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Corsair Knights

Corsair Knights

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Humans, the weakest of races have ruled the once radiant land of Terejhsa for over two centuries, bleeding the land dry of its riches. A group of young Knights have risen in these dire times in order to fight for a life worth living. (Private)

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Introduction

Hello

This is a little byline to the Robin, Gamer and Byte! Hello guys, welcome to the new but old RP :)

Seeing as people just stopped posting, and a few of us thought the RP was dead and me not having internet for a couple of weeks, I thought it best to start afresh with the same initial plot. Just because it would be a little strange to drop characters mid play (kindly pointed out by Gamer :) )

Also, if you want to contribute to regions of Terejhsa please just send me a PM with descriptions, pictures etc and I'll add it to the places section :)

For any fresh faces wanting to join, this is largely a private thread, but if you're really interested and will commit once joining, please PM me and I'll give you the details of this freeform Roleplay!



Plot

This is what I have so far, it's open to moulding in any which way.

In a land where dragons once walked with unmatched majesty, to whom their onlookers dripped in utmost respect, has become a world where they are nothing more than tools to the lowest race; humans, where once the elve’s wisdom was unparalleled and the dwarve’s skills unquestioned.
Slowly the world of Terejhsa was losing its radiance, a radiance that was accumulated from the magic that gurgled its way through the core and the crust of this earth.

The humans were a weak race, mediocre, average in every endeavour they had embarked upon. However, once every blue moon a moon, a genius, a gem is born. Her genius was not labelled upon knowledge, but the skill to manipulate it. Her mind worked against the cogs of every other being. A greed for power grasped at her every breath, and eventually it was satisfied.

Humans were plenty in numbers but scarce in wit, and with wordplay she was able to herd them to her bidding. Soon, the weak race grew strong and her ideas of cultivating the power that ran through the veins of the earth was realised, throwing the natural ethos of things into dismay.

She fuelled great weapons and technologies with her newly claimed world, but her greed trapped all her success to the four walls of her fortress. As she embezzled the world of its splendour, the other races fell to illness and poverty, losing their brilliant minds, artistry and power. Looting, killing, and warring became a common practice, until there was no more to steal, nothing to kill for and even less to fight for.

Over the two centuries of her reign, a lifetime that well exceeded a normal human span, everything fell to a slow hum of a wearisome life, bearing each day to try to live on to the next.

This is where we meet our group. A group of lustrous young things, heads filled with idealism, hearts overspilling with mischief and a rebellious courage rumbling in the pits of their stomachs. They called themselves The Corsair Knights, a term long forgotten in current times, but it was a word which they had stumbled upon when sifting through old books. They had taken a liking to the name as it indicated a courageous group of misfits searching for freedom from a life they had once known. A group that defied the norm, and fought against common law. Perfect.

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William sat in the front of the trundling wagon that carried himself and his mother, who was sitting in the back. Night was beginning to fall, bringing with it darkness, and a distinct gurgle from the region of the scruffy young man's stomach. The wagon they rode in was one of seven in the convoy William and Amity had been raised in. Each wagon was unique, personalised by years of use and wear, but it was easy to tell at a glance that they all belonged alongside each other. The occupants of these wagons were a mismatched group, yet looked at each other and acted as though they were a close knit family. As far as they were concerned, such was the truth.

Amity walked beside the scruffy grey clydesdale that pulled the wagon, whom was lovingly christened Salty when he joined the small group of wanderers. The other horses were similarly well loved, but well exercised as well, and all in need of a trim soon. Amity broke off a ways, until she stood on a rocky bluff looking down the path the wagons were on.
"We can't get there before dark." She called back over her shoulder, jogging back over. She hopped into the wagon through the front, forcing William to dodge out of her way and yell in teasing annoyance. Inside the wagon was draped in heavy blankets to ward away the chill of winter nights, and pillows to soften the ride. It also contained wooden boxes and various necessities and knick knacks, including Amity's bow. On the back steps, Amity and William's mother tapped her chin.
"Then it'd be best to set camp before it gets too dark." She stated.

William took Salty's reins and halted him, while Amity darted past her mother out of the back of the wagon. She went up the line, relaying her mother's orders and helping people organise themselves. The wagons pulled off to the side of the road, using the bluff Amity had stood on as both a lookout post and a shield to the elements. They were arranged in a semi-circle, open end facing the road, horses tied so that they were safely between the wagons and the bluff. A fire was built in the centre, thankfully just before night fell in earnest, and the wanderers sat around. A few children soon poked their heads out of a couple of wagons, before joining their parents around the fire.

