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The Last Embers (Dark Steampunk/Fantasy)

I'm glad to be back. I'm gonna read everything and then send you a reply probably tomorrow.

The Last Embers (Dark Steampunk/Fantasy)

HEY

I'm back, but I won't be able to post. Gotta brush up on everything.

Also...Hi

The Safe Haven

@Dutchess Sarah@Raptra

Working and dying, but alls well that ends well!

The Hunters and the Hunted - Open for Applications

*Due to complications my post begins during Deos Morran's post. However, it ends after Verticus' post*

Mikhail looked up at the old inn that now served as the Hunter's base of operations. The early morning sun was just now peeking over the tops of the buildings. Its golden rays reflecting off of the clear windows, blinding the man to their contents. Standing underneath a large oak, its deep green leaves waving gently in the wind, Mikhail pulled out both the flyer and the letter from Rosaline. Thoughts of the green-eyed redhead flitted through his mind. A smile, one that was content with its life, appeared on his face. Maybe he would get to see her again. Suddenly, after feeling something bump into his leg, Mikhail was snapped back into reality. Brynhild's reddish snout looked up at Mikhail.

"Yes, yes...I know. Work first. Dream second..." Sighing a little bit, Mikhail stepped out from under the tree. "But a man can dream can't he?" Mikhail's signature happy-go-lucky smile quickly returned as he made his way towards the dark oak door of the Guild. A similarly oaken sign hung out just above the door. In grand letters it proclaimed to all those who read it that this was the Hunters' Guild.

Pushing open the door, a familiar scene greeted Mikhail. The entire place was empty. Or at least it seemed empty. Brynhild's fur began to rise on end, but with one look Mikhail kept the wolf silent. Walking forwards, Mikhail let the door close silently behind him. There was a bar to the right and stairs to the left. One set led up, a second set led down. Several tables and numerous chairs filled the main room. Rafters crisscrossed the ceiling. Several doors were laid in the wall on the opposite side, a light coming from one of them. Next to the bar hung a large board. Large letters, in the same font as the sign outside told of its function. This was undoubtedly the guild's bounty board.

Walking up to the board, Mikhail looked it up and down. Only three jobs were posted on the board. The first was spiders, which, even without them there, made his skin crawl. Someone else would have to hunt those bastards down. The next two jobs were far more interesting. A werewolf and an ogre were listed. "Ah...damn..." Looking down at Brynhild, Mikhail gave the wolf a poor smile, "I guess its got to be the wolf after all."

Ripping the bounty from the board, Mikhail turned around to the sound of a large body hitting the ground. An 11 foot monster was looking down on him. With a gulp, Mikhail held his breath, at least until the creature croaked out a greeting. Visibly relaxing, Mikhail extended his hand to the creature, his own blue eyes meeting the creature's vibrant red orbs. "Hello, Solmakall, I'm new here and I would enjoy being your friend." Bowing just slightly, Mikhail smiled up at the creature. "However, I must first join the guild." Stepping past Solmakall, Mikhail walked towards the only door from which light eminated. Knocking on the door several times, Mikhail called out.

"Captain Drystan. My name is Mikhail Lannyster. I'm here to sign up for the Hunters." Mikhail's peasant accent came out as he talked through the door. In his hands were the flyer, Rosaline's letter, and the werewolf's bounty. Brynhild rubbed against his leg, her tail wagging lightly, hitting his leg.

The Hunters and the Hunted - Open for Applications

@Verticus

Oh my bloody god...GOBLIN SLAYER!!!! I absolutely love the manga!!! Thank you for existing!!!

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@Deos Morran

Hey Deos,

Do you want to do spiders or werewolf? Also, as for how we meet up, I was thinking that we could meet each other at the notice board and end up choosing the same job. What do you think?

The Hunters and the Hunted - Open for Applications

@Deos Morran

Oh yes please! Can we please work together?

The Hunters and the Hunted - Open for Applications

@Deos Morran

While my character, Mikhail isn't prejudice or anything, may I ask what kind of monster you'll be?

Southward!

@Ambra

Hey, can you make another discord invite, I missed the first one.

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Mikhail Lannyster

Hunter’s Name: Mikhail Lannyster
Age: 22
Appearance:



Weapon of choice:
mikhail could be considered to have three different main weapons. The first, and possibly greatest is his wolf, Brynhild. She is three feet tall at the shoulder, five feet long from snout to tail. Her claws are razor sharp, as are her teeth. Brynhild has her own set of armor that Mikhail made himself.



The second weapon was one he had to purchase. It is one of the older versions of the pistols. It has next to no accuracy, as such, Mikhail uses it for short range only.



His last weapon would be his sword. Nothing much, it is merely a hand and a half sword. Though, like his armor and Brynhild's armor, Mikhail made it himself.



Armor of choice:
Mikhail's armor, much like his sword, was made by himself. While it might not be of the best quality, it gets the job done. The armor has a steel, segmented chest plate that covers the entire abdomen. Over which is a thick jacket. Once completely red, it has faded over the years. Now mud cakes the bottom ridge and dark spots can be seen, typically with repairs to the fabric in those areas.



Strengths/Abilities:
Mikhail is an extremely talented blacksmith, however, he is also really good with animals. While not especially gifted at the sword, Mikhail can use it well enough to keep himself alive. But his true gifts come out with his ability to learn quickly and train animals.

Weaknesses/Hindrances:
Mikhail has little to no knowledge of the true nature of monsters. He also has no idea of how magic works. While it fascinates him, it also terrifies him. Secondly, despite his swiftness and agility, Mikhail lacks in raw strength and technique.

Personality:
Mikhail is usually happy-go-lucky, but that's just a front he puts up. Honestly, he prefers the company of animals to the company of people. He also has the underlying belief that if a monster can be obtained as an egg, or very young, then they can be trained like any other beast of war.

History:
Mikhail was the third son of a Blacksmith. While he learned his father's trade, he grew up knowing that none of it would go to him. Out of the three brothers, Mikhail was the best, but as tradition goes, the first born would receive his inheritance. The second brother, Darren, went into the priesthood. As such, there was nothing left for him. As soon as he came of age, Mikhail left the home that held nothing for him. Heading through the forest, the young man came across a young wolf pup. Alone and weak, he took Brynhild with him. Continuing on his way, the young wolf began to eat more food than Mikhail could provide. As such, Brynhild's training began. Several years have past since then. Mikhail had settled, for a short while, in a small village. Gaining trust with their resident blacksmith, Mikhail was able to produce his weaponry and armor. He paid for it by selling the meat he hunted, and the leatherworks he created. However, soon after, the time for him to leave came again. He had seen the flyers, heard the rumours. Monsters were appearing, and someone needed to fight them.