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"The Wind That Shakes the Barley"

"There's no peace to be found anymore. What once was yours, is now theirs. Are you going tae' roll over an' die for them? Are you going to let them take the land that your father's father was born upon, your inheritance as an Aednat? You have tae' fight for what is yours, boy. You have to fight just for the right to be who you are. Your son can grow up in the Empire, or he can grow up in Aiden. The choice is yours to make."

This year began in turmoil for the citizens of the Island of Aiden. After fighting long and hard with their ally, the Great Westerly Empire to defeat a threat that promised to destroy them both, they were invaded by the Imperial army in a ploy to "unite the kingdom." Within a month, a third of the nation had been taken from the people to whom it belonged. The Army of Aiden was all but destroyed as it returned home from its battle overseas. Now the Westely Empire has to do very little, but oppress what's left.

Without a resistance, the rest of Aiden will fall within but a few more short months.

The battle has since begun, and the fighting is heavy in the city of Betio and the surrounding countryside.

To arms, son of Aiden.

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(What we have here is a largely free form war/civil war/rebellion/invasion Roleplay. I want the fighting to be nearly constant, and I want to get to know the characters before you kill them off. Make it tragic, and keep it tight, folks.)
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"Kindle in our hearts, O God,
The flame of that love
which never ceases,
That it may burn in us,
giving light to others.
May we shine forever."


-The Rules-

Keep it semi-literate. I want to see at least two paragraphs and some decent spelling.
Cussin' is fine.
Violence is obviously fine.
Romance is fine, just keep it PG-13.
No godmodding.
What I say, goes.
PM me applications as follows:
If you apply to be a Son of Aiden make your title: "Son of Aiden"
If you apply to be an Imperial make the title: "Imperial"
If you get into a battle in the RP, fight it out, and I'll decide if it was legitimate. Whoever outsmarts their opponent obvious is the winner. If you get shot, it's your own damn fault.
The technology period is set in 1910-1920, so RP and characterize accordingly.
Have yourself a blast.
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Gaianame: Sir Metzgermeister
Character Name: "Shame" is the longtime nickname he goes by. His given name was Leighe Arriat
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Straight
Character Picture or Description: "Shame"
Age: 20
Loyalty: Son of Aiden
Reason for Fighting: Shame wasn't concerned when Aiden was invaded, at least not initially. It hadn't affected him, and honestly, most people seemed to think that it had been inevitable for a long time either way. He had never considered himself a patriot, and when the Empire came...he actually was somewhat excited. Perhaps there'd be something else to do besides farm, with the new Imperial economic standards in place. This all changed when the Empire killed an entire village of Aednat civilians. Shame's village. The Empire did this to make an example out of those who would harbor rebels, as apparently the small village of Lehill had done. Leighe had been visiting family in the deep countryside when it happened, and returned to find that he had nothing left. What cut him deepest was the death of his fiance. Leighe vowed that from that day on, the Empire would pay for every last step it had taken into Aiden. The Empire would pay in blood and there'd be no remorse offered; at least not by the hand of Leighe.
Weapons: 7.63 Pistol, .30-06 Automatic Rifle, The Dagger "She" Gave him...
Additional Items: A Pipe, Pipe Tobacco, Cigarettes, Matches
Specialty: Shame is an excellent leader despite his initial apathy towards the invasion. After his decision to go militant, he became one of the Aiden resistance's greatest guerilla fighters. He earned the nickname from Imperial soldiers, "Blood and Shame."
Likes: Tobacco, sleeping under the stars, quiet, singing, dancing, campfires, a good yarn, drinking, living a simple life.
Dislikes: The Empire, People that mention his Fiance, People who ask him questions about his eye.
"Theme" Song: "I Will Protect You"
Anything Else?:


