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Err...umm....third time is the charm? Damn I was a tad off >_>
Edit(#3 on this post alone) lol I suck with numbers >_>

BASIC INFO
Name: King Ernest "Ernie" The Wise
Titles: Lord of Tasidian, Count, Guildmaster of the Guilds of Oration, Duke,  King, The Keen, The Swift, The Wise
Height: 6' 3"
Weight: 180 lbs.
Hair color: Black
Eye color: Orange
Build: Athletic
Age: 30
SKILL LEVELS
Master Level - Fighting, Oration, Ranging, Magic, Tactics
Expert Level - Reading
Veteran Level - Mathematics
DUTIES
In Peace: King of Tasidian, half of Tysos and guildmaster of Oration
Garrison: 15000 Free Troops + 15000 Bought Troops
Soldier Upkeep - 15000gold/day
In wartime:
Pay: 45,000 gold per day +9000 for Guilds+34000 from Trade - 32000 UPKEEP = 56,000
Gold: 112,000
RP Points: 35 
NAVY
Large Fluyt(Starlight) - Trading with Septim
Small Frigate(Shield Of Seron) - Escorting Large Fluyt
Trading Galleon(Sunrise) - Trading with Erunion
Small Frigate(Blade Of Seron) -  Escorting Trading Galleon
Large Trading Galleon(Renaissance) - Trading
Large Frigate(Exodus) - Escorting Renaissance
LTG(Haste) - Trading
LF(Tempest) - Escorting Haste
LTG(Posiedon) - Trading
LF(Faithful) - Escorting Posiedon
SHIP PROGRESS
*NONE*
FAMILY
Caroline - Age 29 - Pregnant [3/7]
Charley - Age 7
Angelina - Age 7
Catherine - Age 5
Thomas - Age 4

AFFILIATIONS
Seronian Army - Rank: Retired Major
Tasidian Nobility - Position: King of Tasidian
Venifician Order - Position: Archmage
Guild of Oration - Position: Guildmaster
House de Tasidian - Position: Patriarch

COMPANIONS - Listed in Prominence Guide

Items-Seronian Longsword, Yew bow, Elven bow, longsword, and armor, Medal of Vulnus(2), Medal of Seron(3), light chainmail armor with bracer, boots, coif, 20 Special Seronian Arrows, Medal of Virtus, Star of Argus, Ring of Lordship, Lordship Crown, Medal of Erus, and Medal of Signum(2)

[Im still awake so I might as well....]

King Ernest woke up and ate breakfast with his family.  He met with his army officers and ordered the attack on Verdenor.  His army quickly overwhelms the smaller and less trained troops and they capture the capital of Verdis.  The king of Verdenor was exiled from the continent and was not heard of again.  King Ernest then had his large fluyt dismantled, which temporarily ended trading with King Septim for a short time, and had a massive trading galleon begin construction.  He also dismantled his trading galleon and had trade ended with Duke Erunion Telcontar.  He began construction on another Massive Trading Galleon before going to sleep.

BASIC INFO
Name: King Ernest "Ernie" The Wise
Titles: Lord of Tasidian, Count, Guildmaster of the Guilds of Oration, Duke,  King, The Keen, The Swift, The Wise
Height: 6' 3"
Weight: 180 lbs.
Hair color: Black
Eye color: Orange
Build: Athletic
Age: 30
SKILL LEVELS
Master Level - Fighting, Oration, Ranging, Magic, Tactics
Expert Level - Reading
Veteran Level - Mathematics
DUTIES
In Peace: King of Tasidian, half of Tysos and guildmaster of Oration
Garrison: 20000 Free Troops + 15000 Bought Troops
Soldier Upkeep - 15000gold/day
In wartime:
Pay: 55,000 gold per day +9000 for Guilds+24000 from Trade - 28000 UPKEEP = 60,000
Gold: 92,000
RP Points: 37 
NAVY
Small Frigate(Shield Of Seron) - Escorting Large Fluyt
Trading Galleon(Sunrise) - Trading with Erunion
Small Frigate(Blade Of Seron) -  Escorting Trading Galleon
Massive Trading Galleon(Renaissance) - Trading
Large Frigate(Exodus) - Escorting Renaissance
MTG(Haste) - Trading
LF(Tempest) - Escorting Haste
MTG(Posiedon) - Trading
LF(Faithful) - Escorting Posiedon
SHIP PROGRESS
MTG - 1/7 (fully paid)
MTG - 1/7 (fully paid)
FAMILY
Caroline - Age 29 - Pregnant [4/7]
Charley - Age 7
Angelina - Age 7
Catherine - Age 5
Thomas - Age 4

AFFILIATIONS
Seronian Army - Rank: Retired Major
Tasidian Nobility - Position: King of Tasidian
Venifician Order - Position: Archmage
Guild of Oration - Position: Guildmaster
House de Tasidian - Position: Patriarch

COMPANIONS - Listed in Prominence Guide

Items-Seronian Longsword, Yew bow, Elven bow, longsword, and armor, Medal of Vulnus(2), Medal of Seron(3), light chainmail armor with bracer, boots, coif, 20 Special Seronian Arrows, Medal of Virtus, Star of Argus, Ring of Lordship, Lordship Crown, Medal of Erus, and Medal of Signum(2)

[[OOC: What spells did you have performed on it? I need to know so I can estimate a cost, it isn't free...]]

[[OOC: Adamantium is like that anyway unless you fight another with an adamantium blade...which is rare...]]

[[OOC: For tomorrow.]]

Septim's Generals lead the armies of Cidel into Caedon, within a month Caedon is conquered.

***

A boy sits upon a mountain right outside of the border of Naergothrendar, suddenly the ground shakes and all of Naergothrendar sinks into the ocean. A rock slab flies into the ground several feet from the boy, it reads, "When King Telcontar returns to the land, Naergothrendar shall rise from the watery depths once more."

***

Septim hears the news of Caedon's defeat. Septim smiles and calls a meeting with all of his Lords and Ladies, Counts and Countesses, Dukes and Duchesses, King Ernest the Wise, and King Colvaine the Brave (whom is also father to Queen Alessia Septim, Queen of Cidel). All attend, including Lord Sephiroth of Midgard, Lord Vron Horsvard, Lady Elivra Unna, and Count Baernolf Frostheart. A massive table is set on the palace grounds, with Septim at the head.

