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50 posts. Alias of Ryuko.


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"Is pulse rounds. Rifles. Cannot get them at this distance." Andrezi's finely tuned soldier's instincts had him on the ground in the instant Taraz had spoken and by the time the Lord of Serv-Bots had turned to look, the Cossack held a small Cortex Pistol, which he must have been carrying on him, though where is a mystery. "You recognize? Is Cortex technology. Kill brain cells or some such. Only short range though. Will have to get behind them. Can you survive without dying friend?" Andrezi hisses, tuning the pistol until it's small running lights turn black, signifying a lethal setting. "I will get Pulse Rifle... maybe we ask one of them what is going on eh?" He asks with a flash of teeth in a boyish grin before disappearing around a row of hedges.


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"I am quite confused. I must admit, but I trust you Taraz... You are good friend." Andrezi stands by himself for a moment, barely keeping his feet. "Am feel like bee sting on my neck." Andrezi scratches the small bump left by the hypodermic. "What are we doing now?" His instincts from his time in the Russian military takes over as he asks for a task.


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Andrezi stirred with a groan, then twitched. Too much wine I think. He thought bemusedly before realizing his face was bare. "Oh gods. Have I lost?" He asks the air, not willing to open his eyes yet. "What happened? Is contest over?" He suddenly realizes he is being carried by someone and decides now would be the time to open his eyes. "Taraz... robot man... what is going on?"


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Well hello everyone! Good to see you all had so much fun with the characters. I'm interested in joining again, though I admit I'm confused where we are, anyone have a bit of a background for me so I can find a way for Andrezi to pop in once more?


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"The votes must not be tied. I shall vote for the Vorian Ritter." At Taraz's seemingly miraculous resurrection Andrezi smiles. "My friend the Lord of Serv-bots lives!" He shouts, hugging the man in a classic Cossack bear hug. "A good day this is, we shall all survive this night of destruction that need to do so."

Andrezi Votes Vorian.


Male Human Fighter 1

This is good for Mr. Smashtag. I avoid those kind of books like the plague.

Back BTW!


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Andrezi stumbles from the coat room after being shooed out by the butlees, directly behind a very disheveled serving maid. "What? Is all in good fun, girl is willing." Andrezi, quite annoyed at being interrupted sits at the table. "Grisly business and no fun. Is a sad day this. I shall vote with crowd to keep vote strong. Apologies to the good Duke."

Andrezi votes Duke Leto


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I'm gonna have little to no internet access for the next week and a half or so. I apologize for the radio silence till I get a computer again.

I'll get my vote in but won't be able to post much other than that.


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"Indeed. A very much shame indeed too, as I would be very happy to find a lady love." Andrezi clutches his heart in mock agony. "My heart is so lonely, and I would love a good woman to warmthe cold nights. Or the hot mornings. Or the mediocre times. I am not picky." The Russian smiles wickedly. "Indeed a bad woman holds much appeal, who else lets loose so well?" At the accusations he is shocked. "Merde!" He exclaims, "Your accusations are founded on me liking pretty women? What a fool thought... perhaps your tastes swing other way yes?"


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"Ah, La petit belle speaks true. Those who watch can be caught by... how you say... stalker?" Andrezi smiles at the party with his widest grin.


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"Dance? With such a beauty, of course my darlink." Andrezi allows himself to be led away and proves to be quite the dashing dancer as he twirls and moves with grace and style. He returns to answer the others after being dazzled, immediately being dazzled once more by the delightful Cassie. "Ah, a smart girl and beautiful, now I wonder pretty girl would make pretty good partner for after holding lands. Perhaps Ryuko give adjoining lands, huh?" He starts at the Duchess, having never seen a Helmetcat before. Is not so difficult to tell I suppose. Sounds like weird android-man from home. The large Slav has no interest in Meowselsworth's plan. "Is foolish to tell cat who is who. Must not only trust cat, but also trust those who trust cat. Is nothing stopping people from lies, yes?" The General he eyes darkly. "You going to talk to everyone? Andrezi has no need to talk to you. Denikov's are good family, no cowards, no assassins. Need not answer to likes of 'military genius'." He says, his scorn undisguised. "And you expect us listen to man with weapons hidden?" He accuses.


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When I first started the game his name was Baron Eichorn Von Ryuko, but don't look too much into that lol.

