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Cralyn Alymer

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a character in “Mechas, Golems, and Nations”, as played by CussingChild

Description

Name: Cralyn Alymer
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Height: 6'2.
Occupation: Soldier, enlisted.
Appearance: Cralyn is a tall man of 6'2", composed of lean muscle. Broad shoulders and handsome features. He has a boyish charm about his face, in his crooked smile and in the playfulness of his deep green eye. Unfortunately he was stricken with a shot a long while ago and his right eye is now composed of mechanical parts of a pale gold and shining brass make with the dark lifeless black eye deceitfully unfocused. His dark hair is always unkempt and naturally stands on end with poor posture, slumping and jutting in places. He has a nonchalant manner and when in his proper military attire he wears a pale gold cuirass over a formal white shirt always with the sleeves rolled to his elbows. Pinstripe pants of a black and red pattern held tight with a leather belt of various pouches and tucked in his brown steel toe buckled boots. He wears brown buckled gloves and a gun holster that hangs at his right shoulder. His weapons consist of his trusty handgun and his lucky broad knife that he keeps at his belt.

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Rank (if soldier; no higher than Corporal for most): A promising recruit.
Personality: He's a generally witty man. His sense of confidence is often mistaken for arrogance but he's someone that won't accept defeat until death is upon him and his courage shines bright in this way. A cruel upbringing has taught him to respect and show kindness to those that seem to get none, he has a disposition over his mother and it's a point that will get any man that speaks ill stabbed in the gut. He's most courteous, though, with women. If this comes from his mother, surely we can assume it did but never sure for the mystery lies behind one eye that can be turned cold with shadows of the man's past. Loyalty, and honor are morals he never strays from and he's quick to stand against what he disagrees with, often finding trouble by doing his best by the helpless.
Bio: The slums of a dank city, where most children fall into the steps of those around them resorting to crime and a life of gangs, Cralyn was peculiar. His mother was constantly on him about being more than his environment urged him to be. She gave what education she could, he eventually learned to read and write. Taught him proper etiquette and raised him with strong morals. He never knew his father, who he had never bothered to ask after. To help support his mother as best he could he quickly joined the military after he came of age.
Nationality: Metargo
Unit: 140th Mech Knights' Division, Grey Knight Company, Lion Team.

So begins...

Cralyn Alymer's Story

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Cralyn would sit silently upon the top of a building overlooking the square and it's boundless inhabitants as they went about their festival. The lights and noise kept a cigarette clinging to his lips, held loosely between his middle and ring finger, snug and warm pressed to his knuckles and kept in place with the large joints of his fingers keeping it from moving, this was taken note of as the man gave a soft laugh, his focus undivided upon the details of the cigarette, his wrist would shift to look at the ashes building up at the end. His fingers would press to his cheek, his palm to the other as he deeply inhaled the smoke, letting out a deep breath. The crowd would bend and shake and he'd look only for those he was bound to. War was harsh, and so it was beyond him why there would be a festival to gather these people just before pitting them against one another.

He'd give a light shake of his head, absent mindedly smoking. Pressed is what he felt, confined and struggling, he'd never seen combat on the scale by which this war would be fought, but perhaps there weren't a man more ready in the whole of this damned city than him. Cralyn would observe, furrowing his eyebrows as the crowd changed form with a commotion, he'd loosen his fingers, shifting the butt forward before lightly flicking it away.

There'd be a small pop as his holster were undone, his grip tightening about the grip and giving a satisfying sound as the pistol were pulled. He'd shift, putting his weight forward as he nimbly dropped from the ledge, shifting to grip the edge of the roof before dropping..

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Character Portrait: May Fermana Character Portrait: Isaac Miller Character Portrait: Malinha Nedilo Character Portrait: Cain Jai Numi Character Portrait: Oriana Aspiral Character Portrait: Cralyn Alymer Character Portrait: Gracchus Ossi Character Portrait: Azalea Metargo Character Portrait: Aaron Lextu Character Portrait: Kyle Scipio Character Portrait: Zechariah Malachi Character Portrait: Agathe Erasmus Character Portrait: Sarxas Kirtiru
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Gracchus could not see Oriana or where she went, so he figured she went somewhere urgent or something. This left him disappointed, though he knew he still had to escort the Chieftain. Standing up and looking in her direction, he said, "well, there's no point staying in this building, now. We better pack up and get out of here to meet up with the Air and Ground Party. Most of them should be at the refreshment area of Diplomacy Square. Knowing Isaac, though, he may be somewhere away from that area, up to mischief or trouble or something. Hoefully, nobody got hurt while I was gone."