"In four short months I have used my great wealth to conquer Seron, Caedon, and Tysonia. With my conquest of Jorvil and Puna, and my good ally Ernest's conquest of Dorvil and Daeskon, the land will be united under three great Kings, Ernest, Colvaine, and myself. I wish to give thanks to the Seronian nobles that turned against Serilar and helped me in my conquest, I hope to repay my debt when needed, as for those who remained neutral, I hope you will grow to accept me as your King. The ones who fought with me have been stripped of their titles and privlages. To Cidel!" yelled Septim.
The nobles raised their glasses and yelled, "To Cidel!"
Septim sat down and the nobles began walking around and talking to one another.
***
Septim soon went to bed with his wife, the nobles that lived closer going home, the few who know how to teleport teleporting home, and the rest staying in the castle. Septim swam in the castle pond and went to bed.

[[Name: Bertilius Septim
Age: 30
PP: 41
Titles: King of Cidel, Guildmaster, Major, Warlord of Cidel, Battlemage, Archmage of Cidel.
Height: 6'
Weight: 185 lbs.
Hair color: Brown
Eye color: Green
Build: Athletic
Skills:
Fighting: Master
Reading: Master
Oration: Expert
Tactics: Master
Magic: Master
Mathematics: Veteran
Job: King
Pay: 134,000 gold a day, 9,000 for Guildmaster of the Guild of Scholars, 90,000 for being King of Cidel, 4000 for trade agreement with King Ernie, 6500 for trade with Duke Colvaine, 6500 for trade with King Umbrus, 13000 for trade agreement with King Serisar, 6500 for trade agreement with King Gargorfe.
Military Rank: Major (retired)
Gold: 152,330
Army size: 40,000 (no added units)
Ships
Brig of War - Cidel's Pride - Escorting the Quicksilver
Massive Galleon - Quicksilver - Trading with Duke Colvaine.
Massive Galleon - Gargun - Trading with King Umbrus
Brig of War - Viren - Escorting the Gargun
Massive Galleon - Resdyn - Trading with King Serisar
Massive Galleon - Ulic - Trading with King Serisar
Massive Galleon - Vvudenfell - Trading with King Gargorfe
Brig of War - Verdunsir - Escorting the Ulic
Brig of War - Harbinger - Escorting the Vvudenfell
Brig of War - Baerthur - Escorting the Resdyn
Massive Galleon - 2/7
Massive Galleon - 2/7
Massive Galleon - 2/7
Massive Galleon - 2/7
Current home: Castle Cidel.

Weapons:
Septim family steel longsword, Elven longsword, Septim Family Mithril longsword.

Armor:
Seronian steel scalemail cuirass, Seronian steel greaves, Seronian steel gauntlets, Seronian steel boots, Seronian armet helmet, Seronian steel pauldrons, Seronian steel kiteshield, Elven cuirass, Elven greaves, Elven pauldrons, Elven boots, Elven gauntlets, Elven round shield, Elven barbute helmet, Elven longsword.

Miscellaneous:
Deed to a shack outside of Tysos, Oak cane, Septim Family Signet Ring, Deed to Castle Cidel, Venifician ring, Cidellian crown.

Books:
Reading for Experts, The Techniques of Vorsumar, the Techniques of Telvoden.

Medals:
Two Medals of Valnus. three Medals of Seron, Medal of Virtus, Star of Argus, two Medals of Venificus, Medal of Erus, Medal of Orcbane.

Affiliations:
Seronian Army - Rank: Retired Major
Cidellian Nobility - Position: King
Venifician Order - Position: Archmage
Guild of Scholars - Position: Guildmaster
House Septim - Position: Patriarch

Family:
Spouse: Alessia Colvaine
Title: Queen
Age: 29
Height: 5' 8"
Magic: Expert
Fighting: Journeyman
Reading: Veteran
Oration: Expert
Mathematics: Journeyman

Son: Validus Septim
Age: 7
Reading: Journeyman

Son: Gaius Septim
Age: 2]]

[[OOC: No, at age five they automatically learn Journeyman reading...]]

Name: Killer
Titles: Guildmaster
PP: 17
Height: 5' 5"
Weight: 120 lbs
Hair colour: Brown
Eye colour: Blue
Build: Skinny/Athletic
Age: 28(2/7)
Spouse: Sortip(28)
Pregnant: 6/7
Daughters: Prolder(6) (Journeyman reading), Hylore(4)
Sons: Trysyl(5) (Journeyman reading), Hyloson(2)

King Ernest woke up and ordered his armies to conquer the kingdom of Dorvil.  Within the month, his armies conquered the kingdom and sent the king into exile.  After seeing his victory, King Ernest learned master reading and went to sleep.

BASIC INFO
Name: King Ernest "Ernie" The Wise
Titles: Lord of Tasidian, Count, Guildmaster of the Guilds of Oration, Duke,  King, The Keen, The Swift, The Wise
Height: 6' 3"
Weight: 180 lbs.
Hair color: Black
Eye color: Orange
Build: Athletic
Age: 30
SKILL LEVELS
Master Level - Fighting, Oration, Ranging, Magic, Tactics, Reading
Expert Level -
Veteran Level - Mathematics
DUTIES
In Peace: King of Tasidian, half of Tysos and guildmaster of Oration
Garrison: 30000 Free Troops + 15000 Bought Troops
Soldier Upkeep - 15000gold/day
In wartime:
Pay: 75,000 gold per day +9000 for Guilds+24000 from Trade - 28000 UPKEEP = 80,000
Gold: 215,000
RP Points: 38 
NAVY (8/14 Ships)
Small Frigate(Shield Of Seron) - Escorting Renaissance
Small Frigate(Blade Of Seron) -  Escorting Haste
Massive Trading Galleon(Renaissance) - Trading
Large Frigate(Exodus) - In Port
MTG(Haste) - Trading
LF(Tempest) - In Port
MTG(Posiedon) - Trading
LF(Faithful) - Escorting Posiedon
SHIP PROGRESS
MTG - 3/7 (fully paid)
MTG - 3/7 (fully paid)
FAMILY
Caroline - Age 29 - Pregnant [5/7]
Charley - Age 7
Angelina - Age 7
Catherine - Age 5
Thomas - Age 4

AFFILIATIONS
Seronian Army - Rank: Retired Major
Tasidian Nobility - Position: King of Tasidian
Venifician Order - Position: Archmage
Guild of Oration - Position: Guildmaster
House de Tasidian - Position: Patriarch

