Roxanne Fletcher
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 816 
Age: 22
Physical Description: Roxanne is tall with white hair and a narrow, athletic build. She has a pleasant face and only a couple of scars.
Clothes and Equipment: Heavy armor, Elven bow (stolen), and a longsword.
Player's online availability : Early mornings and late evenings
Registered: Aug 2, 2015 8:58:10 GMT -8
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Post by Roxanne Fletcher on Oct 28, 2016 8:32:07 GMT -8
Roxanne followed Nara down to Sir Jacques's tent, looking the man over cautiously. She'd never liked having nobles in command of units. More often than not they didn't know the first thing about fighting, and only got the job because of who they were related to. Still, she smiled at the man as he introduced himself. May as well make a good first impression, after all.
"Hello, Sir Jacques. I'm Roxanne Fletcher, and I'm supposed to join your unit."
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Nara of the Snapdragon
Established
Roleplay posts: 30
Age: 23
Physical Description: Nara stands at 5'8", above average for other women of her clan. Underneath her leather ranging gear, she has an athletic and sleek build.
Her hair is dark brown and falls to about the middle of her back, though it is usually braided or in a ponytail to keep it out of the way. Her eyes are green.
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Clothes and Equipment: Nara is usually wearing clothes suited for hunting and general wilderness survival. She wears warm clothing of leather, dark brown and uncolored. On her feet are tough boots made of leather, worn from use. Around her neck, she wears a pendant with the tooth of a saber-toothed tiger, it holds sentimental value to her.
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Registered: Oct 7, 2016 9:05:32 GMT -8
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Post by Nara of the Snapdragon on Oct 30, 2016 18:49:20 GMT -8
Nara herself would offer a friendly enough greeting, at least for her standards, and this was just her offering a handshake and her name, along with a 'pleased to meet you' tagged onto the end, remembering to use Jaques's title this time. Nara knew these people like their titles quite a bit, after all.
Then Nara got right to it, "Where shall I be staying? I will also need somewhere to keep my companion Nox," Nara gestured towards the hulking saber-toothed tiger sitting behind her, the big cat slightly then her even while sitting. Thea would not be as much of an issue, the owl took up considerably less space.
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Roleplay posts: 0
Registered: Nov 21, 2024 3:30:31 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Oct 31, 2016 5:58:59 GMT -8
Sir Jacques offered a firm handshake and a rather flirtatious grin at the two women. He took in the big cat with a bit of surprise though, unused to new recruits coming in with such large animals. He debated making a joke about cattiness or some such thing, but wisely decided against it.
"There is a plethora of available tents, pick one. As for your feline friend, I am afraid you will have to stable it or share your tent. Or it can sleep outside. Doesn't matter to me so long as it doesn't maul anyone. Dinner is at sundown everyday, breakfast at sunup. Morning revelry is at 6am, and lunch is whenever you get a chance over the course of your normal duties."
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Roxanne Fletcher
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 816
Age: 22
Physical Description: Roxanne is tall with white hair and a narrow, athletic build. She has a pleasant face and only a couple of scars.
Clothes and Equipment: Heavy armor, Elven bow (stolen), and a longsword.
Player's online availability : Early mornings and late evenings
Registered: Aug 2, 2015 8:58:10 GMT -8
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Post by Roxanne Fletcher on Oct 31, 2016 6:14:18 GMT -8
Roxanne looked over the animals as well. She'd seen owls before, of course, but hadn't seen a sabertooth tiger before. It didn't look nearly as fluffy as she'd have preferred, but perhaps it was useful. Did the woman ride it? That would be interesting to see. It certainly looked as though it could support her weight as well. When Lord Soult started to describe the daily routine, Roxanne turned her attention back to him. After all, what he was saying was probably important.
"Morning revelry? What do you mean by that?"
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Nara of the Snapdragon
Established
Roleplay posts: 30
Age: 23
Physical Description: Nara stands at 5'8", above average for other women of her clan. Underneath her leather ranging gear, she has an athletic and sleek build.
