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When the Flames Die

"Shit! How did they-"
"Watch your language, boy. Stay where you are." Rat put up a black gloved hand for warning. With his other hand, he cupped his mouth and hollered out another message: "We make you the same offer, ma'am. It isn't just the two of us, actually."
With the same hand, Rat put his fingers to his mouth and emitted what seemed like a bird's whistle. Only, this time four black-hooded figures (literally) materialized from the dense forest surrounding the clearing. From a distance, one might assume that they were unarmed. But with further inspection, one could see a fierce ball of what looked like black fire.
"Shadowmages? I thought the Guildmaster retracted all our-"
"There's a squad studying the wildlife and operating in this area. I thought I'd summon them away from their research for a while. And now, I'd like you to stay put and provide covering fire in case anything goes awry."
The cloak let a toothy smile spread itself across his face. It had been a long time since he had shot at anything. With a malicious grin, he fished in his pockets and brought out a clip filled with ten crossbow darts, then surreptitiously applied it to his crossbow with a silent click. A repeating crossbow. A relatively new invention, but deadly nonetheless. Meanwhile, Rat delicately leapt from his leafy refuge and gingerly walked across the cold stone to a few meters away from the woman and the man. "No man is an island, miss and mister." He then proceeded to subtly sign to the mages: When I give the order, smite the two of them. "Lay down your weapons and come with us quietly, and we might consider letting you fight another day. Soon."
Rat didn't know much about the Faceless Legion, only that they were bodyguards to Princess Sophia of the Lyokis and could very much possibly put up a fight. A normal person would have immediately faltered and give in, but these two did not show any signs of surrenders. Tricky. With that final thought, Rat's hand was instinctively drawn to the hilt of a throwing knife enshrouded within the black of his cloak.

The Relics (No Plot/Fantasy/Character Driven/Worthy of Skepticism)

Wil, Is the foreigner that myth referred to Bor?

The Relics (No Plot/Fantasy/Character Driven/Worthy of Skepticism)

The song below is gonna be GREAT for any shit that goes down in the next few posts.

Galaxy at War: Tales of the Crimson Legion

I be air strike, babz.

If you need da SERIOUSLY big guns, feel free to radio me in.

Galaxy at War: Tales of the Crimson Legion

Kye, do ya have the power to accept CSs?

Galaxy at War: Tales of the Crimson Legion

Name: Jacob Axium
Alias: Acrobat
Gender: Male
Species: Human
Appearance:



Age: 27
Role: Pilot
Equipment:
XA-27 Justice Semiautomatic Plasma Pistol
DR-39 Revolutionary Automatic Cartridge Submachine Gun
Combat Knife
Carbon Fiber Armor

Bio:

Jacob was born on the human colony of Danthos, one of the few planets that bore any semblance to Earth. Jacob was known in their small middle-class neighborhood as a 'hyperactive bundle of adrenaline' that squealed and leapt all over the house and the culprit of elaborate pranks at school. Despite his relatively low conduct grade, the teachers had to admit that Jacob was a bright boy. Jacob had excellent physical fitness, an aptitude for numbers, a quick wit and a talent for the guitar. During his high school years, he started his own parkour club and frequently got himself in trouble for running around on campus rooftops. However, all of this did not bar Jacob from gaining admittance to one of Danthos' Tier 1 flight schools.

Jacob graduated flight school with flying colors and eligibility to command whole commercial passenger spaceships. He got a job with Nova Spacelines Incorporated piloting bulky passenger ships, but was soon dismissed after six months because of complaints from customers that he was far too reckless with the vessel. Jake briefly considered the possibility of becoming a musician, but disregarded the idea. One day however, a talent scout came to Jacob bearing news that he was specially recruiting him for the SSA Military Academy.

Jacob first knew the rigors of discipline and physical perfection - hundreds of push-ups and ever-barking commanders took a toll on him. He was soon transferred to the SSA Flight Academy - some said he was overqualified, but the talent scout recruited him for the Elite SSA Fighter Force: the most difficult-to-get-in branch of the Intergalactic Navy and something that even Jacob's qualifications just barely touched. Jacob first got his hands piloting sleek and fast fighters quelling the short-lived rebellions of merchant starships in the midst of the galaxy. Then after that, he piloted drop ships and gave supporting fire to ground troops battling alien threats on the outermost fringes of the galaxy, particularly during the Battle of Gadrariva where he saved two ground squads from almost immediate doom and was commended for his heroism. Jacob soon began to relieve his hyper side. Subsequently, the SSA Armed Forces gave Jacob control over one of the largest ships of the navy, a cruiser ship - very much akin to the Legion's End. During his brief two-week bond with the thing, he was very much pleased to find out that Sgt. Xenon was his co-pilot - they were very close friends ever since Jacob joined the force and they still get together often. Jacob finally reached the end of his military service during the Battle of Sarion, where Jacob's cruiser ran out out of ammo. In a last desperate attempt to defeat the alien opposition, Jacob rammed his cruiser into the opposing starship, downing it successfully but costing twenty million galactic credits in damage. Doctors also later diagnosed Jacob's right ankle to have been permanently handicapped in the incident - he could run, but overindulgence in physical activities would render him useless. He was court-martialed obviously, and found guilty of damaging military property, but he was awarded a Medal of Valor and left the Elitr Fighter Force with honor. By Elite SSA Fighter Force standards, Jacob was unqualified to serve their particular branch. Jacob's superiors recommended he get a desk job in the normal Intergalactic Navy, but Jacob refused and said that he'd never give up piloting until he was old or dead. Thus, he was recommended by the SSA Armed Forces to the Crimson Legion - they accepted him on terms that he would not put himself at risk by engaging in extended ground combat - an order that Jacob still secretly resents to this day.

Jacob is still relatively new to the Legion and has only been transferred to this particular cell a week ago.

Galaxy at War: Tales of the Crimson Legion

Uh, will edit mah bio as soon as I get home (in my timezone).

Galaxy at War: Tales of the Crimson Legion

"But sir! It tastes like vodka because it's RUSSIAN soda!"

Galaxy at War: Tales of the Crimson Legion

Technically, pilot's job description is to commandeer the legion's ending AND the crimson fang.. Maybe I be crimson pilot while you're with the legion?

Galaxy at War: Tales of the Crimson Legion

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(I made a new post cuz YOLO.)

(Yah.)