Gaianame: Krieg-Falke
Character Name: Carver "Cap" McGrath
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Flamingly Heterosexual
Character Picture or Description: Carver
Age: 32
Loyalty: Sons of Aiden
Reason for Fighting: Formerly a soldier in the Aiden army, Captain McGrath was in the Corps of Engineers. He fought in the defense of the country until the capitol was conquered and the army surrendered. Refusing to turn himself over into Imperial hands, he and a dozen of his soldiers deserted and fled north. Trained to live off the land, and survive no matter what, his small squad of demolition experts attack and harass Imperial forces whenever possible.
Weapons: .455 Revolver, 12 Gauge Shotgun, Bulldog slasher.
Additional Items: Binoculars, half a pound of C4, detonator cap, crush-able fuse, silver pocket watch.
Specialty: Once I built things... now I destroy them.
Likes: Being free, the mountains, camping, hunting, peace, explosions.
Dislikes: The Empire, war, violence, destruction.
"Theme" Song: Simple Man
Anything Else?:



Gaianame: EmmyLuvvles
Character Name: Catríona Ní Ríain
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Anything Goes
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Age: Twenty-four
Loyalty: Aiden
Reason for Fighting: My family has to be safe, and I'm the oldest child with no father.
Weapons: .303 Sniper Rifle ( http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lee-Enfield ) .45 revolver ( http://www.sam-hane.com/sass/schofield/beretta.jpg ) And she can duel wield a set of short swords, like this ( http://www.renblades.com/Masonic-Short.jpg )
Additional Items: She carries six small pebbles in a pouch on her side, each one a different color to represent each of her family.
Specialty: Pissing people off, instigating careless action from the enemy, diversion and the like.
Likes: - Cooking - Napping - Setting Fire to Things - Fire - Her younger siblings
Dislikes: - The Imperials - Wandering hands
"Theme" Song:
Anything Else?:


Gaianame: Krieg-Falke
Character Name: Major Walter “The Razor” Reichert
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Unknown
Character Picture or Description: "The Razor"
Age: 29
Loyalty: The Empire
Reason for Fighting: Reichert is a soldier, who loves his job. He believes that The Empire is destined to rule the entire world, and that the next step is the conquering of Aiden. He will do whatever it takes to make sure that Aiden submits, including but not limited to; committing war crimes.
Weapons: .45 Automatic, 9x19mm Parabellum Submachine Gun, .303 MkVII Rifle, Trench Knife.
Additional Items: 3x Model 24 grenades, Stiletto, Mustard gas grenade, Violin
Specialty: Group Commander of the Imperial Sentinels, a group designed to operate as a counter-terrorist group behind enemy lines, or wherever they may be found.
Likes: Order, harmony, submission, war, conquest.
Dislikes: Rebels, the idea of peace, the sons of Aiden.
"Theme" Song: Ten Thousand Fists
Anything Else?:


Gaianame:EmmyLuvvles
Character Name: Ciara (Kira)
Gender:Female
Sexuality:Men please!
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Age: 17-18, in that year
Loyalty: Aiden
Reason for Fighting: Her family left her in their attempt to run from the invaders. She had been out, hunting, because her Father had said he didn't feel well, and hadn't known she was going to go for him. So when she returned home, no one was there, so she took her things and the food that was left, and took her leave, she now wanders around, looking for her family
Weapons: A custom made bow and arrows she makes herself. She has a skinning knife and a small dirk as well
Additional Items: A few changes of clothing, her bed roll, and three bangles made of silver that make a tinkling sound as she shoots, because they are on her left wrist and she shoots with her left holding the bow.
Specialty: She is a damn amazing aim and has a sharp tongue.
Likes:
-Apples
-Stones
-Being swooned by men
Dislikes:
-Running out of arrows
-Running from the Enemy
-Sleeping without a fire
"Theme" Song:
Anything Else?:


