Gareth

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Should I wait for @Shadow Daedalus to post, or can I post again?

@Ashevelendar

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Hi @Thecrash20 I think you can join. but it is not my decision to make.

It's best to tag @Ashevelendar like this so he knows about it.

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I have to say, I really, really, like the map and the timeline and they are very well done.

It makes me excited to be in this story and hopefully I can contribute more than I have as it goes on.

I'm off to work again, have a good day everybody. :)

@Ashevelendar

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The minutes passed as Razer was waiting outside The Ascended Templar's office and then brought inside. There too he had to wait and his body started shaking from his nerves.

At last, what seemed like hours of waiting were over as the Ascended spoke.

Except it was to the gargantu? Razer guessed it was, as he had never really seen one before, only heard of them from others.

As bad etiquette as it was, his father would have had a fit, and yet Razer still listened to the conversation between the two.

Razer himself had no qualms about it.I can easily die, from failing to listen here, and that ain't about to happen... Not to me.

He ran through what he learned in his head, quickly, he was a fast thinker, faster than some would think he was, based on his looks.

The gargan... and ascen.. said hi, blah blah blah... A very dangerous thief stole something precious from artifact place... We have to pick up the other pieces from wasteland... and WHAT?!

Razer was shocked at hearing the Ascended speak so calmly, saying that simply, 'I'll put a bomb in the magi so that if they run, they'll all be blown to bits.'

Before he could reject, the Ascended got someone to inject him with the 'bomb device.' It was his right paw and it burnt like there was fire burning him up from the inside.

After a couple moments of suffering the pain dissipated.

Razer struggled to control his urge to strike the Ascended, but he couldn't prevent his claws coming out.

With lowered eyebrows he glared at the Ascended as Razer waited impatiently and angrily for this to be over.

He turned to the magi, as he spoke up in defense of himself, before he was shut down by one of the guards. Normally, Razer would feel pity first for the magi, but his anger was too strong at the moment, it took control.

He stormed out, ignoring all his 'partners' in this 'quest.' He slammed the Ascended's office door open, Slashing it deeply with his claws as it swung outward. He glared around at all the Holy Templar, anger overcoming the fear he arrived with.

He made his way straight to his rooms and packed up his stuff. It included his weapons which he strapped to his back, as well as a large pouch he attached to a belt loop he had around his waist.

The pouch possessed, flint and tinder, coins from his home land, dried meat, some spices and even a small yet sturdy grappling hook.

Ascended you ain't got the right to turn others to bombs. I'll get you for this. He declared as he waited in his room with his stuff for the departure time.

@Venku@dabombjk@Shadow Daedalus@Ashevelendar@Caits@Wick

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Uhh, sorry if this is being silly or what not.

But, ummm....

Since Gregory has addressed us all and everything.

Is now the time that we notice each other in our posts?

Or should noticing each other/getting acquainted, etc. etc., wait until we are on the road for our mission?

@Ashevelendar

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@AshevelendarMade a slight edit to my into post. I mention'd everyone in the roleplay.

and I made sure my character opened the door and then was almost struck in the face. It makes way more sense that way. xP

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@Ashevelendar Thank you :D

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Ok my three good things.

1.) I posted my character into the character tab.

2.) I decided that my character has been serving at the Citadel for 3 years and that makes him a Templar.

3.) I posted my introduction post to the I.C. @Ashevelendar

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The Citadel's Private Quarters

0500 hours Monday

Razer decided to try reading a book he brought from his home city Varilo, but within minutes of wriggling around on his back he gave up on it. Standing up, off the sub par bed, he rolled his eyes towards the ceiling once again for his poor luck.

It pissed him off that he was a Prince! Total Royalty! Yet, he was given such a crappy room for his stay at the Citadel.

Growling, he opened the door to his room, and was almost struck in the face by a fist.

Razer instantly jumped backwards, in a crouch, paws held in front of him ready to fight.

In front of him were three Holy Templar, all staring at him like he had gone mad.

Razer eyes showed all seriousness and focus, then it hit him like a sack of hammers. Oh.... Totally embarassed at the Holy Templars seeing him like this, Razer scratched his head and kept his eyes on the floor.

"I, uh, didn't notice you were there, holy ones...." He said in an attempt to mollify them.

All three of the Holy Templars seemed to relax at the same time and they all smiled at the same time.
The one in the middle, slightly taller than the other two at his side, spoke up."Nevermind, that. You have more important stuff to worry about, Templar Razer. His Holiness Gregory Ascended Templar Markovic has requested your presence in his office. Please come with us."

Razer went from being relieved to almost shivering. What? Mr. Ascended wants me... It can't be bad stuff. It just can't...

