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Current I am bad, and that is good. I will never be good, and that's not bad. There is no-one I'd rather be, but me.
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Haha. Sorry drew. That'll probably become an IC joke just to warn you,

Thanks for the clarification damon.
Lol yeah I noticed the ratio. The avatar ratio is a little more balanced though. That is unless lynx is indeed male... Sorry. Couldn't tell from the pic and I don't think it is specified. We also have no cat people. I will probably play as a cat person. I'm afraid I likely won't be playing a female. I have lots of female characters on the run at the moment and wanna make a male character. I will probably go great knight. I have a couple of questions though.

Firstly. Seeing as it is meant to be a video mmo game setting should we be listing the skills/abilities our characters have and their levels? The rest is basically weapon elaborations for the warrior classes. What is meant by the limited melee weapons for the champion for example and what weapons are the defenders not allowed to use?
The girl watched with interest as Kayal healed her wounds and, when he was done, she thanked him again. She retracted her feet to inspect them herself now feeling much more at ease. She could run again if she had to.

The argonion woman came over, apparently done looting her two victims and now was suddenly eager to help her. That being said the woman had saved her from the two slavers so she couldn't be too bad really the bosmer supposed. The woman offered out a bottle of something vile looking and the girl eyed it suspiciously, unsure if she wanted to touch the concoction. Just then her stomach gurgled and the decision was made for her.

"Who are you people?" She asked before taking a swig of the potion. Eugh. The woman hadn't been lying about the flavour.
The girl nodded agreement with the mans first statement. She was much warmer and the material of the coat felt great against her skin. For a moment she felt guilty for having dirtied this kind mans coat and then she decided she simply didn't care. Being warm was well worth inconveniencing a stranger and, considering what she had seen that day, things happened that rendered such a small problem obsolete. Having thought that through she began to feel silly for having felt guilt at all.

A glimmer of light and the question "May I?" Bought the girl to attention and she realised she had let her mind wonder. The tiredness was beginning to get to her head. She would need to sleep soon. The girl watched the man make a gesture suggesting he wanted to treat her feet. Almost uncaringly, and yawning as she did so, she nodded. She would permit him to tend her injuries.
The girl sat shivering as the man crouched before her, less hostile now but ready to turn on the slightest provocation. The girl hadn't been lying. She was bitterly cold now she had stopped moving. The dampness, general temperature and the wind all seemed to have ganged up on her. She was completely unable to resist the warm looking coat this stranger offered her. She leant forwards, gingerly at first then suddenly sped up to snatch it from his hands before he could change his mind. She leant back clutching it to her like a blanket before putting it on. After a moments consideration she looked back to the man. He couldn't be that bad if he was willing to give her a coat. It could still be a trick of course but she did feel much better now.

"Thank you." She said, looking into the mans eyes as she said it with her own beginning to lose that sense of fear and expose a warm soul beneath the battered exterior.
I'll betcha' all thought I had left didn't you? Nahhh... Been waiting until theres a good few cs sheets up so I can see what gaps are left to fill. I like doing that.

I will likely be putting up my cs tomorrow. In the meantime I am open to suggestion. What classes/jobs do you guys think the group could do with?

I'm thinking warrior. Probably great knight after looking through whats here. We have no warrior class characters thus far although paragons could almost certainly do the tanking well and theres plenty of damage dealers. Something of a glass cannon without a tank to take the aggro though.
Wow I feel rusty. Doesn't help that I can't always post the moment I have the inspiration. :/ not talking site problems exclusively. Rl has been pretty demanding too.
The injured, filthy and terrified bosmer girl looked on in horror as the blood of two was spilt on the beach with petrifying ease. Clumsy and frantic in her movements she clawed her way back away from the gradually widening space of red sand stopping only when a boulder obstructed her path. Even when crawling she seemed to hobble, unable to place weight through one of her feet.

A second person arrived and startled the girl who flinched into the rock, cracking her head hard against it before rubbing it better as best as she could. The stranger came down the hill and she eyed the weapon at his belt warily. Everyone she had met within her recollection seemed to wield a weapon and, thus far, none of them had been unwilling to use those weapons. She had no reason to believe this man would be different and as he approached she bared her teeth and hissed at him in a barbaric and truly ferocious manner one would expect from a cornered animal. With her damaged feet and the rocks and hills behind her a cornered animal was more or less exactly what she was. Her wide eyes stuck perfectly to the man, unblinking and completely hostile and yet, unlike the rest of her, they retained their natural beauty despite the dirt and the blood. Once cleaned the girl would likely be very attractive indeed. For now though she was little more than a beast.

"Are you alright ma'am." The man asked in a gentle tone. "Its alright now, no ones going to hurt you." He added.

The girl cocked her head to the side and gazed upon him a little less fearfully. What he had said had not surprised him. It had been the gentle and caring way he had said it that caught her off guard. She relaxed a little and flicked her eyes to her legs.

"I'm cold, and my feet hurt." She said finally.
Not sure what I would have my character reply to at the moment. In her current state she is unlikely to make the first move. All the people she can remember at the moment seem to be pretty violent. She's not gunna wanna risk approaching one.
Please dismiss my last comment(s). Very poorly termed.
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