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The Killing Club (Assassin School RP)

Appearance: (Picture to come)
Name: Saito Minato
Age: 14
Short Bio: Minato had a mother and father, who wanted their child to have a well rounded education, so they enrolled him in the new Seiko Academy that started up. It was there that he accidentally tripped on a fallen branch that sprung up on the other end and shaved the balls off a businessman looking fellow, who turned out to be someone sent to assassinate the headmaster, something he discovered later. The school thought he was intentional, and assigned him to the Class Noir. His mother did tell him to try new things, so despite his lack of general knowledge, he eagerly tried to do well in class.
Hobbies: Playing Rock Paper Scissors, tinkering, marking his day/week/month/year planner
Dislikes: Threats, surprises, decadence, having no goal in life
Other info: Jumps at the slightest unexpected noises

The Killing Club (Assassin School RP)

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The Broken World: Nations of Azoth

Still room in this RP for one more?

Assassin School RP

Ooh, I want to see where this goes.

Remove this please, for it is dead

Alexius peered down into the old cave, contemplating whether or not to follow his compatriots. Sure, he had lived under these caves his whole childhood, but now looking at it as a grown (and educated) kobold he's starting to suspect a few structural fallacies in the caves. Is it his paranoid imagination? Is it real? He gave an experimental step inside, fully expecting the roof to crash down on him like the open mouth that it resembles. Nothing. Maybe it's just him.

The interior of the caves were noticeably cooler than the outside, something Alexius can appreciate. Every cave was connected to another room or opening, creating a complex and confusing system to non-tribesmen. Because of this, the distant sound of conversing was always present.

"So how has the tribe been?" he asked Grek, desperately trying to be friendly to his new acquaintance.

Fortune or Fate?

@Blox
Height about 5'7
Weight about 140
Everything you think of when someone says "female Tarzan"

Fortune or Fate?

River yelped in surprise at the sudden attack. A man had suddenly jumped out, his sticks aimed straight for her. In instinct, she ducked and rolled. Everything inside of her screamed DANGER and began overworking themselves. Okay, calm down. What does he want? No matter, she was alive for now.

The sticks were unable to do their grisly work today, but they did however glance across her arm. Blood spilled out from the gash it opened up. River gave a cry of pain and rage, and leaped at her attacker. She would go for his shoulders, and try to pin him facing down.

Fortune or Fate?

Hold on. My hours aren't that flexible. I'm getting to you now.

Remove this please, for it is dead

"Cool enough," muttered Alexius, looking down at his armor and garments. The mail rattled a bit as he moved. "My Gods keep me comfortable." In reality, it was a little too warm under the heated mail. He unfortunately couldn't sweat like his human compatriots, and this made it very annoying to stay outside for very long. Usually he tried not thinking about it, but the headache was threatening to topple him.

It was then he realized he hasn't formally introduced himself to everyone. Likely most people have forgotten him. He stuck out his hand to shake, a human custom he rather liked and wanted to bring to his tribe. "I never caught your name. I'm Alexius Lionus Garracus of Absence."

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