Gaylord DeFlorez

Of Goats, Goblins, and Mages

thewizardguy said
3.6 is the far superior version!

you mean 3.5?

Of Goats, Goblins, and Mages

As the others left, Foror let all safety measures for external life. he shot twice more before the roof suddenly caved in. as he regained external motors and sense's he saw that the tavern was flooded, for what he did not know. "Lethal force shutdown code 3DB13F." he said to stop unneeded casualty's. looking around he saw a downed G.O.A.T. and started sprinting towards it to check for survivors. seeing a kobold from the bar talking to someone, he slowed to a walk to conserve ethanol, which was running quite low."must find enough ethanol to recover after that, or risk shutdown." Foror thought to himself.

when he reached the G.O.A.T. he noticed Zeal and the kobold talking. "sorry for the upset sir goat and kobold, I thought the goblins already knew about there king. For the First's sake, it reached our Island and we managed to mobilize a small task force to ensure his return, logic dictates that they knew. Either way you handled yourself quite well, could you help the SS S.I.R.S. and I with this political mater mister..."

The Warren

as Alacore descended into the sewers, the stench welcomed him like mom making cookies. "I am one messed up fruitcake, oh well. My old master should have not taught me all his secrets." he said to himself as he pressed on a block. revealing a secret passage, he proceeded down the passage as it closed behind him.

Life on the Street

"Thank you." Corey said, looking at various rooms until he came across the room 076. It was a spacious room with one bed and one bathroom with a still functioning toilet. "this one's mine!" he shouted. he than began cleaning.

Of Goats, Goblins, and Mages

"LETHAL FORCE AUTHORIZED." Furor stated in a more maniacal tone than normal. he then deployed his arm shield and released his blade on a poor goblin. "BY THE CODE OF LAWS SET BY THE ORDER OF ONE, YOU ARE ALL SENTENCED TO..." he was stopped by a goblin hitting his face. he then skewered him in his abdomen."That's it."
With that being all the evidence he needed he pulled his blade back and activated his shotgun. firing in the crowd he took out a handful of relentless goblins. "GET OUT!" he shouted at the goat and two spellborn as he started reloading.

Of Goats, Goblins, and Mages

Seeing the goblin walk out of the back room made Furor curious. he started computing the probability that what was going on was legal. after 3 seconds and 3 million probability's factored he determined that it was a 7,342,581,938 to 1 against the goblin. With this calculation, he started up and got another drink from the bartender and looked at the goat. "hello sir goat, i am U6840-P793-G15.You may call me Furor, have you heard anything of the goblin King's disappearance?" he asked as he paid the barkeep 1.75.

Of Goats, Goblins, and Mages

Sorry man, took longer than I thought to upload.

Of Goats, Goblins, and Mages

Name: U6840-P793-G15, prefers to go by Furor

Age: 231 years since initial construction, 38 years since core upgrade. only remembers since last core upgrade.

Gender: appears male.

Appearance

Race:

Steam Sentinel

Steam Sentinels, or SS, are a mechanized race of machines initially made to keep the peace between the three main races. all 3 races had a part in making the G1's as there called. Goats made the programing, spellborn made the body's, and goblins made the metal alloy that they were made of.

G1 appearance


after 57 years of this, the G1's decided that they would live away from the races for the sake of the less powerful G2's and G3's. three years later they set up an island city that is now the SS hub.

G3's


With the recent turmoil going on with the race's, they have sent a group of 50 SS units to observe, assess and solve the situation and remain there for however long it will take until peace is a result.
The group is of the 15'th generation police, and are also trying to have the Goats help the later generations by making a new code for them.
G15's


SS core
color can change based on substance used.

Main Weapon: he has two retractable blades an each arm that are standard issue for G15's. he also has a retractable kite shield on his left arm and an arm mounted shotgun on his right. the gun has one shot at a time, 5 sec reload and is fuelled by a substance that is currently used in experimental G16 cores. his shield has a hole in it for his shotgun barrel.(police standard)

Personality: Furor is a police unit and thus lethal force must be authorized before use. he has three authorization codes known only by him and his commander. when lethal force is authorized, he targets a random person or an person doing an illegal act. and he is an alcoholic because his core is ethanol based, and cannot be produced magically. law is upmost to him and he only respects SS law, as he sees the others are "flawed in some way or another."

The Warren

As Alacore got to the market square, he looked around despretly trying to find his mark. "Silver, where are you. you are needed at the chamber of Warren!" he yelled.

Silence answered him. now angered he started toward one of the sewer grates. "if you wont show yourself, then I will hunt you down in your labyrinth, my labyrinth, master." he then opened the grate and entered the sewers.

The Warren

Alacore left the bar the same way he entered, the main door. he then looked down an alley and started dashing to find the last confirmed place the mark was. "Wait till I get my hands on you, slimy son-of-a-bitch." he then rounded the corner as the bar keep came do deal with the assassin, barley seeing him as Alacore turned the corner.