That sounds like a good system. We could end up of having families famous for certain skills
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I'm in
Sweet I can't wait to explore it :)
Highly interested
I'm quite interested in playing a vampire from a less renowned house
Name: Antony Ropewood
Age:18 (looks younger)
Skills: Smart and quick on his feet.
Weakness: Paranoid & Anti-social
Age:18 (looks younger)
Skills: Smart and quick on his feet.
Weakness: Paranoid & Anti-social
If there is still space, I'm interested
I guess I'll consider it the start of potential future abilites.
On that note can you all read the colours I used? and is everyone okay with Art talking to Harrow it's not really an ability but I kinda thought that as noble arms have names and exist in the users mind it wouldn't be so strange for at least some of them to talk back.
It was Art's first day back at Trinidad and he sure was glad to get away from Yellowknife it was a sleepy town in the middle of nowhere. That coupled with his father managing his private training had made his holiday a living nightmare. Art did have to admit his father had an eye for spoting weakness and Art had certainly improved alot since the end of first year. But that didn't make him happy about losing all his freedom.
Art was walking though the crowd when the fight had started. He had hadn't even registered he was busy memorising his new timetable. When suddenly he heard the pained screams and noted the arrows sticking out of the collasped students. Art eyes quickly scanned the area and slipped away from the scene developing nearby.
Finally a safe distance away Art leaned against a nearby wall a slight panic clouding his thoughts"I didn't even see it coming" Art thought to himself. It served as a painful reminder that he had along way to go. His fathers words sprang to mind
"Speed is your weakness Art, if you don't improve that you'll have no hope in a real fight.A chilled angry had slowly seeped into Art. It reminded him that he while he was slowly escaping his past he had alot left to prove.
A thought that was not his own seeped into his mind."I wouldn't worry too much little one. We are both still learning what we can truly do and this is only our second year."
"I know Harrow i'm just frustrated, it's probably just the jet lag getting to me."
"Well this might cheer you up History seems to be your first lesson today."
A small smile grew and Art slowly began making his way towards his class. Art was unsure if he was the only one who could talk to his noble arms, However, he was sure that not everyone did. Seeing many students accidently leaveing their noble arms laying around proved that. They did disappear after awhile, but Harrow would be enraged by the disrespect. Art had never mentioned it to anyone it was his most treasured secret and he hid a great number of things.
Art was walking though the crowd when the fight had started. He had hadn't even registered he was busy memorising his new timetable. When suddenly he heard the pained screams and noted the arrows sticking out of the collasped students. Art eyes quickly scanned the area and slipped away from the scene developing nearby.
Finally a safe distance away Art leaned against a nearby wall a slight panic clouding his thoughts"I didn't even see it coming" Art thought to himself. It served as a painful reminder that he had along way to go. His fathers words sprang to mind
"Speed is your weakness Art, if you don't improve that you'll have no hope in a real fight.A chilled angry had slowly seeped into Art. It reminded him that he while he was slowly escaping his past he had alot left to prove.
A thought that was not his own seeped into his mind."I wouldn't worry too much little one. We are both still learning what we can truly do and this is only our second year."
"I know Harrow i'm just frustrated, it's probably just the jet lag getting to me."
"Well this might cheer you up History seems to be your first lesson today."
A small smile grew and Art slowly began making his way towards his class. Art was unsure if he was the only one who could talk to his noble arms, However, he was sure that not everyone did. Seeing many students accidently leaveing their noble arms laying around proved that. They did disappear after awhile, but Harrow would be enraged by the disrespect. Art had never mentioned it to anyone it was his most treasured secret and he hid a great number of things.
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