William had taken first watch, sitting up on the bluff, sharpening his sword. He stared at the distant lights of the city, and could have sworn he could hear shouting on the wind. He shook his head, thinking it was just his imagination, and tried to resume his watch. However, he couldn't help but think about where they were headed.
"If I can get this close without you noticing, I hate to think what someone could do to the camp before you stopped daydreaming." A familiar voice teased over his shoulder. Surprised, William leapt to his feet with a startled shout, and swung his sword at the empty air Amity had wisely and quickly vacated. She stepped forward again as her brother regained his breath, and sat down beside him. William sank back down to his seat.

"What's got your head full of cotton?" Amity asked. William looked away and shrugged. Absently, he started sharpening his sword again.
"I'm just excited. This whole knights thing, finally getting a chance to give the Genius a piece of our minds. I can't wait." He answered. Amity sighed deeply.
"You and I both know it's never going to be that easy..." She warned. William grinned at her reassuringly, and finally sheathed his sword.
"Of course it's not, but we'll figure it out." He stated, giving his sister a one armed hug round the shoulders. Amity gave him an uncertain look, before glancing back at the campfire. William followed her gaze, and his face became solemn.
"Edgar's missing a hand, Gerda and Jim have the twins to worry about..." Amity muttered.
"Even mother is getting too old for this." William added. Amity leaned her head on her brother's shoulder and sighed in concern. The plan was for them all to offer their services, but it was seeming less and less viable by the day...

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A dark blue washed across the skies, with cool silver glows standing silently between curdled grey clouds that hung low in the night. It was under the watchful eyes of these stars that Alheri first caught sight of Terah. It sat like a forgotten pearl amongst a bed of iron, with cracked white pillars reaching toward the heavens like suffocating hands gasping out for clean air. The blemishes upon the old grandeur could be seen in the dimmed light of a shrouded moon, even from this distance.

Alherii, thought back to the drawings she had seen of the old city between the crisp leaves of leather bound books of her childhood. And she smiled softly remembering all the fantasies she had laced together between the milky white walls, the stain-glass windows and the stone covered streets. She thought of how she used to awe at the intricate details of the illustrious builds and how in her dreams she hid treasures, maps and little secrets in the nooks and crannies between the houses.

What stood before her, beyond the river Yehr, was but a fragment of the splendour that she had known the city of Terah by. It seemed like a forgotten memory that was barely kept alive. Alherii urged Tejh on through the charred meadows towards the cluster of dying stone that was known as Suburbia. As they slowly approached the outer edges of the contraptions that birthed The Queen’s toys, Tejh’s aversion to the towns mimicked that of Alherii. Yet she ushered him forward whispering into his ear,
‘Soon we shall pass through this metal and stone jungle Tejh, and one day we will free it from the smoke and dirt that is drowning it. One day it will breathe clean air, and the sun’s light will drench the streets with its warmth. But for now, help me through this unworldly sin.’

Alherii and Tejh pushed through the small town of Mitre, one of many that encircled the white city like a steel choker. The furnace that slept in the heart of this town roared above all else, and soaked the walls in a dry heat that hung upon one’s breath. Tejh was the only other living creature seen among soot painted humans, thin and weathered from a lifetime of work. Their eyes were hollow of hope, with the furnace having stolen every ray of light that once lived amongst these lifeless souls.

It took them the rest of the night to reach the other side of the town, making their way through the maze of taverns, shacks and houses. Lanterns of liquid gold provided them a dim glow to aide them on their journey. They dodged inebriated bodies that clumsily fell upon their road and deafened themselves to shouts of profanity. It was nothing short of relief that swelled within Alherii when she saw the towering gates of Terah before her. It was a beautiful structure. Two white marble men stood on either side of the great oak door, their arms outstretched before them welcoming visitors and inhabitants alike.

Relief was burnt out by the hot flames of hope that gripped at every inch of Alherii. Finally she was here. To stand with strangers as one. To wash away the injustice. To fight for a life worth living.

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Nora made her way down the sooty streets of the city, with Jackie following close behind. Less than an hour ago they had met with one of Jackie's contacts, who had given them the address where the group calling themselves the Corsair Knights were supposed to be meeting. It was somewhere in one of the archive buildings in the old part of town, which Nora knew the layout of quite well, particularly because the Queen's palace was in that very same area. Quite bold of these Knights, to hide right under her nose like this.

