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Current Two days ago, Noble Arms is indisputably four years old, spread out across three threads, and the third thread is still ongoing and about to reach the endgame...
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Can't believe that I actually got an RP close to its endgame, btw...
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Noble Arms is now either four years old, or three years and eleven months. The third thread had lasted for more than one year.
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My Roleplay, Noble Arms: The ASEAN War, will reach its 4th year in June or July. It's been a long journey.
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Adam Kenneth Yearling - Intersection of Miyama Town, Foriegn District, and Fuyuki Park.

Adam Kenneth Yearling (A.K. Yearling) had rented accommodations in a hotel close to Fuyuki Park, a nice suite, not too big and not too small, where he can set up a basic workshop. With Esfandiyar summoned just a few hours ago, the young Magus had decided to mix business and pleasure and go to the Park in order to seek out any trace of the other Masters. Rolling up his Invisibility Cloak in his backpack, the young man then said to Esfandiyar, "Rider, come with me in your spirit form - Let's see the beauty Humanity has to offer before this war starts, as well as find any trace of our future foes and temporary allies."

Moving towards Fuyuki Park.

Walking in the park's greenery, Adam took in the sights and smells of the area, before asking Rider in a low whisper, "Do you see anything suspicious, Rider? I sent a few familiars in the shape of pigeons to scout as well, but you have keener senses than any of them."

If the response was a no, Adam would take out his 'Journal of Hidden Stories', look for a bench located in a shady spot, and begin writing the story of his life as it currently stood, but not before informing Esfandiyar that it was part of his Magecraft and that writing stories was how he channeled his powers. Drawing a ballpen, he opened an empty page of his Journal and began to write.

A.K Yearling sat in peace, watched over by his loyal spirit even as his avian familiars flew around the park, staking it as his territory and watching out for threats. Briefly, he considered what the three Founding Families of Fuyuki might think of the audacity of claiming even a small portion of the city for his own - Would it earn him their contempt? Or was he beneath their notice right now? Should he visit the leylines of Fuyuki City for more insight, or perhaps pay the Church's local headquarters here a courtesy call?

None of the words leaped at him - A sign that he was both safe and beneath notice. He then began writing further, hoping to cast a wider net of story-based divination on a larger part of the city.

He thought to himself that the other Masters were preparing, summoning, and scouting, certain in their Magecraft. Many of them placed no value in human lives, a trait which was nevertheless moderated by the need to keep the Supernatural a secret. Despite this, A.K. Yearling felt resentment for them, resentment for the Magus' Association and the Clock Tower even as he appreciated how they saved more lives than they destroyed by their enforcement of 'The Masquerade'. Why must Magecraft be a limited resource? Can't the world be helped from the shadows if it wasn't? Too bad that even the Grail cannot increase the amount of Mystery, which is needed for Magecraft, in the world.

The other Magi and Servants were no doubt thinking more prosaic thoughts, like how to defeat their enemies. The three Founding Families were using their unfair advantage, with the Bane of Yggdmillenia -

The last three words leaped at him, burning themselves in his mind.

The Bane of Yggdmillenia, was he here? Was he the Matou Family's shot at getting the Holy Grail? Obviously, another word leapt at him. Such an obvious guess. As a member of the Matou Family and the instrument of their vengeance, the Bane of Yggdmillenia was filled with spite and hate, respecting few and scorning many. Even now, he had chosen a high tower of his own, in an affluent part of the city, to... To...

His Divination failed him then, and he wrote about the Church instead.

The Holy Church was the Overseer of the Holy Grail War, but can they be trusted? Answer was no, surprising. Were they following their own agenda? Answer was yes. What role do they wish to play, Hero, Villain, or Wildcard? They can be either three. A thought came into A.K. Yearling's head - Should he bet that the Church would prove 'Heroic?'

No answer.

@Breo@Cu Chulainn
@Chulance, Is this RP still open to new players?

Edit: Wait, it is, but at the same time, I am not sure if this is the right RP for me. I'll think about it.
@Th3King0fChaos, Approval One.
Out of curiosity, is this still open?


Yes, it is.

