I didn't exactly trust Nat this time around, I mean, she left before the voting could take place; therefore in case she had been voted on, she wouldn't have around. Again, she wasn't near anyone else, leaving her to her own devices during the offing of Alpha.
That could give a bunny quite some time to acquire a plan, or method to murder. Or an easy getaway if they voted on her.. That, and she's an actress. There are some that have been known to do 'anything' to get in the news. Or...Rabbit News.
Just some thoughts so far. I don't really trust anyone, but Nat seemed the most suspicious this time.
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With a lighthearted smile, Daniel backed away from the small shopkeeper, his hands in the air. "I swear to you, I didn't do anything." His voice was thick with honeyed words. Hopefully he could wriggle his way out of this one as well. As of late, he didn't happen to have been in the right place at the right time, at all. As it so happened, he was normally directly channelling the opposite. "Look miss, I don't know anything about-"
"OF COURSE YOU DO YOU HOOLIGAN!" She lifted her broom and narrowed her viscous brown eyes, spittle flying from her mouth. "I KNOW YOU TOOK MY HUSBANDS BOUTONNIÈRE!" She wailed, swinging her broom at the air in front of her, barely missing the young mans baffled face.
Feeling that now would probably be best to leave, and not to explain how a dead mans flowers meant nothing to him, that he didn't steal them, instead he ran. "Sorry, but I'm running late to a meeting...It was nice to meet you!" He shouted behind him, rushing through the crowded cobblestone streets, carefully weaving through the many bodies with ease. He had done this plenty of times.
Finally reaching an end to the mass of people, Dan slowed his pace and flattened out his clothes. "...Goodness" He uttered a few choice words after, but that will be left to the imagination.
His light amber eyes lifted and locked on a nearby bench. Oh, how nice it'd be to just relax for once....His eyes fluttered up to a poster placed directly in the middle of the bench, causing him to smile. Oh, good ol' patriotism..
For most people.
A smile still plastered upon the young man's face, he turned and gladly ran through the massive crowds again. He had a meeting to attend, and he didn't want to be late.
"OF COURSE YOU DO YOU HOOLIGAN!" She lifted her broom and narrowed her viscous brown eyes, spittle flying from her mouth. "I KNOW YOU TOOK MY HUSBANDS BOUTONNIÈRE!" She wailed, swinging her broom at the air in front of her, barely missing the young mans baffled face.
Feeling that now would probably be best to leave, and not to explain how a dead mans flowers meant nothing to him, that he didn't steal them, instead he ran. "Sorry, but I'm running late to a meeting...It was nice to meet you!" He shouted behind him, rushing through the crowded cobblestone streets, carefully weaving through the many bodies with ease. He had done this plenty of times.
Finally reaching an end to the mass of people, Dan slowed his pace and flattened out his clothes. "...Goodness" He uttered a few choice words after, but that will be left to the imagination.
His light amber eyes lifted and locked on a nearby bench. Oh, how nice it'd be to just relax for once....His eyes fluttered up to a poster placed directly in the middle of the bench, causing him to smile. Oh, good ol' patriotism..
For most people.
A smile still plastered upon the young man's face, he turned and gladly ran through the massive crowds again. He had a meeting to attend, and he didn't want to be late.
My post should be up soon, I'm really excited to get started on the story!
Much welcome.
Alphakoka said
So, does this game die with me?
I hope not, this was a really fun pastime. Squee's probably just very busy IRL as of late.
I really like all of the character's so far. I think that they'll all fit in well with each other, and hopefully, will last to go on many missions together.
One can dream anyway.
One can dream anyway.
TheCaptainQ said
Actually I think that's a great idea.
That sounds like a plan. If you're interested in collabing we could do so over PM's. That's if you want to of course.
MacabreFox said
Yeah, I think I might keep them around as NPCs. And yes, the group living in Almeria would need to be hardy. The environment out there is unimagineable. But Almeria is an oasis, truly it is. There are no other sources of freshwater nearby, at least for 300 hundred miles. It is also known as the City of Thieves. I'm trying to determine what they should look like. Either Bedouin or Egyptian influences. Perhaps they are rivals with the Rakasha..
They seem like they would be good for hired muscle. To me, it would befit a rivalry, in a city of thieves, I'm pretty sure different races would have a hard time getting along. As for the references, I like the idea. It would definitely fit the desert theme.
My character sheet has been edited, I apologize for the length, but I wanted to add not only how he received the items in question, as well as a bit of character development.
I'll get on mulling over my introduction, but I think that I'll have him outside of the inn. It would fit my character to seek refuge at night at an inn, as well as seek a target he might had been sent for.
K-97 said
But what if knowing that they decided to lurk in order to avoid suspicion?
I think that we've already had this conversation...
Drakel said
A mod that allows the dragonborn to tell the Blades to fuck off and listen to him and save paarthurnax
7) A mod that fixes the ending and makes it better.
I just avoided the blades after they told me to do that. I wasn't going to kill a badass dragon that helped me.
As for the ending, just how did your game end?
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