Rune Naimon IV
Committed
Roleplay posts: 63
Age: 19
Physical Description: Rune is an androgynous young man, easily described as beautiful as he leans more on the feminine side. He is 164cm (5'4") tall and weighs 56kg (123lbs). His hair and eyes are noteworthy features, their colors bright and dazzling, yet unnatural. His hair is a light pink and his eyes a vivid purple. His hair is very long, reaching to his waist. He commonly wears his hair in an elaborate braid with various ribbons.
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Clothes and Equipment: Rune usually wears an elaborate set of ornate armor that seems to be rather lacking as far as pure protection goes, foregoing such elements for more aesthetic purposes in some areas. Along with this he wears a white furry cloak. One should note that his armor is adorned with numerous magical enchantments.
At his belt he wears a simple sword, though it is also a heavily enchanted weapon with the ability to reshape itself extensively, such as into different weapons.
Image of equipment: https://i.imgur.com/bJvBzot.jpg
Aside from his combat gear, Rune will usually wear whatever he feels like wearing.
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Registered: Feb 13, 2018 18:11:26 GMT -8
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Post by Rune Naimon IV on Jul 8, 2018 21:56:47 GMT -8
Rune walked through the clearing, that was set to be the future headquarters for the Naimon Company. It was night time by now, and most of the bustle that had been present during the day with all the construction had died down, many of the workers have retired to their tents after a long day of work. Many of the workers were Rune's own men as well, the first few hundred mercenary soldiers of the Naimon Company.
He stood upon a stack of stone slabs, looking over the site. He could already see the outline of the building being formed, and soon the construction would turn into a full-blown fortress. Still, there were many things to figure out, logistical problems as well as financial ones, among other things. Starting your own mercenary company was hard work, as Rune found out, and the massive responsibilities he shouldered weighed heavily on him. Sometimes he missed the times when he only had to worry about whatever monster that was in front of him that needed slaying. Ever since the death of his father, however, Rune became the sole heir to the Naimon family, and he no longer had the luxury of slacking off and making nothing of himself. His aspirations were greater than serving at Fort Adamant, though, and looked towards growing his family's wealth and fame to new levels, thus he started the Naimon Company, a mercenary company established to take almost any contract.
His personal fortune, inherited from his father was massive but steadily draining and by his own calculations, most of it will be spent by the time the company is fully operational.
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Louis Carvalho
New
Roleplay posts: 2
Age: 27
Physical Description: Louis has short slightly unkempt black hair, dark grey eyes, and stands at about 5’11’’. He has a wiry yet muscular build due to his time spent at the forges.
Registered: Jul 2, 2018 19:00:31 GMT -8
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Post by Louis Carvalho on Jul 8, 2018 22:02:05 GMT -8
Louis, official forgemaster of the fledgling mercenary company had no shortage of work recently. Even now, he worked well into the night at his forges, the glowing light of torches and the forge itself giving him light. He was paid quite well for his work, though most of it, for now, was rather menial tasks needed for the construction of the headquarters. This sort of work was not why he left Fort Adamant to join the company in the first place, however. He aspired to make armor and weapons of unparalleled quality and power.
Louis was formerly a mage, with a specialization in enchanting, which meant as a blacksmith he was a one-stop shop for creating enchanted equipment, and he would begin in earnest better equipping the men of the Naimon Company with his works of art once he acquired the necessary materials.
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Sarana Darkin
New
Roleplay posts: 1
Age: 24
Physical Description: Sarana is tall, standing around 6 feet in height. She has a long, curvy, and graceful figure. Her skin is a dark grey color and her hair is a pale white.
Registered: Jul 2, 2018 19:16:59 GMT -8
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Post by Sarana Darkin on Jul 8, 2018 22:08:48 GMT -8
Meanwhile, Sarana did her final check over all of the animals within the stable, and all seemed to be fine. She was tired, but thrilled to have acquired this job. She was the stablemaster of the Naimon Company, no longer was she a simple stable hand but now she was in charge! She also had people under her that she commanded, a new concept to her. In the first few days she had been quite the micromanager, her concern for the animals getting in the way of her properly delegating tasks as she feared no one would be able to care for the animals as well as she. For now, her stables only really contained horses, but this was not the extent of her skillset.
