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Into The Dark: Mercenaries (Heroes of Fame and Fortune)

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Into The Dark: Mercenaries (Heroes of Fame and Fortune)

The handsome woman, with her blonde hair tied in a bun, raised an eyebrow at their manner. "_{I'm just the help...}" she muttered. Still, she had been stationed to be there so she wouldn't walk away, at least until she received a 'no' from everyone. The large man and the diminutive Gnome looking over what she assumed was an aclehmist's nightmare unnerved her somewhat, though the Captain seemed suave and refined enough to be within these accommodations, and the shorter woman did not seem too out of place.

Kayden gave Lis a grin. "I admit, it's a tad cliche'." he told her, letting out a chuckle. He called the woman over with a wave of his hand, and then sighed. "Don't take this as an example of my usual manner, but...it is free." He took two wine glasses, and downed one with little effort. The next, he held for later in his left hand, his other hand with its thumb within his belt. Allard's comments drew his attention, and he raised an eyebrow. Inquisitiveness he didn't mind, as long as it disrupted nothing. The serving woman had left by that point. "Just keep mostly to yourselves. It's all about presentation with Nobles. However, I wanted all of you here to hear what this Pembrook had to say."

As if on cue, they suddenly heard the distant 'clack' of something upon the ground, over and over and over. It ominously came closer, as if it was a stalking shark. Closer and closer, yet painfully slow.

Kayden nearly chugged his other glass when he saw the Lord Pembrook, for it had been revealed that the clack was indeed a cane, and the man holding the cane looked almost like a mole. Short, fat, his beard looked more like whiskers, and he seemed to be almost blind. "G-greetings fellow swordsmen!" he called, waving at them with the free hand. He wore fine clothing and many rings on his fingers. "My my, what a large group you have!"

"It's only the four of us, my Lord..." Kayden replied, trying not to offend the old man.

"Four?" He squinted. "Ah yes, those are the chairs. Anyway, yes yes I am quite glad you have deigned to meet with me, yes. I am quite glad indeed. Yes yes, follow me!"

He abruptly turned around, and as painfully slow as he had been before, he began walking away.

Kayden looked like what the kids called 'done.' "_{By the Gods}...Sir, sir please. We're only here to hear what mission you'd give us."

"Ah, but why not speak in the living room?"

"We're fine here, thanks."

Lord Pembrook halted, and turned. "Are you certain?"

"Yes, indeed." Kayden replied, his smooth voice very breathless from the sigh he was making. He decided it was time to down that second glass of wine. As he chugged, the Lord halted and nodded. "Very well. You see, my boy. You see, recently I have come across a proprietor that wishes to buy a trinket I have in my vault, yes. Yes in fact he seemed quite interested."

"Cool."

"Yes, hehe. And Indeed I did not wish to part with it. No, my, I could never! For the Book is quite old, yes. Quite old! Very old, you see."

"I do."

"So! But see, yes. Yes, see. The man seemed very peculiar. Very peculiar. My servants told me as much as well, as did my house priest. We believe he will attempt to take the trinket out of my vault by force, you see."

"Because he was peculiar?"

"Oh, many nasty rumors in town, my good fellow. Many. And one can never be too careful, and so I dearly hope to hire you to be guards for my vault for a few weeks, that is, until things have died down and we can be sure, you see. Indeed, yes."

Legend of the Silver Legion (A Fantasy RP)

Kingdom of Glorandal

Kingdom of Glorandal

Government

While to the wider world Glorandal is a soveriegn Monarchy, in reality it is more of a Confederation of small Fiefdoms, under the 'oversight' of a Queen and Prince Protector.

They are united culturally and in race, but divided politically. Many 'Merchant Lords' vye for greater wealth and influence. Trading wars are common.

The Queen is set to handle all of the inner politics of Glorandal, settling disputes and helping broker agreements. The 'Prince Protector' will perform these duties when the Queen is absent, but his main role is to handle matters of National Security, War, and executing Justice when need be.

Geography

The mainland is home to beautiful beaches and subtropical lowlands where Port cities mingle with fishing villages and trading depots. Further inland, the wooded hills are populated by large beasts and strong trees of vast height. The small but formidable Valan Mountain Range is the dividing line between Glorandal and Calor Murex, their neighbor state.

The two Islands, Val'Helon and Carcaras are elevated and covered in dense jungles, home to wild cats and various sea animals. They are known for their extravagant exotic goods, and Sea Ports with vast numbers of ships.

