Stefano nodded at Ludivico's plan. And accepted the bottle with a ear to ear grin, took a healthy swig of the rum and laughed after as the drink burned his throat. "Got some kick in that! I'm sure this wasn't the sweetest gift the she gave you!" he said in response to his joke.
He offered the bottle back to Ludivico and he offered his prayer as the former pirate drank hearteninly, "To a fruitful partnership, froth with gold and the pleasures of the world! May fortune guide our blows and Ristoth pick up our slack!" Stefano drank one last time , bade Ludivico goodnight, and turned over to sleep, eager for the battle to come.
Hey everyone sorry for my absence yesterday been sick and didn't move from bed when I got off work. So we are moving along nicely with talking to each other but I'll ask if we want to move on to the next morning and get ready to fight. So I'll put a simple vote into action. Like this post if you want to move on, and laugh if you want to keep going.
I'll give us at least the rest of the day and if a majority of you have voted we shall call the voting closed and go on with the decided action.
I feel like me and @Skull need one more post and I feel like we're ready what do you think partner?
Stefano accepted the weapon and offered his gun for inspection. It was a fine piece and would make the ideal hold out weapon. "Good piece you have here. Good to have in a pinch." When Ludivico mentioned pairing up for the coming battle Stefano looked him over a second time. His description of his skills, not to mention his career as a pirate, certainly appealed to Stefano's strategy for tomorrow.
At his joke Stefano laughed, and replied, "Ha hah! Yes if the gods have their way then may my rifle fall into your hand and claim many lives! And may you claim many maidens hearts with its gleam! You seem like the sort I could work with so let's talk strategy." Stefano leaned forward before continuing, "I plan on fighting the orcs the same way I'd hunt any large beast. I'll sic the hounds and Dru... Wait a second I've never introduced you to Drusilla!" at this Stefano removed the cover of the cage at his side reveling the regal form of a falcon. "Don't try to pet her she dislikes strangers. Anyway my lovelys will heel my The foes halting their advance while I line up a shot towards the strongest for. When I fire they are trained to return to me and defend while I reload. What I think we do with you is roughly the same. My hounds and will go with you and engage the enemy first. While the orcs are held up you will a few early kills. I'll teach you the whistle I use have them defend and they'll stay in the melee. You engage as many as you can handle and the orcs will be to busy dodging you that My pets will get some east free wounds. My role will be threat control. With my Arquebus, and by sending out Drusilla I'll take down the strongest foe or anyone who is getting past your guard. With you holding the enemy centered on you I'll be watching your back and not have to worry about my own. Just try not to pull in more then we can handle. Any objections?"
After listening to his reply Stefano said with the gusto of a merchant closing a solid deal, "But enough strategy let's toast to a new partnership, and an entertaining battle ahead of us!" Stefano reached for his wineskin only to remember he left it at his tent. Which was more than likely being looted by that day of and his cronies. "ahhh.. That is assuming you have the liquor? I appear to be tradicly dry at the moment."
Stefano's hounds sniffed warily at Ludivico's outstretched hand until they caught the scent of meat and they began playfully fighting over the food. Stefano laughed at their enthusiasm, and took a seat around the fire and responded,"Ludi huh? I like it, it's endearing. My names Stefano Lorenzo di Lucca. Call me what you will. These beautiful girls... he pointed to the bloodhounds, "are Agrippina, Livilla, he pointed to the wolfhound, "Incitatus, he petted her coat as he continued, "he's a Sheppard wolf mix, a good team the lot of them."
Stefano glowed with pride at the mention of his weapon. "Ludi My fast friend you know your firearms! The smith who made her based on the Bastion models, the barrel has also been lengthened to increase range. Course reloading is still a bigger pain then the shot!" Stefano smiled at his joke.
"Are you a marksman Ludi? How do you plan on us killing 75 orcs in the morning?"
"You filthy cheat! You coin swindling son of a whore!" exclaimed one of Stefano's gambling partners, after losing his bid in for the fourth time in a row. Stefano raised his eybrow and responded in a regal indignation, I beg you're pardon? Dear sir you've watched me roll this dice each and everytime. In what way could I be cheating?" he was genuinely curious. He contemplated cheating when the game started but unable to figure out a method he resided to trust chance like a true sportsman.
Fortune favored his faith by rewarding him with the first win. He lost the next cast, won the next two, lost one last time and then started his hot streak. The man who accused him was a large ox of a man who moments before expected to be filling his pockets with a strangers gold. He continued his rant, "Weighted dice, some sort of Dwarven magnets in the bowl all sorts of ways you Nobel bastards try to trick honest folks out of their coin!"
Good ideas.
Stefano responded, "My friend I assure you I am merely trying to create a little fun, and ease the tension of the camp. Would you like to roll your own dice..."
"No I want my coin and your's as well!" the man interrupted, reaching for the cudgel at his belt. Immediately Stefano's hounds roused themselves from their passivity and advanced menecingly, growling lowly and baring their teeth.
Stefano smiled at the man's panic. "Walk away. Unlike the sorry conscrips polluting this camp, I'm looking forward to the bloodshed tomorrow. Don't spoil my appetite."
The man and his gambling companions took his threat to heart and ran away into the camp. Stefano chuckled and collected the abandoned coins, entered his tent and grabbed a ornate gilded cage. A curious caw emminated from the the cage. "Not tonight my sweet. Plenty of blood and sweets in the morning! Best not waste the bullets on the yokels." Stefano reassured the bird while grabbing his arquebus.
