The Narrator

Full metal alchemist RP?

I would be in it either way. I think high casual though.

Full metal alchemist RP?

Okay, how about a ragtag group of Alchemists and the like on an mission? Perhaps after the Ishvalan war?

Full metal alchemist RP?

I would be interested if it would be an original story.

OAK Order of Arcane Knights.(Open!)

Just wanted to say that I just love sloths. They are like the most awesome animals of all.

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"Perhaps I should pull the stick out then and beat your head open with it. That way I could prove to everyone how empty it is.", Khar did not like Quill on bit. He thought of himself as funny, being funny was of no use.
Khar then mustered the slothman as he smashed a gigantic branch on the floor, doing heavy damage. The warrior in Khar immediately analysed the movement. The stranger seemed pretty slow, but undoubtedly forceful. He also did not seem to be the brightest, but that was just a guess. Khar's opinion did not matter however since the Grandmaster had to approve him.
"I mean being a capable warrior.", he said to the sloth knight, "Brute force does not prove anything."

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Khar just wanted to object that his fighting style was not really Li Lian when the whole spectacle began. "How can one be so weak that he can't even walk in here. A shame to call that man a knight.", were the words Khar choose. He hated weakness, and that was just a example of it. Many of the knights were weak in his opinion.
There were of course many he quite liked. The Admiral for example or the wanderer. Quill however was for Khar a jester and not a knight.
That however was beside the point. The one who carried Lao Xijer inside was a weird looking fellow. Khar knew plenty of beast kin, but none looked like the slothman. When the Grandmaster offered him a reward Khar quenched his fist. He did not think that was justified. When he heard what the slothman wanted he had to speak. "Do you think that is how you become a knight? Just carrying some weakling through this door? Being a knight means being one of the strongest fighters in the world!", he looked at Lao, "Or I thought it did."

The War for Baji (open)

About the soulreading, his ability is no secret. So either they were told of it, or he will tell them himself.

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For Hibiki the ceremony consisted of a thousand melodies. He heard the sunlight, the birds in the sky, the hope in the villagers and the curiousness in the eyes of the children. Lord Shimas melody was a friendly tone, but at the same time is was epic, commanding like something that would play during a battle. The lord had given Hibiki the task to listen to all his companions, to find out if one of them would be a danger to the group. That did not seem the case.

There was the melody of Yuudai, one of the Half-Oni. Her tune seemed harsh and loud, but was actually pretty soft. She seemed like a dangerous warrior on the surface, mostly because she was, but on the inside she was a good person. Someone who cared. Hibiki still put her on the list of those who he should watch.
Hibiki almost did not notice Jiang when he put his hands on his shoulders. He nodded as an answer to the friendly words. Jiangs Melody was fast, fascinating and exotic. Still one could hear the tone of an warrior and a noble friend, as well as a special lightness.
Kenji's melody was one of harmony. It was a devout song, like it would be sung by Shima monks. Also one could hear a friendly tune in it.
When Hibiki first listened to Gin he laughed. It was a playful, childish song one the one hand and a beastly, aggressive and much darker song on the other. It was something special.
Tarou was called the rising sun, for Hibiki he sounded a lot like that. Proud, brave and radiant, impatiently waiting for its time at the zenith.
The old Tengu women had a sound like nothing Hibiki heard before. Mostly because he never before met a Tengu. Her melody reminded Hibiki of an bird who broke his wings. It may once have sounded like the endless blue sky, but now it had bitter tunes in it.
Nana was a high tune, filled with the joy and energy of a child.

Hibiki looked forward to this journey. He knew it was going to be dangerous. He knew people might die. But he would do everything to help his group. While everyone talked and the little children played, Hibiki listened. "This is going to be our journey. I am grateful to go them with any of you.", he said quietly.

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One could hear a cracking sound as Khar smashed the head of an squire of the order on the pavement. He took a bite from the piece of chicken in his right hand while the squire moaned in pain.
"Stand up boy. If this would have been a real fight you would have been dead.", Khar had the reputation as one of the hardest trainers of the order. He never let his students catch a break or get away with failure. "In a few years you will thank me for that broken nose! Now get up!", the young squire stood up and cleaned the blood of his face with his hand. "That is the spirit! Now attack, this is no fun for both of us boy.", the only reason Khar trained squires was because he was ordered to. He hates to fight against opponents that were so much weaker than him, training against a knight however...

Just as he said that a courier ran in the trainingshall. "Sir, you are ordered to visit Grandmaster Edward!", the courier proclaimed and showed a document. Khar blocked the attack of his trainee and swiped his legs away, then he directed his attention to the courier. "And why is that errant boy? What does the Grandmaster want?", he slowly got closer to the courier and pierced him with his eyes. The courier tried to stutter something when Khar disrupted him with his laugh, "Dont worry errant boy, I will go see the old Edward immediately, you go search for the others."

Khar took his weapon and left. "Training is over for today."

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CS is up! Any suggestions or criticisms?