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28 days ago
Current New Schedule for my RP friends. My goal is 1 reply a day, total. Meaning that of my 4 current ongoing RPs, each partner can expect a reply once every 4 days. Maybe more often if I'm inspired.
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1 mo ago
I think it's funny how worried I was about catching up on posts. I caught up in a day and am now bored waiting for replies!
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2 mos ago
Back stateside. Posts will slowly resume over the course of the next week
2 mos ago
To my RP partners, I will get a reply to everyone I owe one two in the next few days. Then it's radio silence for 2 weeks while I'm on vacation! I'll still be available to chat, just not post
2 mos ago
When you finally catch up on all your RP replies and are just... waiting
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@Elevation and everyone else in the thread.

I should have clarified Mergoux's helmet situation. It's not a full-face helm.



This is a commission I had done of Mergoux. I'll post it here and add it to the CS too, just so y'all get a good idea of what she looks like in armor without me going into a hugely detailed post about it.
There! CS is up!

I should stress that Mergoux, while renowned to some extent, is much more of a local legend than someone known world-wide. Hopefully this'll all work out with what lore goes on here and we can keep it rolling effectively and enjoyably!


Name: Thalia Coldstone
Current Alias: Mergoux the Butcher
Age: 87

Status: Mergoux is wanted in some parts of the world as a serial killer, after murdering several corrupt politicians and officials of a small town in the North.

Bio: Little is known about the woman known as The Butcher. She has been active for over fifty years now, and has achieved moderate renown among small towns and villages she's passed through. Many masters of the sword claim to have taught her, though none can ever say they've seen her face. What is known is that the woman is a killer, through and through, but not one of evil intent. Though often wanted by the law, she is praised by the townsfolk for her deeds. She is a butcher, a sadistic killer, but her prey is never the innocent. Instead she protects them from those who would harm them, be they outlaw bandits, or corrupt officials. She's been on the prowl for over fifty years now, and still going strong. To this effect she is known not to be human, but then... no Elf is so sturdy, no dwarf so tall. So what could she be?

Equipment: Mergoux wields a greatsword in battle, but is adept with any sword or dagger. To this affect she keeps a pair of long knuckle-daggers by her side as well, for close quarters combat. Her armor is surprisingly light, made heavy enough to protect her well, but also light enough for her to be mobile and agile. Her helmet is arguably her most important item however, for she never takes it off in front of anyone. No-one has seen her face and lived to tell the tale in five decades. Throughout the years she has also acquired a fair amount of money, either taking from the corpses of bandits, or taking a small portion from excess taxes, stolen by officials and returned to the people after the official's head is removed. She is far from rich, but money is rarely a problem for her lifestyle of moving tavern to tavern and town to town.

Skills:
Bladeswoman - Mergoux is an expert with all manner of knives, daggers and swords of all size. Having been practicing the art for over 60 years, as well as finding a natural affinity for the weapons, there are few who can rival her in bladecraft.
Tough - Mergoux's resistance to pain is above normal standards. It's not that she doesn't feel it, but more that she has the physical and mental strength to power through it beyond what most normal people could stand. While your average warrior would fall back after breaking their arm, Mergoux would usually prefer to pull out a shorter weapon and keep fighting.
Crossbow - Though not as adept with this weapon as she is with Swords, Mergoux is still a crack-shot with a crossbow.
Survival - Mergoux lives between towns, never taking residence and not able to keep much on her person at all times. This means she's often found herself in the wilderness with dwindling food, shelter and the like. She's long since overcome that and become an excellent survivalist, able to cook hearty meals from what only nature can offer, as well as survive cold nights with little more than a blanket and the wild's gifts.
Half-breed - As a Half-Elf, Mergoux takes both positives and negatives from either species, but through resolute training she has managed to weed out most weaknesses, and a good set of genetics don't hurt. Her rigorous exercise combined with her father's inherited power has given her strength, while her mother's Elven grace has granted her agility.

@Lucius Cypher

That's the idea actually yeah. She's caught half way. She'll never live anywhere near as long as an Elf, but will live far longer than a human. The idea is that she's currently 87, but physically about 30, aging about 1/3rd of the human rate. If that's all good then I'll post the CS in a bit
@Lucius Cypher there are a few things I'd need to okay with you lot. Biggest of which would be if long-lived half-elves
Yo. I am OT. I'm gonna give this a go.

I've not read all the previous pages, but I intend to in time. Hopefully where I jumped in won't put Mergoux too out of place.

@Elevation

In the city of Yord, a cold pair of hazel eyes watched Hark as he stood atop the platform. From under the spiked helmet, she watched him and listened to his speech. He spoke of titles and she did not listen. Titles did not matter to her. He was just another man, who happened to be in charge of a few others. He wasn't special simply because of some title bestowed on him by the death of a comrade or the say-so of a superior. In her experience often high-titled sods were either the strongest, bravest and cleverest, or else utter fools given power and too greedy to relinquish it.

Hopefully the man was the former, hopefully word had not spread of her here. She'd come a long way from the North, and while she wasn't eager to return there, but she had made a promise, and if the Orcs were posing a threat, then they needed to be stopped before more innocents fell to their crude weapons.

As Hark stepped down, the tall frame of the woman known as Mergoux the Butcher stepped forwards to meet a soldier and make her 'X' on the line where she was told.
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