While escorting the Chieftain around Diplomacy Square, the elf thought about what Oriana said to him earlier. It stung, yet he expected it. Suddenly, a child pointed to him and said there was a cool 'wild man' nearby. Gracchus became curious and looked in the kid's direction, only to spot Oriana. This made him blush while he held his hands out to frantically say, "I wasn't following you, Oriana! Really, I wasn't! I am just escorting Chieftain Malinha!"

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Agathe gave a wide-eyed look towards Cain when he poked her. Listening to his words, she blushed when she was called radiant. She turned her head to the side, eyes closed, while shyly grinning. with her hand on her bottom lip. glancing back at him, her hands on the table, she told him. "I guess you're right. Benjlakk is known to be a mediator between countries. things will probably work for the better." She glanced around to see what Cain was referring to, her smile widening in pleasant surprise. "Oh, that's right! There are certainly a ton of people from across Myrstrarkia getting along! Even the Feliniri and Caninisians are doing quite well together here! Normally, their rivalry keeps them apart." Agathe place a finger at the side of her forehead while she glanced upwards. "Speaking of Caninisians, I wonder what Isaac is up to?" looking once again back at Cain, she told him with a smile. "He's like a little brother to me, a devious one at that." The woman giggled at the thought of the Caninisian sti9rring up some sort of trouble or mischief; it was very typical of him.

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Seaking of Isaac, a Feliniri Immigrant draftee in Brown Wing Team was patrolling an out of the way area of Diplomacy Square that consisted of trees and bushes. This tiger woman, Sarxas, decided it was safe to go on all fours and look around for anything to play with, her kitten mentality kicking in. A butterfly came by, so she pounced at it while cutely meowing and giggling. eventually, though, her eyes came upon a wolf which had the scent of sentience. Oh, crud... a Caninisian... Right when she thought she woke him up, she stood on her two feet while shouting, "I... I'm sorry! I-I didn't mean to wake you up! I was just chasing a butterfly for a moment! I'm really sorry!" Her eyes became wide like a kitten's while she waited for the male Caninisian's response.

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Zechariah, Aaron, and Kyle were startled by the sound on feet landing on the concrete, quickly turning their eyes in the direction of the sound before Aaron sighed a breath of relief, the Sergeant of the Lion Team saying to May and Kyle, "It's just Private Alymer."

Kyle put away his pistol upon hearing it was Cralyn. "You should be more careful, buddy. We didn't know you were sitting on the roof of that building."

Zechariah sat back down with Azalea and hoped this Cralyn would not tell anyone of what he saw of the Eagle of Mercy and the Princess. Nothing naughty happened, but it would only take just one wrong witness of them together that for the secret of the relationship to spill out early. Hopefully, that would not be the case.

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Character Portrait: May Fermana Character Portrait: Cralyn Alymer Character Portrait: Benjamin Malachi Character Portrait: Azalea Metargo Character Portrait: Aaron Lextu Character Portrait: Kyle Scipio Character Portrait: Zechariah Malachi Character Portrait: Clarissa Montey
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May was just as confused as Aaron probably was. There wasn't any way that she could put her finger on exactly why he was acting a certain way but when Aaron told her to do something; she did it. "Hm," She said quietly. Mostly to herself just as she began to question things in her head. Most questions were about Aaron, but a few other questions were about when in the world she would be able to change back into some more casual clothes since she was very uncomfortable in the uniform that she was currently wearing. As soon as she heard feet hit the concrete her hand in one swift movement had her pistol from her holster and was now pointing it straight at the solider who had just landed before them. After hearing Aaron announce that it was just Private Alymer she let out a soft sigh of relief as she slowly slid her pistol back into her holster and rolled her eyes at the Private. Upon hearing how Kyle commented about how Crayln should be more careful she nodded in agreement before looking away from him and down at the ground.



Azalea had nodded and listened to how he described this place to her. It was nice to hear but before she could really respond not only Zechariah but also May, Aaron, and Kyle had all been surprised by something. She quirked an eyebrow quizzically due to the fact that she was really unsure of what she was supposed to say or do. She glanced over in the direction that most of those whom of which that she knew were looking at. Aza couldn't contain the giggle that escaped her lips as she watched Zechariah slowly sit back down after seeing who it was who had landed on the ground. "A bit jumpy today, aren't we?" She questioned in a slightly teasing tone. She gently poked him before gripping his hand which she quickly released when she released that she shouldn't hold his hand. The last thing she needed was to give someone the idea that they were in a relationship, even if they were, she couldn't have anyone know.




