Ji'sien, listened in amazement, hearing that she had slain trolls, vampires and even werewolves! She had ventured all over Tamriel, likely to more places he could count, starting even younger then he had. Conjuration and Destruction sure was powerful magic he thought until finally he heard the others speak. He had put his two cents in the conversation, he had started it to his knowledge, but then he was asked a question by the woman he was speaking with.
Well, you see. I've lived in a shack all my life. I took care of my parents, having to from time to time steal from taverns in nearby towns. I never struck in the same place twice, as to not ruin their business, but I had to go all over, to inns, taverns, shops and all sorts of places. Of course, we lived in a shack, far from any guards or townsfolk so if we were attacked it was more or less 'Over'. Sadly a dragon seemed to be passing, and managed to spot my dad while he was chopping logs. He, in an attempt to lure it away, was killed. It came back and killed my mom, and I had to hide in a cellar as my home was destroyed. All I had was, what I have now." He said with a sigh. "And as soon as I got away I signed up for this, I have nothing to lose, I mean, I still want to live life and what not, but I have nothing to lose now. I find that my time is better spent fighting a fight the Dragonborn couldn't finish, rather then steal from people my whole life." he finished, having said a mouthful. It wasn't much really, his parents died, now he fought dragons, that happened to often to count, but the people would just become criminals. He looked over, seeing that the groups Healer had brought a ton of food and potions, and a weapon too! They had to have saved up for this moment, as it was quite a lot of stuff and likely a lot to carry he thought.
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Space flourished with a great glow, and as did The Unthinkable Wonderer, fastest ship in the galaxy of Draddlin. An, understaffed crew to say the least, it did all it could in a go to recruit new crew members, oh but this was no ordinary ship, it was a pirate ship! It stole and looted, and had fierce crew, at least, usually. The police chased them to the ends of the galaxy, and bounty hunters were often hired to attack the ship. This is the story of the people of this galaxy, and the pirates of this ship.
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Ray awoke from his sleep, he had been out cold for a while, as it was the time marked as 'Night' by the time. A universal time in which everybody used mostly though Ray just used it for sleeping routines, the only places that didn't use the 'universal time' were planets themselves, who had arranged timelines and times. He stood to his feet, groggily and began a stumble out of his room, where he was met with his office. Looking around for a moment he realized that he needed to do a status report or something along these lines. He sat into his chair and pressed down on a button pad on his computer. Speaking into the computer, his voice was heard over station intercomms. "Alright everybody get on up, if you aren't already. Make sure everything is running properly on the ship, any hull breaches, engine exploding, fire on the ship or ninjas. Make sure the ship is still working, can't have any fatal accidents. He finished as he began looking over his crews names, as they were written on a computer file, as well as going over everything he needed to check himself, for the thousandth time.
Ray awoke from his sleep, he had been out cold for a while, as it was the time marked as 'Night' by the time. A universal time in which everybody used mostly though Ray just used it for sleeping routines, the only places that didn't use the 'universal time' were planets themselves, who had arranged timelines and times. He stood to his feet, groggily and began a stumble out of his room, where he was met with his office. Looking around for a moment he realized that he needed to do a status report or something along these lines. He sat into his chair and pressed down on a button pad on his computer. Speaking into the computer, his voice was heard over station intercomms. "Alright everybody get on up, if you aren't already. Make sure everything is running properly on the ship, any hull breaches, engine exploding, fire on the ship or ninjas. Make sure the ship is still working, can't have any fatal accidents. He finished as he began looking over his crews names, as they were written on a computer file, as well as going over everything he needed to check himself, for the thousandth time.
I'll be waiting for you to finish yours then.
Still wondering if I should start it now....
Ji'Sien walked, as a bit more chitter came about, nothing out of the ordinary, but the dunmar seemed to think less of it, as they had been walking a ways ahead for a while, maybe they just liked being infront. He yawned, they were going to set up camp earlier then usual is what he thought. The sun was setting, but Ji wasn't, sure a simple yawn could escape but he was the night owl, and his fur would keep him warm through the night, "I can stay watch, I usually stay up till far late, and if an ice troll or something finds us on the mountain... he said, the others starting the fire, and the so called "leader" of the group the Dunmar who leaded the march. He thought for a good long moment and spoke once more, "I don't think we should have a leader. I mean, we should put things to votes... If we have one person forcing everyone else to do something, somebody will be less then happy."
He sat next to the Breton, Surani, they had apperantly read a bit, sadly he was not usually reading, as he never had the money for it. She seemed to be writing in a diary as well, he looked around at the group thinking. 'Well I guess I have to make friends, less I risk being eaten when the food supply runs low.' Looking over at the Breton he said, "So what did you do before dragons came about?" he said his eyes tlazing over the people sitting at the small camp, was an odd thought bubbling in his head, he actually joined some group to take on dragons. Beasts he could never think of facing, and yet despite the constant knowing of 'I am going to die' the feeling of being able to fight for the lives of others made him feel a bit more like. 'I am going to die a hero!' But nonetheless dying was apart of, and he wasn't a fan of dying so early. Peprhaps he could try spellcasting, or learn how to truly fight, shield and spear. Or possibly the smaller things like reading, they were all thoughts, he likely would die before ever fullfilling them but it was a hope.
