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Post by The Divine Empire of Vessia on Apr 25, 2017 6:35:25 GMT -8
"Don't live forever, eh? But only by the blade do you die, no? Books don't tend to let me down, unless you're some new sub-species what's not in the books." He stabbed his sword in the soil to let it cool down, and then put it back in it's sheath. He looked over the Adamar and wrote down a few more notes, then looked about. "Our God is not similar to your's I reckon. You don't look like a dangerous element with anything to confiscate, so you cantoo either way if you like. It's not as though we need retiring citizens as is, anyway; workers are what's needed."
After motioning to the men around him to get up, he turned to continue on the patrol and as he walked on he said "There's naught a reason to pretend you know all about someone by first glance but you can get a good idea, and although they won't always, buggers what's been killing us for millennia will probably keep going at it."
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Roleplay posts: 0
Registered: Nov 21, 2024 4:21:28 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Apr 25, 2017 15:21:52 GMT -8
... no. This wasn't going to work. It was clear these men didn't want him around, or coming into their nation. He waited in silence until the patrol marched off before kicking out the fire with sand, packing up his belongings and the rest of his food (he would have to eat another time), and strap his horse back to the cart.
He would be heading back south.
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Kaine Aislinn
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 135 
Age: 21
Physical Description: 6'2 Pale, Red hair, braided beard
Clothes and Equipment: Pouches filled with various alchemical substances, a magical rune necklace, bearded wood ax, long bow.
Dressed in traveling clothes meant for the cold.He carries wooden staff, its hilt made of intertwined wood, at almost all times.
Player's online availability : Often
Registered: Mar 7, 2017 21:32:29 GMT -8
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Post by Kaine Aislinn on Apr 29, 2017 12:22:52 GMT -8
Kaine approached the land bridge around noon, the sun was high in the sky and visibility was good. He was heading into Vessia because he had heard the brotherhood was going to be recruiting mercenaries for an upcoming battle and the pay would be good for anyone who joined them. His horse was simple, and so were his clothes he was by all means an ordinary traveler, provisions and equipment in his saddle bags along with the papers he had gotten from a nearby town before attempting to enter the empire.
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Post by The Divine Empire of Vessia on Apr 29, 2017 16:25:05 GMT -8
As usual, the foreigner would eventually be met with a partol, this one on horseback and looking varied if not rag-tag. The lead rider, a fellow with heavy gothic plate would ride up and point a sword - not threateningly but rather to just display who he was addressing. "Who're you? What're you here for? One of the buggers coming for mercenary work?" he asked, not bothering to lift his visor.
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Kaine Aislinn
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 135
Age: 21
Physical Description: 6'2 Pale, Red hair, braided beard
Clothes and Equipment: Pouches filled with various alchemical substances, a magical rune necklace, bearded wood ax, long bow.
Dressed in traveling clothes meant for the cold.He carries wooden staff, its hilt made of intertwined wood, at almost all times.
Player's online availability : Often
Registered: Mar 7, 2017 21:32:29 GMT -8
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Post by Kaine Aislinn on Apr 29, 2017 16:46:39 GMT -8
As the patrol approached Kaine he got his papers from the saddle in preparation for the encounter. Once the leader of the group addressed him he stated "I'm just here looking for work like everybody else" Kaine then presented his papers and handed them over to the rider, "I won't be causing any trouble you have my word"
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Post by The Divine Empire of Vessia on Apr 29, 2017 17:11:46 GMT -8
The rider looked to his comrades and shrugged. "Right then, you're needed fast. Go to the ports up North and join up with the fleet." He said, and that was that. The man rode off into the distance leaving Kaine all alone.
(you may skip to the quest thread)
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Percival Whiteriver
New
Roleplay posts: 3
Age: 22
Clothes and Equipment: Percival can be found usually wearing a pair of simple brown robes and a monk's boots. He carries a longsword with him and also wears a thick wolfskin cloak.
Player's online availability : daily
Registered: Jun 11, 2017 9:27:36 GMT -8
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Post by Percival Whiteriver on Jun 19, 2017 18:17:16 GMT -8
The young monk bundled his cloak around himself, shivering as snow lightly fell. He rode his brown mare on the road, hoping to arrive back at the Shrine of Joldar soon. So far everything had been fine, but you never knew what to expect.
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