Gaianame: Sir Metzgermeister
Character Name: Baron Amadeus Eckharrt Von die Löwen
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Character Picture or Description: The Baron
Age: 53
Loyalty: The Empire
Reason for Fighting: The Baron is one of the most respected leaders of the Imperial military, and has fought for the Empire for the better part of forty years. He was born into the aristocratic military cache of the empire, as were his children, as will his children's children be. He serves his Emperor without a doubt in his mind, and he is a superb leader. He is currently the leader of all Imperial forces in Aiden, and is known by his troops as "The Old Lion." He dislikes guerillas, no matter whose side they are on. He sees guerilla fighting as the lowest of the low. Battles were meant to be fought between two armies as far as he is concerned, without room for exception.
Weapons: His 9mm courtesy of the Emperor himself, His dress sword which bears the name "Kyreleis," His cane is also, believe it or not, a hidden sword.
Additional Items:
Specialty: Tactics and Logistics
Likes: His soldiers, being a soldier, war, his Emperor, his country, his duty.
Dislikes: Guerillas, fools, traitors.
"Theme" Song: "Der Königgrätzer Marsch"
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Gaianame: The Westies
Character Name: Coffey "Birdie" Macklin
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Heterosexual
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Age: 20
Loyalty: Son of Aiden
Reason for Fighting: After his father was killed in the war, Coffey immediately joined the military and began the pre-training process in his hometown. When it became apparent that the fight had been brought to Aidens unit was ordered to protect his town which too was eventually engulfed by the Imperials, he has been operating independently since, obstructing Imperial movement and occupation as often as possible. He travel throughout the countrysides usually taking out smaller patrols or scouts.
Weapons: M1D Garand
Beretta MP-38
K Knife

Specialty: Anti-Sniper Warfare, insurgency.
Likes: His hometown, his rifle, freedom of his countrymen.
Dislikes: Imperials, larger groups, unpatriotic individuals.


Gaianame: Karo Kiba
Character Name: Helena Moloney
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Straight
Character Picture or Description: Pic
She wears men's clothing because it's more practical.
Age: 20
Loyalty: Aiden
Reason for Fighting: Her fiance was taken prisoner by the empire. So now she fights for his freedom as well as her younger brother's freedom. She wants them to be able to live free and live life to the fullest.
Weapons: A rifle and a large hunting knife.
Additional Items: She also carries all of her supplies on her back. This includes food, water, a medicine kit, and a tarp that she uses to improvise her own shelter.
Specialty: She does whatever the resistance needs. She mostly acts as a courier but has also done some nursing working and even some fighting.
Likes: Standing up for the weak.
Dislikes: People who take advantage of those that are helpless
"Theme" Song:
Couldn't choose just one
One Girl Revolution by SuperChick
The Ballad of Mairead Farrell.
Anything Else?:
Helena is a very strong woman. She is strong, affectionate, and caring. She is a tough girl, able to greet suffering with beauty and grace.

Gaianame: Doomsicle
Character Name: Vlade Stalder
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Pan-sapiosexual
Character Picture or Description: Vlade is 5 feet 8 inches tall and broad shouldered, but with a slim, athletic build. She has golden-blonde hair that is always tightly pulled back in an impecable bun at the back of her head, complimenting the fact that her jacket and pants are always clean, ironed, and orderly. She has piercing blue eyes on her round face, filled out by a strong, angular jaw, straight nose, and thin lips that are completed by a layer of deep red lipstick. Though once fair and pale, her skin is somewhat tanned from being outdoors, callouses on her fingers show that despite the perfectly filed red nails, she knows how to handle herself on the field.
Age: 28
Loyalty: Empire
Reason for Fighting: It is what her country demands of her. Having been fed propaganda from a young age, Vlade knows in her heart of hearts that the world would be better if the Empire ruled it, and that the Empire deserves to do so.
Weapons: .45 Revolver, 12 gauge double barrel sawed-off shotgun, 9 mm semi-automatic rifle, tear gas grenades, and a shiv made from an old knife blade and cloth she keeps hidden up her sleeve.
Additional Items: A pin with the Empire's flag on it and a small portable chess set.
Specialty: Stealth missions and intel gathering.
Likes: Her government, soldiers of the Empire, loyalty, intelligence, being given orders by superiors.
Dislikes: Rebels, complainers, cowards, not having a goal.
"Theme" Song:White Flag, by Morgan


Gaianame: Karo Kiba
Character Name: Lily Tara O'Sioda
Gender:Female
Sexuality: Straight
Character Picture or Description: Lily
Age: 19
Loyalty: She works for the empire but spies for the rebels.
Reason for Fighting: She is part of a group of Imperials that work to aid the rebels. She believes that the invasion is wrong, and is willing to risk her life for the freedom of others.
Weapons: Lily carries a small dagger and she knows how to throw a good punch. She also carries a small pistol.
Additional Items: Cyanide pills.
Specialty: Lily has worked her way up into the office of the baron himself. She is a talented spy due to the fact that she is good looking and can easily charm people. She can also fool other people into thinking that she is harmless.
Likes: Her likes and dislikes are pretty similar to Helena's. Lily likes fighting for the oppressed.
Dislikes: She dislikes people who oppress others.
"Theme" Song: Die Another Day from James Bond
Anything Else?: She is not the only one that has decided to betray the Empire.

