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I'm not really a bird.

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Where did I play,
A land of twisted branches,
A kingdom of clay,
A swamp of memories,
A never-ending day,

Where did I run,
Across the dawn,
Through the sun,
Across the sky,
Through laughs and fun,

Where did I walk,
Pristine grass green,
White cliffs of chalk,
Pools of sky so blue,
Orchard stones that talk,

Where did I sit,
By the gates of silver,
Near endless pit,
By forever horizon,
You may remember it.

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Khan a question. Would you be okay with Eluric being a former imperial spymaster. Stepping down because of an ever increasing case of gout? And with my nation specialty for intrigue how far can i go with it without stepping on anyone's toes.


Drop me a pm about this characters history and let's see what we can do!
The Imperial Pigeon Master’s Coop


Much of news travels by word or horse ridden messenger; however, every lazy noble knows by bird is the most convenient, and favorably, all nations use them.

The Imperial Coop was the hub of the pigeon information network. Every homing pigeon from the capital, and more specifically, the palace, lives here and reports to a fat man by the name of Gerald. The man was large, dull, and as white as the pigeon excrement that spotted the wooden, sky lit coop atop one of the cities most promising towers.

As ragged and beat up the high positioned peasant looked, the black dressed figure next to him contrasted him greatly. Where Gerald’s shoulder drooped, spry young shoulders held themselves confident. The sun spots that broke through the thin cracked wood gave the scene a surreal reflection. Pigeons cooed over their hushed voices, and anxious wing flaps shadowed their consonants. If not for the acrid smell of bird, the striking scent of paper and ink would have overcame the sketchy scene as the two exchanged their outlawed words.

“Not a bird comes in, not a bird goes out that I don’t know about first,” a voice said sharply to the fat man. Gerald nodded, knowing there was only one answer to the statement, “Yes..”

“I want to know the name of every frequent messenger that shows his head in this city, and you tell me if anyone complains.”

Yes.

“I want every word, every rumor told to me, do NOT write it down, or you’ll find yourself without fingers and a tongue.”

Yes.

“Do not let a single letter leave this coop unless I read it first.”

Yes.

“Any questions?”

No.”

“Good man,” a sick chuckle came from the darkened figure.

A white flash of paper left the figures pocket, “and send this out, now.”

Gerald quickly took the letter from the figure and hurried off.

The letter was quickly tied to a pigeon that homed to Jakinius, and the letter read:

Dear Jakinius,

Hurry home. I fear that things are getting tense in the capital already. Words of hate fly, and tensions grow to an unprecedented level. Bribes are forming in even your family's pockets, and tongues turn to daggers. Ride fast, if things go where I hope they don’t, my letters will fall, along with the peace of the throne.

Sincerely, Marshal


But we're not allowed to fly on anything it would appear.


Oh.
One hundredth ooc post <---

THE SAGA OF JAMES CONRAD


A large muscular man by the name of Rapdori Valarien watched silently, his beady silver eyes poking from a hairless head, as James Conrad sauntered away from Lady Mara's place of stay with a certain level of class in his step despite a sour look on his face.

"Ahoy!" Rapdori waved, a friendly smile breaking from his face as he remembered Conrad's afinity and love of boats.

James heard it and was suprised yet happy. He turned around and gave a small smile "Hello there Rapdori, how goes it?" James said trying not to seem annoyed or tired to the big man.

"Oh just alright!" Rapdori's voice almost sounded goofy as he jumped into the conversation, "Gowa just schooled my ass in a game of chesserwhatsitcalled, then I noticed you, and your wine, and you."

"Why the glum look, buddy?" Rapdori shook his head, breaking the corruption in his linear thought.

"It's just the election and all has everyone butts knotted up and I'm trying to make sense of it all. But at least I have you here to keep me excited and support me." James said as he walked toward the big fella. Who he considered a friend not only because he was dull-witted but also a true brute and seemed loyal enough.

"HEH! Yeah," Rapdori chuckled, "knotted butts are the worse. Do you want me to straighten Mara out real quick?"

The large man took a few confident steps towards the door, "I'll give her a talkin' too, waoh boy I will!"

James let out a laugh "Nah big guy it's alright. She's mostly drunk though that's not to say she isn't drunk at least half the time. So what have you been up too? Excited to see your cousins and all the festivies will all the big nobles coming in?" James asked

"I like the colors of the banners fine, but court life was never for me. I just hang out at the city garrison all day really," Rapdori answered honestly, "I'm not the quickest talker no how anyway. I am however, the strongest."

