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Deleted Member
April 14, 2012 4:52:25 PM EDT

Quinnlan Longstride

Ferret/Pine Marten

Male

16

Black stripe on face and back of head. Light brown on arms, back and legs. Cream white on chest, belly, insides of arms and legs. Wears plate-mail pants and chain-mail arm covers.

Durability, claw/fang poison, Two metal blades pop out of wrists.

Soldier-for-hire

*Walks out of shack.* Hey, what's all the noise about?

This post was edited by Deleted Member at April 14, 2012 5:35:12 PM EDT
Inferno Flamewolf
- 99 posts
April 14, 2012 5:15:34 PM EDT

Inferno Deathdragon Anthrodragon male 21 purple scales with black stripes. light brown belly. jet black eyes with red spots in the middle. wears steel-plate armor with ebony mail . underneath. durability,teeth, fire breath,hidden blades assassin for hire, wanted

"assassinates someone

This post was edited by Inferno Flamewolf at April 14, 2012 6:19:04 PM EDT
Deleted Member
April 14, 2012 6:04:58 PM EDT

((Im gonna wait for Crimson on this one))
shizaki Pawdenson
- 2765 posts
April 14, 2012 6:10:48 PM EDT

(kk)
Deleted Member
April 14, 2012 6:46:44 PM EDT

(Where the frik...)
Hasrin Ermine
- 3302 posts
April 17, 2012 2:57:34 PM EDT

Name: Imroth Cillax.

Race/ Species: Dire wolf

Gender: Male

Age: 21

Appearance: Electric blue eyes that can light up any room. His fur is about to the middle of his back, usually tied up loosely and colored silver. Black vine-like markings stretch themselves across his fur, having been touched by death once before. He usually wears a black duster. Underneath it, he wears a tank-top and a pair of dark grey cargo jeans. Finger-less gloves are worn on his paws, reaching nearly up to his elbows. He also wears a mask which reaches down under his tank-top like a tight fitting cloak.

Abilities: Controls fire and ice, with electricity thrown in between.

Class: Alchemist, archer.

Colonial Region Origin: South.
Crimson X
- 1397 posts
April 17, 2012 10:44:40 PM EDT

((Man, so many new, I hope some of you are loyal or whatnot...
Matter at hand: Inferno, Please do not troll or whatnot. No NPC is even around, you're in a desert. Grow up, please. This will be a detailed, quality RP if fed the right fruits.
Also, Kitane, Quinnlan somewhat too, thank you for filling out everything or most of it. When I make a map, such details will be included.
Now, as I'm assuming you all are spawning in the shack, we can go for a fight or confusion...))
Who goes there? *Glances at the harkeep for a possible answer. It groans and shrugs.*
shizaki Pawdenson
- 2765 posts
April 17, 2012 10:52:16 PM EDT

(i dont get no recognision)
Niccolo
- 16 posts
April 17, 2012 10:57:29 PM EDT

*Scurries back to crimson et al*
Deleted Member
April 17, 2012 11:40:40 PM EDT

Avintius discretly places a talon on his blade, noting the confusion around him. "You don't know them Crimson?"
Hasrin Ermine
- 3302 posts
April 18, 2012 5:49:28 AM EDT

Imroth sat alone in the shack, unseen and unheard. Seemed there was a bit of confusion going on here, but he wasn't all that interested in partaking in it this time. Smiling somewhat, he raises his head from the table and looks around, his electric blue eyes the only thing really standing out about him aside from is hair.
Deleted Member
April 18, 2012 10:48:35 AM EDT

Avintius shifts under the peicing stare and his feathers ruffle with discomfort. He swallows. Brathes deep. And speaks. "We mean no harm strangers."
Hasrin Ermine
- 3302 posts
April 18, 2012 1:01:59 PM EDT

As his gaze lands on Avintius, he raises an eyebrow at the nervousness in his tone. "Harm? Who said anything about that?" He asked, having a slight British accent. Pushing up the smallish glasses on his nose, he lends a slight smile, leaning on the table. "It's rather interesting to have new people stop by." He says, yawning a little.
Deleted Member
April 18, 2012 1:04:46 PM EDT

Avintius relaxes a bit and looks to his group for a reaction
shizaki Pawdenson
- 2765 posts
April 18, 2012 3:01:57 PM EDT

*takes a blade from his side and sets it down*i do not mean any harm you thou
Deleted Member
April 18, 2012 6:21:24 PM EDT

*Looks around.* No harm. *Rubs wrists.* Riiight.
Crimson X
- 1397 posts
April 18, 2012 8:53:22 PM EDT

((Sorry, Shizaki, on my phone much of the time. On proxy now. You and Quinnlan/ William need to add a colonial origin, please.))

*Instinctively grabs the handle of my primary sword.* Name your business strangers. Why are you here?
shizaki Pawdenson
- 2765 posts
April 18, 2012 9:15:17 PM EDT

i am the son of whom you are looking for
Crimson X
- 1397 posts
April 18, 2012 9:22:33 PM EDT

Lad, you have us confused with another party, perhaps you should join us to find them. We are looking for no one specifically. We are moreover an expeditionary force. Why are you here anyway?
shizaki Pawdenson
- 2765 posts
April 18, 2012 9:24:02 PM EDT

my father works the docks here
Crimson X
- 1397 posts
April 18, 2012 9:30:06 PM EDT

((Have you even looked at the picture of the Harbor Keeper? It's not even remotely anthro...))
Hasrin Ermine
- 3302 posts
April 18, 2012 9:40:14 PM EDT

Imroth looks over to the next one who spoke. "I'm simply here just to be here." He shrugged, a slight grin across his muzzle.
Crimson X
- 1397 posts
April 18, 2012 9:58:43 PM EDT

Like I'd believe that... Join us or leave. There is pay involved...
Hasrin Ermine
- 3302 posts
April 18, 2012 10:05:06 PM EDT

With a slightly crazed laugh, he stands from his seat with a bow. "I'd be glad to join. I don't have anywhere else to go." He grinned, straightening back up.
Crimson X
- 1397 posts
April 18, 2012 10:12:38 PM EDT

*Looks around at the sand dunes, and blowing storms.*
*Chuckles.* I'd suspect not... Here, I am Crimson X. *Waits expectantly, raising an eyebrow.*

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