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3 yrs ago
Current Memes aside, pineapples on pizza is ok actually. Being shat on for liking things different from other people gets old after a while.
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3 yrs ago
Hark, it seems I am in dire need of medical attention that is easily accessible by specialized containers we call medical bags.
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3 yrs ago
no one cares about christmas. What is important is how we let some strange old man in red in our house depositing mysterious packages and never question him for it
4 yrs ago
Oh shit, I'm sorry
5 yrs ago
instructions unclear, snorted all the dicks
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Ettamri Belarence


Two thick furry cloak, large enough to drape over herself and more, flint, two bottles of alcohol she had squirreled away underneath the floorboards of her home, as well as some supplies for a few days of travel and to find her way should she become lost somewhere. A sharp knife, the tarnished sword, and the greatclub. The remnants of her greatsword lay at rest in her home for now, when she has enough money to make use of the steel for something else. The alcohol... well, she found the alcohol gave her an odd sense of energy whenever she drank them. Her armour, of course, was worn, with the bandages all around her body to hide... her 'discolorations'.

The rest went as expected, they took some papers, did all the necessary prepwork, and finally got lead to the wagon station, where they were expected to pick out a wagon to haul to the fort. Easy enough, but...

“Not that this is heavy or anything, of course. I can hold this foreverrrrrrr, but daylight’s dying so hurry up and pick one already.”

"Don't overwork yourself, turnip." Sighing, she picked up the child while Katya still holding onto the sack, and set both her and the sack inside a sturdy looking wagon, or at least, sturdy enough for their purpose. Hanging her backpack onto the side of the wagon, she signaled to everyone else. "Alright, we'll fill this one up. All sacks inside first, before you put your belongings in there, or you can hang it on the sides like I did. Anyone who slacks off can expect both their legs broken, before being thrown in the dumps like the trash they are."

"You," Ettamri pointed to the mage. "Make sure we have enough loaded. Oversee the loading. I'll pick out the horses."
@SkyswimskyYe. Easier that way.
Ettamri Belarence


"Ummm...Miss Ettmari, correct? I do not think that the little girl likes being held up like that."

"Well, she seemed to have escaped her robe, so perhaps she is fine." She replied, holding up the robe.

'She is a little more than fresh, she seems to not even know what she could be caught up in. Yet, I can't blame her. What else could she do? She would have no other skills, so taking a mission with people who looked strong is the best option, but still'.

"Tis no matter. She has earned her own rank. Fight harder so she does not have to, if you are that concerned about her."

“I’m no child! I’m Katya! Mathers said every party needs a warrior and a priest. You’re the warrior, I’m the priest! Now name yourself, Ettamri!”

"I've already named myself. You're speaking my name." She scratched her head in confusion at that, before the small one noticed the bag Siwon held out, and jumped on it, gobbling down the content like a rabid cat. Tossing her robe back to her, Ettamri addressed the rest of the party there.

"Well, we found our priest. From her tag, she should be competent enough. Gather up everything for the two day journey, and finish any business you have left within the city. As for how we share the rewards, we shall split up everything we earn equally, as per usual. You are welcome to get a written charter for everyone to sign should you wish it. Turning around and lifting the large club onto her shoulders again, she took the paper for the request. "We meet back here in a short while, and set out with the caravan immediately. I trust everyone knows what to do already."
Ettamri Belarence


Her blood was boiling.

Ettamri's grip on the club tightened, as the air started to feel a little electric. She had half a mind, no... She WILL ask Muu to settle it outside the city, and she will fight her, and she WILL break every single bone in her body. To make such accusations lightly, to even imply she was the reason Sunface died, it was akin to Muu spitting on both her honor and Sunface's memory. A poor recompensation for her staying behind to save her life.

"Don't you see,[ ]? They are all like that. You should [ ]"

She would have done so, but for the child trying her best to get her attention, as well as the mage's speech.

"Tch... I understand already, lay off my back, jeez. But..." She bent over slightly, picking up the small child one would a kitten. "Whats with this feisty child? She lost?"
Ettamri Belarence


She nodded as the Fiend Knight spoke. Perhaps he wasn't an actual knight? In any case, he sure sounded confident. Still a priest would be useful to find as he suggested. The ranger wisely agreed to her being leader, giving no sort of objection or sign that he will be difficult to handle. Good, that sort of attitude would help immensely; sometimes an order needed to be taken immediately without question.

"You leading... I don't mind. But you should treat your comrades nicer or, otherwise, everyone might die again."

