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Aelin




The elf looked upon Lyanna with a puzzled face. Her armor seemed to be Gondorian, but it had clearly been modified and painted, possibly in an attempt to hide it's origin.

That really looks like something a goblin would wear..

But she clearly wasn't a goblin. She could have killed one and stolen it's clothes, but that seemed unlikely. She couldn't really be a soldier either, since Gondor's military consisted of men only. And honestly, this was the last place one would expect to find a Gondorian soldier.

I do not like this at all.

Aelin realized he was reaching for his knives, but decided not to unsheathe them. Instead, he moved closer to the stranger.

"Do you mind if I ask you the same question?"

He wasn't sure what to say next or how to answer her question, so turned to look at the others.
Okay, I think I'm actually going to leave this roleplay. I have a lot of things going on in my life right now, and focusing on playing one roleplay properly is enough work in itself. I'm not exactly sure how my character should leave the play (and I want to keep him alive for possible future use), and since frapet isn't around right now, I can't leave handling that to him.. If you have any ideas on what I should do, feel free to share them. I hope you all understand, and hope to see you in future roleplays. At some point. Maybe.
Aelin




As the group rode through the land, Aelin begun to question his involvment with this whole mission. At first, going with the wizard had seemed like an interesting way to learn about magic and the northern parts of Middle-Earth.. But in the end, he hadn't really been given a choice. Aelin remembered the distorted and sickly figures of the innkeeper and his daughter, the burning of the village and the screams of the people. He finally had time to think of it all, but now he wished he wouldn't.

I really wish I was back in Mirkwood now...

Suddenly, he awoke from these thoughts and found himself to be staring at his ring. He was bound to these people now, what would they do if he turned back? What would Ofnir think?

No.

He pushed these thoughts away and pulled a small wine bottle from his bag. It was from the tavern, and he had never had the time to examine it before. The label was small and handwritten, and he couldn't make out much of it. And honestly, it didn't matter.

I think I have deserved this.

The elf raised the bottle to his mouth and drank it empty in one go. Quietly, he continued riding on with the group until Ofnir noticed something.
Could we get a GM update?
So..?
I really don't know what to post about, just assume Krus is doing Neimoidian stuff and hiding in his room or something..
I think it'd be safe to move on with the story.. :D

Also, I'm not sure if an elf even can catch a cold.
Here's a new sketch of everyone's favourite elf (sorry, Calariel)
I could maybe draw a few other characters as well..


Name: X8-11

Allegiance: The Institute

Race: Generation 3 Synth

Appearance:



Sex: Male

Age:

Physically X8 appears to be about 30 years old, but it's debatable how long he's been in operation. (Do synths age..?)

Inventory:

Courser uniform
Sunglasses
Scoped Institute laser rifle
2 automatic Institute pistols
150 fusion cells
Stealth Boy
Stimpak
Courser chip (Duh)

Backstory:

Like all gen 3 synths, X8 was created by the Institute's robotics department. The SRB quickly took notice of his intelligence and physical capabilities, and he was put through the brainwashing program known as courser training. Soon, the synth found himself to be an emotionless killing machine working in surface operations. His primary objective was to track down and kill Railroad agents, and he was fairly good at this - Until fully losing connection to his superiors during one operation. Quick investigation revealed that the Brotherhood of Steel had wiped out the entire Institute. X8 wanted revenge, and he wanted it badly..

Fallout: Tānfāng
Aelin




"Ah, yes. Breakfast. Food."

It seemed like Aelin had been lost in his thoughts ever since his last song had begun, and only the wizard's words were enough to pull him back to the moment. He quickly ate his portion of the food and stood up, ready to move on with the adventure.
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