Jolis Raffles

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6 posts. Alias of Shane Gibbons.


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Loman unsheathes his sword upon sight of the scaly creatures. "These are the monstrosities that killed my friends! If there are any still left alive. I will see them perish." Loman looks towards the path that leads into the second floor. He then shares a glance with Tyler and Kavin "Friends...please help me get my vengeance"


Loman helped Tyler guide the people and exited the building with everyone else


After steadying himself from the tremor, Loman scratches his head then looks toward Airak. "Airak did you skip lunch again? Your stomach growls are getting out of control." (pre war horn)

Loman's face turns grim "alright, perhaps this is not a time for jokes..."
(post war horn)


Seeing Red was quite a surprise. While Hugs was finishing his fisherman's tale of Wallannan the Light-Fingered, Loman brought up his hand at the sight of Red and Inwisme to pause Hugs. "Oh Hugs, you are quite a crafty fellow. Sending Inwisme to find Red. Looks like another case solved by the Clever Detective Hugs" said Loman with a smirk.

Before Hugs could answer, Loman walked over with Tyler towards Red and Inwisme. "Good to see you're alive Red" Loman said in a sincere tone. Then turned his gaze to Inwisme "Good to see you kept her alive Inwisme" he said with a light hearted laugh.


Loman was 10 years old, wore a button up cotton shirt, dark brown coat, and black pants. He was a young halfling that was very rebellious. He was taken in by an orphanage after his parents were found ripped apart in the nearby forest. Loman had made a group of friends at his stay in the orphanage. After weeks of abuse from the owners of the orphanage; Loman convinced his friends Barrie, Bran, and Durk to run away and set off for adventure. They stole from the orphanage's food supply and grabbed some camping equipment then took off in the middle of a hot summer night.

After a week of traveling through the forest, the boys food supply was starting to become scarce. They all started to regret their decision and tried to find their way back. After hours of searching they finally gave up. They were lost and started to blame Loman for this reckless plan. Hours of arguing took place among the boys while the sky grew black and cracked with thunder. They stopped their squabbling to set up camp for the night in a dug out ditch on the side of cliff face. Rain started to pour as they were all huddled together by a barely lit fire. In between the loud thunder of the storm, the boys began to hear hissing and low croaking growls coming from the heavy shrubs in front of them. Barrie grabbed a stick and walked towards the shrubs. He jumped in the air out of fear when a rabbit darted out of the bushes. They all started to laugh, but that was cut short when a spear had pierced through Barrie's chest. The wielder of the spear was a vicious looking creature. It stood upright like a halfling, but was covered in scales and had a reptilian like tail. Loman and Bran wanted to run, but they could not snap Durk out of his paralyzed state. They stopped trying when a spear sailed through the air and plunged through Durk's throat. Loman and Bran darted into the forest. Loman heard a "thump" from behind. He dared to look back and found Bran ensnared by a net and was being pulled toward another lizard like humanoid.

Loman kept on running until day finally broke. He tripped and fell near a small creek. Cursing himself for leaving his friend behind, he began to weep. He began to hear crackling twigs come from behind him. Probably one of those monsters had tracked him down to finish the job he thought. He was surprised to hear a strong, but gentle voice ask if he was alright.

A hunter named Theon had rescued Loman. He also offered him a place to stay which Loman humbly accepted. Seven year later Loman was making his self known through out the town for solving problems that involved being in small places. It was mostly exterminating pest, but he was good at patching leaks in the attics of homes as well. Theon would notice that every once in a while Loman would go out at night and swing at a tree with a stick that he held like a sword. Theon walked up to him one night to ask why he was clubbing a tree. Loman's dead friends flashed through his mind when this question was asked and he replied "I'm practicing." Theon nodded and then said "I can help you with that."


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