Anything Else?:


Gaianame: Karo Kiba
Character Name: Lia O'Connolly
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Character Picture or Description: Lia has some very typical Aednat features. She has long dark brown hair, dark brown eyes, and pale skin. She is still somewhat small since she is only thirteen, and stands at about five feet and one inch tall. Lia has a youthful face and a perky smile.
Age: 13
Loyalty: Aiden
Reason for Fighting: She wants to protect her homeland. She wants to contribute to the war effort even though she is young. Lia is also an orphan. Before the invasion she was always taken care of by her fellow Aednats. They never let her go hungry. Now, they are in trouble and Lia thinks that it's her turn to help them out. Lia despises the fact that The Empire has treated so many people so badly by invading their land and making them go hungry.
Weapons: A knife, a bow, and some arrows are her physical weapons, but her most important weapon is her intelligence and ingenuity.
Additional Items: Lia also carries some matches and a canteen.
Specialty: Head of a spy ring. She works as a laundress for the Baron and his aides. Lia is able to regularly sneak past the guards at the headquarters and rendezvous with Couriers. She works with the couriers and other spies to try and keep the rebels well-informed. Lia acts as a go-between between the Aednat rebels and the Imps who have defected and joined the Aednat side. When Lia is indisposed the Imp spies have lots of difficulties arranging meetings with couriers, so lia's service is invaluable. She runs her spy ring efficiently and with the utmost secrecy. The couriers do not know her name, only what she does and where to find her.
Likes: She loves helping the rebels, singing, and fixing other people's hair.
Dislikes: She dislikes it when people do not take her seriously due to her young age.
"Theme" Song: Concrete Angel by Martina McBride
Anything Else?: Lia has been working for the rebellion ever since the beginning.


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Gaianame: The Westies
Character Name: Tobias S. Neuer
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Character Picture or Description:
Age: 25
Loyalty: Imperial SF
Reason for Fighting: Tobias joined the Imperial army as a young man, showing exceptional marksmanship and strength in his training, he was selected to be a part of the Imperial specialist forces. This group of soldiers are some of the most loyal and driven men in the Imperial military, answering only to higher ranking officers, although he does maintain a standard rank. His main job is in the field is reconnaissance and attacking in groups using armored vehicles as cover, a tactic he has practiced many times against members of the Aiden military, in otherwords, this isn't his first rodeo. The Imperial SF are one of the few units in the Imperial military permitted to use dangerous chemical warfare weapons to achieve victories, but their supply is usually limited. The SF are heavily armed at all times and usually operate as a seperate entity from the rest of the military, taking out smaller groups of enemy soldier, they are exceptional night fighters.
Weapons: Bergmann MP-18 w/ Drum Magazine
Nagant 1893 Service Revolver
Panzerfaust Anti-Tank
Type 89 Chemical Mortar

Additional Items: Tear + Mustard Gas Mortar Canisters.
Specialty: Night Operations, Chemical Warfare
Likes: Reading books when he is not at war.
Dislikes: Those who oppose the Imperium, not being in combat.


