditate to really get as much strength as he can.

Weaknesses: His style is very close combat. He has to be in close to do the most damage.

Weapons: His main weapon is his gloves. They keep his hands safe and add a bit more damage to his strikes. He does not have any other weapons. He does keep a few brews in his pack to try and help his powers and his chi.

History: Lee is not a local in the area. He was not even born close to the area. Lee Mitas was born in the Trade Cities of Celeonia. His parents were both spice merchants who traded in the area. When Lee was 16 his parents decided to take him on one of their spice trips. Lee was so excited to go but it would not be all that great because a storm moved in and sunk the airship while at sea. Lee barely made it to the shore by himself.

However he didn't arrive at Lotus Port like many foreigners did. He washed ashore near the Valley of the Beggar's Song. There're was thrown into a fighting put because his captors figured he die and the crowds loved when a foreigner died. Except he didn't die. Quite the opposite in fact. Lee learned how to fight and with each loss he would get better. Until eventually he started to win. He was taught how to fight by one of the other prisoners and then he really became a fighter. His style was brutal but effective and that led him to become the champion of the pit.

Jason waited for her to calm down. He could almost hear the Imperial Guard start to worry. He looked over at them as if to calm them down. He did not need his guard to get worried about him. He had enough issues as it was. He did not need them to be freaking out about him. He waited until she was down before he gave her his best smile.

"Please. Just Jason." He said as he returned the bow. He motioned for his guard to stay back in case something were to happen. "I figured we should talk since we will be seeing a lot of each other. I imagine your people are just as angry as mine?" He asked already knowing that the answer was yes. He was trying to figure out what was going on.
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The Halberd Jewel: The Emperor's Fortress City currently seized by the Republic of Daozen. Known for its high walls carved directly out of stone from the mountainside it is founded on.

City of the Lantern Fortress: A massive trade port city surrounds an impregnable, moated fortress. It shines like a beacon at night because of its impressive display of over 10,000 lanterns that are almost always lit. Because of this lighting attraction, the Lantern Fortress is also called the Gem of Daozen, sparkling with festive events and tourist attractions held year round.

Lotus Port: This port town is the main checkpoint for all sea vessels. There is a large influx of foreigners here. Whether or not it correlates to the rising crime rate in the area remains to be seen, but the locals like to think so.

Scorpion Bay: With a name like that, you'd think it would be a hotbed for pirates and criminals. While it isn't necessarily a spawning ground for that sort, they make it a point to let themselves be known. Even still, its stunning isle of beach islands are full of wonderful attractions and easygoing people. Scorpion Bay is famous for its annual sail boat race: The Thirsty Fish Trail.

Floating Leaf City: A vast network of large scale sea vessels have been retrofitted as the foundation for this unique location. Where the City of the Lantern Fortress is known as the Gem of Daozen, The Floating Leaf City is known as the Pearl of the People. There are great walls of coral reefs underneath it that take up a big portion of the underwater surface area.

Valley of the Beggar's Song: A land full of those who own nothing. It is a sea of makeshift shanty towns, cursed with non fertile land and polluted water. Should you find yourself stuck in these dead lands, pray the Watching Mother guides you away from its twisted vice grip. This is a true haven for the detestable, run by whichever raiding party is currently the strongest. These parts are known for illegal pit fights.
Jason walked towards his meeting room while the generals gave chase. Judging by how they were whispering they were in a foul mood. They were most likely about to start yelling. Jason held up his hand to quiet them down. "I said the right thing and you all know it. My father would done the same thing." He said as he motioned for them to stay quiet. "Most of you will return home with the news of what happened. If any of you attempt to stop it, I will have you arrest for high treason. Also the Rubicon Protocol is in effect." He said referencing the law that forbade the generals to move their armies unless he ordered it.