Rune had hired her specifically because of her experience with taming more exotic beasts. Indeed, she already had plans of acquiring some sort of flying creatures that could be ridden, to form an aerial combat unit within the Naimon Company, a feature not typically offered by mercenary organizations. She knew if she accomplished this she would become invaluable to the company and would have solidified her position doing her dream job.
As plans for how she would accomplish this ran through her mind, she would head off to bed for now.
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Lord Waldemar Andreas
Established
Roleplay posts: 38
Age: Middle aged.
Physical Description: Particularly tall at just about seven feet he has wide shoulders and a generally powerful frame of clear patrician nature that makes those who set eyes upon him instinctively feel subservience and want to bend the knee. His hair is a faintly aged silver, his skin a weathered beige and eyes marine. He has a quite well maintained set of whiskers, and a relatively aquiline face.
Clothes and Equipment: Assorted nobleman's trappings. Master-crafted plate, Knightly robes. He carries with him a large one-and-a-half handed sword.
Registered: Feb 1, 2018 17:59:26 GMT -8
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Post by Lord Waldemar Andreas on Sept 29, 2018 18:25:06 GMT -8
Guards of the fortress would see in the distance a lone figure in black so dark the night would feel envy. He wore Knightly plate, and on a long lance bore a flag black with a white cross upon it. He dismounted at the gates, and awaited a greeting.
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Post by The Naimon Company on Sept 30, 2018 13:08:07 GMT -8
There were a couple of men standing watch at the gates, and as Lord Waldemar Andreas approached they would hail him.
One of the guards would step up then, his plate armored chest glinting in the light as well as a scar over his left eyebrow, "Hail rider, this is the Naimon Company's Headquarters, what brings you here?" he asked.
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Lord Waldemar Andreas
Established
Roleplay posts: 38
Age: Middle aged.
Physical Description: Particularly tall at just about seven feet he has wide shoulders and a generally powerful frame of clear patrician nature that makes those who set eyes upon him instinctively feel subservience and want to bend the knee. His hair is a faintly aged silver, his skin a weathered beige and eyes marine. He has a quite well maintained set of whiskers, and a relatively aquiline face.
Clothes and Equipment: Assorted nobleman's trappings. Master-crafted plate, Knightly robes. He carries with him a large one-and-a-half handed sword.
Registered: Feb 1, 2018 17:59:26 GMT -8
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Post by Lord Waldemar Andreas on Sept 30, 2018 15:07:05 GMT -8
The Knight looked about, making absolute sure he wasn't followed. He was fully armoured, an apparently prepared for war with blade and shield about his person, not to speak of a great crossbow at his horse. When he at last spoke the voice was powerful, commanding, patrician and slightly echoing from within his helmet. "I need to speak with the leader of this Mercenary band. I need to employ as many mercenaries as possible within the near future and with much urgency." He stated quite simply, no apparent motion coming from the man.
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Post by The Naimon Company on Sept 30, 2018 15:19:36 GMT -8
The man tending the entrance to the compound would nod, "Ah, a prospective customer then? You'll most likely find our leader in the big stone building within the walls where his quarters are, just walk through this gate behind me and head straight."
With that, the man would step aside and let the knight pass. There was a post near the gate should he want to tie his horse there, though there was plenty of space to simply ride on through.
After a short walk through a field of construction supplies, and bustling activity under a torch-lit night, the Lord would find himself standing before a wooden door. A temporary entrance to what seemed to be a grand stone building of some sort still under construction.
Would he knock, or simply walk in? The door was unguarded and unmarked.
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Lord Waldemar Andreas
Established
Roleplay posts: 38
Age: Middle aged.
Physical Description: Particularly tall at just about seven feet he has wide shoulders and a generally powerful frame of clear patrician nature that makes those who set eyes upon him instinctively feel subservience and want to bend the knee. His hair is a faintly aged silver, his skin a weathered beige and eyes marine. He has a quite well maintained set of whiskers, and a relatively aquiline face.
Clothes and Equipment: Assorted nobleman's trappings. Master-crafted plate, Knightly robes. He carries with him a large one-and-a-half handed sword.
Registered: Feb 1, 2018 17:59:26 GMT -8
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Post by Lord Waldemar Andreas on Sept 30, 2018 15:49:46 GMT -8
As Waldemar strode in following the directions of the Guard, his composure didn't change much. He had that careless aristocratic stride that gave an air of propriety to the man as if everything around him was only there by his grace, an aura that made anyone with a weaker will than he feel beneath him and subservient, a need to bend the knee.