Natasha Zhang

From: A. Vernal
To: Cpt. N. Zheng
Subject: Something you should be aware of.
I’ve got a little personal problem that could potentially affect the crew as a whole in a pretty significant and unpleasant way. Meet me when you have a few minutes once the new guy is settled in. Bring Klein if you want to have him scanned, might as well get everything out of the way at once.


Natasha would have responded to this message with enthusiasm, if not for the fact that right now, she had less confidence in herself after how Joey, her 'part-time first mate', had called her out on her failures both past and present and the collateral damage she had handed out like candy. Once her rage at her friend's words had faded, her mood had plummeted to depression, though not to the point where she was tempted to deliberately ignore her duties. No, the temptation to just abandon her duties was there, but like heck she was going to abandon the crew which still had confidence in her despite her actions.

She will reward loyalty with loyalty, and so after a few seconds, she sent a message back to Avelyn:

From: Cpt. N. Zh*a*ng
To: A. Vernal
Re: Something you should be aware of.
Roger that. I'll meet you once I've greeted the new crew. Meet me in two to four hours, depending on how long it takes them to settle in.


The rendezvous was sooner than what she would have wanted, but no time to mope now - She had to see what her new crewmembers were like and what they brought into the table, not just skills-wise, but also to the 'team dynamic' which she realized she had taken advantage of more than she had fostered it. Yet another mistake which she could remedy once she had restored her confidence.




"Never knew a Kanarusian could be so charming - Guess Ascendancy propaganda was wrong in that regard too," Natasha said as she offered a hand to Doruva, saying, "Captain Natasha Zhang of the Xuanzang at your service. And yes, we are a 'merry band of rebels' - Although due to recent events, let's just say that the merriment is less merited than usual."

Noticing the young man walking beside Doruva - Gabriel Rivera Aoshen, right? - the Captain's next words were, "So, you adopted a Human into your House? That sounds like an interesting story - Can you tell me more about him?"

She looked at Gabriel and smiled a little, noticing that while he was too young for her - Barely legal in Ascendancy territory - He had a look of resolute determination in his handsome features that would have drawn her in if he were just a few years older. But right now, her feelings about that kid were merely curiosity: What sort of service and personal quality would have earned adoption into an Alien Noble House?

As for the Diplomat, Natasha suppressed a twinge of resentment towards what she felt was the ambassador's privileged position and said, "That treaty was a masterstroke if your goal was to drive an embedded needle of discontent inside the Ascendancy while breaking the Alien Coalition which could have crushed it. Now it falls to Moonstrike to make sure the needle actually does its job and the Ascendancy falls before the Coalition finds a reason to get back together and finish the job."

She then continued, "Either way, if you're willing to take the same risks the rest of this crew does and live the way we do, then then you're as much a part of our band as any other member - Including me."

Ashton and Flame

It was rare for them to see Kanarusians outside of the field of battle, much less to see a Noble and his adopted human bodyguard actually trying to be their friend. Okay, scratch that - Only the Noble wanted to be their friend, the adopted human bodyguard looked indifferent at best. It was Ashton who found the words to speak first, bowing to Doruva and Gabriel and saying as he rose, "Thank you, but, well, we don't deserve such courtesy. Not after what we've done."

Flame then stepped up to speak, "Mr. Doruva, Mr. Gabriel, it is best we get this out of the way - We participated in the Kanarusian Worlds Campaign. We were there for the bombardment of House Salakar's homeworld. We won't make any excuses for that, not when said excuses will insult the dead. All we ask is that we are allowed to redeem ourselves in this campaign, to make things right even in some small way."

He then looked at Gabriel and said, "Sorry for burning any prospective bridges between us, by the way. But far better for us to be plain with each other. Either way, yes, we're Star Marines - Ashton deals in infiltration and dueling enemy champions while I am a ranged specialist with a Perfected Electrum Bow which can amplify my magical shots to immensely lethal damage."

Then he finally addressed the ambassador, well, ex-ambassador, and said, "Did you ever address the Star Marines' plight when negotiating the more secret provisions of the treaty? We didn't see any repatriation officers trying to take us back from the Rau've when the latter decided to treat us with actual decency. What a shame, we would have given them a big 'F- You' if they had arrived..."

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