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I have no intention of finishing this at this time but I'm going to post what I had anyway up until I stopped writing. If you need to talk to me you now how.


@SSW

Okay Letter suggested I @ you for this.

See I have an idea for a servant, I just don't want to post anything and find out it's not compatible. I learned that lesson in another of Letter's RPs.

Want me to put it here, or is a PM better?
Somewhere in Baffin Bay, Greenland
0249 Hours


Eric walked into the torpedo room of the sub. He grabbed a handhold as the sub rocked. And he heard tinly though the radio one of the submariners had turned up on his webbing, "The SDV team has been released. They're moving, closing outer doors and dumping water intake. Front team on your go." Eric nodded, "Help me with this." He called as he pushed his mission kit bag first into the modified insertion torpedo. They said this shit is movie grade, and no one had ever actually tried it. Well it was better then swimming all the way there.

The torpedo is just barely wider then he is. And he has to squirm and squish his way inside, he can feel his kit bag down between his legs. He nods, and gives a thumbs up as he lays back, "Seal me up and push me in boys." The men nod, heaving the plate up back into place. A hiss and pish of air as it's sealed and the 2 hour oxygen supply inside the torpedo begins to pump. He beeps his radio, "Osprey here. Sealing complete. Captain, ready when you are." The captain replies, "We got you Osprey, say Eric...about Markus..." Eric gulped, "I'll tell you what I remember later. Still raw for me too, just know your cousin...he died doing what he was meant to do. Cleaning up the filth of the world." He heaved a shaky breath and grabbed the bracing holds inside the torpedo, he didn't want to bash his head against the upper cone of this thing. The torpedo shifted and he heard the clang and crank of the breach door closing. The hiss as water filtered in.

And then for a moment or two all is chaos. The first woosh of the firing mechanism, the tumble as the torpedo's engine starts and leveling out as the fins catch. And he's off. The SDV left about 15 mnutes ahead of him, but in a short moment he's catching up, draws along side, and briefly Nolan watches as a dark grey tube with a trailing cavitation wave speeds by. He laughs, "Holy shit." He gestures ahead with his arm, "There goes Eric." He laughs his voice sounding tinny in his rebreather, "That boy has the biggest balls I've ever seen I'm surprised that Torpedo hasn't sunk yet." He pulled himself up out of the SDV, strapping his things on and started to kick, "He'll be there and moving long before we get there."

Elsewhere Carl finished the last bits of his kitting up. And followed his teammates outside. Victor already standing out in the cold grinning. And looking ready to bring hell. Carl nods, reaching over and slapping Jenny and Ross on the shoulders, "No hesitation, no troubles. We all got this. With the snipers, the inflitrator, and those two." He nodded to Natalie and Victor, "We can do anything. Taking back a freezing cold black on black base in the middle of the frozen north? This will be an operation we'll always remember." He nods and hopped up into their chopper. Victor roars out to the mercs, and army grunts, "Nolan, Andrew and Eric are the tip of the spear. We're the following edge the edge that kills. Leave no doubt. Leave nothing behind. Hoo-rah!"
Huh okay. Still don't have this down 100% but I think I understand it. I'd be interested to give it a go.
@Aristocles

He lives! Praise the Dark Gods!
One last time then.

Roles perhaps.

Beyond:

A captain, or pilot

Deck hands

Bosun

Special consideration for specialists eg. Cannoneers, Shanty Singers/muscians, navigators

What we wouldn't need are blood thirsty pirates and the like.

Vikingr:

Run of the mill Dane-men, Norse men are always welcome. Your basic viking, with axe or spear, shield and leather armor and a kick ass beard and hair cut, or even a strong and strong willed shield maiden, beautiful but deadly.

As I'd like to give this RP a slight fantasy twist. I'll give consideration to a spell-singing Skald, or curse-biting flyter. A siedr weaving shaman is also welcome.

