BigPapaBelial

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@Kelewen@Landain@Eviledd1984

Mistihkoman listened first to the strange yammerings of Billy. He sat there, and as the explanation went on and on the native man's right eyebrow slowly rose up towards the top of his brow, "What you say makes no sense to me. It is strange, to say that one book is the story of the past. And that one man was born to die for all. No person has that power. No man has a spirit strong enough to contain the wrongs of the world. Besides he would have only saved the ones up to that time yes? What about all the others afterward?" He shrugs at the idea, dismissing it. He then turns and looks to the boy who is shooting at those people outside and those passing by. He ends up grinning, "There you go. A good gun hand. I'll feel safer with someone who can handle his iron young one." He chuckles softly, and opens his vest, to show off his tomahawk and knife, "I'll back you up." He nods and gives the boy a wink. He nods towards Sergio, "Wise words. Good words. No child should be chided for having fun." He gives Sergio a look of thanks for understanding.

Academy of Noble Arms - The Golden Generation

Jordan Quinn

The long haired Canadian came jogging down from the dorms. Book bag slung over his shoulder, in time to see Henry and Oscar, Oscar being held on Henry's shoulder. He blinks and laughs, "Okay that's a sight to see!" He grins and hurries to get to class. Waving to Nikolay as he passes with a grin, "Morning!" He shouts as he jogs on. "Gotta get to class before the Prof. gets there!" He slid around a corner and then slid a few feet into the class, waving his hands to the side and shouted, "Safe!" Chuckling to himself and looking around, spotting Jeimseu and Pablo, at it again. Henry and Oscar having beat him there and just behind him Nikolay, "Alright...I'm not the last one!" He then makes for his seat.

Just another day right? He hoped so outside of what ever the staff had planned with that visit. He looks around the room, not at all sure what to expect in the coming hours of the day. But this here, is a good start to it.

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Mistihkoman sits and looks at the strange book in Sergio's hand. He narrowed his eyes, unsure of what he's seeing and looking at the words inside. Something about a man named Matthew? Mistihkoman wondered if this was like a newspaper and it was talking about someone important. It's about then that Billy begins to intone those words. And the Native man quirks an eyebrow, "Is this some kind of story about some great man? It sounds strange." Could it possibly be that Mistihkoman is not a Catholic, or a Christian in anyway? It'd be true if they were to ask. In fact after his curious question and comment he reaches up to finger a small dreamcatcher talisman attached to his bow that rests above his head in the racks, "Strange words. This story."

@Landain@Eviledd1984

Mistihkoman then turns and watches Barnabus. He narrows his eyes and frowns, watching in interaction with the child. The toy gun pattering by and under Mistihkoman's seat. He reaches under and grabs the gun then as the boy stands there downtrodden and unhappy Mistihkoman comes up with the gun and offers it grip first to the boy, "Astam, here. Your weapon Sheriff. I'll feel alot better with a good gun hand on watch." He smiles brightly, his teeth white against his darker then usual skin, not as dark as say Billy's dark skin but that dark red skin of a native man, "Just watch who you try and arrest huh? There are bad men out there." He nods to the boy, then turns away as the young lad takes the gun.

@Kelewen

As he looks ahead he says to no one in particular, but it seems to be directed to the people who were mean to the boy, "Children are our future. To try and snuff out their light and joy, amounts to trying to kill our future. And will bring nothing but pain and misfortune to you in the end." He sniffs softly, and turns to the window, it's a dismissal alright.

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Give me abit. I can try and have a post up today.@Kelewen

Goblins of the Wilds

Oh wow @AsheTheReborn that's pretty amazing. Didn't know there was a mage around. Cool. lol

Goblins of the Wilds

Koglan smiles and nods, "Tareth I have no doubt that you will be the one who will wield that sword come the day you are grown into a mighty warrior of the tribe. I hope, I am still here to hand the sword over to you." He nods, "And you know what, to make it true, I have spoken on this. Tareth, shall wield my sword. This I know." He nods, then motions to the door into his forge, "Be safe young goblin. And come and visit again if you like. Just don't shirk your chores or errands."

Koglan watched the young goblin run off, waving as he watched the young goblin turn to look back. Though soon Koglan heads back into his forge. And resumes work.

As he does he hears in passing from a pair of hunters passing by coming into the village, "Did you hear? That new comer, Ashe? Talked Griz and Bredan into some strange kind of experiment outside the village." The second of the two hums, "Isn't she the one who was raised by the humans? Surprised the elders and chief let her stay. She's an odd one. Not bad looking but an odd one." Koglan hammers at the metal steadily, "A new experiment...odd I never knew goblins who experiment...or well I'm wrong I'm doing something new now. Those bits of fine ornaments. Interesting."

@AsheTheReborn@Aristocles

Juggernauts (BigPapaBelial and kingkonrad) IC

Victor made sure all the connections are in place one last time then shoulders the tooled down Denel, "So they are sending us in, to keep this hush hush, as major players in a side group, we and anyone else they choose to send in are going to be sworn to silence. So we need to be very very careful out there." He walked along with Natalie and with one big hand, closed the hanger door behind them. Just as the switch had been flipped with Natalie so is it also flipped with Victor. His normally passive but friendly face, has been switched out for a grim grimace across his face, eyes slightly squinted, darting everywhere to take in the details.