"Genius fellas, these Knights." Jackie spoke sarcastically, following an eager- or perhaps anxious Nora leading them both through the part of town that Jackie preferred to call the 'Wallets-with-legs district'. "Isn't their hideout basically the same as pulling a sheet over your head and shouting; "Now I'm invisible."?"

"Either that or they knew it would be the last place the Queen would look." Nora replied. "Regardless, they are our best chance at seeing a revolution which is actually organised." Once the duo had entered the old district, they kept to the shadows. Were Nora spotted by the guards here, she would likely be arrested on sight. However, with Jackie's help she was able to get to the building undetected by way of some back alleys the information broker knew of. While they did manage to find a door round the back of the building, it was locked. This wasn't the kind of place that allowed just anyone to waltz in, after all.

"Locked, huh?" An observant comment indeed. After a series of door-prodding and thoughtful hmm's, the thief proceded to step back as she gave her companion a nonchalant wave. "Well, that's my job over with. I guess you will have to wait until someone important has time to pass by and open it for yaz." She spoke with a grin, although in the dead seriousness of her tone one could only guess if she was joking.

"Byyyeee, Nora dear~ 'Twas nice working with ya. Good luck with your ambition and all that!" Before she got a chance to even attempt escape, however, she was yanked back by her scarf.

"We had a deal that you would bring me to the Corsair Knights." Nora stated calmly. "If you wish to see the rest of that payment, or even the end of today, then I suggest you help me get inside." The artificer had a firm grip on that scarf, and gave Jackie a look as if daring her to try anything stupid.

"And what is it you are paying me with, exactly. Hmm?" Jackie retorted rather... smugly, feeling in no way frightened by the strongwoman's threats. Although a fist-to-face from Nora, especially with those gauntlets of hers, wasn't something Jackie preferred to receive. "Because last time I checked, we hadn't agreed on any sort of payment. You declined my... last suggestion, after all." The thief teased, playing along with her capture as she gently partook in a one-sided tug-of-war with Nora. "Well then. If you wouldn't mind letting go of my scarf, we might be able to talk this over."

If there was anything that made Nora uneasy then it was certainly that little "suggestion" of Jackie's in regards to payment. Still, she was willing to do her job, or at the very least she'd decided against legging it at the first opportunity. The artificer relinquished her hold on Jackie's scarf. "I just might have some gold coins for you, if you bring me to the Corsair Knights. Can you pick the lock to this door?"

"You're no fun..." Jackie muttered, letting out a huff before nodding to herself. Like it was money she was after in this particular situation. "Fine... I'll have this baby open in a moment." She spoke confidently. Of course, rarely was there a lock that could keep the woman from entering places she shouldn't. Taking out her set of lockpicks, Jackie began to diligently, but carefully, work her way through the series of pins that kept the duo from checking the inside of the archive. "Aaand, open sesame!"

Stepping forward, Nora tried the door handle. The door was unlocked, yes, but when she tried pushing to open the door there was a thud as the door hit an obstruction. "Damn, it must have been bolted as well." she said, looking for a way around this unforseen complication. It was then that she spotted the window. "Think you could climb through there and unbolt the door? I can give you a leg up so you'd be able to reach it."

"I'd rather you lend me a hand. Feet are so hard to balance on." Jackie joked, following Nora's gaze to spot the window herself. Here was on the hope that it wouldn't be shut tight like the door. "Alright, if you want to stand over there for a minute..."

Nora complied with the request, standing underneath where the window was so she could give the thief a boost. Within the space of a minute or so, Jackie had managed to open the window and climb inside. All that was left was for her to take the bolt off the door so Nora could enter...

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Alherii and Tejh pushed forward through the night, they had rested very little since they had embarked on their journey. They had ridden for four days and four nights to reach the old marble bridge at Yehr. The journey through the rotting suburbia completed their fifth night and brought them upon the brink of their fifth and final day. Alherii’s back ached as the sun began to pull itself back into the sky. As much as she loved her steed, long rides just didn’t become her. But she pushed on, for the end of their journey was near, and she could taste the comfort that awaited her after she had met with her fellow crusaders.

Alherii had garnered little information as to who the Knights were and what they comprised of. She knew only of their goal; to build a life worth living, to create a kingdom where all creatures were valued as equal, where the prosperity of a few was shared to eliminate the poverty of many. The elders back in Dheej had received a message six moons passed, asking for them to send a person who aspired to change the core of the system, who had the strength to leave all they have known, and who would entrust their life into the hands of strangers for people who they would never come to know. Many discussions and debates had been held within the council, many young and aged elves had been called upon, but each had their own shortcomings.

