EndCallCaesar

*Sayadar's sword is gripped with both hands, he gives a concerned but squinted look towards the creatures whom he is faced with alongside Cren and Alenia as he picks up a Gardoar blade. It's at this moment, while Cren begins to attack one skeleton, that Sayadar charges at the other skeleton with his blade aiming to slash at the spine beneath their ribcages. His momentum would suggest that whether or not he lands a blow, he will continue running in the direction of the fallen Jailor. He grins for but a moment and says to the others* "Looks like freedom will be comin' earlier than expected..."

*Sayadar looks around frantically, his eyes hold nothing but shock and so he begins pulling at his shackles in vain before turning to one of the fallen guards and running towards them with the intent to pick up a blade. He proceeds to mutter under his breath* "Waste not, want not."

*noticing the words of the guard, he turns to those at the table and says* "Right, I guess we should make our way quickly" *rises from his seat and puts away his plates. Looking around the room, observing what everyone is doing and where they are, almost instinctively. He then nods to the others briefly as he heads to where the line will be*

*upon noticing the expression of the guards he lowers his tone a bit and asks the others* "What do you all thinks is got them so spooked?" *Upon finishing what he was saying he continues to eat what he can, leaving some to Rock*

*reaches over to grab what's left of Cren's food, putting it on his plate he then nods at him and then grins* "I won't turn down free food, but a heads up, not sure how long you've been locked up but you'll want every bite you can get. Hard to stay strong when you're only fed enough to survive." *He then looks over to Rock and says* "Rock eh? That's a good name, short and simple."

*stretches his arms before him after he finishes his meal and then burps, looking at the group at the table he says in a low tone* "Name's Sayadar, I broke some s*** and tried leavin' a few times, what are you lot in for?"

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Name: Sayadar Vrumadi Age: 20 Gender: Male Race: Drakkar Notable traits & appearance (no real equipment, mind you): Grey scaled, about 2.1 meters tall(6'9 feet roughly, this is more for me than anything. lol). He has several deep scars along his back and his wings. He has a mesomorph body type. He generally looks at things with a squint in his right eye, and appears perpetually disgruntled. Background Story: At a young age Sayadar got into much trouble. He would steal and break things, usually for no other reason than to see what happened. Now most of this was because he himself was an orphan, an urchin of sorts living on the streets. Eventually he was publicly flogged and then put in prison for 5 years at the age of 18 for several accounts of vandalism and theft. While in prison he kept to himself and thought over his actions, in prison he lacked the freedom he once possessed and this motivated him to attempt escaping several times, each time getting caught in an attempt. While this forced him to be more clever about his actions, it also resulted in more flogging and years added onto his sentence. After 2 years the warden of his prison decided he needed to be transferred to a prison with better security, and so began the trip that would take him to Buba. Reason for imprisonment: Vandalism, theft, and 7 escape attempts.

Theodoric, after relaying the news to his wife says "And so a new name is born to an ancient family. I wish these Van Edelsberg's the best."

I play a lot of tabletop RPG's, so I've gotta tell ya, the fantasy one has got my attention. I'd certainly be interested. lol

Could you elaborate?

Theodoric Stafyr signs

"Fools" - says Theodoric Stafyr, flatly and without expression.

"Perhaps some sense may finally come from this" - Says Petre Salomon, a Man-at-Arms of the Gold Corps.

Accepted, report to Rheineck garrison for further instruction.

Camilomuds

"Maybe their desperation has overcome the little sense they possessed, in either event, their audacity will be put to and end soon." - Petre Salomon, Gold Corps Man-at-Arms, says in response to him.

"Leave it to Stauntons to ally with heretics" - Says a Man-at-Arms in the Gold Corps, Petre Salomon.