WittyWolf

Edge of Tamriel - Aetherium

@rush99999
Ka-Vara's Personal Quest: Track down the Gourmet and have him bake the perfect sweet roll.

Edge of Tamriel - Aetherium

I will Allow that. Water is free. mmmmm mountain fresh....

@LotusWarrior

Hehe, exactly! Hopefully no bears or deer pissed in it though...
But that works out perfectly! I have thirty septims left which means I can cover both Metosi's and Ka-Vara's supplies.

Edge of Tamriel - Aetherium

Metosi smiled good naturedly, nodding as Ka-Vara asked him for the remaining sum. He was glad he hadn't drank like his companions the night before. Often Metosi found himself grateful for renouncing alcohol from his life altogether. He found magic was difficult to control when inebriated, preferring to keep a clear head. "For you, dear Ka-Vara, anything!" Metosi said magnanimously, dipping into his coin pouch to add five septims to the twenty already on the stand's counter. "Although maybe we should make sure to keep you from the sweet rolls. At least until after we find out what we'll need the next day, eh?" Metosi said, lightly teasing. He had grown an affection for the Argonian and Khajiit last night. Both had earned his trust several times over after helping him with those drunken Nords and he just hoped he could earn theirs as well. "We're interested, good sir. That map, if you would be so kind? And my apologies for before, but it's a smart man that strikes the hardest bargain." Metosi addressed the merchant, sincerity in his voice. He dipped his head to the man, in a show of humility.

Action: Add his five septims to Ka-Vara's and purchase the map

Edge of Tamriel - Aetherium

@LotusWarrior
Does water cost anything? If not, I should have like, ten extra septims since Metosi doesn't drink alcohol. I can put that towards these expenses as well, if you allow it.

Edge of Tamriel - Aetherium

Not if @WittyWolf chips in for the map.

@rush99999

Yea, I was planning on helping out with the map. But will we have enough to chip in for the trip supplies as well?

@rush99999T_T he's bleeding us dry...I'll be left with 1 septim and you're in debt already...

@Regendorf

It'll be alright man... you just found out about some bandits on the main road for us. We're bound to get attacked, cheer up! xD And bandits always have some gear we can strip them of, possible septims, and goods they've absconded from travelers. We'll be fiiine or die of poverty. They might even have a note on them detailing the location of a hideout we can clear out for some XP or septims.

The East Market - Fantasy/Steampunk Character Development RP - *Rebooted!*

Dimitri "One-Arm" Orlov



Age: 29 (for the last five years)

Gender: Male

Biography: Dimitri was once a part of City Guard and a damn fine one at that. His service ended when he suffered a terrible accident attempting to protect the citizens after a scuffle between competing bounty hunters. His arm was taken, as well as his right eye. His body requires frequent maintenance, leading to a hard life for the man. Finally, he opened a bar and diner, named "The Guards' Gourd". He was an overnight success, since old buddies from the Guard showed him regular business. This did wonders for his pub's reputation as being one of the safest. Law-abiding citizens flocked to the establishment, shocked to find their favorite Lieutenant, a local hero! He found purpose in life once more as he opened a second business, this named "Dimi's Deep Repair", which specialized in the repair of vehicles, installment of mechanical implants as well as repair. Dimitri no longer wakes at night from the pain of his implants, now having the money to keep up with his necessary repairs. He provides individual based prices, providing care for an amount that his customer can afford.

Skills: He is a skilled man of action, but has long since hung up his spurs. The only time his skills get utilized are when someone gets too rowdy in or outside of his stores.

Fisticuffs: A regular contender of the Guards' Golden Gloves, he's made a name for himself as the best bare knuckle brawler of the East Market.

Eagle Eye: As his last name suggests, Dimi is an excellent shot, yet is known best for his ability to shoot a man over a mile away, while still leaving the man alive.

Gift of Gab: Dimitri's long time of tending bar and guessing a person's order has given him an innate insight into the heart of a person, knowing the nature of their woes and knowing the best words to extract these painful memories. He calls himself a therapist behind the counter and a doctor with a wrench.

