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Reaper Jack
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Prologue
Avalon, Kingdom of Albion; Year 5053AR
Each of you arrived individually at the capital city of the Kingdom of Albion, Avalon. To many of you who were foreign here, it was a strange place; the Kingdom itself consisted of a number of minor and major islands, an Archipelago, and the only relatively flat lands were towards the south, meaning farming capability was limited; because of these facts, Albion was a kingdom that employed vast fleets of ships for both military and economic maritime use, little here was not something to do with ships and the sea, even the Inn you were tasked with finding, was no exception. The Sailor's Wench. That was it.
A thunderstorm clapped overhead as you explore the city; coastal weather, as expected here, what clothes you're wearing drip water, you can't help but think of all the good that you could do with if this Inn had roaring fires at this point, delving deeper into the city, you do of course, eventually find the Inn in the sprawling metropolis. You enter, after all, this is what you were here for; you'd signed up for the Drachensturm, a newly-forming and relatively small group of individuals, who offered various services to a variety of clients, from bodyguard work to salvaging of pre-rapture makhina, or 'technology', as some liked to call it. You'd been contacted by Lilia Kjaernestejd, the de facto leader of the group, and decided to take her up on her offer of having you join, after all, fame and gold often came as a result of working with such groups, or maybe you'd been drawn in by the work itself, following your lifelong ambitions.
Once inside, you are greeted by a welcome site, furs drape wooden seats beside candlelit stone tables; you weave your way through various other groups; the sounds of merry drinking and conversation ringing in your ears as you go. You're on the lookout for Lilia, as you won't recognise anybody else just yet. As you make your way past the bar, a dark-haired man in green cloth and leather is talking quietly with a fellow who appeared to be from the Northern Celtic Fylkirate. You didn't manage to catch their conversation, but if the Fylkirate was involved, you could bet it meant good money or glory, perhaps both.
You spot Lilia at the head of a table that could seat sixteen. You make your way over, and she gestures for you to take a seat, others are already here, but you are waiting on others still; only time would tell how much of a success you would all be...
(You may now post your character intros and start interacting with one another and with Lilia, I shall post the mid-round update either late tonight or sometime tomorrow, dependent on how much is going on. If you haven't already found partners, just interact with whoever has already arrived.)
(Happy RPing everyone!)
(If anyone has any issues or would like clarification on certain things, please PM me and I will help you in any way I can. At roughly 4am GMT, I will be handing off GM duties to Xibilation, and she will continue until she sees fit, so you have plenty of time to get the ball rolling!)
Each of you arrived individually at the capital city of the Kingdom of Albion, Avalon. To many of you who were foreign here, it was a strange place; the Kingdom itself consisted of a number of minor and major islands, an Archipelago, and the only relatively flat lands were towards the south, meaning farming capability was limited; because of these facts, Albion was a kingdom that employed vast fleets of ships for both military and economic maritime use, little here was not something to do with ships and the sea, even the Inn you were tasked with finding, was no exception. The Sailor's Wench. That was it.
A thunderstorm clapped overhead as you explore the city; coastal weather, as expected here, what clothes you're wearing drip water, you can't help but think of all the good that you could do with if this Inn had roaring fires at this point, delving deeper into the city, you do of course, eventually find the Inn in the sprawling metropolis. You enter, after all, this is what you were here for; you'd signed up for the Drachensturm, a newly-forming and relatively small group of individuals, who offered various services to a variety of clients, from bodyguard work to salvaging of pre-rapture makhina, or 'technology', as some liked to call it. You'd been contacted by Lilia Kjaernestejd, the de facto leader of the group, and decided to take her up on her offer of having you join, after all, fame and gold often came as a result of working with such groups, or maybe you'd been drawn in by the work itself, following your lifelong ambitions.
Once inside, you are greeted by a welcome site, furs drape wooden seats beside candlelit stone tables; you weave your way through various other groups; the sounds of merry drinking and conversation ringing in your ears as you go. You're on the lookout for Lilia, as you won't recognise anybody else just yet. As you make your way past the bar, a dark-haired man in green cloth and leather is talking quietly with a fellow who appeared to be from the Northern Celtic Fylkirate. You didn't manage to catch their conversation, but if the Fylkirate was involved, you could bet it meant good money or glory, perhaps both.
You spot Lilia at the head of a table that could seat sixteen. You make your way over, and she gestures for you to take a seat, others are already here, but you are waiting on others still; only time would tell how much of a success you would all be...
(You may now post your character intros and start interacting with one another and with Lilia, I shall post the mid-round update either late tonight or sometime tomorrow, dependent on how much is going on. If you haven't already found partners, just interact with whoever has already arrived.)
(Happy RPing everyone!)
(If anyone has any issues or would like clarification on certain things, please PM me and I will help you in any way I can. At roughly 4am GMT, I will be handing off GM duties to Xibilation, and she will continue until she sees fit, so you have plenty of time to get the ball rolling!)
Character Roster:
@Reaper Jack as Lilia Kjaernestejd and Jorik Holmgeirr (NPCs)
@Laurioshock as Cora Bainard
@Zloglasniot Fasada as Pyrelithia 'Lithia' Veronica
@Xibilation as Catalina Oliveros
@Allina Auburn as Arrabelle Serapha
@MrDubWubs as Ullr Smite
@Undivided Belakor as Andrew 'Andy' McKale
@PinkArrow as Kateline d'Audrieu
@WarriorHeart as Richter Dillan Adalwolf
@Verite as Jan Bray
@WitchChild as Killian Lawless
@Dallas as Heinrich Schmidt
@MattieLee as Juliet de Capulet
@The Gil as Andre "Beardriven" Soares
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