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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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@Hawlin
UHh I cant see you pic. Am I just dumb?
@dreamingflowers
Time for the lovable thief to do thief stuff!
Wally had been taught by his mentor that drunks tended to speak the truth. He had lived by an ancient saying that had helped thieves and others of their trade for most of time. "Wine enters, secrets exit." as the phrase went. He had lived by this phrase for years and it usually brought him great secrets. Except for right now. Currently he was learning about the many different ways that one could cook fish and still have it be fresh and light. Wally was wondering if he could throw himself off the nearby cliffs now or later. He was thinking about this as a woman walked into the bar. The night seemed to be turning up now.

Wally clearly did not match with his surroundings. His clothes looked like they were trying to be like the local peasants but they did not fit him very well. They were a bit too tight for comfort. The clothes clearly were not his. The brown rough shirt was just a bit tight but he could still fight in it and the clothes hid his daggers. Wally preferred his thief outfit but he did not care about how he looked. Except maybe in front of pleasant company. Wally did have a bit of a weakness as it were.

He returned her smile but his seemed more natural. "Faflon... Oh right him. I think he is sleeping off his drinks. " He said smiling at her. "It is so nice to meet you, Mira. I'm... Wally." He said figuring she would not like calling him Fletcher. It was the polite thing to do. Wally looked over at her oysters and fished out a few silver pieces. Wally handed the coins to her as he grabbed two of the oysters. Wally started to eat them raw. "So what do you do around here other than sell oysters?" He asked as he looked right at her. Wally had to admit there was something up with the girl. He could not tell what it was.
Sure. I love this idea. Count me in.
We need more people. My guy is more fun if I can have him be all confused and stuff.
Fletcher hated being outside of Queensport. Tiny villages had less people to rob and less nobles to be made less rich. He was attracted to this tiny village as a way of a vacation. He figured that it would be good for him to get away from the madness of the city. He needed to keep himself sane if he was going to get his mission done.

So that was why he was standing in as a bartender at a local tavern of this castle town. It was a tiny village but it did not really matter him. He figured that he would make a great bartender since the locals seemed like they did not get a lot of new blood around here. So they were telling him all their secrets. His mentor had taught him to trust drunks since there was honesty in alcohol.
Bump stil free.
Well I am going to try this. Might as well.
I'll post tomorrow. I'm so tired.


Name: Wallace Fletcher never Wallace. He rarely allows people to call him Wally. Usually just Fletcher
Race: Human
Apparent Age: 24

Appearance:


Profession: Thief
Possessions:
A pair of long daggers.
Lockpick Kit
Climbing gear

Skills/Magic/Talents:
Master Thief: He is the type to break into a lord's mansion and leave with just about everything that isn't nailed down. He never robs the poor and honest. There is no sport in that. He was trained for almost 13 years, so he knows what he is doing.

Enhanced Body: There is something different about Wally. He is a bit faster than the average human and stronger too. Perhaps it is magic.

Trained Fighter: Wally was trained to fight by his mentor. Its a bit dirty but that's how it is on the street.
Demeanor: There are two faces to Fletcher. During the day, he is carefree and happy. He cracks jokes as the bartender everybody loves to talk to. Drunks tend to tell the truth. He uses that intel to figure out his heists. As soon as night falls, he changes attitudes. He does his mission not matter the cost as long as he does not kill an innocent to serve his mission.

He is most at home in the lower quarters of a city or among the common people. He can make friends and allies with people like that. He shed his noble background but seems to turn back into his more noble persona.

History: Wallace was born Wallace Gladgers. House Gladgers was a rather powerful noble house and that bothered the other Houses of Queensport. When he was 11, the nobles of the city decided it was time to exterminate the entire house. So they sent the Guard to kill them down to the last servant. However they did not catch Wallace since he had escaped deep into the city. He was eventually found by a retired thief, Ben Fletcher, who trained him in the ways of a thief. He gave his apprentice a pair of magical daggers that would never rust or get dull. He also gave him his last name since Gladgers was no longer a name anymore. Wally Fletcher would have to get revenge on his own. Wally started his own jobs when he was eighteen and works at the Rusted Daggers as his cover.
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