CustardSlice

Guild of Dishonor

Want me to be some guards/trouble up ahead to help things move along and get people interacting a bit more? :D

Guild of Dishonor

@Raptra@KatherinWinter I really don’t mind, was just a thought, though I suppose if we just start rping a little more and making the story move a bit faster then people will stick with it or join in later :) they’re about to start something, there will always be something else that people can jump into if they can’t ‘make it’ to this one :):)

Guild of Dishonor

I know this sounds really stupid and may be counterproductive.. but could it be worth starting a new thread with the ones still in it and starting from the point of they are all meeting today to go steal - with those of us left we could pair up.. we could just jump straight into the raid and then have the characters can meet up to split the loot at the end? Then we can start moving on with the rp? We can leave a link here for the others to jump back in later if they want to but it might be a way to have a fresh start and get the ball rolling a bit?

Guild of Dishonor

I still want to..

The Rather Disreputable Folk of Ketterdam- |CLOSED|

Sounds interesting, mind if I post a cs tomorrow?

Guild of Dishonor

@KatherinWinter yeah definitely! Wishing work away for the holidays atm! Anyone else looking forward to them as much as me??

Guild of Dishonor

Still here and posted :) Work is hard :(

Guild of Dishonor

It took what felt like years for Ratte to fall asleep and then as soon as she did fall asleep, she was awoken by the sunlight piercing through the thin hangings over the window. She had been dreaming about swimming in gold and jewels, surrounded by voluptuous women and guards attempting to skewer her with swords, spears and arrows. She blinked unevenly and ran a hand through her hair. She felt her stomach begin to tingle and quickly dressed herself. She couldn't help it - she was excited.

She had been scheming almost all night long and now was the moment they had all been waiting for. She pulled on and laced up her boots, concealed a small dagger in her left boot and tucked her lock-picking set into the pouch on her belt. She grabbed her hooded cape and left quickly. She made her way down to the rendezvous point and scowled, looking for a vaguely familiar face to know that she needed to get started.

Asylum for Supernaturals

I’m interested in this :)

Guild of Dishonor

Ratte smirked slightly to herself, taking Roxy’s comment as a compliment and she pushed herself from the wall, stepping forward slightly. She eyed the rest of the group and a niggling sense of distrust began to sprout up in the back of her mind. She had always worked alone, or preferred it anyway. When she had worked with others it had backfired more often than not and now she was facing a huge group with a lot at stake and therefore lot of risk. She wandered forward and looked into the eyes of the criminals around her before throwing a glance back over her shoulder at Roxy. “I suppose we’d better start getting the more important information down then. If this is going to work then we’ll need some structure and understanding of each other. I for one don’t want anyone to fuck this up. I’m feeling a big weekend of drink and women, so I know I want that gold. When and where is it Roxy?”