POOHEAD189

Conspiracy-Closed

Red Strike (Ro'Kun)

Ro'Kun decided he needed a walk, so he headed out of the gym and into the HQ proper. He couldn't make head nor tails of anywhere, as usual. "Shiv?" he asked, finally poking his head in her room. No, she wasn't there. "Tia? Omega?" he asked in their respective rooms. Nope. He shrugged, and decided to head into town. He was pretty hungry after all, and HQ food wasn't his style at the moment. Maybe a philly cheese steak or 8 would hit the spot.

"Well they only sell those in the rougher part of town." he said to himself as he strode into the streets. "At least the good ones." Hands in his pockets, he knew where the...general location was. He turned a corner, so lost in his own thoughts that he didn't realize where he was. Ro'Kun then stopped beside the guy (who happened to be the drug dealer Shiver was spying on) and poked his shoulder. "Hey buddy. Where can I get a philly cheese steak around here?"

Kingless Symphony: Emissary of Ascension

@Solace*salutes* Post shall be up tonight!

Knights of Melarus

Tag me when it does! (if you remember. If not, no hard feelings lol. It happens)

Knights of Melarus

Dang it. I'll need to cancel out of this for now. In the future if there's openings let me know. Apologies @Maxx

Blood Debt (Medieval/Fantasy, Rangers)

@POOHEAD189 I'm hopefully not going anywhere. It's just gonna be a matter of forcing out a post I may not be happy with. Unfortunately Wednesdays are my busiest days, so I can't get started on anything until later.

It means a lot to me that you like my posts. I'm trying to go professional with writing, be a novelist specifically, so knowing that people like my stuff gives me a little confidence boost. :)

@AirBender

I'm an aspiring author as well. I know the feeling^^

Blood Debt (Medieval/Fantasy, Rangers)

It all escalated very quickly, and to most men that would be off putting. To Beren however, he perked up as if a hound had both lifted its head and ears, erect and wary. He turned and saw Masef (Masef!) running out into the Tavern, spouting warnings and orders, followed by his trusting brother Loden following suit with orders of his own. Beren had never been one to follow anything but his ideals without question, but he trusted his brothers and knew something was happening right this moment that could mean their very lives. His callused fists clenched, and while he was indeed glad he had the foresight to bring his weapons in, he knew he wouldn't use them initially. Not yet.

Bright brown eyes of sorrow and heartfelt warmth faded away into dark orbs of stern fire. He felt a wave of energy surge through his body, and after one deep breath, he was ready for war. As the men and women streamed out into the streets, it gave the siblings opportunity to not only see the enemy coming, but to face them one or two at a time. One brigand with a sword strode through the sea of people, bumping and struggling before leaping out into the Tavern proper. Beren was already before him, a powerful kick sending the man into the wall. He staggered, but caught himself and sliced at the Ranger Monk. The young man ducked, pushed upon the flat of the blade to send it wide while simultaneously kicking the man's left ankle. His free palm shot up and hit the brigand in the throat. One last punch to the temple sent him down.

Another opponent sought an easy kill by stabbing Beren in the back, but hard years of training and the past few years of adventuring had taught him to mind his surroundings. He spun, leg and foot leading in a roundhouse that sent the surprised man knocking into a table. His sword had slashed wildly during his fall, cutting Beren across the thigh. The blood seeped down into his maroon pants. He didn't have time to consider any pain. He could see more men spilling in, and he leaped backwards in a roll, to land next to his siblings. His Axe and Staff was beside him a few chairs over. The Staff was too big for such close quarters. If the fighting got any more fierce, he'd grab his Axe.

@Flagg@NickTrano@HeySeuss@R31GN@Gunther@AirBender@Naril

Blood Debt (Medieval/Fantasy, Rangers)

@Naril
My guess is, story wise you should stay and fight and character wise you'd slip off into the night? :3

The Lord of the Rings

I can smell a Boromir here.

@Sigurd
(Lmfao) Hey don't make me rant about how Boromir is cool. He's not my favorite granted, but still :P

Blood Debt (Medieval/Fantasy, Rangers)

@AirBenderI understand. We just might have moved a bit too fast, but I hope you stay. I'm fairly sure after this initial skirmish there will be more RP oriented posts, since we'll need to bury Brand, perhaps in one of his glades. For now we (me too, since I felt like I had a small bit more to do in the tavern) just need to be a lil flexible. RP's are all about how our characters interact to situations they might not expect. Don't mistake me though, you seem like an experienced writer (love your posts) so don't think I'm trying to talk to you like a noob . I'm just saying I'm sure we'll have our interaction time in a bit.
I'm sure the GM also knows to be a little bit more patient as well. (I'm an action junkie though, glad there's some fights coming up. Nice). @HeySeuss

🦄 Duplicity - D&D Style Fantasy Rp Adventure (Completed)

@Lady Amalthea
But...but it's raining