ULTRA LORD

ULTRA LORD can turn trains with the MIGHT of his MANY MUSCLES.

ULTRA LORD is curious if you are an ally of ROBO-FIEND If so ULTRA LORD must deal justice.

ULTRA LORD sides with none other than ULTRA LORD.

ULTRA LORD asks if you are loyal to any other hero than ULTRA LORD

1/10 ULTRA LORD has not seen this mortal more than once.

ULTRA LORD shares his sympathy and hopes for the best.

0/10 who are you people?

((*Calls the A&E hoarders crew*))

As you wander the main street of the Oren settlement, a long piece of parchment tacked to a pillar catches your eye. You approach it curiously, and read it to yourself. <o> To whomever it may concern; I'm in need of some animals, two cows or sheep. If you're able to supply me with such, I would greatly appreciate it. You can meet me around Oren. I have various ores & good to trade. I can offer a sack of freshly mined coal, some crude iron bars, or wood. I may have other things for trade as well. PS. Bring something to lead the animals with ((wheat so I can lead them)). --Jozef Interested, you pin another note under this one, with your response. ((MC name: xgecko54))

Me: turltyawesome. sorry D:

MC name?: xgecko54 Have you been banned? If so, why?: Once for an exploit, can't lie. (I was a n00b) Do you have an accepted villain app?: Nope. Do you have a TS or Skype? (TS preferred): Skype. Short Bio (2-5 sentences): (This is a new character, excuse the lack of background info.) Jozef worked with leather in the human capital of Arethor. However, the abrupt & sudden exodus forced him out of his workplace, so he could not bring any supplies to the new land. He now wanders Oren, looking for work in his profession. ------------------------------ RP: Name: Jozef Age: 19 Race: Human Experience: Jozef has little to none experience in combat. However, he would be willing to fight if there was a dire calling. He mainly works as a tailor, creating leather garments and such, or light armor. He also has experience with chain armor. He has skills in brain-tanning leather, let alone harvesting it, so he could run a small tailor's shop with a cow pen. Your oath: I, Jozef of Oren, hereby swear my sword to the Nords of the Frost, and to that of the Ulfhaedyn line, to defend our lands, to stain my sword with the enemies blood, and to batter my shield in defense of my brothers. 'Till death comes to me, I shall not forsake my vow, I do by swear.

Any place we have to go to to witness it? My old char missed the aegis exodus because he sat in his treehouse all day.

Great wording. However the line transitions don't seem to flow well for me. Or I'm reading it wrong. But nice work, you're good :grin:

*Adras otices a glow out his window, late at night. He gets up, only to realize it's a burning building. He notices a mob of dark figures, chanting.* Those damned Daldriad again...