Once he approached the entrance to the main building he would apparently give a light push to the door to open it yet it opened with force as though it were kicked. Once inside he examined his surroundings briefly, not bothering to take off his helmet even though he was now indoors. "Are you Mistress Naimon?" he demanded, staying in the same ceremonial position of one hand upon his sword's grip and the other on the scabbard.
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Rune Naimon IV
Committed
Roleplay posts: 63
Age: 19
Physical Description: Rune is an androgynous young man, easily described as beautiful as he leans more on the feminine side. He is 164cm (5'4") tall and weighs 56kg (123lbs). His hair and eyes are noteworthy features, their colors bright and dazzling, yet unnatural. His hair is a light pink and his eyes a vivid purple. His hair is very long, reaching to his waist. He commonly wears his hair in an elaborate braid with various ribbons.
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Clothes and Equipment: Rune usually wears an elaborate set of ornate armor that seems to be rather lacking as far as pure protection goes, foregoing such elements for more aesthetic purposes in some areas. Along with this he wears a white furry cloak. One should note that his armor is adorned with numerous magical enchantments.
At his belt he wears a simple sword, though it is also a heavily enchanted weapon with the ability to reshape itself extensively, such as into different weapons.
Image of equipment: https://i.imgur.com/bJvBzot.jpg
Aside from his combat gear, Rune will usually wear whatever he feels like wearing.
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Registered: Feb 13, 2018 18:11:26 GMT -8
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Post by Rune Naimon IV on Sept 30, 2018 17:12:40 GMT -8
Upon entering the room, Lord Waldemar would be met with a rather sparse room, with bare stone walls and only a bookcase, a desk, and some chairs furnishing it. Almost everything seemed rather utilitarian and rather plain, the desk and two chairs in front of it being plain old wood.
...There were two other things in the room that contrasted greatly from their plain surroundings, however - the chair behind the desk, and the person who sat in it. The chair seemed more akin to a throne, with red velvet cushions, armrests, and a high back. It seemed to be carved of the finest mahogany as well. Rune Naimon IV would be found lounging upon said chair, one leg crossed over the other. In one hand he swirled a glass of red wine.
As Lord Waldemar barged in, Rune would immediately regard him critically with his purple-tinted eyes. He seemed cool as a cucumber - as if he had been expecting the armored man to barge in at any moment.
Are you Mistress Naimon?
Initially, Rune simply raised one brow at the question, looking over the man in silence before he spoke, a slight smirk coming over his features, "I suppose I am... and who might I be speaking to on this fine evening?"
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Lord Waldemar Andreas
Established
Roleplay posts: 38
Age: Middle aged.
Physical Description: Particularly tall at just about seven feet he has wide shoulders and a generally powerful frame of clear patrician nature that makes those who set eyes upon him instinctively feel subservience and want to bend the knee. His hair is a faintly aged silver, his skin a weathered beige and eyes marine. He has a quite well maintained set of whiskers, and a relatively aquiline face.
Clothes and Equipment: Assorted nobleman's trappings. Master-crafted plate, Knightly robes. He carries with him a large one-and-a-half handed sword.
Registered: Feb 1, 2018 17:59:26 GMT -8
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Post by Lord Waldemar Andreas on Sept 30, 2018 18:15:57 GMT -8
The disparity between the things that Waldemar saw mildly annoyed him. How could he expect any sort of professionalism when this woman insisted on lavishness for herself despite being surrounded by things more sensible? That said, lack of professionalism wasn't a particularly significant worry for him. When the war would begin, all those who sided with his enemies would be branded traitors to their Realm and their Church; if mercenaries slaughtered a village or two then it would not be Waldemar's problem.
The silence of the woman however was more annoying to the Knight. He had asked a question, and expected an answer! If he hadn't need for the mercenary company he would have considered spitting in her eye for such insolence. Now however, there was just the lightest twitch in his fingers of a man not used to not getting his way. "I am Lord Waldemar, Kirchlicht-Gruppenfuhrer of the Angelist Order of the Black Cross. I am given to understand you have troops for hire available?" he said, his speech quick but words thrown heavily with growing impatience.
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Rune Naimon IV
Committed
Roleplay posts: 63
Age: 19
Physical Description: Rune is an androgynous young man, easily described as beautiful as he leans more on the feminine side. He is 164cm (5'4") tall and weighs 56kg (123lbs). His hair and eyes are noteworthy features, their colors bright and dazzling, yet unnatural. His hair is a light pink and his eyes a vivid purple. His hair is very long, reaching to his waist. He commonly wears his hair in an elaborate braid with various ribbons.
