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My name is Liar and I have been roleplaying for over a decade. My hobbies include reading, writing, roleplaying, and fan fiction.
I am currently working as a freelance editor, looking over various manuscripts and making sure the quality is well enough to be published. However, I am also attending university for a Political Science degree (I have already earned an English and Psychology degree).
My current plans are to join the United States Marine Corps. as an officer and establish a military career. From there, I hope to expand my influence wide enough to the point that I am able to take over the country.
I am currently working as a freelance editor, looking over various manuscripts and making sure the quality is well enough to be published. However, I am also attending university for a Political Science degree (I have already earned an English and Psychology degree).
My current plans are to join the United States Marine Corps. as an officer and establish a military career. From there, I hope to expand my influence wide enough to the point that I am able to take over the country.
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Sorry for the sudden disappearance. Relatives visited, keeping me preoccupied. Things have slowed down, but they're not leaving until Thursday.
I don't trust Lazuli to carry around Eren's body. For all Aehren knows, it's just going to crush it if it's not careful.
Aehren is ambivalent! He will keep Eren's sword and head though.
@Lotta Pumpkins
Aehren wouldn't even want to help. He supports the Empire expanding since he's a noble from there. Who is to say anyone is morally right to 'free' the city? It could very well be that the occupation helped improve the city even.
Aehren wouldn't even want to help. He supports the Empire expanding since he's a noble from there. Who is to say anyone is morally right to 'free' the city? It could very well be that the occupation helped improve the city even.
Aehren will veto that.
@RabidAnubis
We don't need one giant collaborative post. Let's be practical and just post as we are doing.
Just because it's the advanced forum does it mean we sacrifice practicality.
We don't need one giant collaborative post. Let's be practical and just post as we are doing.
Just because it's the advanced forum does it mean we sacrifice practicality.
I wouldn't mind if we continue posting for interaction.
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Aehren Nohr shows off his cunning.
Aehren Nohr shows off his cunning.
The street was devoid of people—the commotion going inside the tavern saw to that. However, the fact that it was almost completely empty gave him pause. There should have been at least a few onlookers who wanted to watch the spectacle unfolding. This spoke volumes about the current state of the city. Aehren had no doubt that his home country was enforcing strict rules upon the population to keep order, but that was not his main concern. There were several types of commanders that can inspire such dread onto an occupied populace, but the worst ones were commanders that were deliberately cruel.
The young wolf slipped into the alley next to the tavern, casually leaning against the wall of the building adjutant to it. His ears picked up a myriad of noises. There were a few strays sniffing around for a meal, distant shouts and yells and other conversations from across the city, and other insignificant sounds that was common in a city. However, it was the heavy footsteps that were coming closer that caught his attention. He heard metal scraping against metal, metal stomping on dirt and stone.
Aehren peered out of his place in the shadows and his eyes fell upon a group of men that he recognized instantly. He was no stranger to the Gallants of Niratrem after all. He considered his options, but he immediately dismissed abandoning his companions. A Nohr was no coward, not even a crafty one like him. Slipping into the tavern without drawing attention was child’s play and he quickly warned the others of the Gallants. However, he immediately maneuvered into positioning himself with the tavern owner and his daughter. There was no need to show he had ties to his Iron Mountain comrades.
What came next was interesting. Lady Vekk and the Lord Gallant were able to reach an accord. He considered their words, picking them apart, and was content with the terms. Though he was a bit put-off by the lie Lady Vekk had used. She made it sound as though going by ship was their only option. That would not do.
After the commotion died, there was nothing left to do but clean up. As the others went upstairs to lick their wounds and rest after what occurred, Aehren decided he would inspect the corpse of Eren. There was something about him that looked familiar. He looked at the belongings of the deceased man and upon inspecting the sword he had carried Aehren knew immediately who this man was. It was none other than Eren the Lost Dragon, a claimant to the Niratremi throne.
“Innkeeper,” Aehren called out to the portly man. “Instead of dumping him into the sea, can I have you take him to the undertaker instead? He needs to be embalmed”
The innkeeper looked hesitant at the prospect, but a simple payment of a few coins convinced the man. Before making way upstairs, Aehren took Oathkeeper and the two pistols Eren kept. Lazuli, the golem, was present, but Aehren was not concerned about countermanding Lady Vekk’s orders.
Aehren entered just as Lady Vekk was summarizing the events. Remaining silent, he made his way to the window and took his place on the chair beside it. He was always more comfortable sitting in a place where he could watch every entrance of the room. He listened as the others made their own remarks, frowning in disapproval at Erik’s blithe words but his ears twitching in interest when he heard Sir Gravelbeard’s suggestion.
