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GROUP 2: @Corn Orc Vandal @BlueXBlood @Xen6n @Aegis Bal'kafaz sighed in annoyance. She felt sticky and smelly and itchy; blood from the arena still clung to her clothes. "My armor is out with the animals," she grumbled, leaning back against the wall with her scarred arms crossed over her...

GROUP 2: @Corn Orc Vandal @BlueXBlood @Xen6n @Aegis _____________ Out on the main staircase, the gladiator put her face in her hands and rubbed her temples. This was not her place. She was so far from everything she knew, with people she knew nothing about, in a ruin she had never heard of...

GROUP 2: @Corn Orc Vandal @BlueXBlood @Xen6n @Aegis ___________ Her light sweeping took Bal'kafaz down a corridor to the right of the overgrown main hall. The hallway was spotted with wooden doors, each at varying stages of decay; the hinges screeched in protest as she pushed one open, and...

GROUP 2: @Corn Orc Vandal @BlueXBlood @Xen6n @Aegis When Khadija erupted into more Orcish, Bal'kafaz sighed quietly and simply waited for her to finish her tirade, not bothering to try to pick out words. She spoke too fast, and, frankly, she was exhausted. Finally, when the bard finished, Bal'...

GROUP 2: @Corn Orc Vandal @BlueXBlood @Xen6n @Aegis "-I... very little; no... Axasterke... They left the... many..." Bal'kafaz squinted at the ground, trying to translate what little she could of Khadija's words. "They were... and I... that has... I... we... trust them." The bard spoke...

The slightest twist of a smirk twisted one corner of Bal's lips upward; the mental image of Khadija trying to carry her was comical. "Seems more likely I'd be carrying you," she teased, eyeing the bard's unsteady gait. But she walked with the other half-orc nonetheless, thankful to be nearing...

GROUP 2: @Corn Orc Vandal @BlueXBlood @Xen6n @Aegis _________ When it became clear that their group was stopping for a break, Bal'kafaz sat herself upon a rock to rest and catch her breath. She knew if she sprawled on the ground like Khadija, she would likely never rise. The gladiator peered...

...had seen a few mountain goats on the way up, when she wasn't taking a turn pushing the back of the wagon. It was all she could think about when she *was* pushing. Her wounds from the sand hydra's bite had, at the very least, scabbed over, but the sand and dust made them itch. Bruises from...

GROUP 2: @Corn Orc Vandal @BlueXBlood @Xen6n @Aegis __________ Bal'kafaz held her annoyance from her expression as best she could; showing anger outside of the arena only led to pain and suffering. This foreigner clearly had no awareness of their cultural differences, despite their shared...

Group 2: @Corn Orc Vandal @BlueXBlood @Xen6n @Aegis ____________ Bal's face scrunched in confusion at the other half-orc's absurity. She rubbed her temples, then the back of her neck. Gods, she was tired. The large half-elf held her tongue, having learned from a young age to do so. Though...

Her brows furrowed. "My fever? What-" Bal'kafaz opened her eyes again to find Khadija doting on her, the other half-orc awfully close. "I'm.. I'm fine," she huffed, swatting the bard's hand away. It was a lie, of course; she was far from fine. Nothing seemed broken, at least, but everything...

"-orderofseekers?" Everything hurt. Bal'kafaz awoke to unfamiliar voices, the rumble of a cart pulling her along, and the dry, gritty feeling of sand mixed in with blood all over. The warmth of the desert sun was missing, and as she lifted her eyelids, gentle starlight twinkled overhead. The...

@Corn Orc Vandal @BlueXBlood @Xen6n @Aegis PREVIOUSLY: The heavy scent of moist salt permeated the arena in Kiledo, the hot desert sun assaulting the blood-soaked sand. Bal'kafaz could barely hear the thundering roars of the crowd that surrounded her; the dull thrum of her heartbeat...

FOREVER A WIP Role: Criminal Race: Half elf/half orc Name: Bal'kafaz (translates loosely to "cage of fire") Age: About 23-28 Pronouns: She/her Gender: Female Sexuality: Who even could know? (Lezbehonest) Alignment: Probably good. Personality/Backstory: Born to an orcish slave woman in...

GOOOOOOON I don't even care, I'm in.

Hugyuzrxjfctdxj I think I'm gonna toss my whole cs in the trash and start again.

*rolls around* it's always the personality section that stumps me.

Damnit, i wasn't getting notifs

Roll for dexterity

GIB