A Kingdom Divided: A Fight of Brothers(Fantasy OOC Open)

[Kuhlfros]

I uhh, probably will want to visit your place, Best at making poisons and concoctions like smoke bombs or knock out gas

A volunteer! We found a volunteer!

A volunteer! A volunteer!

Time out...A volunteer?
For What 0_o

[The Armed Republic of Dutch Coolness]

A volunteer! We found a volunteer!

A volunteer! A volunteer!

Time out...A volunteer?
For What 0_o

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[Kuhlfros]

Time out...A volunteer?
For What 0_o

108! 108! 108!

,'-', So Scared yet Excited

[Despotria]

Name- Brentren
Age- 34
Gender- Male
Race- Orc
Appearance- Tall, muscular, big build, with one of his arms burnt down the side. Brentren is ugly, even for an orc, with a nose unnaturally pointed outward unlike many other orcs, his right eye is amber whilst his left is a strange blueish color. He is lopsided with one leg slightly longer than the other.
Home Province- Terminith
Magical Abilities(optional)- He has the ability to learn languages incredibly quickly do to his bloodline holding many shaman. He also happens to be on good terms with most any animal he meets, but he does not know if this is natural or magic.
Notable skills and fighting abilities- He is surprisingly good on a lute, and his language skill has made him quite adept at discussion. Like many of his brethren he learned the ability to use axes early on in childhood, and carries a hand axe with him at all times.
Occupation- bard
Personality- Easygoing and laid back, Brentren has been known to show off his language abilities any chance he can get. He enjoys the here and now, but is also plagued by being abandoned by his tribe.
Bio- Trained at birth for military fighting by the Red Arms, Brentren, despite his strong frame, proved to be a bad soldier. Soon finding his way with local human merchant groups he became the towns diplomat, able to quickly learn languages and open debate. Despite being notably ugly, people quickly warmed up to Brentren's easygoing personality. His father, the local Shaman to Gerog, found his son to be a disgrace, as Brentren refused to become a shaman and worked with the merchants. On his twenty ninth birthday, a group of raiding orcs from another tribe attacked their encampment, forcing a retreat of Brentren's tribe, he was left to be captured by his father who commanded the retreat. Finding himself amongst the rival Dire Knives, Brentren soon fostered a trust between him and the Dire Knife Shaman, Gerun. On his thirty fourth birthday, Gerun sent Brentren to go to Anthil and convince the human merchants to return economic traffic to the Dire Knives.

[The Armed Republic of Dutch Coolness]

108! 108! 108!

,'-', So Scared yet Excited

You sure you want to continue?

[Tomia]

Name- Brentren
Age- 34
Gender- Male
Race- Orc
Appearance- Tall, muscular, big build, with one of his arms burnt down the side. Brentren is ugly, even for an orc, with a nose unnaturally pointed outward unlike many other orcs, his right eye is amber whilst his left is a strange blueish color. He is lopsided with one leg slightly longer than the other.
Home Province- Terminith
Magical Abilities(optional)- He has the ability to learn languages incredibly quickly do to his bloodline holding many shaman. He also happens to be on good terms with most any animal he meets, but he does not know if this is natural or magic.
Notable skills and fighting abilities- He is surprisingly good on a lute, and his language skill has made him quite adept at discussion. Like many of his brethren he learned the ability to use axes early on in childhood, and carries a hand axe with him at all times.
Occupation- bard
Personality- Easygoing and laid back, Brentren has been known to show off his language abilities any chance he can get. He enjoys the here and now, but is also plagued by being abandoned by his tribe.
Bio- Trained at birth for military fighting by the Red Arms, Brentren, despite his strong frame, proved to be a bad soldier. Soon finding his way with local human merchant groups he became the towns diplomat, able to quickly learn languages and open debate. Despite being notably ugly, people quickly warmed up to Brentren's easygoing personality. His father, the local Shaman to Gerog, found his son to be a disgrace, as Brentren refused to become a shaman and worked with the merchants. On his twenty ninth birthday, a group of raiding orcs from another tribe attacked their encampment, forcing a retreat of Brentren's tribe, he was left to be captured by his father who commanded the retreat. Finding himself amongst the rival Dire Knives, Brentren soon fostered a trust between him and the Dire Knife Shaman, Gerun. On his thirty fourth birthday, Gerun sent Brentren to go to Anthil and convince the human merchants to return economic traffic to the Dire Knives.

Accepted.

[Despotria]

Accepted.

Thanks!

[Kuhlfros]

,'-', So Scared yet Excited

You sure you want to continue?

I DONT KNOW

[The Armed Republic of Dutch Coolness]

You sure you want to continue?

I DONT KNOW

Ah, that's what they all say.

109!109!109!

[Aushanit]

Not going to be able to post for awhile, I have to catch a flight out of state today so I'll be busy with that.

[Tomia]

Not going to be able to post for awhile, I have to catch a flight out of state today so I'll be busy with that.

No problem

[New Roman Empire]

Can I just kill King Damal? It would solve a bunch of problems.

[Tomia]

Haha, it probably would, but I think it would make things a little too simple.

[New Roman Empire]

Haha, it probably would, but I think it would make things a little too simple.

can I do it later then?

[Tomia]

Possibly

[Kuhlfros]

Can I just kill King Damal? It would solve a bunch of problems.

CAN I DO IT!!!

[New Roman Empire]

I am just going to use a transport spell to beam the 7th and Aos back to the capital lol not waiting several days again.

[The Armed Republic of Dutch Coolness]

Pfft, I'll ride for the capital myself.

[Kuhlfros]

I regret to inform my exit from the Rp,
Yeah I am just to busy with other Rps and IRL stuff to keep up or remain interested in this thread, Sorry

[Tomia]

I regret to inform my exit from the Rp,
Yeah I am just to busy with other Rps and IRL stuff to keep up or remain interested in this thread, Sorry

No problem Kuhlfros, I understand.

[The Armed Republic of Dutch Coolness]

Shadowwave Keep sounds like a nice place.

[New Roman Empire]

Yep.

[Sempans]

Trying to figure out why Aos would put the EMPEROR in this type of danger...

[New Roman Empire]

To prove to the Emperor that the rumors are true.

[The Armed Republic of Dutch Coolness]

To prove to the Emperor that the rumors are true.

Phah, rumors. According to rumors, everyone in Chillbarrow is dead.

Oh, wait.