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"Please forgive me, I, well we--we lost someone, and he was a good man, and I...it just happened quite literally a few moments ago. I am not in my normal place at the moment, so I do apologize for the silence..." Brenda thought back to the man she had recently seen, and of the scream she had...
I quite like the idea of filling certain roles as the RP progresses. This makes it seem more as if the Rebellion is growing in depth rather than just in numbers. Better to be recruiting tacticians, informants and the like than simply adding more enlistees throughout.
Edit: After writing this...
I'd just like to say that I really, REALLY like this idea. When this idea becomes a reality, I'll definitely be reading. Good luck organizing this, Mr. Self Destruct.
('Dun goof'd once.)
Crystals of ice landed lightly on the ground, collectively forming the mounds of snow that amassed on the ground before the traveling scholar. It had been months since the nord had seen this much snow, and honestly, she had not missed it. It was a cold, harsh reminder of what...
I've been asked to post my character card here in the public OOC thread, so here it is.
Name: Brenda Soft-Voice
Age:18
Sex: Female
Race: Nord
Birthplace: Windhelm, Skyrim
Current Residence: Solitude, Skyrim
Alliances or Affiliations: Bard's College
Occupation: Bard, Historian, and Scholar...
This is my first character card in a while. I hope it isn't too long.
Name: Swain
Age: 24
Sex: Male
Race: Half Redguard, Half Nord
Position: Enlisted/ Recruit
Birthplace: Hammerfell
Current Residence: The wilderness surrounding Helgen
Alliances or Affiliations: N/A...
Of the men and women who had not already set out in search of food and inhabitable land, a small group crowded around Yngol. Many of them wanted nothing more than to shake his hand, to stand in his company, to be allowed into his circle. But Yngol had no circle-- he had no ‘friends’. The raucous...