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Clothes and Equipment: Rune usually wears an elaborate set of ornate armor that seems to be rather lacking as far as pure protection goes, foregoing such elements for more aesthetic purposes in some areas. Along with this he wears a white furry cloak. One should note that his armor is adorned with numerous magical enchantments.
At his belt he wears a simple sword, though it is also a heavily enchanted weapon with the ability to reshape itself extensively, such as into different weapons.
Image of equipment: https://i.imgur.com/bJvBzot.jpg
Aside from his combat gear, Rune will usually wear whatever he feels like wearing.
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Registered: Feb 13, 2018 18:11:26 GMT -8
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Post by Rune Naimon IV on Sept 30, 2018 18:52:15 GMT -8
"I do, as long as you have the gold to hire them," Rune said, taking a sip of his wine before setting down the glass. Rune remained relaxed, even as he noted the man's tone. It seemed he was in a hurry, impatient even, though Rune couldn't tell much else through the man's facemask.
"How many troops are you looking to hire? We have four hundred available now."
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Lord Waldemar Andreas
Established
Roleplay posts: 38
Age: Middle aged.
Physical Description: Particularly tall at just about seven feet he has wide shoulders and a generally powerful frame of clear patrician nature that makes those who set eyes upon him instinctively feel subservience and want to bend the knee. His hair is a faintly aged silver, his skin a weathered beige and eyes marine. He has a quite well maintained set of whiskers, and a relatively aquiline face.
Clothes and Equipment: Assorted nobleman's trappings. Master-crafted plate, Knightly robes. He carries with him a large one-and-a-half handed sword.
Registered: Feb 1, 2018 17:59:26 GMT -8
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Post by Lord Waldemar Andreas on Sept 30, 2018 19:12:08 GMT -8
Waldemar watched the glass from behind his helmet as the wine was drunk. Now, drinking on 'the job' was certainly a haggling point, and one he hoped to exploit. That said, four hundred was not the number he was looking for, it was somewhat less than half of what he considered worth his time. Yet, since he had already come he may as well do the motions. Thus, he gave a grudging nod. "Every last one. If you have any more men on other contracts, recall them, I will provide better ones."
With that he drew his sword - an arming blade with the grip of a long or even greatsword - and ran his fingers down the length. "You will provide all of your own logistics, arms, supplies, so on and so forth. You may take tactical liberties but will be beholden to our grand strategy. Is that tolerable?"
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Rune Naimon IV
Committed
Roleplay posts: 63
Age: 19
Physical Description: Rune is an androgynous young man, easily described as beautiful as he leans more on the feminine side. He is 164cm (5'4") tall and weighs 56kg (123lbs). His hair and eyes are noteworthy features, their colors bright and dazzling, yet unnatural. His hair is a light pink and his eyes a vivid purple. His hair is very long, reaching to his waist. He commonly wears his hair in an elaborate braid with various ribbons.
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Clothes and Equipment: Rune usually wears an elaborate set of ornate armor that seems to be rather lacking as far as pure protection goes, foregoing such elements for more aesthetic purposes in some areas. Along with this he wears a white furry cloak. One should note that his armor is adorned with numerous magical enchantments.
At his belt he wears a simple sword, though it is also a heavily enchanted weapon with the ability to reshape itself extensively, such as into different weapons.
Image of equipment: https://i.imgur.com/bJvBzot.jpg
Aside from his combat gear, Rune will usually wear whatever he feels like wearing.
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Registered: Feb 13, 2018 18:11:26 GMT -8
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Post by Rune Naimon IV on Sept 30, 2018 19:46:15 GMT -8
Rune nodded slowly as Waldemar laid out some more terms, "These terms are acceptable, now let's talk about cost..."
Rune reached over to a drawer in his desk and retrieved a parchment of paper with some information scribbled on it and looked over it quickly before putting it away and closing the drawer.
"I can provide four hundred soldiers, which is the total amount I have at the moment, for 17,500 gold coins... per month."
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Lord Waldemar Andreas
Established
Roleplay posts: 38
Age: Middle aged.
