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STATUS: 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. 9 yrs ago
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Forum: Free Roleplay
I'm sorry I'm dropping out again... I thought I would have more time to post but I don't...
The decision has been made.
Morr had been presented with two more souls to watch over and protect.
Death and hardship were a day to day part of life and while Fortune felt a large degree of regret at the loss of the beautiful maiden Amelie, he had lost people he had been far closer to in more brutal, drawn out ways; Shallya had at least ensured that her death had been quick. He hadn't been sure what the other guy had been trying to do... but it was clear that it had absolutely failed... or been successful if his intention had been to kill himself in a stupid fashion. It was too late to ask him now...
It was hard to say how he knew it, but there was a moment that seemed to last forever where Fortune felt the weight of the world on his shoulders and was presented with a choice; To decide who lived and who died. Someone had to die...
He decided on the female knight that had taken delight in executing the helpless and tried to kill Amelie earlier; If her own gods refused to protect her for her dishonorable behavior, that was on her and no one else. The choice made, he closed his eyes and continued to pray.
Death and hardship were a day to day part of life and while Fortune felt a large degree of regret at the loss of the beautiful maiden Amelie, he had lost people he had been far closer to in more brutal, drawn out ways; Shallya had at least ensured that her death had been quick. He hadn't been sure what the other guy had been trying to do... but it was clear that it had absolutely failed... or been successful if his intention had been to kill himself in a stupid fashion. It was too late to ask him now...
It was hard to say how he knew it, but there was a moment that seemed to last forever where Fortune felt the weight of the world on his shoulders and was presented with a choice; To decide who lived and who died. Someone had to die...
He decided on the female knight that had taken delight in executing the helpless and tried to kill Amelie earlier; If her own gods refused to protect her for her dishonorable behavior, that was on her and no one else. The choice made, he closed his eyes and continued to pray.
@Baklava
I'm sorry... I just can't find the will to write up a post for Magus anymore...
Let him disappear into the shadows of the temple. I suspect he'll be comfortable there.
I'm sorry... I just can't find the will to write up a post for Magus anymore...
Let him disappear into the shadows of the temple. I suspect he'll be comfortable there.
@Peaceless
See, that's a problem. Drachia is a former gang enforcer who is paranoid enough not to take the word of a man who is quite possibly an assassin of the Specter that they are currently hunting seriously. It is in his nature to physically restrain said suspect to prevent them from doing anything until the Captain can show up to confirm one way or the other that you are who you claim to be...
He is also taking the threat deadly seriously, thus the 'police brutality' to help ensure you're not in a position to try and kill us all when the idiot human lets his guard down.
See, that's a problem. Drachia is a former gang enforcer who is paranoid enough not to take the word of a man who is quite possibly an assassin of the Specter that they are currently hunting seriously. It is in his nature to physically restrain said suspect to prevent them from doing anything until the Captain can show up to confirm one way or the other that you are who you claim to be...
He is also taking the threat deadly seriously, thus the 'police brutality' to help ensure you're not in a position to try and kill us all when the idiot human lets his guard down.
Fortune is doing the only thing he can do; He is praying to his goddesses.
Considering that Warhammer Fantasy gods and goddesses tend to be real, this isn't as stupid an idea as some might think.
Considering that Warhammer Fantasy gods and goddesses tend to be real, this isn't as stupid an idea as some might think.
Fortune didn't know what he could do to improve the situation he was in; In fact he barely understood what was going on beyond the fact that they were moving at high speeds towards what appeared to be the ground and making contact with it was honestly likely to result in death. He lacked the spark of magic within himself (those boys who did have it were taken at a young age and never seen or heard of again) and he doubted that one could charge the ground to make the impact any better.
Instead he reached under the gap between himself and his breastplate in order to grasp two amulets that he kept there, holding one the first (a small symbol of a shield and spear) tightly as he softly prayed "Myrmidia, please do not allow one of your servants to perish in such a dishonorable manner as this." before grasping at the second talisman (a white dove in flight) and muttered a different prayer softly under his breath. "Shallya, please show your servant mercy and protect those who travel with me from harm."
It wasn't much, but it was all he could do; All one could do in a situation like this was pray and hope the gods were listening.
Instead he reached under the gap between himself and his breastplate in order to grasp two amulets that he kept there, holding one the first (a small symbol of a shield and spear) tightly as he softly prayed "Myrmidia, please do not allow one of your servants to perish in such a dishonorable manner as this." before grasping at the second talisman (a white dove in flight) and muttered a different prayer softly under his breath. "Shallya, please show your servant mercy and protect those who travel with me from harm."
It wasn't much, but it was all he could do; All one could do in a situation like this was pray and hope the gods were listening.
@Peaceless
I have something in mind, but I kind of want permission to rough house your guy a bit. Granted he isn't going to have a fun time (Unless he is turned on by pain or something) but I promise that any injuries will be temporary and he will walk away just fine... provided he doesn't do something stupid because when my character does not make empty threats.
I have something in mind, but I kind of want permission to rough house your guy a bit. Granted he isn't going to have a fun time (Unless he is turned on by pain or something) but I promise that any injuries will be temporary and he will walk away just fine... provided he doesn't do something stupid because when my character does not make empty threats.
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