Alherii had no fewer flaws than those who had been considered alongside of her, but she had the heart that no other could match. She yearned to rip the immoral core that her world had born its poisoned fruit upon and to change the reign of the queen to free the people of their sullen lives. She believed more than anyone that the strength in truth, honesty and righteousness was far greater than the power of greed, manipulation and corruption. At times, you’d even believe that her crusade for delivering justice to the people of Terejhsa was of more significance to her than the home she’d left and the people she’d loved.

As her weary body meandered through the winding streets of Terah, her eyelids hung low, moving sluggishly to form a blink. It took another hour to reach the entrance of the archive building; the meeting place of the Knights. The once grand archway stood before her, blemished with cracks and chips in the faces of the dragons that bowed around the doorway. You could see the embossments that once housed an array of precious stones to form the scales of the great winged creatures. They crawled up either side of the aged oaken doors, meeting at the top with their hands tangled within each others’.

Alherii smiled and appreciated the tribute the people of yesteryear had gifted the dragons; creatures of great strength and even greater knowledge. Other than the stone giants, no other soul guarded the doorway, so her passage was an uneventful one. She left Tejh tied at the gate, reassuring him she’d be back in mere moments. Tejh was a proud horse, and contained any nervousness he had of an unknown city that was busy with bodies pushing through the narrow streets.

Alherii made her way through the tall corridor to the library, the room that was home to the literature of the land. As she entered the grand room, her eyes lusted after the rows and shelves and aisles of well-kept books, stealing from her any exhaustion that haunted her body.

Welcome” a matured voiced echoed, snatching her attention from the books, and placing it upon the tall broad figure that sat at the other end of the room, with what seemed like a faded smile etched upon his face. “I see we have a young lady and a mischievous young pup amongst us” As he finished, filling the room with an unspoken authority, three other figures emerged around him, and behind them a skinny thing of girl attempted but quite obviously failed to discretely open a door that stood at the other end of the room.

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"William, Amity!" Came their mother's voice, from the foot of the bluff. The siblings sat up and looked down at their mother, who gestured for them to come down to her. They slid down, and looked into their mother's grim face. She shifted her weight with a frown on her dark face, and the siblings glanced at each other out of the corner of their eyes. They were nervous about this undertaking too, but their mother acting nervous about it made it seem... All the more real.
"Listen, you two..." She began. "We're not sure how legitimate these messages have been, and from what we've seen, it's worse than we thought."

She was right, they'd seen the suffering of the people, even so far into the Genius' territory. It made William's blood boil, and upset Amity, that she could take control of a people with promises she never intended to keep. Their mother raised her head to look the two in the eye.
"I want you two to scout ahead. Make sure that we aren't heading into a trap." She stated. William and Amity caught on to her implication almost at once. The two of them were the best placed and most capable to actually fight this battle, but everyone else needed more time, if they were able to at all. Sending William and Amity on ahead allowed the pair of them to at least get a head start in the fight with the Genius.

The two of them went to where the horses were tied, as their mother explained to the rest of the caravan, who sat around the fire and had certainly not eavesdropped on the whole conversation, what they were doing. The siblings took a horse named Butterscotch, an equally shaggy golden mare. They'd learned to ride double from a very young age, and Butterscotch wasn't a small horse, so there were no problems with Amity climbing on behind her brother. for a moment, Amity felt as though she'd forgotten something, but then her mother appeared at her knee holding up her bow and quiver. Behind their mother, the rest of the caravan had gathered to send the Clarence siblings off to the city. In turn, they gripped the pair's hands and offered hopes for good luck and well wishes. The smallest member of the caravan, a three year old girl named rini, tugged on Jim's trouser leg until he lifted her to his shoulder. She thrust out a handful of wildflowers, which she'd been picking under Edgar's watchful gaze. Amity accepted them with a smile and put them in her bag.

Finally, William and Amity's mother placed a hand on Amity's knee, and gazed up at the man and woman she'd raised. With her other hand, she gave William a sealed envelope and a note of where the two of them were to go.
"Be careful." She warned in a low voice. They both nodded, and finally urged the horse to carry them towards the city. They waved over their shoulders at the caravan for as long as they could see it, before they focussed on the way forward, and the city spreading out before them. It didn't take them long to find themselves in the dark streets of the city, well after dark. Amity shifted nervously, watching every shadow they passed, while William was singularly focussed on finding their destination.

