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I think it might have been because I had initially, in a rather bubbly-fun polite kind of way, pointed out that part of the problem with his CS was probably his lack of "the answer is 42." Which, in turn, likely prompted the initial post anyway... I feel kinda crappy over semi-starting this now that I'm thinking about it. Sorry guys.
It does. I just hope it actually gets started and nothing's happened.
He pmed me over my response to him being rude initially over the 42 thing.
The opening of the door and the addition of one more voice reached Keilan's delicately pointed ears. She smiled a little and returned the tablet to it's stand on the table in the back corner. She practically skipped to the front of the room, this time keeping her wings folded tight to avoid hitting anyone. Her dark, but clear green eyes swept the room. Six bodies, seven people. That was all of them. A small thrill of excitement and joy ran through her. She had been concerned that a couple of them might not show up for various reasons.
"Alright. That looks like everyone... Thaddeus, Rhee and Lilu, Mikhail, Latia, James, and Harper." Keilan gestured for any not seated to do so, eyes falling on each person as she called their names. "I am positively thrilled to see that all of you answered your letters of acceptance, or rather request, to join the expeditionary unit. We will be the first to have stepped foot past the safety of the Island and it's cloaked waters in just over eight decades. I think I've given my name to one or two of you, but I believe it's time for a proper introduction. My name is Commander General Keilan Liles. I run the Island's Intelligence Operations and, essentially, all of our Homeland Security. I hand picked each of you for my force from the files of the Island's best and brightest between 17 and 35, and I have chosen to personally brief you and take you through the training measures. If we're going to spend all that time as a team out there, we may as well start here, no?"
"Alright. That looks like everyone... Thaddeus, Rhee and Lilu, Mikhail, Latia, James, and Harper." Keilan gestured for any not seated to do so, eyes falling on each person as she called their names. "I am positively thrilled to see that all of you answered your letters of acceptance, or rather request, to join the expeditionary unit. We will be the first to have stepped foot past the safety of the Island and it's cloaked waters in just over eight decades. I think I've given my name to one or two of you, but I believe it's time for a proper introduction. My name is Commander General Keilan Liles. I run the Island's Intelligence Operations and, essentially, all of our Homeland Security. I hand picked each of you for my force from the files of the Island's best and brightest between 17 and 35, and I have chosen to personally brief you and take you through the training measures. If we're going to spend all that time as a team out there, we may as well start here, no?"
Holy. Crap. I thought it was bad enough that I got a rude pm, but to bring this crap here in the open with the same tone? Jeez....
Oh well. Anyway. If you need monster ideas, Phobos, feel free to pm me and I'll be happy to help you. I've been doing a lot of monster research anyway for my LARP. I'm sure we can find something that suits your character idea.
Oh, and I posted.
Oh well. Anyway. If you need monster ideas, Phobos, feel free to pm me and I'll be happy to help you. I've been doing a lot of monster research anyway for my LARP. I'm sure we can find something that suits your character idea.
Oh, and I posted.
The fear washed over her but she held her place, slowly sitting back down. Leilah eyed him, but said nothing as Zandrea said her peace. She raised an eyebrow when the girl removed a pair of earrings and slowly began turning to stone. While the earrings were being re-affixed to the Gargoyle, the fennec-like Kyuubi took a settling breath. After a moment of pondering her phrasing, she responded as well, "I can live with fear, I suppose. At least you are straightforward and honest about it."
Aaand here's Kolli again. :3
Name: Kollista Lilith Nightbane
Race: Gnome
Gender: Female
Age: 70 (relatively young for a gnome)
Occupation: Necromancer and “dark overlord of the undead rabbit-mount frog cavalry.”
Appearance:
Height: 4'3
Weight: 60lbs
Weaponry: Magic... and her own klutzy nature... GTFO WHILE YOU CANNNNN. On the serious side, Kollista is known for drain magic and a few basic gaze spells (such as fear and disarm) and has a tendency to use her raise-dead abilities on three subjects unless convinced otherwise: frogs, rabbits, and squirrels. She’s not useless in a fight; in fact, she’s quite capable. It’s her experiments you have to look out for. She likes to toy with potion-making and phylactery/immortality crafting. She also carries a scythe that she often uses to focus her power.
History/Background: The Letter of Introduction crafted for Kollista by my good friend so she would come to town in proper gnomeish style for Orn (the larp I originally used her for). It, I believe, explains her quite satisfactorily: 3
"Dear Recipient:
It is my greatest pleasure and deepest sympathy to write this letter of introduction to you and to pronounce the consumptive and pestiferous gnome that bears it the title of Journeyman in the field of necromantic arts. Kollista Nightbane, daughter of Linkoln Sparkcaster, son of Markholm Lightgear, son of Lansing Whizbang, son of Assic Photobolt, son of Indi Brighteyes, son of Waite the Cuthroat has proven herself to be a gnome of widely known reputation and cataclysmic proportions. She is a bringer of tears and a destroyer of labs, ruiner of crops, defiler of dairy, and a little firecracker of catastrophy.
It is with great honor that I send her on her way with her first hat, and grant her the title of Journey. May her footsteps lead her away from my door, and to someone with far more patience than I.
May the gears forever turn,
Master Newton Bonefinger, disciple of Fingers D'Red, student of Cassic the Round, pupil of Antoineti of the Demonic Gaze, son and student of Liolam Cogsmith first of our order and bedmate of Hexodus.
She's your problem now!"
Name: Kollista Lilith Nightbane
Race: Gnome
Gender: Female
Age: 70 (relatively young for a gnome)
Occupation: Necromancer and “dark overlord of the undead rabbit-mount frog cavalry.”
Appearance:
Height: 4'3
Weight: 60lbs
Weaponry: Magic... and her own klutzy nature... GTFO WHILE YOU CANNNNN. On the serious side, Kollista is known for drain magic and a few basic gaze spells (such as fear and disarm) and has a tendency to use her raise-dead abilities on three subjects unless convinced otherwise: frogs, rabbits, and squirrels. She’s not useless in a fight; in fact, she’s quite capable. It’s her experiments you have to look out for. She likes to toy with potion-making and phylactery/immortality crafting. She also carries a scythe that she often uses to focus her power.
History/Background: The Letter of Introduction crafted for Kollista by my good friend so she would come to town in proper gnomeish style for Orn (the larp I originally used her for). It, I believe, explains her quite satisfactorily: 3
"Dear Recipient:
It is my greatest pleasure and deepest sympathy to write this letter of introduction to you and to pronounce the consumptive and pestiferous gnome that bears it the title of Journeyman in the field of necromantic arts. Kollista Nightbane, daughter of Linkoln Sparkcaster, son of Markholm Lightgear, son of Lansing Whizbang, son of Assic Photobolt, son of Indi Brighteyes, son of Waite the Cuthroat has proven herself to be a gnome of widely known reputation and cataclysmic proportions. She is a bringer of tears and a destroyer of labs, ruiner of crops, defiler of dairy, and a little firecracker of catastrophy.
It is with great honor that I send her on her way with her first hat, and grant her the title of Journey. May her footsteps lead her away from my door, and to someone with far more patience than I.
May the gears forever turn,
Master Newton Bonefinger, disciple of Fingers D'Red, student of Cassic the Round, pupil of Antoineti of the Demonic Gaze, son and student of Liolam Cogsmith first of our order and bedmate of Hexodus.
She's your problem now!"
Morning
Keilan doubletook. "I'm sorry, what?"
Lol oh wow. Yeah, that just sounds like a bad time.
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