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Sadri will be a man (for once) and nominate himself mostly because Do'Karth already seems like he's definitely going, and he feels he could help.
I choose Sadri, because he's older, and therefore, wiser, so to speak, and Do'Karth because he's more of a pacifist, you know, what with the no killing thing and all.


Sadri


wiser




INT and WIS were young Sadri's dump stats in my headcanon. Luckily he has a rare condition where head trauma increases his intelligence rather than decreasing it.

By the way, I forgot to mention, I have stable internet access now. Cheers.
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I'm with Dervs, I guess. Subdue.
I expect they'll turn on us in the future anyway, but I figured they could be of some help against the cogs right now.

Then again, Ashlanders, so, not to be trusted, I guess.
Marcel knows the golden rule: Silver for monsters, steel for humans.


He's partially my ode to all grim monster-hunting media.
Marcel's turn. The post is shorter than what I'd like, but I hope you all like it.
Perhaps it was because of that he had forgotten how bloody and painful his line of work could get, or perhaps it was simply out of sheer boredom, but Marcel was quite happy that Ashav had kept his word and recommended him for a job. Admittedly, he had never worked with a group as large as this, and he hadn't exactly fought a lot of Spriggans - but he had at least some experience with them, and that was probably more than some of the others in the party. His enthusiasm, however out of place it seemed amongst the other members of the party, was only a plus.

The journey southward, towards their destination, was quite an enjoyable one for Marcel. A man of simple tastes, he very much enjoyed the companionship of the wild, and the companionship of the party, although he couldn't help but feel they weren't at ease with him (whether this stemmed from his disruptive capabilities, their lack of familiarity with him, or just his personality, Marcel did not know). He had enjoyed a small chat with a young lad named Cilo before their departure, but given the fact he wasn't part of the party, and given the fact his current companions weren't as foolishly jovial as the lad, he had to make do with only the mere presence of the party and make the best of enjoying the silence.

Lunchtime, on the other hand, was a whole different experience - the party, having settled down for a rest and meal, had suddenly gained much more social traction. Conversations and jokes were had, and although Marcel did not participate in them himself, he nonetheless enjoyed the sense of belonging he had created by laughing along to the party's jokes and listening with an interested expression to their tales, despite not having many ideas about what they really meant. He had perfectly made himself forgotten amongst all the personalities, become a part of the backdrop. He preferred things that way.

After lunch, however, simply enjoying the scenery became somewhat harder for Marcel, and likely for the rest of the party as well, considering the change of tone. The air had gotten heavier, irritating the eyes, harder to breathe. He would understand the reason for this once the woman called the Huntress would take him and the rest of the party to the scouting position. Beyond them lay a swath of annihilation, laden with complete silence. Ash, smog and smolders had worked together to create a landscape of desolation that Marcel had previously only seen in nightmares and macabre paintings from northern High Rock. He poured some water into his hand and wiped his face with it to feel somewhat refreshed, and to help against the traces of ash still carried on in the air.

He could feel traces of movement far away, not certain enough, but he could feel it in his gut. Deciding to heed his gut feeling, Marcel unsheathed his silver sword and kept it ready as the party moved forward. As the party leader, a pocket Hercules of a Bosmer called Daelin, called to give him an order, a sudden shout cleared through the circle as a middle-aged, burly man came rushing through the woods, flaming and axing at conjured sprays of insects. The group moved in to engage, and Marcel, having infiltrated the backdrop through his mundanity, also did, moving forward in a feat of stealth so profound that it seemed nobody noticed him, not even the party, let alone the Spriggans, it seemed.

Beyond him he could see the Altmer duke it out, albeit quite amateurishly, with the seemingly leading Spriggan. While he moved in to help the Altmer, a sudden dash by a wooden, feminine figure intercepted Marcel's movement. As the Spriggan raised its arm to spray Marcel with whatever magic it held in store, he brought his sword downwards, splitting its bark-covered limb in half. The creature gave an unnatural, ringing hiss, only to be muted when the silver smallsword lodged itself through the dryad's mask-like face, poking out the other side.
Good news, everyone!

So, for the past couple of months your illustrious GMs have been discussing in our secret, hidden lair where great evil occurs that to commemorate the upcoming one year anniversary for this game, we're going to commission a group picture!

I checked with my good friend and taker of my money on a few occasions, @Baklava of this very site, if she was willing to undertake such a big task and she sounds more than confident she can take on a project this big. So! What we need to know is who's interested in chipping into this? We'll get a firm price when we figure out who's all taking part, and the easiest way to do the payment is to pay your portion directly through PayPal.

http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/86474-baklavas-art-shop/ooc < Her art thread for those interested/ wondering what general prices are going to be like, as well as what her art looks like.

I'll state up front I've commissioned her a couple of times, so rest assured, she does good work in an impressive amount of time and your money's in good hands!

Initially, we were just going to do this behind all your backs and surprise you, but A) that would have been a lot of money to hoist upon 1-3 of us, and B) we didn't want to have to make the call of what character to cut if it came down to it, or do it for someone and have them drop out shortly after. Basically, it's kind of a show of gratitude for the guys who've been around for ages who kept the dream alive.

Anyways, disclaimer out of the way, let us know who's interested by let's say Sunday and we'll get this ball rollin'!


I'm afraid I'll have to pass. Short budget lately.
And with my last breath of phone internet I post. Sorry about the quality, it's been a busy couple of days and we still haven't gotten an internet router. I'm not sure when we'll get it, but I'll try to prepare a post for Marcel before that.
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