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Dinotopia: After Chandara rp?

So… I’m hearing no 1x1x1….?

BLOOD & IRON: IMPERIAL AMBITION

Routhenrask Ruthelbora

Routhenrask Ruthelbora

Routhenrask Ruthelbora - Ro to his friends- is a smuggler, thief, and merchant. Born the only son of a fishmonger, he always had dreams and aspirations of moving beyond his anticipated station in life. As a young lad he signed onto a merchant ship. His journeys took him far and wide and he soon learned something of the world beyond the limits of his small town imagination.

He is a man who has worked hard for his station. From lowly cabin boy to first mate, he fought to move beyond the life that his parents predicted for him. The time came when he had saved enough money for his own boat. It had become obvious to him, during his time as a legal merchant that, while profitable, it could not compare to the money made smuggling.

Now nearly 37 years old he is considered one of the finest blockade runners of the age. His vessel, the StarSkimmer, is a marine ship modified for air travel and, though it runs lightly armed, it has no challenger for speed.

His crew is made up of freed slaves, free folk seeking adventure, and more than one young noble run away from home to test their mettle in the world.

Gregarious, generous to his crew, and ruthless to any who might betray him, Ro has earned the reputation as a daring and roguish figure who is impossible to dislike. Even the sternest Naval Captain can grudgingly admit that Ro is a gentleman first, a ragamuffin second.

He toes a fine line with his flaunting of any laws and will dump a cargo before engaging with any warship. This action, though not always popular with his clientele, has ensured no boarding party has ever been able to firmly pin him down as a criminal.

Whatever nefarious dealings he might be up to are always mixed with legal trade and tender. Ro is clever enough to ensure that some cargoes and their ownership are so convoluted that even he isn’t entirely sure what is going on.

Even so, if you’re desperate for manarite and need it sooner rather than later, Ro is your man. Or Elf? Maybe an Orc? No one really knows what race he is and he keeps that secret close to his chest.

Ro long ago made his fortune but something about the open sea and sky, the thrill of the chase, the pleasure of the deal, all of it perhaps, keeps him on the move.

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BLOOD & IRON: IMPERIAL AMBITION

Love it! If we’re not in a mad rush to start I’ll have a CS up in the next week or so.

Advanced Lit, Multi-Para+ Romance, Fantasy, Looking for Masc Roles

I’m willing to hear a medieval RP idea

BLOOD & IRON: IMPERIAL AMBITION

I’m still floating around if it takes off.

On and on until we win... (Page and Saix)

Bocri Sauburc

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An hour later the two Jedi were already a kilometre from the crashed pod, their tracks in the snow erased almost immediately by the wind that howled across the frozen landscape. Beyond them, in the far distance, a massive debris cloud was climbing into the sky from where the cruiser had slammed into the planet. Nothing could be seen of the ship but it took little imagination to know what the wreck was going to look like. Local scavengers would feast for months, if not years, on a prize that size.

They wore survival suits from inside the craft. One size fits all and one suit fits all climates was a hopeful claim printed on the interior label. He doubted the manufacturer had ever left Coruscant.

He was luckier than Hirani, the suits were designed for humans and not a Twi'lek; the downside of all the Clone troopers being of one species. Her lekku were wrapped in the salvaged pieces of a third suit and then crammed into her hood as best they could manage. That meant more of her face was exposed to the cold than they might have liked but at least they were alive.

Kijimi was a remote, frozen, and mountainous planet, but it boasted one major settlement, Kijimi City. The pods programming had brought them well within walking distance of the city and only Bocri forcing it to land sooner had put them down beyond the actual edge of the city proper. They had agreed that arriving on foot would attract less attention than slamming into the ground within shouting distance of any buildings.

Bocri brushed a hand at his eyelids as they threatened to freeze together. His mechanical hand, even inside the suit, was moving sluggishly under the onslaught of the cold. He would need to get into the warmth soon to make sure it hadn't been damaged during the fight on the cruiser. He would have cursed his bacta allergy if he hadn't done it a million times before.

Hirani had taken the lead for the last half a kilometre and her pace quickened as the first out buildings of the settlement now came into view around an icy outcropping. Bocri plowed after her, sinking almost up to his hips in snow that barely seemed to reach her ankles. He was physically and mentally exhausted. If they were attacked again right now he would be utterly useless to Hirani.

She stopped as the building took shape from a dull grey thing in the driving snow to a more substantial looking structure. It had small recessed windows that glowed light and, judging from the size, could fit several families, if it was a house. There was only one way to find out.

"Lead on, oh fearless one." He spoke at a normal level but brought his mouth close to the side of her head. The wind might be strong but it was blowing from behind them and would easily carry his yell into the settlement.

Corporate Space! (Sci-Fi)

I'm willing to take a crack at it.

BLOOD & IRON: IMPERIAL AMBITION

I’m keen to give this a go… I’ll work up a CS in the next little while.

RHODESIA A NEW FUTURE

I've actually played Rhodesia in an RP and I thought I was pushing my luck with them simply dragging in Immigrants from failed white states to try and pump those white stats up in the name of keeping the black man down.