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6 yrs ago
Current Masses are always breeding grounds of psychic epidemics.
6 yrs ago
The highest, most decisive experience is to be alone with one's own self. You must be alone to find out what supports you, when you find that you can not support yourself.
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7 yrs ago
One cannot live from anything except what one is.
7 yrs ago
The slave to virtue finds the way as little as the slave to vices.
7 yrs ago
The core of an individual is the mystery of life, which dies when it is 'grasped'. That is also why symbols want to keep their secrets.

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The Harbinger of Ferocity


Agent of the Wild, Aspect of the Ferine
Nature, red in tooth and claw.

"There is, indeed, no single quality of the cat that man could not emulate to his advantage."
- Carl Van Vechten

I am, at my core, a personification and manifestation of those things whose blood and hearts run red with the ferocity of the animal world. It is this which convicts and controls my works, my writing, my being; the force and guidance in which I gain wisdom from. It is what inspires me as a creator and weaver of words, the very thing I admire as an author.

My leanings, savage as they are, are of the feline sort as there exists no greater lineage of beasts whom can be drawn from. No others captivate and motivate my talent and skill as the greatest of cats do.

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Of all subjects I was pressed into learning, mathematics was the one I despised the most. It all seemed like needless busywork thought up by those with far too much time on their hands, even worse that it still has yet to be of much practical application in any portion of my life; at least other disciplines have been. I am continually reminded of this whenever it is brought up.
Relatively simple or small things can and do make me irrationally angry, especially when they are repeated and over a long term with no alternative presenting itself. I reason that what makes me most inflamed about such scenarios is that no matter what I do the struggle and the effort put forth is meaningless or made irrelevant by some other issue or problem. Mind you these are small issues and the anger is often disproportionate, hence why I have had to take such extensive steps to never be roused at all. It still is particularly irksome in an uncanny way how little things do bother me so and what unusual willpower it takes for me to turn blind eye to them.
Welcome back to the Roleplayer Guild then, @King Kindred. I would suggest trying to track them down based upon your post history if you are looking to pick up where you left off, but other than that I have no real advice; you know how the world here works for the most part. Either way, best of luck to you on your endeavors once again as part of rejoining us.
Down to one.
At some point I believe one begins to learn so much that they begin to forget that they have learned at all. It is all there, very much so, but it is buried somewhere. While not often something that can be called on at whim as it is not accessed often, the context and scenario bring it out, @Gunther. That is generally my experience with it at this point.

It is all there somewhere, wedged together and part of this larger puzzle, but ask of me to show all of what I know? The question then becomes, "What exactly do you want to know?" because there is too much to divulge and some of it is seemingly lost to me until the circumstances make it possible to recall it top of mind. It is a bizarre phenomena, punctuated most when it comes to a situation where I believe I am aware of the answer yet remain seemingly uncertain of it because it seems distant. It could well be a mirage of the mind, though consistently that is rare.
My advice would be to punch through and massacre the apparent leader first, hitting them with what we have until they go down while cutting down the others if they attempt to stand in the way; an all or nothing. The entire camp cannot be fought off and the camp itself is burning, meaning they risk losing some relative amount of it to fire. Either they pursue us, the slaves, or deal with the fire, or split some number of their forces to do so, meaning it is less likely they will manage an efficient chase. I reason they might be more concerned with the fire and us, but however many slaves fleeing are a fair distraction as well, especially if they do start to scatter in a panic.

Either way, Brannor's initiative is 14. Unless you have other plans of action in mind, the goal from the paladin is to kill the most dangerous foe as fast as possible and as efficiently as possible by massing all of the group together so no one is really left out to be stopped or grabbed.
I all too often come to forget just how much has been learned or understood in my lifetime alone. Recalling pieces of information I had lost for a time but were never truly lost. I suppose that is a useful quality, to have knowledge of a wide variety of disciplines and categories with a chance to recall their information when needed.
My second favorite animal would still be a cat, in fact all my rankings of animals are dominatingly populated by felids. Not to say others have no interest to me, such an assertion is just plainly untrue, but the reality is O find nothing that holds a candle to them. That second favorite animal being the Bengal tiger, something terribly fierce, exceedingly well adjusted to its environment, and beautiful in design and structure. While still a distant second from Smilodon as a whole, let alone Smilodon populator, it is one of the great cats who I have the most bond with.
I will come to add something in a day or too unless the events change, but I am assuming Brannor can be successful in his mission and escape to rejoin with the rest. If not, do let me know. Likewise, if there is anything that can or will crop up for this, do inform before it becomes solely assumed we have success in this mission.
Amusingly this is the fourth time today I have encountered this question by sheer coincidence. That said I may as well keep with the theme and elaborate on it. Unsurprisingly to many, my usual archetypes revolve around being the "wise old man", at least in the sense my classes are often druids, shamans, or some sort of priest or cleric, something with general combat ability but potent spellcasting and magical prowess. Usually these rely on the powers of nature, most often plant and animal though elemental as well. Where devoted to more combat I edge toward the ranger or huntsman, a master of the wild and animal-friend as well as a figure of many knacks. However, the "green-knight" or champion of nature is perhaps my favorite rare archetype, a mixture of paladin and ranger. Where possible I take on bestial motifs or characters, at the most extreme playing mythic animals or more subdued with people who affiliate with them such as the shaman who takes on various personas of the embodied ideal after consorting with them.

Subsequently, this often ends up being some mixture of the Wise Old Man, the Great Father, the Magician, and the Hero, depending where things fall. If left wholly to my choices? I play out the "Great Beast", the "Feral Druid", the "Savage Priest", or the "Champion of Nature". This oft involves being a bit bloodthirsty in combat, mixing claw and fang, with magical addition. Magic for the sake of magic always feels like excess and almost exclusively have I ever been at odds with the bardic or roguish types alongside the high and mighty wizardly sorts. There is also some underlying tone of the arcane I tend toward being at odds with or knowledge, let alone power, for its own sake; self-powered divine spellcasting, soulcasting. or psionics are much more to taste.
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