If we are marked to die, we are enough To do our country loss; and if to live, The fewer men, the greater share of honour. God’s will! I pray thee, wish not one man more. By Jove, I am not covetous for gold, Nor care I who doth feed upon my cost; It yearns me not if men my garments wear; Such outward things dwell not in my desires; But if it be a sin to covet honour, I am the most offending soul alive. No, faith, my coz, wish not a man from England. God’s peace! I would not lose so great an honour As one man more, methinks, would share from me For the best hope I have. O, do not wish one more! Rather proclaim it, Westmoreland, through my host, That he which hath no stomach to this fight, Let him depart. His passport shall be made, And crowns for convoy put into his purse. We would not die in that man’s company That fears his fellowship to die with us.
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Yep, thanks :)
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Depends on the character, really. I think your character's profession is only one small aspect of your character out of many. What about his personality? His interests? His relationship with everyone else? What about character development. There's plenty of ways to play a plumber. Hand me a Mario and I'd bet I can make it work.
Thing is you /could/ end up overshadowed by players with ''better'' characters. And while I do quite enjoy playing some sort of leech who can't do anything, it'd end up getting on peoples nerves I think.
Hm, did I miss your character then? So far the only loyal character I've seen is the baron, and even he is getting sick of the Weade's a bit. :P
Also, I don't call this bingo @Zran, I call this propaganda talks at work.
I shall wait as I know FallenMuse is also still working on hers. I'd like to start tomorrow at least however. Can't wait to see your character though.
Also, is it just me or is the court really full of just backstabbers and spies?
People that live under the family, essentially subjects etc. people like a marshal, a stablesmaster, a smith, whatever you can think of. Levies? Soldiers? Whatever you wanna play really. Could also play a close familymember of the Weade like a younger sister or younger brother.
And yes. I am late. Sadly. :(
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[i]If we are marked to die, we are enough
To do our country loss; and if to live,
The fewer men, the greater share of honour.
God’s will! I pray thee, wish not one man more.
By Jove, I am not covetous for gold,
Nor care I who doth feed upon my cost;
It yearns me not if men my garments wear;
Such outward things dwell not in my desires;
But if it be a sin to covet honour,
I am the most offending soul alive.
No, faith, my coz, wish not a man from England.
God’s peace! I would not lose so great an honour
As one man more, methinks, would share from me
For the best hope I have. O, do not wish one more!
Rather proclaim it, Westmoreland, through my host,
That he which hath no stomach to this fight,
Let him depart. His passport shall be made,
And crowns for convoy put into his purse.
We would not die in that man’s company
That fears his fellowship to die with us.[/i][/center]
<div style="white-space:pre-wrap;"><div class="bb-center"><img src="http://i68.tinypic.com/2i275ae.png" /><br><br><span class="bb-i">If we are marked to die, we are enough<br>To do our country loss; and if to live,<br>The fewer men, the greater share of honour.<br>God’s will! I pray thee, wish not one man more.<br>By Jove, I am not covetous for gold,<br>Nor care I who doth feed upon my cost;<br>It yearns me not if men my garments wear;<br>Such outward things dwell not in my desires;<br>But if it be a sin to covet honour,<br>I am the most offending soul alive.<br>No, faith, my coz, wish not a man from England.<br>God’s peace! I would not lose so great an honour<br>As one man more, methinks, would share from me<br>For the best hope I have. O, do not wish one more!<br>Rather proclaim it, Westmoreland, through my host,<br>That he which hath no stomach to this fight,<br>Let him depart. His passport shall be made,<br>And crowns for convoy put into his purse.<br>We would not die in that man’s company<br>That fears his fellowship to die with us.</span></div></div>