POOHEAD189

Into The Dark: Mercenaries (Heroes of Fame and Fortune)

@rush99999Well originally I was going to have everyone together to fight the Gnolls and didn't expect traps at the bridge, but when you did that I let it happen and decided to give you a few side actions. But ultimately they weren't have ever supposed to happen anyway. Now we're simply waiting on Fuzzyboots and JBcool to finish off that one leader Gnoll, which I couldn't Godmod for them.

Into The Dark: Mercenaries (Heroes of Fame and Fortune)

@rush99999If that's what you call fighting Gnolls to the death.

Blood, Steel, and Gunpowder (Austronaut & POOHEAD189)

The stately Knight stopped in his tracks when he was confronted by the fiery but alluring form of Hilde. He seemed to stumble over his next words as she demanded to know the manner of he and his men. "Frauline..." he said, holding his hands out wide in a disarming fashion. "Did they hurt you? I simply wanted them to find out if you had prior knowledge of the witch that resides here under my supervision."

He drew himself a bit more, though he was still subtly effected by her manner and style. The man would have fooled many and seemed in charge by every respect. But he clearly hadn't meant to bump into her at such a place and in such a state. His mind was also fairly preoccupied with Cerdic's conversation, as well as the project they were currently enacting. Sigmar preserve me, do things get complicated.

"That and, I was to inquire upon the nature of your relationship with Sergeant Reiner." he continued, using simply the name Isolde had given him as a test. "These are suspicious times, my lady. You cannot blame me for questioning how you and he could survive in a forest crawling with Chaos spawn."

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Cerdic felt intensely tired, both physically and mentally. But he wouldn't be an effective soldier if he hadn't learned to suppress such weary feelings long ago. It seems he had a date with a certain woman whom he was apparently fast friends with. He stalked the halls in his haggard, albeit semi-washed state, before a soldier found him and escorted him to where the woman Isolde was now presiding.

She sat at a dinner table in her small, spartan chambers. He stepped into the room, the torchlight dancing off his rugged skin. Cerdic glanced back at the soldier that had led him in, indicating that he could leave now or get a rough punch for his nosiness. The man glared, but simply turned and departed out of the room. The fresh smell of cooked pork reached Cerdic's nostrils, and he turned to Isolde. "We meet again." he said dryly.
@Austronaut

The Elder Scrolls: Fruits of Contention - Chapter 1 (Completed)

A shield really is a game changer. A one handed weapon being wielded by someone is about 1/5th as effective (in real combat terms) as someone else wielding the same thing with a shield. That might be a good compromise. It makes Axes much more effective too, since they're often more of a powerhouse/cleave kind of weapon where a sword is more versatile.

🦄 The Best Exotic

Alcander Mires

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Location: Tapri Tea House
Interacting with: Claire@Lady Amalthea Joel@Pundii

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Alcander felt like everything was going smoothly. He had some common ground with Claire, Joel seemed like a laid back kinda guy, and they were about to have a good meal with a great view over the city. He thanked the waitress in Hindi, then nearly jerked out of his seat when Claire came back squealing her head off. Oh, she was going to have a fight. That was actually pretty cool, he decided. He might just go to that. He figured Cass and Murphy would probably go too.

"Oh shit." he said, once he saw that she had devoured the spiciest thing she could without even knowing what she was eating. Did she always get this excited? "Ugh, miss!" he called to the closest waitress in Hindi, putting a hand on Claire's back. He cursed himself for not knowing the Hindi word for milk. He decided to just say it in english a few times, and to his relief, the woman who had served them earlier hurried off and strode back as fast as she could with a pitcher of milk. Guess he was glad they needed it for coffee in this place.

She poured some in Claire's glass, and Alcander gave it to her. "Just drink this, it'll be better in no time." he said, doing his best to keep his composure. Joel on the other hand looked to be enjoying this, and despite himself, Al had to grin at the situation as a whole. "You ok?"

🦄 The Best Exotic

@Lady Amalthea

Hider

I didn't forget XD. Just got home from work.

Blood, Steel, and Gunpowder (Austronaut & POOHEAD189)

Cerdic did his best not to look at the woman in any suggestive way. It wasn't extremely hard at the moment. Not that she wasn't attractive, but contrary to popular belief, a good fight didn't get men in the mood. Quite the opposite. After killing and watching others die, you were intensely aware that everyone was just another pile of flesh. He was glad those feelings went away however. He'd have no fun in taverns otherwise.

