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I'm afraid I won't be able to post tonight, I'm beat. Just got off a 18 hour mission. I'll do my absolute best to at least read and stay up to date on the post's though. My character is also probably out of reach. He's in town chillin' while people are at the lakes and such. This kinda helps me since I can't post right away but whenever anyone wants our characters to meet, I'll steer my post into a fitting direction.
Sorry everyone, for my lack of post's, yesterday and today aren't just because of the time difference. I had a really long day yesterday and I got another really long day ahead of me. I just wanted to give a courtesy post to let you guys know I'm still here.
After Elijah spent some time the market, eating on a loaf of fresh bread. He browsed the vendor's inventories for some time, not with any real intent on spending his hard earned coin on such pointless treasures. Food, water, and lodging were his only concern, and of course the occasional new set of clothes and cloaks. One man near by was speaking quite loudly, excitedly spouting words about falling stars. Eli had no interest of a falling star, probably just a drunk who witnessed a shooting star, he was about to move on but the man grasped his arm. "They fell from the sky, the heavens even! This I swear." he yelled, now moving on to another poor bastard who had to smell his foul breath upon their face.

Now Elijah wasn't one to take the town crazy serious, nor did he care what may or may not have fallen from the sky, so he did the smart thing and headed to the nearest tavern. The Shady Bucket. A pub where the foulest of men go to prove they're among the ranks of big and bad. Coincidentally, they also sold the best ale around for half the price. It was a short walk away, now escaping the roar of the market, the streets grew dark and quite. The Shady Bucket was located in the middle of an alley, it's walkway lined with spilled brew, blood and vomit. It really was the lowest of the low but it offered freedom from the authorities, not even they dared come here. "I'll have the usual." said Elijah as he walked in and stood by the bar.

"Ah, Eli, my friend. How did the tournament go?" said a portly man with a heavily stained bar apron and a balding head. "It went alright, third round was fun though." he finished with a smirk before grabbing the freshly poured pint from Davlomin and headed towards his favorite table.
I want to apologize, my current time zone seems to put me at a disadvantage for posting. While I sleep is when you guys are on :( I'll try to keep up though.
I want to apologize, my current time zone seems to put me at a disadvantage for posting. While I sleep is when you guys are on :( I'll try to keep up though.
I'm really rusty so seeing what you guys post is really fun for me. great stuff guys. As for meeting up, my character only just left the Inn so I'm down for whatever.
Perhaps as the RP progresses, I could encounter someone, maybe one of the RPers that know a great many things old and ancient, someone who might have knowledge about my bracers "Flaming" nature.
Elijah was recovering from last night's tournament, his wounds were minor and would likely be healed by sundown and he'd be ready to go at it again. Being number one for some low life fight club wasn't much to brag about but it kept coin in his pocket. He occasionally landed a high paying fight for the nobles who had a thirst for living on the edge and watching illegal fights in their manors. It was hard to deny the thrill of a good fight, his feral blood assured that but above all else, Eli was in it for the money. Since no one wanted to give him answers about his parents and what happened 24 years ago, he knew only large quantities of coin could grease the right hands. Getting a real job in the port would probably pay better but since being branded, he can never get a real job so fighting is all he has.

The wood floor creaked under Elijah's feet as he stepped out of bed, holding a hand lightly on his ribs. The Beggars Inn, it was just as hospitable as the name implied but it beat sleeping in the dirt outside so a portion of Eli's winnings went to keeping a room open for him. @ "98, 99, 100 gold coins." Elijah counted the contents of his coin pouch for the second time. He set aside a number of coins for the inn keeper to further secure his room, then another stack for meals, the rest went into his coin purse and was stuffed under his left bracer. Elijah stood at the window and looked out, watching the people scurry around the streets like rodents. Just then, the smell of fresh bread drifted through the window and caught his attention. "I could eat." he thought to himself, grabbing his cloak and money, then heading out to the streets with the rodents.

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I want to say now, since two pages were posted, that my internet is somewhat unreliable. Being deployed grants me a good bit of time to RP but the internet isn't as cooperative lol. Anyway, I never got an answer on my previous question.
I left my Night Bringers bracers open for plot development so maybe they can have a much bigger purpose later, that'd be cool. Otherwise maybe I could unlock some sort of offensive/defensive magic with them here within the story. I enjoy having room to grow and get stronger rather than being the one all-end all characters.
I was just wondering if I could get some info on this, I'm still going to jump into the IC though. I already have a cool idea if the bracers are simply used for some kind of magical power, FIRE. I got a whole flaming werewolf that can breath fire idea cooking in my head hahaha. I also read that people are trying to figure out friendships and such, my character is a loner, based on his history, and would likely need some time to warm up to members of this group so I gotta play to that nature so just so you guys know.
It'll take some time to look through all this but I admire it's creativity.
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