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6 yrs ago
Current Sorry for disappearing. Some stuff came up that didn't allow me to access the site.
6 yrs ago
Sniggty snakes
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6 yrs ago
I am genuinely shocked my adult card hasn't been revoked yet.
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6 yrs ago
Over time pay day is a good day.
6 yrs ago
To all those who have been waiting on me I was unexpectedly without a way to access the internet...sorry.

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Just kinda a dude who does stuff from time to time.

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Kroot eat their dead. =D
Dominic nods as he shakes the first mates hand. " Dominic... Body guard to the captain? Very well then...Am I to be issued weapons for this task? Also where is the weapons master? I'm not used to the lay out of the ship, my apologizes" he says awkwardly. His family had always been a costal estate so he knew basic sailing, but he knew little about legitimate seafair trade, including standard lay out of bigger ships.
at least it isn't for life... Make some coin, then rebuild...then vengeance for everyone... he thought grimly as he attempted to listen the first mate.
After a short time, Dominic stepped out onto the deck of the ship. Dressed in worn but still usable clothes. It had taken a while but he had managed to cut his hair and shave his beards. 'Well time to get to work' he thought as he asked around for the first mate. It was an odd experience for one such as him to be taking orders again, the last time he had to follow orders was when he was training to be a knight. A slight smile crossed his lips as he thought about his time at the academy. He thought of his knight instructor, knight commander Vera Lowe, she had taken him under her wing. She had basically become family. Sure she came from a different order and family, but she had been good to him. Since his arrest there had been no word of what happened to the commander. Dominic hoped she was alright, left alone from the purge of his family.

After a few minutes of backwards searching, Dominic found himself face to the first mate. "Reporting for workduty boss." He say only half jokingly, he may not be part of the crew, but he would be sure as feth work like them.
Name:Calth 'Cal' Varren
Age:19
Gender:male
Former Profession:medical worker
Rank: private
Specialisation:medic/ infantry
I love the guard.... I might be interested.
Dominic chuckles "I'm Dominic Ibanez... For what that's worth, yes you can let me out...let's make a deal... I will work for you... Make some money and help you out in the process." He asks "at least until I make enough to achieve my own goals." He says "I'm well trained in fire arms and conventional blades... If you would be so kind as throwing in a razor blade and clothes... Its been months since I have shaved...or worn clothes that were found in a prison." He said with a slight laugh as the pulls at a loose thread in the ragged and torn pants. "Prison isn't an easy life..."
This looks like it could be some fun.
That's fine, haven't had a chance to read it yet.
Dominic chuckles "attacks you say? By who and for what purpose? What is it you care that has you so worried?" He asks as he stands again. "As for your crew I have no desire to hurt them but if they desire a fight I won't back down...you said your father knew of my family...who was he? I assume he was a sailor or something of that nature? Or perhaps a captain since my parents rarely got close to enlisted persons..." He says with a slight chuckle as he casually walks over to the captain. "You seem very Ill...for what its worth... I...hope you feel better soon." He says awkwardly.
Cya tomorrow. =D
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