Physical Description: Particularly tall at just about seven feet he has wide shoulders and a generally powerful frame of clear patrician nature that makes those who set eyes upon him instinctively feel subservience and want to bend the knee. His hair is a faintly aged silver, his skin a weathered beige and eyes marine. He has a quite well maintained set of whiskers, and a relatively aquiline face.
Clothes and Equipment: Assorted nobleman's trappings. Master-crafted plate, Knightly robes. He carries with him a large one-and-a-half handed sword.
Registered: Feb 1, 2018 17:59:26 GMT -8
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Post by Lord Waldemar Andreas on Oct 1, 2018 2:57:00 GMT -8
"Fiften thousand." He said flatly, before raising a hand in further explanation. "I will agree to your price for the first month, but you must come near the theater of war now. In addition, I will expect your men to assist in the training of my other recruits. When combat begins you may augment your pay with whatever coin and plunder you find. However I cannot let you take equipment of the enemy after battle, this I will also need to arm my forces, for you see initally outside of a good force of crossbowmen and a small but elite force of Knights and Clerics my troops will be largely untrained and poorly armed - if numerous - volunteers. This is where you are necessary as remedy Mistress Naimon."
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Rune Naimon IV
Committed
Roleplay posts: 63
Age: 19
Physical Description: Rune is an androgynous young man, easily described as beautiful as he leans more on the feminine side. He is 164cm (5'4") tall and weighs 56kg (123lbs). His hair and eyes are noteworthy features, their colors bright and dazzling, yet unnatural. His hair is a light pink and his eyes a vivid purple. His hair is very long, reaching to his waist. He commonly wears his hair in an elaborate braid with various ribbons.
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Clothes and Equipment: Rune usually wears an elaborate set of ornate armor that seems to be rather lacking as far as pure protection goes, foregoing such elements for more aesthetic purposes in some areas. Along with this he wears a white furry cloak. One should note that his armor is adorned with numerous magical enchantments.
At his belt he wears a simple sword, though it is also a heavily enchanted weapon with the ability to reshape itself extensively, such as into different weapons.
Image of equipment: https://i.imgur.com/bJvBzot.jpg
Aside from his combat gear, Rune will usually wear whatever he feels like wearing.
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Registered: Feb 13, 2018 18:11:26 GMT -8
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Post by Rune Naimon IV on Oct 2, 2018 9:51:09 GMT -8
"15,000 for all of that... that's a bit low, though I suppose I can cut you a deal. There may be some more looting than usual though."
Rune would finish the last of his wine then, before clearing his throat.
"Is there anything else you want to add? If not I expect the first payment before heading out."
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Lord Waldemar Andreas
Established
Roleplay posts: 38
Age: Middle aged.
Physical Description: Particularly tall at just about seven feet he has wide shoulders and a generally powerful frame of clear patrician nature that makes those who set eyes upon him instinctively feel subservience and want to bend the knee. His hair is a faintly aged silver, his skin a weathered beige and eyes marine. He has a quite well maintained set of whiskers, and a relatively aquiline face.
Clothes and Equipment: Assorted nobleman's trappings. Master-crafted plate, Knightly robes. He carries with him a large one-and-a-half handed sword.
Registered: Feb 1, 2018 17:59:26 GMT -8
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Post by Lord Waldemar Andreas on Oct 2, 2018 12:14:57 GMT -8
Again there was the faintest of twitches from Waldemar. That somebody dared to question his suggestion of such a fair price, that someone could be so pretentious... he would have to relieve his frustrations elsewhere later.
"I do find your lack of asking of where the zone of combat shall even be rather suspicious, mistress." The man went into the depths of his cloak and produced a rather massive uncut diamond for Rune to behold. "Once my men spot you heading towards Audria, this will be provided to you - an equivalent of four month's pay."
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Rune Naimon IV
Committed
Roleplay posts: 63
Age: 19
Physical Description: Rune is an androgynous young man, easily described as beautiful as he leans more on the feminine side. He is 164cm (5'4") tall and weighs 56kg (123lbs). His hair and eyes are noteworthy features, their colors bright and dazzling, yet unnatural. His hair is a light pink and his eyes a vivid purple. His hair is very long, reaching to his waist. He commonly wears his hair in an elaborate braid with various ribbons.
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Clothes and Equipment: Rune usually wears an elaborate set of ornate armor that seems to be rather lacking as far as pure protection goes, foregoing such elements for more aesthetic purposes in some areas. Along with this he wears a white furry cloak. One should note that his armor is adorned with numerous magical enchantments.