Her hair is dark brown and falls to about the middle of her back, though it is usually braided or in a ponytail to keep it out of the way. Her eyes are green.
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Clothes and Equipment: Nara is usually wearing clothes suited for hunting and general wilderness survival. She wears warm clothing of leather, dark brown and uncolored. On her feet are tough boots made of leather, worn from use. Around her neck, she wears a pendant with the tooth of a saber-toothed tiger, it holds sentimental value to her.
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Registered: Oct 7, 2016 9:05:32 GMT -8
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Post by Nara of the Snapdragon on Nov 1, 2016 4:00:57 GMT -8
Nara seemed to be satisfied with Jaques' answer as she would nod and not ask any more of him. She did stick around long enough to hear Roxanne's question though, and she would look at Jaques as well, expecting an answer. She herself didn't know what morning revelry meant exactly.
Nox meanwhile would remain still sitting behind Nara, though the cat's golden gaze apparently held interest as it seemed to size up Jaques.
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Roleplay posts: 0
Registered: Nov 21, 2024 3:30:31 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Nov 1, 2016 4:05:00 GMT -8
Jacques grinned, these new recruits were in for it. He hoped they were quick learners, they would be leaving on their first mission tomorrow.
"Morning revelry is...an experience. A bugler, or multiple when we are in with the entire Legion, will play taps very loudly to signify the start of every day, and at that point you have five minutes to be dressed and assembled for morning role-call."
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Roxanne Fletcher
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 816
Age: 22
Physical Description: Roxanne is tall with white hair and a narrow, athletic build. She has a pleasant face and only a couple of scars.
Clothes and Equipment: Heavy armor, Elven bow (stolen), and a longsword.
Player's online availability : Early mornings and late evenings
Registered: Aug 2, 2015 8:58:10 GMT -8
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Post by Roxanne Fletcher on Nov 2, 2016 6:30:18 GMT -8
Roxanne nodded, trying to conceal her disappointment. Five minutes to get dressed and ready for roll call? That didn't sound like much fun at all. She couldn't imagine that there would be any reveling when the bugle played. Hopefully they would have some coffee around. This was the Gauldin foreign legion, after all. Wasn't Gauldin big on coffee?
"Well...alright then. That sounds...fine. Should we head to our tents, then?"
Would the tents be comfortable? Roxanne hoped they would, but she didn't have her hopes up. It was an army tent, after all.
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Nara of the Snapdragon
Established
Roleplay posts: 30
Age: 23
Physical Description: Nara stands at 5'8", above average for other women of her clan. Underneath her leather ranging gear, she has an athletic and sleek build.
Her hair is dark brown and falls to about the middle of her back, though it is usually braided or in a ponytail to keep it out of the way. Her eyes are green.
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Clothes and Equipment: Nara is usually wearing clothes suited for hunting and general wilderness survival. She wears warm clothing of leather, dark brown and uncolored. On her feet are tough boots made of leather, worn from use. Around her neck, she wears a pendant with the tooth of a saber-toothed tiger, it holds sentimental value to her.
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Registered: Oct 7, 2016 9:05:32 GMT -8
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Post by Nara of the Snapdragon on Nov 2, 2016 10:59:18 GMT -8
Nara herself would frown slightly as well. Being forced to adhere to a strict sleeping schedule such as that did not appeal to her at all. She routinely stayed up for days at a time while hunting in the Land Tillers State, prowling through the night tracking animals. One week Nara could wake up early in the morning and the next her sleep cycle could have shifted to her waking up sometime later afternoon.
She supposed she would just have to adjust to this morning revelry deal. Assuming no further instruction she would head to her tent to get herself situated, dropping off whatever supplies she brought before she would walk around the camp for a bit. Nox would opt to stay curled up by the tent sleeping. Despite being a huge saber-toothed cat the feline acted much like a housecat in some ways and would sleep quite often. As for Thea the owl, well night would have already fallen and she would be out hunting.