"Someone say beautiful fool?" rumbles a muscular and large man only hardly into his twenties with a heavy russian accent. "Is a good thing I am here then" The grin beneath his mask is infectious or infuriating, depending on how much you like him at the moment. Andrezi looks around at the ballroom floor and seems disappointed a moment. "I hear there are assassins, but none has a blade out? They kill us with a boring and dishonorable knife to back? What sad little men." Andrezi pushes back his flyaway hair a few times as it keeps stubbornly falling into his eyes. "Ah well, is pretty girls and strong men, good company to die in if it is day."


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Dotting in!


Ryuko here!

Name: Andrezi Denikov

Airship you arrived on: The Legion of the Valiant, a good and noble Cossack vessel.

One or two lines about appearance: A roguishly handsome Cossack with sparkling black eyes set deep in his face and artfully tousled hair hanging over his mask of the Slavic Death God Veles in His terrible glory.

One or two lines about personality: Andrezi is a young man with a young man's confidence and zeal. He believes the world owes him simply for being, and tends to be very arrogant but cheerful. He regularly peppers his speech with gratuitous french, having never learned Russian (why would I speak to the common folk?)

Any other relevant information: Andrezi has little belief in the necessity of teamwork or worry over being killed during this party. He plans to enjoy his time here to the best of his ability, and hopes to bring a little dish back to his room at least once (he's a notorious womanizer after all).


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Hey all! Guess who's got internet again after thr weirdest few months of his life?


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"That is interesting. How did you find this." Andrezi sits in a chair near his brother and reads through the book, his brow furrowing. "So... the prison was actually taken by the prisoners before the fire started. Did the guards start it? To keep the town safe." The varisian sits thoughtfully, considering that. "That's.... incredible. They gave their own lives to keep others safe. Imagine the bravery that took."


Male Human Fighter 1

Hey all, I've just finished moving in with my GF today and we won't have internet for at least a week. Any posts I make will be made from my phone and probably won't be very long. Just letting everyone know in advance.


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We're researching the Harrowstone. Though he does need to roll to see what we learn.


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"Черт побери эти бесполезные книги!" Andrezi tosses a book down on the table carelessly. "How did the Professor sort through all this crap?" The thin Varisian rubs his back where the chair presses into it. "I'm tempted to just head up to the Prison now and kill whatever I have to kill. Whatever it takes so I don't have to read another treatise on the properties of stone walls subjected to temporal disaffects of magical aging."

Aid Another:1d20 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4


Male Human Fighter 1

We'll be researching Harrowstone. I have a +3, so high chance for Aid Another, and he has a +6, likely bumped to +8 by my aid, so a decent chance of getting a lot higher than the... what? 15 that we have?


Male Human Fighter 1

Just waiting for morning over here.


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"Churches keep records right?" Andrezi points out. "Perhaps we can learn more about this prison before heading in... though I'll admit I'm not the best researcher. Andrezi yawns and stretches. "I'm with Levelle though... I think it's time for bed. The investigation can begin on a more wakeful note."


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"Stop That Davor!" Andrezi says angrily. "The Professor would have never dealt in Necromancy. And he wouldn't follow these foul gods. He worked against evil, just as he said, and these tomes are to help him know the enemy." Andrezi sits and places his head in his hands. "Necromancers and Lich Kings... what did the poor Professor get into without us around to help him?"


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Knowledge Local:1d20 + 3 ⇒ (10) + 3 = 13

Kellish:
"Of course Brother. I never get us in trouble intentionally."

"Конечно, брат, я никогда не получаю нас в беде не случайно." Andrezi says with his lazy smile, then switches to Common. "I know little of this prison... maybe the Professor's books could help? I could look around in the morning, though I'm not the best bookworm." Andrezi shrugs. "Never heard of the Necromancers... except... you know... common people talk. 'They'll turn ye into a newt!!'" He says in a passable imitation of an old crone.


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Andrezi pales, considering the implications and clearly rebuked. "I'm sorry... I know little of magic and little more of such dark things."


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Andrezi watches the exchange, bemused. "Perhaps the book has Grumlins in it too?" He asks with a smile, rolling his eyes a bit. "Who'd bother to curse a book? For what purpose?"


