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Arbitrator Alexander Atredies
The sound of footsteps slowly crept closer until becoming more muffled.
"It doesn’t take a savant to see there’s something awry here, honest citizens going missing, enforcer’s doing nothing about it and a narco-boss sitting scared in that bar yonder with his hand out eh?" He stops himself suddenly.
"How much is this information worth to you? As to this here autopistol... I'll let it go for 40 throne gelt... I'll tell you what, give me 50 throne gelt, and I'll tell you what I know and throw in the pistol." You hear his hushed voice at your back, as you watch the alleyway. You vaguely remember something about bribes and sundries.
Priest Rodrick and Vindicare Assassin Warmund
As the pair, Priest and Assassin slowly edge closer towards the opening, the sounds of voices quickly stopped, only the faint sound of breathing permitting the empty air. As the pair peer around the corner, they make contact with the Arbitrator, and an old in appearance man, standing behind what appears to his store front of junk.
"Ah, more new faces. Come, come." He beckons you over to the side of the Arbitrator.
"Not usually this many customers... Perhaps old Sykes is making a name for himself" He says, mainly to himself as he tidies and straightens his dirty clothes as best he can, all with a smug grin across his face.
Guardsmen Holand Tzofiatien
The man, donned in his fine silk long coat, regards the Guardsmen for a few seconds. Not many men, stopped him in the streets lest it was important.
Holand makes a Fellowship check.
Holand needs: 59 (39+20 Elaborate lie)
Holand rolls 5. CRITICAL success.
"Terminus Lyte you say. Hmph, I've been wondering when the new work force would arrive, Emperor knows we need them and you seem like a good man, a family man like myself... The name's Barros, and you'll be working for me. I'll tell you what, since getting past those... Enforcers" He grits his teeth, barely containing his anger as if a bad taste in his mouth.
"Will certainly not let us back out there tonight, like to keep us locked up in here. Tomorrow, i'll give you a tour of the combine, for tonight find a place to stay, you'll most likely find a room at the Third Tantalus Workers Union or the Hostel. Trust me, you don't want to find yourself outside during the night cycle, for your or your family's sake." He forces into your hand a small amount of 5 throne gelt.
"It won't be free. For your family."
Outcast Adrienne Perdito and Pysker Arkaeus Martavan
As the pair depart from the railhead, past the large headless statue and walk among the throng of now empty stalls, fronts and benches of the Trade Markets, Adrienne somewhat familiar with her surroundings leads the Pysker through the sprawl, and down an alleyway which opens up into another somewhat large courtyard surrounded by the mass grey of Hab-blocks, in the center stands your destination. The 3rd Tantalus Workers Union. Vandalised, brutalised and bullet-ridden, the bar does not look like a welcoming place, however it is one of the few places one can find a room to stay for the night and even fewer sell drinks. It's heavy set doors beckon you and yours from across the courtyard.
The sound of footsteps slowly crept closer until becoming more muffled.
"It doesn’t take a savant to see there’s something awry here, honest citizens going missing, enforcer’s doing nothing about it and a narco-boss sitting scared in that bar yonder with his hand out eh?" He stops himself suddenly.
"How much is this information worth to you? As to this here autopistol... I'll let it go for 40 throne gelt... I'll tell you what, give me 50 throne gelt, and I'll tell you what I know and throw in the pistol." You hear his hushed voice at your back, as you watch the alleyway. You vaguely remember something about bribes and sundries.
Priest Rodrick and Vindicare Assassin Warmund
As the pair, Priest and Assassin slowly edge closer towards the opening, the sounds of voices quickly stopped, only the faint sound of breathing permitting the empty air. As the pair peer around the corner, they make contact with the Arbitrator, and an old in appearance man, standing behind what appears to his store front of junk.
"Ah, more new faces. Come, come." He beckons you over to the side of the Arbitrator.
"Not usually this many customers... Perhaps old Sykes is making a name for himself" He says, mainly to himself as he tidies and straightens his dirty clothes as best he can, all with a smug grin across his face.
Guardsmen Holand Tzofiatien
The man, donned in his fine silk long coat, regards the Guardsmen for a few seconds. Not many men, stopped him in the streets lest it was important.
Holand makes a Fellowship check.
Holand needs: 59 (39+20 Elaborate lie)
Holand rolls 5. CRITICAL success.
"Terminus Lyte you say. Hmph, I've been wondering when the new work force would arrive, Emperor knows we need them and you seem like a good man, a family man like myself... The name's Barros, and you'll be working for me. I'll tell you what, since getting past those... Enforcers" He grits his teeth, barely containing his anger as if a bad taste in his mouth.
"Will certainly not let us back out there tonight, like to keep us locked up in here. Tomorrow, i'll give you a tour of the combine, for tonight find a place to stay, you'll most likely find a room at the Third Tantalus Workers Union or the Hostel. Trust me, you don't want to find yourself outside during the night cycle, for your or your family's sake." He forces into your hand a small amount of 5 throne gelt.
"It won't be free. For your family."
Outcast Adrienne Perdito and Pysker Arkaeus Martavan
As the pair depart from the railhead, past the large headless statue and walk among the throng of now empty stalls, fronts and benches of the Trade Markets, Adrienne somewhat familiar with her surroundings leads the Pysker through the sprawl, and down an alleyway which opens up into another somewhat large courtyard surrounded by the mass grey of Hab-blocks, in the center stands your destination. The 3rd Tantalus Workers Union. Vandalised, brutalised and bullet-ridden, the bar does not look like a welcoming place, however it is one of the few places one can find a room to stay for the night and even fewer sell drinks. It's heavy set doors beckon you and yours from across the courtyard.
What do you guys recommend on working out your active/enlisted military numbers?
A certain percentage of your total population or...?
A certain percentage of your total population or...?
Gah, can't decide what to play. The Investigator type or the Vagabond type. Got some cool pictures for either.
What do you guys think?
What do you guys think?
I mean to post in the IC at some point soon btw
Okay, I'll wait and post afterwards.
Interested. Thinking of playing a Nordic Union.
Send me a PM with what you had in mind. And I believe we do.
@Trevor1001 You're more than welcome to join. Know though, that posting has slowed down quite abit and I'm not sure if those that are here, are still interested in continuing.
>10 more now.
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