He sat next to the Breton, Surani, they had apperantly read a bit, sadly he was not usually reading, as he never had the money for it. She seemed to be writing in a diary as well, he looked around at the group thinking. 'Well I guess I have to make friends, less I risk being eaten when the food supply runs low.' Looking over at the Breton he said, "So what did you do before dragons came about?" he said his eyes tlazing over the people sitting at the small camp, was an odd thought bubbling in his head, he actually joined some group to take on dragons. Beasts he could never think of facing, and yet despite the constant knowing of 'I am going to die' the feeling of being able to fight for the lives of others made him feel a bit more like. 'I am going to die a hero!' But nonetheless dying was apart of, and he wasn't a fan of dying so early. Peprhaps he could try spellcasting, or learn how to truly fight, shield and spear. Or possibly the smaller things like reading, they were all thoughts, he likely would die before ever fullfilling them but it was a hope.
It is very much Rp driven. I mean, sure you have the twenty level 30 Battle Mages rushing in and burning everything to the ground, but what about the guys who don't fight bad things because they are bad, but instead fights them because he has no choice, and if he doesn't do it who will. That kind of thing. At least thats the kind of thing I went for when I went with a terribly skilled teenager.
I've put a post in. If I certainly can't keep up, then I can assuredly rp out of it till next chapter, perhaps better trained.
Ji'sien had mostly stayed quiet, as he was traveling with new adventures he had never met. And, seeing as he was climbing to the highest point on the planet he had other things on his mind. Like, for example, not dying of a heart attack so young. The snow was ice cold, as it would be, and he didn't have much for the cold, besides a small coat. He didn't really pack much, just his weapons and tools, as he didn't have the money for anything, and all he had was what he had leaving, which was of course nothing. He clearly wasn't a combat ready orc or something, nor was he an argonian with scales off armor. Oh no, he had fur to keep him oh so not exactly warm. And the dunmar's speech didn't help a bit.
For a while he just listens to the others chat about places, themselves, and whatever else people chatted about while traveling, it bothered him slihtly about how they went all these places and did this or that and he was just a street rat of a boy, who lived in a little shack until his parents died. But so is life, he thought. And hell, maybe the greybeards would have something for him, but of course, twas unlikely, as of course he was the street rat, rather then the warrior. I guess he could classify as a thief or something, but he only stole when he had to, I guess he could help the team pick locks into places or so.
His ears flickered in the cold as the others continued to chat, as he only continued to doubt his journey and everything he was doing. 'This isn't my fight' he thought almost stopping in place for a few seconss. 'I am going to die, trying to fight a battle only the dragonborn could win' he continued in his head, 'the dragonborn, that bastard!' No prophecy, just empty lies and loud shouts.' He finally finished his ongoing chat with himself. Finally an orc said their name. Tandagh or something, he felt himself able to speak for a moment. "Hi Tandagh, my name is Ji'sien. I am to my knowledge going to be the weak link." He said, his usual enthusiasm or happiness lacking slightly. He took a breath as the air thinned, he spoke again. "Born and raised in a shack, Ji's my name, occasional stealing in order to survive....Is my game..." he said finally, he said it in an odd way, but meh, he hadn't much of a silver tungue.
For a while he just listens to the others chat about places, themselves, and whatever else people chatted about while traveling, it bothered him slihtly about how they went all these places and did this or that and he was just a street rat of a boy, who lived in a little shack until his parents died. But so is life, he thought. And hell, maybe the greybeards would have something for him, but of course, twas unlikely, as of course he was the street rat, rather then the warrior. I guess he could classify as a thief or something, but he only stole when he had to, I guess he could help the team pick locks into places or so.
His ears flickered in the cold as the others continued to chat, as he only continued to doubt his journey and everything he was doing. 'This isn't my fight' he thought almost stopping in place for a few seconss. 'I am going to die, trying to fight a battle only the dragonborn could win' he continued in his head, 'the dragonborn, that bastard!' No prophecy, just empty lies and loud shouts.' He finally finished his ongoing chat with himself. Finally an orc said their name. Tandagh or something, he felt himself able to speak for a moment. "Hi Tandagh, my name is Ji'sien. I am to my knowledge going to be the weak link." He said, his usual enthusiasm or happiness lacking slightly. He took a breath as the air thinned, he spoke again. "Born and raised in a shack, Ji's my name, occasional stealing in order to survive....Is my game..." he said finally, he said it in an odd way, but meh, he hadn't much of a silver tungue.
My next post may take a while, as I am in poor health.. I am truly sorry for this but as they say, Real Time before Game Time....Do they even say that?
I'm likin this. All of you are accepted, Laggia, a little dodgey but other then that good. Yog, finisher up and I will try to get around to checking it. Anyways, I am quite frankly in poor health, I am going to make a few decisions as to how I am going to run this. Anyways, if you want more then 1 char, this is okay, but you will as a result be held to a slightly higher standard. If you have any questions I will attempt to answer them soon!
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