Okamoto Jou
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 138 
Age: 25
Physical Description: Jou is a little over 5'7, with a lean wiry figure. His features are sharp and angular. His grey eyes are fierce and narrow. His white hair mid length and straight. He has a scar across his right eye.
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Clothes and Equipment: Light weight chain vest, molted navy blue stealth gear, peasant traveling clothes, steel wakizashi, Kusarigama, shuriken, caltrops, blow pipe and poison darts, grappling hook and rope, and various other traveling gear.
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Registered: Mar 17, 2016 12:30:55 GMT -8
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Post by Okamoto Jou on Apr 21, 2016 18:00:50 GMT -8
Jou watched the last of the golems collapse. Well that was certainly a thing. Avoiding large scale battle like this was why he became a shinobi. Well that wasn't actually true, but after being in two he decided it would be going forward. His eyes immediately flick to Kasumi and he takes her in. He is about to ask if she is okay when she beats him to the punch. He tugs down his face mask and give her a reserved smile.
"I am better than those golems. Should I be worried about you?"
It was a poor joke, but it was the fastest way to tell her what she needed to know. He didn't joke if things were serious. Well he did joke when he was injured, but... Whatever jokes were just his way of communicating apparently. He scowls slightly his train of thought thoroughly derailed.
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Warlord Shintaro Nishida
Dedicated
Marquis of Aozora
Roleplay posts: 312
Age: 25
Clothes and Equipment: Eye Patch, Katana and Wakizashi, Odachi
Registered: Sept 3, 2015 22:12:26 GMT -8
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Post by Warlord Shintaro Nishida on Apr 21, 2016 19:16:30 GMT -8
Shintaro comes over to the shinobi, "It is good my most talented survived this. I made a mistake in not utilizing you properly, I should have sent you both ahead to scout. Then we could have killed the bandits before they could set their trap."
Shin grimaced as he looked over at the battlefield. Some men were picking up weapons or other supplies from the corpses. "It's my fault those men died, but in the end, the strong ones made it through and we weren't annihilated. In fact we've gained numbers with Kenjin Uesung joining us. The town ahead of us, we should send people there to rest and recruit more, but we should also check out the Watchtower. Send a small force, I'll go and I believe I should take you both and some archers. We'll have to set up a camp between the town and the watchtower, since all of our men can't all just go in the town and rent a room. Do you agree with this?"
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Roleplay posts: 0
Registered: Nov 21, 2024 11:52:59 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Apr 21, 2016 19:32:57 GMT -8
The last beast faded into the earth and the chain went slack with nothing to hold onto now. Taji was panting hard, almost a snarl from the warhorse. But he was still standing strong. Ketsueki dared to take a breath and began to reel in the chain, coiling it once more and tying it to the saddlebags where it had been. When she slid from the saddle she ended up grasping to the horse and his reins for support when her wounded knee finally announced the injury. With the heat of the battle now over she could certainly feel the wounds. At least they weren't terribly deep but they were costing her blood.
A second attempt at standing yield better results. She kept a hold on the reins as she walked beside the animal, slowing to a stop as she noted two things - a commander of sorts on horseback in the midst of the rabble army, and the armored man that had assisted her nearby. She stopped and watched the latter, who was closer, and awaited his approach if he decided to - a thin but neutral gaze peering at him from her face mask and the hood of her cloak.
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Dimitri
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 101
Age: 32
Physical Description: Human Form
Height: 6'3"
Weight: 246lbs
Hair: Azure Black
Eyes: Bright Red
Wolf Form
Height: 4'5"
Weight: 246lbs
Fur: Azure Black
Eyes: Bright Red
Hybrid
Height: 6'3"
Weight 260lbs
Fur: Azure Black
Eyes: Bright Red
Clothes and Equipment: Has an assortment of clothes within his packs. Some meant for travel in the freezing arctic of his homelands, while others are far lighter and meant for days spent in tropical climates.
Amor: Unspectacular Full Plate Armor. No Enchantments or special material. Redesigned helmet to look like his wolves head.
Weapon: Adamantine Halberd. Material allows the weapon to ignore physical damage resistances of a target. No Enchantments.