Culture

Much like the government section, don’t drown us in details, though feel free to add more info under a hider or something. Is your country culturally homogenous or a mixture of ethnicities? Are your people humans or some other race? If you have various ethnicities, how do they interact with each other? What are your people’s values? Bonus points for adding insults they use to refer to the people from countries they have been at war with. A note about nonhuman races: do not simply make them arbitrarily superior to humans, if they are better than humans in one way then they will be inferior in another way.

Military

Much of Glorandal's Military is comprised of Spearman and Archers when on the ground. Their Cavalry isn't vast in number, they are excellent in light engagements and flanking maneuvers. The Knights of Glorandal are their most elite force, excellent warriors in all forms of land combat, and wearing magically enchanted weapons and half plate armor.

They still field Giant-Killers, which are militarized 'clans' of those who honor the old ways and whose ancestors fought the Ogryns long past. They wield deadly Glaives and Greatswords (sometimes large hammers or Axes) and wear heavy armor that is ridged with spike traditionally, so a large creature could not simply pick one up without harming himself.

In essense, Glorandal fields a powerful Navy with some of the best weapons money can buy. On the ground, they field armies of a few specialized units, but mostly medium armored and highly maneuverable ranged/melee deadly troops, with magically enhanced weaponry. Excel at range, but fairly good at close combat and guerilla tactics.

Heroes

Tolendur Stormblade: The Prince Protector of the realm of Glorandal. The finest Swordsman in the realm, as well as a peerless archer and woodsman, as well as an accomplished sailor. Perhaps his greatest virtue, however, is that he seems to genuinely care of his country and people. He rides a great warhorse into battle by the name of Bard.

Finabar Dawnseeker: A prominent Seafarer, both in trade and renting out as a Privateer. A personal friend to the Prince Protector, and famous throughout the realms as an explorer and womanizer.

History

Three Thousand years ago, the Gherds were a society of Barbaric huntsmen and Highland warriors living in various clans. They revered the Western Sea for its limitless vastness along with it's famous Maelstroms, and worshiped Thoron, the God of Storms. They quarreled for land and resources, but met at bi-yearly moots to discuss matters that concern them all.

With the men of the East they made little conflict with, but the Ogryns to the North were a worry more often than not. Though they lived behind the natural barrier of the Valan mountains, as well as the thick forests that surround it, they still did battle with the large beings.

Eventually, the Gherds united and strode forth from their land of the West. With great spears and glaives of bronze, and armor covered in sharpened goat horns, they attacked and pushed into the territory the Ogryn's had occupied. As fate would have it, the Vultic people had just begun to push as well, and with their combined might, the two drove the Ogryns back just long enough for the Vultic people to make their great wall.

Victory was had, and the Gherdic clans went home to rest and lick their wounds. The following 280 years went by relatively business as usual, though a few raids to the east by smaller bands of smaller clans were made, there was mostly silence.

Until a Clan leader warred with the other clans, uniting them under one banner after a war that spanned 5 years. He was Galric Earlhardt, who crown himself Earl of the Gherdic people. Soon they began to trade with their eastern neighbors, for their forests were filled with animals of great size.

Two hundred and twenty years later, or fifteen hundred years previously to the current date, a Seafaring Elven people made landfall upon the land. They had arrived in a great storm, their ships having (mostly) traversed the hurricane with little ill effect. Not only that, but they had come from out of the Great Beyond to the West! They controlled more advanced magics and wielded swords of enchanted power.

The Gherdic people saw the Elves as something out of their greatest legends and essentially not only welcomed them into their home, but allowed them to rule over them, almost becoming second class citizens for many years. The Elves did not treat them as slaves, but nor did they curb the Gherds of their respect and reverence, teaching them instead the finer ways to craft and speak. That is, until a prominent human leader known as Forthalorn rose up and rebelled, having been supplied by Calor Murex in secret. He accused the Elves of using their magic to sway the minds of their mannish hosts, and that they were destroying the Gherdic way of life. A war broke out that lasted many years.

The men were strong, and hardy folk, but even with the supplies of the East, they had little in the way of resources. The Elves had weapons of magic and knowledge of maneuverability and careful planning, and had control of the western Islands to use as strike bases. It was not until the Elvish Queen was revealed to be pregnant by the captured son of Forthalorn that the war was shattered with a common interest (And thus, the relationship with Queen and Prince protector was made). The protection of both of the people's only heirs to their thrones.