Eye of the Beholden: His eye was replaced with a mysterious new implant by a traveling doctor, who assured him it would never need repair. This convinced Dimitri to have it replace his old glass eye. The man had been telling the truth, the eye not only restoring his sight, but never needing a fix or re-calibration. The most unnerving thing of the eye, is that it allows Dimitri to see a person's true form or nature. If a person is a lycan, but is in human form, Dimitri can see the beast within as if that person had transformed before his very eyes. To remedy this, he covers his eye when faced with such people. Otherwise, he leaves his eye uncovered.
Eye Appearance:

Eye of the Beholden

Personality: He's a friendly man and always knows when a person simply needs a patient ear or a small word of friendly advice. Dimitri tends to keep his business and history to himself. This included the knowledge he gleams with his eye, only bringing up such things when he feels there is a necessity. He's a very sentimental man, known to be moved by an impressive tale or emotional story, often giving such a storyteller a free drink. Oftentimes, he's seen happily whistling away as he toils in the bar and his repair shop. He often has his son, Oliver, run the bar and kitchen when he needs to see a new or scheduled client next door.

Closed.

Gregory Jones

Location: The Train
Interacting With: Eva @WhiteStar19

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Slick raised his hands in mock surrender, his jaw working slowly as he chewed on a piece of chocolate. "Whoaa! Okay then little lady, you got me. But, I never needed saving in any of those scuffles, alright? Hogwarts kids don't know how to throw down like the boys back home." He smiled slightly, his eyes alight. His confidence was founded in results and it was true he'd never lost a fight he picked. He had tried to start too many though, which made him grateful for all of Eva's help. More than he would ever let her know. "Besides, I am your knight. I'll do anything for you, you know that. Just say the word, Capitan! I'll be on them like white on rice." He looked at the card in the empty candy box and groaned, throwing yet another Dumbledore to the floor of the compartment. "Respect, but I am a bit sick of seeing that guy's face!"

He looked up at her from under the brim of his hat as he picked the card up. His conscience had gotten the better of him, almost missing the cringe in Eva's face. That bastard had really messed her up and he found he couldn't get rid of that last bit of heat in his stomach. He hoped Luke wouldn't get in his face this year. With or without Eva, Slick would end up dropping the punk! "Yea, no problem. I'll pick up the slack for you. I'll make them fly loops and corkscrews so intense, they'll be dry-heaving by the end of practice. My word on that." The thought of getting to run the team for a bit was exciting for Slick. He'd been passed up not because of lack of talent, but lack of a cool head. The previous Captain had told that it took someone who thought ahead to be a leader and Slick couldn't disagree. Eva had been the perfect person for the job and Slick had been her loudest supporter when he'd found out the good news. "I'll make sure you've got nothing to worry about while you take a breather."

His eyes shot up when he heard about her actually having a little something over the summer! His Eva, really?! Slick outright chuckled a bit at the shock value. "Seriously? Look at you, getting on the dating scene! I swear, the first trip to Hogsmeade we're getting drinks and celebrating, first rounds on me." He seemed to be doing a slightly victory dance while sitting, overjoyed for his friend who was finally getting out of her shell. It had taken her long enough! "It's cool, we all have to start somewhere. And it only satisfies me... if he satisfied you." Slick had trailed off in his answer for dramatic effect, before dropping his voice to a cheesy machismo tone, wagging his eyebrows suggestively at Eva.

The East Market - Fantasy/Steampunk Character Development RP - *Rebooted!*

@The Slenderman
I know, chill. I was already writing a post...

The East Market - Fantasy/Steampunk Character Development RP - *Rebooted!*

@The Slenderman

The guardsman skipped backwards and crossed his swords, catching the swift slash. The man's superior talents showed themselves however and his blade sliced through his own. Blood sprayed from the wound, dark arterial blood spraying onto Philomel's face. Seeing this, the guards attempted to shoot the swordsman, firing off another volley of bullets.

The East Market - Fantasy/Steampunk Character Development RP - *Rebooted!*

@The Slenderman
The swordsman was thrown off balance as his desired target outmaneuvered him, but he rolled with his spin and flipped acrobatically, putting enough distance to allow the gunmen above to finally fire upon Philomel. "FIRE!" came the loud command and a volley of shots rang out once again.