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I return! We cant have the captain be TOO happy after all. :P
IC is up! Time for a bit of interaction before the first battle.
"How many?"
The scout shifted uncomfortably as he stood at the entrance of the tent. The captain-general had been looking at a map on the table, and had appeared to be quite engrossed in it when the scout had walked in. The general had not given a greeting, or even shown any notice that the scout had even entered, apart from what he just said.
He hated this job.

"Um..."He started, flinching slightly when the man at the table looked up, looking mildly irritated. His cold eyes bored into those of the scout, and for a moment, he wondered if he should turn around and come back in another time, when he wasnt so...nervous. Of course, that would go splendidly...
"Erm, yes. They number seven or eight hundred, along with..."

The Captain-General tapped the table, looking irritated again. "I do not pay you for guesswork. Which is it? Seven, or eight?" He looked almost unwell, with rings around bloodshot eyes and telltale smells of herbs to keep him awake that drifted around the room. He was on edge about something, of which the scout was sensible enough not to ask about.
"Apologies...sir. Eight Hundred, including one hundred horse. Currently they have been raiding various settlements in the south west, taking many slaves to sell at the ports in the sout..."

"I know what they are doing. I didnt order you to find that out." The Captain-General took a deep breath and looked at the maps again.

"Another merc company, in our area. Probable that they have heard of us so far."

Will thought, writing it down on a piece of paper that he had kept notes on all the while ignoring the scout, who was clearly seriously wondering if he should leave.
"They have pillaged and burned several settlements so far. Smallfolk utterly hate them along with several lords. A shame, but little reason to do anything, they would not be stupid enough to attack us."

He looked down at the paper. There was one more word.

He looked at it. Five seconds. Ten seconds, Thirt...
"Ive decided." He looked up at the scout. "Get your men and inform each of the captains to move out within an hour. Ill find Johnson. Shes probably swimming today..." The scout nodded, and ran outside, clearly glad to get away as quickly as possible. Will got up, and walked outside after him, into the newly roused camp and making a beeline for the river.

"Clarissa! I told you to be on standby!" He yelled out, not bothering to hide the annoyance in his voice.
@Gelatinous Cube

Apologies mate, theres been a ton of irl stresses going on. Hoping to get the IC up soon.

And i did say your characters looks fine, mate. xD
Posted the bio of the Captain-General btw fellas! Its on the first post.

We are working on making the IC!

Humans are all there is. There are plenty of mythical creatures that might have existed, but none do anymore. Like myths irl.

Time period would be about...fifteenth century, technology wise, people havent quite figured out gunpowder yet, but arent too far off.


Thats...pushing things a bit mate. His family wouldnt really have "Psionic aptitude", or be trained in magic. Thats stuff you learn alongside various other scholarly duties, and even then, its not quite as cut and dried.

That whole training montage thing sounds a as well. As does the hallucination allowing him to win, and those abilities.

Hes a normal human, really good with martial arts maybe, but nothing beyond what a skilled martial artist would be able to do irl.


Looks good.

Bear in mind all, this is medieval, so life expectancy isnt too high. You can make young characters if you want.

Other races are not allowed, sorry. You can make small factions and such, though. Nothing that would contend the throne, however.


Ehh...pushing the line a bit, but that could work.

@Gelatinous Cube

Looks fine.


Seems alright. Please be aware that even in this setting, very little of those things in the last paragraph actually existed.

And as for future reference everyone, please do NOT put your character up on the char tab until both myself and @Salrynn have approved it. That includes the people i just have mentioned.
Mirror World: Chapel of the Martyr - 22/7/2015 - Wednesday

Katsuro kept pace with the rest of the group, remaining completely silent as he took in the world around him. He had seen it before, and thought he had come to terms with it. He was half wrong, it still stunned him as he looked around, although he was able to compose himself in front of the others. When Rui had said that they were going back in, he had very nearly told him to fuck off.
A whole new world...they could learn so much from it. If only he could tell everyone about it...
That would be folly, of course. People would just exploit it. He would know that better than anyone. Idiot.
Katsuro shook his head, and looked around at Is that what it was? He had never been to one before, but all these strange symbols and certainly looked like one, from what he had seen in books. What the hell was going on...

He was so occupied with what was going on around him, he fell behind slight and didnt hear the yelling straight away, but when he did, he almost tripped and fell, only managing to save himself at the last second. He ran to follow the others, reaching them to find...

"What the hell..."

Do you want a hug after what happened to that document?

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