COMPANIONS - Listed in Prominence Guide

Items-Seronian Longsword, Yew bow, Elven bow, longsword, and armor, Medal of Vulnus(2), Medal of Seron(3), light chainmail armor with bracer, boots, coif, 20 Special Seronian Arrows, Medal of Virtus, Star of Argus, Ring of Lordship, Lordship Crown, Medal of Erus, and Medal of Signum(2)

[[Name: Bertilius Septim
Age: 31
PP: 43
Titles: King of Cidel, Guildmaster, Major, Warlord of Cidel, Battlemage, Archmage of Cidel.
Height: 6'
Weight: 185 lbs.
Hair color: Brown
Eye color: Green
Build: Athletic
Skills:
Fighting: Master
Reading: Master
Oration: Expert
Tactics: Master
Magic: Master
Mathematics: Veteran
Job: King
Pay: 140,000 gold a day, 9,000 for Guildmaster of the Guild of Scholars, 90,000 for being King of Cidel, 6500 for trade with Duke Colvaine, 6500 for trade with King Umbrus, 13000 for trade agreement with King Serisar, 6500 for trade agreement with King Gargorfe.
Military Rank: Major (retired)
Gold: 282,330
Army size: 50,000 (no added units)
Ships
Brig of War - Cidel's Pride - Escorting the Quicksilver
Massive Galleon - Quicksilver - Trading with Duke Colvaine.
Massive Galleon - Gargun - Trading with King Umbrus
Brig of War - Viren - Escorting the Gargun
Massive Galleon - Resdyn - Trading with King Serisar
Massive Galleon - Ulic - Trading with King Serisar
Massive Galleon - Vvudenfell - Trading with King Gargorfe
Brig of War - Verdunsir - Escorting the Ulic
Brig of War - Harbinger - Escorting the Vvudenfell
Brig of War - Baerthur - Escorting the Resdyn
Massive Galleon - 3/7
Massive Galleon - 3/7
Massive Galleon - 3/7
Massive Galleon - 3/7
Current home: Castle Cidel.

Weapons:
Septim family steel longsword, Elven longsword, Septim Family Mithril longsword.

Armor:
Seronian steel scalemail cuirass, Seronian steel greaves, Seronian steel gauntlets, Seronian steel boots, Seronian armet helmet, Seronian steel pauldrons, Seronian steel kiteshield, Elven cuirass, Elven greaves, Elven pauldrons, Elven boots, Elven gauntlets, Elven round shield, Elven barbute helmet, Elven longsword.

Miscellaneous:
Deed to a shack outside of Tysos, Oak cane, Septim Family Signet Ring, Deed to Castle Cidel, Venifician ring, Cidellian crown.

Books:
Reading for Experts, The Techniques of Vorsumar, the Techniques of Telvoden.

Medals:
Two Medals of Valnus. three Medals of Seron, Medal of Virtus, Star of Argus, two Medals of Venificus, Medal of Erus, Medal of Orcbane.

Affiliations:
Seronian Army - Rank: Retired Major
Cidellian Nobility - Position: King
Venifician Order - Position: Archmage
Guild of Scholars - Position: Guildmaster
House Septim - Position: Patriarch

Family:
Spouse: Alessia Colvaine
Title: Queen
Age: 30
Height: 5' 8"
Magic: Expert
Fighting: Journeyman
Reading: Veteran
Oration: Expert
Mathematics: Journeyman

Son: Validus Septim
Age: 8
Reading: Journeyman

Son: Gaius Septim
Age: 3]]

[Ill edit my things ONCE...not three times like Mr. Numbnuts Septim above me] XD

BASIC INFO
Name: King Ernest "Ernie" The Wise
Titles: Lord of Tasidian, Count, Guildmaster of the Guilds of Oration, Duke,  King, The Keen, The Swift, The Wise
Height: 6' 3"
Weight: 180 lbs.
Hair color: Black
Eye color: Orange
Build: Athletic
Age: 30
SKILL LEVELS
Master Level - Fighting, Oration, Ranging, Magic, Tactics, Reading
Expert Level -
Veteran Level - Mathematics
DUTIES
In Peace: King of Tasidian, half of Tysos and guildmaster of Oration
Garrison: 30000 Free Troops + 15000 Bought Troops
Soldier Upkeep - 15000gold/day
In wartime:
Pay: 75,000 gold per day +9000 for Guilds+24000 from Trade - 28000 UPKEEP = 80,000
Gold: 215,000
RP Points: 38 
NAVY (8/14 Ships)
Small Frigate(Shield Of Seron) - Escorting Renaissance
Small Frigate(Blade Of Seron) -  Escorting Haste
Massive Trading Galleon(Renaissance) - Trading
Large Frigate(Exodus) - In Port
MTG(Haste) - Trading
LF(Tempest) - In Port
MTG(Posiedon) - Trading
LF(Faithful) - Escorting Posiedon
SHIP PROGRESS
MTG - 3/7 (fully paid)
MTG - 3/7 (fully paid)
FAMILY
Caroline - Age 29 - Pregnant [5/7]
Charley - Age 7 - Reading - Journeyman
Angelina - Age 7 - Reading - Journeyman
Catherine - Age 5 - Reading - Journeyman
Thomas - Age 4

AFFILIATIONS
Seronian Army - Rank: Retired Major
Tasidian Nobility - Position: King of Tasidian
Venifician Order - Position: Archmage
Guild of Oration - Position: Guildmaster
House de Tasidian - Position: Patriarch

COMPANIONS - Listed in Prominence Guide

Items-Seronian Longsword, Yew bow, Elven bow, longsword, and armor, Medal of Vulnus(2), Medal of Seron(3), light chainmail armor with bracer, boots, coif, 20 Special Seronian Arrows, Medal of Virtus, Star of Argus, Ring of Lordship, Lordship Crown, Medal of Erus, and Medal of Signum(2)

King Ernest woke up and ate breakfast.  He took a class in expert math and then inspected his troops and fleet, before going to bed.

