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4 yrs ago
Current Sometimes it doesn’t matter too much what choice you make, as long as you make it quick and stick to it.
4 yrs ago
Merry Easter, one and all. Happy Day if you celebrate it or, if not, I just hope it was a happy day anyways
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4 yrs ago
Just had a long weekend of travel, weddings, and hangovers. I will reply ASAP once my head stops hurting. Apologies for the delay
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4 yrs ago
You should laugh every moment you live, for you'll find it decidedly difficult afterwards.
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4 yrs ago
Remember never to step on a mans Timbs. Entirely not based.

Bio

Hey there, I assume you want to know about me so here it is...

The name is gowia (g-ow-ee-ah) or Alex. Or anything else you come up with, I'm not fussy.

I am a 25 year old male, though comfortably I'll play anything as a character.

I am a Brit born and bred and so that is my lingo, I use British words and love my slang, and if I don't seem to make sense I may simply be using English idioms that don't translate outside the rural country abodes I swan around.

I enjoy all sorts of things, I am an avid football (soccer) player and supporter, adore music, and live for a good story. I am in love with history. So you will always get a decent plot or conversation out of me on that subject.

If there is anything else you need to ask, feel free too. I swear I don't bite... much.

Most Recent Posts

No they don't really. They are only there to stop someone being amazing at everything, it's the RPers prerogative if they wish to use all or not. Well I dont think they would. You will be the best for exporting science and, probably, liberalism however it wouldnt bring stability. Although with a democracy you have very much got a slight boost to stability, but you open yourself up to A LOT more extremism, in regards to events etc.
So basically everyone has a basic set of brackets that their numbers could fall into depending on my rolls e.g Army totals go up to 60,000 max, and 30,000 at least with no army traits whatsoever. Then, using your trait choices, these brackets are moved up or down to reflect the strengths and weaknesses. A friend of mine designed a programme I use to do all this in one quick and easy swoop. In regards to stability having more than 8 or 9 traits means the brackets for stability is lowered however it doesn't mean you will automatically have a bad stability. Having spare points does not help your stability, no. Let me know when you have made the change and I will start your rolls.
Sounds like a good plan.
God to see some decent and invested interest here. I shall take a minute to answer any questions...and if I take a look through current NS I may make some rolls depending on whether or not I can be arsed to do a one off or wait for a few more and binge roll.
God what has this turned into...and here I was thinking this could a calm and conservative RP...ah well. I think I will survive this madness. :) Also, how many characters are wanted before we start?
Ahhhhh now that makes sense, yeah that's a fair point. I would be sold on the idea of a 'Bronn-esque' character but I am not GM. SO the final decision is not mine.
Lord Jakob Frey, Lord of the Crossing Jakob tried to give a warm smile to his new Dornish acquaintance however his eyes were still quite dry and so the appearance was of an obviously fake smile, when in reality it was genuine. Running his hands over his face, Jakob chuckled at her mention of her own height. At least this was a lady who didn't take herself too seriously, much like young Khailey, and it was a nice change from most of the ladies that came from the Riverlands. As she introduced herself Jakob made a slight bow and then stood upright again, holding his spine slightly straighter than before. A natural reaction to anyone of a Great House. Reaching too one side Jakob plucked a new cup of wine from a platter and offered it too Adrienne. "Well Adrienne Martell, daughter of Prince Olyvar, it is a pleasure to meet you. I am Jakob Frey, Lord of the Crossing. I don't suppose we'll ever have properly spoken. Dorn is practically a different country to the Riverlands. I apologise for my discrepancy earlier, I am in quite the rush. The Twins very rarely boasts a guest list quite like this and so if I wish to network, one must do it now. For example with a Dornish princess. How goes Dorn?" Just then another woman arrived, for Jakob he couldn't believe his luck, but then his mind returned to business and he looked the newcomer for a sigil. He then spotted the Stag and knew it was one of the last Baratheons. Jakob was openly surprised that any remained as he knew how much the Targaryens had lost to Robert over 2 centuries ago. "Evening, my lady. I did not think the Baratheons would want to be here. However it is always a pleasure. If you do not mind, I was just asking my young friend here about Dorn. Perhaps after you may tell us of the Stormlands?" With these two new parties Jakob's mind was spinning with possibilities and plans. With the conversation looking to take a turn that he wanted Jakob leaned over and asked an orderly to find and bring Ser Vernan Lannister. This may quickly become a conversation he wanted to be part of.
Before Jack could get a response out of his mysterious drinking buddy he heard the door to the bar-n slam open in the sort of way that screamed 'the authorities' and self-righteousness. Hunkering down he decided it was better than trying to draw attention to himself. He was sure the kid wasn't dead and fights were quite common so nobody would be lining up to rat him out. Though someone normally did, Jack just hoped it was one of those where they didn't. He was in no mood to deal with camp security, much less those pompous, self-entitled peacekeepers, most from god knows where. Jack had no real problem of them being there however he did have a problem that they had arrived and simply taken over running the camp. No vote, election or candidate to be found. Too Jack that sounded like an occupation, but of course the 'situation' has deemed this necessary. Taking another sip of his drink, Jack thought maybe it was his lucky day. And then he heard the angry voice behind him. The distinct Japanese accent screamed UN and Jack muttered some muted curses to himself. Taking down the last of his drink he spun around on his seat and then sat back. The group of men were imposing though it was a surprise to see the middle one clutching at his sword. Not that peaceful and pretty aggressive too a man who was 'innocent until proven guilty' and one that was offering no form of resistance. "Officer, this may be your first time interviewing a 'suspect', but it's not mine. And I promise you, if you keep shouting and going to pull your sword out you will scare away your witnesses, and that will probably give a nice big wall of no evidence to work with. So how about I give you my version of events, then you tell me your usual sermon and realize you are dealing with the situation like a bloody ametuer." Another drink was brought forward but Jack raised his hand and shook his head. He really wanted a drink but he also wasn't going to impair himself anymore than he had, the world was quite fuzzy now. "See, me and my friends were over there having a friendly game of cards, there may have been some gambling, I'm not sure my mind is hazy at that part. Anyway, then I play a hand that I thought was unbeatable, it's looking like I am about to win and then suddenly the err..." Jack attempted to lean around the hulking forms of the soldiers to try and spot the boy. "...newest member of our game played a winning hand. Now, as anyone would be, I was fairly mad at this point. I hate to lose. But then as the kid leans over to collect his chips a card falls from his sleeve. See he had been cheating to get the win. Now cheating, none of us here can abide, and so there was a bit of red mist. I'm not entirely sure again what happened, probably the drink, and the next thing I know the kid is on the floor and I am walking over here." Jack lent back with a wry and innocent looking smile on his face. "So officers, unless you have any real evidence then can I get back to my drinking? Because if not then I am going to claim witness intimidation 'till the cows come home, that armour and sword is fairly scary after all, and probably get off scot free anyways. Besides, this is some minor bar scrap, why send in the tanks for this? Aren't there other problems? Like the dead. Or is this just because you blue-topped boys wanted to exert your power again. Remind me when any of us decided we wanted you to take over the security and policing here?"
My idea of the lore would probably be a few Dothraki came over with Daeny however I'm not sure how they would do in regards to keeping their culture alive due to most having an inability to cross from Essos, and so having to marry outside Dothraki etc. Also even if that was okay I can't see them being welcomed into Westeros politics, more likely forced in and then spat out much worse off.
Well I would be waiting on Vertical butttttt...I dont want too so I shall just get a post up :)
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