Jason watched as his shuttles left. Only Julius remained since he needed Arrius to uphold his will. Jason turned to walk away from his room as the Imperial Guard followed after him. He wanted to walk around. He was wearing clothing that made him look lower than he did. He preferred wearing good clothes like this. He still seemed noble as he walked. As he went by he noticed Aeria standing on her balcony. He waited until she could see him and waved her over. He figured that they should talk for real.
Test Bump.
Jason had no idea what he was going to do with all of this. He had to get the under control. He needed to get the message to the Empire or there would be huge issues. He had to get the message out and for some reason he lost control of the people. One of his delegates started to yell about how he thought that the Princess was a witch or some such nonsense.

Jason got to his feet and glared over at the man. The general shrunk down as if he had been shot. Jason was in no mood to deal with racism like this again. The man knew that he was in trouble for saying that. Jason looked up at the rest of the group and nodded. "I believe that it is the best for us to continue talking tomorrow. I will be in my room should anyone want to talk about anything.

He said as he turned on his heel and walked out the door. He could almost feel the anger radiating off of his generals as he walked from the room. he knew that they were furious with him since they wanted war more than anything else. Jason knew that he could not allow that to happen right now. He needed this peace or there would be even more chaos in his realm.

((Phone again...))
Jason prepped himself for her to say something about he would have to give land over to her empire. He expected that she would order him to give up rescources. The one thing he was not expecting, was that. She had offered her surrender. The noise from her side was matched by the roar of his people. He held up his hand to silence them from screaming or diving across the table.

He placed his head above his hands as she spoke. There was logic to her statements but he was more worried about how his own people would respond. They wanted war. War was profitable and Jason needed to stop that. He sighed and stood up to respond.

"I, Emperor Jason Tiberius of the House August, Third of my name, do accept your surrender and offer my promise that all grievances will be set aside to welcome the Free Worlds to our empire. "He said bowing his head to her. His generals were going to livid but the Senate would love him for it. He had ended the war with decent terms and a stop to the blood shed.

"Now what else do you wish for? I am willing to allow whatever you wish within reason." He said ignoring the glares he was getting from the Warhawks. He was the leader and the armies were loyal to him. Not the generals. "Ask and it shall be yours."
If it were up to him, Jason would have had these talks somewhere else or with a smaller group. His generals wanted war on certain of the free worlds. Deimos was high on that list for a few different reasons. He held his tongue as she spoke. He knew that her species had the power of telepathy and that could mean anything. He waited until she was done talking before he stood up to speak.

"Ave to you all." He said as his delegation returned the motion. "I understand where you are coming from Princess. I respect it even. I have spent the last 18 years getting ready for these talks. In the spirit of unity I will forget the grievances of my empire. I will forgive what the Warchief did my emissaries. "He said as his generals bristled at that. Politics were a tough job. Many of his men wanted to burn Deimos for it.

"However I do not hear a plan for unification. My people prefer actions over words, no matter how pretty they are. So tell me. What is your plan? I can see no way for our peoples to get along. Recents events has taught me that. "He said looking at the Princess. He did not want these talks to descend into madness. He needed a plan and fast. His people wanted blood and he had no idea how to move them from it.
Sorry been really busy today. I'll get to work now.
My name is John Valiente. I make my living going around and killing, purging, and helping the dead pass on. It is not a glorious job, but it is a necessary one. The other day I received a message pertaining to possibly my biggest job ever, a mass purge of Orchid Town.

I can still remember the news reports. Ten years ago, the madman Gregory Shackle and his cohort of loyal and devout believers went on a rampage, and single-handedly slaughtered the inhabitants of a little country town, all in the name of the Shackle Cult. 388 lives were snuffed out that night. After the decimation, they all took their lives. Gregory was the last one to shoot himself in the head, but not before he left the words "The Shackles will never fall away. They will always return."

Apparently the country town has had a dead uprising. Ghosts unable to move on, animated corpses refusing to stay still. Unspeakable horrors walking in a realm they no longer belong. But why now? Why, after ten years and six months, do they rise now? Is it related to the Shackle Cult? Is it something else entirely?

Either way, I will find answers, I will put the dead to final rest, and I will stop anything from breaking out of Orchid Town to terrorise anywhere else. But a job this big, I know I cannot handle it on my own. I'll need a partner. Someone to watch my back, and for me to watch theirs.

Will you answer the call?


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