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Roleplay posts: 0
Registered: Nov 21, 2024 3:30:31 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Nov 3, 2016 3:29:21 GMT -8
The tents were a bit more comfortable than the standar issue ones, thanks in part to the patronage of Jacques's and Jean's older brother, and the bedrolls inside would comfortable enough to allow for a decent night's sleep.
The morning revelry would come on cue, just as Jacques had said it would. When the battalion had assembled in the drill yard, the two brothers would come out. Jean wore his customary heavy armor while Jacques was dressed in a lighter, leather armor.
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Roxanne Fletcher
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 816
Age: 22
Physical Description: Roxanne is tall with white hair and a narrow, athletic build. She has a pleasant face and only a couple of scars.
Clothes and Equipment: Heavy armor, Elven bow (stolen), and a longsword.
Player's online availability : Early mornings and late evenings
Registered: Aug 2, 2015 8:58:10 GMT -8
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Post by Roxanne Fletcher on Nov 4, 2016 6:26:41 GMT -8
Roxanne grumbled when the bugle sounded. She didn't like getting up early. Why had she decided to join the military if it forced her to wake up early? Sighing, she got ready and lined up with the rest of the battalion. Would they at least get breakfast? She didn't know, nobody had said anything about it. Surely they would allow them to eat breakfast. It was the most important meal of the day, after all. Besides, wasn't Gauldin known for its croissants and other breakfast things?
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Nara of the Snapdragon
Established
Roleplay posts: 30
Age: 23
Physical Description: Nara stands at 5'8", above average for other women of her clan. Underneath her leather ranging gear, she has an athletic and sleek build.
Her hair is dark brown and falls to about the middle of her back, though it is usually braided or in a ponytail to keep it out of the way. Her eyes are green.
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Clothes and Equipment: Nara is usually wearing clothes suited for hunting and general wilderness survival. She wears warm clothing of leather, dark brown and uncolored. On her feet are tough boots made of leather, worn from use. Around her neck, she wears a pendant with the tooth of a saber-toothed tiger, it holds sentimental value to her.
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Registered: Oct 7, 2016 9:05:32 GMT -8
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Post by Nara of the Snapdragon on Nov 7, 2016 11:47:16 GMT -8
Nara would wake with the sound of the bugle, feeling somewhat taken aback by the suddenness of the sound. It felt like she had just gone to sleep, and this annoyed her. Sighing, she would roll out of bed and get ready before heading out to stand along with all the others.
Nox and Thea stayed at the tent for now.
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Roleplay posts: 0
Registered: Nov 21, 2024 3:30:31 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Nov 8, 2016 5:24:59 GMT -8
"Good morning everyone! I hope you are all well-rested, as we have our first mission this morning."
He waited for a pair of soldiers to bring out the map, mounted on a wooden display so that all could see it.
"We will be engaging the barbarians to the south of here, our scouts have reported a significant presence of them in the nearby woods, and it is our job to clear them out."
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Roxanne Fletcher
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 816
Age: 22
Physical Description: Roxanne is tall with white hair and a narrow, athletic build. She has a pleasant face and only a couple of scars.
Clothes and Equipment: Heavy armor, Elven bow (stolen), and a longsword.
Player's online availability : Early mornings and late evenings
Registered: Aug 2, 2015 8:58:10 GMT -8
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Post by Roxanne Fletcher on Nov 8, 2016 11:12:49 GMT -8
Roxanne nodded. Seemed basic enough. Flushing barbarians out of the woods didn't sound hard at all. However, she noticed a distinct lack of breakfast in the plan. Perhaps he would mention it later? She wasn't keen on going into the woods with an empty stomach. What if the division got attacked by bears, and they were too weak from hunger to fight them off?
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Nara of the Snapdragon
Established
Roleplay posts: 30
Age: 23
Physical Description: Nara stands at 5'8", above average for other women of her clan. Underneath her leather ranging gear, she has an athletic and sleek build.
