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Avalia

Time: Afternoon
Location: North Pass
Interactions: Ismael @Th3King0fChaos
Mentions: N/A
Equipment: Two hand axes, grappling hook, 20ft of rope, three days worth of water and rations, green cloak and hood, lightweight leather armour, telescope, hunting horn, wooden pickaxe amulet.

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As the pair moved out to follow the trail, Bron couldn't help but keep glancing at the strange rifle that the boy carried. He was familiar with guns, at least the Dwarven kind... but this was nowhere near the realm of something he's seen before. While he usually wasn't one for talking, the Dwarf's curiosity was piqued. "That is a strange weapon, boy. The ironmasters back home would give anything to fiddle about with a contraption like that." He mused, still keeping his eyes on the path ahead. It would seem the ever-dutiful Bron was trying to be somewhat conversational while focusing on the task ahead. Even if Ismael was hoping to create more competition already, he was sure that Annya and Bardulf wasted no time in finding tracks.

Unsure of the human's skill in hunting within the wilds, Bron silently took it upon himself to take lead. Despite having stubbier legs, he was able to keep a rather brisk pace as he stalked the frozen mountainside for prey. He grabbed the haft of one of his axes and pulled it from it's sheathe, aiming to keep it on hand and ready for a quick throw should anything... or anyone... would encroach on the pair.

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Time: Afternoon
Location: Ironhold
Interactions: Amisra @Tae, Tanithil @Lava Alckon, Kaleb @FunnyGuy
Mentions: N/A
Equipment: Bladedancer Sword, Bladedancer leather armour, transmission bracelet, an empty coin pouch.

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Siv listened to everyone talk and smirked towards Kaleb. "Aww, Annya didn't mention me or the bladedancers even once? I'm hurt!" He jested, his tone dripping in sarcasm. "And here I thought my reputation wouldn't have been lost on the Royals. Alas, no need to dwell on that. All that's important is that yes. I am part of the Military, and I am very good at what I do." The Elf grinned before spinning round to the Amisra and Tanithil.

"You two not wanting a part of this... I can understand it. Find it admirable even. Yet, I don't think this war will afford you that choice. Sooner or later, it's gonna force you to pick a side. Always does." He forewarned before he heard Kaleb mention where he came from before arriving at Iron Hold.

"NORTH PASS!? How the bloody hell did you end up here then!?" He yelled before mentally recalling how exactly they would get there back. "Oh... fuck me sideways and call me a Jackalope... the most direct route to get there would be... right bloody through the fuck-off army we're trying to avoid." He sighed aloud, before noting the same dwarf Kaleb had noticed talking into a transmission bracelet. He pressed down on the bead of his own and tried to transmit a message back to the Sun Elf Military.

"Command, this is Sivaros Talomyr. I need you to deliver a message to Princess Annya immediately. It is of the upmost importance. I repeat, this must reach the Princess as soon as possible. We have a human here in Iron Hold, Kaleb, and he says that the North Pass is no longer safe! The Malthemoorian Army is approaching Iron Hold now!"

𝙽𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝙵𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝙰𝚠𝚊𝚢

I will be withdrawing my interest from this RP

𝙽𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝙵𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝙰𝚠𝚊𝚢

Definitely still interested. Just struggling to find an image I like xD Can you use photo mode from the game?

𝙽𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝙵𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝙰𝚠𝚊𝚢 - 𝙰 𝙲𝚢𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚙𝚞𝚗𝚔 𝙲𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚌𝚕𝚎

Not sure what kind of 'class' it would fall under but like a cross between a Fixer and a Solo. 'Handyman' kinda deal for the little guys.

Edit: After re-reading the wiki, I think my character would be more just a small-time Solo xD

𝙽𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝙵𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝙰𝚠𝚊𝚢 - 𝙰 𝙲𝚢𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚙𝚞𝚗𝚔 𝙲𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚌𝚕𝚎

Definitely interested!

Relief, Houston - A High Tech Low Life Cyberpunk Story

Consider me interested!

Avalia

Time: Afternoon
Location: North Pass
Interactions: Annya (@princess), Bardulf @Lava Alckon, Ismael @Th3King0fChaos
Mentions: N/A
Equipment: Two hand axes, grappling hook, 20ft of rope, three days worth of water and rations, green cloak and hood, lightweight leather armour, telescope, hunting horn, wooden pickaxe amulet.

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The Dwarf listened to the plan of Bardulf, and subsequently Annya's, intently. Bron nodded along with all the points while taking careful mental notes of the planned routes and hunting areas accordingly. Fortunately for Ismael and himself, cold mountain ranges were his specialty along with forests. The Ranger quite fancied their chances truth be told though he certainly didn't show it across his face. His hands gripped the hafts of his axes and pulled them from their leather straps at his hips, nodding for Ismael to follow. "Come, boy. Didn't you hear Bardulf. We're to work as a team... though if you wish to make it a competition between us as well, I'd play along." He commented. It was hard to tell if Bron was joking or not with his usual no-nonsense, almost dour tone of voice.

"We should be away soon. As much as this is for fun, we shouldn't be away longer than we need to be."

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Time: Afternoon
Location: Ironhold
Interactions: Amisra (@Tae), Tanithil @Lava Alckon, Kaleb @FunnyGuy
Mentions: N/A
Equipment: Bladedancer Sword, Bladedancer leather armour,, transmission bracelet, an empty coin pouch.

