Wampower

Silver and Blood: A Warhammer Roleplay

@KordianInteresting choices! Accepted

The All Dawi Party - A Warhammer Fantasy Adventure

@Jbcool Yeah i'm interested. I just noticed this message in my notifications. If it's not too late, I could use my characters from the other RP.

Silver and Blood: A Warhammer Roleplay

@Turin1985 Hey man it's me who invited you. A group of mercenaries would be fine, but you should have one or two that yow writ from the perspective of with backstories and what-not. It would be good to have a whole band since characters can die.

Silver and Blood: A Warhammer Roleplay

@POOHEAD189 Good sheet! Accepted

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@Wampower

Can we make multiple characters?

@Lady Selune

Yes! It’s encouraged, because characters can definitely die in this RP.

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@POOHEAD189Good to hear! Got slow there for a bit, but we're getting more people on board.

Silver and Blood: A Warhammer Roleplay

Drirga Ondronsdottir

Race: Dwarf

Clan/Faction/Country: Cragbow Clan, Dwarven Reclamation Army, Barak Varr hold

Class Descriptor: Dwarven Machinist and Engineer

Physical Description: A female dwarf standing at 3 feet, 11 inches. She is muscled, burned, and calloused from her years laboring with machines. Her orange hair is organized into two long braids.

Weapons/Armor and Gear: Her weapons include a highly accurate and sighted handgun, a repeater handgun, and a heavy steel wrench meant for maintenance and melee. Other fantastic weapons can be built in her wagon. She also has a variety of light armor, but is currently wearing a series of steel plates and scales held together by cushioned and quilted leather.
Background:
Drirga Ondronsdottir is the 29th child of Ondron Gearmaster, an engineer and machinist renowned higher than any other of the inventive Cragbow clan and highly regarded within the Engineers guild. The 250 year old Great Beard has completed innumerable technical accomplishments in his time, including enhancements to the Dwarven cannons, ironclads, submersibles, and gyrocopters. His legendary status has led to the clan tolerating his “eccentric” practices of near constant child rearing and always having a young wife, or even multiple young wives, by various means. The Ondronssons and Ondronsdottirs all grow up to work for him as gears in his workshops and foundries, competing viciously for their fathers grudging approval of their designs. Drirga relished the competition when she was young, but as she got older she realized the intense competition was more inhibitive than conducive to technological process. She started trying to build bridges with her brothers and sisters, but she only succeeded in antagonizing most of them. Life in the machine works was harder the rest of her pre-adulthood, but her and the few siblings that stuck with her became some of the best engineers in the family.

The rite of adulthood was the most intense competition of her life. Only one of the four who became 30 in the same year as her could receive the right to become an adult. The others would have to wait till next year's Zagazdeg. The group included her close brother Dralbet Ondronsson, who had stuck with her for years in the combative family. The other three raised the most fuel efficient and productive engine, a more effective pressurization chamber for the dwarven nautilus that allowed it stay underwater for months, and Dralbet created primitive rockets. Drirga knew she had to stand out in Ondrons judgement and appeal directly to him, so she took a different approach then the complicated than the complicated weapons and machines of her siblings. She instead created an intricate series of sights, scopes, and other mathematical measuring tools for Ondron’s various canons and handguns. And when the old Great Beard finally shuffled into the judgement hall, he nitpicked and remained skeptical of everyones inventions except for hers. He immediately saw the utility of her sights and how they could improve his existing technology. And so she passed into adulthood and gained the favor of her father, the great Ondron Gearmaster. This naturally came with intensified enmity and bitterness from most of her siblings, so she decided to spend some years as a merchant-engineer on an ironclad that made frequent trips to Zhufbar hawking the machines of Ondron.

While on a mundane stay at Zhufbar, Ogaun Smokesucker, her captain, contracted her to cure a young nobleman of his ineptitude in mining with a machine. All it took was adjusting an old Ondron variable drill to Zarbremm’s needs and showing him to use, but she was starting to let their sessions together drag. While he was no technical genius, Zarbremm was smart in his own way. He also had the wit, genuity, and kindness that most people in her life up to that point had lacked. After a year of seeing each other, they agreed to marry. It was somewhat controversial for an engineer of her caliber to marry an Ironbreaker, but they overcame it based on the strong industrial and economic connections between Zhufbar and Barak Varr. The Ancestors seemed to have a different plan for them though, as it was mere months after their marriage that disaster struck. The great Roagrim Caskbasher, Zarbremms uncle, died leading a unit in the reclamation of Karaz 8 Peaks. Drirga consoled her husband, but urged him against going. While she was no coward, she didn’t want Zarbremm or herself dying in what was likely a suicide mission, but Zarbremms heart was set on avenging the old Longbeard. A part of her, the Ondron in her, felt a desire to test her inventions on scum of the Old World. So it was with reluctance and a tiny flare of eagerness that she loaded up all the machines she hoped to build a life around into a wagon, and left for Karaz 8 Peaks.

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Zarbremm Theledorsson

Race:Dwarf

Clan/Faction/Country:Stonebreakers Clan, Dwarven Reclamation Army, Zhufbar hold

Class Descriptor: Ironbreaker

Physical Description: He’s a stocky young beardling of a Dawi at 33, standing at 4 feet tall. Fiery red hair and a beard down his neck frame his yet unscarred face. His beard has three braids capped in the traditional gilding.

