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We do have one more perspective player who has said they are working on a post. I do welcome anybody who is interested to apply. I haven't set an upper limit on players so as we go on, I'm hoping more people will join us.
There is no upper or lower limit to what players need to write. Just cover the basics at least and add as much or little as you like!
My favorite has always been science fiction. The more firmly grounded the universe the better. While I have never been a huge fan of magic, I do admit a strong affinity for Shadowrun. BattleTech is my first love.

The classic fantasy setting is pretty low on my list of likes bit it is such a popular setting that I simply can not ignore it. So I tend to make my own or look for settings that are low on the more bullshit elementals of fantasy. Again, the more firmly grounded the better.

No-go zones are most things including anime, super powers and modern popular culture.
I saw the one lady merc. Exciting stuff.

What’s up with Nevix? I’m hoping to see more from our shield bro.
We are still looking for interested players!
I would consider joining if it was outside of the main storyline. However, I will wish you the best of luck with this idea.
Best of luck with your concept.
Edon Wolf
Broken Keg Tavern
Dalenham, Ethora


Edon watched the cloaked tradesman leave with naked disdain in his expression. He was already in a sour mood before the surprise offer and now he didn't bother to hide it. When Varian called for another round of drinks, the nobleman waved his hand.

"None for me. See you in the morning."

He hadn't considered backing out of the group over this job. The whole reason he joined with Varian was to learn about leadership from a different perspective. The idea of staying in this town any longer than absolutely necessary sickened him and he wanted to prepare for the morning.

With his head held high, he marched out of the drinking hole and made his way to the gates. From there, it was a short walk to their encampment. Edon took care of his hygiene while the others were still out then ate. He cleaned and serviced his arms and armor then went to bed early.

Hours, still, before dawn Edon awoke. He ate a small, quick meal and did some light exercises to loosen his muscles and get his heart rate up. Then he broke down his part of the camp, donned his armor and shouldered his travel pack. If Varian and Drostan were up by then, he would help them with their gear would they desire it.

Edon was fairly well protected, which was a big reason he did not consider a shield necessary. He wore a segmented chest plate with additional pieces over his shoulders, elbows and forearms. A chain shirt sat snugly under that to add additional protection for his joints while a modestly quilted gambeson acted as padding for the armor and protection for his upper legs. The gambeson was split up the back to his waist for riding. Armored grieves and knee pads rounded him off. The kit was designed for maximum range of movement at the expense of coverage while also protecting is vitals. Edon considered it a good compliment to his mobility-based combat training. His helmet, when he bothered to wear one, was designed to be solid and sturdy but to leave his eyes and ears open, sacrificing some protection for increased awareness.

With or without the others, he would aim to arrive near the location an hour before the arranged meeting time. None of them seemed to trust the tradesman so Edon wanted to act as though an ambush was expected. He would, of course, change his plans if Varian ordered otherwise.
Oh, thank goodness. I was afraid we would never get one of those!

Heh.

How are you doing? I don't speak for the GM but I am curious to hear what you have in mind.
Awesome. I’ll work on that after I get home.
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