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2 mos ago
online spottily
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2 mos ago
posts done, will get to PMs tomorrow!
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2 mos ago
feeling better, going to start catching up. sorry for the wait!
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3 mos ago
still sick
3 mos ago
back! though sick... will be getting back to writing next week
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Afraid I gotta back out, I think my lack of knowledge on the setting/system might just bug me a little too much. You've got a lot of interest already, too. Good luck with the rp!
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I'Rajith wasn't of any particular use during their journey through the Dale. His eyes weren't trained to spot things of any particular note, and he had no experience utilizing his vast - if scattered - knowledge in practice. Worse, most everything he saw was new to him in some regard, having travelled little and allowed to see even less. So while the others were busily applying their skills to various situations they faced, I'Rajith was committing to memory a bug he'd yet to see or picking up another piece of droughted earth for closer inspection. Arguably, his familiar - a black cat by the name of E'Nya - was more useful than him. At the very least, she managed to catch a mouse every now and again before it could reach their belongings at night.

It was E'Nya, perking up and chattering at the sight of a bird, that eventually directed I'Rajith's attention to a nearby hill, just in time to hear it hoisted a grave. His interest piqued, but did not linger - soon enough, it was stolen by the prospect of river pirates, approaching at a steady pace. Fran suggested they take shelter in the tomb and pursue the pirates once they passed.

"Pirates, too, must make a living." I'Rajith spoke as if by reflex, though his tone remained calm, devoid of urgency or conviction. He spoke it as nothing but a fact, one taught to him by parents who made their living on illegal coin. "Those long dead do not. If profit is what you seek, you should find it well enough within the burial mound."

He pet his familiar, who'd lost interest in the mound upon the departure of the bird. "Must our path collide with the pirates, I've the means to move about unseen - or bestow such prowess upon another, if temporarily. The skill to be unheard, however; that I cannot pass on. That is mine alone."

His gaze trailed to the Zephyrite; small, nimble, one with the wind. He didn't know if she shared his past of skulking, but she certainly had the potential to do so. "But I do believe another among us might possess such skill yet."
Should probably ask sooner rather than later, how well do we need to know the source material beforehand?
No worries, hope things get better for you soon!
@Vertigo If I don't hear from Digi in the next week or two, I might consider asking you to post next and then (unless someone has something else to add) I might move us along into the jungle.

Also, Vertigo, how are you feeling btw? I saw on one of your statuses that the 'flu' turned out to be the virus-that-shall-not-be-named. Have you recovered?


Yeah, am better now, thanks for asking! Still exceptionally tired, but unsure if it's related.

And sure, just let me know if you'd like a post.
Interested! Thinking of going for a hacker, can't have cyberpunk without one.
^ Likewise, if we should gather in the same place, can easily have Ayumi pass by the convo and join in!
Got a smol post up!
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I'Rajith enjoyed introductions, dull as many seemed to consider them. The names of new people tended to be, with only a few exceptions, always new information for him. Those that had lived before could not whisper the names of those that came long after them - and so, if only in one regard, the Noctem could consider himself wiser than his elders.

And yet, when it came his time to introduce himself, he acted every bit an awkward youth. He leaned his weight on one awkwardly long leg, so far down that it cracked audibly as if threatening to give way, and rubbed his neck with elongated fingers. He hadn't realized their group would be so big. It almost felt as though he was on stage once more, except there was no music to lose himself to.

And while a performer ought not to look too closely at the individuals in his audience, I'Rajith wanted to study his companions at length. From the behemoth with mighty claws to the knights and knights-to-be, to the two he'd met at the library to a zephyrite whose shifting form was almost mesmerizing. Then there was one of his own kin - a sight perhaps more uncommon to him than one might assume.

"I have met but a few of you before," his tone, ever stable, didn't give away his nervousness, but the way his gaze refused to land on anyone's face did. "You may call me I'Rajith. I know a great many things. Of magic, mostly, though my blade can dance as needed."

Much like U'Nunlo, and perhaps in an attempt to emulate them, I'Rajith bent his body into an unnaturally deep bow.
Yeah, waiting to give Digi a chance to respond to stuff! But I can also slide in a post if people prefer.
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