Pathfinder

King Alaman's Reign

Yup, Why go big when you can go bigger?

The Elder Scrolls, Unsung Heroes of the Oblivion Crisis.

"Why?" Karnog replied.

"Because for all their high talk and "civilized" ideals, they are just as savage as I am....I'm just more honest about what I am." Karnog said with a tone more civil than he had used before.

Looking back at what he said, Karnog sighed out "Damn boredom, its making me all philosophical."

King Alaman's Reign

And a giant bear and its charge.

King Alaman's Reign

It had been almost a month since Darrow left the north and dare he say, he was loving it. The plants here are huge, tough, and flaky. Some friendly villagers he had met told him they were "Trees", how neat. There was even many different types of animals that he had never seen before, like these small animals that ran among the trees and had big, poofy tails and Math'Ura really liked these scaly creatures that lived inside the water. However, there was one down side. It was so hot, he even had to ditch his winter furs. The villagers were kind enough to give him a "shirt" and "pants" and he took them eagerly, but kept them underneath his armor which rattled as he walked along.

His and Math'Ura's peace was shattered however when they heard cries of pain from across the river. A girl was firing arrows at several men...no kings men. She must be like me.

"Mother Bear,we must help her! Darrow said frantically.

That was all she needed two hear as she unleashed an earth shattering roar while Darrow tossed several javelins, missing his marks but making his presence known to the kings men.

Warhammer 40k: The Sisk Incident

Grav stood still, unknowing on what to do. The tech priest was starting to cut trees, maybe to build? The inquisit-er interagrater? Grav didn't like big words, it was hard enough to learn inquisitor. As the interagrater puked all over the ground, Grav was almost about to go offer his help before he finished and went back into the pod, Emperor knows he isn't going back in there. Seeing the Commissar taking command grave lumbered up and asked

"What you want Grav to do?" In his simple, baritone voice.

King Alaman's Reign

I think that I've unintentionally painted myself as the odd man out, good thing that's about to change though. I'm coming south!

The Elder Scrolls, Unsung Heroes of the Oblivion Crisis.

Karnog was getting antsy, it had been to long since he had killed a worthy foe. Personally he was looking forward to fighting either the witch hunter or the orc. With a quick thought, Karnog walked back the the training dummy and pulled the axe head out of, well...the head and pocketed it to his side.

With a sigh, Karnog said aloud. "When is this stupid fight going to start? Boredom is not a death that gets you into the ash pits."

Warhammer 40k: The Sisk Incident

Yeah I guess, kind of a dick move though.

King Alaman's Reign

With the speed beast and its owner downed, Darrow advanced on the boar owner while Math'Ura did the same to the boar. The battle was swift, these must have been new recruits. A pang of guilt went through Darrow, the others had been hardened soldiers, warriors who life was worth taking. These were just children, like him. The boar owner even started crying, yelling about how [i]"The Rattler is going to take my bones."

These children were not worth killing, so he didn't. With a swift punch, Darrow knocked out the boar owner as Math'Ura cowed the boar into submission with a roar. Walking up to the speed beast owner, Darrow was assaulted by curses that he didn't understand the meanings to. As he crouched down, he pulled the spear out and the speed beast owner screamed and began to cry like the boar owner had.

However, Darrow just pulled a leather strip out of his pocket and made a tourniquet for the boy and asked a simple question. "Were...come...from?"

The boy had a look mixed with pain and confusion, which after awhile caused Darrow to ask again.

"W...we came f..f..from the south." He said, pain, cold and fear making his voice stutter.

"Why...come?" Darrow inquired.

"T..t...to capture you, the king wants you and your bear in his army." the boy said, losing consciousness.

With scratched and growling coming from the pit, Darrow knew that the speed beast was rising but it wouldn't be to much trouble. With his questions answered and the threat of these two taken care of, Darrow dragged the boar owner to his boar and let the speed beast take care of its owner. It was going to be a long trip to the south, and Darrow had some things to pack.

Warhammer 40k: The Sisk Incident

Grav hated stupid, small fly ship. Especially since it was falling and covered on fire, at least it was. Now Grav is on his face, missing a tusk or two from the blood in his mouth. Then he heard the voice of the inquisitor. "Hey, is anyone alive back there?" came the question from the vox.

Forgetting about his own vox-caster Grav yelled "Me ok inquisitor!" with a loud bellow.

With that Grav picked up Daisy, kicked open the hatch door, and ran out vowing to never return to the vile machine. Looking around, he spotted a guardsmen, not one of the Catachen ones he was fond of, but a guradsmen nonetheless.

With a wave of his mighty hand Grav yelled "Hi little man!" in a friendly manner, and plodded his way up to the lake bed to await orders form his inquisitor.