Gaianame: Lord Mihail
Character Name: Captain Awan Hawkins "The Leaning Gun"
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Straight
Character Picture or Description: Awan
Age:
Loyalty: Aiden
Reason for Fighting: Captain Hawkins was a renowned tank commander, awarded with several medals including the Silver Service Medal, The Broken Horn and the Aiden Medal of Honor for his service in the last war.
A master tank-hunter he favored a very large caliber gun, known as the Anti-Armor Special, for his tank - Betsy the Wanderer.
He got his nickname by employing the artillery tactic "the wandering gun", in which a large caliber cannon would roam an area, stop to fire and then immediately start again, to avoid punishment.
Since the Imperial invasion he has never stopped fighting, remaining with whatever had left of the military, but sadly to little use, as 'ole Betsy was captured when the capitol fell, along with the rest of his crew.
But, determined to make his family proud, he fights on, desperately looking for another tank, to no avail so far.
Weapons: Squall Machine Gun, the only thing he saved from his tank, a Service Pistol and an Army knife.
Additional Items: Lighter, Cigarettes, 'ole Betsy's log, the clothes on is back.
Specialty: Tanks.
Likes: Smoking, booze, girls and tanks.
Dislikes: Enemy tanks, farm work and folk, cabbage(beyond reason), menial chores.
"Theme" Song: Sabaton - Ghost Division
Anything Else?: Yes. TBCIG.


Gaianame: crimzon death
Character Name: Hans Dieter
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Straight
Character Picture or Description: http://fc04.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2010/329/5/e/wwi_german_soldier_4_by_eddiemilani-d33lnsj.jpg
Age:30
Loyalty: Empire
Reason for Fighting: Hans is loyal to the Empire as long as the next paycheck comes in, he served in the past war but has largely become disillusioned with the imperial way. He specializes in terror tactics and propaganda, bombings, massacres and the like hitting places where civilians congregate.
Weapons:M1918 Browning Automatic Rifle (BAR), Webley revolver, Wechselapparat flamethrower with gas tank within a bulletproof case
Additional Items: Mills bombs, F1 Grenades, Model 24 grenades, various explosive charges designed for building demolition and personnel atttacks
Specialty: Explosives, grenades, terror attacks
Likes: Flowers, dogs
Dislikes: People shooting at him, bad language
"Theme" Song: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=goN5BWbvn-I
Anything Else?: Hans is largely deaf and most have to yell to catch his attention.


Gaianame: Hobo_bob
Character Name: Nayawe Lisette Lesueur
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Bisexual
Character Picture or Description: Pretty feasts.
Age: 22
Loyalty: Empire
Reason for Fighting: Death of a captured sibling perhaps? Or was it her own son? She cannot remember.
Weapons: Anything she can get her hands on. But a whip with 5 hooks on the each of it's ends is always in her grasp as well as an American Winchester and a small dagger she keeps at her heart.
Additional Items: A simple puzzle ring with a knot that makes an arrow on her thumb as well as a monocle.
Specialty: Blending in. People often think that one has to be great at killing in order to remain unseen, but it is she who can hide in plain sight that often wins. Multiple dialects of speech helps as well as knowing the language. With 9 languages from Asia to Mexico, she can be anyone at any given time.
Likes:
- Irish stew and potatoes.
- The hug of a good corset.
- Good stout beer.
Dislikes:
- Killing those with faith in their cause. (but does it anyways for her own cause)
- Emotional involvement in battles.
- The phrase 'so it does'
"Theme" Song: I dance with my people. I dance to war. I dance for the crow.
Anything Else?: On a trip to seek a new home, away from the white man, she came across the general of an empire. He promised a home for her people. She signed a paper with her blood. Now they take her chief and family, forcing her to work and fight against an enemy she does not know. Past the lines of her legion, she fights to return to gain freedom. Or dance for the crow.



Gaianame: Karo Kiba
Character Name: Nafisa Mallarky
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Straight
Character Picture or Description: Nafisa has long dark brown textured hair, very typical for an Arzan. She has chocolate eyes and brown colored skin, though she is not as dark as most Arzans. She is of medium height and is rather slim. She typically wears baggy pants and a tight fitting shirt.
Age: 26
Loyalty: Aiden
Reason for Fighting: Nafisa's mother is from Arzanibijan. Her father is half Imperial, half Aednat. When she was one her Arzan family members murdered her mother as punishment for marrying a non-arzan man and having his child. Her father then took her to live with the Aednat side of his family. The Imperial side of her father's family never really cared for him or Nafis a. So Nafisa has always felt more of a connection to Aiden, even though she is half arzan and one quarter imperial. When the war against the imperials started Nafisa had no problems choosing which side to fight for. She fights for the Aednat side because she wants to protect her family. Though she is not a pureblooded Aednat, Aiden is still her homeland.
Weapons: A knife and a pistol. She mainly uses the knife.
Additional Items: Money, food, water, and other miscellaneous supplies depending on her mission.
Specialty: Knife fighting and interrogation. She did work with the Aednat Intelligence Corps during the Arzan war. She uses her knowledge of cyphers to help code and decode messages. She also acts as a bodyguard and personal errand runner for Lia.
Likes: When people cooperated during her interrogations. She also likes dark chocolate.
Dislikes: People who distrust her because of her skin color and people who use racist slurs.
"Theme" Song: Live- The Beauty of Gray
Anything Else?: The theme song is a song about race and appreciating people with differences.


