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ooc: deleted last post, sorry i didn't really look to hard at the posts...so then all of the protagonists are taken then??

We can start rping now right? ^.^

|| I'd like to join as a protagonist ^^ Before I fill out the profile, I'm just wondering.... Can my character's union be a different mix from the ones listed? (I was thinking pheonix/nymph)

|| sweatdrop Aha... Sorry! I should have read it through more thoroughly... *smacks self*

User Name: LyreStonehart
Character Name: Skyman Windward
Age: 19
Appearance: He's about 6'1", with tousled brown hair down to his shoulders. He usually wears a comfortable blue tunic and durable suede pants. He likes quality clothing and can't abide by stuff that falls apart easily. He has steely grey eyes and usually an irritable expression on his face.
Abilities: An accomplished swordsman. He's also good with many other weapons. He has very good aim with a bow.
Union: N/A
Personality: He's usually pretty quiet. He doesn't talk much to his fellow men but he does follow orders obediently enough. He gets irritated easily though he has enough self control not to act on it when he knows it will get him in trouble.
Short Bio: Skyman was a hunter in the forests around his home. He lived outside a small village with his mother and father and two sisters. One day, upon returning home from the hunt he found his house burnt to the ground. All around in the turf there were marks of large claws. He was convinced it must be dragons and his suspicions were confirmed when he asked the people of the villiage. Some of them said thay had heard roaring sometime around noon. Skyman decided to turn his hunting skills to destroying the arcane beasts who had killed his family. He hired himself out to anyone who would give him such a job. Needless to say, he's found a lot of work these days.

((Well, here goes))



A large fort was set up around the massive arlathil tree. The fort was a large, permanent construction; thick wooden walls (with the obligatory heads on stakes) over an heavy earth berm, towers, ditches and abatises, and many other tricks of the defensive trade.
The tree itself was in a large clearing in an otherwise dense forest, bare but for grasses and the stumps of recently cut trees.

Kuzo Naraj was walking around, making another inspection of the general state of affairs. Everything seemed to be going well.
In the Niena section of camp, were a large number of yurts were pitched in orderly rows.
Kuzo walked into the mess section of camp, where there were cooking fires going and off duty soldiers relaxing. Many were eating, or chatting, and some stood around the fires for warmth.
As he walked in, the nearby soldiers saluted, which he acknowledged with a nod. "How are things going?" he asked.
"Sir. We've got enough food for now; we've got fresh dragon and griffin meat, and we've gotten some game, but we don't have much of a reserve built up yet. The damn, uh, begging your pardon, sir, quartermaster's been giving us short rations and giving us grief about pay." complained a Sergeant. "But on the plus side, we've got plenty of water, and the weather seems fine, if a little cool." the Sergeant chuckled. "These guys have it soft."
"Right. I'll see what I can do about that. As you were." he said, walking off.

At the fort's command post, where the sound of axes chopping was audible, he went through a long series of subordinates before finally talking to the quartermaster, and being referred to the overall commander of the expedition.
Pff...excuses, excuses. Putting me off and wasting my time. And those axes are driving me crazy. he thought, as he walked in and saluted. "I've received reports from my men that they haven't been supplied properly. When checking in with the quartermaster, he referred me to you."
The commander, a rather oily looking man, said "Ah yes. Your troops are doing little work around here, so it would seem that the supplies should be distributed more efficiently."
Kuzo restrained the urge to strangle the man and mutilate his body. Later... he thought to himself. "Pardon? I'm not sure I understand." he said.
"Well, your troops are not assisting in the cutting of this tree." said the commander, gesturing to the window, from which came the sound of axes.
"Your pardon, but that was not in the contract. My troops took this tree, and were are seeing to its security. That was all that we were hired to do; are you saying that you wish to renegotiate." he asked, giving the commander a subtle version of 'the Look'. b*****d is trying to get out of paying us, probably.
"No, no...just a, misunderstanding, I'm sure. I'll have it sorted." said the commander.
"Good." said Kuzo, saluting and walking out the door. ***hole.

((Hey where is everyone? I joined this thing to play!))