Male Human Fighter 1

Good to see people like the Denikov Brothers. We wanted to make two people who worked well together while having a significantly different view on the world... seems to have worked so far.


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"And what of the other things in the Prison brother?" Andrezi whispers, trying a different tact. "Think on it... sure the Professor gives us a payout, but that will only pay so much. Think about how much we could make if we found something magical in there. No one goes near it because it's haunted, and so it's been abandoned." The taller brother's roguish grin makes a triumphant return. "And what of the girls who will be eager to throw themselves at the men who destroyed the Haunts of Harrowstone?"


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"A fool? The Professor's the only man who gave us gainful employment Silvui. We owe him. The man practically fed our family from his own pocket for weeks." Andrezi is quite angry, and as usual is having trouble not showing it. "Shall we just let him rot, his death unavenged? He might as well have been family brother. I'd just as soon leave your murder uninvestigated."


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Andrezi jumps at Kendra's prodding to move and grabs the chest. Upon the reading of the Professor's Journal, his anger shows plainly on his face, but he slowly breathes back into calmness. "I will assist you, Arkadi." He replies to the odd worshipper of Iomedae. "I and my brother will see to it that the Professor's death is properly investigated, and that Kendra is cared for." He sits back down in his chair, rubbing the stubble on his face. "A weapons cache does sound useful... but somehow I doubt that the Pharasmins will be overjoyed by us breaking into crypts in their graveyard. Perhaps we should ask their permission? Or at least be... discreet" He looks to his brother as he says this.


Male Human Fighter 1

Did someone order a man-cake?


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Andrezi remains silent at the funeral, his head heavy with thoughts unkind, and not wishing to embarass the professor with his fool words. Among the others at the house he attempts to be more fun, with an open smile and an easy joke for everyone (Most of them as dirty as you'd expect from the streets of Caliphas).

At the mention of the money his eyes light up. A hundred platinum would feed Mother and little Iozef for a year at least. Then me and my brother can look for more honest work. Oh Professor, you're looking out for us even from beyond the grave. He feels momentarily sad and then chastises himself for thinking of the money like that.

"Allow me to help you Kendra. I'd not let such a fine woman carry a heavy box alone." He stands, with a significant look to his brother, and follows her.


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Hey guys, sorry about my silence the last couple days. I'm going through a bit of a rough patch with my gf and my family, and I'm having trouble summoning creative energy from that. I had hopes to write tonight but another argument has left me feeling drained so hopefully later tongiht I'll be better. Feel free to move forward, since Andrezi isn't much of a public speaker and will likely keep his silence. Either way I have the next two days off so let's hope I'm feeling up to it in the morning. Just apologizing for crap and explaining my abscence, happy trails.


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The violence actually bothers Andrezi as well, he's just not willing to show less than absolute support for is brother. He will be bringing it up another time alone, just presenting a united front.


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Andrezi sheathed his weapon across his back once more, removing his brass knuckles and looping them into his belt, then stepped next to his brother. "My brother knows his own strengths, the man was in no danger, and he was only making sure they didn't get near the coffin."


Male Human Fighter 1

Fairly sure all of us want no more part in harming them. Each of us except Silvui attacked in non-lethal ways, attempting to harm them little. Seems we all just want them to go away.


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Andrezi's grin widens as he sees men flee. "Begone fools. My brother once killed four men with a coffee cup, and he's got his best weapon with him." He whirls his guisarme in a complicated series of feints and rolls, seeming to jab towards one of the men a dozen times at once, then yells "HHHYYYYAAAHHH!!!"

Demoralize/Intimidate:1d20 + 5 ⇒ (18) + 5 = 23

And is unsurprised to see Peasant 4 shake and jump back as he does so.


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"Boys... wait your turn. Each of you will have the chance to be humiliated." Andrezi twirls gracefully away from the strikes, then scoops a small bit of dirt from the ground with the tip of his weapon, expertly flicking it towards the man's eyes.

Dirty Trick:1d20 + 6 ⇒ (11) + 6 = 17
Peasant 3 is Blinded for 2 rounds. Move action to remove.


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Came up with fighting this way after I saw a few martial arts movies last night. Decided it fits with my personality perfectly. He'll be deadly serious when necessary, but right now he'd rather not kill these idiots and I thought this would be a fun way to attempt to intimidate/enrage the locals. Besides, the more attack me, the less attack my brother, which to Andrezi's eyes is a very good thing.


