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Current Sorry for my lack of posts lately. I've just... been struggling to get the energy to write something up. I'm trying some new meds through so hopefully that will change soon.
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Twich

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Smarter then thou: What Twich lacks in physical strength and size, he makes up for with a cruel cunning, a twisted intellect and a surprisingly strong will.

Alchemist Training: There are only two things that an alchemist needs to be able to do in order to be a good alchemist; The ability to flip a table and be on the other side of it when what they are working on explodes and the ability to know exactly when to do this. Everything else is just icing on the cake.

If you don't want to eat it just because it has some mold growing on it, hand it over.: Twich is a kobold. They can eat just about anything regardless of how rotten its become just fine without ill effect. They are also immune to horrible smells that would make others sick.

Love the BOOM!: There is something about arson and explosions that just appeals to Twich's soul. The fact that he is very good at creating things that explode and set things on fire makes his inner hatchling very happy.

WHY?! FOR SCIENCE!: Twich doesn't always create or tamper with things to make them explode or catch fire (At least, not as the end goal). Often he likes to create concoctions or perform experiments for a large number of reasons, more often then not because he felt like it or just wants to see if the current theory in his head has any basis in reality.

Personality:
Those who meet Twich would surprisingly discover that he is, above everything else, quite civil. Those above or greater then him will get the recognition that they deserve of course but those of equal and even lower standing will be treated with professional, polite conversation when talking with Twich. They will also quickly discover that he is quite 'mad'; His mind seems to operate on a completely different wavelength then everyone around him and he often views the world far differently from other people as well.

If one really wants to see him in his prime however, all they need to do is suggest a possible alchemy or science experiment within Twich's hearing range. The quest for discovery and knowledge burns within him brighter then the flames of hell themselves; Despite this he has made it quite clear to several demons that have offered him deals for knowledge and alchemist/scientific discoveries in exchange for his soul that he is not interested because 'That was the path of cowards and fools'.

Even the most evil of beings would find the calm, professional and somewhat detracted approach that Twich takes with his experiments rather... unnerving. Almost all of his experiments are performed on live test subjects... often without their knowledge let alone consent.

Wants/Needs: A bigger lab, more resources and freedom to explore with his various fields of science and alchemy. First pick of any group of slaves and captives with no questions asked as to why he wants/needs them. The right to take any student that he wishes.

Relationships: Fairly civil, shows the needed respect to those that require it.

Backstory: Twich was born to the Snakebiter tribe, a kobold tribe that had its tunnels located underneath a somewhat poisonous swamp. Taken to be trained as an alchemist rather early on when he showed he had a knack for it, Twich rather quickly learned everything that his tribe knew about it and found himself consumed by the desire to learn more. At first traveling to other kobold tribes to study, Twich soon found himself learning from many of the other underworld denizens in exchange for his services; At times he even found teachers among the more open minded of the surface dwelling races. When he ran out of teachers who could offer him new knowledge, Twich wasn't satisfied. He needed to know more and that meant he needed to create more things to learn himself.

This is rather challenging as an independent working alone... but with the raise of the Master and his 'Hordes of Darkness', Twich found a patron who could make his dreams and desires a reality in exchange for his services.

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While I am aware that the Rp is considered 'full' at the moment, would anyone be against me posting a CS in the OOC tab just to have it on reserve if and when players/characters are lost? I already have a character in mind and everything!
Just waiting for Flagg to work on our joint post. Balls in his court now.
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Ranoch ate them, as you wouldn't make him the lead.


Damn it Ranoch! We needed those.

@SimplyJohn Question, how do you get the youtube video to appear in a box like that?
Both options are fine with me. Andrew just started a conversation with our corporal but I'm sure a time skip wouldn't effect it much.
@Fallenreaper

Possible... You might want to run the idea by Flagg as well. Get a three way post going and all that.
Sorry, I've ran into some delays brought about by Real Life. I'll get started on a co post tomorrow.
The scramble for food was not as bad as Andrew had feared. It might have helped that he had gotten here relatively early and knew exactly what kinds of food would last better out in the field the others. The same applied to getting his equipment and ammunition together. Good advice and first hand experience was a wonderful thing it seemed.

Still, that didn't stop Andrew from taking the time to make sure that his lancer was in working order. Considering that the army tended to hog all the good stuff for themselves, it wouldn't be surprising if what equipment the militia got stuck with was defective... A paranoid precaution that was indicated as the trigger on his lancer broke when he tested it out for the fifth time. Cursing under his breath as he turned to head back towards the armory to yell at someone for a new, working trigger when he spied someone that he had met earlier that day that was apart of his new squad. Raising his hand and waving to get her attention, he called out in a voice loud enough to be heard by those nearby "Corporal Stichler, make sure you check your equipment carefully! Just found out my lancer had a defective trigger. Rule number four of surviving in the militia: If you're sharing an armory with the army and they get first pickings of the equipment, assume everything that gets left behind is defective in some way until proven otherwise."
@Lennon79

The fact that you recognize it as such makes me want to hug you Lennon. Yes, at some point I will have Andrew recall the tale of the Cheesemongers to the rest of the group.
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