He grabbed Hilde by the upper arm and guided her as gently as he could (which was still a bit rough) to the closest door, opening it ever so slightly to see that it was nothing but a broom closet. "Thank Sigmar," he breathed, then pulled her in and closed the door behind them. He pressed his back against the door, then let out a sigh. "I don't know what is going on." he admitted. "But there is something here that doesn't meet the eye."

He clenched his callused fists, then ran both of his hands through his thick brown hair as he considered what was next. "I met a woman. A sorceress I think. She's acting as if she knows me. I think she is here against her will to carry out Gilbrecht's orders for something. I don't know, but I'm going to find out. As of now, my first name is Reiner, and Cerdic is my middle name that I use in common conversation."

He stepped forward, and put his hands on her slender shoulders. "Listen, Commander Egling is suspicious of me, and you as well. But when it comes to you, I think he doesn't wish to be suspicious. I think he wants you to be found unguilty of heresy for...intimate reasons, my guess is. Play along for now. It would be in our best interests for you to act the part of the damsel, so we can survive another night here. I'll meet you on the morrow and tell you what I've found out from the Sorceress Isolde."

He looked at the door, and nearly left then and there, but continued. When he spoke his next words, he was referring to Isolde. He like most other Sigmarites were untrusting of mages. But he had little choice. "I'm not used to trusting someone I just met... but you're a hell of a fighter and I know a heretic when I see one. The Beastman tried to kill you just as they tried to kill me. As for the powder that goes to Nuln, we'll worry on that later. Good luck..."

He gave her another look, then opened the door and peered out, before slipping away into the hall.
@Austronaut

Era of Succession(Closed)

Hows about that local sports team?

East meets West (SlashInfinite & POOHEAD189 1x1)

Meldarion gazed at her with an unreadable look. He could be filled with suspicion or just contempt it looked like. His body did not move as he regarded her, and without second thought, he snapped his fingers. The man's horse trotted over to him. He pet the beast's mane as if he truly cared for the creature, then brought it over to Mikasa. "Here." he said, handing her the reins. He expected her surprise.

"Take this and go back from whence you came." he told her. "Do what you can, where you can. Perhaps we shall meet again." Rylen's eyes nearly popped out of his head. "What are you doing, Mel?" he demanded. Meldarion ignored him, giving her a nod, before turning his back to her and walking away. Rylen hesitated, then followed Mel into the wilderness, leaving a very confused Mikasa.

"Mel, what are you thinking?" he asked. "Why give that bitch a horse!? Tell me!" Meldarion sighed, then glanced at Rylen. "Because she is not one looking to harm us. And when war does come...it would be better to find an east that is divided than an east that is united against us."
@SlashInfinite

Blood, Steel, and Gunpowder (Austronaut & POOHEAD189)

"I'm not entirely sure why you suspect me or the frauline of treachery, Commander. I'm a Sigmar fearing man, and a soldier of Reikland same as you. I'm merely here by the hammer's good grace, and your timely intervention." Cerdic grit his teeth within his enclosed mouth, but showed no anger or hostility other than that. He gave the Commander a salute. "Sir, by your leave."

Gilbrect gave Cerdic a baelful gaze for a moment, then nodded brusquely. "Go and see the Witch if you wish. But my men will be at the door if you see fit to... dine with her" he said. Cerdic gave another salute, and then made his way off the wall and past the courtyard. He could feel the Lord Egling's gaze upon his back.

Cerdic let out a haggard breath, and wondered how things could have gotten so fucked up within one day of this world. His friends dead, a Chaos incursion in the Reikwald, Templar's threatening him. He made his way down hall after hall, feeling as lost mentally as he appeared to be physically. What next? His question was answered when a half naked and soaked Hilde hit him as he turned the next corner. He grunted, the powerful but lean man not staggering from her light weight, but surprised by the force nonetheless. "W-what?"

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Eyes with unnatural sight had viewed the exchange from atop the walls. The man had been there. Crovendif chuckled with barely surpressed glee. It was true, the Castle itself proved an obstacle, but he merely would need to send a Gor to relay the message to Balgar. They would be able to navigate the hell cannon there by late morning. Behind him, his followers seethed and groaned, and he halted them with a whisper. "Soon, my lovelies."
@Austronaut