Konan375@Rtron Ahh, makes sense. Can you link me to their creation post?
https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/3436337
Maybe it wasn't then. But at somepoint Vestec brought them up to date and it was before Belurac became human.
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Maybe it wasn't then. But at somepoint Vestec brought them up to date and it was before Belurac became human.
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I find it very interesting that they call on Belruarc also. How do the Rovaick know of and worship Belruarc? Does it have to do with Sularn's Vow?
Vestec informed them about all that had happened up to the point of their creation when they were created. This was before Belurac became human.
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Vestec and Athanasios need to meet asap. come onnnnnnn, I know Vestec is dying to figure the demigod out.
Maybe it's just me. But I like this Vestec better than the last version of him to be honest.
PM A COLLAB DAMN YOU
I'M DYING FOR REAL
Soon, he's on the list!
Vestec should cheat. Amy would.
VESTEC HONORS HIS AGREEMENTS, UNLIKE AMY.
@Kho Well, that line was meant to refer to a previous post where Toun compared Vestec's efforts to an ineffectual tide against Cornerstone's wall. But it was essentially a prosy way of telling him to fuck off, yeah.
Ah Cornerstone. That's on the list don't you worry.
Pup
Pup glanced between Fuschia and Eliza, frowning. They would need some gloves. She only had one spare pair, and the rest were useless. Walking over to her pack, she began to sort through it, listening as Dusk began to explain the situation finally. She snorted as he 'revealed' that he hadn't brought them here out of the goodness of his heart. "You don't say? And here I thought you were bringing us to this miserable and freezing middle of nowhere because you wanted to protect us from the Greys. Silly me." She finally fished her extra pair of gloves free, looking over between Eliza and Fuschia. "Which one of you would like proper gloves? I've only got one extra pair I'm afraid," She lifted her gloved and wiggled her fingers to show. "so the one who doesn't take the gloves will have to deal with the shit rabbit mittens I made. They're on the table."
As one of the women took them, she glanced over at Kaesar, raising an eyebrow at him. "Yeah, Fafnir can breathe fire. Dear, light the cigarette please?" Fafnir complied, quickly breathing a quick breath of fire at Kaesar's cigarette. The man left the house like it was burning down. Pup raised an eyebrow, glancing about at the rest of the group. Then she tensed, P saying urgently in her head They're coming. There's no way out. You should prepare for a fight.
"Shit. Shitshitshitshit." She strode quickly over and picked up her crossbow, loading one of her three bolts into it. "How many of us here know how to fight? I've got a hatchet and a knife. Can anyone use those effectively? I've only got three shots, and this thing isn't complete. It might break after the first. Unless, Dusk, there happens to be a secret exit that we don't know about?"
Lugen
Lugen took another drink from his beer, still holding his hand above the candle, and grinned at his opponent. "Come on now, you know you're going to lose. No one can deal with pain better than I can. Cut your losses now and save face while you still can." The other bar patron, a rather large and ugly Ogeron merely snarled in response, the huge hand only slightly wavering over his own candle. Lugen shrugged. "Not my hand that's gonna be burned to shit and near useless when you lose." Another snarl, and the hand began to shake more. Twenty-five minutes until Tower meeting. PAM informed him. Lugen chuckled he didn't want to be too late to that meeting again. "Come on now, just give up. You don't want to look like a bitch and a fool in front of your friends, do you? Not after all the talking up you did in front of them before this began." He nodded to where the Ogeron's companions were waiting, watching and talking amongst themselves.
"There's no shame in losing to a Knight of the Tower. Plenty of other idiots have died trying to prove they were better. Just give up before you damage your hand and I have to beat the shit out of all of you because you'll be angry that you lost." The hand shook more, and for the first time uncertainty crossed the Ogeron's face. Much to Lugen's disappointment, he didn't give up though, forcibly keeping his hand above the flames. Twenty minutes until Tower check up.. PAM informed him again, her emotionless voice resonating through his skull. "Look, just slide me most of the winnings and I'll pretend to give up and you can save your reputation as the toughest bastard in this shitty bar." The Ogeron hesitated, then used his free hand to slide the lion's share of the coins on the table to Lugen. Lugen grinned, sliding it into his pockets. Winking, he leapt from his seat and started shouting and shaking his hand.
"Fuck that shit! I'm not gonna burn my hand like some fucking Unvaris cleric just for some fucking coins! Elsindar's flaming cock, I don't need money that bad!" Still muttering curses and shaking his hand, Lugen exited the bar and started making his way towards the Tower, as PAM droned once more in his ear, If you continue at your current pace, you will reach the meeting 4 minutes after it ended. "That's fine!" Lugen replied cheerfully, whistling a tune. "Come along Scruffy, you annoying animal." The creature huffed in irritation, it's small feet scurrying as it followed.
Miriam
Miriam sighed as she turned off the simulator. She had been at it for three hours, running against the AI in a squad simulation. She had set it to the hardest difficulty and refused to leave until she had beaten it. It was not like she had anything better to do. There were no missions to go on, and she didn't have much of a social life with the other inhabitants of the Tower. Being a public worshiper of Overack and a well known ex-Blade didn't exactly endear her to the rest of the Tower, exemplary record of missions or no. It was also why she wore her armor and sword with her, even when walking in the Tower. She didn't want to run the risk that someone would attack her, and had ben forced to deter others early on through her fire magic. Thus she didn't make any overtures to make any real connections in the Tower. Most would scorn her at best and attack her at worst.
She left the simulation room, icily ignoring the looks she got as she finally left. Walking her way towards what the cafeteria, she idly wondered if she had enough coin left to by more paint or another book. It seemed like that was what she'd be doing for the rest of the week, at least until she was given another mission to occupy her time. Overack bless me with a mission to save me from this tedium. She idly prayed, hoping it would work.
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Anyone can be Amy's daddy, he doesn't mind. And trust me, even in death, with what Vestec will be being to him, she'll be jealous.
Edit: Does this at all sound sexual? Cause that was not the intention.
Yes. Yes it does.
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I mean guys, come on! A 5'5", red skinned, bald man kidnapped a goddesses magical dog beast and used it to blackmail her into doing him a favor. (A favor in which I am still owed) I mean, if that this legend material, I don't know what is.
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Oh, so father gonna beat me for hurting his precious girlfriend. Well fuck you dad! Gimme your best shot! And make sure it's good. Cause Keriss gonna fell it in the morning.
Vestec: "I'm going to pound you so hard, your sister's mother will be jealous."
Amy:"Oooohhhhh mmmyyyy."
I THOUGHT VESTEC WASN'T AMARTIA'S DAD.
PICK A SIDE.
ALSO VULAMERA IS DEAD SHE CAN'T BE JEALOUS ABOUT ANYTHING.
@LokiLeo789 He still needs to be properly punished for bullying Astarte. I don't care what horrors he's done since, someone needs to punish him for bullying her and making her cry.
Vestec still plans on that.
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Astarte can confirm, she loves having her toy boy around
Vestarte ship 2017.
(TBH I still don't know how that's working...but it is.)
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