BASIC INFO
Name: King Ernest "Ernie" The Wise
Titles: Lord of Tasidian, Count, Guildmaster of the Guilds of Oration, Duke,  King, The Keen, The Swift, The Wise
Height: 6' 3"
Weight: 180 lbs.
Hair color: Black
Eye color: Orange
Build: Athletic
Age: 30
SKILL LEVELS
Master Level - Fighting, Oration, Ranging, Magic, Tactics, Reading
Expert Level - Mathematics
DUTIES
In Peace: King of Tasidian, half of Tysos and guildmaster of Oration
Garrison: 30000 Free Troops + 15000 Bought Troops
Soldier Upkeep - 15000gold/day
In wartime:
Pay: 75,000 gold per day +9000 for Guilds+24000 from Trade - 28000 UPKEEP = 80,000
Gold: 286,000
RP Points: 38 
NAVY (8/14 Ships)
Small Frigate(Shield Of Seron) - Escorting Renaissance
Small Frigate(Blade Of Seron) -  Escorting Haste
MTG(Renaissance) - Trading
LF(Exodus) - In Port
MTG(Haste) - Trading
LF(Tempest) - In Port
MTG(Posiedon) - Trading
LF(Faithful) - Escorting Posiedon
SHIP PROGRESS
MTG - 4/7 (fully paid)
MTG - 4/7 (fully paid)
FAMILY
Caroline - Age 29 - Pregnant [6/7]
Charley - Age 7 - Reading - Journeyman
Angelina - Age 7 - Reading - Journeyman
Catherine - Age 5 - Reading - Journeyman
Thomas - Age 4

AFFILIATIONS
Seronian Army - Rank: Retired Major
Tasidian Nobility - Position: King of Tasidian
Venifician Order - Position: Archmage
Guild of Oration - Position: Guildmaster
House de Tasidian - Position: Patriarch

COMPANIONS - Listed in Prominence Guide

Items-Seronian Longsword, Yew bow, Elven bow, longsword, and armor, Medal of Vulnus(2), Medal of Seron(3), light chainmail armor with bracer, boots, coif, 20 Special Seronian Arrows, Medal of Virtus, Star of Argus, Ring of Lordship, Lordship Crown, Medal of Erus, and Medal of Signum(2)

[Have work so im making this short and sweet]
Ernest woke up and his wife had a son, whom they named Ernest II.  He did his normal duties and went to sleep.

BASIC INFO
Name: King Ernest "Ernie" The Wise
Titles: Lord of Tasidian, Count, Guildmaster of the Guilds of Oration, Duke,  King, The Keen, The Swift, The Wise
Height: 6' 3"
Weight: 180 lbs.
Hair color: Black
Eye color: Orange
Build: Athletic
Age: 30
SKILL LEVELS
Master Level - Fighting, Oration, Ranging, Magic, Tactics, Reading
Expert Level - Mathematics
DUTIES
In Peace: King of Tasidian, half of Tysos and guildmaster of Oration
Garrison: 30000 Free Troops + 15000 Bought Troops
Soldier Upkeep - 15000gold/day
In wartime:
Pay: 75,000 gold per day +9000 for Guilds+24000 from Trade - 28000 UPKEEP = 80,000
Gold: 354,000
RP Points: 38 
NAVY (8/14 Ships)
Small Frigate(Shield Of Seron) - Escorting Renaissance
Small Frigate(Blade Of Seron) -  Escorting Haste
MTG(Renaissance) - Trading
LF(Exodus) - In Port
MTG(Haste) - Trading
LF(Tempest) - In Port
MTG(Posiedon) - Trading
LF(Faithful) - Escorting Posiedon
SHIP PROGRESS
MTG - 5/7 (fully paid)
MTG - 5/7 (fully paid)
FAMILY
Caroline - Age 29 - Pregnant [7/7]
Charley - Age 7 - Reading - Journeyman
Angelina - Age 7 - Reading - Journeyman
Catherine - Age 5 - Reading - Journeyman
Thomas - Age 4
Ernest II - Age 0

AFFILIATIONS
Seronian Army - Rank: Retired Major
Tasidian Nobility - Position: King of Tasidian
Venifician Order - Position: Archmage
Guild of Oration - Position: Guildmaster
House de Tasidian - Position: Patriarch

COMPANIONS - Listed in Prominence Guide

Items-Seronian Longsword, Yew bow, Elven bow, longsword, and armor, Medal of Vulnus(2), Medal of Seron(3), light chainmail armor with bracer, boots, coif, 20 Special Seronian Arrows, Medal of Virtus, Star of Argus, Ring of Lordship, Lordship Crown, Medal of Erus, and Medal of Signum(2)

The Count has returned!
The city and the surrounding country side cheered wildly as Jonny Bacardi and many soldiers walked through the gates of Tyrus to the palace. All was very happy, as the counts three children rushed towards him in greeting. it had been more then a year since the king had sent his most famous count on a special mission.
While out there, Jonny discovered some very new things, which he wished to not only share with the king, but also with his fellow lords.
First however, he sent out some messages. The first was to King Ernest.
I am a master of oration, and do hereby humbly request to join the guild. I feel that I am most qualified. I eagerly await your response.

Next, another letter was sent to Lord Sephiroth;
I have finally returned from my journey. i was wondering if there was a good time to for a visit. I eagerly await your reply.

After an eventful day of getting caught up on all that had happened on the continent, Jonny went to sleep.

Name: Jonny Bacardi
Height: 6'
Weight: 185 lbs.
Hair color: Blond
Eye color: Blue
Build: Athletic
Age: 26 [5/8]
Pay: 9000
Gold: 125980

Spouse: Jennifer Richardson Bacardi
Age: 25 [8/8]
Pregnent: [0/8]
Daughter: Rachel Bacardi
Age: 4 [7/8]
Son: Jonny Bacardi Jr.
Age: 3 [6/8]
Duaghter: Elora Bacardi
Age: 1 [5/8]

Fighting: Master
Oration: Master
Tactics: Veteran
Ranging: Journeyman

Title: Count of the city of Tyrus
Former Lord of Merdoch
Guildmaster of the Fighting Guild

Items:
Standard Issue military sword
Circlet of Nobility
Ring of Merdoch
Sword of Merdoch
Medal of Valnus

[OOC: I have a pretty cool idea, not sure if Septim will like it. If you can, hit me up on MSN: Scythruler@hotmail.com. I'd love to chat with yall. Sorry once again that i was gone so long, i need some filling in on this new attacking thing too, seems cool, would like to know a bit more how it works.]

King Ernest awoke and ate breakfast.  He then ordered all of his current trading ships to trade with Jonny Bacardi, adding 24,000 gold to his daily income.  He then did his normal rounds and went to sleep.

