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I DON'T LIKE'EM PUTTING CHEMICALS IN THE WATER THAT TURNS THE FRICKIN' 1X1 SECTION LEWD.
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Oi JOSUKE, I logged on to my personal desktop computation device and went to ROLEPLAYERGUILDDOTCOM, now I'm trapped in the one-times-one section! Ain't that wacky?
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6 yrs ago
I didn't steal your meme, I colonized it.
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6 yrs ago
Rush RPG, cyka blyat
6 yrs ago
John Table. The man. The myth. The furniture.
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Sadri's been cappin' muhfuckas of that sort before that fuck was even born, m8


#CallmeDarkienow #poppop #Don'tEvenNeedHands
Crikey, Jhett hasn't even logged in for nearly a month. This move was probably a really good idea.

Another really good idea would be for me to get another post up. I'll work on that today.
Damnit GC I'm a Runner not a Scribe.

Right, so, while the more combat-proficient of the company provided the guards with support regarding the rioters, a few others(Sagax, Tsleeixth, and an NPC guard named Frald) went to track down the Argonian Pakseech(local Argonian elder) to try and get him to calm the rioters down. When the aforementioned amigos found him, it was decided that Tsleeixth, being a fellow Argonian, would do all the talking. Through emotional appeal which then lead to the consideration of the logical outcome of trying to leave the city through conventional ways(that being certain death at the hands of the Kamal), the Pakseech relented and agreed with Tsleeixth that the riot would do more harm than good. The elder then gathered the Argonian population in front of Candlehearth Hall and commanded all hostilities cease. The streets of Windhelm grew quiet again.

While all this was going on, Farid and Leif were attempting to cash in on a bounty, but instead of finding someone to put them IN jail, they were trying to break someone OUT. The "bounty" on this man's head was put there by a friend trying to get him out. The escape route that Farid, Leif, and Anders(the wanted man) took was through the sewers. As if simply being down there wasn't bad enough, the trio came across a crazed Argonian snake charmer. The witch got taken down, though Farid got poisoned by the stabby end of the charmer's instrument. He lived though. After getting out, Anders immediately shot for where he thought his friend was. The client that hired Farid was dead, killed by a Kamal missile that was hurled over the walls. In his boot was a key that opened a box. Inside was Farid and Leif's pay(well not really, it was meant for Anders, but ya know, details details), and a bit of paper. The paper documented several plans, including but not limited to, proposal to the high king for banning all intoxicants, the possibility of the construction of a Thu'um academy, and soul-trapping undesirables. The Black-Briars had contracted the Thieves Guild, of which Anders was a part of, to steal these documents, but Anders failed and was thrown in prison. Instead of handing it over to the Black-Briars though, Farid and Leif gave the paper to Ashav for review.

Not that any of that would matter though, as the Kamal took no time in finally taking the city. In a strange display of honor, the Kamal commander sent a request for a duel to Windhelm's Jarl, Lodevemar. The Jarl accepted, and was unceremoniously slaughtered by the giant. As fired-up guards and citizens rushed out to avenge Lodevemar, the Kamal seized the opportunity and launched ice spikes straight into the gears of the open gates, jamming them. The Snow Demons charged in and began killing all resisters. Our company and several others escaped through underground tunnels, leading out into Anga's Mill. The bridge crossing a crevice before the exit fell, though, and many people fell straight to the dooms, one meeting their end by a dagger wielded by a certain someone. It only got worse after emerging at the mill, as the Kamal were already there, patrolling with mounts. The company and other survivors bolted into the woods, towards Dawnstar, and even more people were killed, including Utu-Ja, then-commandeered by Haeo.

The survivors stopped shortly at Nightgate Inn, and continued on to Dawnstar, where the company spent the night. This is where Ashav met the company's benefactor, a Nord named Gustav. He was the client that hired the company for, and financed the Reach expedition and got the mercenaries a place to stay in Windhelm(it was a bare warehouse, but that's an aside). The Nord was allegedly guided by the words of a prophet who told of a great crisis in the future, and had used the Reach mission as a field-trial. The prophet then relayed that the first conflict would be in Windhelm. What Gustav did not know, however, was that the conflict would be headed by denizens of Akavir. Currently, Gustav is not sure of the next step to take against the invaders. In the mean time, while their benefactor waits for further word from his prophet, our company is joining up with Dawnstar sailors and the East Empire Company along with the Jarl and his men on a rescue operation to Winterhold. Another disaster struck the town, and it is no more, aside from the College, which has been cut off from the mainland due to the bridge collapsing.

