Hellis

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My point was more that I had written a word page worth already about how he ended up in jail... also that the entire character was adapted to the idea. ;-;

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@Dervish oh ... and Here I already written halfway trough a post. But what unifying trait would he possess then. Why would anyone randomly join a bunch of loons if not out of the threat death.

Broken Circle: Radio Outcast [urban fantasy][Mystery]

Feel free to post them. I will return with some nitpicking tomorrow.

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@Dervish Ah. Otherwwise. The mention of him being drunk in the Tavern they are at works. Then agian. I am not surewhat I should do in regards to his whole being a criminal. As he didn't get free'd alongside the others. Unless, he was released after as "ah fuck, you are proper soldier. They might need someone not a irredamable criminal to join them" ?

Also, @Dervish

"Gods no. I can barely stand the stench of one of you. Two would be blasphemy to the senses."

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A dunmers guide to understanding a bunch of non-dumner tossers

Faruq; "I've fought redguards before. They are to a blade what my people are to a polearm. I have seen Dunmers with a dozen duels under their belt get cut in half by a curved redguard sword. Keep to his right, keep the distance. "

Cedric:"He talks like a bandit but acts like he was one of the immortals from the Nord sagas. A archer, like me. His reverence towards nature tells me that bow has been used for hunting. Likely since a child, what with the way he dress and look. He is going to end up dead at the pointy end of a superior archers arrow if he keeps it up. "

Brynn; "Those are the eyes of a remorseless killer. I have seen them so many times before. Scum, like the raiders I spent ten years fighting. But wild dogs have their uses, even if they think themselves wolves. Do not show him your back."

Maulakanth: "Now, the orc presents a real problem. I would not be surprised if he clubbed me to death with just his hands out of boredom..."

Fiona: "Scrapper. Good posture. Good grit. But sloppy and emotional. To much rage blinds a man. I am pretty sure the same goes for a female fighter. Swings that sword like a angry argonian."

Gaela: "Ah.... Alchemist. I shall keep my wine as far from her as possible."

Cyrendil: "Altmer. Holier then thou... Of course there had to be one. If he as much as tries to "make me repent" he will have a spear so long up his colon that Maulakanth can eat him as Altmer Kebab"

Finch. *Narrows eyes* "Where the hell is my coinpurse?"

Kiralla: "S-s-shut up. You mages talk to much."

Bonus insults: "were you beaten as a child or were you just borne defect" "where I come from Brynn, we put jackal muts to the spear." "Never met an altmer that I like... looks like that won't change any time soon."

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@Lo Pellegrino

That is very true. I might need to start writing something to that regard.

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@Lo Pellegrino

:D Drunken Dunmer Badass at your service.

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@Dervish I am curious if you have an idea wher I Should slip in?

Mass Effect: Borealis

Cold sweat dribbled down his face and a green and redflecked puddle of vomit slid down the wall. The reptilian alien blinked as white flecks of pain danced across his vision. IT had started as slight tingle at the nape of his neck. A sensation he knew all too well. Just a hour earlier he had thought he had been saved from taking the trip back to the clinic so early. He should have known better. Even a healthy person would need to look his spine up after being rag dolled by an angry blue sun officer. He was glad it had only started as he did his shopping. He didn’t want the merchant he just strong-armed and kicked around to see him at his weakest. Appearances were everything.

“Shit” He grumbled as he tried to move his right arm. It felt stiff and unresponsive. He knew what he had to do. He really didn’t want to. It was going to hurt him.

“Fucking vorcha fucking shit” He groaned as he slumped against the wall. He tried to support himself but that hurt to. He drew in air in a gulping breath as if he was drowning; closing his eyes he punched the wall with all his might. The pain that shot up his arm was worse then anything he ever felt before. He dropped to a knee, clutching it by the elbow.

“AHIIGHHHH FUUUUCK” But as the pain subsided, he could move his arm properly again. “Good… Good… The nerves are still intact. Shit. That hurt like a motherfucker” HE mumbled as he collected himself enough to stumble back to his feet. He felt like puking his guts out from the pain but he knew it would pass. IT was better he felt it then nothing at all. I meant he still had time to return to the clinic. He sat in the alley, curled up and disregarding any weird looks thrown his way. “I can’t go on like this.” He buried his face in his hands as he tried to calm himself. The fear of being crippled was almost worse them the pain at the times like this.

It took him well over an hour to be fit for walking back and by the time he returned to the ship, the stuff he had “ordered” had arrived ahead of him. The volus shot him a dirty look as he signe. The drell shoo’d him off as he looked over to the ship and eyed it.

“Allright rustbucket. Drono gonna make you spit fire and shit jetfuel in no time” But the usual gusto was nowhere to be found.