I'm an Interdiscplinary BA, searching for a job in the current market, and this site has been my introduction to role-play. I prefer medieval and/or sci-fi roleplays and am a fan of Star Trek, Star Wars, RWBY, Fire Emblem Awakening, Superheroes, and Fairy Tail.
Yes, Ashe is accepted. Go ahead and submit her when you're ready.
As for how skills are acquired, it depends on the story and roleplay. Based on the character's choices and actions, they can gain new skills or develop in other ways. Gwyneria for instance gained a heightened ability to detect subtle uses of magic due to her actions during the arena when doing her best to figure out what exact spells other spellcasters were using.
It would therefore be up to Spiffy and I what exactly would cause the growth and what exactly would effect that growth, but being able to roll for other's luck would be intriguing for her to have, so if she showed the character to use something like that, she might gain that ability. The other might depend on how bad her rolls are.
@Steel Legion Spiffy and I discussed things. While you'd need to wait until after the other two are introduced to become part of the story since this is done Lord of the Rings style, you are welcome to join in still. It could be interesting to have a non-combat character.
@Steel Legion While we appreciate that, we are only looking for two new players. If you really want to join in and someone else bails out, you could be among the first we'd contact. But please be aware of that.
@Timemaster Co-GM here. Ashe looks good on my end. I would say that we would be happy to let you roll the results then let us know. We could certainly work with those backstory elements as well.
“Hey-Ho, Jim, Felix!” The captain yelled down to the two men leaning against the ship side. “I don’t pay you for your lolly-gagging! Up the rigging and set the sail!”
“Aye, aye, Captain!” The shorter man grinned, playfully saluting before he nimbly rushed up the mast.
The taller man sighed loudly, "Aye captain.." He slowly pushed against the ship side and walked toward the rigging for the sail. His posture sagged at the shoulders and his neck was bent forward. His face had a tired, bored expression on it. How he got the job Cicero couldn't guess.
“Come on, slow poke.” The short one called down to the other one. “Last one up gets the weevils.”
Gwyn blinked. “Weevils?”
Cicero cocked his head, "I hope they're not on my cot."
The taller man shook his head and began to climb until he reached his compatriot. "One day you're going to get yourself hurt moving so fast."
The small one just grinned, looking back at him. "It won't be so bad." Then he swung out to the rigging and started unfurling the sails. "You'll be there to catch me."
The two went about doing their business as Cicero leaned over the side of the ship for a few minutes. He stared at the waves deep in thought, "So...Who do you think that hooded figure is then?"
Gwyn furrowed her brow, joining him in looking over the water. “The one that encouraged you into the tournament in the first place? Would we have enough knowledge to even guess?” A hand started fiddling with some loose strands in her hair. “True, we can be sure that he’s a powerful sorcerer and that somehow he teleported your blade into the king’s chest. But other than that, we cannot be sure who he is, what he is, what his motives are, or why the king seemed to perhaps recognize his work.”
Gwyn’s roll: 1d20 + 0 = 8. Fail
Maybe if she had more of that potion from before, she could…She shook her head. How could that possibly help here?
Cicero sighed, "Do any of your contacts in magic have a way of discerning this type of thing? Certainly a mage of his level could not remain concealed forever. Perhaps there is a list of most powerful users somewhere." He turned to Gwyn empathetically, "Pray tell me there is.."
She pursed her lips. “It would depend on where he studied, and if he was open with the amount of power…I’m not sure I could even rely on my own contacts, as they are. My peers and professors are by and large still within Ispar. They may not care that much about what happens in Alvion, but if they still may care about, my being branded a criminal…” Her eyes went out into the horizon, growing distant in its stare.
Cicero turned again to the waves and rubbed his eyes in frustration, "Perhaps there's some thread tying his exploits. Rhakkar the demonfolk is all I can think of. Roh was savaged by their ilk. A faint lead to be sure, but the only one we've got.."
"Yes…Do you think they would know?"
"Perhaps." He replied, "We can only try."
She blinked. “Oh, certainly with them…My apologies, I was wondering about someone else.”
Cicero looked inquisitively, "Who do you mean?"
“My parents…” She pursed her lips. “Of course, I don’t know if they’d even know. It’s not like they are the type who’d commonly look at bounties and the like. But if they heard news that I was on the run after a king’s assassination...How would they even respond to that? Would they believe it? Decry it as false? Would they worry I was mixed up in some dark crowd? They were worried when I told them I wanted to explore the world on my own. This could only prove those worries correct.”
Cicero scratched his 5 o clock shadow, "Where are they now? Could we get ahold of them?"
“...They should still be at home, in Ispar.” She looked to him. “Surely we couldn’t just send them a letter.”
He frowned, "Without it being intercepted…unsure. Don't you mages have some kind of hand wavy magic message powers to relay pertinent information? I don't know. Like a family heirloom you can make glow or whatnot!?" He shrugged struggling for some idea that would help their predicament. He really had very little idea about how magic worked. It seemed like something that would take years to understand even the most rudimentary theories about it.
