ClocktowerEchos

Mouseguard/Redwall Inspired RP

O damn I loved Redwall as a kid

@Kafka Komedy This is a decent example of what mice from RW look like. They're literally mice that stand on two feet and wear armor.

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Deadpoon

Alphabet Game

Hadvar (Skyrim)

Sins of the Father =][= W40k Dark Heresy RP

Here is the CS guide. I am going to say that given the number of people, I will have to cut some people out since there is no way I could properly manage a group as large as this. I will judge you gets in based on your character and what they can bring to the team composition. If you have any questions I will be here to answer.

Good luck everyone, the Emperor Protects

CS Template

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[h1]<<(Name Here)>>
[sub][SUP]AGE | RACE | ROLE[/SUP][/sub][/h1]
[h1][sub][SUP]- = + - = || =][= || = - + = -[/SUP][/sub][/h1][/center]

[indent][h3]+ SERVICE RECORD + [/h3]
[indent]Your history and how long you've been with the Inquisitor prior to his death. Make sure you give a reason why you have decided to pull a 47 Ronin and be a part of this new group instead of trying to make a run for it.[/indent]
[h3]+ PSYCHO-SOUL ANALYSIS + [/h3]
[indent]Your personality and habits as well as your devotion and tolerance.[/indent]
[h3]+ TRAITS + [/h3]
[list][*] These are special quirks or areas of knowledge your character may have, based upon their history. I'll let you assign them yourselves, think of it as Skills or Feats from normal TRPGs. Everyone in the group will know Karthis's old cipher, High Harldin, which will be represented as "( ))" ie ((Heresy Here)). Try not to go too overboard.
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[h3]+ WARGEAR + [/h3]
[list][*]Basically your equipment ranging from weapons to tools to books to trinkets.
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Foster's Home for Imaginary Hoes

Sins of the Father =][= W40k Dark Heresy RP

@PrinceAlexus A Harliquin would definatley be intersting however you'd likely have to forgo any actual flare and pomp to blend in better.

@Skwint Abhumans are okay.

Sins of the Father =][= W40k Dark Heresy RP

@BCTheEntity All three of them seem to be good picks although it does seem like we already have a tech priest.

Dialectic 0: Beyond Man

"And now, their spirits lay in the horizon beyond, one with the United Nations. May their voices be heard and their afterlives pleasent, Amercia bless."

"Amercia bless."

The signing of the peace treaty with Troy wouldn't mean the war was over. For many, the aftereffects would still be there long after the nobles returned to their estates and castles and citadels. Boys would never see their fathers again provided they didn't die themselves and vice versa. There would be a drought of healthy men to farm the fields and tend to the other services for a time as new apprentices were trained and farmhands taught. War was no uncommon formality for the peasants of Nittany, but it was never something they took lightly too especially seeing the brutality of their most recent one. In ages past, the Men at Arms and the Bannermen had only fought lesser duchies and tribals along with the odd raiding fleet. This was the first true war with a kingdom that could rival Nittany to the point it forced a stalemate.

The dead would be burred, the ruins repaired but the souls of those would take more than mere hammers and tools to fix. It was here where the High Oracle Gispid found his truest callings, much to the chagrin of his compatriots. He started as a simple preacher to the masses and even in his high office, he enjoyed preaching more than anything although burials at a scale such as these always tested him slightly.

The crowd slowly dispersed as the gravekeepers and undertakers burred the bodies, piling earth upon the lost warriors of the Lion. The High Oracle himself stayed behind, uttering words under his breath, contemplating on what life meant for the divine deities until interrupted by a boy.

"Mister preacher sir?" the boy lookd young, still exuding a naive and innocent aurora only a child could. And sporting a brazenness only a child could display to the High Oracle.

"Ahh, young boy what is it you need?" Gispid looked around to see no adults in the vicinity, "Where are you parents."

Without a word the boy pointed to a wooden plank sticking out of the ground marked "Alica and Jonah Krask". Instantly Gispid knew the circumstances for he had seen many an orphan before who were stuck staring at their parents graves. But this boy was different for his eyes posessed not fear nor hatred like so many others. Gispid could almost say that he had a strange apathetic acceptance of his fate.

"Sir, why do people have to die?" the boy asked with nothing less than the purest of curiosity, "Is it because the gods will it?"

"Everyone must fight to protect what is nearest to them. But someone always dies in the end."

"But why do we fight to protect?"

"It is part of human nature."

"Is it human nature to die however?"

"Tis one reaction to stress along with escape."

"Then why do we create stress that we have to fight or run away from?"

There was a kindling of philosophical thought in his child, Gispid could tell. For his age, the boy was remarkably level headed and inquisitive; he would do well reading from the texts of olden philosophy and thought. He had no hesitation in asking questions to even the High Oracle. Great promise showed within him and with no parents to live with, he would likely end up in a church orphanage at some point or later so Gispid gave him an offer, "Boy, what is you name?"

"Hilan, just like my grandfather."

"Very well Hilan, would you like me to bring you to a church where you could learn the ways of old?"

The wind went silent as the world slowed. The birds paused their singing leaving only the breath of the aged man and his young partner audible next to the sounds of shovels and dirt. A near inaudible "yes" was heard, as the boy looked up at Gispid with eyes of yearning.

"Very well Hilan. Come, thou hath much to learn."