Gaianame: XcoldhandsX
Character Name: Isaak Manfried
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Character Picture or Description: In Uniform
Out of Uniform
Age: 27
Loyalty: Empire
Reason for Fighting: Enlisting at age 18, he started out as nothing more than a gun for hire in all but name. Isaak spent the first two years in the service as cheap cannon fodder, fighting along side other low ranking privates on the front lines while the "real soldiers" were put in position to execute whatever plan the minds behind the battle had created. He showed an aptitude for surviving, something which is quite exceptional when your only purpose on the battlefield is to take bullets like a sponge. He slowly began moving up in the ranks, eventually deciding to apply for a spot in the Imperial Special Forces.
He quickly wound up in a recon division, a far stretch from his typical role in the trenches. Isaak had always been a good rifleman, but since joining recon he has discovered a real skill with stealth.
Weapons: Kar98k and Mauser C96 (no stock)
Additional Items: backpack, first aid kit, wallet, flask filled with water, cannabis, cigarette papers
Specialty: Isaak is a recon specialist. He is an excellent rifleman and can move quickly and quietly with ease. He has basic field medic training and is typically always well tuned in to his surroundings.
Likes: cannabis, money, silence, and the dark
Dislikes: extremists, excessive violence (anything beyond what is required), torture, bright open spaces, not getting paid, losing a squadmate, and failing a mission
"Theme" Song: Iron by Woodkid
Anything Else?: Isaak has no particular dislike for rebels, he simply sees it as doing his duty. He is occasionally prone to being merciful whenever it does not interfere with his mission in any way. He finds extremist imperial soldiers or hardcore loyalists to be annoying.
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A map of Aiden.

Green is Free Aiden.

Blue is Imperial Aiden.
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”A bullet pierced my true love's side,
In life's young spring so early…


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Leighe “Shame” Arriat

The time for blood would come as it always had, for time had proven that there was to be no such thing as peace among men. What fools they had been to believe in such a thing. Had the ancients not done battle, thousands of years before Shame had been born? Had there not been war but a short year ago, across the seas? Aiden had been an ally of the Empire then, and once upon a time they had counted themselves as equals. Or at least, the Aednats had counted themselves as equal. The Empire had no doubt seen it as not so. And why should they have? They were but a short hundred miles away by boat, much larger, much more experienced in the ways of "modern" war. Aiden had been full of fools not to see it; and to think that they called themselves warrior folks... It cut down to Shame's core and threatened to consume any little bit of patience and sanity that was left inside of him.

"O'er for the morning that comes and goes, with the great sphere's list and sea which flows..."

It seemed to Shame like he spent most of his days either fighting, or singing. If it wasn't one, it was the other. Sometimes it was both; and that's how it had been as of this day. Shame had been striking small patrols by himself, constantly, and then sliding back into the woods like a ghost. Before the Imperials could find him, he had already left. Such was the glory of having lived in the very same mountains his entire life, that he now fought in.

"Take my body as the wind bellows, don't let me be alone..."

But now it was time to sleep. The sun had long since set, and now it was night. Yes. It was time to sleep. Tentatively. With a firm grip on his pistol, Leighe let his head rest upon a bed of soft green grass.

