Julius Maroth
New
Planning.
Roleplay posts: 6
Age: 32
Physical Description: Julius can be described as almost a beast of his kind. Wavy slick black hair rides over his head. A semi-thick beard runs down along his jaw. His body is built like a rock, solid muscle all over his body, veins can be seen running along his arms and legs, A large scar runs from his stomach to his right thigh. His hooves are always clean and proper. A long thick tail comes from him, most of the time wrapped around his leg. (NSFW Info can be asked for)
Clothes and Equipment: Most of the time he is dressed in either Plate or Chainmail, most of the time Chainmail as it is lighter. He has a golden piercing in his left nipple as well.
Can be seen carrying a Warhammer as his weapon, only using swords if needed.
Player's online availability : Random, will reply/message back when available.
Registered: Apr 9, 2018 10:12:01 GMT -8
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Post by Julius Maroth on Apr 10, 2018 19:51:28 GMT -8
Julius notices the Minotaur get very angry very quickly and was about to slam it's axe down upon the gnome before a sharp whistle came from Julius. He looked back at her, the axe about a foot above her as he rubbed his temple. "You see, normal Mercs have Honor, we don't so if you really wish to keep acting this way, a lot of hell is about to break loose, so let us do one final offer, 40 percent. You can get sixty and be all happy while we still get enough to get paid plus the gold these cunts have on them. If you decline then I may just have to tie you up and take your pretty little crossbow as the minotaur has his way." Julius tapped his hoof on the ground, as the large shadowy crow landed upon his shoulder.
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Tinker Fizzbit
Committed
Roleplay posts: 72
Age: 52
Physical Description: Tinker Fizzbit would seem to be a perfectly normal woman in her twenties, with a long, silky brown ponytail and bangs framing her face. That is, she would, were she not approximately three feet tall with slightly pointed ears, and a knack for saying apparently anything that pops into her brain. This pegs her as one of the quirkiest of races: a gnome.
Her voice is high-pitched, yet erudite, speaking to a hidden intelligence beneath all the apparent craziness. She has a pleasant figure and a strong face, with thick eyebrows and a seemingly constant smattering of soot or other assorted explosion biproducts. Despite this, she is miraculously unscarred, somehow escaping all of her failed experiments with nothing but singed eyebrows and a fresh film of soot.
Clothes and Equipment: ============
Tinker generally wears a practical ensemble of baggy clothing made of durable and fireproofed cloth, covered by a protective leather vest with many inner pockets and a pair of knee-length leather boots. About her hip she wears an engineer's toolbelt, with a quiver and various tinkering tools on her left side, and a myriad of multicoloured flasks of various elixirs on her right, most of them highly volatile. When she's experimenting, she wears a set of specialised goggles. They tend to stay atop her forehead when she isn't.
Her weapon of choice is a heavily customised repeating crossbow with various modifications. The crossbow is fed by a circular drum of bolts above a mechanism which automatically launches a bolt and primes another with every pull of the trigger. It also has a very well-calibrated sight, and two valves that spray the bolts with various concoctions with the press of a button. All in all, it is a very advanced weapon.
Registered: Feb 17, 2016 1:50:52 GMT -8
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Post by Tinker Fizzbit on Apr 10, 2018 20:06:50 GMT -8
The minotaur isn't even a quarter of the way into his swing before a second bolt looses itself from the little woman's crossbow as she clicks a second switch, slamming into his shoulder with surprising force. While at first it might seem like a miss, the minotaur suddenly loses control of his axe arm. The limb drops like dead weight as the numbing venom spreads up his arteries and through his muscles, his strong heart's heavy beats working against him with every pulse, though the effect doesn't spread any further upstream. She lowers the bow after the display, satisfied that she's made her point. "Sixty-five," she retorts to Julius with a victorious grin, "and I keep their gear to sell. You can take the wagons and thirty-five percent, and everyone goes home with a fat coin purse. I'll even throw in letting you follow me back to the contract-giver instead of finding them yourself, as a little bonus for your cooperation!" She leans the haft of the bow along her arm again, pointing it up into the air and away from any potential targets, the motion a vague ceasefire, though it's still at the ready should she need it.
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Julius Maroth
New
Planning.
Roleplay posts: 6
Age: 32
Physical Description: Julius can be described as almost a beast of his kind. Wavy slick black hair rides over his head. A semi-thick beard runs down along his jaw. His body is built like a rock, solid muscle all over his body, veins can be seen running along his arms and legs, A large scar runs from his stomach to his right thigh. His hooves are always clean and proper. A long thick tail comes from him, most of the time wrapped around his leg. (NSFW Info can be asked for)
Clothes and Equipment: Most of the time he is dressed in either Plate or Chainmail, most of the time Chainmail as it is lighter. He has a golden piercing in his left nipple as well.
Can be seen carrying a Warhammer as his weapon, only using swords if needed.
Player's online availability : Random, will reply/message back when available.