Ettamri laughed loudly at that. "Whether I'm nice or not doesn't matter, now does it? Ah what was it... Yeah, I asked three of you, to help our priest destroy the undead mage first didn't I? You can't even do that, and everyone else paid the price, while you scampered away alive. GAHAHA, BUT TO THINK YOU'D BLAME YOUR OWN INCOMPETENCE ON ME?"

"Are you picking a fight, you trash!?" Her mood turned a quick 180 as she slammed down the large iron club on the ground. "I did not come back to be accused of leaving them to die!"
Ettamri Belarence


"Oh?" Almost immediately after she tried to recruit the Mage, a Ranger sauntered up, all familiar like, wanting to join. And another one, and another one. In a short span of time, she had managed to gather a Mage, a Ranger, a Blade dancer, a Phalanx and a Fiend Knight. The Blade Dancer was, of course, Muu, someone she had met before.

All of this seemed like déjà vu to her. How quickly people had gathered around her, with even one that was in her old team. She felt a sense of impending doom, but... now there were two people who could fight in close quarters as well as divert attention from their less armored party members. A knight, whom she was interested in, considering he was a fellow knight, as well as a spearman holding a shield.

Standing proudly, she announced her name. "I am Ettamri Belarence, daughter of Bocas, son of Camlarant, who fought alongside his father Geval the Wise in the old war, proud heir to the name of Belarence, and bearer of the Rozen crest."

"There is no objection to taking this escort quest, right? I've been to Fort Stalwart before, having participated in the battle to retake it from Tithemal and his orcs. Of course, I should be the leader of this party. If there's any objection to the quest taken, or me leading, speak now or forever hold your peace."

She crossed her arms, waiting for them to choose. If they wanted some easier lower leveled quests, they would be welcome to choose, but she had no time to do menial quests the lesser adventurers should be doing. And if they wanted a new leader... well, then they'd have to prove they were capable of leading.

@OwO@Th3King0fChaos@Rondo of Blood@Skyswimsky@Searat
Ettamri Belarence

She giggled, her hands wrapped around Ettamri, a pleased look upon her face. A wreath of branches, leaves, and one flower sat upon her head, the voluminous white dress she wore billowing unnaturally to unfelt winds.

"Ehehe~, you're finally here. I've been waiting so long!"

A singsong voice, her hand pulled by her, the red skinned child with a pure innocent smile. Ettamri could hardly refuse a small child like this, but she feared of its [ ].

"Come on! Its finally time to [ ]!"

***


With the letter to her family finally written up, sealed and given to a courier, Ettamri sighed, as she moved towards the bounty board.

She walked through the crowd, parting it as if by her sheer presence alone. For indeed, for someone of her stature, and muscles visible through even the cloth wrapping all over her body, many would deem it wise not to rouse her ire. Even with her less than full plate of armor signifying her lack of funds for a full plate, the crest still identified her as one of the House of Belarence, sporting the blue and white field behind a single thorny rose.

A new quest.

She needed another contract. Ettamri had been humbled before, having sought out small time adventurers, thinking she could do most of the job while she used them as extra hands. Her own hubris in thinking they were at least competent enough to finish the task given to them. Perhaps she should have been the spearhead with Gwyn. Perhaps, she should have been trapping the place and luring them there. Perhaps and maybes swirled around her head, until she once again dismissed them.

"Don't forget the past, but don't drag it around neither!" A faint memory of the apple trees she trained under, the gruff old guardsman that had seen a few wars before, the tricks he taught her as well as proper fighting techniques.

Finding a distinct looking person that seems to lack a party, she snapped out of her reminiscing, moving towards him while the crowd parted like water. Those who didn't move away was simply and rudely pushed away. A few looked angry for a moment, before realizing where they were and how big she was.

"You." She spoke to Renault. "From your garb, you seem to be a magician. Join me on the caravan escort quest."

@OwO


Rosemary


She took in a deep breath, the air whistling through her broken flesh as she did so.

There was no regret, no bad feelings, no anger, remorse, fear. Only acceptance. Rosemary really was dead, wasn't she? Thus, there wasn't any real resistance to her repairing her body with parts from the fallen. But...

"I don't care. What about you, Rose?"

Now that Yuno has her attention, Rosemary looked over her for a moment, as if making sure she was repaired as good as possible. Still with barely any expression on her face, she slapped her, before pulling her in for a hug.

"Don't... fight like that... again, please?"

The fear, anxiety, and worry resurfaced slightly, no longer pushed down by the necessity of keeping her combat instincts sharp.

"We leave them. No use fighting."
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