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Soon after Jackie's little endevour to unbolt the heavy door that previously blocked the path of Nora and herself, the two women were quickly discovered the second they had entered the, what they presumed was an abandoned archive.

Evidently not, or they wouldn't have been spotted otherwise. Her eyes fell on the figure that sat at the other end of the room, watching as his supposed entourage gathered around him. Jackie felt wary, but was quick to retort in her usual brash and snarky tone. "Do you always address people by their current stereotype, or is being a presumptuous git the only way you can get your jollies?"

Nora felt hard pressed to suppress a smirk at Jackie's quip as she entered the room, making sure to close the door behind her. "I think that, compared to the Queen, we're all 'young pups' here," she remarked. "And since my companion and I are not being held at gunpoint, I suppose I would be correct in assuming that you are indeed the Corsair Knights I have been looking for. If you have truly been keeping an eye on the Queen's activities as of late, then I'm sure you would have some inkling of who I may be."

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I see this little pup has a bark and her companion has quite the mouth to challenge her” replied the faceless voice with an air of haught which was immediately broken by the roar of his own laughter. This was quickly accompanied by two other rolls of rumbling laughter that entwined together as one and bounced playfully off the book-laden walls.

Alherii’s eyes widened as she watched one of the figures rise out of the shadows and stand tall against the two young girls at the far end of the room. She could only see the back of this man. He stood with broad shoulders and a height that would intimidate many a foe. She could make out that he was garbed in travel wool and wrapped in heavy cloak. As he pushed out a gloved hand to offer the two a handshake, she yearned to see the expression that sat upon his face.

Was he smiling, or was he stern? Were his eyes framed with aged lines of wisdom or furrows etched from an age of scowling? Behind him two smaller but still large figures emerged from out between the shelves crowded with fine literature and gestured the same as he.

Alherii stood at the back of the room, watching like a painting frozen within her frame. For some reason, unknown to her, she felt as though they would know of her presence in the room without the need of her alerting them. As farfetched a thought that may be, she believed that more drew her to these people than just a silent message of hope that plagued the lands. And so she waited, ignorant of how to hold herself in this time that hung between who was, no, who she is, and who she was about to become.

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The city made Amity nervous. It was too still, no rustling leaves or singing birds to reassure her. The only sound she could hear in the darkness were Butterscotch's hooves clopping heavily on the cobbles, and they seemed louder than thunder in the quiet. She wrapped her arms around herself, for comfort. William glanced briefly back at his sister, frowning at her discomfort. He shook his head and turned back to their objective. Finally, the shadowed roads and alleys led William, Amity and Butterscotch to the building the note told of.

A black horse stood before the gate to an old, but impressive building. The horse turned to look at the approaching group curiously, and Amity swung herself down off of Butterscotch's back. She reached a hand out for the horse to smell, carefully not looking directly at the beast.
"Hello there, friend." She murmured soothingly. William knew better than to approach while Amity was doing this, so hung back with Butterscotch until his sister was done. The strange horse still seemed slightly wary of them, but he didn't spook when, after a nod from Amity, William dismounted and tied Butterscotch next to him. With the mare secured, the Clarence siblings finally began approaching the building.

They were surprised to find the door open, but with a glance at each other, both of them stepped inside. As they continued, now following the sound of voices, William's hand slowly came to rest on the pommel of his sword, and Amity's in the crook of his arm. The voices that floated through the building seemed to be the voices of a few woman, and a man. A room opened out before them, one which contained a number of people. Three women stood before, presumably, the man they had heard, who was covered from head to foot. Amity hung back slightly, as William stepped forward. He bowed respectfully, just as his mother had shown him when he was young.
"William and Amity Clarence, representing the Loup Caravan?" He introduced, indicating himself and Amity in turn.

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Nora watched as one of the robed figures came over to her and Jackie, offering a handshake. Although the man stood taller than the artificer herself, she firmly shook his hand without hesitation. Perhaps being accepted into this group wasn't going to be such a complicated matter after all.

Just then, another two people - a man and a woman - entered through the still open front door of the building. Luckily, they weren't guardsmen, seeing as they decided to introduce themselves rather than start shooting at everyone present. Nora quickly racked her brains for any knowledge of the Loup Caravan they spoke of. Were they expected guests of the Corsair Knights?

