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GuardianOni Shaman          Since: 09-07-04 From: The dark path Since last post: 5635 days Last activity: 5094 days |
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| I am going to get a line of Celtic runes down my spine, in an incantation reading "Strength in honor, honor in protection, strenght to protect."
After that I'm thinking of getting my family crest on my left arm. And my brother and I want to get "Death before dishonor" But being a cop that might not go over well. |
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GuardianOni Shaman Since: 09-07-04 From: The dark path Since last post: 5635 days Last activity: 5094 days |
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| http://www.llbbl.com/data/RPG-motivational/images/bluff.jpg
Yes, because Cha is not everyone's dump stat. And for everyone else... To lie one's ass off, and be believed is a skill some hone more than others. Then some are just naturally born with silver tongues. |
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GuardianOni Shaman Since: 09-07-04 From: The dark path Since last post: 5635 days Last activity: 5094 days |
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| Hmm first car I bought?
F 100 Spartans. Or the first car I was driveing around? Escort Spartans. hmmm... I don't know. Anybody like either one? |
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GuardianOni Shaman Since: 09-07-04 From: The dark path Since last post: 5635 days Last activity: 5094 days |
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I have too many stupid tales, or tales of stupidy to recount, so instead i shall do the sequel to this one.
Originally posted by Elara Directly after getting his character ready to play. He rides into the town on the back of a mighty griffon, on a mission set by the church he works for to look for me. As he rides into town, in the air, one of the secret police calls to him "Halt, you are breaking the law." ***Brief intermission explaining Paladins in D&D.*** They are shinning symbols of good and order. As lawful as they come. If it is the law of the land, they obey. Or else they break their code and loose their paladin ship. ***Back to the story.*** He then draws his sword in his right hand, and announces that he will kill this (true it is a devil http://www.wizards.com/leaving.asp?url=/dnd/images/MM35_gallery/MM35_PG52.jpg&origin=dnd_ag_20030712a the one on the right that looks like an angel with red wings.) person that challenged him. Thus breaking the law... again. We are telling him that this is not only wrong, but putting his new character in danger of death again. Because we discovered that the devils that up hold the law travel in packs, and are rather powerful. He ignores us. Until, annoyed of this the Barbarian from before sees the aerial yelling match, and flies up to see if a fight is brewing. Once at the paladin�s side he introduces himself. And as the paladin introduces himself he tells of his mission, to find me. The barbarian tells him that we are of the same company, and leads him to me. The DM is happy, he didn't have to kill the new character, and throw out a plot hook for me. The Paladin and I take off on and errand, investigating a weird light in the sky over an inner sea. We get there, and are transported into another plane of existence. In front of us is a staircase, stretching into the clouds. Think stairway to heaven. And I feel a compulsion to climb up it. The Paladin, draws his sword in his right hand and goes up it too, wary and wanting to protect me. Ignoring the fact I'm telling him it's safe, and there is nothing to be afraid of. We climb, and climb, and climb. After a long while we come to a door. He moves to open it. Knowing it's my quest I say "Look at that!" He looks around, and I trip him and step through the door ahead of him. The other side is endless white. (Think the load screen from the Matrix) And in front of us is a beholder. http://www.wizards.com/dnd/images/mm_gallery/Beholder.jpg The Paladin of course wants to charge it, but I point out that he is still on the stairs, on his face. As he picks himself up the beholder says, "I've been waiting for you. Come along Pelor (The god of me and the paladin) must not be kept waiting, and turns and floats away. I of course fallow, the paladin scrambles to his feet, and fallows copiously. To keep him busy I give him the holy text of a cult that we are trying to destroy. It takes a week of straight reading to finish. We walk long enough so that he finishes. But distracted by the scrolls he forgot about the beholder. Finally I ask, "When are we going to get there?" The beholder says. "We are here." And A bright light fills our eyes. I see a held with the mane of a lion on a pedestal, and a door. And the Paladin, having drawing his sword again at the light, feels Pelor in he palm of his hand. As I put on the helm, and go through the door he says. "I put Pelor into my head." And puts his right fist into his forehead. If you remember, he was carrying a sword in his right hand. Thus he died again. |
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GuardianOni Shaman Since: 09-07-04 From: The dark path Since last post: 5635 days Last activity: 5094 days |
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| I want to bring back Grim
You should rember him. And I need to talk to you about the details, of age and history. |
