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[Caellath]

Spoiler: Answering Tiruin (click to show/hide)

Yes, Tiruin, the ability is passive. Adrienne's Oliphaunt can be used one time for each encounter or if enemy reinforcements appear. Also, what do you mean about the references? You can answer by editing your last post, by the way.

Spoiler: Next Turn (click to show/hide)

>I really don't want to resort to you dragging sleeping Wilhelmina, so I'll give NUKE a time to post something. When everything is set, your characters shall head towards the chosen destination. So far, the Prussian border it is.

[Tarran]

I say wait until there are 4 votes.

Speaking of which, my vote. "Well, I would also like to deal with my own people. Not that I hate the Wallonen, but I just prefer my own kind more. So my vote is for the border."

[NUKE9.13]

Adrienne swaggered into the room and clapped her hand on Wilhelmina's shoulder.

"Madame, I choose you. Come, little Mageling-there is much work to be done, and our lives are too short. Since we'll probably die together, all I can promise you is that my life will be shorter than yours. By at least a minute or so.

Ah, and bonjour? Adrienne Alanamont, pleased to meet you."

"Charmed, I'm sure. Wilhelmina van Oranje, tot uw dienst. May our journeys be safe, and the weather be fair."

"We should indeed prioritize dealing with the unfortunate souls who have fallen to banditry; they shall surely pose less of a threat than even the most inept wizard, thus providing ample opportunity to get used to our comrades in... battle."

[Tarran]

"I beg to differ on the most inept wizard being more of a threat than a bandit. I set myself on fire four times while learning magic."

[Powder Miner]

((I'll be unable to post tomorrow or Friday, band trip))

[NUKE9.13]

"I beg to differ on the most inept wizard being more of a threat than a bandit. I set myself on fire four times while learning magic."

"Oh, that is very interesting. I had no idea that fire magic was so... challenging."
Wilhelmina's face betrays nothing but genuine interest. Ayup; not a hint of scorn or derision. Whatsoever.

[Tarran]

"Well, it's certainly tougher than most magics, because unlike most magics it is as dangerous to you as it is to the enemy all the time. While you could, say, be completely safe learning earth magic because the rock is inert, when learning fire magic there's always the danger of setting yourself on fire because the fire isn't inert."

[Caellath]

Arcane Steel - Turn 1 - Adventure!

And so the squad started to make its glorious plans. Not necessarily, though. Adriennne had taken the front of the formation, her armor reflecting the sun heroically, totally oblivious on which matter to prioritize while Ktimbi was pointing towards the road (the wizard recruiters really thought he had consented to joining, but then again they only knew two or three words of his language). The path ahead of them took directly to Prussia's borders, and as the mercenaries turned bandits posed more of an imediate threat, most of the party voted for going after them while taking some time to squabble and chat while standing in front of the gates. Finally, a town guard got fed up and managed to politely them tell to get going, which they actually did.

And so their journey began...Quite unimpressively, but still promising. The horses had no problem in following the trail, and the day was sunny, although [3] very faint signs of rain seemed to appear in the horizon. Falion introduced himself to everyone as they rode, probably intent on making sure no one would mistake him for an enemy. Davie seemed intent on making an acquantaince of Wilhelmina, which was actually not much of a surprise, seeing as the remaining wizard could not speak any european language properly.

[4] They calmly rode along the road (surprisingly) without being ambushed a single time, and managed to get to the first "checkpoint", a small village closest to the area being raided, seeing as a couple of settlements that existed at the border had been either destroyed or abandoned by fleeing peasants.

Some local folk frown mightily as soon as they see that strange group, staring intently at the first knight to enter the place [3] and suspecting the light-armored (female) knight may be a damned frank. On the other side, [autosuccess] Davie's family is relatively well-known around the area, and people smile as he passes by them.


>This is a prussian village, granting +1 to Davie's persuasion rolls. If Adrienne does as much as talk, her second negative bonus will be activated (-2 for social rolls), as the prussians are not exactly fond of their neighbors.
>You can either choose to skip this village entirely and go search for battle or try to collect data with the villagers.
>As of now, you may act individually, although when leaving an area, you should group up again.

((The GM is currently wondering how crispy Davie would taste...hmm....))

