Searat

Warhammer 40k: Answering the Call - An Only War/Guard RP

@Jbcool@Bright_Ops@Superboy
"You'll get no issues from me. I was just tryn' ta stop a fight is all..." He raises his hands defensively. He was not about to be killed just because some gakheads causing a scene. He approaches the wall of shields and gently lays his stub pistol hidden in his pack and the mining pick holstered in the side of his pack. He slowly walks back to the group, arms still raised and addresses the enforcers. "See? I'm cooperating."

The Bureau of Supernatural Affairs

@KatherinWinter@Blueflame@Phantomlink959@LightningMaiden

"I'm Richard Anselm. I am what Argus calls a 'god-touched'. That means..." Richard pauses slightly to raise his index finger and summons a small orb of pure light around the size of a finger segment. "I am more than able to harness holy magics and miracles." The small orb of light rests on his finger before being absorbed into his body. "I also have a minor form of regeneration. Hence my appearance despite being alive for over seventy years. I also served in the military as a medic and combat medic in different conflicts. So it is safe to assume that I work well in a team, am well versed in using most firearms, and know how to fight; both with a weapon and without one." He purses his lips while thinking of other things to tell the other agents. "Ah. I am also a skilled medic. That combined with my ability to heal, means that I can slam death's door shut in seconds."

Ban the Person above you

Banned for complaining about signatures

Gaia Frontier (5e)

@Lucius Cypher

Ethan's eyes widened in shock at the threat of being smacked silly by a halfling. He quickly grabs a scrap of parchment from his pouch and writes down a message explaining to sips that the elven woman had given him the directions and promises to bring back the ingredients. He turns to face the elven woman offers her a gracious bow. "Many thanks, miss elf! May Goddesses of Fortune and Joy smile upon you." Ethan gathers the updated map, affixes the hat on his head, and places the scrap of parchment in a noticeable location where Sips would easily see it before leaving the tavern and town jogging at a brisk pace. He would have chosen to walk but the fear of loosing his first job, caused him to think otherwise.

He was rather winded once he approached the forked road from earlier. He rests for a couple minutes to catch his breath, before going through the forest path. If the map was correct, he would reach the first town in under half an hour if he kept his jogging at the brisk pace he was going. He hopes that he could manage to do all three pick ups fast enough that Sips wont be too upset to fire him.

Gaia Frontier (5e)

@Lucius Cypher

Ethan grumbles slightly as he reads the map the 'nth time and still has no damned idea which route was the route leading to the town. "Tsk...I can't find no rhyme or reason of this blasted map!" He let out a sigh while lightly pinching the bridge of his nose, he had already traveled on this small dirt road for almost an hour. The trip back to the town and asking for which road he was supposed to take was the most logical way to deal with this dilemma, but then again the dirt road did continue on through the forest and then again maybe the grass was just over grown in the fields...

Swallowing his pride, he turns around and begins his embarrassing walk back to Frontier Town. Better his pride broken, rather than his body. It took another hour and a half for Ethan to arrive back into town. Almost hesitantly, he approaches the door leading to the inn and, most likely, Sips. Seeing the halfling proprietor working he approaches closer to the smaller male, hat pressed against his chest and had a look that said 'I got lost and didn't know what to do' on his face. "Pardon, sire. I apologize for returning empty handed...but the map you gave me must be mistaken." He presents the map to Sips. "Around here on the map..." he points to the road past the bend in the mountain. "...there was actually a diverging path that lead to a dense forest and a plain of tall grass. I-I'm not sure if the map is mistaken or I was the one mistaken, but I have no clue which road should I traverse." He scratches the back of his head sheepishly and let out a light but uneasy chuckle. "I was hoping you could tell me the right path or any other directions..."

Gaia Frontier (5e)

@Lucius Cypher
Perception check for...
Forrest: 13
Tall Grass: 12

Investigation check to see if Ethan can discern more information off the map and understand where the town would be: 6

Word association Game!

Sleep

Gaia Frontier (5e)

@Lucius Cypher
Ethan lets out a relieved sigh as the halfling barkeep knew what the slang meant but left it at that. Ethan feels that he really could begin anew here in Frontier Town. He smiles to Sips, offers him a quick bow of gratitude before speaking again. "Thank you very much, kind sire. You will not regret this!" Then heads out of the inn with hat and map in one hand and his trusty walking stick on the other. If he were to judge the map correctly, the trek to the first village would only take a couple hours at most. With a quick nod of understanding he keeps the map in his pouch, affixes his badge of office atop his head and walks past the main gate leading out of the town proper.

The Bureau of Supernatural Affairs

@Blueflame
Your turn to post.

Gaia Frontier (5e)

@Lucius Cypher
Deception roll to check if Sips picks up on the slang or is too weirded out to notice.
13