Berserkers you may ask? I'd be willing to have one in the player party, though there would be others as NPCs. But you'd need to give me a really good believable background to the Berserker player character.

I am also willing to entertain the idea of a single thegn among the player party. Rich Dane-man with mail and helm and sword and shield.
I don't like bumping topics. But just a few times then.

RP ideas maybe?

Beyond the Edge:

Finding a Atlantis like sea nation

A multi day escape from a pirate/privateer vessel

An encounter with a classic sea monster, was thinking either a Lusca or a sea dragon.

A Vikingr:

Starting with the Heathen Army attack on the Northumbrian fyrd.

Then from there having the army fracture up to begin raiding. The player group consisting of the players and a number of NPCs would be free to raid Northumbrian and North Mercia, before heading south and finding more looting oppurtunities.

While down there a moment of looting leads to the discovery of ancient tomes speaking of strange curses and great treasure hidden by dark things.
@Kenshi

Well if that's interest, that's one vote for A Vikingr there then.
Two ideas. I intend to only run one, so I want to put the ideas forth. See if either get any interest. They may seem fairly similiar but they are playing to quite different play styles.

Beyond the Edge


A distant star, a distant time.

The Elders say we've explored all the world. From shore to shore. Our tall ships ply the rivers, and the lakes and the cool green and blue waters from north to south. Our World is known to us.

It's true.

But well there are old seaman's stories. That no one has ever been further then 55 Nautical miles from the ocean shores. Only far enough to the Outer Islands. The old stories they tell tales of distant lands. Lands on no map, lands that no one has been too in our known annals.

And everyone was quite happy to let that stands for years.

Until one day in a sailing town on the west shores, a flyer is put up anonymously.

Seeking Brave souls.

We sail for the edge of the map and beyond.

Be you corsair, merchantman, or Old Tar

All are welcome

Seek out the Lady Syren


A crew and a ship, perhaps a foolish adventure, maybe it'd be back within a week finding nothing.

Or maybe out beyond the edge of the map they'd find new an amazing things that we could never imagine.

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A Vikingr


Ragnar Lothbrok is dead. The Great King of the Danes is dead!

So the skalds sing for days and nights. He lays dead. Distinguished upon crushed velvet. Many pay homage before the great king was buried like the old kings. Set afloat on a longship and it being lit aflame by a volley of flaming arrows.

After a few months though the songs fo King Ragnar are sung few and far between, but new songs and news is known. The Ragnarsson's call for any good Dane or Norseman. They seek too avenge Ragnar Lothbrok, and teach the Saxon's that they cannot humilate Nations and expect to be left without reprecussion.

An army, a great one indeed, is called. Many long ships. Many warriors.

The Skalds sing, and many will answer.

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Okay. So a little more details.

Beyond the Edge will be a long term tall ship exploration story, a highly fantasized journey to the New World, in a fantasy setting. It will be slow and it will not be filled with great action. But there will be fantasy moments and plays on mystery.

Seakings, mysterious waters, and great ocean monsters. As well as fantastic moments of discovery.

Inspired by things like Fallen London, Sunless Sea, and various lovecraftian and mariner legends and stories.

Meanwhile A Vikingr, scratches a personal itch, a play on the Viking age of history, with a slight fantasy twist. Viking sorcerors, shamans spinning curses, berserkers and great hosts of bearded men and golden hair battle maids charging the fields and writing an alternate history.

Players can and will die, maybe come back to live and die again. Great fantasy beasts borne of legend may stalk the land.

Starting with the march of the Great Heathen Army, lead by the Sons of Ragnar before venturing deep into legend, myth and fantasy.

Neither RP will be more then 4 to maybe 6 players. 4 or 5 perferably.

If there are questions then please ask them and I'll do my best to answer it. Maybe not to your satisfaction but I will answer.
You know what I'm not too knowledgable about the Mass Effect world but this seems interesting so I'll keep an eye on this.
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