A silver dagger, use unknown.
Accessories: Ring of Four Winds. Allows a fast cast of feather fall upon oneself, 4 times daily.
Bracelet of Enduring Soul. Prevents moderate damage from Ice and Fire based spells and abilities.
Ring of Truesight: Able to see creatures using illusion to hide their real forms as well as invisible creatures.
Registered: Mar 21, 2016 17:32:15 GMT -8
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Post by Dimitri on Apr 21, 2016 19:38:03 GMT -8
Dimitri came to a stop after the last golem crumbled, it's gem escaping into the ground beyond reach. His ragged breath finally catching up to him, his strength leaving only sore joints and pain to keep him aware that he is still alive. He collapsed to his knees,using his halberd as a leaning post and trying to catch his breath. His bones cracked and his hidden body turned back into his human form. Once that was done, he removed his full helm and wiped sweat off of his face before twisting to fall on his back and stare at the sky. "I am definitely going to need a shower and good sleep after this." He spoke to no one in particular, just glad that he would soon be feeling no more pain for at least the day.
Sitting back up after a minute and slowly getting to his feet and looked around himself once more. Indeed, all the golems were gone, Nishida as well as any he bothered to remember the names of were still kicking, and the girl near him seemed to be doing alright. Then he noticed her injuries via the amount of blood trickling down her leg and arm. Not a good sign, especially if it was sustained near the start of the fight. He began limping his way over to her to see if she was alright. "Hey, are you alright there? Your not injured too badly are ya?" Dimitri could only ask in ragged breathes as his lungs began to regulate normally once more. His facial features were clearly visible now. Slightly paled skin from a lack of direct sunlight due to his armor, Azure Black hair down to the middle of his neck, a scar resembling a claw mark along his right cheek, and most notably, his red eyes that stared directly at Akiyamas own.
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Roleplay posts: 0
Registered: Nov 21, 2024 11:52:59 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Apr 22, 2016 13:11:38 GMT -8
His remark to her injuries brought her sights down to look at the torn flesh and skin painted in blood, which also left her dark attire darker from the stains. She brought her hand back and tugged the edge of her cloak around to hide her arm entirely. Then her gaze come up to peer at the man once more.
"I'll be all right. You seem more wear for worse than I," she replies quietly, letting her gaze flick over his armor for any injuries. "That was impressive how you threw that golem - to possess that level of strength... it's admirable."
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The Watcher
Established
Roleplay posts: 41
Physical Description: A seven feet tall suit of armor, animated to move and behave almost human. The void between the individual pieces of armor testifies to the fact that there is indeed nothing holding the armor in place. There is but thin air behind the dark slits in its helmet.
A massive long sword dangles from the waist of The Watcher, engraved with numbers. In its hand is a staff which appears to be made of metal.
Registered: Mar 22, 2016 3:47:31 GMT -8
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Post by The Watcher on Apr 22, 2016 13:17:48 GMT -8
The Watcher approached Nishida, sheathing his sword. He had his staff in hand, the arcane fading in the cracked metal. "Are you safe?" He inquired upon approaching, his voice back to its raspy old self. The Watcher bore no signs of greater conflict, except for the dirt smeared on his armor. |
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Dimitri
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 101
Age: 32
Physical Description: Human Form
Height: 6'3"
Weight: 246lbs
Hair: Azure Black
Eyes: Bright Red
Wolf Form
Height: 4'5"
Weight: 246lbs
Fur: Azure Black
Eyes: Bright Red
Hybrid
Height: 6'3"
Weight 260lbs
Fur: Azure Black
Eyes: Bright Red
Clothes and Equipment: Has an assortment of clothes within his packs. Some meant for travel in the freezing arctic of his homelands, while others are far lighter and meant for days spent in tropical climates.
Amor: Unspectacular Full Plate Armor. No Enchantments or special material. Redesigned helmet to look like his wolves head.
Weapon: Adamantine Halberd. Material allows the weapon to ignore physical damage resistances of a target. No Enchantments.
A silver dagger, use unknown.
Accessories: Ring of Four Winds. Allows a fast cast of feather fall upon oneself, 4 times daily.