Clarissa held the pastry in her hand, her eyes looking it over a few times until Benjamin spoke. This snapped her out of her slight daze. "I would not mind at all if we sat together." She told him with a small smile. Momentarily she messed with the food in her hand, her entire body seeming radiate just pure warmth and light. Of course the girl was unaware of what was going on, but when she realized what was going on the radiating warmth and light was dimmed, and she returned to normal. This was a light that spread through her entire body and was noticeable to the human eye when she was actually happy. This was a way that could give away who she really was because of course people would get curious and ask what just happened. Hoping that wasn't the case with Benjamin and he hadn't just noticed the occurrence she just looked away as if admiring her surroundings.

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Character Portrait: May Fermana Character Portrait: Cralyn Alymer Character Portrait: Azalea Metargo Character Portrait: Aaron Lextu Character Portrait: Kyle Scipio Character Portrait: Zechariah Malachi
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He'd not even known they were there, falling with bent knees to absorb the shock, rising from the crouch he'd look between the two a moment as they both gave him looks and nods. As the girl rolled his eyes he'd give a soft sarcastic laugh, disregarding the pair impassively, his own pistol wielded in a loose grip as he walked away, the other reaching up to rub at the light stubble of his chin. I hope they realize now isn't the time to be having petty love affairs, with war on the horizon.

Cralyn would roll his shoulders making his way through the crowd, an alert and yet calm, steady gaze persisting in his tired green eye and passing over all that moved about him. People would look cautiously at his mechanical lifeless gaze, the oddity not being enough to draw some of the women of the crowd away as they whispered, in the crowd his gun was hardly noticed if at all. It was never waved about or held up, just loosely swinging almost rhythmically with his silent but sure maneuvers, passing through the crowd as if it were nothing more that stationary obstacles in his path. A man with his drink was wide eyed in alarm as he appeared suddenly, his heart in a fit as he prepared for a collision, only for Cralyn to dip nimbly in a slant, using his heels to easily pivot about the man, his movement not slowed nor hindered.

As he neared the commotion, the attention was undivided, whispers and all, he wasn't quite sure of the situation-- but if someone needed guarding, it'd be much more comfortable than this. He saw three people in particular, and broke from the bulk of the crowd to head for the group.

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Character Portrait: May Fermana Character Portrait: Cralyn Alymer Character Portrait: Gracchus Ossi Character Portrait: Sandra Lionel Character Portrait: Cam Broch Character Portrait: Azalea Metargo Character Portrait: Aaron Lextu Character Portrait: Kyle Scipio Character Portrait: Zechariah Malachi Character Portrait: Clarissa Montey
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#, as written by Zarhara
After the cup of coffee and breakfast Cam had returned to his hotel room for a few hours. Now as he exited the hotel he wore his Mystrican uniform and a pistol was strapped to his waist. He knew they were suppose to meet the delegation at the refreshment center after the meeting so he made his way there.

The place seemed crowded and he kept a hand near his holster not for a quick draw but to keep others from grabbing at his gun. He seemed to just be wiggling through the crowd at this point.

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As the meeting was finished Sandra watched others file out. She could have left as well but she would have just wandered to do paperwork. She got up and walked over to President Anderson giving him a brisk salute. "Mr. President might I grab your ear for a moment of your time?" She asked the leader.

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Character Portrait: May Fermana Character Portrait: Isaac Miller Character Portrait: Leonardo Metargo Character Portrait: Malinha Nedilo Character Portrait: Cain Jai Numi Character Portrait: Oriana Aspiral Character Portrait: Cralyn Alymer Character Portrait: Calida Metargo Character Portrait: Saul Metargo Character Portrait: Gracchus Ossi Character Portrait: Ayoto Miryle Character Portrait: Benjamin Malachi Character Portrait: Sandra Lionel Character Portrait: Catrina Ramirez Character Portrait: Cam Broch Character Portrait: Max Nill Character Portrait: Azalea Metargo Character Portrait: Aaron Lextu Character Portrait: Kyle Scipio Character Portrait: Zechariah Malachi Character Portrait: Agathe Erasmus Character Portrait: Sarxas Kirtiru
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Agathe felt a little better, until she noticed she shadow then heard what Cain said next. That can't be good. Looks like I better get Isaac then head back to the Asgarda. Running in the direction of where she tracked the werewolf, she found him by himself, then stood in front of him.

"We better get out of here, Isaac! So many hovercraft in the sky can only mean someone violated Benjlakk's neutrality! It's a good thing I made the finishing touches on your new Valkyrie Golem, because if one of the Tribal Forces is involved in whatever incident it is in this city, our country shall have made a dangerous enemy!" She made sure the boy was following her before shouting, "Hurry! The rest of the Air and Ground Party should already be on its way to the ship, and we need to catch up!"

