Soo.. octuplet posts are out of the question? Also for the sake of my story I'm arriving alone if thats okay.
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He had rejoined the group shortly after they arrived at The Prancing Pony. The nine were moving with a quickness that should worry any man. He stayed on the outskirts of the group. His leader began to speak with a man in the shadows, an older man. He dropped a great deal of information that both confirmed and worried him. In all his days he had seen some horrible things, but none of them could hold a candle to the darkness that was surely to fall upon middle earth. All of his gear was packed into his saddle, he usually prefer to travel by foot but on a gut feeling he'd purchased a horse and saddle on his way into Bree before joining the group.
As Raven layed the plan down he ran their course through his mind. Moria worried him, he hoped that there was another way. The white wizard Saruman also popped into his mind. It would be close to Rohan and could benefit the group by seeking his council. Aethidos spoke when there was a break in conversation. With a step forward he spoke. "We could also visit the white wizard Saruman. I'm sure his council would be invaluable." He paused his voice was rough and deep. "We could also travel south staying off the road, and avoid the mountains all together, it wouldn't extend our travels more than a day or two, especially on horse back."
As Raven layed the plan down he ran their course through his mind. Moria worried him, he hoped that there was another way. The white wizard Saruman also popped into his mind. It would be close to Rohan and could benefit the group by seeking his council. Aethidos spoke when there was a break in conversation. With a step forward he spoke. "We could also visit the white wizard Saruman. I'm sure his council would be invaluable." He paused his voice was rough and deep. "We could also travel south staying off the road, and avoid the mountains all together, it wouldn't extend our travels more than a day or two, especially on horse back."
What type of weapons are there? Like what sort of tech are we dealing with? Also do you care which order we post in? @Kingfisher
Name - Roiger “Roy” Hallence
Age - Thirty-Five
Previously affiliation - The Shinarus Domain/ The Sol Grand Duchy
Description - Roiger Hallence stands at a somewhat average height of 5’11” and weighs in at a modest 210lbs. His body build is that of peak physical condition. He keeps short cropped, military fade haircut. His hair is black in color though starting to grey. He keeps at least a week's worth of stubble on his face. He has a long scar running from the corner of the right side of his mouth curling downwards ending at bottom of his mandible. His eyes are pale brown eyes almost yellow in color. He can usually be found wearing is outdated power armor, equipped with his person inventory of weapons and gear.
Skills - Roiger is skilled in various forms of guerilla warfare, subterfuge, sabotage, improvised weapons, and explosives. He has extensive training in various weapons, hand to hand combat and military tactics.
Biography -
Early Life: Roiger Hallence also known as Roy was born on a colony planet in The Shinarus Domain. He was born to Catherine and Kasden Hallence. Due to complications during the birth Catherine lost her life and Kasden was left to raise his only child alone. The first five years of his life were typical of any child in The Shinarus Domain, he played, had friends, learned and laughed. At Five his father left him at a spaceport, and was not seen for some years. Roiger was placed in foster homes which he traveled quite frequently usually only staying for a few months at a time. He moved planet to planet and home to home. Eventually he was adopted by a couple from the Sol Grand Duchy territories. From here his life of neglect truly started, never quite accepted due to his pale skin, the frequent withdrawals and the mass amounts of debt his adoptive parents were starting to collect due to his condition. During school he was bullied and tormented without mercy and eventually dropped out. He frequently was in trouble with the law, either through prejudice or actually from causing trouble. He was a known vandal and by the age of sixteen had several accounts of assault. His adoptive parents kicked him from their home, and with the little money he had saved bought a ticket to return to The Shinarus Domain.
Military Service: From here he managed to alter his identification and birth records and assumed the name “Roy” Hallance. He joined The Faded Kingdom’s Military. He served for six years in the special forces and left the service as a Non-commissioned Officer (NCO). He was seen as an excellent soldier, and a quick study. He left the service due to the lack of conviction from the Domains military, and his strong hate for the Grand Duchy.
TFG, and SRA association: From here at the age of twenty-two he was recruited into “The Former Glory” (TFG) faction. A group of individuals who focused on trying to restore the former glory of the The Shinarus Domain. After two years, the group began to show “terrorist” like tendencies such as disabling Duchy military equipment, poisoning supplies and things along those lines. After a brief confrontation with the former leader of TFG Roy wrestled control with almost full support of the group. They changed names to Shinarus Republic Army (SRA). Here Roiger Hallence took the group into a more radical direction. With numbers bolstering due to successful propaganda campaigns in the domain’s territories. They began to assault military facilities, trade routs, colonies, and anything else with The Sol Grand Duchy insignia on it. He continued with the SRA for another seven years until eventually all of the training camps, almost all of the leaders and a majority of his personal circle were tracked, killed or captured. His final act of as a member and leader of the SPA was leading the remaining company of SPA soldiers to a weak colony near the center of The Duchy’s territories. Scouts confirmed little to no military presence, and a bounty of military grade firearms. It became clear that it was a trap and they had a traitor after they put boots on ground. They used jungle guerilla tactics for the next seventy days before finally being cornered in a remote town. They held the town for another three days before finally being severely wounded and captured. The traitor was never found and assumed killed in actions. The Sol Grand Duchy listed him as KIA, though in reality he was taken prisoner. Because of his acts of great violence against civilians, military personnel, political figures and government property he was kept captive and had been sentenced to life in a military prison. He was routinely tortured by guards and beaten by other prisoners.