"And on my breast in blood she died,
While soft winds shook the barley…"
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Major Walter "The Razor" Reichert


Major Walter Reichert stepped out of his staff car onto the cobblestone street. He stretched his toned muscular body, having cramped slightly after the long ride. His aide closed the door behind him and he stood staring up at the army headquarters. He nodded in appreciation of the building. The HQ was located in the center of the city of Foldere in the center of occupied territory. It was an old building, with marble pillars making up the grand entry way. He walked forward slowly, his feet making a light clacking on the stone.

The morning sun glinted off of his death's head ring he wore on his right hand, and the .45 caliber pistol that hung on his left leg. The ring identified him as a member of the Sentinel Group. The group was a military unit that was given the best and newest technology at the expense of results. Major Reichert commanded the group of strong men and cutthroats. After a hard fought victory against the Aiden army he had thought to be home long before Christmas. However, things now did not look so promising.

He walked with purpose, his steps measured in military fashion as he took the marble stairs to the entrance. His aide walked a step behind and to the left of him as was proper. He reached the door and two uniformed Imperial soldiers stopped him and demanded his identification. The aide scrambled forward and pulled both of their papers out of his brief case. He however, did so awkwardly having to work around the handcuff that prevented him from losing the case.

A few moments later Reichert stepped back out of the building with a manila folder in his hand. It was stamped with the Imperial Seal and was marked for his eyes only. He leaned against the back of the staff car as his aide seemed flustered by his apparent devil may care attitude. His unit had been given the weekend off after their recent successes and thus he had been forced to take one of the cooks as an aide. The result was the man was constantly trying overly hard to impress. Any of his men would have stood patiently at attention for hours if he had given the command. He shook his head as he pulled his stiletto out of the grey uniform coat he wore and opened the folder slowly.

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It was late afternoon when his staff car stopped again. This time he was sitting in it near the last secure post in the country. The orders had forced him to recall his men from leave and head to the border immediately. They were not orders he had been keen to relay, but he did none the less. He stepped out and looked at the convoy of trucks behind him. He nodded to his XO, who had joined him in the car since leaving Foldere. The captain stepped out of the other side and moved to the first truck, giving the order to dismount. Walter looked around and took in a deep breath of crisp air. No wonder the Empire wanted this land. It was truly beautiful.
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Catríona walked silently over the man that was sleeping on the grass and sighed. With the toe of her boot and jabbed at the small of his back, using the sensitive area to wake him up. "Hey...idiot, get up before lunch gets eaten by the dog..." She jabbed at him again and rolled one of her stones in her hand. It was the copper colored one with the flecks of blue that glittered in the sun. She opened her palm to look at it, a longing glimmer in her green eyes before she looked up at the green canopy above them. "Get up, Shame!" she growled and flicked a match at him, it landed on the grass by his face, dying a it ate the wooden stick and couldn't grab onto the lush, fluffy green grass.

Catríona watched as the small bit of smoke wafted up to his nose, sure that the sulfuric scent would wake him as she lifted her canteen to her lips and took a shallow gulp of the water inside of it. The blonde woman sighed and shook her head, she needed to refill it again. Catríona shifted on her feet, sliding around in her boots a little as they got loose again. There were so many things to get done, feeding this crazy man was one of them. But that wasn't getting done with him sleeping in the grass as he was.
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He hadn't quite drifted off to sleep when the smell of burning...something, reached his nostrils. It smelled like a match, and then it smelled like...burning tissue. Burning hair. Some sort of organic matter. Shame immediately hopped up to his feet, unsheathed dagger in hand.

"God take yeh, waking a man up like that. Lucky I didn't carve you up like a harvest-time squash!!"

Shame had been startled. Perhaps it had what he deserved. Sleeping wasn't exactly the safest thing to be doing under any circumstances, and she had snuck right up on him. Good lord. This was the sort of company he had been keeping lately. His puppy dog and a girl he hardly knew were what made up his family now.

"Sorry I dozed. I've been a little preoccupied with things as of late, and it's been affecting my ability to concentrate on not sleeping."

He chuckled.

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While soft winds shook the barley…"
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Carver crouched in the brush and watched the two and their lovely shenanigans as his men got into position. He leaned against a nearby tree and smiled. These two didn't appear to be a threat to anyone. He however, was not going to be taking any chances. They had been on the run north for several days and hadn't gotten much sleep or had time for a warm meal. He took a deep breath and looked down at his trench gun. He thumbed the safety off and took a deep breath. He nodded to the soldiers on either side of him. The rag tag group of combat engineers walked out of the woods in nearly a 360 degree circle around the two.

