Hello again everyone! After a few of my character matches falling through, I'm in need of some new blood- er... *ahem*... friends for my characters.
1. Shayde, the secretive mercenary is up for grabs again. He can be anywhere, but I've decided to be kind and let him be slightly less tragic than originally planned, as in he will find true love. Ladies with mercenary roles or in need of a bodyguard, let me know, and this mystery man can be yours!
2. Raised in the forests on the fringe of Myrian society is a woman by the name of Asalia. She's completely wild! Anyone who feels that they have both a reason to be in the region and the ability to teach her the ways of humanity (as a long-term project), let me know!
Also, if neither of those two are your type, keep watching this thread, as there may be a third added, but not for a while still.
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Matchmaker, matchmaker, make me a match...
by Asalia on July 15th, 2010, 11:07 pm
Those who ride forth may not return. Lives will be lost on the field today. Knowing this, I lead my brothers on with me, and together, we charge to the sound of the trumpets... The nervous creaking of saddles and the ring of drawn steel are drowned out almost immediately – I can hardly hear anything over my own rough breathing. But our horses beat a steady rhythm, a drum of thunder, on the cobblestones of the road. The familiarity of the sound soothes me, and I take a moment to make a prayer under my breath.
"God guide my sword, imbue my armor with Your protection... let me see the sun rise tomorrow. Let us not fall today."
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Matchmaker, matchmaker, make me a match...
by Asalia on July 17th, 2010, 1:43 am
Those who ride forth may not return. Lives will be lost on the field today. Knowing this, I lead my brothers on with me, and together, we charge to the sound of the trumpets... The nervous creaking of saddles and the ring of drawn steel are drowned out almost immediately – I can hardly hear anything over my own rough breathing. But our horses beat a steady rhythm, a drum of thunder, on the cobblestones of the road. The familiarity of the sound soothes me, and I take a moment to make a prayer under my breath.
"God guide my sword, imbue my armor with Your protection... let me see the sun rise tomorrow. Let us not fall today."
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Asalia - Player
- Posts: 11
- Words: 2892
- Joined roleplay: May 12th, 2010, 12:59 am
- Race: Human
- Character sheet
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