Life in Prison: Over the last six years he was able to maintain high spirits regardless of situations because in his mind he won the war. After an attempted prison break and murdering several guards, he was placed on death row and awaited his execution. He was moved from a standard cell block to a high risk, high security cell. One where he was isolated from all contact of other prisoners and the only humans he saw anymore we're guards. At first he was allowed clothes and one change along with books and art supplies. After a particularly violent outbreak they stripped him of his extra clothes, books and art supplies. And now a guard detail of at least six had to be with him when escorted and three when guarding him. Several months later the end of his stay was ushered in when a detail of ten guards approached.
The Offer: As usual he was ready for a brawl, he’d stripped himself completely of clothes the a brawl ensued and he busted a few noses. Their batons bruised his body and blackened his eyes. They drug him to a conference room and had managed to put pants on him. He sat with his hands and feet bound to the floor and chair respectively. A sharp dressed military official sat opposite of him. They sat in silence, Roiger starred with a rage of a thousand suns and eventually the suited man spoke “Freedom for service.” Was all he said, he slid a tablet across the table with an open file. After a minute of reading Roiger looked back up his anger subsiding. “Full pardon, money, and essence?” He waited for a while, looking over the documents. The suit spoke up “The Shinarus Domain isn’t safe either, if not for humanity, for them.” Roiger looked up, then gave the man a little nod. “I want the surviving members of the SRA freed too.” His gear was returned, the man gave him another list this of names of those killed in action, and those who survived. One name was green on the list of over three thousand. He was the last surviving member of the SPA and the TFG. He re-outfitted himself and stepped onto the shuttle that was bound for the Outlander.
Age - Thirty-Five
Previously affiliation - The Shinarus Domain/ The Sol Grand Duchy
Description - Roiger Hallence stands at a somewhat average height of 5’11” and weighs in at a modest 210lbs. His body build is that of peak physical condition. He keeps short cropped, military fade haircut. His hair is black in color though starting to grey. He keeps at least a week's worth of stubble on his face. He has a long scar running from the corner of the right side of his mouth curling downwards ending at bottom of his mandible. His eyes are pale brown eyes almost yellow in color. He can usually be found wearing is outdated power armor, equipped with his person inventory of weapons and gear.
Skills - Roiger is skilled in various forms of guerilla warfare, subterfuge, sabotage, improvised weapons, and explosives. He has extensive training in various weapons, hand to hand combat and military tactics.
Biography -
Early Life: Roiger Hallence also known as Roy was born on a colony planet in The Shinarus Domain. He was born to Catherine and Kasden Hallence. Due to complications during the birth Catherine lost her life and Kasden was left to raise his only child alone. The first five years of his life were typical of any child in The Shinarus Domain, he played, had friends, learned and laughed. At Five his father left him at a spaceport, and was not seen for some years. Roiger was placed in foster homes which he traveled quite frequently usually only staying for a few months at a time. He moved planet to planet and home to home. Eventually he was adopted by a couple from the Sol Grand Duchy territories. From here his life of neglect truly started, never quite accepted due to his pale skin, the frequent withdrawals and the mass amounts of debt his adoptive parents were starting to collect due to his condition. During school he was bullied and tormented without mercy and eventually dropped out. He frequently was in trouble with the law, either through prejudice or actually from causing trouble. He was a known vandal and by the age of sixteen had several accounts of assault. His adoptive parents kicked him from their home, and with the little money he had saved bought a ticket to return to The Shinarus Domain.
Military Service: From here he managed to alter his identification and birth records and assumed the name “Roy” Hallance. He joined The Faded Kingdom’s Military. He served for six years in the special forces and left the service as a Non-commissioned Officer (NCO). He was seen as an excellent soldier, and a quick study. He left the service due to the lack of conviction from the Domains military, and his strong hate for the Grand Duchy.
