Marcus XVI Member
STATUS: Just because you can have 36 attacks per turn that threaten a crit on a roll of 14+ doesn't mean it's worth doing. 8 yrs ago
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Just because you can have 36 attacks per turn that threaten a crit on a roll of 14+ doesn't mean it's worth doing.
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Isn't it weird how you can start a private conversation with yourself?
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Have to namecheck. The city leveling airship was called the Providence, right?
Cadogan smiled, it was not a mocking smile, nor was it a smile filled with overpowering self confidence. It was a very sincere smile. She trusts me. She actually sounds so sincere. Usually people wouldn't trust a drunkard making final adjustments to their armor... The Great Inventor nodded his head and very gently tapped Chii on the forehead with his index finger. "Everything will go just fine." He whispered and winked at the tiny dragoness before straightening up properly.
Despite the smell of alcohol that hovered around the white haired man his eyes were clear, his hands did not shake even a little bit and his mind was obviously still very sharp. You should have seen me when I fixed the Providence, that time I was drinking brandy and the damn thing worked even better than I had expected. Cadogan thought to himself as he began explaining all the runes and their workings to the judges. If someone was paying attention to his mannerisms and speech it would be obvious that he was exaggerating his drunkenness a bit.
Despite the smell of alcohol that hovered around the white haired man his eyes were clear, his hands did not shake even a little bit and his mind was obviously still very sharp. You should have seen me when I fixed the Providence, that time I was drinking brandy and the damn thing worked even better than I had expected. Cadogan thought to himself as he began explaining all the runes and their workings to the judges. If someone was paying attention to his mannerisms and speech it would be obvious that he was exaggerating his drunkenness a bit.
Well... that's a... thing.
The armed group did not bother to really conceal their presence - after all they were not plainclothes members of the Gestapo, they were proper soldiers. Schmidt adjusted the collar of his coat slightly and took a deep breath. They had managed to take out a scout as silently as possible, but there had been another one further down the street. Now the resistance would know that they were contending with the SS.
This time Schmidt wanted to avoid bloodshed - he had left two of his men to guard the knocked out scout. He took the lead as usual and made his way to the door. Very casually the Standartenführer knocked on the door.
This time Schmidt wanted to avoid bloodshed - he had left two of his men to guard the knocked out scout. He took the lead as usual and made his way to the door. Very casually the Standartenführer knocked on the door.
Name: Ramius Montague
Age: 22
Gender: male
Description/Pic: Ramius is quite short, standing at 5'4 feet. He is quite frail looking, like even the smallest breeze could easily topple him over. His shoulder length brown hair is kept on a loose ponytail and usually covers his eyes. Ramius has a very effeminate face - so effeminate infact that he's occasionally confused with his sister. His eyes are a very pale shade of blue.
Despite being frail Ramius has strong arms - he used to be one of the best archers of his age. His left hand has a nasty scar on it's palm due to a sparring accident that has left the prince unable to use the hand properly.
The prince doesn't really use any fancy clothes - he doesn't seem to care what he wears as long as he's not under dressed enough to offend someone. Most often he wears a white tunic, gray pants and black boots.
Personality: Ramius used to be talkative and always saw the better things even in the worst of situations. Now he's slightly bitter, doesn't talk much and all in all has stopped caring about the things he used to care most. He still has a sense of humor, though it has became quite dry and bleak. Ramius has a very sharp mind and he's perfectly willing to utilize it in every way he can to aid the kingdom - if he's not wallowing in self pity that is.
Background: Ramius was untill recently - two years to be exact - the heir apparent to the throne. A botched alchemy experiment ruined that plan. His eyesight was damaged badly - rendering him more or less blind. He still does his best to give his sister good advice whenever it's needed.
Place in Society: prince
Other: Always has a walking stick with him, he has also learned to navigate the castle and it's immediate surroundings based on memory alone.
Age: 22
Gender: male
Description/Pic: Ramius is quite short, standing at 5'4 feet. He is quite frail looking, like even the smallest breeze could easily topple him over. His shoulder length brown hair is kept on a loose ponytail and usually covers his eyes. Ramius has a very effeminate face - so effeminate infact that he's occasionally confused with his sister. His eyes are a very pale shade of blue.
Despite being frail Ramius has strong arms - he used to be one of the best archers of his age. His left hand has a nasty scar on it's palm due to a sparring accident that has left the prince unable to use the hand properly.
The prince doesn't really use any fancy clothes - he doesn't seem to care what he wears as long as he's not under dressed enough to offend someone. Most often he wears a white tunic, gray pants and black boots.
Personality: Ramius used to be talkative and always saw the better things even in the worst of situations. Now he's slightly bitter, doesn't talk much and all in all has stopped caring about the things he used to care most. He still has a sense of humor, though it has became quite dry and bleak. Ramius has a very sharp mind and he's perfectly willing to utilize it in every way he can to aid the kingdom - if he's not wallowing in self pity that is.
Background: Ramius was untill recently - two years to be exact - the heir apparent to the throne. A botched alchemy experiment ruined that plan. His eyesight was damaged badly - rendering him more or less blind. He still does his best to give his sister good advice whenever it's needed.
Place in Society: prince
Other: Always has a walking stick with him, he has also learned to navigate the castle and it's immediate surroundings based on memory alone.
((Yes, please.))
For your information Cadogan has a very good constitution! >w< He's barely tipsy, damnit! Just a minor slurring of the words! It's not like his hands are shaking or his wine consumption is affecting his balance and other such important senses! >w< *TABLE FLIP* Raaah! I want a cookie!
((If you want her to get away she'll get away ^w^))
Raaawrh! Wk-sama TwT Why are you not posting?? TTwTT
((the next one the group is heading is the one your gal is at. OwO))
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