Noticing that the Holy Templar were still waiting for a reply, Razer slowly nodded his head, still trying to convince his brain that it wasn't bad news. That he wasn't going to be sent to the chopping block.

Even so, he managed to keep his head held high as he followed them out and shortly thereafter arrived at the Tower.

He didn't even give the Holy Templar a second glance but even so in that first glance he knew he saw 65 of them. The chained magi, didn't get a second glance either, as he was so preoccupied with his own predicament.

@Ashevelendar@Venku@Shadow Daedalus@Wick@dabombjk@Caits

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Hider

Name : Razer Brunt
Race :Kil'garen
Gender :Male
Age :24
Appearance (I can find a picture if necessary, I only avoided because of the permissions required. I would have to ask their permission to use the picture and them give them credit thereafter. Its easier to just write up a description and have no picture.):A tiger that stands on two legs and has the green eyes. His fur looks just like that of a tiger with the orange and white fur with black stripes.
Razer weighs in at two hundred pounds, but his body is fit, showing off that he regularly excercises. His height is about 6'0".
Fur Color ( only if Kil'garen ) :Orange and white with black stripes.
Eye color :Green.
Height :6'0".
Skills:Navigation, Counting, Swimming.
Weapon Skills: He's best at the Quarterstaff (a thick 6' long metal pole).

His other weapon skill is dual wielding two swords and each sword has a 2' long blade.
History: (Saying this now, I will be throwing in a couple of names of places and stuff that I just made up.)

(Extra note: Let me know how much I have to change in the history as I know I am probably stepping on your toes, and I'd rather not do that.)

In the south east of Mal'Gar, there is a city called Vorilo. The place is a hubub of trade and craftsmanship. The Kil'garen were very happy as they had care-free lives, since the 'money making skills' in town were passed down from parents to children, generation to generation.

The community looked after each other. No one was abused. The ruling family made sure that everyone lived in harmony. This family's name were the Brunts and they are a royal family. They've been royalty ever since Razer's great, great, great, great, (about 10 more greats) grandfather defeated a vicious monster and saved the Kil'Garen species from extinction. That battle took place several hundred years ago.

Sadly things currently have taken a turn for the worse, and its been this way for a while. Vorilo is no longer a carefree place as the Empire has strict dominion over them. And as much as the Kil'garen do not like the Empire, they also know that if they resist they will be crushed under the Empire's mighty foot.

This was the case ever since the Empire won the war against the Magi, 100 years ago.

Now the Brunt's family's heir, is Razer, a young tigerish Kil'garen. He's been raised with care by his parents. Shown the ways of governance by his father at nightfall, and learning about how to get around the city and even swimming from his mother during daylight.

One thing was made clear by them, "Always give the Empire what they want. If they say go on your knees, you go on your knees and kiss their boots." His parent's words still ringing in his head from their constant lectures.

Occasionally Razer was able to slip away with an excuse to either his father or his mother, in order to get away from it all. He would cover his face and wear drabby clothes just so he could be an 'normal Kil'Garen' not 'Sir Prince Razer Brunt', and just have friendly conversation with others who didn't have royalty tied around their necks like he did.

When he was close to full grown, Razer's parents threw him into combat training. "You have got to learn to fight, boy, or you will end up on the end of a sword one day. That's the world we live in.", his father explained after Razer asked the no-no question ,'Why?'

So he spent quite a few years training daily with many different weapons, but the only ones he excelled at were swords and the quarterstaff. He even bested Vorillo's Guard Captain, defeating him in a one on one duel and the captain was recognized as the best swords man around.

One day, during one of the Empire's visits, a large group of disciplined soldiers led by a very scary looking warrior, came to get Razer and took him away back to the Citadel. They didn't give a reason why to his parents, despite their demanding to know.

Only after Razer asked for the tenth time, did the scary looking warrior gruffly say, "I haven't been told, but to me its pretty obvious, your a good fighter. Also is it not better to be at the Citadel than a dead threat to the Empire?" Razer nodded in agreement.

Once at the Citadel Razer was given the option to serve the Citadel or be executed. Not surprisingly, he chose to serve.





Predisposition to the Magi:Razer is indifferent to the Magi, they are strangers to him as Razer has never even met a single Magi.
Personality :
Despite being royalty, Razer is far from aloof. He is friendly enough and willing to greet others despite what they look like.

He is also honest. He will refuse to lie even to spare someone's feelings. Razer's motto is, "Let the Truth be known", although there are rare exceptions, like if saying the truth will get him killed, then obviously he isn't stupid enough to do that.

He is also very attentive, that is to the point of stopping to listen at doors and walls, just to see if something is going on at the other side.

He does have alot of pride though and if someone insults him or his family, Razer has a tendency to become enraged.
Notes ( things purely for story ) : I don't have any of these. I'm sorry.