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The Nerd Formerly Known as Melkor
STATUS: haven’t been able to rp in so long. grad school is a bitch 4 mos ago
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haven’t been able to rp in so long. grad school is a bitch
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3 yrs ago
I'm about to enter my senior year. So close to that astro degreeeeee
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4 yrs ago
Act two of the original three is done. It is about 100 pages and 23k words. I'll be merging the first two acts into one and the book will end up being about twice as long as originally projected.
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4 yrs ago
Act 1 of 3 is done. It’s about 100 pages and 23k words and has a prelude, 8 chapters, and an interlude. I’m looking at 100k words as an approximate goal.
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Progress on draft 2: 8200 words and 32 pages.
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Thrawn: "I have read about the nightswan. Have you?"
Nightswan: "You refer to the fact that it sings only as night is falling?"
Thrawn: "Yes. You do not expect your stand to succeed, do you?"
Nightswan: "I know that it won't succeed."
Thrawn: "That does not necessarily mean the end. I can give orders for you to be taken unharmed."
Nightswan: "They will be ignored. Half the troops here are Batonn Defense and Restos is determined to get rid of me."
Thrawn: "Then come with me now!"
Nightswan: "A man must do what he must, Admiral Thrawn. Even if his stand is against the fall of eternal night."
Nightswan: "You refer to the fact that it sings only as night is falling?"
Thrawn: "Yes. You do not expect your stand to succeed, do you?"
Nightswan: "I know that it won't succeed."
Thrawn: "That does not necessarily mean the end. I can give orders for you to be taken unharmed."
Nightswan: "They will be ignored. Half the troops here are Batonn Defense and Restos is determined to get rid of me."
Thrawn: "Then come with me now!"
Nightswan: "A man must do what he must, Admiral Thrawn. Even if his stand is against the fall of eternal night."
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Cylus made sure to keep an eye on the prince since he’d arrived. Even as he introduced himself and got to know those in his new unit, he continued to keep a watchful eye. Cylus didn’t lay claim to being from any one nation in the Concilium because he was a part of its fighting force. The way he saw it; everyone in the Concilium were his responsibility to defend, especially ruling bodies.
So, naturally, Cylus took notice when Jarde left the area with the outlaw, Taka. Thael followed not far behind. He realized that this was a good decision - As they passed through the Varjo encampment Cylus took notice of their warriors preparing for battle. While they are always ready for a fight, this seemed out of place. The swordmaster moved his left hand to rest on the hilt of his blade as he made he way through the camp, behind the Prince.
The sound of the camp wasn’t a quiet one, if the Prince and outlaw were having a conversation there was no possible way Cylus would hear it - the sound of chatter and metal clanking against metal was simple too much. As the duo entered the tent Cylus briefly lost sight of them. He made his way in, quickly. He found that there was a new member to the group, making it a trio. They were being challenged by several Varjo warriors, weapons drawn.
Seeing the danger Cylus moved quickly. To the trio it probably would seemed that he’d materialized, the warriors would have seen him coming. He drew his sword, casually, and said “There’s no need for violence, my friends. This is Prince Jarde of Ereb - you would do to not harm him lest you feel the wrath of the Concilium.” He spoke casually because he didn’t feel that he needed to use any sort of intimidating voice.
I think it lends itself well to your role in the group
The sound of wood clashing with wood filled the hall as the soldiers practiced. There were dozens of them, divided into smaller groups of maybe six sparring partners. Standing at the entryway, a large threshold with two large doors, was a rather tall man just under two meters in height. He wore light armor and carried two swords on his left side, one positioned below the other and both in sheaths. His hair was brown in hue and not necessarily long and not actually short. He spoke to a shorter man who had beckoned him away from his students.
“Captain Cylus Thael, you have orders to appear for the parley at Dragonrage Pass. You’ll be joining a special regiment for an assignment. The Orders come from General Thael.” General Thael was, for clarification, Cylus Thael’s sister.
“Ah, Mira. I was hoping she’d send me. While I do love teaching,” he glanced back at the soldiers, several practice swords had been broken since he’d left, “I do miss the action of battle. I’ll get ready with all haste.”
Cylus stood by as the others members of their rag-tag group introduced themselves, he was certain that each member was as skilled, or maybe more so, with their abilities as he was with the blade. Even though the group wasn’t as intimidating to look at as an organized unit of soldiers, they, he was sure, were far more deadly by an order of magnitude, at least.
There were two shape shifting dragons, refered to as manaketes; the Prince of Ereb was present, an outlaw from Archanea, a maid who Cylus was certain had more to offer than met the eye, there was also a tactician.
Mira must have something in mind if she’s involved in putting this group together… He considered approaching her and asking about it but had quickly abandoned the idea - she was just as likely to eat him alive as actually answer the question. Cylus feared his eldest sister, she didn’t become a general of a third of the Concilium military by collecting bottle caps.
No one had spoken for a few seconds so Cylus decided to take the opportunity. He stood, making himself clearly visible, “My name is Cylus Thael. I teach swordsmanship at the base in Archanea. I can fight in close quarters but not at a distance and, so you're aware - I wear light armor for speed and agility. I don’t carry a shield for the same.” He’d turned toward the man who’d called himself Alfred as he spoke, letting the man know what he could and couldn’t do.
“Captain Cylus Thael, you have orders to appear for the parley at Dragonrage Pass. You’ll be joining a special regiment for an assignment. The Orders come from General Thael.” General Thael was, for clarification, Cylus Thael’s sister.
“Ah, Mira. I was hoping she’d send me. While I do love teaching,” he glanced back at the soldiers, several practice swords had been broken since he’d left, “I do miss the action of battle. I’ll get ready with all haste.”
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Cylus stood by as the others members of their rag-tag group introduced themselves, he was certain that each member was as skilled, or maybe more so, with their abilities as he was with the blade. Even though the group wasn’t as intimidating to look at as an organized unit of soldiers, they, he was sure, were far more deadly by an order of magnitude, at least.
There were two shape shifting dragons, refered to as manaketes; the Prince of Ereb was present, an outlaw from Archanea, a maid who Cylus was certain had more to offer than met the eye, there was also a tactician.
Mira must have something in mind if she’s involved in putting this group together… He considered approaching her and asking about it but had quickly abandoned the idea - she was just as likely to eat him alive as actually answer the question. Cylus feared his eldest sister, she didn’t become a general of a third of the Concilium military by collecting bottle caps.
No one had spoken for a few seconds so Cylus decided to take the opportunity. He stood, making himself clearly visible, “My name is Cylus Thael. I teach swordsmanship at the base in Archanea. I can fight in close quarters but not at a distance and, so you're aware - I wear light armor for speed and agility. I don’t carry a shield for the same.” He’d turned toward the man who’d called himself Alfred as he spoke, letting the man know what he could and couldn’t do.
I love the idea that Paul is actually consulting the chaos gods whenever he gets a sheet.
@Snarfulblast Just apply by posting a CS in the OOC, probably should tag Paul in it.
Whoa! I just got a chance to check the IC and it exploded since yesterday. I'll try to get something up within a few hours - I'm at work right now xD
Cool, I'll start working on something.
Okay cool xD and, no I don't plan to. I'm happy with the artwork.
@PaulHaynek Should I take it that, because I wasn't included in the list, I'm not accepted?
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