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If you're here either you're wondering what I'm doing cause I need to post in your RP (In which case, calm yo tits, I'll get around to it), or you want to know who I am. So let's begin.

I'm a college age asian kid who has more heart than he has senses. I'm still working out this whole "adulthood" thing, so until then I just do what I feel I must. As far as personality and traits go, I'm not one for boasting. So if there's anything redeeming about myself you'd have to figure it out in person or by word-of-mouth. Generally however I'm rather perverted, in the best and worst ways. nothing is too much until I've crossed the line, and that just means I've started.

As far as Roleplays I like, I have a thing for fantasy, though I'm also good for some types of sci-fi, supernatural, Modern, and slice-of-life. If it's open and sandbox, I'll probably join it. Never really been a romantic, I often chose to sexualize any notion of romantic encounters I come across. I generally write at Casual quality, though I have no issues with Free-Level Rp/Players and I can hold my own in Advance.

I'm in quite a few RP's, the notable few listed below.

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past - Something of my mangum opus. Too much to describe here, but I've been in it for four years, resurrected from the Guildfall. I'm a GM.

Heroes of Beacon - the Next Chapter - I have a bit of history with joining, overthrowing, and losing RWBY RP's. So far however Heroes of Beacon has lasted over a year. I'm proud to be part of it.

Mass Effect: The face of Injustice An RP lead by Elite Commander. Good guy, good RP.

Deep Ground Online - Another RP by my friend Windel, I'm a Co-GM for this one. It has a bit of history but we're always excited about people interested in it. If you know Accel's World then you would be somewhat familiar with this one. Come check us out sometimes.

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Once Katherine approached, the tiefling took a seat beside the blond woman, who seemed to take her time looking at Katherine and examining her features. Her light white hair, golden yellow eyes, her near pitch black tail. Compared to the others here, Katherine was relatively normal looking aside from the blond. The Tiefling had demonic written all over his empty face, the snakeman seemed more beastial than human, and there was something off about the gnome, more so than gnomes normally are. Even the leader herself had a certain look about her that made you wonder if her head was going to split open into a giant toothy maw and bite your face off. Or maybe Kathrine was just down here for too long.

"Katherine Lindall... A pleasure. I am Selena Riovas. Not many know of Underhaven, and less know of Lucilia, especially for newcomers. I'm well aware of why you're here, as my eyes can see more than just the darkness underground, so let's not try to be too coy with one another. To that end I'm actually looking for Lucilia myself. It's strange for her to not be here for so long with no notice. Doubtful that she's in any danger, but just as well who knows what's going on with her... My friends and I plan to head up to the surface to look. Care to join us?"

As Selena spoke to Katherine, her tiefling minion as well as the snake man spoke to Livia. Seemed that the vampire had no interest in Livia, or perhaps she just wanted to divide the two sisters from one another so she could have Katherine all to herself. Indeed, as Katherine looked at Selena, her view would shift slowly into Selena's eyes, almost mesmerizing so. Like looking into a bright portal into a new world, mysterious yet tempting.



As Livia approached, the demon who had spoke to Katherine turned towards her. His wicked grimace continued to bare his toothy smile as he gave her his attention. "Please to make your acquaintance, Mistress Fiore. We've been expecting you." He snapped his fingers towards the snakeman who stopped to see what was going on. Seemed like he wasn't paying too much attention. "You name carries some weight even here, though I imagine that you're not the type of woman who intends to coast along a family name. Such ambition is admirable; lesser folk would resent you out of jealousy, thinking that you've thrown away privilege to feed your own pride, but simple folk rarely understand the intricacies of aristocracy and the responsibilities that come with it. In any case, I am Darc." After his lengthy introduction the tiefling took one of the vials that the snakeman had and handed it to Livia. It was tightly corked and in a fairly thick glass, as far as small vials go.

"A welcoming gift for one such as yourself. Snake Venom. Now I'm sure you're wondering what the price would be, but let me be blunt and simply say that this is a gift to earn your trust. I certain that you've had a poor reception since you've arrived here, and I have no doubts that you were tormented on your way to this place. Far be it from me to complicate it further with unnecessary distractions, requests, or bargaining. But enough sophistry. Maeda is a busy woman and so she doesn't like to be kept. I'm sure there's still more that needs to be done, so allow me to humbly offer my services for you, in exchange for a lasting partnership in the near future. You're free to refuse of course... But be doubly sure that you can afford to do so."



