POOHEAD189

Treasure Hunters - A Warhammer Fantasy Adventure

Sketti held up his 'hammerhand' and grinned, showing his yellowed teeth through his equally unwashed beard. He tapped the wall, indicating he was in fact, an Engineer as well as s Slayer. He wasn't keen on speaking back in Khazalid. He already felt he often revealed too much of their ancient language, walking around with his Khazalid tattoos for all the world to see. Though Men and Elves probably would not be able to fathom it if they tried.

Sketti wasn't entirely untraditional, but even before he took the Oath, he was what some Dwarfs called 'disrespectful' to the hierarchy of his fellow Dawi. A few Dwarfs (other than his family, who as per tradition considered him dead the moment he shaved his head) whispered he had no guilt for his shame, and he had simply taken the oath so he would have free reign to make whatever he wanted, and that he had always had a death wish.

That was only partly true! He had guilt for his shame, as any sane Dwarf would, and took his oath seriously. Far more seriously than anything else in his life, save his contraptions. Though granted, he hardly took much anything seriously...save his contraptions.

He certainly took the surprise Elgi seriously as the lithe, twig like form fell out of the sky as if he or she had been drifting in the wind. "Oi!" he said, pointing at the Elf. "Yo-"

Suddenly, their patron showed up and effected him in various magical ways. Thankfully, it wasn't enough to halt his Dwarven sensibilities (especially with a durned Elf present), but he waited until the announcement and images in his head subsided.
"-...You must be lost Elgi! And blasted insane if you think you can come in here and speak to a Longbeard like that!"

Into The Dark: Tales of Maroleth

@The Fated Fallen

Oh...

I shall post soon, then! No one else post, please~

Valkyrie Theory [Sci-fi Mecha RP][Rp is up][OPEN and Accepting]

Greetings! Co-GM here.

Into The Dark: Tales of Maroleth

Looks like we might get a few new peeps :0
Btw, while TFF is getting to posting, y'all don't need to worry about posting again until she does.
@Banana@BCTheEntity@Fetzen

An Oriental Story [Martial Arts Themed RP] - LF Force Master

@Holy SoldierUnderstood. I'll see about making a sheet ASAP.
Has anyone submitted a Force Master btw? Just in case. I think I'll still shoot for blade, though.

Treasure Hunters - A Warhammer Fantasy Adventure

@AndreyichTomorrow, my beard will join your in glorious conquest.

The Elder Scrolls: Fruits of Contention - Chapter 1 (Completed)

I am back as well everyone! Now, I demand an 8 page essay on what has transpired. Wait no, I demand it in 3 sentences.

East meets West (SlashInfinite & POOHEAD189 1x1)

Arrows arced towards them in a rough but widespread volley. The slick sounds of the missiles sinking into flesh was drowned out by the louder noise of them embedded and bouncing off armor, and the even louder warcries of the Western Knights as they advanced. Their horses thundered down the mellow slope, before splashing through shallow river. Rylen had been Knighted not 3 months ago, and had been given his own company of horseman, 200 strong.

Only a scant dozen had fallen before they had crossed the river, but their armor held strong and the milia force they fought now were mostly mere conscripts with hunting bows. They lacked the firepower to punch through the thinnest parts of their armor, only a few lucky shots slipping through the vulnerable areas.

The town had made a hastily built barrier and trench for the folk to set their spears upon and mount a defense. Rylen waved to his unit, and they followed his orders. Fifty on each side swung left and right to flank the enemy as Rylen and his men dismounted, using the sparse trees between the village and the river as cover, before charging forward with their swords and shields. Twenty minutes later, the small town past the river barrier was theirs.

It had been taken once before, but the Westerners had been pushed back. It was only a single village, but it was across the no man's land. The forward vanguard of the entire west. The villagers and militia there were spared, if they surrendered. Their food stuffs were taken, and men began to set up the perimeter. In the distance, down a rolling forested hill further east, a large city loomed.
@SlashInfinite

So I enter guild...

@Etherean FireWelcome, my friend!