Unraveller

Seekers of the First Flame

And I sure am glad that you've decided to take the time of day to create this! I understand that GMing can be difficult, especially if you're rusty or haven't done it before. Hopefully this'll be that experience that will vastly improve the skills you already have.

I agree that staying completely akin to the sourcr would be difficult, thus I encourage anything you feel necessary to be addedn. Whether that be different areas, altered story, or who knows, a third bell for whatever reason! Good luck.

Oh, and holy shit, Arghast is frightening!

Seekers of the First Flame

Gerhard turns to the prince and gives a few cursory flexes to show off the chiseled physique that he holds before speaking up again, "That was the plan child. Never have I been one for steel, no, I remember being a man of might. Especially skilled in the way of wrestling and grappling." He settles down a bit, and adds, "Though I've also never been one for fighting. If it comes down to it, I do what must be done." The strongman chuckles to lighten the mood, looking again at Alaric, feeling some sense of familiarity with his personality and stature though not for the boy in particular, "And what of you young prince?"

After asking in kind Gerhard's mind wanders off before hearing the answer. Again glancing between all those with him. Truly this is a curse, most of the men and women here appear as mere children to his eyes, even though the man is only roughly twenty years older.

Seekers of the First Flame

Graciously accepting the meal Gerhard immediately began stuffing his face. Such a warm aroma, such tender meat! It did not matter that the man had long been undead, he could not possibly go without eating delicious meals like this one. In fact, he recalls himself to be a rather well endowed dabbling chef! Though the accuracy of those memories could easily be brought in question.

Scanning around the cropping of stone he looks over those of similar circumstance to himself. A young woman with a glazed look in her eyes, one that hid darkness of times immemorial. A man, no, an enigma robed in cloths of yellow hew, paranoid and distrusting. Those robes radiate an odd an chilling aura. A young and honorable prince of the lands known as Balder, seeking to cure this curse, much like Gerhard. Yet another woman of young age, disconnected from the goings on about her. And the frail student of magic, yet another young one.

Finally placing his clay bowl to the side after cleaning it dry, he drenches out his mustache and speaks speaks solemnly and yet a great amount of trust lies in his words, "I do not know the lot of you well, but I say from looks about, you're all kind hearted. Why must this curse be so very fair?" he raises, "To strike men, women, and children so indiscriminately. Why could it not 'ave taken the firm of body and mind, those who could truly put an end to it." After a moment of silence he adds, "That'd be to easy, no?" Finally he gives a warm smile that sits at home upon his face.

Seekers of the First Flame

Yipee! Thank you, I'm going to enjoy seeing this played out. I'll see about doing an IC post soon.

Probably should have waited, but I just couldn't help it. I'll edit it accordingly as characters are changed or new ones are brought to light. Or perhaps if someone's character wasn't at the shrine at all? Dunno, but I guess I'll find out!

Seekers of the First Flame

Gerhard Bauer

Gerhard Bauer

Age – 43
Gender – Male
Sexuality – There's no time for Sex!
Land of Origin – From the far north, yet has a rather Slavic accent.

Personality – Gerhard is a man of staunch patience and determination. Always wearing a hearty smile and giving friendly handshakes. He is a man of extreme manliness and glorious facial hair. Often acting as a fatherly figure or advice giver, some may see him only as a mountain of muscle, yet there is an intense thoughtfulness within him. Often does he lose himself in ancient memories and love for nature. With his rather strong willpower the curse has yet to break his warm heart, though the slipping feeling into the abyss draws ever nearer.

He is at the very core a manly man, one who would sooner sacrifice his own life to save those less fortunate. Though he cannot exactly recall why that decision has been made. A deep love for all life is heavily rooted in his psyche, and it shows through his travels.

Arsenal – What more is needed than his mighty muscles? Often wearing a white button up shirt, connected to green slacks by suspenders.
Magical Traits – Gerhard has little magical potential, though a few miracles are known to him, force being the most prominent.

Biography – Before making the great and arduous journey to the convoluted land of Lordaran Gerhard recalls scant details hidden behind the encroaching walls of fog in his mind. Though seemingly the most important to him was the fact that he was some sort of performer in a grand circus. Most likely being a strongman before stricken and outcasted as undead.

There are bare traces of people who loved the man, though they are well obscured now. His departure from his homeland was not one of anger and hatred, but one of grief and regret. The strongman has seen it before, he knows that all undead must make their pilgrimage to the great land that is called Lordaran. And the journey was surely difficult, likely as he traveled further his mind began slipping away. But Gerhard knows who he is, or at least well enough. He is the man that will end this vile curse and save all those afflicted, that is his word!

Seekers of the First Flame

Gerhard Bauer

Gerhard Bauer

Age – 43
Gender – Male
Sexuality – There's no time for Sex!
Land of Origin – From the far north, yet has a rather Slavic accent.

Personality – Gerhard is a man of staunch patience and determination. Always wearing a hearty smile and giving friendly handshakes. He is a man of extreme manliness and glorious facial hair. Often acting as a fatherly figure or advice giver, some may see him only as a mountain of muscle, yet there is an intense thoughtfulness within him. Often does he lose himself in ancient memories and love for nature. With his rather strong willpower the curse has yet to break his warm heart, though the slipping feeling into the abyss draws ever nearer.

He is at the very core a manly man, one who would sooner sacrifice his own life to save those less fortunate. Though he cannot exactly recall why that decision has been made. A deep love for all life is heavily rooted in his psyche, and it shows through his travels.

Arsenal – What more is needed than his mighty muscles? Often wearing a white button up shirt, connected to green slacks by suspenders.
Magical Traits – Gerhard has little magical potential, though a few miracles are known to him, force being the most prominent.

Biography – Before making the great and arduous journey to the convoluted land of Lordaran Gerhard recalls scant details hidden behind the encroaching walls of fog in his mind. Though seemingly the most important to him was the fact that he was some sort of performer in a grand circus. Most likely being a strongman before stricken and outcasted as undead.

There are bare traces of people who loved the man, though they are well obscured now. His departure from his homeland was not one of anger and hatred, but one of grief and regret. The strongman has seen it before, he knows that all undead must make their pilgrimage to the great land that is called Lordaran. And the journey was surely difficult, likely as he traveled further his mind began slipping away. But Gerhard knows who he is, or at least well enough. He is the man that will end this vile curse and save all those afflicted, that is his word!

Well I hope you are still searching for more people, if not, oh well. Cobbled this together because I am very interested! Hope it is good enough.

Call of Madness

An intriguing concept. By some sheer coincidence, have we all escaped numerous sacrificial rituals? Has there been a single mass ritual that we've escaped from? Or will our characters not rightly be connected? Thanks.

Fourth Dimension

It is how he should be thought of really.

Fourth Dimension

The strongman has said little thus far, mostly stuffing his face with the delightful poultry. Especially now that his fourth dimensional smell and taste has returned. Quietly, or as quietly as one can munch away at a turkey leg, Kristof wondered just what in the world was this guy's problem. It is as if the doctor has a perpetual stick up his ass. Groaning discontentedly as he was forced to leave the delicious bird on the bench, he nods to the others in the room. Not really knowing any of them, though he feels quite a bit better about not being the only foreigner here.

He finally speaks up after Fukui's demonstration, "Mister doctor, I am not exactly the weapon kind of person. And wearing bulky armour like mister Garsin would see me burdened. In my line of work I was needed finesse you see." After scanning Fukui's almost fed up expression he added, "But, if it is the opinion of an expert, I will take the recommendation." looking over the gauntlet he finishes with, "Though, I am not the best with technology, I will need guidance."

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