Her hair is dark brown and falls to about the middle of her back, though it is usually braided or in a ponytail to keep it out of the way. Her eyes are green.
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Clothes and Equipment: Nara is usually wearing clothes suited for hunting and general wilderness survival. She wears warm clothing of leather, dark brown and uncolored. On her feet are tough boots made of leather, worn from use. Around her neck, she wears a pendant with the tooth of a saber-toothed tiger, it holds sentimental value to her.
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Registered: Oct 7, 2016 9:05:32 GMT -8
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Post by Nara of the Snapdragon on Nov 9, 2016 12:16:58 GMT -8
Nara was a bit surprised, though she didn't seem to react outwardly. The fact that they would be fighting so soon was what was surprising to her, even before she had gotten a chance to prove herself.
Now, she didn't doubt her fighting ability, but she figured she would have had to at least prove it before being sent into combat. Either way, she wasn't complaining and would be eager to face the barbarians.
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Roleplay posts: 0
Registered: Nov 21, 2024 3:30:31 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Nov 10, 2016 3:36:56 GMT -8
"These barbarians are ferocious fighters, skilled in moving through the woods and highly adept with their weaponry. They are not forgiving towards captured prisoners, believing a true warrior should fight to the last. I recommend you do not surrender."
He paused for a moment, remembering what had happened to the last battalion, and how he had gotten his command.
"Are there any questions?"
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Roxanne Fletcher
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 816
Age: 22
Physical Description: Roxanne is tall with white hair and a narrow, athletic build. She has a pleasant face and only a couple of scars.
Clothes and Equipment: Heavy armor, Elven bow (stolen), and a longsword.
Player's online availability : Early mornings and late evenings
Registered: Aug 2, 2015 8:58:10 GMT -8
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Post by Roxanne Fletcher on Nov 15, 2016 18:59:11 GMT -8
Roxanne didn't have any questions. It didn't sound like a particularly difficult task. Barbarians weren't known for their strategic skill, after all. She was hungry and tired, but did her best to look attentive. After all, she didn't want to be singled out. Not on the first day, anyways.
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Nara of the Snapdragon
Established
Roleplay posts: 30
Age: 23
Physical Description: Nara stands at 5'8", above average for other women of her clan. Underneath her leather ranging gear, she has an athletic and sleek build.
Her hair is dark brown and falls to about the middle of her back, though it is usually braided or in a ponytail to keep it out of the way. Her eyes are green.
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Clothes and Equipment: Nara is usually wearing clothes suited for hunting and general wilderness survival. She wears warm clothing of leather, dark brown and uncolored. On her feet are tough boots made of leather, worn from use. Around her neck, she wears a pendant with the tooth of a saber-toothed tiger, it holds sentimental value to her.
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Registered: Oct 7, 2016 9:05:32 GMT -8
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Post by Nara of the Snapdragon on Nov 19, 2016 20:28:39 GMT -8
Nara would voice her own position out loud, as she often did.
"Nope, no questions. Are we leaving now?"
She seemed suddenly quite eager to start getting to work, and the katana and wakizashi that hung at her hip along with Nox's fangs surely thirsted for barbarian blood.
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Roleplay posts: 0
Registered: Nov 21, 2024 3:30:31 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Nov 20, 2016 18:13:29 GMT -8
"We shall leave in a few minutes. Gather what you need to be gone for a week and meet back here in twenty minutes."
He could tell that none of the recruits were taking the barbarians seriously. He had not either, and a lot of men had died because of it. Hopefully the veterans would talk some sense into the newcomers before they found the barbarians.
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Roxanne Fletcher
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 816
Age: 22
Physical Description: Roxanne is tall with white hair and a narrow, athletic build. She has a pleasant face and only a couple of scars.
Clothes and Equipment: Heavy armor, Elven bow (stolen), and a longsword.