The Players

Dwarmin: Knight

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: Adrienne Alanamont
Age: 24
Gender: Female
Knight: Chevalière
Appearance: Adrienne is a beautiful, intense woman, with long and dark red hair (though, her hair is usually shaved before battle), and dark green eyes. She looks fairly stern, and her build and stance betray no weakness of body or thought-if anything, it bespeaks of passion and arrogance. When not in battle kit, Adrienne tends to dress conservatively, but somewhat casual-favoring open throated shirts and flared trousers, often in earth tones. Her plated armor is light, unecumbering and well made, rounded off at the corners-masking her womanhood in the middle of battle-all except her eyes, being she prefers a slitted helm for full vision.

The Alanamont coat of arms is a circlet of filigreed gold, with a crown at the head, around a pool of red.


Characteristics: Arrogant, Passionate, Uncompromising

Horse: She prefers a Light Warhorse-her favorite, being "Lernea"

Weapons (and shields): Main weapons: Longsword/round shield, otherwise prefers a Bec-De-Corbin when mounted, which she wields with unnatural grace. Others: Dueling Pistol (unfired), Crossbow

Leaving a child behind: No. Adrienne has left that 'business' to her lesser sisters and brothers, having not found anyone worthy of her as of yet.

-Some- abilities to be noted:
If you think I'm the weakest link... you will be sorry... weakling!
Status:Fine.
Rally Call of Roland

Tiruin: Knight

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Name: Falion Arvîndell
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Knight: Dragoon

Appearance: Falion is a man of five foot four, with light brown skin and short black hair. His body is built just like a worker of the era, though stern and with poise evident in his gait. Out of combat, he dons a brown tunic under his surcoat, favoring the common wear over what the Nobility prefer. His chainmail is left uncolored, remaining the usual silver tone. His plate armor is tinted light grey with a white trim along the edges of the major plates. A gilded wolf crest lies on the top of his helmet and the insignia of the howling wolf in white is marked on his breastplate. His eyes are colored brown.

Characteristics: Unflinchingly Loyal ; Stubborn ; Determined

Horse: A Light Warhorse going by the name of "Ileid".

[Weaponry]
Main weapon/s: Glaive ; Javelin(s)

Others: Flintlock Rifle and a heater shield

Leaving a child behind: No.
-Some- abilities to be noted:
He is loyal and determined. He is sharp. He is also nuts.
Status:Fine.
Cuchulainn's Last Stand

Powder Miner: Knight

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Name: April Eplock
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Knight: Gunslinger (or if you prefer (that time's) modernized warrior or something of the sort.)
Appearance: April Eploc is a slim woman of average height, although very, very young for a knight. She is relatively attractive, ((mumble mumble I added that part to stay true to my earliest description of her)) with dark green eyes and braided fiery orange hair which ends in a ponytail. She wears non-restrictive pastel yellow clothing (like skirts, and simple shirts, she prefers comfort over fashion) under her armor, which is (kinda) light chainmail which covers pretty much all of her (all but the head and hands (she prefers these unobstructed, and even the head has a hood.), with a thin leather backing underneath. Her coat of arms is a young, growing leaf.
Characteristics: Very cheerful, Optimistic, Reckless, Silly, Thrill-Seeking.
Horse: Light Horse, her name is Ellene.
Weapons (and shields): Main weapons: Hand firearm (not sure what it would be in this ageIn this age those would happen to be flintlock pistols), Shortsword.
Leaving a child behind: "No. I'm only 18 god get away from me you creep" (...I assume that is not directed towards the GM.)
-Some- abilities to be noted:
Blackpowder fever! Isn't hell colorful? Adventure!
Status:Fine.
Emergency Rations

NUKE9.13: Wizard

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Name: Wilhelmina van Oranje
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Mage, speciality: Weather; Wind/Water.
Appearance: Tall- very tall. Long brown hair (loose); blue eyes; pale skin. Dresses in simple, elegant gowns. For this journey; a plain white dress, and a leather cloak, pale orange in hue. Her family crest is an orange lion upon a white field, ridged by banners of red and blue. The family motto- Oranje zal herrijzen- is emblazoned below the lion.
Characteristics: Very friendly (too friendly?); polite; has little patience for problems- has a short temper; exceptional perseverance- not strong, but will keep fighting no matter what.
Horse: Light warhorse.
Weapons: Main weapons: Staff (gilded hardwood), Magic. Others: Brace of pistols.
Leaving a child behind: No.
-Some- abilities to be noted:
She is nice and stubborn the good way but man, she's got issues!
Status:Fine.
Light padded armor pieces

