Daird said
So, Izzet time for us to start yet?
Either we're ready to start, ORzhov we aren't. Don't try to rush the role play too hard; not everything is so BLACK and WHITE.
I'm sorry.
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Either we're ready to start, ORzhov we aren't. Don't try to rush the role play too hard; not everything is so BLACK and WHITE.
I'm sorry.
So what I'm gathering is that you don't want me to play as a Orzhov Assassin? Is that it? I don't think it's completely out of the question that such a thing would exist, but you're offering contention so I don't know.
TheRider said
Just gunna say, and sorry to shit on your character man, but Orcs aren't native to Ravnica and are almost exclusively Red aligned...and thematically the Orzhov wouldn't have an assassin. They deal with money, not blood. Sorry. I'm just a huge MTG lore nerd.
I just realized that the card I totally jacked this art from is an ogre and not an orc. I will fix that.
Also there are examples of the Orzhov sending out hits on people's heads. Cards like Slum Reaper demonstrate this. And even if he isn't hired by the orzhov itself, I'm sure you could reasonably expect some kingpin to have grudges and a lot of disposable income.
Name: Neil Crendor
Age: 32
Gender: Male
Race: Ogre
Guild: Orzhov, Previously a Part of Rakdos
Why you are in Orzhov: Neil is a huge fan of money and is talented in assassination. Him and the Orzhov are a match made in heaven. He used to work for the Rakdos, accepting odd jobs that mostly entailed beating the tar out of people. However, he was offered a few Orzhov contracts and found the work, and the pay, much more to his liking.
Magic abilities (if any): Not quite a magical ability, but Neil seems to get along with rats. Exceedingly so. In fact, he is often being followed by a small band of rats who feed off of his kills and remove evidence. They are also known for having many highly toxic diseases. It's a convenient relationship that benefits both of them.
Otherwise, Neil has an enchanted lantern that allows him to collect the souls of those he can't catch alive, or more accurately chooses not to. He can control the brightness of the lantern, and can use the surprisingly pure light to blind foes and repel creatures of pure black, but is otherwise harmless. All of the souls he collects go straight to the Orzhov themselves.
Is wealth a super power? He has money. He's a wealthy and single bachelor. Ladies?
Personality: Neil is a greedy son of a gun. He'll work for anyone if they have the scratch, and unfortunately the Orzhov are the guild with the most cash of all. He is cool and confident, and despite the gruesome work he does he always seems to be enjoying himself. It is difficult to earn Neil's respect. You either need a heavy purse, or a seedy reputation. Neil particularly dislikes self righteousness, the Selesnya, Azorious, and Boros guilds in particular. He finds these guilds to be obnoxious, and despite himself whenever he is given a contract to collect the heads of someone from these guilds he takes perverse pleasure in hunting them down.
Appearance:
Other: It ain't easy being green
Age: 32
Gender: Male
Race: Ogre
Guild: Orzhov, Previously a Part of Rakdos
Why you are in Orzhov: Neil is a huge fan of money and is talented in assassination. Him and the Orzhov are a match made in heaven. He used to work for the Rakdos, accepting odd jobs that mostly entailed beating the tar out of people. However, he was offered a few Orzhov contracts and found the work, and the pay, much more to his liking.
Magic abilities (if any): Not quite a magical ability, but Neil seems to get along with rats. Exceedingly so. In fact, he is often being followed by a small band of rats who feed off of his kills and remove evidence. They are also known for having many highly toxic diseases. It's a convenient relationship that benefits both of them.
Otherwise, Neil has an enchanted lantern that allows him to collect the souls of those he can't catch alive, or more accurately chooses not to. He can control the brightness of the lantern, and can use the surprisingly pure light to blind foes and repel creatures of pure black, but is otherwise harmless. All of the souls he collects go straight to the Orzhov themselves.
Is wealth a super power? He has money. He's a wealthy and single bachelor. Ladies?
