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Welcome to my Bio, random person. Yeah, my name is pretty redundant (Polaris - North Star, North... well north.)

Things you need to know about me?

I live in the Philippines. I'm a student and life gets a bit hectic so please understand if I suddenly become more sporadic when it comes to replies.

I'm involved in a lot of fandoms (mostly anime) and as long as it gets my interest, I'll join. My range is from free to casual [or well, as long as I can get it from the post I'm replying to]. I'm more of a fantasy kid than a slice of life but I think I can join something like that. I'm not much of a romance writer so I keep myself to PG-13 and not exceed anything else.

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@HushedWhispers

I was also thinking of reserving the role of the Prince of Slibah, if that is possible.

However, I was also wondering if this meant that the prince and princess would be the son and daughter of the current monarchs or simply has that title for being related to the monarchs. Because if they were the children, then the Prince of Abhainn would be some sort of son from a previous marriage of the king?

EDIT:

Now that I reread it for the third time, I do see that they would be the children. But my question about the Prince of Abhainn still stands.



And posted here. Glad to see this up.
Leonil Drestback

Location: Town
Interacting with: Alaia (@Alivefalling) Nathaniel (@HumanMusic)




Leonil watched as Nathaniel let out an outburst, pointing the tip of his sword at his chest. To the untrained ear, Nathaniel would have come across as a man who just didn't want anything to do with werewolves and only had to work with him because he was with Alaia. However, Leonil could hear the hurt in his voice - something had happened to him which caused this hatred. What exactly, the werewolf wasn't sure and he wasn't going to find out any time soon. However, this closed minded ideals would be detrimental to their attack. Less forces meant less possibility of winning. Even if there were only a few of his kind who were willing to help, their strength would be much more help than humans who weren't even trained.

Then, Alaia swung her fist at the man and grew angry at having raised his sword to him. It didn't bother the werewolf but he let it be. He looked to the side to see that there were people gathering - the men and women of Lapenzan had finally opened their eyes that they needed to stop the vampire's reign. It pained Leonil to think that they would soon turn their weapons against his kind, to drive them out for good. However, in the moment, he knew where he had to side. The Child of Darkness wasn't alien to siding with the humans - especially with the fall of the Drestback family being one of the main reasons why these humans were still alive.

He turned to Alaia when she walked back and then nodded, "I shall send messages to those I know. It would be too risky if I were to publicly announce what we would be doing. Aklenroth may be aware of it, but I'd rather not have packs of werewolves clambering to his side because of our plan." Leonil pointed out before sharply turning and then heading for the forest. He looked up at the sky and wondered when it would be morning. It had been quite some time after all. Out of the sight of the other humans, he began to slowly transform. It had been a natural instinct and it wasn't hard anymore - in fact, he could say that he didn't even put much effort into it.

After transforming, he called for a wolf to his side. He then relayed the instructions carefully and then sent him off to another werewolf who he was sure would come to their aid, and another who knew others. It would be some sort of recruitment for them and they would get the message by the time dawn arrives. Leonil slowly turned back and picked up his sword again before heading back to the town. He ran a hand through his hair and nodded at Alaia signalling that it was done.
Hm... I'll throw in my interest as well.
@tobiax

Aw, at least she still got the ride in the end I would suppose.
Jonathan McCallen

Seeing as the boss had, indeed, come back, Jonathan had wanted to talk to him. However, he had first addressed the girl who had just entered. Jonathan decided to hang back and go to him in his office, perhaps, much much later. He then saw the man from earlier being pumped up and then running off to announce that he was going to 'The End'. Jonathan couldn't help but shake his head. But wait, he was going to end up going there as well. Maybe he should talk with that guy after. It was a crazy thought - he knew that much - but he wasn't doing anything and he could possibly find a clue there. Maybe it wouldn't be too bad to travel with someone else once in a while. It would really be helpful too.

Jonathan had eased up when everyone roared to laughter - obviously not taking the man seriously. Truthfully, he'd rather have only a few travelling companions as travelling in a huge group would not be ideal. Besides, if there were only a few travelling to the mythological place of The End, then that would be perfect since there wouldn't be much problem for them to get into this city if it ever existed.

Just when he was about to walk around once more, there was a bloodcurdling scream coming from the restaurant. Memories flooded his mind of hearing his wife scream while he was weakening due to radiation. Jonathan finally snapped back to reality, his hand gripping his metal pipe so tightly that it would have threatened to break should it not have been special in its own way.

He looked at Martin before sprinting out to check what has happened, fully ready to actually harm anyone.
James Ryder Blaise


A lot had happened the previous day, James noted to himself. He had been stuck near his tent with Sphinx beside him. It wasn't any emergency or even something to be worried about - it was one of those times when James was so invested in a book that it'll take a Risen or a medical emergency to get him pried off his book. It had been an interesting read, so far. James didn't seem to come off as the type of guy to read books alone, but that's just how he is. However, he would look back up time and time again, especially since they had made an impromptu 'party' of sorts. Normally, James would join but he had other plans. By the time he had gone through most of the book with only little more to go, it was night and it was suggested that he should sleep. Understanding that tomorrow would be another big day, James decided to stop there and go to sleep.

Waking up at an ungodly hour in the morning, James was still as peppy as ever. Joining the few who cooked something for the others, he began helping out. It was the usual routine for the young doctor, considering there wasn't much for him to do yet. Aside from Jax's injury and some of the dogs feeling a bit anxious than normal, there wasn't many incidents. Not yet at least. Breakfast was given out and then it was time for briefing. James was at the edge of the group, quietly listening on. He knows what he had to do - like almost always, he would be in the reserve group with another doctor and varying Troopers. James wasn't bothered by this, though the worry that hung above his head along with the anxiety that he feels whenever the other Troopers were out. While he believed that he could at least help whenever they came back with injuries, but he couldn't help the dead. He never showed how worried he really is, but he made sure to tell them to be careful whenever they went out.

And when he said those words, he really meant it.

He was rather glad that Maisy had been second-in-command. Honestly, while they didn't talk as much as the others, she had been a relatively good friend. He heard her and that new guy, Trevor, seeing last night while he was reading. Maybe he should bring that up when they talked. She had a good voice after all - Trevor too, but James wasn't sure how to approach him yet. He was from another area, after all, which in turn made him quite an unknown subject to James. A smirk played on his lips. Hey, maybe he could tease Maisy a little bit. Hopefully she doesn't get too pissed easily, she didn't seem like it after all.

He was snapped out of his thoughts when Jain concluded the placements. James had no questions for the leader. His task was very simple; though he might have to catch someone so that he could ask them to keep a lookout for books or anything that could be read in the case that Arlington wasn't even functional anymore. Which reminds him, he had to finish that book he was reading. But maybe that could be put off for later. He waited for the others to be dismissed so he hung back with his hands inside his pockets.
@RumikoOhara

That's true. It would greatly help with relations, I would assume.
@RumikoOhara

Oh? We would get to do that? Sweet, I guess that'll be something to look forward to.
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