I have a feeling Jared is going to be the main brunt of getting tazed
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7 yrs ago
I return after a pretty nasty accident! Hello lovelies!
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7 yrs ago
I am finally somewhat alive and well. It's been hectic as fuck but I should be able to start getting back to it in the next few days :)
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7 yrs ago
I apologize to all who I have RPs with, I need to put a hold on most of them. Life has turned one insanity to another, and then compounded it with clusterfucks. I will try to get back ASAP. <3
7 yrs ago
Went out of town for New Years, what crazy time. I think I may still be drunk three days later.
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Call Me Ryka, when we are close I'll give ya a better name to call me.
I am a twenty-five year old, and I'm a nerd. I like lots of RP. Yes.
I am also a pretty neat Pathfinder Dungeon Master. Speak at me.
I am a twenty-five year old, and I'm a nerd. I like lots of RP. Yes.
I am also a pretty neat Pathfinder Dungeon Master. Speak at me.
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"Jared is no animal!" He growled, feeling the anger flow through him again. "You may think you own him, but when the chains break he will be at your throat. Tearing your flesh apart, like bear eats fish." He flung the remnants of his food onto the floor. "When you think me harmless, that is when Jared strikes. For now, guards may show him wear to sharpen his claws." He followed the guards that took the girl. "Jared warned you labcoat, the only one you get." His eyes were launching daggers at the man, as he left the room.
The Capital is called Sharu.
I thought I had mentioned it I apologize!
I thought I had mentioned it I apologize!
Sayrin bowed once more before leaving his Emperor. "We shall make haste, my liege. If I am to fall in battle, know that I will be reborn to serve you again." His gruff voice vowed. With that, he left the Palace making haste towards a traveling merchant caravan that had stopped into town a few days before to restock. He soon caught up to the Blind Brother Vas, that was being asked a question from the one known as Sam. "This is going to be a long road, a few days ride with a caravan that has been paid from the royal coffers to take us with haste." He smiled as warmly as his demeanor allowed. "Now what I am going to tell you is what I've heard about these creatures from passing bard." He lowered his tone so only people that were near him would hear.
"They come from the dark, they hide in shadow, they leave their mark, the earth becoming sallow. The blood runs cold, and the winds carry their cry, death comes untold, and men left to die. They walk with scythes, inhuman they scream, the living pay the tithes, an undertakers dream. Bound by no man, they steal his breath, faster than one can, they are the walkers of death."
He finished the rhyme bards had sung to him. "Now I do not blame anyone who wishes to turn back, You will still have your life left and the honor that you hold. You will find no fault within the empire, nor with the gods. These are unholy creatures, that no one has seen the ilk of in the existence of this world. But I will be honored to stay by each and everyone one of you until my final breath. The gods compel me to rid the lands of this foul atrocity and I will not fail."
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~GM SPOT FOR AFTER CONVERSATIONS TO KEEP STORY PROGRESSING~
Once the group had finished talking and getting to their destination of the caravan they were met by a large dwarf, his beard a deep brown and almost to his knees. "Well, wot can I do ya fer?" His voice surprisingly high for their kind, "I dun suppose ya are the band'a fools that plan on goin' to Paron are ya?" He shook his head quickly, "Why'm even askin' obviously ya are, clad up in ya metal armor thinkin' it will keep ya safe. Ya all are fools, daft ya hear me? Those claws'll rip that plate like it is a hot knife through cold butter!" He climbed aboard his wagon sitting down in what seemed to be a plush area. "Come aboard ya all are ridin' with Doric. No complaints, ya all can fit here."
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The woman in the brothel quickly ran to the room that Tobias was staying at, "You didn't get your summons!" She then handed him a small rolled up parchment, inside contained the words:
"By the order of Emperor Eyrin you are tasked to join an expedition to Paron, the group of adventures will be leaving within the day. Catch the caravan run by Doric. You will be paid handsomely for your assistance, and ask your compatriots what the task is, for it is too important to be written on this document should it fall into the wrong hands. Signed Marzio Caldwell, scribe of Emperor Eyrin." The royal seal was pressed in wax next to the signature.
