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In The Warren 11 yrs ago Forum: Free Roleplay
Kyle looked around at the tavern he was sitting in called The Black Thorn. He drank a large cup of ale and revealed the big message board on the wall. That called for the the death's of gang bosses and nobles. Along with the way they where to meet there end. The guild got a cut of the commission when the contract was collected. Kyle smiled at his bartender and said " Seems so long ago that i was just a wet nose pup, taking jobs from that board. " Kyle smiled and it was not a pretty thing he knew. Know one knew he was the head the only few that knew where the bartender and some of the higher members of the guild. After all no one in the Warren would take his guild seriously. So he made a few token appearances wearing a steel mask. And just to keep people guessing he also used his Bartender as his look a like.
He smiled as he heard the door man give the challenge "thieves prosper" Than the answer "the rich remember" Kyle knew it was one of the many save guards he had in his bar., and that if someone failed to answer properly they would be refused. And the door man was armed with a hand cross bow.

The man walked in was called Shivers he was one of the guilds best poisoners. He wondered up to the bar and smiled at Kyle it and said in a horse voice " I'll have what he is havin"
Kyle smiled at a old friend of his "so you looking for some work ? " He asked with a grin as he sild a flyer over to him of a job. Slivers put it in a belt pouch and downed a good part of his drink. than smiled at Kyle toasting him with a cup.
Kyle stood a litte more wobbly than he ment to. He was performing his drunkeness. The ale he was drinking only had little to no alcohol in it.
In The Warren 11 yrs ago Forum: Free Roleplay
Name: Kyle Blint
Age: 19
Class Warrener
Sub Class : Assassin Guild Master
Power/Gift :Ability to pull shadows around him in a vale. and to draw on the nexous of power around the warren to increase his physical attributes
History: Born in the The Warren and sold into the blood pits as a young child, The pits where fight rings where children and adults alike fought to the death. The warrens sick form of gladiators. Kyle apprenticed with an old assassin. And honed his craft. Now he is a sell sword, Though he still respects his roots in The Warren. And still runs his business out of a small pub called the black thorn. Later the leader of the guild of assassins called the La'vox.
In The Warren 11 yrs ago Forum: Free Roleplay
Welcome to The Warren a dirty slum were human life is cheep and blood shed is an everyday occurrence. Where everyone you met is a criminal of one sort or another. You have you cut purses, hired thugs, Prostitutes, Assassins. You can find anything in The Warren if you have enough gold. There are tunnels and catacombs snaking underground leading to ruins that the slums where rebuilt on time after time. There are thieves guilds and work houses, and cat houses beyond counting. All gangs fighting over streets and protection money. But there is magic every one born and raised in The Warren has a bit some more than others. When you cross into the Warren a person can find anything. So come on in weather you be noble, thief just know that you enter at your own risk and you might not make it out alive.

RULES
1. No God Modding
2. No over the top powers, Or if you do want something that is a little over board know how to wright it 'Ie. Mind control it will not always work, And leave it open to fail. If needed i will explain this rule.
3. This game will have some adult situations and strong language, I will not put an age limit. But please be aware if your not mature enough to handle it than you don't have to join.
4.No one punch fights
5. If thing's are getting to sexual please take it to your inbox's.
6. Most impotent have fun!

SETTING
Middle ages with a castle at the heart of the city. Docks that are part of The Warren. Upper class manors out side of the city. Merchant quarter filled with shops close sharing a boundary with The Warren. Clockwork is allowed though there is no gunpowder or guns.

CS.
Name:
Age:
Class (Warrener, Noble Merchent)
Sub Class :(Assassin Thives Fence Guard. Feel free to make up your own sub class )
Power/Gift (please Keep in mind only Warreners have magic abilitys, How ever If your one of the other classes you can have enchanted items):
History:
Paul looked at the people gathering around a form. " Do you guys need some help with him? " Paul asked his American accent was clear and he thought about hiding it but did not really care enough at the moment to try and hide it. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small vile and held it out. Paul's nose was still bleeding and he pressed the sleeve of his robe to it in a lame attempt to stop the bleeding. "It will help with the pain." Paul said lamely not wanting to get into his project, That evolved a flying skate board and the roof tops of London.
so do i need to remove my posts ?
Paul panted as he burst threw the doors. Seeing some one who was out of the fight he waved his hand to send him sliding behind a shelf filled with fireworks. Paul raised his arms letting the anger that was not to far from the surface. And everything with in ten feet of Paul lifted off the shelving and herald it's self at Bellatrix. Wandless magic Paul had experimented with it . Though it came at a price, Paul felt a head ache form and a stream of blood flowed from his nose. But it was all for not because the moment the continence of the shelving would have hit her she disapperated.
Paul sighed as he walked out of another shop. His coin purse was vary light now from buying his school supplies. And like every year he wondered if the fact he was not English would get him expelled . He sighed more deeply and started walking down the ally.

Paul's long robes where a few inches to small on the sleeve's being last years robes and the inside was a dark red in color. On his shoulder was his pet Rasmussen a Psedodragon commonly called a fire lizard. His body was about a foot long and his tail was two feet long. The tails of fire lizards where stingers and poisonous though the poison was not strong enough to do anything to humans other than make them sleepy. Though on the pray they hunted it was devastating mostly small mammals . Rasmussen chirped and hisses and fluttered his wings all four feet of them. Paul reached up and stroke Rasmussen behind the jaw, Expertly calming the fire lizard

Paul looked up as there was the sound of an explosion. Paul flicked his arm up sending Rasmussen into the air so he would be out of danger. He sprinted to the sound of the explosion. Paul's wand still tucked in his combat boot as he pelted to the sight of the sound.
i have read and understand the rules. This will be fun, thank you for letting me join.
NAME: Paul Sharestone

AGE: 16

APPEARANCE: Long dark hair he dyes some locks various colors depending on his mood. Along with a tongue persing and eyebrow ring. Standing at five seven he perfures to dress in dark clothing and a long trench coat. He looks alot like a layabout goth kid. .

WAND: Red wood with a leather wrapped handle . It's core is a lock of hair from a chimera's main.

SCHOOL YEAR & HOUSE: 4th year Ravenclaw

PERSONALITY: Prion to brood and dark moods. He is normally found with his nose in a book, he finds himself drawn to forbidden knowledge. He is also a firm beliver of train one's body and the mind will fallow. And manners where never a huge thing with him.

CREED:. Half Blood

HISTORY: Paul grew up in the Mid West of the united states. He imported to England when he received a letter. Paul passes the time in between semesters at Hogwarts and working in a smuggle occult book store. Called the Third Eye , he worked to find any actual magic books that may come threw the store. His parents died in a murder suicide when he was eleven. He bounced from foster home to foster home. Tell he received his letter and made tracks to England. Where he was able to secure housing above Third Eye.
So what needs to be done for Vadeem to be accepted ? Or should I do another cs ?
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