Pripovednik

Beyond Civilisations Grasp... - A Rogue Trader (WH40K) RP (ON HIATUS, closed for now.)

@hank Somewhere in Nevada...

Beyond Civilisations Grasp... - A Rogue Trader (WH40K) RP (ON HIATUS, closed for now.)

@Jbcool Yonder border like, frae Cumbria lad. Ye ken Galashields? Or old Copshe Home?

Beyond Civilisations Grasp... - A Rogue Trader (WH40K) RP (ON HIATUS, closed for now.)

@Jbcool Nah laddie, you no ken where I'm from then eh?

Cara's Originally Titled OoC Hangout Thread ♥ (Still)

Greetings, strangers.

Beyond Civilisations Grasp... - A Rogue Trader (WH40K) RP (ON HIATUS, closed for now.)

Not a problem, just in future please PM me with such matters and take into consideration I haven't been here for anything near as long as you have been. I'm young and still learning, so calling my work 'shoddy' kinda pushes my self esteem down to the floor.

I still appreciate feed back however, so thank you for that.

Also, is your name under 'Hank' a reference to the Madness series?

@Hank

Beyond Civilisations Grasp... - A Rogue Trader (WH40K) RP (ON HIATUS, closed for now.)

I'm kinda gonna need an answer soon, if we start today.

Mahz's Dev Journal

Not sure whats in the work etc, but an app would be nice :3

<--- Angria: The Grey Wolf ---> Dungeons & Dragons

As the ship slowly flows through the tongue, staying to the deep waters filled with red Skala Fish, the river begins to narrow some. Drugg yells across the deck "Sails down!" and the crew hasten to his order. In a few moments the ship has come to a halt, the wind no longer whips past your ears, instead the orchestra of the forest plays its melody.

Speaking quietly to one of his men, the Captain looks over to you and smiles. Looking back at his man, he smacks him on the back as he rushes into the lower decks. Seconds later the same man returns with some sort of crossbow device, as he climbs the stairs up to the ships wheel you realize the device for what it is - a harpoon launcher.

"Ready yourselves!" He shouts to you and your companions as he heaves the Harpoon over his shoulder. Aiming, he fires the device into an impossibly large tree and exclaims a hearty laugh as it rips through the other side, its blade snap back on two joints, stopping the harpoon from budging. Throwing a thick linen rag over the line of rope that runs from the harpoon to its launcher - which is now safely secured around the mast - he beckons you forward.

Taking the linen rag in both hands you jump off The Grey Wolf and glide down to the tree on the river bank, dropping a few feet down as you reach the end. After you are all down on the ground, Drugg explains that the cave is upstream from here but must be explored on foot.

"Follow the river." he advice. Behind the large tree is endless forest with thick bushes, twisting trees and tall grass - but as well as this there is something that resembles a trail. Up stream and slightly in land is a tall rock outcrop, perhaps an advantageous height for spotting your objective.

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Questions? Ask in OOC. What will you do? ;) @Invisible Man@Terminal@Aristo

<--- Angria: The Grey Wolf ---> Dungeons & Dragons

Okay, as long as your fine with that. @Sypherkhode822 Please be done by the weekend, that would make things easier :)

<--- Angria: The Grey Wolf ---> Dungeons & Dragons

Among the twisting trees and tall grass of the Orcish Shattur Isles there is adventure to be had. The Orcs here are notoriously more human looking than their heaving cousins in the mainland, although it has been debated they are just as ugly. Many creatures live among the diverse wilderness the Isles present to the world, some more deadly than others.



Three tribes once occupied the islands; The Warrior tribe of Glush, The Mystic tribe of Xaakt and The Hunter tribe of Boartuff. The smallest of the three - Boartuff - has recently fallen completely off the map, none of its members have been seen for many months. None have risked the deep canyons that lead into their lair in fear of finding nothing of value and losing themselves in the infamously intricate cave system.

None aside from Captain Drugg, whose ancient ancestors lived among such caves in the isles. An individual who has stopped at nothing to acquire a ship, a crew and a party of adventurers.

Responding to his advertisement of promised riches and wonder in many different taverns, you have all found your way onto his ship The Grey Wolf.



The Captains crew suffered attrition during the week long voyage from mainland, and they need food and water. Drugg seems to think he knows a spot along the river that might prove promising, and so you and your companions sail down the Tongue in hope of food and water for yourselves.