Bracelet of Enduring Soul. Prevents moderate damage from Ice and Fire based spells and abilities.
Ring of Truesight: Able to see creatures using illusion to hide their real forms as well as invisible creatures.
Registered: Mar 21, 2016 17:32:15 GMT -8
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Post by Dimitri on Apr 22, 2016 14:25:45 GMT -8
Dimitri just waves off Akiyama's observations. "I am not the one bleeding everywhere. Besides, I got no open wounds to speak of. Here I have some Firereed bandages in my bag. Should stop any infection from occurring. Afterall you don't want to lose your leg or arm do ya?" He begins rummaging through his bag, soon bringing out a small roll of sickly red bandages. "Now I should mention that this bandage will sting, a lot."
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Kasumi Okamoto
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 160 
Age: 23
Physical Description: As most women of Katashima are, Kasumi is not terribly tall, and stands at an unimpressive 5'4". She has skin that is considered of average coloration for her people, slightly darker than that of non-Katashimans, and is of a slender build, with delicate features. Her eyes are almond-shaped, and are brown, although the exact hue changes with her emotions, ranging from dark to light and often flecked or streaked with gold; her hair, though often kept up and out of her way, falls to just past her shoulders, and is a sleek, glossy black. Though she appears weak and not at all like one would expect a combatant to be, she is muscular enough to do her job, and do it well.
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Clothes and Equipment: Typically, Kasumi wears an outfit that is both comfortable and easy to move in. This consists of a sleeveless, midriff-baring black shirt that gapes open at the sides, revealing the bandages wound around her bosom, on her top half; around her neck rests a loose drape of black cloth that can be pulled up to obscure the lower portion of her face. On her lower half she wears a pair of loose black pants that come to just below her knees, with slits at the hips, and held up by a belt, at the back of which are the sheaths that hold her two tanto, her favored weapons. Rounding off the ensemble is a pair of black sandals, the straps of which wrap up her calves to tie just below the bottom of her pants, and a set of fingerless gloves that stretch up to above her elbow, on top of which she wears sturdy steel gauntlets. Aside from the obvious pair of swords, she also keeps a number of shuriken and kunai in her belt pouches, along with small glass spheres filled with various poisonous substances.
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Player's online availability : Variable; usually afternoons and evenings. (PST)
Registered: Mar 16, 2016 20:17:37 GMT -8
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Post by Kasumi Okamoto on Apr 22, 2016 15:49:58 GMT -8
Relief visibly filtered through her when Jou said he was alright, and she lowered her facial covering as she shook her head in response to his question, giving her lover a small smile. "I am uninjured." Before she could say anything else, Shintaro was addressing them, and Kasumi looked up at their warlord to give him her full attention as he spoke. What he said made sense, and she nodded briskly. "Hai, Nishida-sama. It would be wise for us to scout ahead and make sure all is safe before proceeding further. We will do this."
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Roleplay posts: 0
Registered: Nov 21, 2024 11:52:59 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Apr 22, 2016 16:42:39 GMT -8
Her eyes swept down to the roll as he offered them to her, and after a moment would extend her hand to take them - plucking the roll off his palm and examining the colored bandages a bit before returning her emerald stare to him.
"Arigato. That's very kind of you. Perhaps you might point me in the right direction from here, as well... if you can," she murmurs. "I'm looking for a man. A warlord. From what I've heard, he has rallied refugees that fled from what was once my home." Her gaze flickers towards the masses several yards off for just a brief moment. "Would he be the man leading you now, perchance?"
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Okamoto Jou
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 138
Age: 25
Physical Description: Jou is a little over 5'7, with a lean wiry figure. His features are sharp and angular. His grey eyes are fierce and narrow. His white hair mid length and straight. He has a scar across his right eye.
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Clothes and Equipment: Light weight chain vest, molted navy blue stealth gear, peasant traveling clothes, steel wakizashi, Kusarigama, shuriken, caltrops, blow pipe and poison darts, grappling hook and rope, and various other traveling gear.
