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STATUS: Latin hasnt been updated or even patched in YEARS! the developers are really slacking.. at least there's no loot boxes though. 7 yrs ago
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Latin hasnt been updated or even patched in YEARS! the developers are really slacking.. at least there's no loot boxes though.
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Waking up with a headache is one of the worst feelings..
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Day 3 of snow in eastern North Carolina. It brings me boundless joy
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its snowing in NC!!! :D
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Christmas is much less charming as an adult than as a child.
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I'm only going to control the Dremora and Karnog, as well as a few of the inactive characters. You're free to engage at will.
TheObsidianWolf said
I feel this is a more than adequate response to that. XD
I find your lack of faith... disturbing.
Name: Ralynx
Gender: Male
Age:21
Animal: Wolf
Appearance: Ralynx is an average 5'9" with a lean athletic build. His hair is a dark brown, short and unkempt in a somewhat wild manner, as if he had permanent bed hair the boys eyes are a deep brown as well. Ralynx can normally be seen wearing a loose fitting long sleeved tunic and trousers with a pair of light boots barely suitable for field work.
While in his Animal form, his eyes turn yellow and canine and his teeth grow to match the ferocity of his gaze. His hands and feet change ever so slightly to resemble that of a Wolf though he maintains his thumbs and sports claws. Along with those transformations that increase his sight, speed, and agility, Ralynx's ears become pointed and allow for better hearing. He also grows a wolf like tail though it doesn't provide any benefit, a trait that he attempts to conceal. Sense of smell is also heightened. While in his Animal form, Ralynx becomes very much the hunter one would expect from a Wolf.
Bio: Ralynx lead a fairly normal childhood early on. Save for his fondness of the full moon. He preferred the night over the day, particularly on the full moon or other moonlit nights. His parents thought nothing of it. The boy was normally calm but when agitated could become quite aggressive. Again, his parents thought nothing of it.
It was shortly after his 15th birthday that the full moon appeared in the sky. He'd taken to courting a girl his age from the village and lead her into the woods to show her one of his favorite places to go. A small clearing giving a clear view of the moon and stars with a fallen log to act as a bench. So they sat together, talking, laughing, and enjoying each others company. A movement on the other side of the clearing caught his attention. There were several animal figures moving in the tree line. Ralynx noted their yellow eyes and knew that they were wolves. He put himself between the girl and the pack to protect her.. then the Alpha male howled. That's when it happened, his first transformation. It was not a pleasant experience and he fell to the ground screaming. The girl ran to him and knelt down, trying to comfort him. Ralynx looked up at her with pain filled yellow eyes. Eyes of a wolf. His hands formed claws and his teeth grew! the girl screamed and ran. That was the last thing he saw before he blacked out.
ralynx awoke a few minutes later to find himself surrounded by the wolf pack. They stared at him not with the eyes of predators but as if they acknowledged him. Since that night, he has lived a dual life in the woods with the pack and in a separate village for he dare not go back to his home lest he be recognized and executed.
Gender: Male
Age:21
Animal: Wolf
Appearance: Ralynx is an average 5'9" with a lean athletic build. His hair is a dark brown, short and unkempt in a somewhat wild manner, as if he had permanent bed hair the boys eyes are a deep brown as well. Ralynx can normally be seen wearing a loose fitting long sleeved tunic and trousers with a pair of light boots barely suitable for field work.
While in his Animal form, his eyes turn yellow and canine and his teeth grow to match the ferocity of his gaze. His hands and feet change ever so slightly to resemble that of a Wolf though he maintains his thumbs and sports claws. Along with those transformations that increase his sight, speed, and agility, Ralynx's ears become pointed and allow for better hearing. He also grows a wolf like tail though it doesn't provide any benefit, a trait that he attempts to conceal. Sense of smell is also heightened. While in his Animal form, Ralynx becomes very much the hunter one would expect from a Wolf.
Bio: Ralynx lead a fairly normal childhood early on. Save for his fondness of the full moon. He preferred the night over the day, particularly on the full moon or other moonlit nights. His parents thought nothing of it. The boy was normally calm but when agitated could become quite aggressive. Again, his parents thought nothing of it.
It was shortly after his 15th birthday that the full moon appeared in the sky. He'd taken to courting a girl his age from the village and lead her into the woods to show her one of his favorite places to go. A small clearing giving a clear view of the moon and stars with a fallen log to act as a bench. So they sat together, talking, laughing, and enjoying each others company. A movement on the other side of the clearing caught his attention. There were several animal figures moving in the tree line. Ralynx noted their yellow eyes and knew that they were wolves. He put himself between the girl and the pack to protect her.. then the Alpha male howled. That's when it happened, his first transformation. It was not a pleasant experience and he fell to the ground screaming. The girl ran to him and knelt down, trying to comfort him. Ralynx looked up at her with pain filled yellow eyes. Eyes of a wolf. His hands formed claws and his teeth grew! the girl screamed and ran. That was the last thing he saw before he blacked out.
ralynx awoke a few minutes later to find himself surrounded by the wolf pack. They stared at him not with the eyes of predators but as if they acknowledged him. Since that night, he has lived a dual life in the woods with the pack and in a separate village for he dare not go back to his home lest he be recognized and executed.
