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Got my post up, now to play the waiting game of finding a player :P.
The smuggling ship arrived at the dock, a crew mate sounded a loud horn. The captain barked orders back in forth, as the crew tied ropes to the dock. Kahl took a deep sigh, as he sheathed his dagger and begun to stuff all of the food he could into a small pouch. He tied the pouch to his belt and started to emerge from his bunk. The smell of salt filled his nose, at first it was bliss until he heard the loud yelling from the captain.
"Wake up, anchor the ship. Some one get me some ale!"
The crew fumbled around, as they tried to get all the orders done quickly enough so they don't anger the captain. Kahl saw this as his chance, he could just run. It would all be over and this would be his new home. "Yeah!" he thought to himself, "this is what I want!". Kahl eyed the dock and begun to make a run for it. Knocked over two crew mates as Kahl sped past them. The world turned into a blur as he heard yelling behind him. The commotion left everyone confused.
"You!" the captain pointed to one of the ship mates.
"Go get him, and bring him back here! And get me some Ale too!"
Kahl darted into an ally way, the dark elf followed him in pursuit. He Wove in and out of the back roads and spotted some boxes. He climbed onto them and reached for the roof of a house, but lost his balance. Kahl came crashing to the floor, quickly he got up and panicked. The Dark elf turned his head and laughed, "I've got you now!" He said as he begun to walk around the corner. Kahl tensed up and reached for his dagger. The moment the elf walked around the corner, Kahl lunged for his neck. The Dagger cutting through like butter, the elf's eyes turned white as the crimson liquid stains the blade. kahl's mind filled with terror as he retracted his blade, he sheathed it and ran down another road. He tripped and falled in front of a building.
Kahl tilted his head to read the sign. His vision was somewhat blurry from the fall but he made out the word tavern. He pulled himself up and made his way inside. Drunken laughter filled his ears as he walked to a table in the corner. He sat in the chair facing the door, shaking he watched people enter, prepared to duck if he saw one of the crew members.
"Wake up, anchor the ship. Some one get me some ale!"
The crew fumbled around, as they tried to get all the orders done quickly enough so they don't anger the captain. Kahl saw this as his chance, he could just run. It would all be over and this would be his new home. "Yeah!" he thought to himself, "this is what I want!". Kahl eyed the dock and begun to make a run for it. Knocked over two crew mates as Kahl sped past them. The world turned into a blur as he heard yelling behind him. The commotion left everyone confused.
"You!" the captain pointed to one of the ship mates.
"Go get him, and bring him back here! And get me some Ale too!"
Kahl darted into an ally way, the dark elf followed him in pursuit. He Wove in and out of the back roads and spotted some boxes. He climbed onto them and reached for the roof of a house, but lost his balance. Kahl came crashing to the floor, quickly he got up and panicked. The Dark elf turned his head and laughed, "I've got you now!" He said as he begun to walk around the corner. Kahl tensed up and reached for his dagger. The moment the elf walked around the corner, Kahl lunged for his neck. The Dagger cutting through like butter, the elf's eyes turned white as the crimson liquid stains the blade. kahl's mind filled with terror as he retracted his blade, he sheathed it and ran down another road. He tripped and falled in front of a building.
Kahl tilted his head to read the sign. His vision was somewhat blurry from the fall but he made out the word tavern. He pulled himself up and made his way inside. Drunken laughter filled his ears as he walked to a table in the corner. He sat in the chair facing the door, shaking he watched people enter, prepared to duck if he saw one of the crew members.
Possible an ODST sqaud or before the death of the spartans?
Leon5431 said
This gives me ideas..... >:)
What kind of ideas would that be?
I had vanished suddenly aswell and im bringing a new more fitting character.
Name: Kahl (last name unknown)
Race: Khajhiit
Gender: Male
Age: 16
Birthsign: The tower
Appearance:
Equipment: Rugged leather chest piece, with a stained, hooded cloak over it.
Beat up pair of sandles
Torn up pair of cloth pants.
A Iron dagger.
Skills: Smuggling, Pickpocketing, Daggers (throwing aswell), knot tying map reading and other various ship skills, and unarmed combat.
Personality: Kahl keeps his distance from those bigger than him. He can be skiddish at times, and genrally preys on those weaker then him.
Background: Born from a slave, he had no relationship with any family, at the age of 6 he was sold to a skooma drug lord and put on a smuggling ship. Here he learned various trades to keeping the ship intact.
Eventually he was old enough to help with the smuggling, keeping count of skooma, and loading it onto the ship. The captain would constantly beat him for very minor problems. This made him grow a strong hatred for the captain, which lead to his fleeing.
Having just arrived at Karnathi's roost, Kahl plans his escape.
Name: Kahl (last name unknown)
Race: Khajhiit
Gender: Male
Age: 16
Birthsign: The tower
Appearance:
Equipment: Rugged leather chest piece, with a stained, hooded cloak over it.
Beat up pair of sandles
Torn up pair of cloth pants.
A Iron dagger.
Skills: Smuggling, Pickpocketing, Daggers (throwing aswell), knot tying map reading and other various ship skills, and unarmed combat.
Personality: Kahl keeps his distance from those bigger than him. He can be skiddish at times, and genrally preys on those weaker then him.
Background: Born from a slave, he had no relationship with any family, at the age of 6 he was sold to a skooma drug lord and put on a smuggling ship. Here he learned various trades to keeping the ship intact.
Eventually he was old enough to help with the smuggling, keeping count of skooma, and loading it onto the ship. The captain would constantly beat him for very minor problems. This made him grow a strong hatred for the captain, which lead to his fleeing.
Having just arrived at Karnathi's roost, Kahl plans his escape.
Shoot me a message when people arive to the meeting area.
Yeah his stuff is rather bland. The way you transition between sentences is bad.
Rare said
Well, I'll not change the picture because he looks like a 'rapist' to you. How am I 'lack' skill, you just look at my CS and you just think that I lack skill.
No one said to change the picture. And learn to accept criticism.
Man i have no idea where to take this and what to do. Ive been away and really have been lost.
Ill get a post up tonight. If we move to the meeting.
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