At his belt he wears a simple sword, though it is also a heavily enchanted weapon with the ability to reshape itself extensively, such as into different weapons.
Image of equipment: https://i.imgur.com/bJvBzot.jpg
Aside from his combat gear, Rune will usually wear whatever he feels like wearing.
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Registered: Feb 13, 2018 18:11:26 GMT -8
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Post by Rune Naimon IV on Oct 2, 2018 16:00:41 GMT -8
"Afraid of being scammed, Lord? Don't you worry about any of that, I might be a mercenary but I still have some honor."
When Lord Waldemar pulled out the gem Rune raised one of his brows slightly, "That is certainly an impressive gem, I hope it's worth as much as you say it is. It's always hard to tell with gems until you get them appraised," Rune waved his hand then, dismissing any further thoughts of scamming, "Either way, I will move out with my men tomorrow."
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Lord Waldemar Andreas
Established
Roleplay posts: 38
Age: Middle aged.
Physical Description: Particularly tall at just about seven feet he has wide shoulders and a generally powerful frame of clear patrician nature that makes those who set eyes upon him instinctively feel subservience and want to bend the knee. His hair is a faintly aged silver, his skin a weathered beige and eyes marine. He has a quite well maintained set of whiskers, and a relatively aquiline face.
Clothes and Equipment: Assorted nobleman's trappings. Master-crafted plate, Knightly robes. He carries with him a large one-and-a-half handed sword.
Registered: Feb 1, 2018 17:59:26 GMT -8
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Post by Lord Waldemar Andreas on Oct 2, 2018 17:26:35 GMT -8
"Yes, I am, Miss, and you'd do well to respect that. We don't take kindly to treachery, especially from Southlanders, and it is repaid with violence as heinous as the insult to our honour." The words were prompt but articulate, as though the man had read them from a script inside his helmet.
"This gem by itself is worth more than I stated, I merely assume incompetence when someone is drunk after celebration, and that thus you will find a gem-cutter who will proverbially fleece you. Regardless, once you arrive a courier will present you with it, and then direct you to the forest where your men will begin training my volunteers." With that he turned around, and marched off the same way as he came in, his boots clanking and kicking up sparks with every step.
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Makhaya the Prophet
Established
Roleplay posts: 22
Age: 47
Physical Description: A sensible looking Gorilla who has grown accustomed to standing as the humans do. His fur is a darkish charcoal color while the fur on his head is a bit brown. His teeth are surprisingly white.
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Clothes and Equipment: Wears a bright yellow, almost golden colored stole around his neck. Can usually be found in plain robes of a dark gray color. Wears a beaded necklace with a banana shaped pendant on the end of it. Carries a metal staff with a single golden banana resting on top of it.
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Allegiances: Order of the Banana
Registered: Oct 22, 2016 8:18:49 GMT -8
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Post by Makhaya the Prophet on Oct 4, 2018 19:22:30 GMT -8
It was a brisk day, a steady wind from the north causing there to be an almost ever-present rustling produced by the trees surrounding the Naimon Headquarters. Makhaya rode towards his destination alone, save for the two horses that pulled the cart he was riding on. The wooden cart was well made and built to be quite sturdy, albeit it was rather basic in design and only equipped with a few tarps to protect its cargo from the elements.
The guards at the gate would be able to spot the slow-moving wagon quite easily, but visually seeing Makhaya wouldn’t be the first sign of his presence they would notice. A sweet scent carried by the wind, faint at first, but growing stronger by the minute was the first sign of the Gorilla’s approach. Many of them might be unfamiliar with what the scent was, but as the robed ape drew closer to the gate, any who had tasted a banana before would certainly recognize the smell.
“A good day to you, my brothers! Might you fine men be members of the Naimon Company?”
Makhaya addressed the guards when he was only thirty or so feet away from them in a deep and soothing voice, offering them a wide smile that revealed his immaculately clean teeth.
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Post by The Naimon Company on Oct 5, 2018 16:16:33 GMT -8
The two guards at the gate, upon seeing Makhaya, would immediately seem surprised. Their eyes widened a bit initially, but as the ape spoke their shock quickly dissipated into a barely contained amusement. One of the guards couldn't even control himself, and was laughing so hard he could barely breathe.
The more composed of the two would speak though, clearly smirking as he did so, "We are indeed part of the Naimon Company, what brings you here today?" he asked.
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