TillTheLast

*a 5'3 mali'ame looks at the poster, then the auction house "Wee bit late..." *the Mali shrugs her small shoulders lightly as she turns on a foot.

Played for two years, I know that is shorter then some, but I believe I at least have enough experience to... understand your point. About leaving the server, and what you have spoken about concerning antagonists. The methods you have suggested in utilizing MC mechanics and PVE mechanics is clever. It creates an air of mystery, free interpretation, and many other things. I know that should one look at this profile it will argue against me playing for over two years, but... I had to recreate. Anyway, plus 1 indeed to such an interesting idea.

[!] Alstasia tintia dismisses this bounty as the writings of a stupid orc.

*Mia Winterleaf, a 5'3 mali'ame would look at the poster. "... Descendant behaviour... at it's finest. Malin, who thought being a psychologist would be so disturbing." walks away, deciding to handle some appointments. (( I must say, this is... clever! I wish you good luck in this attempt. ))

[!] A figure in a ferrum suit, black and white, a red plume on her helm, walks up to the post. "Hmm..." the woman would read the post carefully before posting a response to this advertisement of a man seeking work. "Baldwin of Dorn. You are invited to join the SilverSteed Guard. Guards and soldiers of Avalon Silversteed, Vassal of Thomas Ruric of the Bone Fort. Should you be interested in acting as a guard, send a bird to Aello, Captain of the gaurd. Further details and how you are payed will be explained upon meeting."

*would simply walk back up to the post and tear it off the board, as Aello's reasoning for putting up the advertisement has failed.

So your Shreck? You literally pulled the metaphor from Shreck. *slow clap* good job.

*would walk back up to the board, still in armor, Aello would look at the note left by the ghoul lord ". . . Hmm... Perfect... I wonder if it would be possible to..." *would make a small smile under the helmet before walking away, planning to send a bird sometime soon or the following day. In response to the ghoul lord's threat.

*A poster is pinned to the board* "I have a corpse of a very unusual ghoul, the body is dismembered straight throw the middle of the chest. The chest is almost like a giant mouth with teeth all over it, the hands have spikes and puvgump sacs are in the hands. The poison goes to the claws. Send a bird to Kal'ordholm if interested in aquiring or buying it for scientific or other reasons."

What is thy name? Aello What is thy soulname (MC name)? JCmarine What is thy race? Half elf half Orc. ._. I'm serious What is thy age? 262 Art thou Undead? Negative. If so, what form doth thou take? If not, art thou willing to die to become one with the Redshrouds? Correct. What is thy mastered profession of craftsmanship? The art of black smi and enchanting, and leather working. (( Promising on all of them )) What is thy mastered martial profession? Thine hands, any blunt weapon, tower shield, works well in full armor, and mostly any larger weapon in general. Art thou godless? Aye.

Character Name: Alstasia Tintia Minecraft Username: JCmarime Race: Wood elf / dark elf. Timezone: Good ole American CST Desired Magic: Unkown. Possibly Telepathy and/or household magic or something else. Als is still trying to decide.

Name: Alsasia Tintia. Age: 130 Race: Wood elf and I believe half or quarter dark elf. Purpose Amongst Us? To try and find something challenging, alleviate thine boredom, and to satisfy my ability to use sword and bow. [Skype]: Lacking of a form of 'skype' [MC Name]: JCmarine

*Alstasia Tintia writes down a very simple letter and sends it* "I shall pay for one. Send me a bird when you are able to sell it."

*Alstasia hums as she walks along, idly using her short staff as a walking stick before stopping and looking at the poster. She would frown before sending off a bird "60 thousand minas. Reply to me as soon as you may. You will need to have her Alive and allow me to see her with my own eyes. If any of these conditions are not met, you lose the 60 thousand minas. I hope to be seeing you soon."