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 Posted: Mon Jul 30, 2007 6:28 pm
sky fairy starling T1MB3RW0LF1337 Raj'qar wiped the blood from his paws; he wanted to disappear from sight. He had not been told that there would be others he would meet in the Dark Brotherhood; he thought that he would merely meet with the Speaker in a secluded place where he would be given contracts. This was better than what he had before though; maybe these were people like him who would keep to themselves, maybe not. He walked into the living quarters and glanced around. Raj'qar liked contracts because they let him be alone with himself and his victim; that was the hunt, he loved the thrill of stalking. Raj'qar took seat on the bench next-to the table decked with food. He wasn't that hungry; after he took refuge in Bravil he had never been that hungry. This, after all, was a knew place maybe he just needed to settle-in to life here in... Cheydinhal was it? He had never been so far north. The alcohol upon the table tempted him, but he did not want to regress to old habits; those days were gone. Raj'qar was Dark Brotherhood now; he had family. Slayer had been siting above him on a cieling board she wrapped her 9tails around the board and leaned backward and reaching down infront of him to grabe her bloody mary. Her long black craws wraped gently around the glass."Its nice to have a family now isn't it?" (By Oblivion what creature has nine tails?!)
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Posted: Mon Jul 30, 2007 9:31 pm
T1MB3RW0LF1337 sky fairy starling T1MB3RW0LF1337 Raj'qar wiped the blood from his paws; he wanted to disappear from sight. He had not been told that there would be others he would meet in the Dark Brotherhood; he thought that he would merely meet with the Speaker in a secluded place where he would be given contracts. This was better than what he had before though; maybe these were people like him who would keep to themselves, maybe not. He walked into the living quarters and glanced around. Raj'qar liked contracts because they let him be alone with himself and his victim; that was the hunt, he loved the thrill of stalking. Raj'qar took seat on the bench next-to the table decked with food. He wasn't that hungry; after he took refuge in Bravil he had never been that hungry. This, after all, was a knew place maybe he just needed to settle-in to life here in... Cheydinhal was it? He had never been so far north. The alcohol upon the table tempted him, but he did not want to regress to old habits; those days were gone. Raj'qar was Dark Brotherhood now; he had family. Slayer had been siting above him on a cieling board she wrapped her 9tails around the board and leaned backward and reaching down infront of him to grabe her bloody mary. Her long black craws wraped gently around the glass."Its nice to have a family now isn't it?" (By Oblivion what creature has nine tails?!) (none) She kefted her body back up and sat there on the ceiling boards.
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Posted: Tue Jul 31, 2007 6:54 pm
(Then how do you have nine tails if no creature in Oblivion does?)
Raj'qar stopped his consumption of mead; it was going to be a long wait for another contract. Raj'qar slipped from his chair, and padded across the room only to take nest on the edge of an empty cot. He took the bow up-off himself and unstrung it. After laying the bow beside him on the bed he slipped off the quiver, leaning it beside the cot. Raj'qar lightly clasp the end of an arrow, sliding it from its place of rest. Once it lay serenely over his lap, Raj'qar dug through his possessions that were attached to his self. He found the item for which he sought, and took it out to put it to use. Raj'qar unwrapped a musty black cloth from around a tinted flask. He uncorked the flask and dribbled a morsel upon the cloth before closing the flask once more. Raj'qar applied the concoction to the arrow head with sleight; thus he continued with a few arrows applying the poison. Then Raj'qar
wrapped the flask and placed the arrows in a pile at his side; reaching into his clothe he replaced the flask, and pulled out another wrapping. Raj'qar repeated the procedure until the other half of his quiver were laced in this new liquid. Replacing his ammo into its case he was ready for the next contract; if only it would come soon so that he wouldn't have dull poison on his arrows.
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Posted: Tue Jul 31, 2007 7:04 pm
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Posted: Tue Jul 31, 2007 7:13 pm
(and that gives you nonsensical ligaments how? The thing that you wish to be is from Japanese lore (mostly a modern representation of that creature that is commonly seen in manga), and has nothing to do with TES at all. The writers of the game made no such being, and their imagination is the essence of this RP. So why destroy the foundation with an unheard-of template?)
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Posted: Tue Jul 31, 2007 8:42 pm
( cause i'v never played it i was invited)
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Posted: Wed Aug 01, 2007 6:33 am
sky fairy starling ( cause i'v never played it i was invited) Too bad - It's a brilliant game.
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Posted: Wed Aug 01, 2007 6:43 am
It had been a long day and by now Gerard had just wanted to change out of his Shrouded armour and have a hot meal. This he did and after walking down from The Brotherhood's library sat at the long dining table. Over on his bed sat Raj'qar applying poison to his arrows.
Gerard grabbed some of the capon and a flagon of ale and began to eat quietly.
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Posted: Wed Aug 01, 2007 7:14 am
JesusFreak03 sky fairy starling ( cause i'v never played it i was invited) Too bad - It's a brilliant game. (i want to play it but i never have time to play vedio games)
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Posted: Wed Aug 01, 2007 4:43 pm
(That doesn't give you the right to powerplay and bend the rules about your character. We need to make a thread about character creation and its rules; I don't care if you haven't played the game I just don't think you should have some insane character that would never exist in Oblivion.)
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Posted: Wed Aug 01, 2007 4:50 pm
Raj'qar needed something to distract his mind. He gathered his belongings and moved to an empty chair. Pulling a Khajiit book forth from himself, he began to read, but this book had been read a million times and it started to bore. (I'm going to continue the character argument on the main thread let's just RP here)
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Posted: Thu Aug 02, 2007 10:08 am
Yuki walked in quietly, as she looked around for a few moments. Her face expression looked slightly bored, as she used a fan with her hand, up and down, up and down, in the direction of her face.
Standing there in the hallway in a Dark with bloodred Kimono, and a red with black Obi. She looked like she came from somewhere else.
Finding a seat somewhere in the room, as she watched the others, totally unintesrted.
Her hand was throwing the fan up, and catching it, like it was a piece of cake. While humming a song annoyingly.
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Posted: Thu Aug 02, 2007 6:55 pm
Raj'qar's visage now contorted via the sound of happiness. His face clenched as he sot to bare the song. Why could he not find a nice dark corner to curl-up and die in? Raj'qar's attention now completely averted from his book, he stuffed it away. Raj'qar sat in a daze with nothing to do but wait. Poisonous herbs, he could set out and look for some herbs to make more poison, he thought. What would be the point? Raj'qar scanned the room. Maybe he could avoid more vexing if he went to sleep, but where?
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Posted: Thu Aug 02, 2007 10:47 pm
Yuki looked at the person who was reasing a book. She noticed the song she was humming was being quiet annoying. A smile appeared on her face, after she stopped humming. Having her feet on the table, as she sat in a chair, she kept her eyes on the person.
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Posted: Fri Aug 03, 2007 6:24 pm
Raj'qar felt eyes boring into his skin; he always felt unprotected when out of the shadows. Raj'qar raised his head to confront the onlooker. He was glad he still wore his hood for his eyes would be unshaded without it. What an uncomfortable feeling.
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