Registered: Apr 9, 2018 10:12:01 GMT -8
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Post by Julius Maroth on Apr 10, 2018 20:15:47 GMT -8
Julius looks back at the Minotaur and smiles as he looks back at her, he seemed to have enjoyed her special ammo, it could prove to be useful. "Hmmmm, I suppose that could work, normally at this point I would have just killed you already but anyone that can disarm him that quickly is someone who I think will prove to be very entertaining. It is a shame you do not work with a company, that crossbow and your skills with it could prove quite useful, however your skills when dealing with a group alone could use some work. After all, this could have ended with you dead in the road and us having 110%. I like you." He smirks before standing up, giving another whistle as the company began to collect everything that was promised, Julius however walked over to a nearby rock and sat down, laying against it as he flipped a golden coin in his hand.
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Tinker Fizzbit
Committed
Roleplay posts: 72
Age: 52
Physical Description: Tinker Fizzbit would seem to be a perfectly normal woman in her twenties, with a long, silky brown ponytail and bangs framing her face. That is, she would, were she not approximately three feet tall with slightly pointed ears, and a knack for saying apparently anything that pops into her brain. This pegs her as one of the quirkiest of races: a gnome.
Her voice is high-pitched, yet erudite, speaking to a hidden intelligence beneath all the apparent craziness. She has a pleasant figure and a strong face, with thick eyebrows and a seemingly constant smattering of soot or other assorted explosion biproducts. Despite this, she is miraculously unscarred, somehow escaping all of her failed experiments with nothing but singed eyebrows and a fresh film of soot.
Clothes and Equipment: ============
Tinker generally wears a practical ensemble of baggy clothing made of durable and fireproofed cloth, covered by a protective leather vest with many inner pockets and a pair of knee-length leather boots. About her hip she wears an engineer's toolbelt, with a quiver and various tinkering tools on her left side, and a myriad of multicoloured flasks of various elixirs on her right, most of them highly volatile. When she's experimenting, she wears a set of specialised goggles. They tend to stay atop her forehead when she isn't.
Her weapon of choice is a heavily customised repeating crossbow with various modifications. The crossbow is fed by a circular drum of bolts above a mechanism which automatically launches a bolt and primes another with every pull of the trigger. It also has a very well-calibrated sight, and two valves that spray the bolts with various concoctions with the press of a button. All in all, it is a very advanced weapon.
Registered: Feb 17, 2016 1:50:52 GMT -8
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Post by Tinker Fizzbit on Apr 11, 2018 16:30:02 GMT -8
Tinker nods once, satisfied, and slings her crossbow over her back. She leaves the camp for a moment to retriever her own cart, pulled by a small pony. It takes a long while to strip and search all the bodies, but her cart is eventually overflowing with armour and weaponry and all sorts of loot. She walks over to the demon-man and places her hands on her hips, her legs spread at shoulder with as she sizes him up once more.
"Alright, big guy, it's a bit late so I figure we should set up camp here. Problem is, those tents are made for 12 folks. We've got a whole more here, ya see? So there'll need to be bunkmates. Now, don't get me wrong, you're not my favorite guy right at this second, but I figure that minotaur's been looking at me all sour since I turned his arm into mush. Temporarily. At least it should be temporary. Anyway, that's beside the point," she states. "What I'm asking is, er...you wanna share a tent?" she says. Her face turns a deeper shade of green at the memory of the last time she shared temporary lodging with someone, but she puts it out of her mind. The knight Havalon was way prettier than this red jerk. Mostly because he wasn't a cocky bastard.
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Julius Maroth
New
Planning.
Roleplay posts: 6
Age: 32
Physical Description: Julius can be described as almost a beast of his kind. Wavy slick black hair rides over his head. A semi-thick beard runs down along his jaw. His body is built like a rock, solid muscle all over his body, veins can be seen running along his arms and legs, A large scar runs from his stomach to his right thigh. His hooves are always clean and proper. A long thick tail comes from him, most of the time wrapped around his leg. (NSFW Info can be asked for)
Clothes and Equipment: Most of the time he is dressed in either Plate or Chainmail, most of the time Chainmail as it is lighter. He has a golden piercing in his left nipple as well.
Can be seen carrying a Warhammer as his weapon, only using swords if needed.
Player's online availability : Random, will reply/message back when available.
Registered: Apr 9, 2018 10:12:01 GMT -8
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Post by Julius Maroth on Apr 11, 2018 16:35:53 GMT -8
Julius looks up at her, a crook in his eyebrow as he thinks about her request. Before long he was slowly looking up and down her body, a small humming noise as he was thinking. "Well. If you are truly that afraid of being with one of the others than I guess I may as well, but do not blame me if you get squished while sleeping, I tend to roll around." He smiles and laughs a bit before slowly standing up, looking around and sighing, he had not been in a tent with a woman alone in a long time, it would be an interesting experience to say the least.
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