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Vagabond Member
Just a wandering
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- Old Guild Username: Vagabond
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- Vagabond 11 yrs ago
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6 yrs ago
Going home today, I’ll get responses out tonight. Thanks for understanding
6 yrs ago
OUT OF TOWN FOR FAMILY EMERGENCY (Post when possible. Thoughts and prayer appreciated)
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6 yrs ago
Lack of sleep finally caught up with me. Sorry for the lack of replies, I'll get them out tomorrow!
6 yrs ago
Was down with a stomach bug all day, my apologies for the absence
6 yrs ago
Internet went down before I could finish the night’s responses, I’ll get them finished tomorrow soon as it gets fixed.
Bio
Interested in some World of Darkness goodness if it's around. Haven't seen a whole lot in the interest checks. I prefer playing over generating plot. It's not my forte, but I'm working to improve that. Usually I'll hang around the 1x1s but every now and then I'll get brave and venture into the public threads. Just had some bad luck over there with threads dying off really quickly or never getting off the ground.
Been roleplaying for years now and it's always fun, don't know exactly how many years. Think my first online experience was The Padded Cell chatroom if anyone frequented that (gods I'm so sorry). After that I think I found the Guild then RpgChat which is setup a lot like the Guild. Never had much luck over there so I stick with the Guild primarily. I try and post at least once a day, more if time permits (work and what not yay).
Been roleplaying for years now and it's always fun, don't know exactly how many years. Think my first online experience was The Padded Cell chatroom if anyone frequented that (gods I'm so sorry). After that I think I found the Guild then RpgChat which is setup a lot like the Guild. Never had much luck over there so I stick with the Guild primarily. I try and post at least once a day, more if time permits (work and what not yay).
Most Recent Posts
Back again, dunno if anyone missed me. Looking to stay a while and listen. See you guys around the threads.
[Edit} Feel the need to note that I have a low post count because I usually hang round the 1x1 threads. Just haven't had much luck in the dedicated forums with stories dying off quickly or never getting started. Plus time constraints. Working full time and having a family can make it difficult to drop in and schedule timely responses.
[Edit} Feel the need to note that I have a low post count because I usually hang round the 1x1 threads. Just haven't had much luck in the dedicated forums with stories dying off quickly or never getting started. Plus time constraints. Working full time and having a family can make it difficult to drop in and schedule timely responses.
Potentially interested.
I guess we're dead in the water?
Kharrn glanced up from the small fire he had coaxed to life and dropped another twig on the flames. Jo'ari was in a bad way. He had seen similar wounds as a mercenary, even inflicted some with his hammer, and with the fever setting in it didn't look good for the cat. He had noted Kharmam's stare and how it had stayed locked on the rock. It was a grim reality that things might come to a mercy killing, but no one could say for certain.
The Orc rose as Ayron returned and he frowned at the white stripes of skin on the Imperial's wrist along with his shirt tied into a pack, "Someone was successful at least."
The Orc rose as Ayron returned and he frowned at the white stripes of skin on the Imperial's wrist along with his shirt tied into a pack, "Someone was successful at least."
I'm still here, just waiting
Kharrn shook his head and ran his free hand through his ragged mohawk, "They didn't exactly hand out lockpicks to us slaves. Not everyone can be a thief like you or the Khajit." The Orc dropped the rock he had retrieved and folded his thick arms across his muscled chest with a rattle of chain. He didn't think it likely Jo'ari had a broken leg since those tended to leave their owner stranded. A sprain seemed more likely though he was no healer.
"Why not wait till dark then slip back into the ruins of the tower. You could use a belt or a nail couldn't you?" The typically taciturn Orc reached up and rubbed at one of the bone spurs jutting from his brow. Fire still seemed the best course to him, but he was a smith and a damn good one at that. He studied the lines on his grimey palm and concentrated, grinning fiercely as a small flame blossomed in the cradle of his fingers.
"Why not wait till dark then slip back into the ruins of the tower. You could use a belt or a nail couldn't you?" The typically taciturn Orc reached up and rubbed at one of the bone spurs jutting from his brow. Fire still seemed the best course to him, but he was a smith and a damn good one at that. He studied the lines on his grimey palm and concentrated, grinning fiercely as a small flame blossomed in the cradle of his fingers.
Kharrn growled and spat into the brush at Ayron's suggestion, "You ain't the boss of me, Imperial, you go with the kitten." He frowned down at the chains dangling from his wrist. They weren't a major inconvenience, but if they were going to town then they would need to get rid of the cuffs.
He glanced up at Kharmam's suggestion and chuckled, a low and gravelly sound, "Rock ain't breaking these chains, Scars. I can heat 'em up and pound on 'em, but we need a bigger rock to beat on." He stooped and collected the rock he had dropped after revealing himself to the Redguard. "I can hunt too, but snares are our best bet in this jungle," he gestured at the short lengths of chain dangling from his wrist, "Most of mine came off in the escape. Lockpick'd work better than anything."
He glanced up at Kharmam's suggestion and chuckled, a low and gravelly sound, "Rock ain't breaking these chains, Scars. I can heat 'em up and pound on 'em, but we need a bigger rock to beat on." He stooped and collected the rock he had dropped after revealing himself to the Redguard. "I can hunt too, but snares are our best bet in this jungle," he gestured at the short lengths of chain dangling from his wrist, "Most of mine came off in the escape. Lockpick'd work better than anything."
War axe or a warhammer for Kharrn
Kharrn's own curses added to Kharmam's own as the ragtag bunch of slaves fled for their lives from the crumbling tower. Never in his life would he have predicted something like this being the source of his freedom, but then again he had never expected to be captured by slavers either. In the final stretch of their escape, Kharrn took the opportunity to smash his fist into the back of a fleeing guard's head before charging into the jungle surrounding the Telvanni tower.
The Orc sighed and leaned against a tree as he tried to calm his breathing. Slavery had been rough on him and the other slaves. He froze and sank to a crouch what he heard someone moving through the brush. He reached down and picked up a rock that would serve as a weapon for now while he also called up the workings for a basic fire spell he had learned when he was young.
He slowly eased around the tree and sighed heavily when he heard Kharmam's voice, "I'm here, Kharmam. No idea about the others," he growled quietly as he dropped the rock and released the spell.
The Orc sighed and leaned against a tree as he tried to calm his breathing. Slavery had been rough on him and the other slaves. He froze and sank to a crouch what he heard someone moving through the brush. He reached down and picked up a rock that would serve as a weapon for now while he also called up the workings for a basic fire spell he had learned when he was young.
He slowly eased around the tree and sighed heavily when he heard Kharmam's voice, "I'm here, Kharmam. No idea about the others," he growled quietly as he dropped the rock and released the spell.
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