The way over was bumpy, but most everyone made it. Now on the 14th of Sun's Height, The Courtesan floats near the College of Winterhold. Currently aboard are Dumhuvud, Leif, Sadri, Orakh, Rhasha'Dar, and a few sailors, who are fighting off Ice Wraiths after sailing over to a shoreline when they saw smoke rising into the air, denoting a fire and possibly a survivor. The rest, that being Sevine, Farid, Roze, Do'Karth, Ariane, Keegan, S'Riracha, Tsleeixth, Solveig, Sagax, and seven NPC sailors, have gone through the Midden after doing a bit of rock climbing and are now in the College proper.

Holy fuck so much shit has gone by.
Vacuous platitudes and mantras piss me off.

Find something original to say, or at the fucking least say something that's already been said but put it in your own words. Stop regurgitating what your Guru of The Week told you yesterday.

For maximum immersion, imagine Sagax whistling the theme of "Hogan's Heroes" as he climbs.
Arms crossed and with a none-too-amused look on his face, Sagax leered at Farid, but said nothing. He was sure Farid wanted nothing more than for him to get angry. He just seemed like that kind of person, one to take great satisfaction out of getting a rise out of people. Sagax would make sure he missed his fix, though, at least from him. He had no intention of giving the fool so much as an inch. Instead, his frown turned into a smirk. "Oh of course, Farid. Such tribulation would not fit your delicate form very well. Besides, you just got your nails done!" Before he could make his way to the rope though, Do'Karth had already volunteered and begun climbing. He was a surprisingly good climber, though Sagax wondered if he was gripping the rope just a little too hard...would be hard to blame him if he was, though, such a drop would be unpleasant to say the least. Sagax was pleased to see Do'Karth disappear over the ledge and hear him call back down that he had been successful.

After Do'Karth sent the climbing equipment back down, Sevine suggested that they all climb up the rope, and once in the College proper, find a sturdy enough ladder to get back down later. It wasn't a bad idea in itself, but Sagax had concerns, and Roze voiced similar. It would take great agility to climb the icy wall ahead, and not everyone grew up climbing chapel spires. After shooting a glare befitting their environment at Farid, Roze made her way up to the ledge. She had a better time of it than Do'Karth, thanks to the holes in the ice the Beastman made as he went up with the climbing axe. After the climbing gear once again hit the ground with a thud, Sagax stepped forward and started to prepare for his climb. "Welp, my turn I suppose. I think we should get everyone we can up top, and then the rest should wait here while we find a proper ladder or something. No need for anyone to plummet to a cold grave, ya?"

The climb wasn't as bad as he thought it would be. With the climbing tools and a sturdy rope to keep him steady, it felt just like climbing buildings back in the Imperial City, same death drops and everything. The gauntlets from Vori helped immensely as well; his hand didn't slip a single time. They were very well made, to be certain. Parts of the wall seemed to threaten to give way in some spots, but nothing went awry, thankfully. How embarrassing would it be for him to slip and fall now, after scaling the Windhelm wall as Kamal were firing glaciers at him? Silly silly indeed. Aside from the aforementioned scares, Sagax's climb went very smoothly and he found himself up at the top with Do'Karth and Roze before he knew it, though the weight of his new armor slowed him down just a little. Sending the kit back down, the Imperial stood with his comrades and watched as Roze poked and prodded at the lock on the door.

"So, any luck yet?"
@Frizan

Y'know, looking over Sagax's appearance bit, I've realised that you haven't mentioned what colour his eyes are!
TELL US
WE MUST KNOW


Pure black, obvs. Yeah, plot twist, Sagax is actually Clavicus Vile. GCold and Schaft were really iffy about it, but they decided to let me test-run the idea and then later allowed it in full. Real great chaps they are, allowing for such a diverse cast

Joking aside, coulda sworn I had his eye color in there somewhere, but I guess not. Updated.
Ha, suckers. I never bother with pictures in the first place, so I never have to spend time finding any.
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He's racist against foxes.

Khajit know no shame, obvs.
Taking another look at that roster, based on who's where I'm fairly certain at least one person's gonna get shoved overboard by their mates.

But who though. I wonder. Hmmmm.
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