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Sivaros whipped around on his heels as a new voice had entered the conversation, immediately declaring himself the strongest human. That's when the heat hit him... a warmth that dwarfed a summer heatwave of Myriamor in comparison. The Bladedancer's eyes widened in realisation as what the stranger said was half true. This was a human... Here, in Ironhold, with a Malthemoor army about to march upon it's very gates. "No... No, no, no. You shouldn't be here. You can't be here!" This development threw everything off-kilter... How'd a human end up her? Weren't they all meant to be with the Princess?

"Calm down, alright? No one here right now is gonna bring harm to you." The Light Elf would turn back and shoot a look to the pair behind him. "Right?" Siv would swing his blade into a reverse grip as he let out a cautious open hand out to the human. "What is gonna harm you is that big fuck-off army of Dark Elves about to storm this place. So I'm Sivaros, Bladedancer, and these are... Eh, whatever... They're cool. I think? You, mate, I'm gonna need you to cool down a bit, tell me your name, and we'll help you get to Princess Annya and her retinue... Wherever the hell that is. That clear?

Warhammer 40k: Enigmas of the Warp

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Avalia

Time: Afternoon
Location: Ironhold
Interactions: Amisra ([Tae]), Tanithil @Lava Alckon
Mentions: N/A
Equipment: Bladedancer Sword, Bladedancer leather armour,, transmission bracelet, an empty coin pouch.

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The Bladedancer initially took a couple steps backwards to gain a little bit of distance as a second Dark Elf dropped in from above, shrouded with shadowy wings. However, as the two spoke, his lips curled into a curious grin. "You... You want to go kill her?" He inquired, unable to stifle a chuckle as he did so. He liked this woman's attitude. Perhaps a confidence that could even rival his own, but he could tell that she was deadly serious. "Ha! Good... very good, even!" Sivaros smiled as he drew his sword. This didn't seem like a threat, however, as instead Siv performed a twirling flourish of his blade and finished with a deep bow.

"Sivaros Talomyr! Bladedancer of the Sun Elf Kingdom and greatest swordsman alive to grace Avalia, at your service." He introduced himself, keeping his bow and his blade hand gripped on the hilt as he looked up at the two. "Anyone that is serious about hurting Malthemoor's war efforts is a friend of mine, though I would've expected it from you the least. Buuut... I don't recommend whatever the hells you were about to do." Siv would explain. "General Zarra's leading that force, and she's got a shitload of Aldrakh Orcs and Malthemoor soldiers ready to siege this place. I'm pretty sure not even I could cut through all that and still have enough left in me to take out, especially with two bloody Orc Warchiefs. So! What say you two that we come up with a better plan than running out like a bunch of suicidal maniacs, hmm?"

Avalia

Time: Afternoon
Location: North Pass
Interactions: Annya (@princess), Bardulf @Lava Alckon, Ismael @Th3King0fChaos
Mentions: N/A
Equipment: Two hand axes, grappling hook, 20ft of rope, three days worth of water and rations, green cloak and hood, lightweight leather armour, telescope, hunting horn, wooden pickaxe amulet.

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Bron inspected the small snack that Annya had provided. It was certainly different to what any Dwarf would be used to eating, even one who tends to the Wilds such as himself. Regardless, he would thank the Princess for making the food for everyone before trying it. It was nice, especially the rich taste of salmon that provided the filling for his own snack. It would be something to keep him going, at the very least. His facial expression was less than impressed when Ismael started talking with his mouth full. Manners cost nothing, afterall. He sighed and let it go. "Very well, thank you. You seem chipper this morning." The Dwarf commented before following everyone into Yugi's shop. He would look around, though mainly window shopping as he didn't have much need for warm clothes and always kept his supplies topped up.

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Time: Afternoon
Location: Ironhold
Interactions: Amisra ([Tae]), Tanithil @Lava Alckon
Mentions: N/A
Equipment: Bladedancer Sword, Bladedancer leather armour,, transmission bracelet, an empty coin pouch.

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Sivaros wasn't happy when he was pulled away from the assignment of protecting Princess Mikazuki but... orders were orders. It would seem that the Dark Elves were moving far quicker than they would've liked and the young Bladedancer had been given the assignment of tracking a moving force heading to Ironhold. Using the transmission bracelet he was provided for the mission, Siv had been able to keep the Light Elf army updated to the best of his abilities. He hated this... All serious and no fun... It was his duty, but he was missing the adventure... the adrenaline. Boring scout work was necessary, yet alas... boooring. However, it would seem his outlook was about to change.

The Light Elf decided that he would get ahead of the approaching force and head for the gates of Ironhold, the hills and rocky terrain proving easy for the nimble soldier. However, in the search for some kind of Dwarven leader to offer his services, a curious sight had caught his eye. A Dark Elf woman running towards the gates from Ironhold. A curious grin spread across his face as he watched on. Now it was finally starting to get interesting! He noted the path that the stranger was taking and decided to say hello in a typical Sivaros fashion.

He found a spot ahead of the Dark Elf and sat upon the edge of the rocky crag, watching a few metres above the track before introducing himself. "Well, well, well! Aren't you a curious sight?" Sivaros called out to the woman below him before he hopped down and blocked the path ahead. "It's strange to see someone... like you... hanging around by themselves so far from Malthemoor. And within Ironhold, no less!" He questioned with a confident smirk. "So! Tell me... what is a Dark Elf doing on this side of the gate? You seem in a hurry. You here to let your friends waltz right on in? Very smart if so..." Sivaros surmised out loud, cockiness in his voice absolutely dripping in every word uttered.