The woman ushered him out, "You must be quick, Doric doesn't stay long in town!"
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"They come from the dark, they hide in shadow, they leave their mark, the earth becoming sallow. The blood runs cold, and the winds carry their cry, death comes untold, and men left to die. They walk with scythes, inhuman they scream, the living pay the tithes, an undertakers dream. Bound by no man, they steal his breath, faster than one can, they are the walkers of death."
He finished the rhyme bards had sung to him. "Now I do not blame anyone who wishes to turn back, You will still have your life left and the honor that you hold. You will find no fault within the empire, nor with the gods. These are unholy creatures, that no one has seen the ilk of in the existence of this world. But I will be honored to stay by each and everyone one of you until my final breath. The gods compel me to rid the lands of this foul atrocity and I will not fail."
_______
~GM SPOT FOR AFTER CONVERSATIONS TO KEEP STORY PROGRESSING~
Once the group had finished talking and getting to their destination of the caravan they were met by a large dwarf, his beard a deep brown and almost to his knees. "Well, wot can I do ya fer?" His voice surprisingly high for their kind, "I dun suppose ya are the band'a fools that plan on goin' to Paron are ya?" He shook his head quickly, "Why'm even askin' obviously ya are, clad up in ya metal armor thinkin' it will keep ya safe. Ya all are fools, daft ya hear me? Those claws'll rip that plate like it is a hot knife through cold butter!" He climbed aboard his wagon sitting down in what seemed to be a plush area. "Come aboard ya all are ridin' with Doric. No complaints, ya all can fit here."
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The woman in the brothel quickly ran to the room that Tobias was staying at, "You didn't get your summons!" She then handed him a small rolled up parchment, inside contained the words:
"By the order of Emperor Eyrin you are tasked to join an expedition to Paron, the group of adventures will be leaving within the day. Catch the caravan run by Doric. You will be paid handsomely for your assistance, and ask your compatriots what the task is, for it is too important to be written on this document should it fall into the wrong hands. Signed Marzio Caldwell, scribe of Emperor Eyrin." The royal seal was pressed in wax next to the signature.
The woman ushered him out, "You must be quick, Doric doesn't stay long in town!"
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Jared shook his head. "Fanged wolf is hungry for blood already. Not willing to fight against orders. Jared signed up to be a part of experiment... Not to be a part of militant forces." He spat on the ground again looking at the girl that crumpled to the floor. "Is labcoat afraid for his life so he needs to put us in collars and keep us caged like pet? Why is it that Jared is the only one willing to fight against this?" His hands had balled up into fists, and quickly he slammed them down into the table, a loud thud echoing. "Jared is man, not animal!"
Jared looked at the girl. "Society broke contract with Jared. How can one have a life, if society makes it impossible to live? Money worth more than lives." He snorted angrily. "If Jared has too, he will smash lab-coats ribcage like toothpick." He spat on the ground, no longer willing to eat. "Jared is not a toy for mad scientist to play with!" A slight growl would then echo from his throat.
Jared blinked. "Mixed Jared's DNA?" He was slightly confused, not remembering that part. But there were lots of blanks in his memory. "Jared does not like want to be elite soldier. Jared wants to live normal life, children, wife, white picket fence. Jared wants life promised by USA." He looked at the others in the room. "Being animal, not the same."
"Jared agrees with Fanged Wolf. You are head of thees Party, no? Why offer such good food to us who are to be locked away for life like caged bird?" He stood up with an laugh. "Jared does not think labcoat knows what he is messing with. Jared is large and strong, like bear. He is suppose to be locked away for life for crushing mans ribcage into counter. What does puny man with few guard think he can do to man who strong like bear?" Then he nodded towards Alex. "Or man that has longer fangs than wolf."
"Hello there leetle-bird." His accent thick on the word little. "This place, strange no? Gather all the people, for what? For playthings I say." He looked at the other girl that was there. "Another Leetle-bird.." Then his eyes drifted to the man that showed up "A wolf who bares his fangs, needs escort yes?" He had said this to the guard, noticing the man not saying anything to the few that were present. "Leetle-birds and fanged wolf, You call me Jared."
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