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High Table Stories



Following the death of a member of the High Table, the seat had been left open with no one set to fill it. Arriani Geverran was a fine man who valued the traditions his position championed, perhaps with more cold zeal than any other, such that many believe this characteristic may have ultimately been his undoing. The many families under him and even those unaffiliated have begun a scramble for power, killing their rivals while the High Table's remaining members began a process for deciding Arriani's successor.

As each day passes, possible candidates die one by one, assassins of this dark cabal begin making a name for themselves pulling off the highest risk jobs they may ever take in their life short of defying the High Table directly. A new wave of assassins have begun. Killing for their respective factions, or a free gun to the highest bidder. The clock ticks down to deciding the successor, and not one of these factions will wait for that countdown until they are decidedly the victor. Little do they know this isn't a typical power struggle, not even on the standards of one for a seat at the High Table.


So begins a month they will remember as the 30 Red Days.




Just doing a little planning before I make the OOC.

Give it a few days.
I made a banner, forgive me for all the red.
Reeves 2077 even if you want to add that.
Oh, there's not really a requirement. I know it's a cinematic universe, but likely I'll wind up using a mix myself for some characters within the story.
There is now an early character sheet to make a character.

I will put a disclaimer, be prepared to maybe add or edit it later, because usually I realize there's other stuff I need to add, after people make a sheet.
Wow, almost lost hope there'd be interest in this for awhile.

I guess I'll start at least finalizing the CS while I wait and see if we got a few more.
High Table Stories



Following the death of a member of the High Table, the seat had been left open with no one set to fill it. Arriani Geverran was a fine man who valued the traditions his position championed, perhaps with more cold zeal than any other, such that many believe this characteristic may have ultimately been his undoing. The many families under him and even those unaffiliated have begun a scramble for power, killing their rivals while the High Table's remaining members began a process for deciding Arriani's successor.

As each day passes, possible candidates die one by one, assassins of this dark cabal begin making a name for themselves pulling off the highest risk jobs they may ever take in their life short of defying the High Table directly. A new wave of assassins have begun. Killing for their respective factions, or a free gun to the highest bidder. The clock ticks down to deciding the successor, and not one of these factions will wait for that countdown until they are decidedly the victor. Little do they know this isn't a typical power struggle, not even on the standards of one for a seat at the High Table.


So begins a month they will remember as the 30 Red Days.






Zabar Ruins - Southern Region

@Rezod92

As soon as Garrick crossed over to the ring of sand that the worms were making around their would-be meal, their attention turned to him, the sudden threat, but all the same an additional serving to them. These young Aldugan Sand Worms were worked up, and given their size, as well as the shallow spikes forming on their backs, they'd leave the nest in just a few years for the open sands where they'd have room to grow into an adult. In short, they were the teens of the species.

Garrick would be dealing with some troublesome foes, not for their sturdiness or strength, but rather elusiveness, taking preference to strike from unawares. Though, their spiked spines would reveal their location in the sand, before they would dive for an attack, though the speed they moved made these spines just as dangerous, an adult's would split small ships in two, though in this case if Garrick was in the way of a speeding worm he would suffer only a few cuts.

The worms themselves possessed one last ditch effort should they find themselves outmatched, and that is a toxin they spew from within their saw-like mouths. It has a paralyzing property, but doing so also expends the worm's strength, forcing them to retreat if not handled properly. As adults, they lose this ability and focus entirely on growth. It was fortunate for Garrick though, that they had yet to develop the thick sand-coated skin of their adult forms, perhaps it would not take long to dispatch of them.



Underhull, Mayleaf Orphanage

@Letter Bee@Renose

Ms. Mayleaf required silence as she treated the man. She saw how distraught Kazue and Ken were, or rather, riled up was perhaps the right word. She urged them to stay put, at least for now. Even if they wanted retribution, they would not know where to go or how to do it. This man in bed getting treatment was their only lead if they wished to go about it.

A bit of time passed, and the man's condition was stabilized. He was cleaned up, and he was no longer twitching, just sleeping, although there was still a great deal of worry about how he may be. This drug was known to change a person's psyche to some extent as an after effect, and from how much it looked like he consumed, it was beyond a safe dose. Well beyond. He didn't even seem cognitive at that point.

"Kellen was someone who helped around this area of the Underhull every so often, he disappeared some months ago. This drug here, that he was holding, he said he was going to find the ones responsible, and I told him not to. I know how dangerous these sorts of things and investigations tend to be. He was not versed in fighting, but he was so passionate about helping people here...", she sighed, sitting down and pressing her forehead, relieving whatever stress was building up in her.

"I know you both feel a need to do something about this but... I'm afraid it would be better to not pursue it. Most suppliers seem to be the Aldugan Spines, that much is common knowledge, and they're not afraid to slit a few throats, if their operations are threatened", there was a tangible seriousness to her voice. It wasn't unbelievable, in fact earlier they seriously injured or even killed some people at the coliseum. The casualties were not high but killing was something they were more than willing to do.

"So, please, just stay here, stay safe", she urged them. She felt it may have been a futile effort, she knew types like Ken, in fact Kellen and Ken seemed a little similar, in some regards. Well, either way... It didn't seem she was willing to talk further about it. An investigation into whatever trail Kellen left behind, or waiting and hoping he wasn't addle-brained by the drugs.
Rorenville - Lumbermill

Night

@ChozoHunter@Jerkchicken@rawkhawk64

The opening moments of this battle were filled with the valiance of the Valorbrands. Ghent's attack confounding the beast as it's massive arm flailed forward in an attempt to catch him, only to be met with a flash from the Sheikah warrior. It stared blankly for a moment, directly at Rik, before feeling a spear to it's side, and Nareck making use of his abilities as a Goron to barrel into it's legs in an attempt to knock it over.

It's eyes, unnaturally black, and smile hideously wide and lined with teeth, continued to stare at Rik, even as a spear was stuck in it's back, caught by it's fleshy mass, and forced to one knee, making it's head more vulnerable. Ghent's spear was caught, and would take a fair bit of effort to pull out, but this effort would turn out not to be his to exert. Lady Afira taking advantage of the situation had readied a Divine Spear sacrament, taking a javelin in her free hand that wielded a catalyst, and hurling it, aiming for the head.

The spear of light and lightning, cackling as it flew, and continuing to crackle as it stuck out of it's head, burning into it's flesh. It let out a roar, as if this particular attack was effective against it. In a minor bout of rage, it turned around, grabbing Ghent's spear and Ghent with it, flinging him in Lady Afira's general direction, before it would slowly rise onto both feet once more. I's expression had changed into a frown, and despite it's enraged appearance, it still moved rather slowly. It kept it's head craned up, a little moreso than before it was struck by the sacrament, it's blank black eyes trying to look down, as it reached out trying to grab Nareck with both arms.
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