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Sat in his small workshop in Karosgrad, Zodd looks the missive over whilst working on a piece of jewelry. "Well, I can't say I'm too happy about this." he mutters to himself, before deciding to take a small break from his work.
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- IC - Name: Zoddric Calliban Place of Residence: Karosgrad Describe Your Order: A formal kimono, made for a man, with a wine-red haori, a black nagagi and a hakama with something similar to a damascus pattern. And some black geta, if it's possible - OOC - IGN: AdmiralLB Base Skin: Steve Reference pics: Payment Method [minas, USD, art/skin trade]: USD -
A High Elf in plate was busy being stuck in a tree in Haense, therefore not knowing of Ezyl's conspiracy theories about him. If a Paladin of Xan were to come 'round to check, they'd see that their information was false.
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High in the North of Almaris, a tall elf in plate looked at the letter an eyebrow raised "Paladins, pfft" he scoffed before returning to his home, filling himself a tankard of mead. He chuckles, taking a sip of his drink "One of these days i'll end up using you again" he says, looking at the massive Greatsword leaned against the wall behind him. "It's been too long, Libertas."
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Ser Zoddric Calliban looks at the missive with a confused look "Aha" he simply speaks, before continueing to draw weapon designs in his notebook.
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Indeed, but the banjo is
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Zodd plays the banjo, because it's funny.
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Knight's Quest of Zodd Calliban
AdmiralLB replied to The Knights Table's topic in Kingdom of Hanseti-Ruska
Zodd touches the scar spanning his left eye, a memory of old returning to him "Fucken Boggens" he says, staring into the distance with a hateful glare -
Zodd Calliban grins as he hears Siol utter the Word 'Work', and gathers his Gear.
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Ser Jonathan gives a thumbs up, then returns to his Mug of Carrion Black.
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Jon simply gives Aedan a thumbs-up, looks at the Sky and says “Damn, just me left, eh?” before returning home to let out his Rage on some Training Dummies
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Jonathan grew up in a small Village in Haense. His Uncle and Guardian Margon was the Blacksmith of the Village and taught him a little bit of his work. After his Uncle died when he was 18, Nathanael decided to travel. He found work as a Sellsword and journeyed for two years. While he was not a particularly good Fighter, he was good enough to avoid complete poverty. After he grew tired of fighting he settled outside of Rezu and became the apprentice of a local Blacksmith. Three years later, after he had finished his training, he decided to tracel again. His journey led him to an old dwarven Blacksmith that took him in and trained him. He spent the next 2 ½ years with his Master, but departed after the Dwarf was crushed by a boulder. With nowhere left to go Jonathan decided to go join the army, but he was unsure which one exactly. He then went to the Cloud Temple in an attempt to find out where to go, as the Temple was practically the Center of Arcas.
