The Kraken

Rotten Masks (WIP)

If anyone would like to join in on the skype chat we have goin, just shoot me a PM and I can get you set up with us

Rotten Masks (WIP)

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Im down with using anything where I don't have to use a mic to talk things ooc (my gf gets all mad when I talk on a mic lol) so if you got anything in mind like that just leme know, Im totally down to talk.

I was also gonna say-what about the idea of starting the rp right as the outbreaks happening? This would solve the problem you were talking about but likewise presents its own problems to solve.

@Tuxedo Fox

Skype would probably provide the best platform for a group chat setting, its a little more reliable in my experience. I guess you'd have to take a role call on who all would be willing to do the collabing as well though, because then something else might suffice like Chatzy.

Rotten Masks (WIP)

I'm comfortable with the amount we have here, I think it'll make for a good starting size to all collab on. If you're wanting to have a tight-knit group to work on it with then I wouldn't exceed the 5 that are here, if there are too many then it'll make it hard for everyone to pitch in on the ideas and such. Just my two cents though, feel free to disregard it

Rotten Masks (WIP)

Ah my friend you have yet again come up with an idea that I must throw my interest in on. Very cool idea here

Avatar: A New Cycle (Post Korra Avatar RP sign-up/interest check)

Kieran

Kieran Jong | 23 | Earth

Birthplace: Republic City

Backstory (Optional): Kieran was born in Republic City to an earthbending mother and a nonbending, water tribe native father. He grew up with a decent life, his father worked as a chef and his mother was a police officer. Kieran himself got into the normal amount of mischief as a kid, of course his mother's status as an officer kept him on the right side of the law most of the time. As he got into his teens, he dabbled in the pro-bending leagues, winning enough money to get him by. Recently, he took up a job at the restaurant his dad works at as a sous chef. His mother is working on enrolling him in the police academy, but lacking the money for the upfront costs, Kieran has decided to work alongside his father for now to save up the money.

Items/weapons on person: An engraved sabre fang from the northern water tribe, given by his father. Some change. A metal wire spool similar to what the police force uses, modified to be hidden underneath sleeves.

Physical Attributes and Abilities:
Earthbending (IIII)
Metalbending (II)

Pawns of the Inquisition

@Tuxedo Fox@Pundii@vFear

I put down me rum and fixed my post everyone, so disregard previous and please forgive it. Don't drink and rp, kids.

Pawns of the Inquisition

And as far as my misreading of posts in regard to my most recent IC post, blame it all on that sweet Malibu rum... editing it now everyone.

Pawns of the Inquisition

It just occurred to me that I am unsure how far along the inquisition has actually developed. I mean has the incident at the conclave happened yet? Are they still at Haven? Have they found Skyhold yet? Sorry if it is obvious but I am kind of blanking on that right now

@Saarebas

Ah, just occurred to me that we did not have that information on the first post. I think as far as @Tuxedo Fox and I had discussed, the events at the Conclave and Haven have yet to happen, so the Inquisition is still fairly small and just recently sanctioned by the Divine. Final say in all that timeline is up to Fox but as far as I am aware, that is about where we are. The first post should probably be updated to include that info.

Wolves of Red Lake Season One (Reboot)

I'm still here, just not sure what to post really. Kinda in a limbo between the prank and such, so waiting for a few more posts to decide where to throw my character.

Pawns of the Inquisition

Erika had returned Flint's clever bow with a curtsy of her own before stepping forwards towards the new, not-so-natural hole in the side of the tunnel. There was slight room for humor in such situations, but the pair seemed to fit it in wherever possible. Made the missions go on a little easier than such serious talk all the time, however, now it was on to business.

"Well hello there."

The Orlesian woman stepped towards the newly formed cavern entrance, desperately looking forward to getting on with the mission and getting away from the miserable elements of the Coast, but instead she froze mid-step as the words reached her ears. The chinking of her partner's armor at his sudden startling caused her to alter her movement in a quick turn about, stumbling around and grabbing for her dagger, ready to throw at whomever had managed to sneak up on the pair. It was probably quite comical to see the two so frazzled, which probably almost certainly gave the two people who now stood before them a confidence boost. Ah, yes. The Inquisition, comprised of the best of the best from all around Thedas... yeah, right.

Noticing the humorous tone that Flint took on as he finally addressed the two soggy blokes, Erika lowered her dagger. It remained casually in her hand, as the sword did in the Templar's. Better safe than sorry, after all.

"I don't know, I try to reserve judgement on the Templars since my brother joined the order. But since those lunatics back there tried to slit our throats..." She smirked at the pair, realizing they did seem a bit of an odd mixture. What were a Warden and a Templar doing wandering the Storm Coast? "A Warden, eh? Looks like some greater power is amassing all of the orders on the Coast for some miserable reason."

It was apparent that the two pairs had no bones to pick with each other, unless the Templar woman was upset by their mass burial of the like. Still, if that were the case then they would have both likely met their fate by now.

"Look, we're with the Inquisition. I'd love to tell you more, but I won't bore you with the details. We've no quarrel with either of you, but we do have a job to do." She said rather matter-of-factly. The ball of fire that the Warden mage held close to him made her envious for a moment, not only for its warmth but for the light it provided in the dark tunnels. Oh, how she longed to be cozied up to a warm fire with a pint of cider in her mitts. The comfort of their camp at Haven was too far away to think of now, though. They had garnered too many complications on this simple mission already.

"So, we are of no trouble to you if you are the same to us. Right Flint?" Erika said, looking to her smaller- but equally dangerous- partner. "However, if you don't mind me asking, what exactly brings a lone Warden and Knight-Lieutenant pair to this part of this lovely countryside? Honeymooning, perhaps?" She questioned jokingly, a smile now on the assassin's face. "I'm Erika, by the way."

@Tuxedo Fox @vFear @Pundii