Karga Oldfang
Established
Roleplay posts: 29
Physical Description: A wiry man, slim and built for speed and endurance, his gifts give him unnatural strength, speed, and grace, his movements almost unnatural in their fluidity.
He is a handsome man with chiseled features with short silver-gray hair, a beard of the same color, and eyes color of liquid platinum.
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Clothes and Equipment: Elegant silk and cotton garments, often opts for a simpler design and has leather wraps for his arms and legs and a simple leather cord tying a silver claw that hangs over his heart.
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Allegiances: The Pack of the Silver Dusk
Registered: Dec 2, 2018 0:12:51 GMT -8
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Post by Karga Oldfang on Apr 27, 2019 20:41:15 GMT -8
With a quiet bark of laughter the old wolf started after her, his stride a casually deceptively swift lope as he closed the distance to settle in at her side. His robes snapping in the wind, arms loose at his side as they ran.
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Post by francissamuelcharles on May 21, 2023 23:40:26 GMT -8
Near the entrance of the monastery, a group of rather burly figures, dressed in worn-down, patched up clothes, carrying strange looking weapons, and wearing different kinds of hats and helmets, including Felt-Covered helmets with spikes on their tops, sometimes known by them as "Pickelhaube". When they first arrived, several travelers and passing tribes came to them and offered them assistance in the form of food and water. They thanked them (or at least they thought they thanked them as many of them spoke in languages they couldn't understand) then simply either marched off in nearly formed rows, or in horseless carriges of which they thought was some kind of witchcraft. Some still rode on horses.
Rumors started circulating that the weapons they have could kill around 15 people without even going near them. In fact, this group became so well known through these rumors, that some notorious factions actually became scared of them, and let them pass.
Now here they were, near the monastery's entrance. A few village boys were watching the group as they continuously banged and shot at the door, with no luck. Then they placed a few weird-looking items on the door. After a few minutes, they distanced themselves from the door and then, an explosion. The group then rushed inside the monastery, and, as far as the village boys were concerned, they killed a few monks with their weapons.
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