Garsin left his town after burrying the bodies and resupplying. His rifle was severely damaged and unusable so he discarded it. He was still seriously injured but there was nothing he could do about it here. He made his way to the closest town only to find out that the bandits were attacking here as well."What has these bandits so riled up lately?" he wondered.
He took cover close to the wall of Aurora's End. It seemed most the bandits were inside. Garsin could still feel the rage inside of him from fighting the bandits last night, an dhe decided to go into the thick of it. Garsin came out of cover, pistol drawn and keeping his shots slow and steady, not missing his mark so that every bullet counted. Two shots fired, two bandits fell. "Ten bullets left," he mentally counted. Garsin ducked into cover just in time to avoid their retaliation. He then moved on to fight the bandits in close quarters using his sword as much as possible. He could feel his own wounds reopening, but he shook them off for now.
Garsin was still in full armor, albeit damaged, but still functional. One bandit was stunned as Garsin walked toward him, bloody sword in hand. When the bandit raised his gun, Garsin backhanded it to the side and ran the blade straight through the man's neck, then kicked him off his blade. It was the last man he killed before his wounds got the better of him. He overextended his bodies abilities and his wounds, new and old, were too great to bare. He tried to move forward, but his legs failed him as he fell forward. he was out of ammo, and out of energy.
By coincidence he fell in front of The Pumphouse.
Jollan
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doing trade school online is like reading about a sport and expecting to be able to play it without practice.
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doing trade school online is like reading about a sport and expecting to be able to play it without practice.
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Desire to type "git gud" intensifies...
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okay, watched the first episode of goblin slayer, not nearly as bad as what it was made out to be. Still a bit depressing but hey, saved 2 of 4 rookies, coulda been worse.
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So i figured out, as much as id love the equivalent of an anime doom guy slaying goblins, i dont like seeing the lovely anime chicas catch a case of the mutilation.
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Why hello, you little stalker. As you can see above I have recorded your visit for potential future stalking purposes. In that list you may find some other recent stalking victims. You may wonder, "Oh no! I've been caught! Whatever shall I do! What will become of me!" Well... I can assure you nothing....as in really...nothing. Except the fact that you may have wasted a precious few moments of your life with this bio. In this, I can say for every person that reads this, I have stolen that moment in your life that you could have been doing something else. Anything really.....Are you still here? Shouldn't you...I don't know, be posting in one of your RPs? I'm sure somebody is waiting for your response, it might even be me. You are procrastinating aren't you? I know I am. At the very moment I typed this I was supposed to be writing papers for class. See? Now I've been wasting time on both our accounts. Look what you made me do.
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Ok, that is enough stalking...
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There really isn't anything else here...
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I'm gonna call the police...
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(What's the number for 9-1-1?)
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solamelike said
.50 cal ammo?In the wasteland
point also taken, haha. for some reason during making the character I had completely forgotten about that. I do that sometimes... could still use 30-06 but still, I don't have the rifle for him now.
Fine by me, I wan't planning on using it for a bit till he got ammo for it. it was gonna be a over-glorified club, haha. i'll take it out. I'll say it broke during the bandit fight.
Name: Garsin Folkvar
Age: 32
Gender: Male
Sexuality: as an arrow
Appearance:
^^^equipment will be heavily damaged when he enters rp
weapons:
- A .45 pistol styled to look like a flintlock. it had a small barrel mag that hold eight rounds. He has 3 mags. and bullets on his belt.
- A sword with a single edge and slight curve, but not quite a katana.
- A knife that can be mounted, if he should choose, to the end of his rifle.
gear (backpack):
-air tank in top compartment
-small metal bowl for cooking/eating with a small handle.
-multi-utensil folds out to knife/fork/spoon/can opener.
-compass
-document tube that hangs under bag horizontally (contains maps).
-flint and striker with small bag of tender
-1 can of soup
-1 can of tuna
-1 can of beans
-2 bottles of water
-2 packs of 5 water purification tablets.
History: Garsin took up the job of a blacksmith in his surviving settlement. It was a small one but it was sturdy. they had fresh water from a mountain and a mine close-by that they used to mine ore and make metal. The population was only around thirty or so people, so when it came to a fight, there wasn't much for them to hold their ground on. Garsin then took it upon himself to make armor for the few people that, and himself, that were able to defend the town. It was just in time as well. By the time he had finished issuing the custom pieces, they were attacked by a bunch of bandits looking to control the mines. The residence only had 9 men who could fight , but none of them had any guns that were an automatic and they were seriously outnumbered four to one. Still they held their ground, until the bandits sent a group to flank in from behind, killing anyone in their way. Garsin's small force fell into a panic to protect to double back and protect the people, but in their frenzy they were easier to cut down and half of the bandits still remaining. The last two remaining were Garsin and his brother, Drake. Over time, and careful maneuvering between the two, they were able to kill of the last of the bandits, but at too high of a cost. Garsin was badly injured and his brother was fatally shot in the gut. There were no survivors in the town, but Garsin. He treated his wounds as much as he could, and although he needed rest, he put himself to work. He made a mass grave for the towns people and individual ones for the other defenders. He placed their helmets on poles above their graves, breaking the respirators so no one would take them. Then he gathered some supplies, and left.
