Thinslayer

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Interesting theory. ^_^

There are a few individuals still alive who could confirm or deny your theory. Sadron is certainly more than just a quest-giver, that much I will say.

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What do you guys make of the NPCs, like Sadron, Arandur, Gorman, and the Captain?

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"I am native to Fellmore's farthest reaches, close to the border. This country's chaos is not lost on me. I'd been traveling on my own, effectively, for years."
The Captain nodded. He had to be capable in order to fight off an entire warband for longer than a few seconds. The description of his home suggested that he hailed from the northern border, next to the polar region where the Ice Golem slept. Not many lived there, and for good reason - it was inhospitable to orcs. He had to be quite tough to survive the eternal winter.
"And I was expecting a name, miss," the orc continued. "I haven't heard of your Victors, regardless of how absurd that might sound. I prefer to keep my head out of politics and war."

The Captain chuckled. "I think you'll find that an untenable position in the near future," she remarked, slipping one arm under his to hold him steady. "It would have been possible to stay out of politics while Fellmore was still fragmented, when anyone could be bought for a price, but the country is rapidly becoming more unified. With unity comes honor, and with honor, loyalty. It now matters more who serves who, and independence is no longer respected. Put simply, mercenaries have no place here. And much as I'd like to say I don't care what you do, I would be remiss if I let you contract your services to my enemies. You are still free to go, as I said, but if I catch you hurting anyone I care about, I won't hesitate to put an arrow through your neck."

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Tales of the Land

They were outnumbered, but it felt like we were outnumbered. As my axe brought down another human knight, I lifted my eyes and beheld her for the first time. Magic swirled about her and coursed into every soldier under her command. Mighty spells bore down on us with godly force, driving us to our knees. She was, at once, beautiful and terrifying. The thousands of us were no match for her.

But as I watched, The Nameless One raised his staff, and all the magic she had cast vanished like a puff of smoke into the night. I will never forget the look on her face as he pushed her off the rock into our midst.

Utter betrayal.

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So, how is everyone feeling about this RP? Any feedback for me? Are you having fun, feeling left out...?

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Kinda waiting on @Thinslayer figured one of the high elves would announce the results

@Cuccoruler

I see. Sadron put the responsibility in Xen's hands, so it's up to Xen to decide what to do with the vote, @XenoCyanide.

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I'm not sure what I should be doing right now, Vert is kinda tied up. Also will one of the high elves be turning Vert into a slime?

@Cuccoruler

Vert should be pleading for her life. Also, high elves don't have the power to turn things into slime.

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Ventus snatched the water skin from the woman's grasp as quickly as he could and drank until he could handle no more. As he'd expected, the water did little to quench his thirst, but it was a pleasant distraction. He did not suspect poison or foul play, not after being rescued from a humiliating defeat, but still refused the offering of food from his apparent ally with a gentle wave of his hand.

"Who are you, and where have you taken me?" Ventus grunted, dropping the water skin to the floor. "Where is this camp?" Speaking helped, having anything to set his mind to did wonders for him. But how long could he go on like this?

@tex

The Captain dipped her head. She understood the orc's concern; he had no idea why he was attacked or how he survived. For all he knew, the attackers had captured him. He had no way of confirming that the present company meant him no harm.

"I am the Captain of Vain's Victors. We took you to our camp to heal you. You are free to leave at any time. But, pardon my asking, what on this good earth are you doing travelling alone through central Fellmore? The whole country is a veritable death trap to anything that's not in an army. Don't you have a mercenary band to travel with?"

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Finally, a black stone! About time there was some more conflict around here. xD

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@tex
The short orc peeked out of the tent and yelled. A minute later, someone else pushed open the tent flap and stepped inside.

It was a humanoid female. She was tall, easily six feet, and wore a set of form-fitting steel armor with a helmet and hood that masked her facial features. Her proportions were neither orc nor human, and she seemed too well-built to be an elf. She carried herself like a noblewomen, though the way she measured her movements spoke of a trained warrior.

Yet, when she knelt beside him and lifted a waterskin to his lips, he found only gentleness.

"Welcome to my camp," she said simply, and offered him a strip of dried meat.