agentorangesoda: Wizard

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Name: Ktimbi
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Mage: African Shaman
Appearance: A jet black man of average build with long orange hair that cooperates with his woolly beard to form a mock lion's mane. His irises are a fiery red, a rare genetic mutation specific to his caste of shamans.  He wears the traditional shaman garb: pelts of slain animals and various herbal trinkets adorn his person. He wears a crown of human wisdom teeth, one pulled from each eligible member of his tribe, which he claims contains the combined spiritual energy of his people's souls. The crest of his shamanistic family is, curiously, a mongoose encircled by cobras. One is crushed underfoot whilst the other hangs limp in the mongoose's jaw.
Characteristics: Quiet, Unwilling Participant, Incoherent
Horse: Light warhorse, drawing a cart of reagents.
Weapons: Carries a caduceus which has been passed down for generations. His tribe claims an ancient ancestor won the staff from Hermes himself. Upon each shaman's death, his successor fills a container with his own blood and places the severed head inside. The new shaman will now be protected for the rest of his natural life by his spirit so long as the container is kept close. The case that the previous shaman had kept is then dashed upon the ground, allowing his protector to be finally free from his burden.
Leaving a child behind: As is tradition, upon ascension, a shaman will impregnate a host of women until one gives birth to a child containing the rare genetic disease. The shaman is always male, (it is a y-linked gene). Ktimbi knows he has many children waiting for him at home and has met none of them, but he knows one bears the gift. In the event of a shaman dying without any heirs, all of his immediate kin will attempt to replicate the gene in their own future offspring through ritual until another shaman is born.
-Some- abilities to be noted:
Don't mind me. ...Are you dead already? What did you just call me, colored gentleman?
Status:Fine.
Armor of Origin
One-shot reagents

Tarran: Wizard

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Name: Davie Maximilian
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Mage: Fire
Appearance: A tall brown haired man of mostly Bavarian-English-Frisian origin. He has light blue eyes and is averagely muscled. He wears a blue-purple robe and leather boots. His family coat of arms appears to be an impalement of the Bavarian and Frisian flag.
Characteristics: Cheerful, Does what is right, friendly, honest, insensitive, trusting.
Horse: Light, Marwin
Weapons: Bastard sword (what, just because he's a mage doesn't mean he doesn't like big swords), flintlock pistol.
Leaving a child behind: Nope. No wife.
-Some- abilities to be noted:
Barbecue in the making. What are staves for, anyway? Sure...Why not?
Status:Fine.
Catalyst

[Tarran]

((The GM is currently wondering how crispy Davie would taste...hmm....))

Don't, or I'll create a volcano underneath your feet.

"My friends, let me ask the villagers to see what they know about these bandits."

Ask the people about the bandits.

"Meine Landsleute, ich habe gehört, dass Sie Probleme mit Banditen haben. Ist es wahr?"

[Dwarmin]

Adrienne stayed quiet for one whole second.

"Prussiennes chiens hors la loi! Nous allons vous montrer une petite mesure de la miséricorde, si tu veux nous conduire à vos amis criminels!

Suivez mes ordres, vous les paysans sans Dieu!!" she bellowed, in heavily accented French.

Action: Arrogantly insist the entire village is made of criminals, and we will show them mercy if they tell us everything about the local bandit problem.

[Tarran]

Davie stared at Adrienne confused and confused, wondering what the hell she is saying and why she is shouting it out so loud.

[Tiruin]

"Forsooth, for even I do not understand a word both of you speak." Falion looked around at the people nearby, as they were in a relatively safe location, he decided he could leave his ally's side for the moment.

Gesturing to Ktimbi, he dismounts from Ileid and brings his heater shield, leaving his Javelin behind and moves alongside Adrienne, staring down the nearest man. Judging by the commotion she was trying to do, it must be along the lines of intimidation.

"In the name of [God], we are knights of the realm and seek out those bandits that terrorize your fellowmen, speak now of their whereabouts and we shall deal with them justly!" He knew the Code would keep him from harming any innocent, pertaining to those peasants in front of him, but he'd bet they didn't know of the Code.

Aid in interrogation for the knowledge of said bandits until we know their location!

[Tarran]

Davie sighed.

"You know, most of us Germans do not know English. You know you will get no response, correct?"

[Tiruin]

Falion leaned back slightly to whisper to Davie. "It won't hurt trying. Bandits are a motley group, I've heard."

[Powder Miner]

April rolled her eyes. "You guys are being too mean to them and you're probably not going to do much! Davie should probably ask about the bandits because he knows how to speak German, and he's probably known around here, see look they're smiling at him!" April absentmindedly stroked Candy, and followed Davie.