The men gathered seemed highly annoyed at Ethan, but their chief simply raised a hand to make them backdown. He spoke quietly to Ethan so he could mull on why these men are so high strung. "One of Sip's Couriers brought these bandits into the village. He worked with them in order to learn where our valuables were stored, our patrols, and who among the villagers could repel their raiders. Many of the young folk were killed because these men were far too kind and trusting of a stranger who showed no ill-intent. They don't intend to make that mistake a second time." The chief sighed and stepped back to reorganize his thoughts before speaking more clearly. "As for your goods, I'm afraid that due to recent bandit activities, we've not been able to prepare them. After the last attack we've been forced to take considerable withdrawals from our emergency supplies and we've not been able to meet our quotas." The chief handed Ethan a tightly wrapped package that was about as thick as a notebook.

"In that parcel is a message saying as much to Sips. He won't like it of course, but you can hardly be faulted for our troubles. If you do still wish to gain the supplies Sips wants, I'm sure the bandits within the forest still have them, but obviously I don't recommend you do that by yourself or even now, as it's getting late. The next village is a fair bit of distance away and I have no doubt that it will have it's own perils, and not just because of the bandits. Frankly I'd recommend you turn back and return to the town immediately; even if you could somehow avoid any dangers along the way you'll be cutting it quiet close before the ferry is closed for the night. And word of our troubles have already reached the next village, so you should be prepared if they too meet your with some hostility, or at the very least have no desire to house you for the night if you're stuck there."


Uncomfortably cold. Like if you tried to even take a short rest while away from the fire, I’d need you to make a con save to not be fatigued by the chill even if you’re wrapped in furs and your bedroll. But otherwise not chilly enough if it’s just a short leave, but still notable.
None too sure what Orchid could do. Maybe have him flex those brain muscles and come up with some sort of battleplan? That would at least be within his interests.
Goro listened to Winter, mentally keeping note of what she said. He remembered seeing the plains on his way here, if only from a distance; a good place for open warfare. Not only was it a good road for supplies to travel but a wide open space would allow archers the most visibility for their attacks and for armies to meet one another. Calvary could easily cross the plains too. Not that Goro expects to face an army here, it was just speculation. His thoughts soon drifted when Winter mentioned Fellmore.

To Goro, the land’s called Fellmore was known as Rusamyht, the Heart Land of orcs. Or at least to the Storm Eye tribe and those who would despute it; point was Goro never knew of a world outside of his homelands until he finally left it.but sure enough he was rightfully worried about possibly running into orcish raiders, Storm Eye especially. But he knew of at least theee other tribes who could sail south and cause trouble.

The main one was the Black Rock tribe. As Winter said the land of Fellmore is rich in iron, and the Black Rock tribe uses it best. They had the dominate co trip over the southern sea and river routes where Ulayh is now before the Storm Eye pushed them out, and that was only possible or through outside assistance. Even with them the Black Rock tribe haven’t given up yet, with mighty warriors in advanced metal armor with keen steel weapons.amoung the orcs, the Black Rock tribe had the finest smiths.

Then there was the Green Pact orcs. Another once minor tribe who allied with humans. They, much like the Storm Eye, have created alliances with human nations and receive their support. Though so far all Goro knows is that occasionally when the Storm Eye sea raiders attack human trade ships, there are Green Pact orcs among them. While not particularly known for war or wealth, the Green Pact bad skilled herbalists who create very effective medicine and combat drugs. “Madcap” is an infamous berserker brew that can turn even a young orc into a raging madman who can tear apart a bear. Goro has seen it happen before.

And the last one is a mystery even to Goro. He’s come to call them the Ghost Face tribe. This is because these are strange looking orcs who wrap their faces in white cloth, probably to hide their identity, and employ fast moving ships instead of large vessels. While Storm Eye are well known warriors on the open ocean, these Ghost Face know how to sail, and definitely know how to use a sling. One would thing a simple leather cord wouldn’t be as effective as a bow and arrow, but those who dismiss it as a child’s toy would find a stone lodged in their skulls. The Ghost Face can hurl stones further than even human longbows, and use those slings to delivery payloads of oil bombs and poison gas. But Goro has never seen these orcs on land, and they tend to flee rather than fight, so he has no idea who they really are or where they came from.

And of course the Storm Eye themselves were an issue. Orcs by their very nature are stronger and tougher than most humans, and use that strength to lead brutally short lives. But since their alliance with the human nations the Storm Eye tribe have received better weapons, armor, and more importantly training. Before one may think an orc to be brutish but unrefined, lacking in technique and precision. The same could not be said of the Storm Eye. Their keen senses and lightning reflexes makes them a deadly threat whether alone or in numbers; it’s not unusual to see them react to attacks they cannot see, because they’ve sensed it in other ways. Goro himself has received similar training though because he was not a warrior, his senses aren’t nearly as sharp. But if the tribes, he has no desire to face the Storm Eye, both because they are his kinsmen and because they are dangerous foes.