BASIC INFO
Name: King Ernest "Ernie" The Wise
Titles: Lord of Tasidian, Count, Guildmaster of the Guilds of Oration, Duke,  King, The Keen, The Swift, The Wise
Height: 6' 3"
Weight: 180 lbs.
Hair color: Black
Eye color: Orange
Build: Athletic
Age: 30
SKILL LEVELS
Master Level - Fighting, Oration, Ranging, Magic, Tactics, Reading
Expert Level - Mathematics
DUTIES
In Peace: King of Tasidian, half of Tysos and guildmaster of Oration
Garrison: 30000 Free Troops + 15000 Bought Troops
Soldier Upkeep - 15000gold/day
In wartime:
Pay: 75,000 gold per day +9000 for Guilds+24000 from Trade - 28000 UPKEEP = 80,000
Gold: 429,000
RP Points: 38 
NAVY (8/14 Ships)
Small Frigate(Shield Of Seron) - Escorting Renaissance
Small Frigate(Blade Of Seron) -  Escorting Haste
MTG(Renaissance) - Trading with Jonny Bacardi
LF(Exodus) - In Port
MTG(Haste) - Trading with Jonny Bacardi
LF(Tempest) - In Port
MTG(Posiedon) - Trading with Jonny Bacardi
LF(Faithful) - Escorting Posiedon
SHIP PROGRESS
MTG - 6/7 (fully paid)
MTG - 6/7 (fully paid)
FAMILY
Caroline - Age 29 - Pregnant
Charley - Age 7 - Reading - Journeyman
Angelina - Age 7 - Reading - Journeyman
Catherine - Age 5 - Reading - Journeyman
Thomas - Age 4
Ernest II - Age 0

AFFILIATIONS
Seronian Army - Rank: Retired Major
Tasidian Nobility - Position: King of Tasidian
Venifician Order - Position: Archmage
Guild of Oration - Position: Guildmaster
House de Tasidian - Position: Patriarch

COMPANIONS - Listed in Prominence Guide

Items-Seronian Longsword, Yew bow, Elven bow, longsword, and armor, Medal of Vulnus(2), Medal of Seron(3), light chainmail armor with bracer, boots, coif, 20 Special Seronian Arrows, Medal of Virtus, Star of Argus, Ring of Lordship, Lordship Crown, Medal of Erus, and Medal of Signum(2)

Name: Killer
Titles: Guildmaster
PP: 17
Height: 5' 5"
Weight: 120 lbs
Hair colour: Brown
Eye colour: Blue
Build: Skinny/Athletic
Age: 29(0/7)
Spouse: Sortip(29)
Pregnant:
Daughters: Prolder(7) (Journeyman reading), Hylore(5)
Sons: Trysyl(6) (Journeyman reading), Hyloson(3), Relic(2)

Jonny awoke. Still no word from Lord Sephiroth, but maybe the post was slow these days. Jonny went to inspect his ships. The Brigs of w*beep*emed almost complete, and the Trade galleons where starting to take a big of form as well.

Jonny walked over to the University, and learned Veteran Magic for 27000.

Name: Jonny Bacardi
Height: 6'
Weight: 185 lbs.
Hair color: Blond
Eye color: Blue
Build: Athletic
Age: 26 [7/8]
Pay: 33000
Gold: 44980

Spouse: Jennifer Richardson Bacardi
Age: 26 [2/8]
Pregnent: [2/8]
Daughter: Rachel Bacardi
Age: 5 [1/8]
Son: Jonny Bacardi Jr.
Age: 3 [8/8]
Duaghter: Elora Bacardi
Age: 1 [7/8]

Fighting: Master
Oration: Master
Tactics: Veteran
Ranging: Journeyman
Magic: Journeyman

Title: Count of the city of Tyrus
Former Lord of Merdoch
Guildmaster of the Fighting Guild
Member of the Guild of Oration

Items:
Standard Issue military sword
Circlet of Nobility
Ring of Merdoch
Sword of Merdoch
Medal of Valnus

Construction:
Massive Trade Galleons [2/8] [2/8]
Brig of War [2/3] [2/3]

Name: Wessick Tilakmen
Height: 5' 8"

Weight: 150 lbs.
Hair color: Brown
Eye color: Brown

Build: Slim
Age: 18

Profession: Farmer

Note: Wessick Tilakmen, born into the Kingdom of Tasidiar, in an outskirt of the city of Verdis.  His family had toiled upon the land for as long as any of them could remember.  It was what he knew, and what he accepted.  His father Guilman Tilakmen spoke of a time when his family held some prominance.  But that was long ago, in another world.  Wessick never really understood this...but it was not for him to question his fathers tales. 

Introduction:

Looking out at the small fields with which his family had worked for so many years, Wessick smiled. It was good land...far from the wars to the west.  There was talk though, that perhaps the king may be trying to raise an army...to get involved in some of these wars.

As he drove his spade into the soft earth, he took the thought from his mind.  It was not his concern...he was a farmer, and that was his place.

He did not see his father take out a small object and look at it.  By the time he looked his fathers direction from a glare catching his eye...it was already gone.  His father merely looked at him, and then continued his work.

King Ernest woke up and ate breakfast.  He inspected his fleet and it had grown by two massive trade galleons.  He sent both of them to Jonny Bacardi to help his economy.  Ernest then did his normal duties and went to sleep.

BASIC INFO
Name: King Ernest "Ernie" The Wise
Titles: Lord of Tasidian, Count, Guildmaster of the Guilds of Oration, Duke,  King, The Keen, The Swift, The Wise
Height: 6' 3"
Weight: 180 lbs.
Hair color: Black
Eye color: Orange
Build: Athletic
Age: 30
SKILL LEVELS
Master Level - Fighting, Oration, Ranging, Magic, Tactics, Reading
Expert Level - Mathematics
DUTIES
In Peace: King of Tasidian, half of Tysos and guildmaster of Oration
Garrison: 30000 Free Troops + 15000 Bought Troops
Soldier Upkeep - 15000gold/day
In wartime:
Pay: 75,000 gold per day +9000 for Guilds+48000 from Trade - 36000 UPKEEP = 96,000
Gold: 429,000
RP Points: 38 
NAVY (8/14 Ships)
Small Frigate(Shield Of Tasdian) - Escorting Renaissance
Small Frigate(Blade Of Tasidian) -  Escorting Haste
MTG(Renaissance) - Trading with Jonny Bacardi
LF(Exodus) - Escorting Rebirth
MTG(Haste) - Trading with Jonny Bacardi
LF(Tempest) - Escorting Twilight
MTG(Posiedon) - Trading with Jonny Bacardi
LF(Faithful) - Escorting Posiedon
MTG(Twilight) - Trading with Jonny Bacardi
MTG(Rebirth) - Trading with Jonny Bacardi
SHIP PROGRESS
MTG - 7/7 (fully paid)
MTG - 7/7 (fully paid)
FAMILY
Caroline - Age 29 - Pregnant(1/7)
Charley - Age 7 - Reading - Journeyman
Angelina - Age 7 - Reading - Journeyman
Catherine - Age 5 - Reading - Journeyman
Thomas - Age 4
Ernest II - Age 1