Personality: Neil is a greedy son of a gun. He'll work for anyone if they have the scratch, and unfortunately the Orzhov are the guild with the most cash of all. He is cool and confident, and despite the gruesome work he does he always seems to be enjoying himself. It is difficult to earn Neil's respect. You either need a heavy purse, or a seedy reputation. Neil particularly dislikes self righteousness, the Selesnya, Azorious, and Boros guilds in particular. He finds these guilds to be obnoxious, and despite himself whenever he is given a contract to collect the heads of someone from these guilds he takes perverse pleasure in hunting them down.
Appearance:
Other: It ain't easy being green
I'm sure there will never be any shortage of opportunities for our characters to perish in horrific ways, of course!
I vote that if Crimson doesn't get a post in before tomorrow that you should go on without him. We've been stuck for too long. If he really wants to get caught up after that then the burden should be on him.
"I would like to join you, Captain." Shamus said as he waited for Jon to finish using his communicator. "I am not properly combat trained, but I am durable and have access to paramedic supplies. If the pirates have slaves aboard then I may need to be present to assess their medical condition." Shamus lowered his head before continuing. "I will do my absolute best to avoid being a burden to you on this mission."
Shamus wasn't sure why he wanted to join the boarding party. He would work to keep his team alive, but that wasn't the only reason. Perhaps he had some grim fascination with seeing pirates, beings who are known to work for personal gain and personal gain alone. He had experienced mistreatment in the past, but pirates are a unique form of resentment and selfishness that Shamus had never been exposed to. It would be an experience.
Shamus wasn't sure why he wanted to join the boarding party. He would work to keep his team alive, but that wasn't the only reason. Perhaps he had some grim fascination with seeing pirates, beings who are known to work for personal gain and personal gain alone. He had experienced mistreatment in the past, but pirates are a unique form of resentment and selfishness that Shamus had never been exposed to. It would be an experience.
Sorry for the double post, but I have a recommendation for you guys. When the three of you eventually do get around to posting, might I suggest you guys do a collab post like Me Stranger and Redwing did? It would do wonders to push the plot along.
Clarity was embarrassed. Embarrassed that she let herself get beaten up by a bunch of mice. Embarrassed that she let herself be found by the townsfolk so easily. And most of all, she was embarrassed that she let herself get bossed around by a couple of guild chumps. That was a stupid mistake and something she couldn't allow to happen again. Clarity was angling herself towards Mist Mountain, using her tail as a sort of rudder and heading back to her concealed cave when the thought of that lucario popped into her head.
She didn't know what compelled her to ask Zephyr's name, nor what compelled her to tell Zephyr hers. But if there was one thing she wanted to do, it was to take that guy on in a battle. He looked like a tough customer. She felt the need to test her own strength... so why not? Maybe she'd find out for herself exactly how tough townsfolk were.She was mulling the idea over in her head over as she descended into the hidden entrance of her cavern, out of the brightness of the outside and into the more comfortable darkness. Clarity decided that if she wanted to take this Lucario on in a battle... first she would need to get some rest. She grabbed on to the ceiling with her talons, very gingerly in the case of her injured ankle, and fell asleep, waiting for night so that she can make her move.
She didn't know what compelled her to ask Zephyr's name, nor what compelled her to tell Zephyr hers. But if there was one thing she wanted to do, it was to take that guy on in a battle. He looked like a tough customer. She felt the need to test her own strength... so why not? Maybe she'd find out for herself exactly how tough townsfolk were.She was mulling the idea over in her head over as she descended into the hidden entrance of her cavern, out of the brightness of the outside and into the more comfortable darkness. Clarity decided that if she wanted to take this Lucario on in a battle... first she would need to get some rest. She grabbed on to the ceiling with her talons, very gingerly in the case of her injured ankle, and fell asleep, waiting for night so that she can make her move.
I will be able to get a post in tonight. I'm going to be out of the house for most of today.
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