Weapons/Armor and Gear: A runed suit of fine gromril plate armor, completed for him in anticipation of fulfilling his family’s Grudge against the Skaven. A battle axe and a heavy round shield, as well as a pistol and two shrapnel grenades built by his wife.

Background:
Zarbremm is the second son of Theledor Deepfinder, a highly successful miner and head of a prominent family within the Stonebreaker clan. He was expected to follow in his footsteps like his older brother had, but he soon proved inept in the role. His sense for the location of the precious metallic veins and mineral deposits was poor. His pickaxe broke more iron than it extracted. Zarbremm eventually found his true skill lie in battle and the leadership of men, proving himself in the defense of many mining missions. But his obstinate father demanded a feat of mining from him before he could pass his rites of adulthood. In search of a miracle, he decided to seek out the machine merchants of Barak Varr hold, hoping he could find a machine to do what he couldn’t. The Cragbow merchants assigned Drirga Ondronsdottir to help him find a machine to solve his problem. She altered a powered drill she created to have variable strength settings based on the depth and kind of rock faced. In the time she took to train him with the drill, he grew smitten with Drirga. They seemingly held different paths in life, but they were both strong in different ways and they could each appreciate that.

With the aid of Drirga’s drill, he was able to earn his father's respect and complete his rite of adulthood. As quickly as he could, he moved away from mining and entered into Ironbreaker training. The elite order was harsh on the young dwarf, but he managed to get through and live through his first missions. Meanwhile, he continued meeting with Drirga whenever the Cragbow ironclads sailed into Zhufbar. Though it was unorthodox for dwarves from different holds to marry, their clans decided the close trading relations between Zhufbar and Barak Varr made it permissible. They married before his next mission in anticipation of his long absence, but fate held a different path. Zarbremms beloved uncle, Roagrim Caskbasher, died leading a unit in the reclamation of Karaz 8 Peaks. His family and all of its extended relations suddenly had a Grudge to fulfill. Stunned by the loss of one of his closet family members and eager to fight a truly worthwhile cause, Zarbremm took up the fulfillment of the Grudge against the occupiers of Karaz 8 Peaks. He asked his new wife to come with him and she accepted after a debate. The couple left for Karz 8 Peaks in a wagon packed with weapons and machines, intent on reclaiming the ancient hold.

War Never Changes

Santa Fe, Brigadier General Garcia

There was a small moment of pause as his words sunk into the gathering. The strange robot representing Lord Paladin Barnaky managed to look unimpressed. And then Lucius abruptly pointed at him as he looked around the room. It was vaguely unnerving to singled out by Caesar.

“This is why I gladly speak with the NCR’s military and not its politicians.”, Lucius began “a soldier means what he says and has the discipline required to carry it out. I would trust the word of General Garcia here over any of those profligate snakes that call themselves the NCR Senate….”

He was that successful? He figured that Caesar would pick up on the fact that he wasn’t happy with all of the things he said like Barnaky seemed to have. It would be good to remember that Caesar preferred army men such as himself.

“As for Kimball…” He continued, “His remains along with the fallen at the Battle of Pheonix were collected by NCR POWS. I will allow them to return home. They should be buried in their native soil and honored there. Even Kimball. As much as I found the man to be absurdly arrogant and detestable in life, he died with some honor fighting as a soldier should alongside his men. I bear the scars he gave me proudly as a mark of a worthy foe. I trust you do not misunderstand the trophy I display in the hall as that of shaming. I display it not to shame: but to remember a fallen adversary.”

Garcia gritted his teeth a little. He was hoping Caesar wouldn’t keep Kimballs regalia as any kind of decoration. Nevertheless, he couldn’t fail to be happy that Kimballs remains could be brought home. It was Kimball that pinned the Brigadier General insignia on his chest in what felt like decades ago. He was also very glad for Lucius’s good treatment of the soldiers. His imagination had conjured up a far worse fate for them, but this Caesar seemed to be almost knightly in his honor. “I accept these terms.”

Lucius stood, and motioned for Garcia to stand with him. He offered his hand, and Garcia clasped the hand of Caesar. Time seemed to slow down in the gravity of the moment. He wondered if there were cameramen or sketch artists watching, waiting to put this in what passed for a newspaper here.

“Then we are agreed. And there will be the peace. I will have my scribes draft the official agreement immediately, which we might sign here today.”

He nodded. “General Hsu has given me the authority to sign today. It will last past tomorrow and the next, Caesar.” And with that, his role seemed to be over for now. But the conference was only beginning. Hey, he had gotten through the hardest parts at least. As he sat down, he asked a little awkwardly “What part of the wasteland should we talk about next? Perhaps the war in Florida?”

President Harris finally wetted his stumpy lips and took the reigns. “Yes, that is probably wise. First, I give thanks to you Caesar for allowing this process with the NCR to go smoothly. Thank you for disconnecting the irrational actions of Kimball from the soldiers who had to follow his absurd strategies. In regards to the Keynesian Civil War, I plan to soon announce my support for His Serenity Bartholomew Hemingway III and his loyalist faction against the rogue slave states. The direct intervention of the Free Confederation of Texan States should likely follow. Peace and freedom must be brought to the region, and His Serenity is the most likely to bring it." He looked towards Barnaky and Lucius "What are your assessments of the situation?”

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@Lady Selune
Yes that works fine. Just would need to work in a reason for their presence with the dwarves. Mercenary, righteous warrior, sympathizer, friend is involved etc.