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    Ripplewick /// Maze Jarrow ///
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    A Bitter Announcement

    Upon entering the sleepy Belvitz tavern, a nervous wizard draped in shades of red noticed that for the first time in some weeks, the normally thriving establishment was void of other citizens. As he neared his favourite spot by the hearth, and double-checking that he was indeed alone, Ripplewick evoked some embers in the fireplace which rejuvenated the waning flames. Sitting in his favourite seat and rubbing his hands together, he pondered over how he might help in the coming weeks, and how this approaching blizzard might impact his commute between his Markev home and elsewhere. But, soon, the bartender emerged, and subsequently Ripplewick’s pondering was brought to an end as he found himself ordering a nice, hot, baked potato.
  2. Massive +1 from me. Since I began RPing with Jakobi I’ve been introduced to a ton of events that I otherwise wouldn’t have – he is always eager to get involved with them and has solid experience with them in the past. Additionally a mature RPer and great guy OOCly. You won’t get better.
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    Name: Maze Jarrow Year of Birth: 1645 City of Primary Residence: Belvitz Name: Artwinkle Pudd Year of Birth: 16... Something or other... 1664, perhaps! City of Primary Residence: Markev
  4. *A small flyer would be pinned on the noticeboard of many towns and cities around the Southern half of Atlas, and a few dotted around those of the Northern towns and cities. Your eye is caught by an illustration taking centre stage - an everyman clad in armour with helmet clutched in one hand, and a blade in the other...* Seeking! Small-folk, Farmhands, and those with ambitious spirits and a strong work ethic! Few and far-between are the opportunities for a low-born to earn steady coin outside of hard labour, and working the land until your bones can't handle it anymore. Reader - today, this changes. The Barony of Aesculus offers works to any and all able-bodied men or women. Your role would be that of a guard to the Barony, with duties ranging from keeping the peace within the town of Belvitz to escorting caravans as a guard. You will act with valour as a hand to the Baron and Duke, hunting criminals in the region and bringing them to justice. You will not be discriminated against for your position in society. Your pay will be fair for the work, and will be discussed further at your meeting in person with an agent of the Barony of Aesculus. Beyond payment in Minas for jobs completed, various perks lie in wait for those willing to grasp this opportunity... Fantastic opportunity for promotion and rise throughout the ranks and levels. Potential, for those who show true valour, courage, and dedication to the Barony, to enrol in a Squirehood under one of the Adria's many imperial knights. Opportunity for land ownership within the Barony. In order to seize this opportunity while it stands, please fill out the details on the back-side of the flyer and send it to the Belvitz town hall. It will be seen and you shall be invited to a meeting in person to discuss payment specifics. Application (post your reply in the comments) MC Username: Discord (PM me via the forum if N/A): - (RP) - Name; Race; Age; Previous experience with combat, magic, or work (N/A if none);
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    The Academy of Holm [Second Semester] [Applications Open]

    Username: Hook Discord: Maze #1257 -- Name: Artwinkle Pudd Age: Twenty-Nine Race: Human, Heartlander Major Subject: Magic Theory Additional classes: Alchemy
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    The Southgarde

    The sellsword, Maze Jarrow, passes through the gates of Markev. Torchlight flickers against him, casting half of his person under a cordial golden glow. Dismounting his steed, the night rain patters against his hood and runs down his shoulders as he enters the close-by tavern with haste. After shaking the wetness off himself and taking a seat close to the fire, Maze spots a piece of paper beside his chair. It is a promotion for the Southgarde - one of many posters around these parts, Maze assumed. It must have fluttered down off the wall, or was torn down by some rogue. "Haven't ran with a group like this in some time," he mused, as his eyes ran across the parchment. "Suits me well enough.." His interest had peaked, and claiming an ink-pot and quill from the bartender, Maze began to write his application. IGN: Hook Character Name: Maze Jarrow Race: Adunian Current Nation: Maze has a small dwelling just outside of Markev, Haense, though most of his time is spent travelling for sellsword work. Personal Goals: Since the first time he took up mercenary work, protecting a merchant caravan as it carried goods between the Dominion and the Warhawkes, Maze has followed no other path. In his years prior, he had spent terms trying his hand as a carpenter, bartender and ferryman, though none of these suited his passion. But life as a sellsword suited Maze. he thrill, the payment, and perhaps most importantly - he was able enough to do it. Currently, Maze sits in Haense for a week's rest after claiming a bounty. He wishes to join the Southgarde to meet fellow sellswords, with hopes of co-operating for larger contracts and to meet like-minded individuals. Current Equipment: Maze currently wears a leather-studded jerkin, with harder shoulder-pieces and a reinforced chest piece, and cloth underneath for comfort. His trousers seem to be of similar stock, while his boots are a tough leather, perfect for travelling. Several small pouches hang off his belt, which he fills with whatever small goods he may need for survival on longer contracts. One Steel longsword sits in a sheath on his hip. It is not very worn - a recent purchase, after his old sword finally perished. Two small steel daggers. One rests in a scabbard on his lower back. An identical dagger is hidden in a scabbard, in his boot. One Coinpurse, filled with Minas. A small pocket watch. A compass, and a notebook.
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    The Academy of Khronheim

    Initiate Application MC name: Hook Discord: Hook#9681 - Character Name: Artwinkle Pudd Race: Human, Heartlander Age: Twenty Two Do you know any magic currently?: None Which subject do you plan to learn?: Fire Evocation Do you swear to abide by the rules of the academy?: Solemnly.
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    Sleep My Love

    Artwinkle Pudd's body jolts his brain into consciousness in the middle of the night. He would be drenched in sweat, and inexplicably out of breath. Wheezing, he would sit up, forgetting his recent move to a bottom-bunk, and so naturally, he would thwak his head on the bunk above. The sudden series of events would have likely woken up his house-mate, who had been sleeping on said top-bunk. Now, worried about this catastrophe that had just occurred in his bedroom, Artwinkle's memories of the Far Glade would fade away, but the sinking feeling remained. He would not fall easily back into a deep sleep, that night. And not only due to the nasty bump on his head. ------ OOC: I really enjoyed this CYOA! Clearly a lot of thought was put into it and the descriptive writing was excellent. Cheers for the experience Aesopian.