“We’re thinking like criminals.” He stopped and began gauging the reaction of each person that was present. Once he was sure he had their attention, Aehren decided to expand his words further, “You all committed no crimes, a fact that a Lord Gallant vocally admitted to in front of a large audience. All he wants from the perpetrators of his men’s death is their leave.”
Aehren then presented Oathkeeper to his companions. “This is the blade our dead comrade had. Interestingly, he was Eren the Lost Dragon, a claimant to the Niratremi throne. Though unfortunate, his death means a boon to the mission. If Niratrem gives us any more trouble, we can simply present this sword and his head to any man in charge. He does have a longstanding bounty in the empire. We can reap rewards from it.
“Also, on the subject of leaving, I have a simple solution. We can just leave through the gates that will lead to the mission’s next destination. As the heir to House Nohr of Wolfsworn, my family and its reputation can be used to ensure your safety. After all, I can simply just say that after witnessing your talents in the tavern, I hired you all as bodyguards for my journey back home. A little further north from the destination is my home, you know. Though I admit it would be best to have Sir Gravelbeard’s plan as a backup in case things go awry.”
After finishing what may have been the longest thing he had ever since meeting everyone, Aehren smirked rather cunningly at his compatriots. He always was eager to show off his talents to others.
The young wolf slipped into the alley next to the tavern, casually leaning against the wall of the building adjutant to it. His ears picked up a myriad of noises. There were a few strays sniffing around for a meal, distant shouts and yells and other conversations from across the city, and other insignificant sounds that was common in a city. However, it was the heavy footsteps that were coming closer that caught his attention. He heard metal scraping against metal, metal stomping on dirt and stone.
Aehren peered out of his place in the shadows and his eyes fell upon a group of men that he recognized instantly. He was no stranger to the Gallants of Niratrem after all. He considered his options, but he immediately dismissed abandoning his companions. A Nohr was no coward, not even a crafty one like him. Slipping into the tavern without drawing attention was child’s play and he quickly warned the others of the Gallants. However, he immediately maneuvered into positioning himself with the tavern owner and his daughter. There was no need to show he had ties to his Iron Mountain comrades.
What came next was interesting. Lady Vekk and the Lord Gallant were able to reach an accord. He considered their words, picking them apart, and was content with the terms. Though he was a bit put-off by the lie Lady Vekk had used. She made it sound as though going by ship was their only option. That would not do.
After the commotion died, there was nothing left to do but clean up. As the others went upstairs to lick their wounds and rest after what occurred, Aehren decided he would inspect the corpse of Eren. There was something about him that looked familiar. He looked at the belongings of the deceased man and upon inspecting the sword he had carried Aehren knew immediately who this man was. It was none other than Eren the Lost Dragon, a claimant to the Niratremi throne.
“Innkeeper,” Aehren called out to the portly man. “Instead of dumping him into the sea, can I have you take him to the undertaker instead? He needs to be embalmed”
The innkeeper looked hesitant at the prospect, but a simple payment of a few coins convinced the man. Before making way upstairs, Aehren took Oathkeeper and the two pistols Eren kept. Lazuli, the golem, was present, but Aehren was not concerned about countermanding Lady Vekk’s orders.
Aehren entered just as Lady Vekk was summarizing the events. Remaining silent, he made his way to the window and took his place on the chair beside it. He was always more comfortable sitting in a place where he could watch every entrance of the room. He listened as the others made their own remarks, frowning in disapproval at Erik’s blithe words but his ears twitching in interest when he heard Sir Gravelbeard’s suggestion.
“We’re thinking like criminals.” He stopped and began gauging the reaction of each person that was present. Once he was sure he had their attention, Aehren decided to expand his words further, “You all committed no crimes, a fact that a Lord Gallant vocally admitted to in front of a large audience. All he wants from the perpetrators of his men’s death is their leave.”
Aehren then presented Oathkeeper to his companions. “This is the blade our dead comrade had. Interestingly, he was Eren the Lost Dragon, a claimant to the Niratremi throne. Though unfortunate, his death means a boon to the mission. If Niratrem gives us any more trouble, we can simply present this sword and his head to any man in charge. He does have a longstanding bounty in the empire. We can reap rewards from it.
“Also, on the subject of leaving, I have a simple solution. We can just leave through the gates that will lead to the mission’s next destination. As the heir to House Nohr of Wolfsworn, my family and its reputation can be used to ensure your safety. After all, I can simply just say that after witnessing your talents in the tavern, I hired you all as bodyguards for my journey back home. A little further north from the destination is my home, you know. Though I admit it would be best to have Sir Gravelbeard’s plan as a backup in case things go awry.”
After finishing what may have been the longest thing he had ever since meeting everyone, Aehren smirked rather cunningly at his compatriots. He always was eager to show off his talents to others.
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