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Registered: Mar 17, 2016 12:30:55 GMT -8
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Post by Okamoto Jou on Apr 22, 2016 19:59:11 GMT -8
Jou nods at Nishida's comment and orders. It was time for him and Kasumi to do what they were best at. He pulls up his face mask and puts his weapon away. Once Kasumi is ready they move out. Quickly blending into the shadows and padding along the ground silently. The two would quickly ascertain if there were any further forces in the area they were heading to.
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Dimitri
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 101
Age: 32
Physical Description: Human Form
Height: 6'3"
Weight: 246lbs
Hair: Azure Black
Eyes: Bright Red
Wolf Form
Height: 4'5"
Weight: 246lbs
Fur: Azure Black
Eyes: Bright Red
Hybrid
Height: 6'3"
Weight 260lbs
Fur: Azure Black
Eyes: Bright Red
Clothes and Equipment: Has an assortment of clothes within his packs. Some meant for travel in the freezing arctic of his homelands, while others are far lighter and meant for days spent in tropical climates.
Amor: Unspectacular Full Plate Armor. No Enchantments or special material. Redesigned helmet to look like his wolves head.
Weapon: Adamantine Halberd. Material allows the weapon to ignore physical damage resistances of a target. No Enchantments.
A silver dagger, use unknown.
Accessories: Ring of Four Winds. Allows a fast cast of feather fall upon oneself, 4 times daily.
Bracelet of Enduring Soul. Prevents moderate damage from Ice and Fire based spells and abilities.
Ring of Truesight: Able to see creatures using illusion to hide their real forms as well as invisible creatures.
Registered: Mar 21, 2016 17:32:15 GMT -8
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Post by Dimitri on Apr 22, 2016 20:02:48 GMT -8
Dimitri looked at Akiyama quizzically for a few seconds before shaking his head and mumbling in Draconic to himself. "Man this guy just seems to ooze charisma if his people are still coming after him." He rubs the back of his neck, not returning his eyes to her but looking towards Nishida, switching back to the Common tongue. "Yeah, sounds like a guy I know. I can take you to him, but first we should get those bandages on ya. The longer we wait, the less help they will be."
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Warlord Shintaro Nishida
Dedicated
Marquis of Aozora
Roleplay posts: 312
Age: 25
Clothes and Equipment: Eye Patch, Katana and Wakizashi, Odachi
Registered: Sept 3, 2015 22:12:26 GMT -8
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Post by Warlord Shintaro Nishida on Apr 22, 2016 21:59:01 GMT -8
The Watcher approached Nishida, sheathing his sword. He had his staff in hand, the arcane fading in the cracked metal. "Are you safe?" He inquired upon approaching, his voice back to its raspy old self. The Watcher bore no signs of greater conflict, except for the dirt smeared on his armor. "Ah, Tetsujin, yes I am well." Lord Nishida changes his mind and mentions to the Shinobi, "On second thought I won't be coming, I'll slow you both down. Take whatever men you think are capable with you though. The rest of us will set up camp and send a party to the town as well." "Tetsujin, you will be staying with me." Shintaro dismounts from his horse and waits by it, overseeing the salvaging of gear. |
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Registered: Nov 21, 2024 11:52:59 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Apr 22, 2016 22:09:51 GMT -8
Ketsueki was quick to reply on waiting until she spoke with the warlord... at least, she would have been. The man was insistent on getting her wounds treated. She huffs out a sigh and tugs off the leather gauntlet that protected the back of her hand... fat lot of good it did for the underside of her wrist where she had been struck. When the skin was bare she saw how much of her blood stained the skin from her constant moving, and the air hitting the open wound stung - causing her to wince slightly.
Her attention moves to the roll in hand. "... is there anything I need to know about applying these?" she inquires, not sure since these were his stock and obviously not normal gauze bandages.
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Kasumi Okamoto
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 160
Age: 23
Physical Description: As most women of Katashima are, Kasumi is not terribly tall, and stands at an unimpressive 5'4". She has skin that is considered of average coloration for her people, slightly darker than that of non-Katashimans, and is of a slender build, with delicate features. Her eyes are almond-shaped, and are brown, although the exact hue changes with her emotions, ranging from dark to light and often flecked or streaked with gold; her hair, though often kept up and out of her way, falls to just past her shoulders, and is a sleek, glossy black. Though she appears weak and not at all like one would expect a combatant to be, she is muscular enough to do her job, and do it well.
