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"Will you be okay if I go retrieve arms and armor from the armory, Josslyn?" "Sorry, but we don't have time for pleasantries. She'll be fine. Now let's go already. Follow me." Redd took lead, moving carefully but briskly towards the armory. As they ascended the sounds of battle from...

"I've seen the future. I've seen our deaths. All of us, dying horribly at the hand of some unknown power." 'That can't be right. They have no reason to kill me, or any other scion - yet.' These words greatly troubled Redd. Had despair finally overcome Garret or was he actually right? Redd...

Redd's gears were turning, thinking on how to best dispose of those guards. After half a minute, Redd's face turned from contemplative to a crooked smile. He stood up. "I have a plan, if everyone is willing. They won't even see it coming." Redd continued. "Judah can offers us the perfect...

Redd was still observing the whole situation with renewed interest. The metamorphosis of that man, Quint, into a beastly killing machine was quite the show for Redd. Redd didn't get any particular pleasure from death or violence, but this was the only excitement he could still derive from the...

Outside a mile from Vendrad Keep in the deep forests surrounding it... A company of highly trained and gifted soldiers are preparing for what any sane man would call a suicide mission. This company however is not made of sane men. "Do we have everything we need, Lieutenant?" "Yeah...

Garret slumped back into his cell as he saw Amata retreat back into hers. 'Guess the kid doesn't feel like talking. Not that I can blame her...' Garret turns to Redd, clearing his voice to get his attention. "I don't get it. What reason would they have to round us up? Hell, two of us can...

Redd decided to adopt a slightly humorous stance, after all, making friends with his fellow inmates was the best course. "Theft, murder and loitering." "No need to be glib, pal. I'm willing to bet that you're in here for a bullshit reason, same as me." Redd quickly drops the comedic...

After spending a few uneventful hours on a stone slab in the cell a guard walked up to Redd's cell and smirkingly informed him that he'd be getting a few other 'freaks' to keep him company shortly. Redd's been in this predicament for years now. He was unable to find any way to kill Cyrus or...

From this point forward new character sheets are no longer accepted. Closed. You may improve your existing ones but that's it. We'll decide which of the sheets are the best and proceed with the RP in a couple of days or so. I wish we could take more people as some sheets are great, but 5 is the...

deli style jugga jigga wugga Ahem, your sheet is good, real good. You're on the edge here. I'm sorry to say but you'll have to squeeze a bit more out of your imagination. You should try to expanding the sheet with another paragraph. Probably at background or providing more detailed...

It's up to you. Like I said, if you really want temporal rewind you will have to restrict your time travel to short voyages into the past. Stuff like dodging blows, using it as a social safety net (like accusing someone of a crime to see his reaction than rewinding time so that it appears...

I'd like to add that ProtoChimp should not travel back in time more than a few seconds, at most minutes unless we say otherwise. This isn't really because that would be extremely powerful, that's an issue too, but the main issue is that it would be almost impossible to roleplay. If ProtoChimp...

Kegan resolved to equip himself before venturing to the portal. He took his father's pipe, and remove the tobacco that was inside. With a sheet of paper Kegan rolls the tobacco into a makeshift cigar. He then via means of alchemical shenanigans combines the cigar with a cherry bomb lying in his...

Steady progress was being made in the imp slapping tournament, the sprite was occasionally lending a hand philosophizing with the imps and confudazzling them with his philosophical prowess, it was prototyped with an Epicurus bust after all. How the imps are able to grasp both English and Greek...

Ceaseless pendulation between bleak reality and pitch-black rest, a rest that doesn't seem to ever satiate his weary body, a rest only disturbed by the cold feeling of metal piercing the flesh - only a hallucination of what is to come, a hallucination of what has been happening for days. Time...