An uneasy peace was made, and a summit was created to broker this peace, includung the Ambassador of Calor Murex, Weasalis Ormoneric. It was revealed through the leaders of both Elves and Gherds that their people had apparently integrated more fully with one another than many had believed, for dividing their nations would have upended entire towns and thousands of families who had become one people.

The Prince of the Earl and the Queen of the Elves union formed one Kingdom, and their cultures were fully made into one. The men were taught the art of the Sea, and the Elves were shown the ways of this land and the Gods the men held dear.

Over the next few hundred years, this Half Elven nation, while still unified by the Royal family, still had an air of being splintered based upon blood and ancient creed, and many small lords were carved out of the countryside. These men became Merchant Lords...

Other than various Merchant Lord scandals, and Glorandal hiring out themselves as Privateers and purveyors of exotic goods, relatively little happened the next thousand or so years.

Fifty years previous, one of the Merchant Lords known as Hirgen'del suddenly sacked a rival Lord's trade fleet in the open, prompting a small civil war that ended in the current Prince Protector slaying Hirgen'del with his sword. Unfortunately, Hirgendel was the Queen's first and favored cousin. This led to an estranged relationship between the Queen and Prince protector, until the Queen was assassinated by what is believed to have been the Prince's associates, which led to the Prince Protector being exiled, and his cousin Tolendur Stormblade being elected the new Prince Protector.

Relations

Calor Murex: Long time trade partners and allies. Recently, relationships have been strained by the new Murex leadership, troubling reports of both slavery and corruption.

Dakarragord: Recently made contact with this new Dominion. Trade and negotiations are few at the moment, but it looks promising.

Characters

Optional section. Put any info about any characters here. Examples of this would be your kings or queens, military leaders, and non-hero “badasses”. You can also put more detailed info of your heroes here as well.

Legend of the Silver Legion (A Fantasy RP)

As I edit my nation and put it into the character tab once I am done, who here would like a trade deal with a Merchant Kingdom that has a lot of ships? We're also privateers for hire.

House Wars and Blood Feuds In Old Venara (A Fantasy Political Intrigue and Espionage Game)

Damn, this looks really good. I admit I would need to leave another RP for me to have time, however. I might do that though...

🦄 Duplicity - D&D Style Fantasy Rp Adventure (Completed)

By God, he's right.

Star Wars - Rancor Company

Assault

The light beeping suddenly turned deeper, drawing the attention of the two Mercs before they were both obliterated by the Thermal detonators. The hall was suddenly lit from blaster fire, the LMG gunners of 2nd and 3rd Section opened fire, decimating the bewildered and inaccurate remaining Mercs in a hail of lasfire.

The hallway was now empty, though shouts could be heard down the next corner. Through the smoke, Dred Ortega stepped into view. He held a fist, holding up one finger, then five, then motioning forward in a spinning rotation. 1st Section moved forward, Ca'tra Forg holding his heavy blaster aloft as the others moved forward as silent as death.

As expected, a grenade was sent back in response. It bounced along the floor and ricocheted into their hall. Gren scooped it up expertly, sending it straight back into the opposite hall just as it was within a moment of detonation. One Rodian Merc foolishly moved forward too soon, hoping not to be caught in the blast of his own grenade.

Mons Tar, the 1st Section Assistant Leader, knocked his rifle to the side with his forearm and gutted the Rodian with a swift movement of his Vibroblade. The others sprinted passed him, Lodan Peerce and Grek Kalo hitting the wall and crouching, rifles out. Dred Ortega, Mons Tar, and Nad Gren moved in. The latter two standing between Lodan and Grek, but standing tall with their blasters to fire over them. They began making precise shots into the Mercs.

Dred Ortega stood dead center, taking out three with well aimed and cool headed shots. Ca'tra Forg suddenly appeared from the corner of the hall, LMG ready and revved. It began to spray death and fear into the hall, and moments later all was quite. The Bridge lay beyond. Grek had a small wound to his shoulder, but otherwise...flawless.

"Secured," Dred said.
"Move in," Pib Dosa replied through the Comm. Behind them, they could hear the other two sections coming.

Into The Dark: Tales of Maroleth

@FetzenI think you're ok to wait, unless you wish to post.

Hey everyone!

*sees old/new person* HI!

Into The Dark: Tales of Maroleth

@FetzenMy work is on a 'seniority' system as well. People who work there for longer get much more pay and benefits.