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Velorio's Downfall-Looking for Players!

Sorry that I haven't been posting. Things were happening in real life that required my attention.

Velorio's Downfall-Looking for Players!

Volas frowned at the interaction between the two individuals in front of him. Even after all these years, he will still never understand people. Once he was ordered to go find Minerva, he nodded before sprinting to where he heard she was. Yet again, not really the best decision considering he is running away from a place that the Parliament attacked. For all he knew, he could have someone from the Parliament stalking him.

However, odds of that are pretty low with all considered. It helps that he dresses (a bit) like a doctor.

Velorio's Downfall-Looking for Players!

Volas raised a brow as he watched the scene unfold. Not what he was expecting, not even close. He would most definitely have to keep an eye on this situation and get his hands on whatever the Governor was using. That can wait, however. He came out of where he was temporary hiding, poking his head in to see what happened inside while he was being a pansy.

He gave a small wave to the woman who had came and provided assistance. He honestly had expected more bloodshed considering he had shot one of the Enforcers. Not that he is complaining or anything, but it's just a surprise. All in all, despite the losses, it has been a rather successful day, he managed to still stay alive. After a quick glance from what he could see from the door, he moved away from where he could potentially get shot by anyone inside/moved off to wherever on the side.

Velorio's Downfall-Looking for Players!

Volas frowned at the replies of both the governor and what he assumed to be the captain. It truly hurt him that the governor thought he was a deserter when Enforcers have been looted in the past. As for the captain? It was more hurtful for assuming he was an idiot. He knew for a fact that they wouldn't spare him, experience from the past has taught him that better than anything else.

If it wasn't for the fact that one of his allies was in the building, he'd probably have blocked the entrance and burned it down. Then again, he probably still would do that either way if he had a way to torch the warehouse and time to block ways out. He glanced at the entrance as he reloaded the flintlock he had out already and took a quick look around before slowly backing away from the door, keeping himself in the shadows so they would have an even harder time finding him if they hadn't already.

Velorio's Downfall-Looking for Players!

Just gonna change this back to something other than temporary 1x1.

Velorio's Downfall-Looking for Players!

Volas quietly hummed as he glanced into the room the others were in. "That is not pretty." He thought as he pulled out one of his flintlocks. In the stupidity of the moment, he leaned over before taking aim at the one currently torturing his comrade, firing at the hand with the sword. Shortly after he fired, he retreated back to the shadows and waited for someone to follow or demand things such as him to come out or they will kill his ally.

All in all, not his smartest plan. Mostly because he is over here without any help.

Velorio's Downfall-Looking for Players!

VG

Name: Volas J. Gresis

Age: 25

Gender: Male

Appearance

Just a little note, he does have the Parliament tattoo.

Backstory: Volas was born into one of the more wealthy districts. He was once apart of the Parliament but is now apart of the Rebels. (Or it could be the other way around. Who knows?) Not much else can really be said for his backstory for now. (The backstory will be updated with things that are revealed.)

Weapons: Two flintlocks and a sword cane.

Personality: At first, Volas seems to be a mute. However, if someone keeps talking to him and he'll eventually start talking, revealing a man who delves straight into near sociopath territory and dark humor. He can be rather manipulative if it suits his goals. All of that considered, he can be genuinely friendly if around people he knows.

Other Info: Volas will tell stories with gestures if asked. (Or stories in general.)

So, anyone craving a Free Fantasy Roleplay?

Got me interested.

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@DriveEMOut Go ahead and post in the CS.

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Accepted characters

Samuel Grein

Name: Samuel Grein
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Appearance:
Height: "5'4"
Other Attire: He usually wears a black leather jacket and some grey jeans.
Scar: A long, thin scar on his chest.

Picture

Personality: Friendly, Calm and Collected. Samuel is someone you want to have on your side. He is known to have fits of rage in fights in which he will beat someone half to death only with his bare hands. Other than that flaw, he is a friendly guy and someone you'd want to have as your right hand man, but not as a leader.
Bio: Samuel was getting along with his older sister and Dad, until some Establishment soldiers found their little bunker. Samuel managed to hide, but they slaughtered his sister and Dad. The rest had left but the other had decided to stay in the bunker. Samuel managed to wait until the man fell asleep, then slit his throat using a small sharp piece of metal. He stole the man's rifle while he had time left, and grabbed his backpack, stuffing it full of supplies and the man's ammunition. He had stumbled out of that bunker a day later, hungry and tired. When he came outside, the other members of the kill team were dead. He had somehow managed to stumble across a small group of friendly travelers whom he stayed with for a couple years, until he was old enough to set off on his own. He mostly scavenged buildings, and does so to this day, making a living off odd jobs and scavenging.
Equipment:
A M4. He got this off of the man he had killed, and has kept it ever since. He fashioned a sling for it out of a belt.
Three magazines for the M4. Samuel never used the rifle, and the man had a considerable number of clips. But when he went on his own, he got into some firefights.
Four rations. One per day is Samuel's rule. He got these from the various buildings he scavenged.
A full canteen. Due to the water bottles he found recently.
A medium backpack. He's had since he was with his Dad and sister.
Other: Samuel is British.