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Yeah, we have about 3 table in here :3 now to find 2 more GMs.
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It's the quiet before the storm.
Good luck all.
Roleplay: As James is currently blind, he sees nothing and knows nothing. "It's strange that you have his dagger. Where did you get this bracelet from Elian?" he asks, while hanging over him.
@Tangaroa: She is a lady, right?
Roleplay: Thinking to himself, A sword is no good here. he acknowledges the Paladin's words and puts his sword away. "When i heard the gun fire, i thought there would be trouble. It is wrong for any warrior to be without his arms while in combat." He turns towards the dwarf, with his hands in the woman's pockets. "Reaching into pockets during a fight is a quick way to end up dead. "
Roleplay: James nods at Mairen, "From what I've gathered, this man is accusing the bartender of misconduct on befitting a business owner. I judged his words as false and request the truth from his words." His sword is still extended towards the nobleman.
Roleplay: James, coming late to the bar, notices this loud obnoxious man infront of him, make some kind of claim. Knowing that this guy might just be telling a tall tale, he tries to squeeze by but someone shoots off a gun into the air, causing him to draw his sword. Then a fellow Hellknights bursts through the door behind him. Staying quiet and out of the way, he listens to the arguments flinging around the room. Pointing his sword at the "nobleman" he looks deep into his eyes. "One should not fabricate stories to gain money, or to whine about losses in a bet." "If you don't tell the truth, I will be forced to remove you."
Battle on the Sea:
The journey on the seas wasn't uneventful. Besides the storm that drove them off course, James had to help the captain in a battle that could cost him his ship. Round three weeks from land, the crew's grumbling has come to an all time high and the captain was worried. He came to the sea sick fighter, James, to see if he could help. "Your name is James, right young man?" The captain was a big burly man, built for the seas. James was still on the rails after another bout of sea sickness. "You'll get your sea legs eventually."
James has spent most of his recent years training in the ways of the Hellknight.
@ Balthus - I like that idea. Do you mind if i write one or two for James?
Oh, it's two background skills per level. I thought it was just two skill points total for background. I'll have to edit that really quick.
Definitely interested if recruiting is still open. The recruitment is open until the 18th of this month. I am glad that you like my character :)
Background and hook:
If you were to ask James about his past, he would tell you to bug off, for he doesn’t like much of what happened to him as a kid. He was born around the Krelgar Keep in the Underworld beneath Rybalka. His family were merchants, not a fighter among them. What the House of Gullion came to see as good sacrifices for their crystal house. James’ mother sent him on a mission to Rybalka to pick up some merchandise for their store. Unfortunately, that would be the last time James saw his mother for once he returned, he found out that his family has been culled. More souls for the House of Gullion.
James was still young then and still had the supplies he was sent to get. Instead of waiting around for the House of Gullion to come back and take him, he returned to the surface and tried to get as far away from Krelgar Keep as he could get. His escape brought him to a ship bound for the Inner Sea. He barbered away most of what was left of fated day to Rybalka and he gained passage on the Golden Squirrel. After just one day, he regretted his decision to get on this ship. He quickly found a home at the keel of the ship, emptying his lunch for most of the journey. Just shy of the Inner Sea, the Golden Squirrel lost any luck it had as a huge storm sprung up and caused the ship to go way off curse, further north and ended up wrecking on the Hellmouth bay. James was lucky to swim to the shore, where he spent several weeks traveling in the wrong direction and ending up in Pezzack, a port city in Cheliax. This is where he was able to get a break as the Chelish army was looking for new recruits to join the army. Upon joining, he was hazed for being a Drow, something that isn’t seen often in Cheliax. He quickly became stronger and meaner, beating all of his fellow soldiers in duels. He was quickly promoted to Captain and was given a platoon to command. His first mission was to clean up a band of outlaws near that have been plaguing the town of Pangolais in the Uskwoods. It was once again on the seas going north. He made the Captain of the ship stay close to the shore on threat of death. The Captain didn’t argue, since it was easier to get to Nisroch that way anyways. Once they reached Nisroch, they had to chart another ship to take them up the stream to Pangolais. Once there, he set out to find the bandits and to eliminate them. The skirmish with the bandits lasted longer than he would have liked, but he finally was able to get them cornered in an underground cave system, hidden in the forest. Being underground again didn’t affect James, since most of his youth was spent in these dark tunnels. But his sight wasn’t what it use to be. Living up on the surface for too many years has ruined his night vision. Soon his troops started to come across bodies drained of all of their blood. As if something was living down here that they didn’t want to face. His troops were joking around that it might be a vampire, bound to these caves by its master. The truth was much worse.
The battle was bloody and James really didn’t remember much of it after the initial valley of arrows were launched and batted aside by his front line. The next thing he remembered was the bone fingers of the Hellknight standing over him, as they traced over his face. Given the option to join his fellow platoon members in the afterlife or become one of the few members of the Order of the Crux was offered, James took it. That was fifty years ago now. Since then he has been wondering the lands of Varisia. The Hold of Belzken and the Worldwound, fighting and getting stronger. He needs to get stronger, for he still needs to go back to Rybalka and settle his score with the House of Gullion. On his way through Janderhoff, he heard about a journey into the Bloodsworn Vale, and those who were interested in going in to report to Fort Thorn. Which brings him here today, looking around this place at those already gathered. Noting that none of them are weak and that they would all make worthy allies, even though he could deal with most of the dangers himself. He nods at the Half-elf as she stumbled in.
Originally, I was going to make an anti-paladin for this game, thinking it would be fun playing something evil for a change. Instead I made James, the Hellknight of the order of the Crux. While the Order of the Crux is mainly extinct, he was recruited by one of the remaining members after that Hellknight witnessed James slay a demon. Since then, James has been training in the ways of the Hellknight. Still working on the backstory of him being a solider and the hook of while he would be interested in this game. |