A twinkle sparked in Rapdori's eye as he flexed one of his mammoth arms, his viens popping over a boastful bicep.

James smiled "You are the strongest at least here. Perhaps you can show your skills off when other higher lords come to town or when your Cousin Prince Jakinius comes who's supposed to be just as strong." James said as he began walking down the halls motioning for Rapdori to follow him.

Rapdori followed faithfully, spewing spit as he "pffffffffftt"ed.

"Jakinius is not as strong, quick, thoughtful, a leader, skilled, yes... but my arms are at least double his," Rapdori pointed to his chest, his goofy voice deepening into one fueled by testosterone, "I could squash a Cragmore Goat in my pecs, little man."

"Er, sorry," Rapdori suddenly changed moods, "got a little carried away there."

"It's fine, just because the cragmore's are my lords doesn't mean I like them exactly. I do however like you big guy. You're the easiest man to talk to and so straight you could be shot like an arrow. Your family is rather large though unlike mine which does sometimes make me sad but then I look at your family's histroy and feel glad I'm not from such a big and rich family such as yours. Wouldn't you agree?" James said as they kept walking eventually reaching outside.

Rapdori scratched his head for a moment, "well, I don't know. I'm not you, James."

"No you aren't, though I'd rather be you. All strong and tough and well liked. Unlike me." James said to Rapdori who may be dull but had the honesty like that of a child.

"Eating a lot of meat helps," Rapdori answered, "at first it makes your farts smell terrible, but eventually your stomach stops being a wimp and it goes right to your muscle."

"I have a lot of salted meats back at my estate just outside the walls actually," Rapdori offered.

James laughed at Rapdori "I'll remember to eat a lot of meats. You actually have an estate though. I assumed you lived within the city or with the guards as you always seem to be showing off your muscles and talents to them." James chuckled.

"I am a Valarien, distant, but a Valarien. I own a small farming estate, fit with cows and pigs, and chickens, and little mice, and potatoes, and carrots, and-"

Rapdori started counting off his fingers, "and hoes, and shovels, and sheep sometimes when the local farmers run out of pasture for the winter, and piglets -- different than pigs -- and birds, and red birds, and a barn, a few barns, and a bunch of other things. My brother Googus does all the fancy administering, but I do most of the heavy stuff with the lower class who work it."

"My, you have a lot of animals on this farm and you seem to have fun at it at least from the way you're explaining it. I'm sure I'm somewhat like your brother as I manage multiple farms as well as other businesses within the city. Yet, if I'm being honest I wish to be like your cousin Allianna, a landed noble who hold influence and power. While she may not be as respected as her siblings she's definantely the most wise." James said looking to the sky as the sun was setting.

"She's a nice lady for sure." Rapdori quickly agreed, nodding vigoriously, "so what are you doing with your night?"

"I suppose sleep as all men must. I have been busy and will be the remainder till a new Emperor or Empress is voted on. Why what do you plan to do tonight?" James asked.

"I'm going to watch the chickens, did you want to watch them with me?" Rapdori answered innocently.

"Oh how I wished I could but I need to wake up early tomorrow to meet with more Magistates, the laws of the kingdom don't stop just because an Emperor's heart does." James chuckled "Perhaps when the election is over and I have more free time as the chickens at your estate seem fun."

"Oh," Rapdori seemed disappointed, "Maybe next time then, well, I better be off though... I don't want to miss anything..I CAN COME BY TOMORROW!"

"I can't wait, maybe I can see you in a fight tomorrow havn't seen you fight in awhile." James chuckled as the fella walked away. James smiled then began walking around the market.


This RP took off with more force than I had anticipated, not gonna lie, and the pacing is kind of scary. I'll be attempting to write something but I've got no ETA. Here's hoping I don't get trampled and left for dead.


It's the starting IC rush, you'll be fine.
I need lumber, gimme that wood baby.


Oh, @LordZell will give you his wood alright.
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Blue-chatted.


Fiends!
@Aristo

Did you just get chat blocked again?
Apologies but some real life problems came up and it is restricting me from putting 100% into this rp, so I'm going to opt out. Sorry, but have fun.


Awe man... It's cool. You're always welcomed back, feel better!
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