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Fire Emblem: A Tale Of Two Swords

meant what inventory does the enemy have, might be able to grab some vuls and weapons for the others if he can reach them.

Fire Emblem: A Tale Of Two Swords

@NeutralNexus actually,she did say we all have to get to the ruins to count as a win.... well the surviving ones anyways.

also, how attached is Hiro to that cape/hood, we could probably attempt a switcheroo to divide and conquer.

so long as @GrafRoy Zeppeli doesn't mind us talking in game strategies in the ooc

also not to repeat myself, but what kind of inventory do these guys have that we could see.

Fire Emblem: A Tale Of Two Swords

@Redstring lol at least you can throw yours, I gotta literally jump onto the horse or wyvern to attack.

although, we do have a rather nice silver kunai now she could use, though Itazu is a greedy bastard so I . don't see him giving it up unless absolutely necessary :P

Edit: BTW, what's the inventory we could see on these guys, that way I might make Itazu to snag something useful like some vuls or a beastslayer...God I almost grabbed that instead of armor slayer, but figured it'd be awkward for a Fox spirit to carry a weapon designed to kill them

Fire Emblem: A Tale Of Two Swords

Itazu

Itazu moved through forest with a practiced ease coming from a lifetime of living away from civilization, a light jingle in the air bringing a smile to his face. He doubted he'd see most of those recruits again, seeing as they couldn't even catch a common cutpurse right under their noses...well maybe common was under selling. The Fox Spirit's ears we're on a constant swivel following the cacophony of noises in the forest, the years of hunting letting him unconsciously mark various possible prey.

The sudden sound of the maid following the unexpected attack snapped him back to his surrondings, eyes widening in panic as the knife sliced through the air, barely missing one of his squadmates and continuing through the air past him, lodging in a tree behind the group. His interest in the girl waned as she revealed a rather brusque personality. 'Shame, cute girls should have cute personalities,' his ears pressing against his head as he pouted, before coming back up as he eyed the kunia she'd thrown, Tail wagging slightly as he noticed it. He had to admit it was excellently designed, looked to have a good weight and balance, and silver was always a nice touch, but really it'd be easier to examine if it wasn't buried in that tree.

Itazu slowly backed off from the rest of the group as she continued on, absentmindedly keeping track as she gave off her spiel, trying to keep one of his squadmates between him and her as he neared the weapon. While she started to finish her first bit, he frowned as he tried to pull the weighted knife, ears flattening as he redoubled his efforts, putting both hands on the handle and yanking on it, tail whipping frustratedly at the strain.

With a stifled gasp, he stumbled back from the tree as the kunai came free, grinning as he examined his prize, before his ears shot up in attention as he heard something ominous. Rather what he didn't hear, the others apparently having gone through the introductions, leaving him the last to respond.

Turning to face the others, he gave a half hearted salute to the primly dressed drill sergeant, trying to use the motion to discreetly slip the blade in his sack. "Pleasure to be here ma'am, Itazu, just Itazu these days."

Fire Emblem: A Tale Of Two Swords

Hey sorry for the hold up, we lost power for a few days, did get my intro written but can't post it yet, should be able to tomorrow. If y'all need to go on ahead I understand.

Having to borrow a friends phone to post this

Fire Emblem: A Tale Of Two Swords

alrighty I think that's the last thing, let me know if Itazu's fit for duty and I'll try and get a intro in tonight.

Fire Emblem: A Tale Of Two Swords

Bios up sorry it took so long combination of monster hunter, House marathon, and forgetting to save my document and losing half the bio and all the personality.

also sorry if the bio reads a bit dry, kinda plowed through it begrudgingly after having to write it over a second time. getting late here but I should finish the CS early tomorrow and have an intro post later that day.

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Oooooooh, danke light, much appreciated.

Fire Emblem: A Tale Of Two Swords

cool, wont be able to get my finished till later today due to work, but got some of the bio down last night.

Fire Emblem: A Tale Of Two Swords

Itazu

"They probably wanted me to have it, so what's the point in asking."

Sprite:

Name: Itazu

Nicknames/Title: N/A

Gender: Male

Marital Status: Single

Age: 19

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Family Ties: A few brothers and sisters still with the tribe.

Class: Thief

Weapon Mastery(ies): Daggers/Swords

Inventory:
Dagger
Armorslayer
Bullion (S)

Personality: Itazu could probably be best described as self indulgent, plenty ready to dive into most vices with little thought to the consequences. Always looking for a way to come out on top, he tends to attempt to be charming in most cases, figuring if people like you there much less likely to cart you off to a jail cell. Impulsive behavior can lead him to taking chances most wouldn't, and this has plenty of times gained him victories from the jaws of defeat, but just as often left him sleeping in the elements for his bad luck. Has on occasion been afflicted with bouts of a debilitating moral emergence, having tossed away great reward to pull someone else out of the fire. An astute lack of worry in most situations has led some to think him arrogant, while others just brush it off as stupidity.

tends to get maniacally obsessed with any rumor of a loose beaststone he hears, and only attitude to rival it is his depression after they prove to be false, sure to lead to a night of heavy drinking.

Biography: The tale of how Itazu came to be practically trapped in the capital is one filled with daring, treachery, swashbuckling, and daring...

Or so the young tailed scoundrel would regal any lass unable to see through such grandiose tales. Each time he tells the story, more and more embellishments crop up, now rivaling the exaggerations parents tell their children when recounting the tale of the sword brothers.

However, like those stories, the truth is buried in there. While he had always shown an aptitude for going unnoticed on hunts, he'd more often then not shown an even bigger ability to wander fur first into trouble. Wether following game into some local lord's private hunting grounds or getting involved with a mayor's daughter, Itazu oft had a knack for causing trouble for his tribe, though he'd usually escape unscathed, save an occasional lashing from the elder for such events.

Upon their trip to the capitol however, his poor consideration of the future finally caught up to him personally in a rather karmic manner. After a rather fruitful trading venture within the capitals walls, old habits had led the Fox to a tavern rather quickly, eager to make use of his portion of the profits they'd earned. Many rounds had been doled out to the patrons on the impulsive fox's dime, an easy way he'd found to make friends no matter how many furry appendages a new face may have. It really is a rather fond memory for Itazu, both ales and women in seemingly ready supply as the night continued onwards, events becoming hazy as the night continued and the tankards flowed. Unfortunate really that it had to be tainted upon his recovery the next morning. While waking to what few would consider poor company, it didn't take long for him to realize something was very wrong, a familiar weight missing, and its very absence making it all the more noticeable. Clearly during his carousing the night before, someone with considerable knowledge of his race's customs had seen the easy mark. They'd managed to separate him from the stone his clan used to connect them to their more bestial origins.

This loss in turn made him a liability to his clan upon the revelation, often using the form to traverse terrain to difficult for most caravans, bring in food for their travels, as well as protect the tribe from bandits along their travels. After a grace period of two weeks to find his stone passed, the tribe could afford no more delay and set off with out the trouble prone fox spirit.

In the years that have passed since he became a seemingly permanent resident of Jotenvarr, having found it rather easy to slip from stalking wild prey to feed the tribe, to picking easy and fat targets with coin to spare, more often then not hardly sleeping in the same place from night to night, picking taverns based on the days haul, or simply picking a nice roof for the night if he's feeling rather nostalgic. However his rather prominent ears are always to the ground when it comes to rumors of a beaststone about the city, often adopting an almost manic manner concerning such rumors.

Interest in joining the kings own guard comes from a hope of gaining access to better source of Intel surrounding such an object, not that he'd object to the steady cash flow such a prestigious position was sure to bring.