Sir Gorur of House Gravelbeard - Knight, Dwarf, Tower & Hatchet, Noble, Libertarian Count Salezenathor of Hesse - Ranger, Noble, Super Horse Patrician Hankor Bluebeard - Capitalist, Loyal, Libertarian, Dwarf, Noble, Super Ship' Waldemar Von Richtig Kingdom of Runvall Acamen Hopsfield - White Mage
Count Salezenathor had been riding with this team a little more than a week. Silius Cross and him had been on a few missions together, so they were knowledgeable of the other's abilities. While Sal was the better archer and better rouge, Mr. Cross had superb tracking abilities. Rumor said that he sniffed the air to smell his enemies, but the archer was fairly certain that was an exaggeration. Although that would be useful for tracking flying creatures like dragons...
This evening team Cross was chasing after an orc patrol that they had stumbled on unexpectedly. The team understood that orcs didn't normally scout, so this operation was a bit strange. Perhaps something was leading them? Maybe a 'genius' was born among them and had learned that knowing when and where your opponent's armies are is useful? Either way their mission was clear.
Upon being ordered to, Sal jumped off Icon. Icon was a Rankor Breed, a smaller type of horse that had exceptional intelligence and speed. Landing like a feather, Sal checked his belt to make sure his folding bow was there. Upon confirming that he had a weapon, the Count headed off sideways into the woods. Icon would now stay close to Sir Cross and provide communication between the two former nobles.
Sal soon stumbled into the perimeter of the camp, quickly climbing into an oak tree to gain a vantage point. The orcs had ... fifteen tents? And if they slept two people to a tent ... Thirty Orcs. That might be pushing it. Where are the rest of their patrols? Didn't we only follow five?
The Count gave off a series of faint bird calls. To anyone else, they would be sounds of the forest. However Icon could tell the subtle difference in Sal's tone, and communicated the message elegantly to the dragon slayer.
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Icon heard the sounds and trotted up to Silius. He was to repeat a message.
Snout in face. Freeze Still. Message from Sal. Stomp left foot three times. Thirty Silence. Normal Whack side of Cross with snout. Hostile
Then Icon waited for Silius to give confirmation that he understood the message or Icon would repeat it.
Count Salezenathor of Hesse, Vassal of Talos, Sworn to the Black Order
Bio Count Salezenathor was born as the younger brother of the current Duke Ironclast of Hannover. Ironclast and Salezenathor were opposite in some ways: Ironclast preferred to fight close and be comfortable with the masses, while Salezenathor preferred to fight from a distance and only open up around smaller groups. For the reign of their sickly father however, they complemented each other in maintaining the house. They became better friends as they became worked more closely.
Their father, realizing his death was approaching, wrote in various gifts to each of his children. This included an Shardbow for Salezenathor and a magical sword for Ironclast.
When illness finally killed their father, the duchy went to Ironclast and some ducal lands went to Salezenathor as a county. For a while they remained friends, but then Ironclast got married and had a child, and then another one the next year. Realizing that while his brother remained, his second born would have no lands to inherit. Sal's brother, wanting to maintain his line as noble, started trying to get rid of Sal. After a few minor skirmishes within the duchy the Count left, naming Ironclasts second son regent and heir.
Salezenathor signed up with the Black Order, maintaining his title but losing the lands as a requirement. Ironclast's murderous intentions remained however as he thought Salezenathor was just being clever.
While accomplishing nothing extremely note-worthy, Sal has started building a reputation as an excellent marksman and a skilled politician. He has hunted in the evil woods for monsters of small to mid size as practice though, waiting to jump on the big game for when he as accurate with his bow as with his eye.
Age: 40
Fighting Style Sal prefers to maintain a distance, shooting his arrows with great skill. If he has to he will use a simple knife on them.
Skills Marksman: Salezenathor can shoot far and accurately, or mid distance and quickly depending on his bow. Horseman: Salezenathor can ride like a knight, as comfortable on horseback as on foot. Politician: While not able to speak to crowds, Sal is clever and in a conversation involving less than five people will get the better of the others. Singer: Every camp needs a bard. Sneaky: Although not a tracker, Sal can hide in the shadows.
Equipment Icon. Rankoric Horses are bred for speed and intellect, moving faster and longer. Small in stature yet strong, they have one defining characteristic: they choose a person and stick with them. They will only obey commands from that person, will fight to defend them, and die for them if necessary. They also live to be as old as the person who rides them, usually dying no later than a year after they do (although sometimes they change to a close friend, making some live for stupidly long lengths of time). Icon chose Sal when Sal first left for the Order, in a way a sign from God that this was the right choice for him. Boots of Silence: Make no noise as he walks. Cloak of Weather Resistance: Anything natural has no effect on the wearer: a strong storm will not hit them, rain will not touch them, and ants will not bother them. Monsters and magic will still hit the wearer though. Folding bow: A bow that folds at the middle in a unique manner, allowing Sal to carry it discretely in his cloak if necessary. Made to shoot quickly and at a mid range. Shardbow: A bow of massive strength and size, it is theorized that from the Age of Gods this was a weapon that brought down deities. When drawn, it will never snap no matter the tension, and it seems to shoot exponentially harder the stronger it is pulled, meaning if something tugged the string REALLY hard... (Note: For a human this will only be maybe twice to three times as strong as normal, so he won't be shooting a railgun) Jester: A magical flute. Salezenathor is still trying to figure the damn thing out.
1. Listen to the GM, If you have a complaint tell me. I am not an evil dictator and if I am wrong I will admit it. 2. Romance and Gore allowed, But keep it in good taste and in site rules 3. Now not all characters will play nice with each other I understand that, but keep the disputes in the RP not in OOC 4. Be civilized and polite please 5. All basic RP rules apply to this roleplay: Power playing, Meta gaming, and others are not allowed. 6. The story isn't exactly set, If you have an idea for a hunt feel free to pm me the details and I'll try to work it in. 7. Copy the rules into a Hider in the "other" of your cs so I know you read them. 8. Get into your character's skin become him or her as you are playing have fun and give us insight into their thoughts. 9. Try to keep active, in both the IC and OOC pages please. And even if you don't have anything to say, at least read the OOC