It would seem I am the anomaly here, then. It is with a heavy heart I must inform you all that I am a devout follower of the Sith Code.
That would depend on our phantom GM =0
The remainder of the trip was uneventful and quiet and the weather was fair. After only a few hours of traveling on the road, the group veered off into the forest. Birds chirped and a soft breeze rustled through the trees and bushes, in the distance Deer could be seen.To anyone else it would be a beautiful day to travel but for the group it was likely much different. None other than Dralith had fought Daedra before and it was clear in their eyes to what their thoughts drifted to. The prospect of fighting creatures of Oblivion was both terrifying and exciting, perhaps one or the other for some of them. Noticeably the clouds darkened to a shade of red not unlike the color of blood and an air of danger crept through the trees. A small rise topped with rocks lay ahead and Dralith fell into a crouch, motioning for the group to do the same. Though not all of them were adept at stealth it would do them good not to stand tall and reveal themselves quite yet. The Hero of Kvatch crept up to the rocks and peered over to observe the gate.
It was an archway made of rough, cracked stone with spines on its flanks. Large obsidian spikes the size of a man rose from the ground around it and seemed to be tipped with thick blood. The gateway itself was like a wreath of living flames trying to escape and burn the land. Truly a chilling sight. Eight red robed and hooded figures stood before the gate, keeping watch. There was a ninth individual.. upon closer examination however, it was far from mortal. It wore armor that resembled a set of spiked black Plate that had been splattered with the blood of countless enemies. The creatures skin was a dark shade of red and two small horns protruded from its head. A Dremora. It carried only a simple Elven Claymore. A low ranked Churl.
Dralith ducked back behind the rock. "I count nine total. The ones in red robes are Mythic Dawn Cultists. Little threat but don't underestimate them. The ninth is a Dremora Churl." He gestured for them to take a peek for themselves to see their enemy. "Take a good look. There will be plenty of those within the gate. Karnog. This one I leave to you, everyone else take care of the Cultists."
The big Orc grunted and nodded his approval after taking a look. Karnog was eager to test his might against the creature. "And where will you be in all of this?" He asked.
Dralith grinned. "Why, I shall be right here, observing your performance." The Dunmer chuckled then peered over the rocks once more, his expression returning to that of a focused killer. "Be careful and watch eachothers backs down there."
With a nod and a grin of his own, Karnog leaped over the rocks with his axe in hand. With partial reluctance, and some excitement, others followed him or skirted around to fight from a more advantageous position for their skills.
It was an archway made of rough, cracked stone with spines on its flanks. Large obsidian spikes the size of a man rose from the ground around it and seemed to be tipped with thick blood. The gateway itself was like a wreath of living flames trying to escape and burn the land. Truly a chilling sight. Eight red robed and hooded figures stood before the gate, keeping watch. There was a ninth individual.. upon closer examination however, it was far from mortal. It wore armor that resembled a set of spiked black Plate that had been splattered with the blood of countless enemies. The creatures skin was a dark shade of red and two small horns protruded from its head. A Dremora. It carried only a simple Elven Claymore. A low ranked Churl.
Dralith ducked back behind the rock. "I count nine total. The ones in red robes are Mythic Dawn Cultists. Little threat but don't underestimate them. The ninth is a Dremora Churl." He gestured for them to take a peek for themselves to see their enemy. "Take a good look. There will be plenty of those within the gate. Karnog. This one I leave to you, everyone else take care of the Cultists."
The big Orc grunted and nodded his approval after taking a look. Karnog was eager to test his might against the creature. "And where will you be in all of this?" He asked.
Dralith grinned. "Why, I shall be right here, observing your performance." The Dunmer chuckled then peered over the rocks once more, his expression returning to that of a focused killer. "Be careful and watch eachothers backs down there."
With a nod and a grin of his own, Karnog leaped over the rocks with his axe in hand. With partial reluctance, and some excitement, others followed him or skirted around to fight from a more advantageous position for their skills.
Yes indeed.
Quite so I'm afraid.
Quite so :P a little insight couldn't hurt. I've already got my character pretty much figured out I'd just like a solid setting to place him.
I'd guessed that as well but I would like to be certain. Don't want to look the fool you know?
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