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GuardianOni Shaman Since: 09-07-04 From: The dark path Since last post: 5635 days Last activity: 5094 days |
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| Name: Grim
Age: 500 Gender: Male Clann/Race: Werewolf Appearance: 6' 6" Strong, and thick build. Dark Red hair with grey streaks, in a short ponytail. Greyblue eyes. And a blood red, two week old beard. He also sports an old scar that runs virticle over his left eye, starting in the middle of his forehead, and ending just short of his beard. He wears a brown leather duster, weighted strangely. History: Grim was 21 when he was turned to the imortal life of lycanthropy. He was the sheriff of a county in Scotland. Those that formed the Brotherhood, saw need of law keepers, and warriors. And he was one of the first to be turned under the banner of the brotherhood. He has fought many battles, lost many friends, and blead so much blood for them. And he is tired. Weapons: A custom browning highpower. And a hand-and-a-half sword. *********************************** The door opens and Grim is in the doorway. He takes a long pull on his cigar as he surveys the room in front of him. Letting out a large cloud of smoke he enters, a slight limp in his step. He walks into the room noticing the vampires and werewolves at the bar. Taking another puff he strides to the bar, his boots loud as he crosses the room. He takes the cigar out of his mouth and holding it in his left hand says. "Barkeep. Scotch if you please. And as old as you got it." He speaks with no accent. (Last edited by GuardianOni on 04-18-07 06:37 AM) |
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GuardianOni Shaman Since: 09-07-04 From: The dark path Since last post: 5635 days Last activity: 5094 days |
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| Grim looks over at the man who was behind him, eyebrows raised slightly, a bored and maybe slightly disappointed look in his eyes. He settles himself on a stool. He takes another long puff on his cigar, then brushes the ashes off the cigar with his ring finger into the ash tray.
"Yes, neat." He says with a nod. Accepting the glass of aged spirits he nods, and says "Thank you." He sips a little of the liquid. He settles the glass down, his right hand lightly holding onto it. He transfers the cigar from his left to his mouth, and reaches into a pocket. Extracting a twenty dollar bill he sets it on the counter for the bartender. Leaning on his left elbow he puffs once more on his cigar watching the bartender through the smoke. Listening. |
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GuardianOni Shaman Since: 09-07-04 From: The dark path Since last post: 5635 days Last activity: 5094 days |
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((OOC: Originally posted by Pockets Dude, I had class. Not my fault people went post crazy while life moved on.)) BIC: Grim sighs at Caine's attitude. And as the yet unnamed bartender, and caller of this gathering chastises him for his silence he raises his eyebrows a little. "He has a right to say anything he feels like. Right or wrong he has the right. And he has the right to use it as he sees fit. So let him run his mouth, he has the right." Looking to Caine he says, and he has the right to say what he wants." "But if everyone would please keep there weapons away..." He nods to the sword still on the bar. "...and hands out of their coats..." He looks at Caine. "... and we can get on with our conference." He sips at his drink. "Now rights and..." He glances at Caine "...wrongs aside. We were called here to deal with this threat. Other than the oddity of a simple bullet killing an elder, how is this different than anything else that has come before?" He gives the bartender a questioning look. "And do you know who it is, or why?" |
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GuardianOni Shaman Since: 09-07-04 From: The dark path Since last post: 5635 days Last activity: 5094 days |
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| Grim thinks about it for a moment, recalling a dusty memory. "Dur'Gilroy." ((OOC: You can look up the meening of that one.)) He says after a short pause. "But I haven't been called that for the better part of a millenia." He sips at his drink, inhailes his cigar. Letting out the smoke he says "Just call me Grim."
He looks at the bartender. "And if you called me here, then you know me, or of me. So if you would refrain from questioning what I will do for the Brotherhood I would be thankful. I let my actions speak for me. Running one's mouth is just so much hot air." |
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GuardianOni Shaman Since: 09-07-04 From: The dark path Since last post: 5635 days Last activity: 5094 days |
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| Grim tilts his head to the side. "You've grown." He says. With a smile that crinkles his scar. "And speaking of your skill with your blade. Lets see if you rember the first few lessons....and put the blade away." | |||
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GuardianOni Shaman Since: 09-07-04 From: The dark path Since last post: 5635 days Last activity: 5094 days |
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| Grim smiles and flicks the ash off his cigar. "Remember, no sirs for now." He sips a little more from his drink, and listens to the others introduce them selves.
