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There are two types of great people, people who are born into greatness and people who become great.

The goal of this RP is to come to prominence by any means necessary. You can either protect the people and be rewarded with gold and land, or take the gold and land from their corpses. It is completely up to you.

This will feature PP, or Prominence Points. You will need a certain amount to get a rank within the world of Vesto. The continent we begin our lives in is Ersos, in the kingdom of Tysolon, in the city of Tysos. Your ruler is King Ferrum Tysolon VII. His ancestor, Gaius Tysolon, was a great ruler, Ferrum is not. Seron and Valkond are the true world powers with King Garon Serisar ruling Seron and Urson Valkar X ruling Valkond. Now, break free from the bonds of peasantry and live a life of prominence!

[[OOC: The Guide is in the thread titled "Prominence - Guide". You start out with 10 gold coins and a small shack, no skills. Have fun, the round is over when somebody either takes over the world, or becomes so powerful that nobody can beat him or her. Anybody can start at any time, though you will be behind if you start too late...begin! :D]]

[[OOC: You get an iron shortsword after two days of service, no armor or shields...you get journeyman fighting, a free class at the college, and a free iron shortsword, you also get uniforms...read my post.]]

"All hail our Lord, Emperor Bertilius Septim!" yells an unseen man.
Crowds of people cheer throughout a grand city, over twenty legions are in his service. Suddenly, a man in dark robes appears. The man raises a dagger and holds it to his neck.
"Verdi sha avon ermenum!" yells the man.

***

Validus Septim jumps up from bed, having no idea how to really fight he holds his fists ready in the way he saw the guards do it, but he knew he was doing it wrong. He then thought about his dream.
...a dream, all it was, another place, another time, another world, not mine...
Septim gets up and readies himself, doing a small workout routine consisting of forty pushups, sixty situps, and a half-mile of jogging. Septim then walks over to the Tysonian Army's recruiting station.
"Greetings, do you wish to sign up for the Tysonian Military?" asks the recruitment officer, as if bored.
"Of course, my name is Validus Septim," says Septim.
"Validus? Mighty eh? Pfft...somebody didn't have much of an imagination..." mutters the officer.
Septim stays silent.
"Well, your rank is recruit, take an iron shortsword and the uniforms from the armory. Take a battle uniform, a dress uniform, and a leisure uniform. And don't take more than one pair each, we're short enough already..." says the officer.
"Yessir," says Septim.
Septim is given directions to the armory and he grabs an iron shortsword, he then grabs three uniforms and goes to the barracks wearing his leisure uniform. After training, he goes to bed.

[[OOC:
General
Name: Validus Septim
Titles: Recruit of the Tysonian Army
Gold: 10
Occupation: Soldier 1/2
Height: 5' 11"
Weight: 165 lbs.
Build: Slim
Items
Clothing: Tysonian dress uniform, Tysonian battle uniform, Tysonian leisure uniform.
Weapons: Iron Shortsword]]

Revenge awoke to a crash from outside, he charged out to see the loggers taking down his favourite oak.
" What the f.."
He was interrupted by his neighbour

" Hello Fetos " Greeted Revenge
" Hello Old Chum "
" Do come in"
Revenge and Fetos sat and drank a hot brew before heading out to his Blacksmiths

General:
Name: Revenge
Titles: BlackSmith
Gold: 10
Occupation: Blacksmith
Height: 5'11"
Weight: 160 lbs.
Build: Slim and musclular
Skills:
Blacksmith - Journeyman [1/2]
Other:
PP - 0
Items:
Clothing: Black Smith's Rags , Leisure clothing
Weapons: Iron Malet , Prod

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Meh, I might aswell RP again right :) ?

Slade lays in his bed trying to sleep but every time he closes his eyes he remembers the day that the Vikings attacked his village and killed his family, He layed there for many hours until suddenly he just drifted of to sleep. Hours Pass and for once Slade is at peace, a Rooster from his neighbors Farm Wakes him up. Slade jumps out of bed

"Yes its my birthday Yes im old enough to join the Tysonian Army". Slade gets dressed and rush's out the door in such a hurry he for got to put the fire out, Slade Walks over to the Recruitment officer.

"Hello im here to join up were do i sign"
The Recruitment officer stares at Slade.
How old are you Son" Says the Recruitment Officer
"im 18 today Sir" Slade says with a Grin
"OK then Welcome to the Tysonian Army walk over to that building and pick up your Uniform and extra pair of clothes Then walk over to that building and pick up your Iron Short sword and Battle Clothes" says the Recruitment officer. Slade walks thought the Gates of the Academy and makes a Promise to himself.

"im going to be the greatest warrior in all of the world" Shouts Slade

[[OOC:
General
Name: Slade Argonar
Titles: Recruit of the Tysonian Army
Gold: 10
Occupation: Soldier 1/2
Height: 5' 10"
Weight: 160 lbs.
Build: Slim
SKILL LEVELS
Fighting - In Progress
OTHER
Gold: 10
RP Points: 0
Items
Clothing: Tysonian dress uniform, Tysonian battle uniform, Tysonian Civil clothes.
Weapons: Iron Shortsword]]

[[ Im not very good ]]

[[I am the only person who did it right :p]]

[[You didnt have it though :p]]

[[OOC: Of course, I would've been doing one a day, but I've been an inactive jerk! :D. The uniforms are all gray by the way.
Leisure uniform - gray trousers, black boots, and a gray collared shirt.
Battle uniform - gray trousers with belt for a sheath, black boots, and a dark gray shirt with a black stripe down the center. On the black stripe is the gold crest of Tysolon.
Dress uniform - A low quality set of extravagant looking clothing, they are gray.

