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I'm an Interdiscplinary BA, searching for a job in the current market, and this site has been my introduction to role-play. I prefer medieval and/or sci-fi roleplays and am a fan of Star Trek, Star Wars, RWBY, Fire Emblem Awakening, Superheroes, and Fairy Tail.

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Nortiz - Dawn, Mirica


Nortiz shrugged his shoulders, putting on an air of non-calance. "Clearing King Temerius's name would be one step closer to finding out the truth. At the very least, he'd know some of the answers we seek. Besides, I know my way around Derak. As you have protected my life this day, it would be ungrateful of me to not offer what assistance I can give to your quest, especially as it concerns my people." His fist tightened at that last thought, but he held it in, as he'd held in his anger in front of the seated king.

He was more sure than ever that Jacob had killed his father. Just the way he didn't even allow this new prince to even know the details of the murder, how easily the laguez bias came to him. If he hadn't held his tongue, he was sure that his lack of real diplomatic immunity would have brought his investigations to a halt. As this party seemed to want to solve the mystery once and for all yet didn't seem to consider Jacob as the possible guilty party, he may as well hang around. It was the laguez of Mirica that dealt with the after affects more than anyone else.

Besides, the guards would probably arrest him again if he didn't go with the prince and that would mean no chance to investigate at all (as well as the probable happening of other things). He'd just have to be wary and hope that the prince and his knights were truly the type of beroc they seemed to be.
Is Nortiz still in bird form or human form?
Nortiz - Dawn, Mirica


The raven straightened up behind the building, bracing for the sound of the mage's magic overhead.

Only for it to never come.

Nortiz puzzled through the mystery as he mechanically flew through the streets. The man had been ready to strike, his posture shouted that. There ought to have been a missed shot at least. They couldn't have given up on him already, not with the amount of guards. Maybe they were content to let him get away? Doubtful, but given they did have other prisoners, there should be some time before some would be sent to...

A brief glance out of the corner of his eye was all the warning he had before the net engulfed him. Frantically, he struggled to bite or claw his way out, but he was also falling to the ground. Progress was made, but the crash to the ground stunned him long enough for the guards to swarm. His wings were pushed together and tied first, even as he scrambled to fight them off. Then some wrapped rope around his neck and beak before it became his lead line while the rest hobble roped his legs, restricting his kicking range. All he could do for now was glare, fighting the helplessness and visions that rose up in his head. But of course, that glare would cause the sergeant to chuckle.

"Fiesty little bird, aren't you,"commented the sergeant as he stroked Nortiz's head, smirking as the raven failed to control his flinch. "I can see why a prince would claim you for himself." He then stood up and jerked on the leadline, causing Nortiz to stumble forward. "Form ranks around the prisoner and get ready to double-time to the palace. We wouldn't want to cause a diplomatic incident now, would we?"

Some of the men chuckled and the raven focused on the feel of cobblestone on his talons. He couldn't panic now. Panic later when alone (if he was left alone for long enough). He couldn't escape now (he'd simply be more tightly bound if he was in beroc form especially with his current lack of clothes and had no chance against all the guards right now), but if he kept his wits about him he could escape later no matter what happened before then (even if it took years). No telling why a foreign prince would claim a random laguz that flew away, but he could survive whatever came (he had before). There was one little bit of comfort he could think of as the guards dragged him to the castle. He'd managed to get into the palace after all.
I honestly feel like going with the first option. Simply seems to have a lot of story potential and actually get him to be part of the group sooner. Besides, he'd probs be captured anyway on a solo expedition into the castle.

Do you want me to make a post for that or would you want to have that happen in your post?
Hey @TheLazarus, how do you want to handle what happens with Nortiz? I'm sort of thinking that he lets his guard down after getting away from the mage and gets captured in a net, but whatever works for you.
Go for it.
Yeah, and while you're doing that, pray to the Goddess that naked Nortiz won't be subjected fully onto the world. My boy did not consider having a second set of clothes today and he had to tear off what he was wearing in order to transform quickly.
Nortiz - Dawn, Mirica


"Black-winged beast!" He called hatefully. "Get down here, or be brought down!"

Nortiz glanced back at the scene. When had a random disturbance involving Laguez been considered important enough to involve mages (even it had involved a destroyed tavern)? Archers, he'd been expecting. Mages though, that was a different thing entirely, especially if the guy had wind magic on him. The raven swooped downwards, aiming to go behind the tallest building around and fly from there until the chase was given up on (not thinking about what could happen if he didn't get away, nope not at all). The guard couldn't be desperate enough yet that they'd destroy property to bring him down. So his best bet was to get out of the mage guy's range and line of sight while avoiding any other guards' attempts to bring him down. If he'd thought to bring a second set of clothes, maybe he could find a place out of sight, change, then attempt to disappear into the crowd, but he'd not imagined this kind of scenario happening today. What he had though was flight and speed. With a little bit of luck, he might still manage to shake off his pursuit, get into clothes, then plot out his next course of action. No way would he willing submit again, even if (when) this made things harder for him.

At the very least, "beast" was a better word than "pet".
And the next gm post is posted!
Black Jack's Roost



Cicero Bladewalker, Dalious, & Gwyneria


Gwyn sighed, collected the dropped off bag, and followed after Cicero as the remnants of the fight continued on around them. One would think that a PIRATE with a price on his head would know something about being discrete. But of course she'd find out that she'd been saddled with two imbeciles (though in very different ways), but the objective right now was to make it back to the ship intact. Since her knight was occupied carrying the lughead around, that left her in need of watching out for threats on the way there. As most of her concentration was taken up though in navigating the main bar fight without injury, she missed a certain observant fellow elf at the bar.

The street the merry band exited onto would have been a typical closed in alleyway if the bright seaside sunshine hadn't shone through. Gwyn's eyes darted around the street, only to consider it a reasonable certainty that they was not anyone nearby. She sighed in relief before asking her companion, "Straight shot to the ship or a more roundabout way? If we have attracted unfortunate attentions, shaking anyone following us off would be the safer bet. However, unless our fearless captain wakes up, we have a high chance of getting lost in this town and attracting attention from other threats we do not want to deal with."
Nylah Aldaos


The barkeep shook his head as he looked at the gold coin. "Unfortunately lass, I don'nae know anything worth a gold coin. I've only been employed here two weeks." He pointed at the group in question as they passed through the remaining barfight. "I've never seen that group before in me life and frankly, those two not unconscious are too conspicuous looking to be regulars to this kind of dive. Look like they're trying too hard to play the part of regular customers, especially with those hoods." Then he pointed towards the other side of the room where a squinty eyed older pirate sat out of the fight, still smoking his pipe. "He's among the oldest regulars here. If anyone knows about Dalious or any of the famous rogues, it'd be Old Deke."

Will Nylah pursue this source of potential info or follow the strange group out of curiosity or gut feeling?
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