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[Wwolin]

((Of course I've got awful charisma. I'm a seven foot tall skeleton who steals people's arms and legs. I'm lucky I even have a point in it at all.))

His escort following closely behind him, Jones ignores the man on the motorbike and heads straight to the nearest bar, scaring the bejesus out of its patrons as he sits down.

"Get me a tall mug of milk, would you?"

Noticing everyone's shocked expressions, Jones opens his mouth to speak again.

"C'mon, any of you ever heard of milk before? It's good for the bones."

[Caellath]

Casslan turns the motorcycle off and turns his head towards the woman in front of him. "Good den, dame. Art thou from hither?" he asks Ellen in a firm, energetic voice, unmounting from his bike and bowing in a polite way as his way to greet her. Upon noticing he has sprayed her feet with mud, his voice takes an apologetic tone without losing its vibrancy. "Forgive me, m'lady."

[Samarkand]

Casslan turns the motorcycle off and turns his head towards the woman in front of him. "Good den, dame. Art thou from hither?" he asks Ellen in a firm, energetic voice, unmounting from his bike and bowing in a polite way as his way to greet her. Upon noticing he has sprayed her feet with mud, his voice takes an apologetic tone without losing its vibrancy. "Forgive me, m'lady."

Ellen glanced dismissively at the mud before giving the man her traditional greeting. "I am well if you are well. Mud is familiar with me, and I with it. More my home than here. This mud was a favor then."

[Caellath]

Ellen glanced dismissively at the mud before giving the man her traditional greeting. "I am well if you are well. Mud is familiar with me, and I with it. More my home than here. This mud was a favor then."

The man in a knightly attire seemed to take the unusual answer in stride after spending a few moments to try and understand its meaning. Through the slit of his helm only his eyes could be seen, but they were sincere and friendly to a degree; to anyone watching the scene, however, it was already fairly obvious he didn't appear completely sane."I am Casslan. I came hither to assist every sir an lady who hath goodwill an wouldst be mery cumpane. What be thy name, dame?"

[Funk]

((you all took Charisma as a dump stat. Now you will know the meaning of pain ))
Cha[2]Lily can't find any work either, excluding some less than savory options.

"So they ignore me, so be it, let then, for i shall be like  the bear, silent until i rise with a roar that makes every best tremble, That it! I'll gut the next man that mistakes be for whore that'll get me noticed." lily thinks, as she heads to the next bar, maybe she can get a job there?

[Salsacookies]

Wake up, and look around to see what's going on.

"Uhh... where am I, who am I, What am I? Wh... Who are you?"

[Patrick Hunt]

Harvey looks down for a moment before pressing a switch over his right ear causing the mask hiding his face to to retract into his helmet.

"Your in the Ark, no idea who you are though you slipped in while we were trying to maintain order but I'm pretty sure your as human as I am."

Harvey said as his eyes glowed a faint yellow.

"I'm Harvey, used to be the security captain for this Ark before things like him screwed the world.

Harvey said jerking a thumb at the scientist who was arguing with a blast door.

[Salsacookies]

"What's an Ark? I have no clue what's going on, but that door is seems to have something hidden within, let me take a look

Take a look at the door

[Patrick Hunt]

"A place where people slept as the world ended. You've been asleep for 100 years. "

[PrivateNomad]

Denia pulls off her gasmask - a little girl with a dirty face and long hair. The eleven year-old takes out a cigarette and lights it before putting it in her mouth.

[Samarkand]

The man in a knightly attire seemed to take the unusual answer in stride after spending a few moments to try and understand its meaning. Through the slit of his helm only his eyes could be seen, but they were sincere and friendly to a degree; to anyone watching the scene, however, it was already fairly obvious he didn't appear completely sane."I am Casslan. I came hither to assist every sir an lady who hath goodwill an wouldst be mery cumpane. What be thy name, dame?"

Ellen was slightly taken aback by his strange manner of speaking, and dressing, but was otherwise without company. She seemed to hesitate a moment before giving out her name, but ultimately decided it would be beyond rude to ignore this man, no matter how odd he seemed.
"I'm Ellen. I could use a traveling companion. I have wandered father than my mind is want to do in flights of fancy, as you would stand out even in my dreamscape."

[Caellath]

"I'm Ellen. I could use a traveling companion. I have wandered father than my mind is want to do in flights of fancy, as you would stand out even in my dreamscape."

Casslan seemed satisfied with the fact the answer wasn't followed by the person he was talking with trying to escape him or throwing some insults his way. "A fair name, dame, an I espye thou semble of goodwill as it is. Mey I joyne thy jornay?" he asked, putting a gauntleted hand over his armored chest. It was common for him to ask whether he could join the "journey" of other people, but it was usually more common for him to be hired a as a temporary, disposable guard for anyone interested in his services; few to no people actually thought they could handle staying around him despite his friendliness.

[Samarkand]

Casslan seemed satisfied with the fact the answer wasn't followed by the person he was talking with trying to escape him or throwing some insults his way. "A fair name, dame, an I espye thou semble of goodwill as it is. Mey I joyne thy jornay?" he asked, putting a gauntleted hand over his armored chest. It was common for him to ask whether he could join the "journey" of other people, but it was usually more common for him to be hired a as a temporary, disposable guard for anyone interested in his services; few to no people actually thought they could handle staying around him despite his friendliness.

Ellen ran the words through her mind a few times to try and decipher their meaning. She thought this would take some getting used to, but it wasn't enough to dissuade her from travelling with him. "Your company would ease the troubles of the road. What sends you from your home though? I travel to harvest the bounty of knowledge which has been cultivated in the plants and animals of this world. If your journey carries you only on roads and through cities I'm afraid we will have little travelling to share."

[Caellath]

"Your company would ease the troubles of the road. What sends you from your home though? I travel to harvest the bounty of knowledge which has been cultivated in the plants and animals of this world. If your journey carries you only on roads and through cities I'm afraid we will have little travelling to share."

"I have no hoom but th rade and thy jornay is mine jornay, troble naht thyself." he explained; indeed he had no home but the road, and even if he had to unmount his steed to follow his companions, so he would do. His powers were one of the things keeping his motorcycle safe from the hands of strangers, and so he had grown to trust them with that.

[Samarkand]

"I have no hoom but th rade and thy jornay is mine jornay, troble naht thyself." he explained; indeed he had no home but the road, and even if he had to unmount his steed to follow his companions, so he would do. His powers were one of the things keeping his motorcycle safe from the hands of strangers, and so he had grown to trust them with that.

"Travelling is best done with both companions and a destination. Lets fill that sinkhole, shall we?"

Look for work as a healer/herbalist.