Searat

The Bureau of Supernatural Affairs

@Blueflame
Well yes. You did say Shadow was struck by a car with significant force. I assumed the sudden jolt caused some minor injuries to the driver.

Goblin RP

@Pandalope @Aristocles

Tovo could not wait any longer. The longer he stayed idle in this bush the higher the chance he would be discovered and caught. The the relative calm he had felt was long gone, his heart raced again and sweat dripped from his brow freely, as thoughts went in and out of his head at the speed of a diving hawk. He couldn't set his plan into action in this state, but he knew how to calm himself down. Tovo's hand went to his side to hold his prized possession in his hand. The feeling of the stick stopped the excess production of sweat, slowed his heart to a gentle beat, and solidified the plan in his head. It was now or never.

Tovo leaped out of the bush and vaulted over the animal fence made of sticks and vine. The two goblin farmers failed to react fast enough as he snatched up the fattest hen he could grab and jumped on the largest pig he saw. Tovo's perception of time seemed to slow down significantly as he brought down his open palm on the right butt cheek of the pig, causing it squeal loudly and move forward with great speed. The animal fence never stood a chance against the combined force of the weight and speed of a panicked pig. He could just barely hold onto the pig with one arm, as the pig ran through the village at top speed.

The Bureau of Supernatural Affairs

@KatherinWinter

Richard was the first agent on the scene, but the bureau had told him that he would be getting a partner for this investigation. He fresh out of training and was rather excited considering this would be the very first case he would be on. He scanned the scene and noted that the policemen were already at work talking to two people that were part of the incident. The first man was unscathed while the other had some cuts and bruises being treated by the on site paramedics. As soon as Richard saw the injured man, he rushed over to him. Much to the shock of everyone present. Evermore so when Richard's hand produced a faint light that healed the small cuts and bruises of the formerly injured man.

The police had been cautious of the man and reported his sudden appearance to their dispatcher. Richard overheard the call and attempted to smooth out the situation as quickly as he could.

"No need to worry gents. I'm with the government."

Richard said with utmost professionalism...that was shattered instantly when he fumbled to draw his badge and caused it to get snagged in his pocket and drop it in a puddle of God knows what. 'So much for good first impressions...'

The Bureau of Supernatural Affairs

no problem

Goblin RP

Got it. Will have a post up soon.

Retaking the Front (40k Astra Militarum Roleplay, Currently Full)

Karl gazed around the Tetrach heavy lander with awe and respect. It had been over 15 years since he was chosen to serve the God-Emperor in the Imperial Guard, but he still could not stop the feeling of amazement and utter gratefulness he had for the Emperor and his loyal servants. The inside of the ship itself would have been able to contain a couple of keeps and still have enough room for a regiment of guards. 'The generosity of the Emperor is limitless to his faithful and loyal servants.' Karl thought before gently shaking his head. 'There is no time to be idle. The Emperor had graciously gave us this opportunity to prepare for the upcoming battle and I will not let his generosity be wasted.'

He then began to don his armor, piece by piece all the while offering silent prayers to the Emperor. The process is paused when He sees the faded number 22 emblazoned on the upper left of the breastplate. He can still remember the names and faces of his former platoon mates. He felt his heart wrench but quickly cast aside the feeling and wore the breastplate, followed by the visored sallet. Some guardsmen took notice of the armor's bulky appearance while Karl placed spare power packs in the ammo pouches on his ammunition rig around his mid-section. The cumbersome armor did not bother Karl, he was used to the weight and it did not hinder his movements significantly. Karl finally donned his backpack, holstered his laspistol,slung his lasgun on his shoulder, and placed his longsword in its rightful place at his left side before walking closer to the designated area where the rest of his new platoon and commanding officer would be.

"Soldiers of the Imperium, do not be afraid..."

The monotonous broadcast could be finally heard by Karl. While some would consider the broadcasts a nuisance and redundant propaganda. The broadcast put Karl to ease as he awaited the inevitable.

Retaking the Front (40k Astra Militarum Roleplay, Currently Full)

Same. I got kinda shy and stuff.
Though now that other people posted, I'm not that shy no more. I'll get a post up asap.