He returned to the camp and say the oaf embodied by a small cohort of his drinking buddies. Stefano not wanting to cause conflict on the eve of battle lead his little entourage into a different portion of camp. Seeing a man in a tricorn hat holding an awkward conversation. He approached the two with a smile.
"Hello comrades it seems my campsite has become overpopulated. Who is the good sport who is willing to part with a piece of campfire for tonight?"
Two fires away from Silas and Dixon, Stefano sat hunched over his empty soup bowl rattling a die in and trying to attract attention to his game of chance.
"Come ladies, gentlemen, bastards and lords, come take all of Stefano's money! The game is legion! The more who play the eaisier it is to rob me of my pay. You sit with me and pay a coin for each member in the game I roll the dice and try to roll higher than the party. I fail to do so and everyone gets a coin from me put it I outnumber you I keep the buy in! Come ban together to keep a poor man poor!"
Stefano always found Legion more entertaining to play a round than be the dealer yet he had searched the camp and found no men gambling. Here these peasants were on the doors of death and they were scared of losing their money! Some people needed to set their priorities strait.
Three burly soldiers set down and each threw their three coins at Stefano's feet. His hounds looked up from their nap at the disturbance but settled down seeing that their master was in no danger... yet.
Stefano smiled and asked the crowd, "Anymore takers?
He hoped not, it be embarrassing to explain that he spent all his money on lute strings and a gilded cage for his falcon should be lose.
Let the record show I made the first nobel. Just kidding but I am willing to change characters to give more variety
New plan! Silas will now kidnap all the Nobel characters and ransom them back to their families!!! Who needs to work as a merc when you can make more selling off nobles!
But in all seriousness things look good so far but I'll wait till I get home to give everyone a last took over. Mainly because posting from a phone sucks
Name: Stefano Di Lucca XII Gender: Male Age:24 Appearance: Thin of frame and short of stature measuring 5' 7" and 138 pounds. When possible he keeps his mousey brown hair styled. He wears light and flamboyant noble cloths colored purple and green, his house colours, and a gaudy artist's beret. Bio: Stefano was born as the youngest of 7 sons into the storied and illustrious Lucca family. With six older brothers, dozens of nephews, uncles, cousins, and scheming finalcial advisors Stefano was denyied a live of power as head of his house. Whitch as family tradition dictates was always passed to the oldest male in the family. His disinterest in politics and quick boredom with noble intrique also furthered his supposed uselessness to the family and for his whole life he was given an allowance larger than most peasances see in their live and was more or less expected and told to stay out of the adults way until he could be married off in some political scheme.
As a result he was left with more wealth and spare time then he knew what to do with and engedged in various hobbies. As a boy he read the journals and histories of his families founder who he was named after, Stefano I. He attended concerts and art galleries. He learned to paint and play the lyre, and lute and would sneak out of his country mansion to play in the locale village square.
When history and art grew boring he spent his preeteen year's in the company of animals, learning to ride horses, train falcons (like Stefano I), and breed and hunt with dogs.
When the animals kingdom lost it's appeal he sought pleasure in being a patron of science. He donated to Dwarven clocksmiths and watch makers, and innovators of gunpowder and fireworks, who made him a customed rifle and pistol set and taught him to shoot.
Around his 14 hear Stefano found pleasure in the rush of gambling both in intricate high stake games in gilded casinos or in a simple game of dice in a dirty alleyway.
At 16 he found entertainment in blood sport such as cock fights and bare knuckle bar brawls (a few he took part in). He had his own box seat reserved for him in the Pit and won a horses weight in gold when he bet against the 1000:1 odds of Silas Rose defeating The Reaper.
Stefano's decedent lifestyle infuriated his family as they they spent countless coin on containing word of his free time from potential suitors. The straw that broken the camels back was when they discovered that once a month he and a few friends would saddle their horses and engaged in dangerous beast hunts near the shadowlands borders.
Stefano was stripped of his title and cut off financially from the family. Taking his favorite possessions from his old life Stefano is now thrust in a world he is unprepared for searching for a means to sustain himself and fight off the boredom that has plaged him all his life.
Fighting style: Stefano prefers to kill from a distance by first sicking the hounds and his prized falcon on his foes while he lines up the perfect shot with his customed Dwarven arquebus. When pressed into a melee Stefano prefers to mount his horse and retreat to a safe distance to reload.
Equipment: Costumed Dwarven arquebus- long ranged and extremely heavy this beautiful weapon while accurate is difficult to use on the run. Rapier Two pure breed bloodhounds and one wolfhound Hunting falcon
Skills/abilities: Excellent marksmanship Excellent horsemanship Good "poker face" Good artistic talent and musicianship Good with animals
1. Listen to the GM(s), If you have a complaint tell me. I am not an evil dictator and if I am wrong I will admit it. 2. Romance and Gore allowed, But keep it in good taste and in site rules 3. Now not all characters will play nice with each other I understand that, but keep the disputes in the RP not in OOC 4. Be civilized and polite please 5. All basic RP rules apply to this roleplay: Power playing, Meta gaming, and others are not allowed. 6. The story isn't exactly set, If you have an idea for a mission feel free to pm me the details and I'll try to work it in. 7. Copy the rules into a Hider in the "other" of your cs so I know you read them. 8. Get into your character's skin become him or her as you are playing have fun and give us insight into their thoughts. 9. Try to keep active, in both the IC and OOC pages please. And even if you don't have anything to say, at least read the OOCo
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