BigPapaBelial

Goblins of the Wilds

@Aristocles

Cool. Looking forward to reading it.

Academy of Noble Arms - The Golden Generation

Oli Cinter and Jordan Quinn

Jordan came thumping into the gym, and up to the office spotting Oscar and Henry. He slows abit then resumes his jog, waving to them as he comes closer. He puffs and comes to a stop beside the other two, "Oscar Helgrem and Henry Durand right? I'm Jordan Quinn, any idea what is going on? It's kinda strange." Jordan knows of the other two, he's seen them at a distance, and kind of knows what their Noble Arms can do. He looks between them then scratches his head, "What the hell is this all about exactly? Why would the three of us be called here?"

Another of the doors opens as he's finishing the last few words of his last bit of speaking, Oli strides in, "How about I answer that folks." He grins brightly, smoothing a hand through his grey beard. He smiles, "Thank you all for coming. I'm quite happy you all showed up." He walks up to them and smiles, one hand in the pocket of his coat, "Our Director is making waves across the nation, both good and bad. Things like this are good for the school and for the people in general, it shows we're taking steps to expand and to promote new ideas. As you may surmise this has gotten the attention of governments and other notables, not just organizations but people too. And we have two of those people coming in later today." He looks the three over, "Oscar Hegrem, Noble Arm, The Sword of Truth, silvered, gilded with gold, can only hit the target you want to hit, and will not harm the person who you're not attacking, about right?" He chuckles, "I'm a gym and math teacher..." He laughs softly at himself, "Ahem anyway, Henry Durand, Noble Arm Jahreszeiten Wechseln, a fellow fist weapon user." Oli holds up his own fist respectively, "Always nice to see others." Finally he turns to Jordan, "And Jordan Quinn, Noble Arm La Longue Carabine, a musket type long rifle, long range energy attacks." The teacher nods slowly, "You three represent a very interesting team. And the Director put your names forward for this."

Oli comes right out with it, "We have two members of the Filipino Senate coming in later today. Paolo Benigno Aguirre Aquino IV better known as Bam Aquino, and the other Samira Ali Gutoc-Tomawis. Important members of the government and community. And during their visit we'd like to keep them as safe as possible. So the director put forth that you three be their bodyguards while they are on their visit." Oli looks the three over, "As much as I'd like to say you have the time to think this over, this event is going to happen today no matter what, and we need your answer post haste. So, I can go back to the director, directly and tell him whether or not you all agreed. So, what do you say? Will you take this oppurtunity up and watch over the two senators when they arrive later today?"

It's quite a serious thing to ask of them. Jordan taking a moment after all that, looking at Coach Cinter, and then at Henry and Oscar, trying and likely failing to read what they might think. Jordan nods, "Okay, that's alot of responsibility. Protecting visitors, but then this is kinda like what we are training for right? As daunting as this feels, and as scary as having the lives of two people set on my shoulders, I'm willing to take that chance." Jordan nods, "I'll take up this chance. I and La Longue Carabine will happily help to defend these two senators." Jordan nods confidently in that moment, "I'll do it."

Oli smiles. Thinking to himself, That's one, can we go for all three?

@dragonpiece@Th3King0fChaos

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@Aristocles

So just out of curiosity, how long are we talking here for the time skip? A bunch of months maybe?

I just want to be ready is all you know?

♠ Showdowns & Saddles ♠

I got the impression Mistihkoman was sitting next to Mr Logan.

@Landain

I actually never said, and originally figured Mistihkoman was across the table from Logan. But hey I don't mind if he was sitting right beside Logan instead. Don't matter to me either way.

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@Aristocles

Haha okay sure sounds good to me. It all ought to work out.

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Oh we can wait, I'm in no rush. Are you? We can take our time and wait. I don't mind.@Aristocles

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@Dio

Apologies for the double post. But I just want to let you know that the edits and age changes have been made. I hope this is good for you. If there is anything else please let me know.

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Sure I'm all for it. Koglan can stay, and we can skip ahead some time I guess? Bring in Para, and see where we go from there?@Aristocles@Paradoxial

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@Aristocles

Oh I understand Aristo, I do really.

And as per your comment earlier, about the difference between Warhammer and Warcraft. I like that analogy.

Warhammer is nuanced and deep, with lore for all the factions, even sub-factions. This group can work with that group but they can't work with this group because of old rivalries, the second group hates the third group because of old racial enmity. And that's just a surface understanding of what could be three factions.

As for Warcraft...it's...well...cute. lol

♠ Showdowns & Saddles ♠

Big Knife moved as soon as the fight is joined properly. He can see Billy clock the man with a good crack-crack of his fists. Big Knife pushes forward, for a squat, heavy looking native man, he moves freakishly fast. It's mere luck that that heavy bottle misses his face by inches, and instead slams into his right shoulder. And only by sheer luck that Mistihkoman holds onto the big knife held in that hand as his arm goes numb. He hits the ground in a skip step, and for a moment Logan is free of the native scouts attention. Mistihkoman rounds on the man who hit him. The attack doesn't come from the knife though as one would expect. Held low and in his left hand, the tomahawk comes whistling up, the hammer end of it catching the man with the bottle in the chin! It's a mighty crack as teeth fly and a jaw breaks. Mistihkoman then dips low, and listens as the heavy set man screams as Big knife cuts into the back of his knees, blood jets briefly as ligaments are cut. The man dropping and howling in pain.

Mistihkoman turns again scanning the crowd. Logan backing away. The squat scout looking between the others. Mary had retreated, the fellow from just a moment ago going to clock someone with a pool cue, they were out of the way. He looks to Taylor not sure if he needs help, then spots Billy. He has another man moving to get at him, but then the dark skinned soldier ought to be able to take care of himself. All of this is done in a short few moments. Until he rounds back on Logan, and starts to stalk towards him, his voice is low and level, his stance is bent and ready, he growls out, "Did you think before insulting a man? Send more! You've become my prey moniyew, and I seldom let my prey escape. You should have seen the cougar I hunted on the way down here. She tried to escape me too. I ran her down. Day after day. You can run now here, but I swear I will find you, and when I do, I will take my pound of flesh for the insult you have doled out today!"