As the pair began to walk towards their ride, members of the PMC slowly stopped what they are doing. The new Recon recruits idling in front of their barracks are treated to what they hadn't quite seen of their trainers. Victor had pushed them physically past their limits and into new physical terrain. Natalie had pushed them mentally and morally into a new level. But they see now, the pair as they are when they are in that place that makes them the top kick of the Company. Armored out like tanks, armed heavily enough that either of them could take on an infantry battalion and come out on top, even a armored company would have a hard time against even one of them. And here the two of them are, walking across the tarmac like they owned the world. Victor spotted them and stopped only briefly to salute then then with a huge grin, flips them all off too. As they are boarding the pair can hear, "Top Ops! Good luck!" Victor hums and boards the plane, the ramp he steps on groaning under the five to six hundred pounds if not more of armor and weapons. He nods to Natalie, "Won't say no to cuddling, but in the end, we have a job to do. Let's go do it huh?"

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Nolan got to his feet, dusting some orange dirt off his arms and chest, the blast from the rifle had dusted him lightly. Making his way over he takes the PDA orders from Ross and looks them over, "Huh, this is extreme hush hush, who knows how long since something this black has been ordered. Look at this operation level Platinum. If I remember correctly ol' General Lawrence has a clearance level of Gold, so this is above even his paygrade." He hums. Goes over and grabs his rifle, packing it away, waving down a Corporal, "I know this isn't usually your thing son, but the team here is being called in for some sort of Heavy Op. Can you do us the favor of cleanign this up for us? Do this and I'll buy your whole company two rounds at the bar when we get back huh? I'm Sergeant Nolan, don't worry ask around and someone will point me out when we get back. Deal?" The corporal looked over at the only slightly mussed up shooting position then nodded, "Thanks son." He then ran off to catch up with Andrew to go see Merlin and get the skinny one what the heck is coming their way, "All the way to Greenland...didn't even know there was anything up there." He said as he pressed Andrew up into a jog to get there sooner.

Goblins of the Wilds

@Searat@AsheTheReborn@Aristocles

I'm in the middle of putting together a post for another RP that long been coming. So I maybe a little slow to post. But give me abit I swear I'll put something together later.

This post has been owed for awhile. And I want to do it justice.

But on my honor I'll get you all a post too once I'm done.

Goblins of the Wilds

@Aristocles

Koglan looked down at the young goblin, "Ahhh shirking your errands a little." He chuckles, "It's fine. Everyone needs a break." He walks into his forge then quirks an eyebrow, "You wanted to see a sword?" He hums and looks about his forge, "A sword...goblins don't use swords very often my young friend." He hums looking about somemore. Seeing finished maces, axes, small knifes, a spear or two, and armor that needd to be fitted for this warrior or that. Then he hums and the old Goblins face lights, "I have a secret to show you." He waves the young goblin in, around the forge and then up to a darker area of the forge he kneels and pulls up a small wooden bench down by the floor, "This...is something I have shown only one other person. I hid it because...I don't know if anyone could ever do it the honor it deserves."

Out from under the bench comes a 3 foot long, maybe 4 inch wide cloth swaddled thing. Koglan brings it out, "I want this to be a secret between us." He pulls the cloth back, bits of dust and dirt falling to the floor, as he reveals a curved steel sword, made in the goblin way, but with ornamentation that is very rare, "I made this as my Master Work, young goblin." Koglan explains, "The item I forged with my own hands that denotes my rise to being a master weapon smith." He pulls the rest of the sword out and then carefully sets it on the floor, "My Master, the late Smith Dunst, said it was one of the greatest weapons he ever saw made." Koglan smiles, "One day I hope to give it to someone. Someone who will care for it, and use it wisely in defense of the tribe." Koglan hums, "Maybe you one day young goblin." He chuckles, "Remember, this is our secret." He pats the boy on the shoulder, then starts to wrap the sword back up, "One day it will be in the hands of a great goblin warrior. On that day and only that day will I be fully satisfied with my life as a smith I think."

Koglan carefully puts the sword away, "Run along now young friend. Get your mother the water she needs. And remember this is our secret." He stands slowly and smiles at the young goblin.

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A series of gasps. And a few people stepping back and away. One young man reaching for a gun on his hip warily. This is what herald's Mistihkoman's arrival at the train station. Unlike last night where he only had his tomahawk and knife. Now he sports all his gear, his bed roll, and blanket tied over one shoulder, rolled up together, a shoulder bag with what looks like some dried meat and water bag as well as other little things. And at his shoulders are his other weapons, the big heavy rifle, a breech loading thing, old by now, the thing used years ago now to hunt buffalo. Next to that slung across his back with the bow string ove rhis chest is his bow, with feathers at the top and bottom connections, and his quiver of arrows across his back, an old and venerable type of weapon. And lastly swinging at his hip is that heavy rifle butt club. The spiked blade at the angled section a dark blued iron. The thing is a great bludgeon, dangerous just in it's looks. This gives the people on the station deck something to look at.

Mistihkoman gives Dan a nod in greeting as the native man pulls himself up onto the train, "This is the right place yes? The trip to Odessa? Is the package already on board?" He looked into the passenger car in time to see the young boy training a toy gun on Sergio.

Mistihkoman nods, "I think I'm in the right place." He nods sagely then proceeds to find himself a place to sit, putting his baggage up on the racks over the seats then sitting in the seat behind Sergio's place.