Jackie brushed the handshake aside, only offering a muffled "Hi." from the corner of her mouth. There was no reason she should be buddy-buddy with some stranger who, truth be told, was coming off as slightly patronizing and just a little bit too eager to make acqauintances. Or perhaps that was just Jackie's grump talking. Either way, Jackie wasn't feeling hunky-dory being forced to wait out this charade of friendliness.

As Jackie was about to cut to the chase, two more people entered the archive. It wouldn't have bothered her so much if it weren't for...

"Geez, so much for a closed meeting. Why don't we go ahead and invite everyone and their dog while we're at it?" The thief commented with emphasized sarcasm, nodding her head in the direction of the door that was so clearly opened it may as well be waving flirtatiously for prying eyes to come take a closer look. Honestly, some people could be as dumb as a post.

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"A knight is sworn to valour..."

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"Well, someone has to keep you lot alive."

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The Queen

Let us speak her name with pride.

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Pursuit of knowledge is the lust of the heart and mind.

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"A knight is sworn to valour..."

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Alherii Juhivitjk

Pursuit of knowledge is the lust of the heart and mind.

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Amity Clarence

"Well, someone has to keep you lot alive."

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William Clarence

"A knight is sworn to valour..."

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Amity Clarence

"Well, someone has to keep you lot alive."

Character Portrait: Alherii Juhivitjk
Alherii Juhivitjk

Pursuit of knowledge is the lust of the heart and mind.

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The Queen

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And that's mine up!

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I finalllllyyyyy posted!
yey :D
Sorry it's a bit naff

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I'm fine with that! It's pretty good for me, in fact, College just started up again for me.

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Hey guys
Sorry, sometimes life gets in the way! I am posting this weekend, Robin, that cool with you? I know it's been a while since you posted that we're getting the train moving again!

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Hey Y'all
Just an update, Gamer and Byte are working on their post,
I will also shortly start mine, today was my only day off this week and i have been running around doing errands. But will get a post up this week!
Robin if the writing gods are with you, I am happy for you to go ahead and double post :D

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I don't mind you double posting :)
I did give gamer and Byte a nudge, all I know is that they had started a post, give them till tomorrow, and if you don't hear from them, then posteth away, you have my blessing :D

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And I'm just stuck because I don't wanna double post.

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hey guys,
I am 100% still around, bt have been busy with work! I am on call this weekend but have monday off, so at the very least will post then :D

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I'm having to retype the whole damn post anyway, I don't mind adjusting.

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Heyar,
So I'm just going to post what I've written up because I don't think I'll get another chance during the week for I am on a long day till late shift all week at work. But if something doesn't correspond with your post, I'll edit mine as your turn is before mine :)

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Haha, no worries :)
Okies, I am going to start on mine and adjust as per yours :)

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Alright

Sorry for my slowness in posting. Idiot that I am, I forgot there weren't more people to wait for. XD

Aaaand then Roleplay Gateway logged me out and ate my post. I'll try to retype it in the morning.

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In terms of the meeting place, I was thinking the old archive building by the castle (as gamer and byte have written) which is old libray style inside, with racks and racks of books and scrolls. Not dusty and unkempt because the queen likes to gander in the knowledge of yesterday year, so she has her librarians bring a set out of the archives every few months to be re-read for any information that can be used for the further development of the dying nation
So tall teak shelve brimming with thick volumes of hard back books.
There are tables in the middle, again of teak, heavy, with lamps and maps set across the middle. But there are only a few tables, like 5 at most. it's not a study area, if you get me.

Also in terms of the knights; other than nora, alherii, amity and william, I've not thought of a large organisation of the knights
I feel that that's what will evolve throughout the RP and that this is just the beginning.

I also reckon we'd have a few elders, who are just people who came up with the idea and spread the word in the gutters and alleyways to see who would step forward to offer their services
what dya think?

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....you need to complete it =O

But full metal alchemist brotherhood has the better story line than full metal alchemist.
It's 52 episode of magic!

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Heh, I'm sorry to say that you can actually blame a friend of mine entirely for the fact that I find this icon funny enough to use. I never made it past episode 7.

I WILL NEVER BE OKAY

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Wooo! Hey there fellow British person, who clearly has good taste in anime *pokes Hughes*

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It's more that I don't realise not everyone knows it. I've known it for forever, but I've never met someone I've not had to explain it to when I say it. XD

It's certainly not just an American thing, seeing as I'm British.

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Ohhh! I can't tell if that's an american thing or just my ignorance!

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