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Clothes and Equipment: Typically, Kasumi wears an outfit that is both comfortable and easy to move in. This consists of a sleeveless, midriff-baring black shirt that gapes open at the sides, revealing the bandages wound around her bosom, on her top half; around her neck rests a loose drape of black cloth that can be pulled up to obscure the lower portion of her face. On her lower half she wears a pair of loose black pants that come to just below her knees, with slits at the hips, and held up by a belt, at the back of which are the sheaths that hold her two tanto, her favored weapons. Rounding off the ensemble is a pair of black sandals, the straps of which wrap up her calves to tie just below the bottom of her pants, and a set of fingerless gloves that stretch up to above her elbow, on top of which she wears sturdy steel gauntlets. Aside from the obvious pair of swords, she also keeps a number of shuriken and kunai in her belt pouches, along with small glass spheres filled with various poisonous substances.
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Player's online availability : Variable; usually afternoons and evenings. (PST)
Registered: Mar 16, 2016 20:17:37 GMT -8
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Post by Kasumi Okamoto on Apr 22, 2016 23:15:00 GMT -8
Kasumi nodded her understanding at Shintaro's orders, and pulled her facial covering up once more. "Hai." That was her only response, before she was sprinting off into the distance alongside Jou. This was what they were meant for, after all - recon, and sneaky things.
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Dimitri
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 101
Age: 32
Physical Description: Human Form
Height: 6'3"
Weight: 246lbs
Hair: Azure Black
Eyes: Bright Red
Wolf Form
Height: 4'5"
Weight: 246lbs
Fur: Azure Black
Eyes: Bright Red
Hybrid
Height: 6'3"
Weight 260lbs
Fur: Azure Black
Eyes: Bright Red
Clothes and Equipment: Has an assortment of clothes within his packs. Some meant for travel in the freezing arctic of his homelands, while others are far lighter and meant for days spent in tropical climates.
Amor: Unspectacular Full Plate Armor. No Enchantments or special material. Redesigned helmet to look like his wolves head.
Weapon: Adamantine Halberd. Material allows the weapon to ignore physical damage resistances of a target. No Enchantments.
A silver dagger, use unknown.
Accessories: Ring of Four Winds. Allows a fast cast of feather fall upon oneself, 4 times daily.
Bracelet of Enduring Soul. Prevents moderate damage from Ice and Fire based spells and abilities.
Ring of Truesight: Able to see creatures using illusion to hide their real forms as well as invisible creatures.
Registered: Mar 21, 2016 17:32:15 GMT -8
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Post by Dimitri on Apr 23, 2016 7:07:21 GMT -8
Dimitri waves his hand off once more. "Not especially. As I stated these things will sting quite a bit, possibly even feeling like your limb is being cut through with a dull knife. Though the effects are worth the pain." He eyes both wounds, not overly liking how red and crusty they were already . "Well, by looks of things, you should try to keep weight off your leg after you wrap them up. Also try not to get them wet, damp is fine but soaked and they will fall right off. Would you like some help with the bandages?" His face has a hint of worry, no one knows if this is a natural phenomenon as most he has worked with always had his face hidden behind the wolf head full helm. <Exit to Aozora Campsite> |
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Warlord Shintaro Nishida
Dedicated
Marquis of Aozora
Roleplay posts: 312
Age: 25
Clothes and Equipment: Eye Patch, Katana and Wakizashi, Odachi
Registered: Sept 3, 2015 22:12:26 GMT -8
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Post by Warlord Shintaro Nishida on Apr 23, 2016 17:18:53 GMT -8
The Aozora Troops now move to make a temporary camp near the town. <All Aozora moved to Aozora Campsite> |
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Roleplay posts: 0
Registered: Nov 21, 2024 11:52:59 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Apr 23, 2016 20:00:05 GMT -8
The idea of being off her feet, and practically useless, irritated her - especially now that she might have found the warlord she sought. If he was indeed the man then she needed to be available to assist in his endeavors - even if her reasoning was a bit selfish. But when she attempted to distribute her weight evenly with just a shift, her knee refused to cooperate. She eased right back off that foot and kept to one side. Seems she was limited on options. She exhaled heavily, and would return the bandages to Dimitri before pulling herself into the saddle of her mount once more. At least it took the rest of the weight off her leg. A defeated stare meets his own before looking to where the army headed off to - presumably to set up a camp. "... I would accept your help. But perhaps we should keep you with the ranks, and when the march stops I can rest without fear of having to move again." With that, presumably they followed along. <Exit to the Aozora Campsite> |
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Bandits
Established
Roleplay posts: 23
Registered: Mar 31, 2016 18:39:59 GMT -8
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Post by Bandits on Apr 26, 2016 18:45:45 GMT -8
It was the evening of the funeral pyre, the border bandits have made camp a good distance into the woods. The camp consisted of the Bandit Highwayman and close to 50 Bandit Thugs armed with varying degrees of weapons. Patrols and sentries are posted around the camp and surrounding woods. The chief of this camp was the Highwayman whom first met with the player groups, his face filled with worry.
