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@LokiLeo789
Lorne watched as the strange man approached him, apparently ready to give him his final rites. He couldn't say it wasn't kind in a way. It wasn't wrong to assume such things, especially with the whole "I can fit my whole fist into my torso" issue, but the man apologized anyway... very strangely. It wasn't hard to assume from his strange dialect that he wasn't exactly from around here, yet another foreigner, alongside himself, the weird half-naked guy, and the guy outside waving the Runesword around, it was weird to have so many outsiders gathered in one place, but he supposed he was a sort of magnet for these types of things. He wasn't rotting away, so his amulet was okay, but he still grabbed for it just in case.
Grabbing for the closest table, he pulled himself to his feet nimbly and quickly, the whole hole in the chest thing not exactly posing an issue in that regard. He looked at the strange man's costume, it was... sort of practical, a sort of camouflage in a way, but he had no clue what benefit the giant antlers on his head could pose, unless he got on all fours and hung around a few bucks. Lorne wore a mostly brown-green outfit for that same reason, not that he was one to discuss camouflage what with the piercing white mask and all.
Lorne leaned on the table as he pulled a few burnt chunks of flesh out of his intestines and tried to figure out how exactly he was going to close himself up, giving the strange man a smile that was hidden behind his mask.
"Even if I am still alive, I have to thank you for being so willing to give a complete stranger his last rites. Now, I don't know if you saw it, but there is a man with The Runeblade...Runesword? Sword with letters on it out there, so perhaps staying around isn't the best option, just a hunch of mine," he informed the man as he drew the blade on his hip. Just in case.
Lorne watched as the strange man approached him, apparently ready to give him his final rites. He couldn't say it wasn't kind in a way. It wasn't wrong to assume such things, especially with the whole "I can fit my whole fist into my torso" issue, but the man apologized anyway... very strangely. It wasn't hard to assume from his strange dialect that he wasn't exactly from around here, yet another foreigner, alongside himself, the weird half-naked guy, and the guy outside waving the Runesword around, it was weird to have so many outsiders gathered in one place, but he supposed he was a sort of magnet for these types of things. He wasn't rotting away, so his amulet was okay, but he still grabbed for it just in case.
Grabbing for the closest table, he pulled himself to his feet nimbly and quickly, the whole hole in the chest thing not exactly posing an issue in that regard. He looked at the strange man's costume, it was... sort of practical, a sort of camouflage in a way, but he had no clue what benefit the giant antlers on his head could pose, unless he got on all fours and hung around a few bucks. Lorne wore a mostly brown-green outfit for that same reason, not that he was one to discuss camouflage what with the piercing white mask and all.
Lorne leaned on the table as he pulled a few burnt chunks of flesh out of his intestines and tried to figure out how exactly he was going to close himself up, giving the strange man a smile that was hidden behind his mask.
"Even if I am still alive, I have to thank you for being so willing to give a complete stranger his last rites. Now, I don't know if you saw it, but there is a man with The Runeblade...Runesword? Sword with letters on it out there, so perhaps staying around isn't the best option, just a hunch of mine," he informed the man as he drew the blade on his hip. Just in case.
Yeah, he's not the rebellion's overall leader, just an outside ally.
Bang in the quad collab post
We already have a ton of characters, when this concern was raised to the GM, she closed the thread, thus, it is presumably closed to all newcomers, no matter what the rules say.
@Avali
Kenan watched as the magical blast was easily deflected. He pursed his lips as he watched it fly off into a nearby building. Well, there went one method of attack.
Meanwhile, watching from the window of the tavern, Lorne watched as the man with the Runeblade entered a fight. He had seen that man before, their paths had crossed during one of his missions for the necromancer, this man thought himself a messiah or something, or at least that's what his entourage screamed wherever he went.
Lorne noticed a small light, hard to look at and bright like the sun reflecting off of the snow. Then it got bigger.
And then it got bigger.
Lorne barely had time to yell out before he took the blast right to the chest, knocking him off of his feet and leaving a watermelon-sized hole in his chest.
"I'm having a bad day."
Kenan watched the rune as it faded away. He didn't want to use it longer than necessary, but that meant that for now he was magic-less, and that didn't help when he was about as good at swordfighting as a dwarf was at staying sober. He lifted the Runeblade, hanging it over his shoulder, wandering aimlessly as if he were waiting for something.
"I'll admit, that was quick, I can't say I can move that fast," he rubbed a thumb under his nose. "You have skill, but I don't understand the point in making pointless threats, why would you ruin an honorable duel with insults? I don't get it."
Kenan watched as the magical blast was easily deflected. He pursed his lips as he watched it fly off into a nearby building. Well, there went one method of attack.
Meanwhile, watching from the window of the tavern, Lorne watched as the man with the Runeblade entered a fight. He had seen that man before, their paths had crossed during one of his missions for the necromancer, this man thought himself a messiah or something, or at least that's what his entourage screamed wherever he went.
Lorne noticed a small light, hard to look at and bright like the sun reflecting off of the snow. Then it got bigger.
And then it got bigger.
Lorne barely had time to yell out before he took the blast right to the chest, knocking him off of his feet and leaving a watermelon-sized hole in his chest.
"I'm having a bad day."
Kenan watched the rune as it faded away. He didn't want to use it longer than necessary, but that meant that for now he was magic-less, and that didn't help when he was about as good at swordfighting as a dwarf was at staying sober. He lifted the Runeblade, hanging it over his shoulder, wandering aimlessly as if he were waiting for something.