As for the bandits, news travels when 40 of you men don't come back.
currency: $60
Age: 32
Gender: Male
Sexuality: as an arrow
Appearance:
^^^equipment will be heavily damaged when he enters rp
weapons:
- A .45 pistol styled to look like a flintlock. it had a small barrel mag that hold eight rounds. He has 3 mags. and bullets on his belt.
- A sword with a single edge and slight curve, but not quite a katana.
- A knife that can be mounted, if he should choose, to the end of his rifle.
gear (backpack):
-air tank in top compartment
-small metal bowl for cooking/eating with a small handle.
-multi-utensil folds out to knife/fork/spoon/can opener.
-compass
-document tube that hangs under bag horizontally (contains maps).
-flint and striker with small bag of tender
-1 can of soup
-1 can of tuna
-1 can of beans
-2 bottles of water
-2 packs of 5 water purification tablets.
History: Garsin took up the job of a blacksmith in his surviving settlement. It was a small one but it was sturdy. they had fresh water from a mountain and a mine close-by that they used to mine ore and make metal. The population was only around thirty or so people, so when it came to a fight, there wasn't much for them to hold their ground on. Garsin then took it upon himself to make armor for the few people that, and himself, that were able to defend the town. It was just in time as well. By the time he had finished issuing the custom pieces, they were attacked by a bunch of bandits looking to control the mines. The residence only had 9 men who could fight , but none of them had any guns that were an automatic and they were seriously outnumbered four to one. Still they held their ground, until the bandits sent a group to flank in from behind, killing anyone in their way. Garsin's small force fell into a panic to protect to double back and protect the people, but in their frenzy they were easier to cut down and half of the bandits still remaining. The last two remaining were Garsin and his brother, Drake. Over time, and careful maneuvering between the two, they were able to kill of the last of the bandits, but at too high of a cost. Garsin was badly injured and his brother was fatally shot in the gut. There were no survivors in the town, but Garsin. He treated his wounds as much as he could, and although he needed rest, he put himself to work. He made a mass grave for the towns people and individual ones for the other defenders. He placed their helmets on poles above their graves, breaking the respirators so no one would take them. Then he gathered some supplies, and left.
As for the bandits, news travels when 40 of you men don't come back.
currency: $60
dang... i got in it too late it seems
so.... is this thing still goin or what?
If anyone was wondering, the commands that Jared gives the creations of his is German. Not sure how well, but I am using google translate. I try to keep it in simple verb commands so that I don't mess it up. 
"Hiding won't work", Ander said, echoing the thoughts of Jared, "They have a dragon slayer in their party. Won't be hard for her to sniff us out."
"However, the trap idea may hold some merit. The square gives us plenty of vantage points and room for a fight, we could stay here and wait for any that make it through. Though it may not work, I still want Antos and Klaus to stay hidden until necessary. I'll go on and set some traps, Charlie, keep an eye on things here." He then turned to the golem, "Garsin! Hören Charlie!" He turned back toward Charlie, "Alright, he's yours to command until I get back. Don't go to crazy," he added with a laugh. He made his way down one of the main streets and turned to yell something else to Charlie, "And no 'custom paint jobs' this time!" Then he was off.
"However, the trap idea may hold some merit. The square gives us plenty of vantage points and room for a fight, we could stay here and wait for any that make it through. Though it may not work, I still want Antos and Klaus to stay hidden until necessary. I'll go on and set some traps, Charlie, keep an eye on things here." He then turned to the golem, "Garsin! Hören Charlie!" He turned back toward Charlie, "Alright, he's yours to command until I get back. Don't go to crazy," he added with a laugh. He made his way down one of the main streets and turned to yell something else to Charlie, "And no 'custom paint jobs' this time!" Then he was off.
Ander stood up from where he was sitting and turned around, his back facing the two so that they could see the Wendingo Wail scar on his back. He then jumped backwards off the vantage point and flipped so that when he landed he would be facing the group. "Ander Greaves." he said, devoid of any emotion, "Here to kill Drake Morrison."
"Well I'll be...," Jared started, just barely over a whisper, "It really is him."
"Well I'll be...," Jared started, just barely over a whisper, "It really is him."
I hope Pete comes back around soon. He had some valuable information...
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