MULTI_MEDIA_MAN

Fire Emblem RP

Nerendier said
Would it be safe to assume that Hark is physically the strongest of the group? I kind of had a picture in my mind that Hark ends up facing off with someone like Alice and holds his own due to just overwhelming strength, but is outclassed in terms of finesse and skill. I don't know, just had this picture in my head as him being strong, almost excessively so. Opinions?

It's safe to say he's tougher than Hark, at the very least. but yeah, I think that's about accurate. Dude's 6'6" and 280 pounds....

Fire Emblem RP

Same. New thread is okay with me.

Legend of Zelda: The Templar Crusade

Mogtaki said
You know, if you're trying to defend the US military...don't try. The stereotype of us non-US citizens not liking the US military is very, very true and I'd rather this stay out of a Zelda thread considering it's nothing to do with it. All you're going to do is heighten it.

A bit hypocritical coming from the one who STARTED the argument...

Fire Emblem RP

Smiling at Ereshk, Barst stepped up to the bags, grabbing a few in his hands. Walking over to his pegasus, he placed some of the grocery bags in the saddlebagsattached to his mount's saddle. Making sure they were secure on each side of his partner, Barst turned back to the mage. "I'd rather not fly these back. Between the pair of us and the groceries, we might tire the poor guy out a bit too much." Jerking his head to his pegasus, he grabbed some more bags and nodded at the few that remained. "But I think the walk isn't too bad. And now that you aren't weighed down by half the camp's meals, you'll probably have an easier time of things." Shrugging, he turned around and started off on his way back to camp.

After a moment, he paused for a moment, looking at his fellow mercenary. "I'm not sure if we've ever been properly introduced. Name's Barst. Barst Palatine. I'm a mounted archer. How's the whole mercenary thing treating you? I'm kinda used to the work, being a former Caldegian knight, but once that war broke out...well, that ended kinda quick. Found myself down in Belinni before I knew it, signing up with whoever I could. Just didn't want to sit around I guess..."

TES: Soul Cairn (Interest Check)

Superfly said
*shudders* Please don't use words like "dis"It physically hurts.

....if I must.....

TES: Soul Cairn (Interest Check)

Definitely interested. I really like dis idea.

Fire Emblem RP

That was beautiful. Prepping the first battle as a throwaway by the Vinsenians to rid themselves of some bandits? Pretty clever.

Fire Emblem RP

Vincanity said
A lot of sighing in this rp.

Sighing and shrugging are my character's basic actions, and how they get through a good 30-40% of interactions with other people.

Fire Emblem RP

Sighing, Barst mounted his pegasus, looking around and shrugging. Ereshk was running late with the groceries. Again. Why they sent the dark mage to get their supplies, he would never know. Barst himself had offered nearly a dozen times to take over the duty, on account of the fact that he could easily make it to town, get the supplies, load them up, and get back in less than half the time it would take their current marketboy.

Maybe Carthul wanted the boy to keep himself fit. Barst disagreed. There were better ways than to make the young man kill himself by lugging groceries around. He had a solid three inches on Barst but weighed a solid fifteen pounds fewer. He wasn't the most fit mage that ever lived, and Barst thought it a bit cruel to make him carry more than his own weight-almost literally, sometimes.

Lightly slapping his pegasus on the nose, the two took off for Charten, landing just outside of the town not long after. He'd spotted the dark mage from the air, quickly approaching on his pegasus. "Oy, Ereshk, right?!" Calling out to the figure struggling to carry the bags, Barst chuckled. "Want a little help, there? We wouldn't mind takin' a few of those bags off yer hands for a bit." Giving a friendly smile, Barst hopped off of his pegasus and looked at his fellow mercenary. Obviously not the fittest fellow, but for a mage, strength of mind was more important than strength of body. At least, on the battlefield it usually was.

Prometheus Academy: Open-world, multiple locations, unique classes and an overarching story.

Coughing as he continued smoking, Jacob barely realized that the woman was leaving. He hadn't even gotten her name, shit. Now he felt like an ungrateful bastard. Sighing, he went back to smoking and closed his eyes.

After he finished what was in the pipe, he took a few slow breaths and blinked slowly. Okay, that.....was something new. A good kind of new. Moving over to his closet, he stashed the contraband into his rucksack, hiding it deep in the bag. Crawling on his hands and knees, he searched for his prosthesis and affixed it, carefully getting to his feet and regaining his balance. Accomplishing that, he walked over to the door, deciding that now was a good time to satisfy the munchies.

/End of Scenario 30