AFFILIATIONS
Seronian Army - Rank: Retired Major
Tasidian Nobility - Position: King of Tasidian
Venifician Order - Position: Archmage
Guild of Oration - Position: Guildmaster
House de Tasidian - Position: Patriarch

COMPANIONS - Listed in Prominence Guide

Items-Seronian Longsword, Yew bow, Elven bow, longsword, and armor, Medal of Vulnus(2), Medal of Seron(3), light chainmail armor with bracer, boots, coif, 20 Special Seronian Arrows, Medal of Virtus, Star of Argus, Ring of Lordship, Lordship Crown, Medal of Erus, and Medal of Signum(2)

[OOC: Its cool. And hey septim, are you ever gonna add Tyrus to the map, I am a count now, so it has to be a pretty big city. And what happens if someone else becomes a Duke, or a King? Who does he report too, and where does his kingdom begin?

Name: Wessick Tilakmen
Height: 5' 8"

Weight: 150 lbs.
Hair color: Brown
Eye color: Brown

Build: Slim
Age: 18

Profession: Farmer (Then soldier)
Gold: 10

Skills:
Journeyman Level: Fighting (By the end)

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It was late at night when his father sat out watching the midnight moon.  The hilltop overlooking the fields was high enough to see for miles.  Even to the far off lights of Verdis' small outlying towns.

Wessick walked up the hill...his eyes heavy from weariness.  Men bearing the kings heraldry had come to the cottage in the morning, as well as to many others in the area.  The military was beginning to recuit more...they needed soldiers for what could potentially be a coming war.  Uncertainty ruled the gossip in the small hamlets not far off.

His father looked sideways at him, and sighed.

"What is it boy?  What do you have to say at this late hour?"

Wessick held up his arm, and held within it papers...indicating his enlistment.  His father ripped the paper from his hand.

"You know my thoughts on this.  No Tilakmen will pick up a blade in anger.  We are workers...not warriors."

"Father, times are changing.  We may need t-"

"There is no need to pick up a blade.  Words are weapons too boy.  Words, knowledge, faith.  They can move mountains greater then any army."

"I have made my decision father...the harvest is done for the season.  You have the rest of the family to help you.  I am going to join the kings army.  Maybe I can do more for people in it, then I could here." For his youth, Wessick held a stubborn heart...like that of ancient men.

Guilman Tilakmen had seen many years...and knew many things.  He knew also when he had lost a fight.  He threw the parchment down at his sons feet. Reaching into his coat pocket, he coughed slightly.

"Your ancestors were of two minds about what you are going to do.  On the one hand, they knew that war may be needed.  But they also knew...that it was not always right.  I want to give you something."

"...What father?" Wessick looked as the glint he had barely noticed before struck his eyes again.  A small talisman...hanging upon a broken chain.

"This has been with our line for untold generations.  From the first to now.  Long ago, we lost its remembrance of where it came from. "  A small circlet of fire was emblazoned upon it.

"What is it?"

"A symbol of something more powerful then anything in the world of men my son.  A symbol of faith and devotion.  That, and knowledge...will undo, or create anything."

Wessick thought on this, as he turned the talisman in his hand on the road to Verdis. As he stood in the line of others like himself...a man who called himself the quartermaster passed out what would be their equipment.

"Welcome to the Kings army maggots...may you live long enough to give good service." The man said as he smiled at them.

Jonny went about his business as usual. His two Brigs of war where completed, and he was very happy. He also went out and hired some extra soldiers. He had heard of all the wars, and wanted to be ready should his King ever call upon him to help out. 1000 men came out to join up in the ranks. It would be a little while before they where trained, but it was okay, it wasn't as if war was going to break out tomorrow.

Name: Jonny Bacardi
PP: 20
Height: 6'
Weight: 185 lbs.
Hair color: Blond
Eye color: Blue
Build: Athletic
Age: 26 [7/8]
Pay: 51000
Gold: 93980

Spouse: Jennifer Richardson Bacardi
Age: 26 [3/8]
Pregnent: [3/8]
Daughter: Rachel Bacardi
Age: 5 [2/8]
Son: Jonny Bacardi Jr.
Age: 4 [1/8]
Duaghter: Elora Bacardi
Age: 1 [8/8]

Fighting: Master
Oration: Master
Tactics: Veteran
Ranging: Journeyman
Magic: Journeyman

Title: Count of the city of Tyrus
Former Lord of Merdoch
Guildmaster of the Fighting Guild
Member of the Guild of Oration

Troops: 1500 (750 swordsman, 250 archers, 500 spearmen)

Items:
Standard Issue military sword
Circlet of Nobility
Ring of Merdoch
Sword of Merdoch
Medal of Valnus

Ships:
Truthseeker (Brig of War): idle
Faithkeeper (Brig of War): idle

Construction:
Massive Trade Galleons [3/8] [3/8]

Septim wakes up and goes outside to see Jenston waiting for him.

"Milord, I have terrible news, your ally is not an ally..." said Jenston.

"What do you mean?" asked Septim.

"King Colvaine sent the assassin to kill the Prince, then you in an effort to cripple Cidel," said Jenston.

Deep down, Septim had known, he had always known inside, but he had hoped he was mistaken. Ever since Septim had become a King, he had gone from having a fatherly attitude to becoming a type of recluse. Septim walked to his desk and wrote a declaration of war and orders for his Generals. They soon began their march on Collaria.

***

"Please! Don't do this!" yelled Alessia.
"He tried to kill our son! He would have had me killed!" yelled Septim.
"He's my father!" yelled Alessia.
"I have to, I am sorry, very sorry, but this cannot be ignored. You carried the boy in your womb, are you not protective of him?" asked Septim, "I will go to war, I must, I will not kill him."

***

City after city fell to Cidel's armies, with Septim leading them to victory. His tactical skill matched only by General Hrov Lores, but even with his skill, he could not hold out against both a tactician of equal skill and an army four times the size of his own. After only a month, one final obstacle stood in the way of Cidellian Victory, the Capital of Collaria, Colus. The final defense force puts up a good fight, but falls to the Cidellian Army. Upon entering the castle, King Corvus Colvaine begins fighting. His skill as a former soldier is evident as he manages to defeat several soldiers, but Septim also enters the battle. Blocking two blows using his shield he teleports behind Colvaine and kicks him in the back of the leg, Colvaine falls to the ground and Septim slams his elbow into Colvaine's head.
"Yield, I will not kill you, thank your daughter for that," said Septim.