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Gracchus was unable to get an answer from the Chieftain, for he heard hovercraft beginning to enter the sky. He may not know much about machines, but what he did know was that vehicles of such design as he saw up there were used in critical emergencies where the Benjlakki military had to be involved. His suspicions were confirmed when Cam came up and reported that there was a hostage situation. "Looks like someone has violated Benjlakk's neutrality. I do know of some Tribal forces whom tend to be brash. If any such troops are involved, we may have out warmed our welcome here." Clenching his fists, he furiously added, "I swear, even without fighting, this war gets out of hand far too quickly! I just hope my hunches are wrong!" He used one of his comm orbs and commanded all Air and Ground Party members to get back to the Asgarda at once, then take off once everyone is accounted for. "Chieftain Malinha, it is time we leave!" Turning toward Orianna with sad eyes, he told the diplomat. "I'm sorry we have to part under such circumstances. Until we meet again." He gave the Natrulkra salute, which was basically a fist pound to his chest before lifting the same arm to hold his hand flat and diagonally across his forehead, then grabbed Malinha's wrist and sprinted towards the ship, expecting the rest of the unit he had with him to be there without a moment to lose.

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Aaron glanced in Azalea's direction with his usual emotionless look he gave when around royalty. "Benjlakk does not resort to hovercraft of that caliber floating around unless something serious was going on. My guess is, some morons from either our side or Mysticara's violated this country's neutrality. Military hovercraft like what's up there are resorted to when dealing with hostiles in uniform, or some other threat requiring military attention. I've seen scenarios like this during simulations before our previous war." The former Ghost came by, and the Sergeant gritted his teeth at what Cain said to him, even as the specialist left. "Since when was he in charge of Lion Team?"

Kyle shrugged, "Well, at least he's helping out in the way he knows how."

"That's not an excuse in my book! Unless the King himself says otherwise, I give the orders to the whole unit!"

This was when Private Scipio snapped and slapped Aaron hard in the face. "We've got bigger problems, right now, sir! Get off your high horse, already! I'm getting sick of it!"

Aaron would normally snap, too, but this was different. For once, he came to his senses and realized Kyle had a point. Perverted and undisciplined as Private Scipio was, he had his moments where he displayed a degree of leadership. The Sergeant nodded in agreement. "You're right, Kyle, we do have bigger problems. That takes precedence. We better escort the Princess towards the shuttle, wait for the rest of the royal family, then get out of here with the rest of Lion Team, the entire royal family with us." Using his commlink, he contacted Cralyn. "Private Alymer, we're escorting the royal family out of here! Find The King, Queen, and Prince, then help Specialist Numi escort them to the shuttle! We'll meet you there with Princess Azalea coming with us to that location! You got that, Private? I don't want the royal court even close to Benjlakki territory if some idiot from our own nation is involved in whatever incident it is that brought the attention of the Benjlakki Armed Forces!"

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Saul heard footsteps coming in the direction of himself, Leo, and Calida, then saw Cain, this time with his mask off. He could only hope the man did not do anything that could jeopardize the diplomatic situation, as he had a tendency to overdo things. "Cain, is something wrong?" He then noticed the hovercraft and realized the severity of the situation. "I see. The Benjlakki military is looking into something of importance. I believe it is time we leave, and Azalea should no doubt be on her way to the shuttle, knowing how Aaron, Kyle, and May are about these matters." Turning towards Leonardo, he said, "I do not know what is exactly happening, Leo, but I guess this is a mixed blessing. Time in the shuttle will give us the opportunity to talk more like father and son, something I should have done long ago." A gentle smile towards Calida, he said to her, "Well, darling, I guess we better go."

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Benjamin and the rest of the squad searched for cover while returning fire to the Mysticarans in the building. Absorption fields were activated to take the hits from the spells. This would not be an easy fight.

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President Anderson heard Sandra's question, looked at the screen, then sighed. "It appears both the military and police are already involved." Picking up a commlink, he contacted Zechariah. "Sergeant Malachi, this is Howard Anderson. Admiral Lionel and I are formulating a plan for your location as we speak. reinforcements are on their way, it seems."

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Zechariah heard President Anderson, then replied with, "Roger, Mr. President. Awaiting instructions." Glancing in Ayoto's direction, he told her, "I can tell you this won't be easy. We're dealing with foreign military, and we'll find out who soon enough."

Sarxas added to the conversation. "Whoever they are, they won't escape trial, that's for sure."

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A member of Lion Team came up to Max and told him, "Sir, it's time to go. We need to head back to the shuttle."