She blinked, then let out a laugh. “No-No…That sort of thing typically requires a seeing stone of some kind. Or many, many, many more years of study and learning.” Then she shook herself. “I do know some that could speak right into others’ minds. But that required either years of knowing the other person, the other person to be nearby, and/or having the innate sense on how to do so in the first place. That I never had, though I do hope to see if I could figure it out eventually. None of that though would help with contacting my parents.”
Cicero frowned. He scratched his chin again in thought. Then his eyes widened, "How about a coded message? Something only your parents would understand, but knew was you."
Gwyn hummed. “Perhaps…Thank you.”
“Come on, Jim!” The hobbit shouted from up above. “If I didn’t know better, I’d mistake you for a land-lubber!”
Jim grunted in response as he yanked the sail with surprising force. It seemed that if he put in the effort he could accomplish a lot.
Cicero glanced back from the two sailors and replied, "Well, we're in this together aren't we?" His tone was serious, but his face was kind.
“Yes…” She swallowed, then rested a hand on his on the railing. “We’re in this together.”
He took hold of her hand firmly and smiled. Her's seemed so small and delicate in his, yet he sensed a faint energy emanating within. Like the power of a storm, or whirlwind, lied dormant just under the surface. Ready to be unleashed at her command. The same power could be used for good or I'll, yet Cicero knew very little about her. That will come in time. He thought. They were on a life and death journey together. Their destinies forever intertwined. Without a doubt, the Kingdoms would never be the same because of it. He was sure they would get to know one another over the weeks, months or years ahead?
Suddenly he heard the shout of the Captain which snapped him out of his musings, "We've got fair winds behind our backs lads! We shan't be too long now!" He cackled boisterously.
With that the sails furled fully, catching the wind fully as the ship sliced through the sea. The seagulls called out their goodbyes, and the two were on their way to other shores. To clear their name, and find out what lay ahead.
Because if it is, I'd be interested in joining. My choices would be between a Kugawa Sollen mercenary of the Junchiro tribe who simply seeks adventure and to help others, a Naasaki Crow Laguz who was captured, enslaved, sold to Yvelstor mines, but keeps escaping and would join the quest for the Dawn artifact if granted his freedom afterwards, or a Faye mage who simply seeks to learn and to prove to those within the kingdom that mages aren't monsters.
Marigold huffed, standing near Bancroft who'd she'd run beside. "As if any vermin lord would honor that..." She muttered under her breath.
Surely these Abby folk wouldn't be gullible enough to fall for this ruse. Vermin 'lieges' never kept their word. And to give up that sword...Mother told her those stories before, though she could barely recollect them now. But the sword of Redwall, that always triumphed over any foe that fought against the abbey. If they just gave up that, how could they defend themselves?
Covertly, she crouched down, then rested an arrow into her bow and waited. When the time was right, she'd be ready.
I'm still here as well. With my Marigold who likely had before suspected that Redwall was a vermin fort before (or was simply so hyperaware of her immediate surroundings as to not realize the fort was right there within running distance...)
"A, A hedgehog?!" She frowned, looking closer. Then she notched her bow and arrows away, then started down the large tree. Her jumps were slow at first, until she finally saw them clearly There indeed, was a hedgehog. Along with a mouse with a nick in his ear. She swallowed. Was that her doing? "So I now see..." Then she started jumping quickly from branch to branch before she came to gracefully land beside them. "My apologies. I didn't realize any good beasts were even near here..." She looked back to the sky, towards the raptor going to that fortress that had long been in the distance. She'd thought it must have been some old ruin, but if they were worried about people over there..."Won't they know to hide in your, abbey?"
"How'd I know you're fair?!" Marigold cursed herself, then went to clamber higher into the trees. "Stay, stay back! If you're vermin, the next arrow won't miss!" Her heart thudded in her throat. What if they weren't vermin? Oh gosh, had she about killed some goodbeast? But if they were vermin...Though, did vermin even team up with raptors?
...The raptor! She stopped at the next branch and looked up into the sky as she realized she was a good deal nearer to that threat. She skittered back down and behind the tree from it, then readied her bow again. Trapped, she was trapped! Potential vermin below, a raptor above...Whichever tried to take her, she wouldn't go without a fight.
Hi.
I'm an Interdiscplinary BA, searching for a job in the current market, and this site has been my introduction to role-play. I prefer medieval and/or sci-fi roleplays and am a fan of Star Trek, Star Wars, RWBY, Fire Emblem Awakening, Superheroes, and Fairy Tail.
<div style="white-space:pre-wrap;">Hi. <br><br>I'm an Interdiscplinary BA, searching for a job in the current market, and this site has been my introduction to role-play. I prefer medieval and/or sci-fi roleplays and am a fan of Star Trek, Star Wars, RWBY, Fire Emblem Awakening, Superheroes, and Fairy Tail.</div>
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