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Did 12 move through my threatened area? I'd be focused on keeping them from my friends.

Andrezi steels himself with a smile as the men move forward. "Come on then dogs, let's see how you fight a warrior with style." The varisian catches the man attempting to go by him by the back of his ankle with the hook of his guisarme, not hurting him, but sending him tumbling to the floor easily.

Trip AoO:1d20 + 6 ⇒ (19) + 6 = 25

If Yes:
That's Number 12 on his ass

If No:
I'll go with Number 5

"Come on..." The bigger Denikov says with a twist of his body and a disdainful whip of his blade to knock the enemie's attacks away. "I would have thought you better than this."

Dirty Trick (Entangle):1d20 + 6 ⇒ (15) + 6 = 21

Andrezi, seeing an opening, snaps his hand out and grabs one of the men's belts, snaps it off with a flourish, then ties the man's hands together with it before him. "Ah, there we have it. Trussed up like a goose. You fellows still wish to continue? It only gets worse from here."

Number 1 entangled for 3 rounds or move action that provokes to remove.


Male Human Fighter 1

Since my intent was to block off the group, I'll go with the space 2 up and 1 right of Kendra, with the bad guys just outta reach.


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Kickin' things up a notch *BAM*

OOC, I know this is a bad decision, but it seems one Andrezi would make. He's angry of anyone who would talk down the Professor, and even though there's a dozen men.... WIS 8 is WIS 8


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Andrezi's face shows confusion as he sees the men, quickly giving way to anger. "Keep the coffin a moment." He says simply, making sure it is balance and then stepping away. He pulls the brass knuckles from his belt and places them over his own knuckles, then draws his guisarme as he steps to the front of the assembled funereal procession. "I am appointing myself honor guard of the funeral of Professor Lorrimor. Should you seek to impede our progress, you will be dealt with in a most unpleasant fashion. Leave. Before you find yourselves on your asses with my blade at your throat." Andrezi strikes the most impressive combat pose he knows, and readies himself for the men.

Intimidate:1d20 + 5 ⇒ (12) + 5 = 17


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Yeah, don't worry too much. We tend to move very quickly comparatively, but we try hard not to leave anyone behind.


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Andrezi nods, taking his place on the side of the casket. My time with you was short Professor. But some of the best time of my life. Having honest work, protecting good men. It was all I could have wished for. I'll make sure you're protected once more. The thin man looks almost comical carrying the coffin, but he has the strength to belie his form.


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Andrezi lightly bumps his brother with his elbow. "Stop that." He whispers into his ear. "Now's not the time. Though did you notice that guys necklace?" Andrezi points with his eyes, then remembers himself. "But we'll not sully the Professor's funeral with such things." He says firmly... as firmly as he gets with his brother.


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A tall, whip-thin Varisian stands near the crowd, slightly apart, next to a man so similar he must be his brother. They wear the same odd symbol, which doesn't corespond to any religion, though the taller one wears the cup of Cayden Cailean at his belt. The man touches his brother on the shoulder, then jerks his head toward Kendra, showing his meaning by stepping up to her next to the coffin. Shaking his long hair out of his eyes as she greets him, he smiles with shockingly white teeth. "Nah, the weather wasn't much of an issue to me, though me brother whined the whole journey." He jokingly bumps the other man's shoulder. "You could say associate. I more say he taught me something that saved my life. 'Avoid those who seem to use magic.' Course he taught me it by turning me into a hare. It's nice to meet you Kendra, my name is Andrezi Denikov, and this is my brother. We worked with your father for a while. He was a great man, and this country is darker without him." He bows his head, obviously saddened.


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It's West African, roughly translating to "The Teeth and The Tongue". IT indicates two things which may occasionally come into conflict, but which must work together to be effective. We're both wearing it.


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Ok, Fighty McPolearms with a done character. Stabby McSneakpants should be reporting in in a moment, I'm gonna go make an IC post.


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Fighty McPoleArms poking my head in. Will be changing the name of course, just wanted to get an alias made, and since me and Laiceps are doing creation together, I feel it'd be a bit lame to decide on a name and/or history without him.

Quick Question: Point buy? Is it 15? 20?