The Blighted Kingdom

G A I U S "T H E H O U N D"

^{"Violence is not the only answer...but it makes a difference."}

^{G a i u s B r a d f o r d ♦ 3 2 ♦ M a l e ♦ C h a o t i c G o o d}

Ω O R I G I N S:

I was the eldest in his family. Although poor, we lived a quiet and happy life in the small town located near the border between the kingdom of Mornfell and Ferros. Fallwatch mainly exported lumber and similar products to the kingdom of Mornfell but ,every odd generation or so, the town also produced individuals fit enough to be part of the guard. Those fit individuals came from well off families in the town and very rarely came from a poor background. In the small mill town of Fallwatch not a single soul; not my father, not my mother, not my brothers, not even I expected to be anything more than the son of a poor lumberjack. Though, things changed when the local guard came to the town to gather fresh recruits and saw me cut down a tree a span wide in two strikes of my ax. My family was so proud of me when they found out and even encouraged me to leave as soon as possible. With a foolish looking grin on my face I prepared my belongings and said my goodbyes and farewells before leaving the them and the town the next morning. That...that was the last time I ever saw my family.
Let's get back to topic. After my training was complete, I spent the rest of my youth serving under the local baron's guard. Work was boring but it did pay better than chopping wood back in town, and that made me happy. It was routine for me to send a part of my pay and a letter to my family every month. Though after the stone blight hit, they suddenly stopped. I didn't know what happened to them, so I took a leave and came to visit Fallwatch. My whole town was burned down. The burnt remnants were barely even visible when I arrived. My heart sank and I ran to my home...not even my baby brother survived. With a heavy heart I sat there alone in the cold for what felt like hours before I left to go back.
It took me months to discover what had happened. The baron had ordered the burning down my town along with some other towns he had suspicion of being infected with the stone blight. When I confronted him, he claimed it for the sake of quarantine and I should have known. Talking down to me as if I were a child, thinking that I am some faceless fool. It infuriated me. Quarantines were to isolate and identify the sickness, this was just a meaningless slaughter of innocent life. I had the evidence to condemn the baron for his actions...but I knew the court will favor him. He knew it too. Later that night I sent the evidence to the proper authorities and I tried to kill the baron for what he had done. Even if I failed to kill him that night, his reputation would be besmirched and force him into hiding. I rallied my comrades for a coup against the bastard, but I had not anticipated the number of guards loyal to him alone. We got into a fierce battle and the baron did manage to escape. It was rotten luck for him that I'm decent pursuer and I tracked him down in a fortnight.
Not much is left to be said. As soon as that whole issue with me killing a minor noble, albeit a deserving one, was brought to public notice I was deemed a criminal and forced to adventuring and some mercenary work for a livelihood. I know that there were alternative options to how I could have handled the whole situation, but a mace to the skull solved the issue faster than any legal court could have.

Ω A B I L I T I E S / S K I L L S:

//ABILITIES:

◼ Strong as a Bear | Gaius may not be the smartest or fastest, but his strength is beyond an average man's. If he hits you, you will not be getting up any time soon.

◼ Tough as Nails | Gaius' body has grown very durable throughout his life. It would take more than a couple of good hits to take him down.

//SKILLS:

◼ Unstoppable Force | Gaius utilizes a straightforward means of fighting. Rather than using a traditional set up of sword and shield, he prefers to grasp weapons with both his hands to cut, smash, or cleave through obstacles and opponents alike.

◼ Like a Hunting Hound | During his training in the guard, he was one of the best guards in regards to tracking down individuals. This skill helped him greatly when mercenary contracts needed him to seek out individuals.

//LIMITATIONS:

◼ Evil is Evil | Even if he is no longer part of the guard and a criminal himself, he retains little patience towards crimes or malicious acts.

◼ Not very Bright | He learned numerous things during his time in training and is no imbicile. Though he still has significant difficulty comprehending complex ideas or operating complex machines/devices.

//WEAKNESSES:

◼ Agile as a Bear| His size and weight combined with equipment make it very difficult to move very quickly and perform other acts of agility.

◼ Infamous| Gaius is still a criminal and is wanted for the murder of the baron. A number of guards and law enforcement are actively searching for him.

Ω N O T E S:

◼ Any further notes your character may require.
Equipment:

Full Armor

Weapon

Goblin RP

Does that mean I should start the alarm scene or something like that situation?

The Bureau of Supernatural Affairs

Then we better locate him as quickly as possible before midnight.