Blenheim

Post deletion request

Would it be possible to delete the newest post by me on this thread please? Screwed up trying to edit something.

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Terrenum: The Great War (Fantasy/Realistic/Dice - Recruiting Applicants)

Yeah, I screwed up and duplicated my post instead of editing. Please scroll on.

Terrenum: The Great War (Fantasy/Realistic/Dice - Recruiting Applicants)

The group came to a staggered stop, Eomer standing a small distance behind the others and just stood there, equipment and supplies thrown not-so-gently on the ground and lay strewn at his feet; a small clatter ringing out as several metal items crashed into both the dirt path they'd been following and one another. After a slightly over exaggerated yawn and stretch,the badlander forraged around his waist pouch for a map before withdrawing a heavily beaten old thing, the likes of which was so outraged that the Elf was likely to be the only one who remembers when the land looked as such. Around the Badlands portion of the map, which was folded over and facing the rest of the group, each settlement was either circled or crossed out entirely (some having some words jotted in someones irreadable hand.

A few moments of silence passed before anything more was said, with only the animals hunting in the dusky light being heard until Eomer started speaking once again. "
We're somewhere around here (stabbed a finger onto the map quite roughly, before dragging his finger along the path they were following, stopping intermittently before carrying on again), and there are about 3 settlements we can get to before it gets too dark to travel farther safely. There is a village about a league from where I think we are, and a couple farms a little over a league after that if you'd prefer to forge on but risk being turned away" he said whilst glancing over the group, eyes longing slightly on the tiefling for slightly longer than he should've when finishing that sentence.

Terrenum: The Great War (Fantasy/Realistic/Dice - Recruiting Applicants)

All being well, I should be able to have my response up at like 2am tomorrow, probably write it on the flight back, can't wait to jump back into this!

Also please ignore both my posts. I tried editing the first to actually move it back a bit (posted to eagerly thinking others would move the story on faster than it actually was), and accidently reposted it instead of writing...

Terrenum: The Great War (Fantasy/Realistic/Dice - Recruiting Applicants)

@One Who Tames, you speak too kindly of me. It really shows you don't know me that well :p

Terrenum: The Great War (Fantasy/Realistic/Dice - Recruiting Applicants)

GM already knows this, and is ok with it, so I am just letting y'all know what's going on. I am abroad for the next two weeks, so replies to posts may be slower than expected as I don't know how much free time I have, but when I do get the time I will try. Have a good time, and I'll try to check in at every opportunity!

Terrenum: The Great War (Fantasy/Realistic/Dice - Recruiting Applicants)

Bandits? Eomer thought to himself, disposition changing slightly, looking somewhat uncomfortable, and a dark expression briefly flashing across his face. Bandits around Iron Harbour are normally smart enough to lay low, lest they are hunted down by guardsmen of the Castilian or even adventuring guilds being sent for by local settlements. They're either taking heavy losses from the familiar attacks and risking everything to survive, taking advantage of the local militias being rather preoccupied with other concerns, or... his thoughts trailed off momentarily, remembering the man in the pub. Or they're emboldened by the rumours of Reaper in the local area and are putting on a show to impress. Either way, these bandits could be a good way to gather more information about the rumours circulating.

His attention was quickly drawn back to the present at the mention of coinage, even if the vast majority wasn't theirs. His heart fluttered slightly as they were laid on the table, and he made to grab both items from the pristine desk but was beaten to the punch by Erevan. A distrustful glare followed,Eomer didn't think the elf caught this however. Still though, the travel money sack looked pretty much empty when Erevan picked it up, Not much for him to lose thankfully he thought bitterly. It wasn't their fault really, none of the three had necessarily done anything to slight the badlander, but in the Badlands you just learn to trust no one you don't know, and even most you do know too.

Erevan cockily called his comrades too follow him, however Eomer lingered a moment longer, even now he could tell the Elf was going to get on his nerves, the Caerbean too at this rate. "And us?" He asked, admittedly somewhat more aggressively than intended, he was just sick of this ragtag group's antics already. "Do we recieve any information on our compensation beforehand this time? Or are we just to hope that we find the reward satisfactory after the fact?".

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Is it really all about alcohol with you" Eomer grumbled quietly towards Ezlan, a scowl adorning his (slightly scarred) face. "We're not here for you to show off how well you can tell one set of booze from 'nother, we're all here because we want, and have the ability, to work".

It was true enough though, each of this group had been chosen for this, specifically, for some reason. He did have a suspicion however that the lady was hadn't finished speaking yet, or at the very least there was more to this task than what she said there was. Why else would they form a team of individuals, none of which he had worked with before and he assumed they hadn't either, if this wasn't something an already formed group could perform? He was excited however, a new place to explore, new challenges ahead, and something he had never experienced before: adventuring with another team of individuals.

He sent a sideways glance at each of his new companions, eyeing them up and judging each of them silentl, lingering especially long on the Caerbean. He assumed most of them had never served under a woman before, at least knowingly. Up north it was surprisingly common for a woman to head up a gang of bandits, with some being amongst the most sasadistic and twisted people this badlander had either met.

Word association Game!

Osiris

Terrenum: The Great War (Fantasy/Realistic/Dice - Recruiting Applicants)

So used to having characters exclaim stuff like "by the gods" haha. This could take some getting used to. I'll just have to ctrl+f when I finish writing just to double check.