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Liam Watson


Sitting at his desk in home room, Liam is sitting alone as he leans back his seat a little as he plays on his handheld console. With a single earbud in his left ear, the sounds of sword swings and casted magic is heard to a catchy battle theme playing in the background. Liam smirks a little as the boss he was fighting finally falls. “Gotcha~,” he speaks in a low tone to the his defeated digital foe.

A glance up at the clock shows him he beat it with a minute to spare. Perfect. I figured it would be close. With a quick save, he turns the console off, placing it back into its carrying case and slipping it into his backpack as other students begin to take to their seats. It wasn’t long after that that his first period teacher makes their way into the class. Liam certainly appreciated not having to change classes like others had to. Gave him that extra bit of relaxation to start his day, after all.
Apologies. I’ve been under the weather the last few days. I’ll try and have a post for you soon.
Ailred Enbanise


After a rather brisk walk, Ailred found himself entering the tree line of the forest. Taking in a deep breath, he enjoys the fresh smells of the wilderness as it enters his nose. It was not to say that the smells of the village were bad, but nothing can quite compare to more earthy and floral smell of nature. It was comforting, to say the least.

Once he had taken in all he wanted, he begins to walk in the woods of the tree line. It didn’t take him long to start finding what he was looking for. Scattered under trees and in the wild grass, certain plants caught his eye immediately. Medical herbs and green grasses. Any herbalist worth one’s salt should be able to know these items at sight. They’re the materials of most basic potions sold within the realm, after all. Nodding to himself, he starts plucking up the two, filling his material bag with a decent haul.

Materials snug within his bag, he makes his way back along the tree line towards the path he had taken from the village. As he does though, his attention falls to something not far out from the woods.

The Graveyard.

Such somber places aren’t his cup a tea. Not like most people would say otherwise. But in looking towards the graveyard, he can’t help but feel that something...just doesn’t seem right about it. Like a disturbance in the air coming from it. Rather curious about this feeling, Ailred takes to leaning on a tree, taking the chance to scan the site a little more closely from the (relative) safety of the woods.
Yeah sorry. Between graduation and Mother’s Day, I had been rather busy. I’ll get to a post soon.


Dawn, Miricia


How did everything suddenly get so crazy? They hadn’t even been here for more than five minutes and now the tavern has turned to utter chaos! First it seemed that one of the servers had caught the attention of everyone in the tavern after a loud drunk had patted him across the path. The look that Prince Erik had when he turned towards Sir Gregory and himself indicated that he was preparing to intervene if he needed to.

But before that situation could developed anymore, a crash came through the roof and what looked like a kid fell on top of another patron. Just what the heck is going on?! Even as his brain was processing the insanity, the situation gets even worse when it becomes seemingly evident that the kid is a madman, as he starts firing off lightning at random inside the tavern.

Zachary knew in this situation that the first priority is to secure the safety of his prince. He bolts up from his seat towards Prince Erik, hastily placing his arm on his back with a push to keep his head down. ”Your Highness! It’s not safe here. We need to get you outside now!” It’s imperative he can keep the Prince safe. An incident here could spell trouble not just here, but back in Albia as well.


Dawn, Miricia


Letting out a breath as he takes a seat at the table claimed by the Prince and his bodyguard procured, Zachary felt relief at finally arriving at their destination. Joining the emissaries when the call was sent out, he had volunteered with great haste. This was a mission of great importance, to that there was no doubt. Tasked with solving an assassination of a nation's leader is no small task. It would be lying though if he said he joined with no selfish reasoning. This was as much an opportunity for him to prove himself to those back home.

He motions towards the tavern maid to get her attention. “An ale, please,” he requests. “And some food.” Once his order was in check, Zachary’s eyes wonders over towards the price and his more boisterous bodyguard. During the trip, he never really had much of a chance to try and speak to his highness. Though at the rate they had traveled to arrive here and the focus the prince had appeared, the young man figured better than to potentially annoy the young royal.

Noticing Prince Eric looking up at something, his head and eyes followed. They ended up on a sign over the bar, indicating that Laguez were not welcome here. Zachary grimaces at that. He knew others could be quite hostile towards the Laguez people, but he had never had issues with them himself. And wasn’t this supposed to be the nation were Beorc and the Laguez were supposed to be working together? Head shaking, Zachary turns away from it, as he waits for his drink.


Quick question. In the section on weapon proficiency, it says we have 5 points to distribute, but the character sheet says 4. Which one should I go with?
Alright, went ahead and changed the names up for them. Hopefully this is thematically better in line than they were before.
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