General
Name: Validus Septim
Titles: Recruit of the Tysonian Army
Gold: 5
Occupation: Soldier 1/2
Age: 18 - 2/7
Height: 5' 11"
Weight: 165 lbs.
Build: Slim
Items
Clothing: Tysonian dress uniform, Tysonian battle uniform, Tysonian leisure uniform.
Weapons: Iron Shortsword]]

Day 2
Septim becomes a certified swordsman, being able to fight with most of the regular footsoldiers with skill. The Tysonian military lets him keep his uniforms, as he will still be on duty most of the time, he decides to walk home, picking up something to eat in the process for five cold coins. He eats, does his workout routine, and walks down to the local pond where he swims for an hour. He then walks back to his shack and sleeps.

Day 3
Septim wakes up and gets dressed in his leisure uniform, he then walks down the college and takes a class in oration. By the end of the day he is able to make speeches with some skill, he is also quite persuasive. On the way home he picks up a steak, he then works out and swims. He then finds that he is getting an athletic build and smiles. After the swim he goes out to the Tysonian Diplomatic Offices (TDO) and asks for a job. After an interview he is given the job of junior diplomat under Diplomat Fathis Ules. He is told he will start tomorrow. Septim walks home, and finding nothing else to do, he goes to bed.

After graduating from the military academy with good swordsmanship, Jonny goes to the academy and also takes a class in oration. After learning learning from some of the best, Jonny signs up to become a city protector, roaming the roads outside the city, making sure no highwayman start up and attack innocent nobles.

General:
Name: Jonny Bacardi
Titles: Recruit of the Tysonian Army
Age: 18 [2/7]
Gold: 10
Occupation: 
Height: 6'3"
Weight: 180 lbs.
Build: Slim
Skills:
Fighting - Journeyman
Oration - Journeyman
Other:
PP - 0
Items:
Clothing: Tysonian dress uniform, Tysonian battle uniform, Tysonian leisure uniform.
Weapons: Iron Shortsword

[[Septim I am so sorry...but I cannot take the redoing of this anymore >< It is so repetitive with the day to day stuff...and now everyone is doing Oration...I just cannot do two things like this(Crosshair and this) I will stick with Crosshair a little longer]]

[OOC: Note that I changed my last name in here, just figured it'd make things a bit more interesting.]

Jonny went to the Tysonian Garrison, and was surprised to learn that he had been paired up with another man. His name, was Andane Keplar. A swordsman of greater skill then himself, he was very impressed by the shorter man. Where Jonny was physically imposing, Andane was more mentally imposing, staring down upon you a bit more. He looked like a man who possesed much intellect.They would become the scourge of bandits on the raods leading into the capital.

General:
Name: Jonny Manchester
Titles: Recruit of the Tysonian Army
Age: 18 [2/7]
Gold: 350+10-15(three days food):345
Occupation:  Protector
Height: 6'3"
Weight: 180 lbs.
Build: Slim
Skills:
Fighting - Journeyman
Oration - Journeyman
Other:
PP - 0
Items:
Clothing: Tysonian dress uniform, Tysonian battle uniform, Tysonian leisure uniform.
Weapons: Iron Shortsword

Name: Andane Keplar
Titles: Defender
Gold: 580
Occupation: Defender/City Protector
Age: 19
Height: 5' 8"
Weight: 155 lbs.
Build: Slim
Skills:  Veteran Fighting
Items
Clothing: Tysonian dress uniform, Tysonian battle uniform, Tysonian leisure uniform. Peasants Tunic and Breeches, Leather Cuirass

Weapons: Iron Shortsword, Longbow (24 Arrows)

(Seems like things are dead here... I will try and start her up again. Holds the paddels "CLEAR!")

Days 4-8 (This will be posted over a couple of days... wanted to add more then just Copy/Paste/Calculate/Repeat)

Location: West of the city of Tysonia, small bands of local bandits had grown bold as of late... they had been recieving weapons and funding from some outside source.  Commander Hefler had been watching the progression of raids for years... from small groups, to an almost organinsed force.

The outskirts of the kingdom was Defender territory... so that is where they would go. Keplar and Manchester were called in to take care of the problem if possible.

Both men arrived before their commander, and saluted.

"At ease... there is not much information I can give you.  Much of what I am telling you is hearsay, and speculation."

"Sir?"

"It is the belief of some of the higher ups that a man by the name of Poden leads the bandits... but only by force of will.  Who he is getting his weapons and supplies from I do not know."

"So what is the mission sir?" Jonny said as he looked over the maps to the region.

Hefler took out a rough sketch of what Poden looked like... it was drawn by artists hands... but very rushed it seemed.

"We need Poden dead... not captured, not wounded... dead."

"Not very easy... unlikely he would be alone." Keplar said as he took the drawing.

"Nothing we do is easy gentlemen. But this cult of personality he is running needs to end.  If they keep up how they are going, they could grow into a real threat for the kingdom."

Jonny leaned in close to the map to get a closer look once more, looking at the surrounding nations near the borders.

"What about this unknown supplier? What do we do about them?"

"Until we learn who it is for certain... nothing.  But that would be your second mission... if possible, get that information.  Most important though is Poden... dead. Dismissed gentlemen... the quartermaster will be available if you need to purchase supplies for the mission."

Both men saluted

Andane purchased a set of Leather armor...quiet and unassuming.  The heavier sets would provide greater protection... but would also give him away. Also, he purchased a Yew Longbow...range may be needed on this mission.

As the two men walked away from the suppliers... Andane looked to Jonny.

"No way we will be able to take them head on. Stealth may be the only option...I could take three.. maybe four without any problem.  But they will swarm us if they can.  That could make it messy."

"We will deal with that as it comes."

They both recieved their pay for the week as they headed off to their duty.

Pay: 700... Food -15 (Meats), Leather Armor (250), Longbow (100), 24 Arrows (100)

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