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Someone remind me to stop staying up into the next day. I'm way too tired to function as I write this.
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Hello people of this website! I'm a dude, I just really enjoy playing female characters, don't ask why 'cause I don't know. I'm something of a die hard Mass Effect fan, and that's about it.
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@Madame Kitten Fixed it, Zinnia's knowledge is simply a hunch based off of another's created rumor now.
Lucien heard the screams as he lowered his crossbow, muttering a quick prayer to those lost in the fight, hoping that at least a few of the souls would escape Sar'Than's grasp. Turning around and gesturing for the party to follow, he answered Evelyn as he shook the memory of those screams from his mind, like dust from a rug. "Yes ma'am, Sharwood's in the process of being fortified as we speak. The children have been hidden for now, until reinforcements arrive. A courier's been sent to spread the word of Starguard's fall and acquire assistance." He started to walk, stopping after a moment and turning to the commander.
"Ma'am, with all due respect, you need some help. I don't want you stumbling up this trail, it will worsen any injuries you might've sustained." He came close to the woman and the bear, then grimaced... a Necromancer's taint was around this beast, and he knew who it was. That girl with the shovel, which appeared to be bloodstained. "Bloody hell, that's terrifying..." He mumbled, then shivered, imagining the girl gleefully bashing a helpless man over the head with the spade.
"Ma'am, with all due respect, you need some help. I don't want you stumbling up this trail, it will worsen any injuries you might've sustained." He came close to the woman and the bear, then grimaced... a Necromancer's taint was around this beast, and he knew who it was. That girl with the shovel, which appeared to be bloodstained. "Bloody hell, that's terrifying..." He mumbled, then shivered, imagining the girl gleefully bashing a helpless man over the head with the spade.
*GAVIN SCREAMING*
I've assigned people colors for when they speak! WOO!
Aaron = Teal
Zinnia = Maroon
Jace = Lime
Aaron = Teal
Zinnia = Maroon
Jace = Lime
There was a quick knock on Lyra's door, a knock that suggested either urgency or annoyance. With Aaron on the other side, pounding on it with his fist, it was most likely the latter. "Lyra! Open the damn door, I'm dragging you to that ball tonight, whether you like it or not! You need to get outside for once!" He was gonna give her a minute, then he was gonna short circuit the magnetic lock on the door.
That minute passed quickly, then he simply pressed his hand to the lock and set to work. "Let's see here, just gotta reverse the polarity of one of the magnets..." In a moment, the door swung outward with a click, and in walked the spark plug, dressed in a sharp, light brown and pinstriped suit, snow white undershirt, a black tie... and a clown mask hanging from his hip for the moment, painted neatly with an American flag decorating the facade.
"No one cares about the mall, anymore! Now get outside and be soc-" He shut his mouth as he saw the scene in front of him, appalled by the mess. He had lived in a literal dump during his childhood, and now kept his living quarters in pristine shape, not wanting to fall into old habits. "Jesus Christ, Lyra..."
Zinnia came to the mall's main entrance, standing in the heavy robes and metal mask of a Janissary, the only hints as to who she was being the katar hanging from her belt and the bust that gave her away as a woman. A true disguise if one ever existed, really.
The only problem was that she had no idea what the woman looked like, much less what her costume was. Well, there was another problem, as she had just glanced down at her watch. "Iron's running late, fantastic... hope nothing happened to him." She nodded to a passing couple walking into the large building, then leaned on the wall, arms crossed. "I did tell him what I'm dressed as... I did, didn't I?" She shook her head, erasing the doubt from that thought.
That minute passed quickly, then he simply pressed his hand to the lock and set to work. "Let's see here, just gotta reverse the polarity of one of the magnets..." In a moment, the door swung outward with a click, and in walked the spark plug, dressed in a sharp, light brown and pinstriped suit, snow white undershirt, a black tie... and a clown mask hanging from his hip for the moment, painted neatly with an American flag decorating the facade.
"No one cares about the mall, anymore! Now get outside and be soc-" He shut his mouth as he saw the scene in front of him, appalled by the mess. He had lived in a literal dump during his childhood, and now kept his living quarters in pristine shape, not wanting to fall into old habits. "Jesus Christ, Lyra..."
Zinnia came to the mall's main entrance, standing in the heavy robes and metal mask of a Janissary, the only hints as to who she was being the katar hanging from her belt and the bust that gave her away as a woman. A true disguise if one ever existed, really.
The only problem was that she had no idea what the woman looked like, much less what her costume was. Well, there was another problem, as she had just glanced down at her watch. "Iron's running late, fantastic... hope nothing happened to him." She nodded to a passing couple walking into the large building, then leaned on the wall, arms crossed. "I did tell him what I'm dressed as... I did, didn't I?" She shook her head, erasing the doubt from that thought.
@Madame Kitten So is that a no to Jace and Artemis showing up at the same time, or..?
@Ace of flames01 Finally made the post for Lucien, he may have effectively translated what Ruinil said.
One hour.
It had been an entire hour since that courier came, having made the executive decision to warn the nearest village of the attack Sar'Than had made on the Templars. Lucien Jakorian had organized a defense force, arming the men and women of this settlement and hiding the children. He was growing impatient, the survivors should've been there by now. Unless...
No, these were the best soldiers in the world, he'd meet them halfway down the trail. He took his mace and slid it into his belt loop, took hold of his talisman, then placed his crossbow into the sheathe he had on his left shoulder blade. And so he set off down the trail out of town, looking for a sign of life.
No less than five minutes into the search for his comrades did Lucien find the half-elf toe-to-toe with Ruinil, then drew his crossbow from it's holding place. He approached from behind, weapon aimed for the half-breed's spine the whole time. Once within ten yards, he held the weapon out with one hand, aimed for the forester like it had been for the last minute or so. "Out of the way, elf. Those are Templars you're speaking to, and one of them is my commanding officer," He made a quick nod to Evelyn, then tapped the trigger of his crossbow, the projectile staying in place. "Now move, unless you like bolts being pulled out of your back slowly." Jakorian is a cleric, yes, but he can make a convincing sadist at times.
It had been an entire hour since that courier came, having made the executive decision to warn the nearest village of the attack Sar'Than had made on the Templars. Lucien Jakorian had organized a defense force, arming the men and women of this settlement and hiding the children. He was growing impatient, the survivors should've been there by now. Unless...
No, these were the best soldiers in the world, he'd meet them halfway down the trail. He took his mace and slid it into his belt loop, took hold of his talisman, then placed his crossbow into the sheathe he had on his left shoulder blade. And so he set off down the trail out of town, looking for a sign of life.
No less than five minutes into the search for his comrades did Lucien find the half-elf toe-to-toe with Ruinil, then drew his crossbow from it's holding place. He approached from behind, weapon aimed for the half-breed's spine the whole time. Once within ten yards, he held the weapon out with one hand, aimed for the forester like it had been for the last minute or so. "Out of the way, elf. Those are Templars you're speaking to, and one of them is my commanding officer," He made a quick nod to Evelyn, then tapped the trigger of his crossbow, the projectile staying in place. "Now move, unless you like bolts being pulled out of your back slowly." Jakorian is a cleric, yes, but he can make a convincing sadist at times.
@Dynamo Frokane You just gave me a great idea for finally introducing Lucien. Fair warning, Halen may or may not be shot in the foot within the next hour or so.
He probably won't be.
He probably won't be.
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