What worries Goro the most is that he knew he will see some orcs from some tribe. Before he had fled home he knew the royal family were gathering up warriors lead by the eldest daughter and youngest son for some sort of expedition. Goro didn’t pay it much mind at the time since he was planning his escape, but now that he had some time to think it over he wouldn’t be surprised if they too were on their way to Bel’kin, or at least heading southbound where the magic is. All the more reason they must travel quickly.

Aside from that Goro didn’t have much to comment on in regards to the other lands. He knew little of it but suspected that they too will hold dangers he knows little about. He could only hope his skills would be of some use should trouble arise. One thing that made him feel concerned was the lack of equipment; he loathed the idea of having to ask Winter for more handouts, but his only protection was his club. He had little in the ways of armor and had no idea how to use any form of magic at all. This concerned him.

”Ah, Lady Winter, I dunno if I’m da exception to dis group or not but uh... I don’t know how ta use magic. Not a bit. How exactly we suppose to use magic ya fill in our gaps when we ain’t never handled it before?” Sure Goro was eager to learn, but how quickly would he pick up magic to be able to use it to defend himself? He learned how to fight at a young age, as all orcs did, but didn’t become considered decent until he was already fighting off enemy raiders from his ship. He imagined magic was similar, learn a bit of the fundamentals, and then hone it through practice and application. Or something. He looked to the others for their thoughts.
Not really sure what to post, kinda waiting on a Leosin response.
Righto, Person. Either way you know what you heard.
Neat. So here's the results.


Angus with his nat 20 can definitely hear the trogs outside trying to either set an ambush or get inside, however for whatever reason they seem to leave en masses suddenly during your watch. You're not entirely sure why, but you heard scraping of metal-against-wood, like someone unsheathing a sword. It's very brief however, and between the trogs scurrying about and the leftover rain water dripping against the stone it would be easy to miss. Being a warrior-like person, you can tell from the sound alone that this is a big sword. Greatsword sized at least. And for the trogs to run instead of fight against someone like that, even when they outnumber him vastly as you know they do, must mean whatever this person or creature is, it's not one that can be defeated with numbers alone. However you can't be too certain if it left or not by the time your watch is over. It never made a sound coming nor leaving, and you haven't heard anything similar to the unsheathing since.


Raugar doesn't notice anything that Angus doesn't inform him about. Nothing really goes on within the temple itself aside from the flames from the fire place wavering. You know it won't last to morning without more wood at least. The Wraith never shows up even if you try to look for them.
Cool, if you are going to do anything during your watch go ahead and post it. Or you can wait until Raugar rolls so I can tell you both what you might notice on your respective watches.
Since you're both actively trying to stand watch, both of you roll me a Perception Check.
And so Orchid kept running. Torch held aloft, making her easy to spot. Try to draw the attention of the enemy. Or possibly friends. It was hard to tell who was who here but she knew one thing for certain, she can't stay. Rattleskull has no brains for any sort of commanding and she wasn't interested in joining a new gang of brigands to take over the cave. True, she needed friends, but not like this. There was a better way they could have gone about this but everyone was so gung ho that no one was going to talk until the bodies piled up. Orchid couldn't say she's innocent; she got swept up by the madness too. But all the more reason she needed to get away from here and figure things out in relative peace.

With any luck, Orchid would find that lizard before the slime catches up. Even if he did, Orchid would rather face him somewhere she knew well, than where the rest of his buddies were. And if he left her alone so be it; she'll be back later. She did wonder what would happen to the other goblins but she had a lot of mixed feelings for them; she stuck with them because she thought they could help her, but they were all just a bunch of tools. Tools to her and tools to Rattleskull. None of them questioned, none of them really thought for themselves. Sure they aren't mindless, but they're ignorant. Instead of trying to take over the Bonfire immediately, they go after literally everything else in the cave so they'd have to fight everything without having a base to run back to. Orchid was no military mastermind, but even she knew how stupid an idea this was. Rattleskull might've thought they weren't unified enough to fight back, but the fact they were was why the goblins got pushed out in the first place. The fact he couldn't realize that hammered in the point that he was all brawn and no brains.

Soon Orchid would see the large growing crystal she had rested near the night before. She didn't know who else was here but she slowed down, high alert. She called out to anyone who could hear her. "Hello? Lizard lady? It's me, the goblin from yesterday! I never did get your name. But I need to speak to you!" She called out, hoping her voice would be recognized.

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