"Well now... looks like a couple 'o lovebirds swooning in a nest. What shenanigans are ya all up to up here alone?"


He stepped forward and bowed to Catríona elegantly, a twinkle in his eye.

"And pray tell, what's a fine lass of the old sod doing in a place like this?"


He had a large grin plastered all over his face. Several of his men had started laughing when he said the s word the first time, and he turned back to them and nodded.

"An lass... that's a right fine smell! What do ya hav' cookin there?"
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If Shame hadn't been pissed to have been woken up, he was definitely pissed now. Some group of ragtags had walked into his group of ragtags's camp and was now making fun of him. He was the ragtag in charge here, and he was in no mood to let anyone forget it! Shame groped around in the grass beside him and retrieved his BAR. He pulled back the charging handle with a very audible click and held the gun at his hip...pointed directly at the shaggy haired kinsmen who had been doing most of the talking,

"Stop the lights, and a good ********' evening tae' you too then. Who's the ol' sod now, bonnie-boy?"

No doubt all of their guns would be on him in an instant, and even with that being the case, he wasn't concerned. That wasn't the point.

"Your boys might be killing me in a rush, but not until I've made you a bad dose of lead poisoning and acute swiss-cheese-'a'dermia. What kind of world do we live in where a man can jus' walk into another man's camp and go making accusations of avian love making?"

Shame couldn't keep a straight face any longer and burst out laughing. He set his machinegun down and lit himself a cigarette.

"Ae' you boys. I didn't know we'd be expecting company, and I'm betting that she didn't either. Yer welcome to be making yourself at home though and we'll spare what we can."



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While soft winds shook the barley…"
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She twitched as he entered her space. She lifted her twin swords from the scabbards in her knee high boots and glared at the men rightly. Listening to the man, she straightened when he spoke her to and she growled, "Nothin' fer yough!" she started and then she turned her head in a semi circle to look at some of the other men. "Find your own food... and then I'll cook it." She said, not denying anyone a fresh, hot meal, but not willing to give up her hard work to let for poor b*****d have it.

Catríona moved one step closer to the man that approached the two blondes and lifted her sword to be level with his knee. "Who are you, and if you're Imperial spies, I damn swear I will kill you before you can even take another breath." She growled again, threateningly, not being one to take anything lightly, especially being snuck up on like a Deer.

Upon Shames words she relaxed a little and shook her head. "Don't have enough to share with everyone... less yeh can grab something from around here, you won't be eating much. Just a moment after she spoke, the dog - Risi - walked up looking proud with a bone in its mouth. The bone still had a lot of meat on it, and thus alerted Catríona that the lunch prepared for Shame was now in Risi's belly. "And there sits Shame's food, as well," she said with a sigh and a palm pressed to her forehead.
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Carver locked eyes with Shame and his grin did not falter. When he leveled the BAR, nine or so weapons were aimed right for his head. The jostling and chambering of weapons made a series of clicks that were quite recognizable. Carver looked the duo up and down and then burst into laughter. He held up his hand and the rest of the group lowered their weapons.

"Avian variety! Ha! Lad that's a good un!"

He held his stomach and let out a weeks' worth of supressed laughter. The rest of the group joined in and Carver walked forward slowly. He let his trench gun fall to his waist. It rested in it's sling around his neck as he extended his hand to Shame.

"Carver McGrath, an lad yer a sight fer sore eyes. My boys an I been running from the Imps for three days now."

He cringed a little before laughing again when he heard Catríona's accusation.

"Woah now lass... you're far too beautiful to be killin anyone... though I suppose 'hats a mark o' the times. An as fer the spies bit... if we were you'd be ded aight bout now."

He snapped his fingers and two men who had been hidden in the brush came out and stepped into the glade. Each carried a deer on his back and set them down next to the camp.

"We would be quite happy to break our fast with you fine people. Nah tell meh... have ya seen any 'Mperials round these parts?"

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