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@Rabidporcupine

You don't have to pick the ones up there - you can come up with your own. There's a whole bunch of ideas in the Discord if you want help! I recommend joining, as the list in OP isn't really up to date about what's taken.
My favorite candy is gummi bears. Specifically Haribo ones, not generic brand.
That sounds really cool! I'm sure we can figure out more of the mystery as the story develops.
Unsure. I was thinking of a street doc type character - maybe a nursing school drop out that supports herself and her family by pulling bullets out of gangers and sticking unlicensed robot parts in shady people. Maybe she could get involved once it becomes clear that this is the 'people getting shot' kind of shady business, and become involved in taking down whoever's behind it?
Interested, perhaps.


Samuel Alderach


Samuel rose. Indeed, he had heard the rumors of this bizarre infection; though many had dismissed it as superstition, he had far too much experience with the mysteries of this world to be so sure. Such foul magics were common in the dark places of the world, powers that could strip a man of his mind and soul.

After the other commanders had spoken, Samuel thumped his fist over his heart and bowed his head. "My lady, I shall have my Woodsman comb the countryside for information. If this plague is the work of some warlock or hedge mage, we will find him, your grace." Upon being dismissed, he turned and left, stealing one last glance at the most beautiful woman in the world before he exited the throne room. Without sparing a single word to the others, he marched over to the nearest window, pushed it open, and dove out, the wind rising to meet him as he fell.

Within a few hours, he was standing in the middle of the Woodsman's Camp, all his knights circled around him (those who weren't currently on an assignment, anyway - he'd write to them later.)

"What's the word, chief?" spoke Harald, a big man with an axe slung over his shoulder. "Something bad enough to get us all involved?"

Samuel nodded, and addressed the crowd. "You've all heard the rumors. A plague, a serious one, something that makes monsters of men. The Queen's worried, worried enough that she set all of her Knight-Commanders on it. Now, if I know the rest of them, they're probably running about, chasing their tails right now." There were snickers at that - mocking the other knight orders was something of a woodsman pastime - "But we are going to get results. Fan out, search the countryside. Be thorough. Track down every witch, every hedge mage, everyone who can cast a cantrip and question them. If they have anything useful to say, bring them in. If they're suspicious, bring them in. Lethal force is only to be used when necessary - we want answers, not corpses. Mages are dangerous, so nobody travels alone; twos and threes, I'll let you figure it out. Any questions?"

Isabelle Vastria raised her hand. "Where are you going, chief?"

"I'm headed back to the city. If this gets worse, it could be a disaster, and the Queen's going to need someone reliable. I'll send a bird if there are any new developments. Or maybe a Harp, make them feel useful." More laughter, and Samuel raised his fist. "What are we, Woodsmen?"

"Queensmen!" came the roar in reply, and Samuel smiled.

"You have your orders. Get to work." The Woodsman bustled off to their tasks, and the wind lifted Samuel off his feet.
@tathgon

I'd absolutely be up for having Izabelle as a Woodsman, provided you're alright with her getting up to some... unsavoury business.
Samuel Alderach


The wind was like a cocoon - it enveloped him, cushioned him, bore him aloft. When he was young he had been afraid of great heights, but they held no terror for him now; he had more pressing concerns, anyway.

It had been some time since he had been to Azure Gate, he reflected as the woods zipped by under him. For almost a year he had lived amongst his knights, training them and leading them on raid after raid on the Queen's enemies. If she asked it of him, he would stay by her side always as her companion and protector, but he knew that he served her best out there. Whatever was going on, it must be truly serious to call him back.

The Woodsmen's camp was nearly a week away from the city on foot - windborne, however, Samuel was able to arrive in a matter of hours. Moving silently out of old habit, he entered without the notice of a soul, save for the maid who'd nearly passed out when he'd tapped on a window and asked to be let in. He really had been gone too long.

Note to self - talk to the Queen about the state of the guard. He knew Her Majesty was tired of hearing his complaints about the inadequacy of her security, but he was always eager for a reason to take it back up with her, and single-handedly infiltrating the castle seemed like a good one. He could already hear her tired response: Samuel, it hardly counts when you can fly.

Mud tracked behind him as slipped into the throne room, barely registering the presence of Adelina and Kolburn as he caught sight of her. Queen Celosia was not beautiful; women were beautiful. The queen was a thing apart, divine, indefatigable, noble. Samuel sank to his knee, head bowed.

"My Queen," he said without looking up, "You called, and your woodsman has come. As always."
Chloe will start in a settlement, getting paid in supplies to stitch someone back up. Might as well be the same village that Hegedus is in.
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