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Definitly interested, wanted the game but am too cheap to get it.
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What kind of pet dinosaur would a dragon have?
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I just found out that most of the other wolf species in north america were actually coywolves, or close enough to it. What the heck!?
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Why yes, I'm a wolf. Why do you ask?
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What's on my mind? Food, I guess.
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Samael was stunned. Armond couldn't actually think this would workHis eyes widened as he realized what his client was doing. Of all the worst things that he could possibly do, this was one of the worst! Samael could feel what little respect he had for Armond vanishing, almost as if it never existed. What was worse, Samael couldn't fine himself trusting this band of idiots at all. especially with Armond forcing himself in to such an easy position to sneak up on him from. Samael started to move, but Armond stopped him.
"Stand fast, Samael, I do not care if these become covered in grime and dirt. It means nothing to me anymore."
"Grime and dirt!? You-" the bodyguard started, but then caught himself. He wouldn't care if Armond started to go mud wrestling, but this was one move that would get him killed if he wasn't paying attention. He knew from experiance that it was too easy to take advantage of someone bowing. Despite thisSamael faltered for a moment, then reluctantly sat back down. If Armond wanted to make a move like this, it shouldn't be his problem. It was still unnerving when your client decided that nobody was going to try and sneak up behind him, even if they hired a bodyguard to watch their back for them. His hands unconsciously drifted towards his kamas as he watched the others for their reaction.
"Stand fast, Samael, I do not care if these become covered in grime and dirt. It means nothing to me anymore."
"Grime and dirt!? You-" the bodyguard started, but then caught himself. He wouldn't care if Armond started to go mud wrestling, but this was one move that would get him killed if he wasn't paying attention. He knew from experiance that it was too easy to take advantage of someone bowing. Despite thisSamael faltered for a moment, then reluctantly sat back down. If Armond wanted to make a move like this, it shouldn't be his problem. It was still unnerving when your client decided that nobody was going to try and sneak up behind him, even if they hired a bodyguard to watch their back for them. His hands unconsciously drifted towards his kamas as he watched the others for their reaction.
What would you people of RPG say to a nice Monster Hunter RP? I haven't actually planned everything, so I'm open to any ideas you have.
Samael listened to all of this with interest. To think that the reason that Lord Armond allowed the company of this band of misfits is because of some lucky bastard in his own line of work! He'd have to try something like that later, only with killing the entire royal family and putting the blame on a captain, or someone else without plenty of trusted friends. Putting the blame on someone who was bound to have some connections was a pretty odd choice.
What interested him more than that, however, was what Blitz was after. Where did he learn about something as powerful as a dragoon spirit anyway, and just how powerful are they? This guy must not only be crafty, he must have a pretty good place to get info from. Samael could just imagine what he could do with something like that. Even if he wouldn't be able to use it, he didn't exactly need to tell anyone else about that little flaw. Still, if someone challenged him, he'd need some way to persuade them that he had the power. Samael mentally marked the idea down in his mind as yet another idea to check out later and turned his thoughts back towards the conversation.
The ginger was talking again. "How exactly do you plan on finding the spirits and the ones that can use them?" she asked, Armond. As much as this girl annoyed him, Samael could see that she had a point. It's not as if the Dragoon spirits are just going to magically appear. Still, there was something else he was concerned with.
"Yes, finding them is a problem," he said to her, "but what happens when you do find them? It's not as if they're going to all be ready to sacrifice their lives on the word of a suspected murderer, is it?"
What interested him more than that, however, was what Blitz was after. Where did he learn about something as powerful as a dragoon spirit anyway, and just how powerful are they? This guy must not only be crafty, he must have a pretty good place to get info from. Samael could just imagine what he could do with something like that. Even if he wouldn't be able to use it, he didn't exactly need to tell anyone else about that little flaw. Still, if someone challenged him, he'd need some way to persuade them that he had the power. Samael mentally marked the idea down in his mind as yet another idea to check out later and turned his thoughts back towards the conversation.
The ginger was talking again. "How exactly do you plan on finding the spirits and the ones that can use them?" she asked, Armond. As much as this girl annoyed him, Samael could see that she had a point. It's not as if the Dragoon spirits are just going to magically appear. Still, there was something else he was concerned with.
"Yes, finding them is a problem," he said to her, "but what happens when you do find them? It's not as if they're going to all be ready to sacrifice their lives on the word of a suspected murderer, is it?"
Samael looked down through the hole towards Veragwen. She seemed to be adjusting the bandages of one of the others. A doctor, maybe? At least this group wasn't as badly prepared for travel as he believed. He could only wonder what someone like Armond would be doing with a merry band of misfits. "I am Samael," he said, turning back to his work, "I was hired by Lord Armond as a personal guard, which means that we will be travelling together for the time being." Samael didn't feel the need to go too much in to detail. There was only so much they needed to know.
After about an hour, the roof had been sufficiently repaired. Not a moment too soon either as the rain went from a light storm to pouring. Samael pocketed the hammer he had gotten earlier and quickly climbed down the ladder, anxious to get back inside. His cloak was dripping with water when he reached the door, so he squeezed it out and hung it to dry on the coat rack on the wall. With this done, He dropped down in to a wooden chair near the front of the room. From there, he listened to the rain beating against the make-shift roof repairs.
"It doesn't look like the rain will be stopping anytime soon," He said to the group, leaning forward in his chair, "So I'd like to ask a few questions. First of all, who are all of you and where are you going?"
After about an hour, the roof had been sufficiently repaired. Not a moment too soon either as the rain went from a light storm to pouring. Samael pocketed the hammer he had gotten earlier and quickly climbed down the ladder, anxious to get back inside. His cloak was dripping with water when he reached the door, so he squeezed it out and hung it to dry on the coat rack on the wall. With this done, He dropped down in to a wooden chair near the front of the room. From there, he listened to the rain beating against the make-shift roof repairs.
"It doesn't look like the rain will be stopping anytime soon," He said to the group, leaning forward in his chair, "So I'd like to ask a few questions. First of all, who are all of you and where are you going?"
At the entrance to the cabin, Samael took his first view of the group he would be spending his time with. He didn't know what to expect, but he at least expected the group to be a little more... professional. Even so, it was still Armond himself that requested his assistance. He was at least willing to grin and bear it for the time being. A grimace of displeasure crossed his face for a brief second, but his face quickly regained the composure of a professional, the kind that he was hoping to work with.
Samael nodded to Armond, then quickly climbed the ladder. He knelt down on the roof and quickly surveyed the damage. It wasn't anything too terrible, and the girl that was already on the roof had already started work. "Okay then," he spoke out loud to the girl, purposely deciding not to ask her name, "Hand me a hammer."
Samael nodded to Armond, then quickly climbed the ladder. He knelt down on the roof and quickly surveyed the damage. It wasn't anything too terrible, and the girl that was already on the roof had already started work. "Okay then," he spoke out loud to the girl, purposely deciding not to ask her name, "Hand me a hammer."
It's fine on my end. Give it another go.
Rustled jimmies? How dare they be rustled! What happened?
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The best way I know to get used to new forums is to dive right in. As for your RPs, why don't you tell people what your RP is about?
The best way I know to get used to new forums is to dive right in. As for your RPs, why don't you tell people what your RP is about?
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