Player's online availability : Early mornings and late evenings
Registered: Aug 2, 2015 8:58:10 GMT -8
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Post by Roxanne Fletcher on Nov 26, 2016 22:55:36 GMT -8
Roxanne headed back to her tent, disappointed. Nowhere in the plans had she heard any mention of breakfast. Weren't Gaulish people supposed to spend hours at each meal? That was a bit excessive, but she wanted something, at least! Perhaps joining the foreign legion wasn't the best course of action. At least it paid decently, though. She'd had a tough time finding jobs lately. Twenty minutes later, she stood back at the parade grounds. Wasn't breakfast supposed to be at sunup? That had to be soon, didn't it?
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Erard Duval
New
Roleplay posts: 7 
Age: 22
Physical Description: Standing at a modest 5'10", Erard has a set of alert, grey eyes that catch the light not unlike pools of mercury. A full crown of jet black hair, can be seen sprouting from above his delicate ears, which falls down into a tied tail that sits behind his head so as not to get into the way. A dainty nose sits nicely above a naturally small and often closed mouth, and below that, a sharp and narrow chin ends his delicate face. Wispy sideburns and a set of facial hair frames the rest of his face. He carries himself in such a way that makes him a little rough, and he lives up to much of the expectations one might have from studying his appearance.
His body is lithe, though tight muscles indicate some level of training with a weapon, or a previous life of manual labour. As his skin carries a tan, it is easy to imagine that he spends a lot of his time outdoors. A large scar runs down his face, from the forehead and across his right eye.
Clothes and Equipment: Erard's wardrobe is rudimentary, and he owns little, if anything for himself. A set of dark tunics woven in cloth fall down towards a single, brown belt that fastens a set of large breeches. On his feet are two large riding boots that look rather out of place with the rest of his equipment, and give him the look of a cavalryman, though he is most certainly not one. A long weathered coat covers the whole ensemble, granting him the appearance of an odd noble mercenary, or a farmer playing noble dress-up, whichever way you look at it.
Oddly, attached to his belt is a well-dressed arming sword, with a silver-adorned scabbard inlaid with copper eagles. It isn't too flashy, but definitely something far too expensive for Erard to own. It's either an heirloom, or he stole it in combat, though he has never really spoken about it.
Player's online availability : Weekdays: 12:00 - 20:00 // Weekends: 10:00 - 16:00, 20:00 - 24:00
Registered: Nov 28, 2016 2:41:34 GMT -8
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Post by Erard Duval on Nov 28, 2016 3:53:32 GMT -8
Erard glanced down at the pair of wrought iron manacles that fastened his ankles and wrists together. Walking lockstep with two other prisoners had been murder on the feet, and it had been a good few days since the party had set off from Bayonne. His arms and feet grew louder in their protest with every step, and as the leader of the caravan drew the three prisoners to a halt, he felt the sharp pains return. A voice called out, and in front of them the gates to the camp opened. Erard drew his gaze upwards, towards a set of guards pulling open the palisade. The Gauldin Foreign Legion. Of all the places he could have ended up, this was one of the most dangerous, or so they used to say behind the bars of the prison. It had been overflowing with vagrants and robbers, and unable to support any more, the officers had decided to send off men to all parts of the Kingdom, to free up more space in the jails. It just so happened that Erard was one of those damned men.
He cursed his luck. At the head of the column one of the wardens slid himself down the side of his mare, and soon made himself busy with finding the nearest officer on duty. No doubt to offload the three of them as quick as possible. He was sweating profusely, and looked as if the ride had taken a worse toll on him than the prisoners. Erard stared daggers into the man's back. Not that it mattered. The warden snapped off a salute at the nearest officer, and began to read off a list.
"Prisoners for the Legion. Two foreigners, one man from Gauldin. Heard you have a Barbarian problem. These fodder should help."
Erard found his manacles being untightened, and then removed. He was pushed forwards, to begin his life in the Legion.
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