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Thrivenshell and the Baron - Western Survival Fantasy

All good @hagroden no pressure :)

Thrivenshell and the Baron - Western Survival Fantasy

@MalikoyLol I know right... That Adele song annoys the hell out of me. Hope your feeling better :)

Thrivenshell and the Baron - Western Survival Fantasy

@Pirouette Now I have that old (80's?) song stuck in my head that goes 'Hello.... Is it me your looking for?' Lol

Edit: I'm thinking is possibly a Lionel Richie song.

Isn't Anyone Talking about Deadpool?

Ohhhh I loved it so much... Funny as f@&$

Big big fan of Deadpool here.... Been waiting for a movie adaption for years!

The only thing that annoyed me a little was Colossus. He shits me.

Am I the only one?

Nope, your not the only one. I get super anxious when starting new Rp's as I have a stupid fear of being judged and rejected lol. It's weird but can't help it and as I result I take forever to get a C.S and/or first post up becAuse I rewrite them over and over again.

Thrivenshell and the Baron - Western Survival Fantasy

The scent of campfire smoke wafted through the still crisp air of the morning, it was only a few hours before dawn and Black Fox had made good time by dim grey light of the waxing moon. She could see the dying orange glow of the camp coals below from where she knelt on hills ridge. Earlier that week there had been talk among a few of the outskirt farmers that three unsavoury sorts on horseback had been seen skulking around the crop borders of Thrivenshell, once word had reached the Baron's guardhouse Black Fox suggested that she was the one to investigate. Performing her own private rituals she donned her tribes charcoal stain hunting markings across her face and set off on her fastest horse.

It hadn't taken more than a few hours to find the group of after she picked up their trail. The 'yellow-skin' or Wasichu by her native tongue were obviously inexperienced or careless, perhaps both as they left the Thrivenshell boundary and followed them from a distance as the twisted burning sun set behind the dry barren landscape.

Scrawny tired looking horses were tethered not to far from where three sleeping bodies lay in the dirt around the campfire and Black Fox slowly began her silent decent down the ridge towards their temporary camp. Earlier in the evening Black Fox had listened to the fools talk of their plans to begin raiding the outer farms of their supplies or ever they could get their grubby fat hands on as they sat around their fire filling their bellies with drink. They didn't know how well voices carried in the darkness. A distant high pitch howl echoed in the distance as Black Fox Swift moved in on the trio, unsheathing her smaller pointed skinning knife she whispered a prayer into the morning air.
Her decision was made without hesitation.
Her method would be quick but brutal.
Her ancestors would be pleased.

***

Dust kicked up and swirled around her tall bay mounts causing him to snort heavily as rode along the road, reaching down she rested a hand on the crest of his long black mane. It was just before mid morning when she reached the guard camp with three extra horses in tow, the guards on duty knew better and took the horses without question as Black Fox continued on towards the town plaza.

Thrivenshell and the Baron - Western Survival Fantasy

Black Fox Swift

Full Name: Inola-Kohana (Translates to 'Black Fox Swift')
Known as: Black Fox or Fox.

Gender: Female
Age: 28

Appearance:
Typically wears a mix match of self made tribal and townsfolk clothing. Hand me down leather boots under patched well worn tanned thick buffalo hide full chaps, patched long sleeve shirt with a red fox skin vest over a boyish figure. A thick dark grey neckerchief scarf hides a collection of necklace pendants around her neck of various animal teeth trophies- some small and reptilian while others larger and from those of a howling canine. A well worn dusty, sweat stained black rabbit felt wide brimmed hat hides two long braids of straight thick charcoal black hair and pair of deep set of sorrowful chestnut eyes. Her features are rather masculine with high set cheekbones and strong jawline like her father while she received her height from her mothers lineage, just a fraction taller than 5'6. She carries herself proudly and gracefully despite the harsh whispers of the misjudging townsfolk.

History:
Not much of Black Fox's history is known to outsiders she refrains from speaking too much about her clan and upbringing. What she has revealed to The Baron and few select others is she was born into a large native tribe (as youngest with four older brothers) that once resided around the base of the Elenore mountains. Quickly she excelled hunting and trapping large and small game. As the years progressed so did her techniques, when she reached her teens she soon outranked many of her clan brothers and began hunting much larger and exotic game. But her true skills emerged as she began her studies under the tribes 'Grandmother' - The eldest and most respected medicine woman.

How she came to Thrivenshell is also a topic of speculation. No one really knows when or why she arrived. She began to make occasional appearances in Thrivenshell's trade centre a few months after The Baron arrived in town quietly trading medicinal provisions and skins from a wide range of twisted worldly fiends. But as time past it became distinctly clear that Black Fox was associated with the Barons Elite. Some say she was bought from traveling slavers and now uses her skills in servitude to The Baron. Others believe she was a gift from the her tribes Chief for safe passage in his travels.

Whatever the speculation the truth is only known to themselves.

Personality:
Black Fox projects an enigmatic but shy demeanour amongst those not familiar but to those few who are lucky for her company find her naturally curious, patient, strong willed and decisive.

Abilities and Skills:
Apothecary/herbalism/healer- Elderberry for pain relief, thistle tea for stomach aches and feverwort to break a fever. Just a few remedies known but you cannot make what you need if you cannot find it. Black Fox knows the land in its decaying state and is able to scavenge what she needs. With life also comes death and Fox has proven her knowledge with poisons and tinctures.

Hunting/survival skills- Every child of the tribe is taught how to hunt and survive off the land- some track small game for food others like Black Fox are conditioned to track and trap larger more vicious beasts, including humans.

Weapons: Fox carries only two visible weapons serrated bone handled hunting knife and shorter narrower hunting/skinning knife, while she is quite talented in close quarter skirmished her real talents lie within her knowledge of poison flora and fauna.

Alignment: Tries to keep a balance between order and chaos but could be swayed to a particular side.

Family or Friends: No family within Thrivenshell but associated with The Baron and the other elites.

Thrivenshell and the Baron - Western Survival Fantasy

Yeah.... Been a hellava few days but things have started to settle back to normal now thankfully starting with a much anticipated day off! Time to get my write on! Lol

Thrivenshell and the Baron - Western Survival Fantasy

Wow what a week last week! Okay great intro posts :)

Finally scraped a c.s together- if you want or need more information/detail @Malikoy just let me know. Just thought I should get it up otherwise I will just keep deleting and re-writing and never get a character up.

Edit- character moved.

Thrivenshell and the Baron - Western Survival Fantasy

I agree @Snagglepuss89!

It's refreshing to see not just with a GM but everybody else that has joined here. I nearly gave up on this site the other day because I had enough of the negative attitudes of some players I have come across.