Christian Reinhardt let himself linger in near the rear of the cart, listening to the others speak and profess their livelihoods. As each of them spoke in turn, he decided it unnecessary to speak up...
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Christian Reinhardt let himself linger in near the rear of the cart, listening to the others speak and profess their livelihoods. As each of them spoke in turn, he decided it unnecessary to speak up...
Godfrey let his eyes dance from face to face, pausing at several glances, catching sight of a host of familiar but disunited figures: Hugh of Falchenberg, Warner of Grez, Cuno of Montaigu, Baldwin of...
Godfrey watched his elder brother leave, offering naught more than a silent wave after Eustace's rhetorical critic and exit. The count would return later, and Godfrey was never in a hurry to explain...
Godfrey's tent was canvas, made from hemp, and once colored a bright white like snow - in order to reflect the rays of the sun - but it was now quite ochre on the exterior. Inside, it was more of a...
A soft song is created as the breeze weaves its way among the trees, whom sway hither and thither above, dancing verdant life across the sapphire-toned firmament. It swims back and forth, pausing for...
GODEFRIDVS BVLIONENSIS
DVX LOTHARINGIAE
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Born in Boulogne by the sea, in September of 1061, as a second son to the union of Eustace, count of Boulogne, and Ida,...
Sir William Phips --> his older brother Captain John --> his son John --> his son John, died 1746 --> Reverend William Phipps, born 1720
The Reverend, as historically, will have been the minister...
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Caladir, son of the Nimdilreth, is a friend of the north. For the past century it has been that a flame-haired son of a Telcontariel has strode the north, famously...
I'd like to play the nephew of Eldacar II. Perhaps his father is a major chieftain in Arnor (probably in the Angle in Rhudaur, or in Hollin), so the character himself is unlanded.
Classic Celsius
*wink wink nudge nudge*
The sable-peaked lord nods one final time, this one more full, curving the spine forward. The woman and the retainers follow suit. It is now time for Kuratomo to prostrate himself thrice and back...
"Siegen," Christian adds after the mention of a hometown, with his soft voice coming out as a yell with the uneven panting and momentum of his chest.
There will be action, and battle. But we wanted to have the action/combat sequences outnumbered in the narrative by the long periods in between - the common conversations between our characters while...
"Twenty," Reinhardt responded, turning his gaze back towards his path, continuing to lead the left column down the trail.
They all started chirping in from behind, and Christian realized none of them had ever had a previous chance to truly speak to one another. It was only now, at exercise, when they needed their breath...
(ooc: so the rp started in early morning, like dawn. Lotzen said to be back in 40 minutes, or else do another 10 km at night, so this conversation happening just before dusk doesn't make a whole lot...
"Yes, herr leutnant von Lötzen." Reinhardt spoke first this time, almost immediately.
The twenty-year-old from Siegen stared straight forward, not letting his exhausted eyes follow the officer...
Christian Reinhardt was the third of the young Westphalians to line up before the officers, and he was fastening the last button on his coat as he did so. He straitened his back as he stopped, and...
Christian Reinhardt
Age: 20
Occupation: Farmer's son
Hometown: Siegen, Westfalen
Yeah I can make this work :tongue:
The best way to summarize how the RPG section here works is to understand that we are just like any other "play-by-post" roleplaying group on any other forum, except we're all on TWC so at least most...
One of the master's lesser men to his right - his eye twitches, ever so slightly. You catch it.
"We recognize your skill at arms, master Kuratomo, but there is no blood to spill on this mountain."...
Also, when do we land? Sounds like we can be from anywhere in classical Greece as individuals though.
Even her tongue is a subtle memoir of the more sophisticated places of the world; faint, but you hear it in the way she stresses different syllables. It's an assumption, an inclination, but a strong...
Two 6's? Wow
Okay, so you can ask me any 3 questions you like about the woman, or I can simply give Kuratomo more insight in general.
This family, this court - they appear like dolls. Unmoving, indifferent, like the painted faces of dancers. You are not bothered by this, but it has been a long time since you have witnessed such...
A slow dip of the man's tower hat - called an eboshi - acknowledges the visitor's courtesy.
"We must firstly ask of your intentions in seeking shelter."
Unexpectedly, perhaps, the woman beside...
Also, Roman steel in a Brutii fist
Principate
I assume with an overhaul and refocus that makes it possible to do the west or east alone and mechanical ways to keep every year an impending disaster?
If I may make a suggestion,...
The central shrine, with its great tower, is to your left. It catches your eye, once again, this time illuminated in the grey morning of the new year. The soil beyond the open shutters, steps down...
She bows again. "Amaneteruyama, who dwells upon mountain." The bell tolls once again. It sounds dolorous.
Does this name mean anything to you, Kuratomo? "World-filling-Illumination?"
As you begin to settle down for the evening, you feel your muscles relax and ache, ceasing their silence to finally tell you of their complaints. This, while your heart slows and calms to the sight...
When you are finished, the temple guard finally leads you to the destination he spoke of. Along the way, once you round a corner, the pinnacle of the temple's structures comes sharply into your view...
"I mean no offense, master, only to be vigilant,"
The servant bows his head from the neck and turns with a gesture, and shuffles out of the rain to the closest eaves. He stops again, and turns,...
He pauses, standing there in the rain, staring back at Kuratomo, as if digesting what was said. After a moment, he gives a slight, solemn nod.
"It will be cared for, and carefully stored. It will...
"You do not bring any sins with you?"
He paused, eyeing Kuratomo, stubborn and standoffish. He seemed wary of a dreary warrior in mid-winter. After a moment, he steps backwards even more, and the...
There is silence for a breath, then the wooden gate opens - one of the two doors creaking backwards, inwards. On the other side, looking through, is the lantern's source and a man's wrinkled face. A...
An inner-wall cuts off the rest of the grounds from a larger heart - this wall is high, and made of rammed earth and has finely curved roofs which block everything out of view except for the towering...