The Thugs were busy making sure their camp was secured for the night with the addition of fire traps set in case those army groups decided to double back for them.While most of the off duty men were relaxed, those who were on post were agitated and keeping a vigilante watch. Always making reports back to insure no patrol was lost to some ambush.
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Dimitri
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 101
Age: 32
Physical Description: Human Form
Height: 6'3"
Weight: 246lbs
Hair: Azure Black
Eyes: Bright Red
Wolf Form
Height: 4'5"
Weight: 246lbs
Fur: Azure Black
Eyes: Bright Red
Hybrid
Height: 6'3"
Weight 260lbs
Fur: Azure Black
Eyes: Bright Red
Clothes and Equipment: Has an assortment of clothes within his packs. Some meant for travel in the freezing arctic of his homelands, while others are far lighter and meant for days spent in tropical climates.
Amor: Unspectacular Full Plate Armor. No Enchantments or special material. Redesigned helmet to look like his wolves head.
Weapon: Adamantine Halberd. Material allows the weapon to ignore physical damage resistances of a target. No Enchantments.
A silver dagger, use unknown.
Accessories: Ring of Four Winds. Allows a fast cast of feather fall upon oneself, 4 times daily.
Bracelet of Enduring Soul. Prevents moderate damage from Ice and Fire based spells and abilities.
Ring of Truesight: Able to see creatures using illusion to hide their real forms as well as invisible creatures.
Registered: Mar 21, 2016 17:32:15 GMT -8
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Post by Dimitri on Apr 26, 2016 19:13:07 GMT -8
Dimitri kept far and low as he sniffed out the edges of the camp, making sure his black fur doesn't become too noticeable from the underbrush. Using key moments in patrol routes to advance little by little, and escape by the same degrees. He could easily tell that he could not take on this camp by himself as originally intended, even with his resistance to pain and regenerative properties.
So, he opted for a different plan. He could not take on the whole camp, but he could decimate a few of the sentries. Spread some fear into their hearts by letting his men be seen as eaten with a very large black wolf just off in the distance. He grinned which would have come across as grimly with his wolven face. So, he set his pace for about 5 men before he was discovered.
He would first target a sentry with a strike from the side after a patrol passes, always striking at the throat.
<Fade to Black for excessive gore>
5 dead, all brought to one point, the rest should soon come, time to get into position.
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Bandit Thug
New
Roleplay posts: 5
Registered: Mar 31, 2016 18:43:01 GMT -8
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Post by Bandit Thug on Apr 26, 2016 19:35:44 GMT -8
The targeted sentries and patrols of Dimitri's fell swiftly, but not before the last one managed to scream for help. Too late, as with all the rest, his throat as clawed right off, his scream dying in his throat with an abrupt gurgling. The entire camp was on high alert now and were moving to where the scream came from with weapons in all hands.
When they reached their men, all that was left was throats torn right off, one down to the spine in back and all with a look of either surprise or horror. As all eyes collectively rose from the mess of corpses that were their friends, they could only stare at a large black wolf with red eyes 40 feet away, staring right back at them.
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