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13 Dec 2016 13:33
Current Sometimes I wonder whether or not my trust is misplaced or not, especially when it seems that the trust I place in some people isn't reciprocated.
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3 Dec 2016 5:07
All that is gold does not glitter; not all those who wander are lost; the old that is strong does not wither; deep roots are not reached by the frost.
2 Jul 2016 9:05
Currently in exam periods at University after a full month of mobilization and a constant strike Things arent looking well so ill either be busy trying to save the semester or not because its lost
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12 Jun 2016 20:50
I should re-read the Lord of the Rings one of these days
25 Apr 2016 21:19
Is it wierd that, whenever I am stressed I want to RP? I don't know, helps keep my mind off of certain things. Don't know if that's a good thing or a bad thing.


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Allow me to dust off this ooc thing here. Has everyone survived their finals?

Still haven't gotten to them, but they'll be here soon Help me, I'm scared D:
Got ya man
And my post is up, hope it's good! And sorry for the long wait.
Among the many figures making their way towards Umber’s Cairn one of them stood out in particular among the throng of travellers that made their way towards the plateau that overlooked the Northern Marches. This traveller, who stood out from amongst the rest of the people making their way towards the cairn, was a knight or, more precisely, one of the Templars from the Order of the Dusk, a fact that was readily apparent ue to the dark indigo tabard that the lone knight wore over the chest piece of his armor. Yet it was evident that the templar had been on the road for a long time, something that was evident by the dried mud stains that one could spot on the tabard alongside with quite a few places where it was clear the tabard had been teared and which had been subsequently sewn again.

No one knew what had driven the mysterious knight to make the trip towards Umber’s Cairn and, by extension, the Northern Marches. Indeed the knight spoke very little towards the troupe of travellers with which he had arrived to the path leading to the cairn, only speaking when it was absolutely necessary or when he had to request something directly from another member of the group, and so far no one had the courage to ask the knight any more details past his name: Talos Valcoran. As such, most of the group had eventually started ignoring the templar and barely anyone noticed when the knight suddenly stopped on his way upwards towards the cairn.

Talos had stopped making his way towards the plateau when a familiar sight had suddenly appeared: there on the distance he could barely make out the outline of the Dragonback Mountains. While it was difficult to recognize the distant mountains, their sight was one that Talos was all too familiar with due to the time he had spent serving Lord Daubeney in an effort to be knighted. Anger and bitterness surged in equal measures in his spirit as the memories of the time he had spent on the accursed lands that Daubeney lorded over, memories of joy and triumph as he recalled the victories he and his fellow would-be-knights had shared over a decade ago. Yet the sight also dredged painful memories from the depths of Talos’s mind, briefly passing before his very eyes: he remembered himself and his fellow squires chasing a beast in the direction of the Dragonback mountains, their discovery of the lair of the Fey Witch and the gruesome encounter with the witch.

Raising a, unknown to him, shaking hand Talos touched the spot under his breastplate where he knew that the pendant he wore was located. Taking a deep breath Talos calmed himself down, his hands looking around the path towards the cairn to see if anyone had noticed his small outburst only to notice that -instinctively- his free hand had reached for the hilt of his valdium blade. Breathing deeply once more, Talos let go of the hilt of his sword and turned his gaze towards the outline of the Dragonback mountains once more “I swear I’ll avenge you my brothers, even if it’s the last thing I do.” Talos swore to himself under his breath before giving a small nod in the general direction where the mountain was, a small gesture of remembrance towards the memory of his dead comrades.

With his emotions back under control Talos resumed his trek towards Umber’s Cairn with a renewed sense of purpose, quickly reaching the clearing. “I swear I’ll avenge us all.” He thought to himself bitterly as he gently set down the rucksack that he carried with himself, settling down on a log that was near the smithy located in the northern part of the cairn.
I'm liking everyone so far, honestly. But totes, Roze makez the coolest characters.

True, true. Looking towards to see how everyone interacts with each other, that's bound to be interesting.
@MiddleEarthRoze Hahaha, looking forward to seeing what you write about him!

Can't wait for this RP to get in full swing now!
@MiddleEarthRoze Just read the CS of your PC and holy shit that's a dark backstory. Great character Roze and, if i might say so, it was a great read.
My character is up! Expect an incoming post soon-ish
Khosin was on his room, putting back in what little he had taken during his short absence from the Borealis on their intended places inside his room, when the ship’s intercom crackled to life with Drono’s voice “Everyone. Get your asses to the Bridge..” The Drell’s words reached the Batarian as he finished organizing his meager possessions inside of the starship. Something about the way Drono spoke set off alarm bells inside of Khosin’s head, this was an urgent matter -that much was evident by how Drono’s words were devoid of their usual humorous tone- and as such he made haste towards the Borealis’s bridge

After a short walk, Khosin was crossing the threshold that led into the bridge, noticing that the entirety of the crew were already there now that he was present along with someone he didn't recognise "Huh, new member, better ask someone about who they are later on." He listened as Drono spoke, telling them of how the deterioration of his nerves and spines would quickly reach a critical point. When Drono reached the point about Yestin, about how the Salarian had betrayed him, Khosin found himself clenching his fists in anger, his teeth gritting slightly in frustration. He wasn’t a good man by any means, and he was sure that he had done worse than everyone in the ship except perhaps Vellios, but if there was one thing that he couldn’t stand, nor forgive, was betrayal.

He listened on as Drono continued speaking, watching silently as the crew reacted to the news and voiced their opinion on Drono’s plan and what information the Drell had given them. He could empathize with Serena’s words, wanting to save Drono and think everything would go alright, but Tanya’s words -backed by Tonka- also resonated with him. If they didn’t take this seriously this wouldn’t cost them a mere pay but it could end with Drono being crippled for life, not to mention putting themselves in Eclipse’s bad side and that was something they couldn’t afford at all. Internally breathing a sigh of relief when Dex turned to speak to the assembled crew the Batarian soon found himself nodding in agreement with Dex’s assessment of the situation.

Turning to look at Haze, Khosin listened once more in silence as the turian scout began pacing around the table and began coming up with a plan for the mission at Lafayette station. “Well, I’d say we have a pretty solid plan so far.” Spoke Khosin finally once Hazan had finished speaking “I’m more inclined to try the distraction plan, pretty sure I could be of help with that because of….well, I don’t need to tell you guys why a Batarian suddenly appearing in a space station that is mostly filled with humans.” He said before turning to face Drono “Don’t worry Drono you’ll live through this, we’ll make sure of it.” Said the Batarian, trying to reassure Drono’s worries “Oh, and one last thing, send me all info on Yestin you have as well, I have a few contacts on the Blue Suns, they might not have worked with Yestin directly but there’s a chance they’ll be able to find something about him.”

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