TFG, and SRA association: From here at the age of twenty-two he was recruited into “The Former Glory” (TFG) faction. A group of individuals who focused on trying to restore the former glory of the The Shinarus Domain. After two years, the group began to show “terrorist” like tendencies such as disabling Duchy military equipment, poisoning supplies and things along those lines. After a brief confrontation with the former leader of TFG Roy wrestled control with almost full support of the group. They changed names to Shinarus Republic Army (SRA). Here Roiger Hallence took the group into a more radical direction. With numbers bolstering due to successful propaganda campaigns in the domain’s territories. They began to assault military facilities, trade routs, colonies, and anything else with The Sol Grand Duchy insignia on it. He continued with the SRA for another seven years until eventually all of the training camps, almost all of the leaders and a majority of his personal circle were tracked, killed or captured. His final act of as a member and leader of the SPA was leading the remaining company of SPA soldiers to a weak colony near the center of The Duchy’s territories. Scouts confirmed little to no military presence, and a bounty of military grade firearms. It became clear that it was a trap and they had a traitor after they put boots on ground. They used jungle guerilla tactics for the next seventy days before finally being cornered in a remote town. They held the town for another three days before finally being severely wounded and captured. The traitor was never found and assumed killed in actions. The Sol Grand Duchy listed him as KIA, though in reality he was taken prisoner. Because of his acts of great violence against civilians, military personnel, political figures and government property he was kept captive and had been sentenced to life in a military prison. He was routinely tortured by guards and beaten by other prisoners.
Life in Prison: Over the last six years he was able to maintain high spirits regardless of situations because in his mind he won the war. After an attempted prison break and murdering several guards, he was placed on death row and awaited his execution. He was moved from a standard cell block to a high risk, high security cell. One where he was isolated from all contact of other prisoners and the only humans he saw anymore we're guards. At first he was allowed clothes and one change along with books and art supplies. After a particularly violent outbreak they stripped him of his extra clothes, books and art supplies. And now a guard detail of at least six had to be with him when escorted and three when guarding him. Several months later the end of his stay was ushered in when a detail of ten guards approached.
The Offer: As usual he was ready for a brawl, he’d stripped himself completely of clothes the a brawl ensued and he busted a few noses. Their batons bruised his body and blackened his eyes. They drug him to a conference room and had managed to put pants on him. He sat with his hands and feet bound to the floor and chair respectively. A sharp dressed military official sat opposite of him. They sat in silence, Roiger starred with a rage of a thousand suns and eventually the suited man spoke “Freedom for service.” Was all he said, he slid a tablet across the table with an open file. After a minute of reading Roiger looked back up his anger subsiding. “Full pardon, money, and essence?” He waited for a while, looking over the documents. The suit spoke up “The Shinarus Domain isn’t safe either, if not for humanity, for them.” Roiger looked up, then gave the man a little nod. “I want the surviving members of the SRA freed too.” His gear was returned, the man gave him another list this of names of those killed in action, and those who survived. One name was green on the list of over three thousand. He was the last surviving member of the SPA and the TFG. He re-outfitted himself and stepped onto the shuttle that was bound for the Outlander.
Which creature?
Whoa I just saw this @CandiBarr
Sweet, moved this over
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Aethidos, smoked his pipe weed silently. The darkness embracing him, his cold grey eyes watching the dancing lights of the festival grounds. He enjoyed to see the folk dance and drink. At some point on his return trip to the north he had managed to meet up with a company of mercenaries, in which he joined in their hunt of the orcs. After the mess had been cleaned up they had planned on a night of merrymaking and celebration. He refused their offer, and instead sat outside away from the festive activities.
The night wore on, and his pipe had run out. A small portion of the band left the general grounds for the party in a rush, following the sound of other worldly screams. In the back of his mind he knew what it meant, and all too well understood what was about to unfold in the world of men. The feeling rose from his stomach and sank quickly. He packed his pipe one more time and sat back, waiting for the return of his new companions. Naur en' Kala rested comfortably beside him.
"The nine ride again." he spoke softly and to no one in particular. Letting out a long puff of smoke, he placed a well calloused hand on the hilt, the familiar feel of the cool metal under his hand put his mind at ease. He was one of the few left of his race, the days of the Dunedain were over, and now he lived to preserve the line of Elendil. With the nine roaming the lands again, things were about to change and he hadn't decided yet on how it might.
The night wore on, and his pipe had run out. A small portion of the band left the general grounds for the party in a rush, following the sound of other worldly screams. In the back of his mind he knew what it meant, and all too well understood what was about to unfold in the world of men. The feeling rose from his stomach and sank quickly. He packed his pipe one more time and sat back, waiting for the return of his new companions. Naur en' Kala rested comfortably beside him.
"The nine ride again." he spoke softly and to no one in particular. Letting out a long puff of smoke, he placed a well calloused hand on the hilt, the familiar feel of the cool metal under his hand put his mind at ease. He was one of the few left of his race, the days of the Dunedain were over, and now he lived to preserve the line of Elendil. With the nine roaming the lands again, things were about to change and he hadn't decided yet on how it might.
The ground rumbled, the buildings shook. The earth opened up and hell crawled out. Demons, ghouls and the undead roamed the lands, devouring the innocent and condemning the damned. The survivors fled the cities as they slowly fell one by one. Nothing could slow the onslaught, the government tried, the church tried finally militias tried.
Forty years after the incident humanity hangs on by a thread. Its your job to survive in the new wasteland.
Forty years after the incident humanity hangs on by a thread. Its your job to survive in the new wasteland.
When is this starting?
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