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Ello~ I would like to join this but I had a question: Would we be playing as the Ithildan pack trying to stop the scarlet fangs?

*raises hand in chat* ( * ^ * )/

Mmm, interested in this by a bunch, if this is still active at least.

@Clausewitz Halcyon So, just a minor question... Where are all the teachers now? I’d assume they’d be either scattered throughout the challenges or some observation room set up. Btw great post! I spent 40 minutes just reading and re-reading over it. Really great way for exposition! I wonder if...

| David Tsar Yuri| Demon [Cursed] | Teacher [Weapon Mastery 1] | Rank 2 | Auditorium Interactions : @Ian Temero David moved into the auditorium just after Inari, making his way over to where the other teachers sat. For today, he wore dark brown boots, long black jeans with a brown belt, a...

Mr. Yuri "We are free to choose our actions, but we can’t choose the consequences they hold." David Tsar Yuri INTRODUCTION "What I wouldn’t give to be young again." [B A S I C S] Name: David Tsar Yuri Addendum: Atleast, that’s what’s on his papers. Nickname: Mr. Yuri Addendum: David...

Crap, aye it’s alright, life happens. GL with whatever it is you need to do.

Mm, time to put on some lofi and create a feudal Japanese character.

Fynn walked a bit forward, looking over the wise mound of spores with his dimly glowing yellow eyes. “Good news is we are going to be in control of the eastern front while Bighorn works on the west.” Fynn’s shield dropped to the ground, giving a heavy thunk as it fell onto its side. His right...

I’m down for this, seems like a more fun and unique superpower story. Also mixing politics into it will make for... some interesting events to say the least.

A sight that turns stomachs. Fynn grinned widely, placing the sack onto his right side belt loop. “That I can do.” The kobold hopped off the table, gripping the fallen over iron shield in his left hand as his grin turned to a feint gnarl. “I’ll work with the wise lump of spores to deal with the...

Fynn watched as General Bighorn and Oozefoot exchanged words. His gaze grew into a slight chuckle, teeth grinding between each other through breaths. As Oozefoot left, Fynn moved over the table looking over Mestoph rather then the map. “You two seem like an old married couple. Funny to watch.”...

Fynn glanced between the two obviously intelligent and tactically minded individuals. He just grunted, partly out of anger but also out of clairvoyance. He took Oozefoot’s words with a grain of salt. A lifetime of good. Wouldn’t that be something. The kobold hopped upon the table, letting his...

The black scaled kobold stood to the side of the table, standing atop his singed iron shield to look over the table. He could still smell the strong stench of blood now fermenting into the battleground dirt he had wrought. The blood and burn marks from the conflict still adorned Fynn’s battered...

So do I but sleep is for the weak. I’ve learned to live off of 3 hours of sleep a night. Probably not the healthiest thing but, eh, I’ll probably be fine.

Ehehehehehhe, lets do this.

Yeeeeeees?

Except if Fynn was the idiot who poked the hornets nest who got Oozefoot’s support core crapped on because he’s a drunken mess.

Seeing as how Fynn is a pretty “let’s go” kinda guy, he might be the drunken fool to jump into conflict with a small skirmish which turned out to have an enourmos army behind it. Then the rest of Autumn’s army shows up but lose a bunch of our peps due to the fray. Fynn’s not dumb but he’s not...

Honestly not even sad it’s just us four. Were a pretty great bunch and we can always take more people in when the story is rolling. Most rp’s I’ve encountered with a nation or army based story are shaky at first anyway, so don’t feel down about the lack of people. This just means we can have a...