"Nice to meet every one." He says politely. "Now about this cancer... Who is trying to break apart my Brotherhood?" |
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GuardianOni Shaman Since: 09-07-04 From: The dark path Since last post: 5635 days Last activity: 5094 days |
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| Grim watches Gabe. After he finishes speaking says. "Well hell. If that is true That would put me in the elder council. And I want that less than anyone..."
He drains the last of his drink. "There are a few ways to find out. Even a few that don't really go against our laws. But I assume that you have evidence that our plight will be harder to uncover that simply walking into the grandparents meeting rooms?" |
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GuardianOni Shaman Since: 09-07-04 From: The dark path Since last post: 5635 days Last activity: 5094 days |
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| He stands, his large hand cannon in his left and his sword in his right "Only eight..." He mutters.
Taking a few steps to the door he comes to a guard stance. "Ghost, go to Kismet and Gabe, and see if you can get them back into the fight. Ionesco come to me. Kimura, Caine get behind us." |
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GuardianOni Shaman Since: 09-07-04 From: The dark path Since last post: 5635 days Last activity: 5094 days |
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| "Bloody..." His face turned into a mask of snarling anger he steps out the doorway. Sword and blade ready. | |||
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GuardianOni Shaman Since: 09-07-04 From: The dark path Since last post: 5635 days Last activity: 5094 days |
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| "Chain." Grim thinks. Knowing it to be effective in a reach situation, but less so close up. He had an Idea where to go. As the throwing knife sails to the chain wielding vampire, Grim rushes the center. Ducking low under the blade of the knife he goes into a shoulder roll that ends less than two feet from the chain wielder. Coming up to his feet Grim brings the sword back and stabs for the center mass of the lead vampire, and fires his handgun to the side at a second one not yet being attacked. | |||
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GuardianOni Shaman Since: 09-07-04 From: The dark path Since last post: 5635 days Last activity: 5094 days |
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| Kimura's warning causes Grim to duck. Simultaneously he squeezes a few rounds at another Vampire.
Suddenly he feels the chain around one ankle. As he watches the vamp wielding it ready to pulls Grim stabs down driving the point of his sword into the chain. Either pinning it to the ground or severing it. Letting go of the sword, which is driven point first into the asphalt; Grim shifts his grip to a two handed shooters grip and fires at the leader. |
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GuardianOni Shaman Since: 09-07-04 From: The dark path Since last post: 5635 days Last activity: 5094 days |
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| Dropping to one knee to regain his balance "Bawls to this!" Grim shouts. And dropping the gun he transforms into his large were wolf form. Snatching up his sword he pulls it up sending bits of pavement shooting at the chain wielding vampire. Sweeping it back he slices across the chain. And springing like a sprinter he charges to the vampire that he is attached to. Cocking his sword back and across in his right hand, he jabs his left claws forward to the vamp's face. Then brings the sword around at about armpit level, cutting left to right. | |||
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GuardianOni Shaman Since: 09-07-04 From: The dark path Since last post: 5635 days Last activity: 5094 days |
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| Swinging his sword in a giant circle Grim tees off on the thing's head. Spraying the pavement with blood he looks about for a new target. Leaping into the air he bringing his sword straight down on a remaining vamp's head in a vicious chop. | |||
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GuardianOni Shaman Since: 09-07-04 From: The dark path Since last post: 5635 days Last activity: 5094 days |
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| Letting go of his sword Grim shoulder rolls back to the ex lead vampire. On one knee, he grabs the handle of the knife and pulls it out of the eye socket. "It's raining Kimura!" He calls out and tosses the knife in a high arc towards it's owner.
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GuardianOni Shaman Since: 09-07-04 From: The dark path Since last post: 5635 days Last activity: 5094 days |
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| Grim watches as the dagger arcs up and starts to fall in the general vicinity of Kimura and her opponent. "Heads up." He calls out to her hoping she could catch it. Remaining where his is he picks up the remains of vampire's long chain. Snatching it from his enemy's hand he tosses the broken chain like a bola at the last vampire's feet. |
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