***

Colvaine is not exiled, thanks to his daughter, but is imprisoned. He is held in the Cidel Prison, in a room of higher quality (yet still somewhat shabby) than the others.

***

Septim sits on his throne, looking at the map before him.
"Now, only two Kings remain. Good Ernest the Wise and myself. I would never attack good Ernest, and I know he would never attack me. Ersos is finally united..."

[[Name: Bertilius Septim
Age: 31
PP: 44
Titles: King of Cidel, Guildmaster, Major, Warlord of Cidel, Battlemage, Archmage of Cidel.
Height: 6'
Weight: 185 lbs.
Hair color: Brown
Eye color: Green
Build: Athletic
Skills:
Fighting: Master
Reading: Master
Oration: Expert
Tactics: Master
Magic: Master
Mathematics: Veteran
Job: King
Pay: 162,500 gold a day, 9,000 for Guildmaster of the Guild of Scholars, 90,000 for being King of Cidel, 6500 for trade with King Colvaine, 45500 for trade with the Elves, 6500 for trade agreement with King Ernest the Wise.
Military Rank: Major (retired)
Gold: 982,830
Army size: 55,000 (no added units)
Ships
Brig of War - Cidel's Pride - Escorting the Quicksilver
Massive Galleon - Quicksilver - Trading with Duke Vorsov.
Massive Galleon - Gargun - Trading with the Duke Garvis.
Brig of War - Viren - Escorting the Gargun
Massive Galleon - Resdyn - Trading with the Elves
Massive Galleon - Ulic - Trading with the Elves
Massive Galleon - Vvudenfell - Trading with the Elves
Brig of War - Verdunsir - Escorting the Ulic
Brig of War - Harbinger - Escorting the Vvudenfell
Brig of War - Baerthur - Escorting the Resdyn
Massive Galleon - Syl - Trading with the Elves
Massive Galleon - Selena - Trading with the Elves
Massive Galleon - Arien - Trading with the Elves
Massive Galleon - Alessia - Trading with King Ernest the Wise
Brig of War - Cephorus - Escorting the Syl
Brig of War - Tiber - Escorting the Selena
Brig of W*beep*nturu - Escorting the Arien
Brig of War - Efrandor - Escorting the Alessia
Current home: Castle Cidel.

Weapons:
Septim family steel longsword, Elven longsword, Septim Family Mithril longsword.

Armor:
Seronian steel scalemail cuirass, Seronian steel greaves, Seronian steel gauntlets, Seronian steel boots, Seronian armet helmet, Seronian steel pauldrons, Seronian steel kiteshield, Elven cuirass, Elven greaves, Elven pauldrons, Elven boots, Elven gauntlets, Elven round shield, Elven barbute helmet, Elven longsword.

Miscellaneous:
Deed to a shack outside of Tysos, Oak cane, Septim Family Signet Ring, Deed to Castle Cidel, Venifician ring, Cidellian crown.

Books:
Reading for Experts, The Techniques of Vorsumar, the Techniques of Telvoden.

Medals:
Two Medals of Valnus. three Medals of Seron, Medal of Virtus, Star of Argus, two Medals of Venificus, Medal of Erus, Medal of Orcbane.

Affiliations:
Seronian Army - Rank: Retired Major
Cidellian Nobility - Position: King
Venifician Order - Position: Archmage
Guild of Scholars - Position: Guildmaster
House Septim - Position: Patriarch

Family:
Spouse: Alessia Colvaine
Title: Queen
Age: 30
Height: 5' 8"
Magic: Expert
Fighting: Journeyman
Reading: Veteran
Oration: Expert
Mathematics: Journeyman

Son: Validus Septim
Age: 8
Reading: Journeyman

Son: Gaius Septim
Age: 3]]

hey mind if a new RP joins? =D????
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Name: Kalkan Kwiatkowski
Height: 5,10"
Age: I forgot over 5000 but still looking young
Species:Elf

Weight: 132
Hair: Brown
Eyes: reddish green
Body: slim

Profession: Assassin/Strategist

Skills: scaled from [[1-10][10 best]]
Sword-10
Archery-7
Mapping-8
Navigation-4
hunting-6
suriken-8
light armor-10
Magic (all around)-5
trap making-3
persuasion- 5

Gear:black as night itself-light armor of elven black mithril, a long sword, elven bow, arrows of 60 kinds, glasses, and a cool hair style

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just coming into the unknown world no one looked at him oddly or as a creepy guy just the plain old immigrant that comes in every 2 months. I had recently killed 30000 people in my day, none could kill me when im doing my job.

In person i am very nice to people, I try to make friends and have nothing personal against them. I've helped 6 poor people get back with there lives on the first day on the new world.*looking around i saw two odd looking people drinking but staring at me angrily* knowing well there was going to be a fight later that day. i went on about my business getting supplies* I asked the people where Septim lived and going to the place i was halted by guards* Seeing as tho they knew me from somewhere I told them who i was and that I knew Septim from previous encounters and just wanting to say hi to him*
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(at Septims palace)
*looking around the palace i see him in his throne laughing* ^_^ seems you've grown a bit older last time i have seen you. I've been wanting to ask you some things, and if i can start a small community in your empire?You see my people are elven assassins and we just want a little place for us to be peaceful. we are a dying profession and a race all together. of course you'd want something for it right?

Jonny went about his daily duties as usual. he heard about the great war that had occured, and was just glad he had no been called upon to participate. He didn't like fighting for others, and he didn't like loaning out his men. He knew them, laughed with them. He was unwilling to sacrifice any of them.
After thinking about it, he went to sleep.