"I'll admit, that was quick, I can't say I can move that fast," he rubbed a thumb under his nose. "You have skill, but I don't understand the point in making pointless threats, why would you ruin an honorable duel with insults? I don't get it."
@Avali
Kenan let out a "hmmph" in response to the girl's proclamation that she was the heir to the throne of the entire kingdom. This was unexpected, and Kenan couldn't help but admit that he felt just a tad worried, nobility meant swordsmanship, a skill that Kenan had never mastered. If this girl was skilled, he could be in for a real challenge.
He couldn't let that worry show through, so he again raised his chin. He pulled the Runeblade out of the ground and held it at his side, gripping onto it with both hands in order to keep the massive beast of a sword from falling to the ground.
"I hadn't expected to meet royalty today, well, I would suggest that we resolve this peacefully but...
Kenan lifted the blade up and leveled the point at Grace, the Hagalaz rune glittering to life.
"Why would royalty listen to the 'leader of some cult'? Fight well princess, for if you slay me, you achieve an honor few have gained, and if you are slain, you receive an honorable death against a worthy foe."
Kenan lifted the blade to the skies, and then brought it down in a vertical slash, the blade trailing a crescent of yellow magic. This magic coalesced into a violent maelstrom of a ball that shot towards her.
Kenan let out a "hmmph" in response to the girl's proclamation that she was the heir to the throne of the entire kingdom. This was unexpected, and Kenan couldn't help but admit that he felt just a tad worried, nobility meant swordsmanship, a skill that Kenan had never mastered. If this girl was skilled, he could be in for a real challenge.
He couldn't let that worry show through, so he again raised his chin. He pulled the Runeblade out of the ground and held it at his side, gripping onto it with both hands in order to keep the massive beast of a sword from falling to the ground.
"I hadn't expected to meet royalty today, well, I would suggest that we resolve this peacefully but...
Kenan lifted the blade up and leveled the point at Grace, the Hagalaz rune glittering to life.
"Why would royalty listen to the 'leader of some cult'? Fight well princess, for if you slay me, you achieve an honor few have gained, and if you are slain, you receive an honorable death against a worthy foe."
Kenan lifted the blade to the skies, and then brought it down in a vertical slash, the blade trailing a crescent of yellow magic. This magic coalesced into a violent maelstrom of a ball that shot towards her.
@Avali
Kenan sat on horseback, relaxed, as he waited for the leader to present themselves. Thankfully he did not need to wait long, the town's apparent leader stood before him. A woman, despite it being common for women to hold positions of power across humanity's many kingdoms, he still found it strange, his own culture was incredibly patriarchal, nonetheless, he was pleased to have such a swift response.
Hoisting a leg over the horse, he hopped off the creature, still keeping the Runeblade hoisted up on his right shoulder. He stood at ease but lifted up his chin, on his already tall frame it made him appear authoritative in a way, or at least he hoped so, perhaps it didn't look as good as he hoped, he'd never been around a mirror for longer than a day or two.
"Greetings! I'm sure you're wondering why I've come, so I shall make this quick. I am Kenan, and this..." Kenan dropped the Runeblade off of his shoulder and stabbed it into the ground. "Is my weapon. I'm sure you've heard about it. But enough about that, I have come here to attempt to win you to my cause, the lords of this kingdom have abused their power for far too long, unjust rule breeds unjust opposition, but I aim to ensure that this realm is lorded over by a kind, caring ruler, and that those that come after are of the same breed. I don't wish to bring anyone any unwarranted harm, I just aim to see on whose side you lay, if you are with my revolution, then I am hopeful that we are able to fight alongside each-other, but if you continue to support this callous regime, then you shall garner no sympathy from me or my followers."
Kenan spoke with a powerful voice, with the harsh and yet still lyrical accent of the Northern peoples.
Kenan sat on horseback, relaxed, as he waited for the leader to present themselves. Thankfully he did not need to wait long, the town's apparent leader stood before him. A woman, despite it being common for women to hold positions of power across humanity's many kingdoms, he still found it strange, his own culture was incredibly patriarchal, nonetheless, he was pleased to have such a swift response.
Hoisting a leg over the horse, he hopped off the creature, still keeping the Runeblade hoisted up on his right shoulder. He stood at ease but lifted up his chin, on his already tall frame it made him appear authoritative in a way, or at least he hoped so, perhaps it didn't look as good as he hoped, he'd never been around a mirror for longer than a day or two.
"Greetings! I'm sure you're wondering why I've come, so I shall make this quick. I am Kenan, and this..." Kenan dropped the Runeblade off of his shoulder and stabbed it into the ground. "Is my weapon. I'm sure you've heard about it. But enough about that, I have come here to attempt to win you to my cause, the lords of this kingdom have abused their power for far too long, unjust rule breeds unjust opposition, but I aim to ensure that this realm is lorded over by a kind, caring ruler, and that those that come after are of the same breed. I don't wish to bring anyone any unwarranted harm, I just aim to see on whose side you lay, if you are with my revolution, then I am hopeful that we are able to fight alongside each-other, but if you continue to support this callous regime, then you shall garner no sympathy from me or my followers."
Kenan spoke with a powerful voice, with the harsh and yet still lyrical accent of the Northern peoples.
Also it's kinda the point of his character to be overly important and a bit overpowered, he's literally barbarian Jesus.
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