Name: Jonny Bacardi
PP: 20
Height: 6'
Weight: 185 lbs.
Hair color: Blond
Eye color: Blue
Build: Athletic
Age: 26 [8/8]
Pay: 51000
Gold: 144980

Spouse: Jennifer Richardson Bacardi
Age: 26 [4/8]
Pregnent: [4/8]
Daughter: Rachel Bacardi
Age: 5 [3/8]
Son: Jonny Bacardi Jr.
Age: 4 [2/8]
Duaghter: Elora Bacardi
Age: 2 [1/8]

Fighting: Master
Oration: Master
Tactics: Veteran
Ranging: Journeyman
Magic: Expert

Title: Count of the city of Tyrus
Former Lord of Merdoch
Guildmaster of the Fighting Guild
Member of the Guild of Oration

Troops: 1500 (750 swordsman, 250 archers, 500 spearmen)

Items:
Standard Issue military sword
Circlet of Nobility
Ring of Merdoch
Sword of Merdoch
Medal of Valnus

Ships:
Truthseeker (Brig of War): idle
Faithkeeper (Brig of War): idle

Construction:
Massive Trade Galleons [4/8] [4/8]

(OOC) Sorry of creating NPC bandits is uncalled for...i just watched 13th warrior recently...and liked the idea of Theives and Brigands using peoples fear of beasts against them.  I have no name for them right now.

Name: Wessick Tilakmen
Height: 5' 8"

Weight: 150 lbs.
Hair color: Brown
Eye color: Brown

Build: Slim
Age: 18

Profession: soldier
Gold: 0 (For the bread rations yesterday and today)

Skills:
Journeyman Level: Fighting
Affiliation: Soldier of the army of Tasidian

Gear: Small Talisman of a Flame Circlet, Short Sword (Broken), Leather Armor

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The trade caravan went upon the winding roads, passing by several small towns. Night came, and then turned to day as the line of carts continued on. Some twenty soldiers had been given this job, and among them marched Wessick.

During his travel with the caravan, he learned something about some of those with him.  The majority of these soldiers, while being young like himself...were not in it for the same reason as him. Some wanted money for school, others for the thrill.

 Only Yazimar and Arthon, two men from the southern regions of the kingdom felt that it was truly a calling.  A calling to serve and help those in need. Arthon had been the son of a low noble in a kingdom that Tasidian had conquered, while Yazimar had been the son of a traveling wizard.  Both had been taught that service was more important then gaining.

Wessick called these men his friends for this...and that friendship became tested on the night before they came within site of their destination.

*******************Eat and Sleep*****************************

The sound of alarm awoke Wessick from his sleep...his watch was not for at least another bell. In the darkness he could not see, and what his ears told him was that the alarm was well founded.

Cries of pain followed the slash of a blade, and screaming filled the air.  Strange gutteral cries called out.  Wessick had no time to put on his armor...he cursed his lack of preperation.  Gripping his sword hilt he unsheathed it.  A hand took his shoulder and he almost swung...but a whisper met his surprise.

"The caravan is under attack...we do not know who they are, but half of us are already spent." Yazimar spoke quickly, he sounded somewhat winded.

"We must get out there."  Wessick said, straining against his own fear.  He heard a woman scream.

"The commander is dead...Arthon waits for us by the metal-workers carts."

"We will stand there then...if we can."

The two made a quick movement to the edge of the cover they had.  The scene was of a slaughter.  Several soldiers lay dead upon the ground...strange man sized forms lying dead nearby them.  But they could not be men....their heads and hands were strange.

"We have to go now...no one is near." Yazimar nudged him and they started to move.

"HELP ME!" Wessick heard the scream of a woman again. Looking over he and Yazimar saw two forms, a man and a woman being attacked by several others. Seconds before, the man fell...claws digging into his flesh. Several more of the creatures began to converge...seeing weak prey.

"We can do nothing for her...they are too many. We can regroup with Arthon...maybe make a fighting retreat.  There are too few civilians left to matter anyways. Best to worry about ourselves." Yazimar said...his tone sounded defeated.  He had seen the numbers, and knew logically the odds.

Wessick began to nod, he too considered the numbers.  But something warm began to stir within him.  He felt heat in his tunic pouch...where he had placed the talisman.  Something felt wrong about leaving this woman...about leaving the area.  This was where the greatest number of civilians had been.  This was where so many of the soldiers had chosen to stand. 

"No...." Wessick gripped his sword tighter.

"What?" Yazimar said as he saw the woman colapse in despair...the forms of man...things surrounding her.

"Not today....not EVER!" Wessick launched himself from his cover.

Yazimar was taken in shock..his hand outstretched to try and grip his shoulder.  But Wessick had moved too fast.

One of the men things heard him coming...but his blade was already in mid-swing as it turned.  In the close up light...he saw a normal face, made up to be bestial.  They were barbarians...nothing more.  Men who used fear to make thievery easier.

As his blade cut into flesh he could feel the heat at his side getting hotter...it almost hurt as he swung again and again. The theives turned upon him and for a moment hesitated...this was not part of the plan.

"Never...not EVER...will I let innocents fall while I still stand to stop it."

"Kill that one." Wessick heard one of the men say in a more southern accent.

Two more cries of battle sounded as another of the men fell...Arthon ducked and rolled into the circle of steal as Yazimar followed him through...more clumsily but still made it.

"We stand with you.." Arthon smiled as he looked to the eight that now encircled them.

"Whether it is good sense or not." Wessick heard Yazimar say through gritted teeth.

The battle joined seconds later...and it was not what the tales ever spoke of.  Good men easily defeating the forces of evil.  Two of their enemies had been easy to defeat... they had been caught by surprise.  But now, they were prepared....not they outnumbered them.

After several minutes, Yazimar fell against one of the carts, his stomach and right arm bloodied. Scratches all across his face. But one more had fallen to his blade.

"I would like... to mention.  That had we thought this through... we would have had a better plan." He said spitting out some blood as he weakly blocked another swing.

"Shut up and fight...your complaining may kill us before they do." Arthon yelled back as he pulled his sword out of another.  His breathing was growing heavy and labored as well. And his left arm hung useless at his side.

"We are not dead yet...have faith.  I know we will be delivered." Wessick yelled out as he punched one of them in the gut...his sword laying broken at his feet.

Now nine stood before them...having increased their numbers by others joining from elsewhere in the attack.  Though five others had fallen in the minutes that had passed.

The crowd of costumed brigands laughed at the trio before them. 

"When you die... I will have my fun with her." One of the men laughed.

The heat at his side surged...and Wessick growled low.

"I will see you dead on the ground before your next breath." With a yell he charged. Yazimar and Arthon saw the sloppiness in such a tactic...but followed suit.  To die alone, was not good....to die with friends in a good cause.  Was worthy.

A dagger dug into his gut as Wessick gasped in pain.  The man he swore to kill smiled.  But that smile ended when the sound of a horn filled the air.

The seeming head man began to bark orders in a strange tongue, and the other eight began to scatter.  One spoke about the woman... and the head man turned to Wessick. He took the dagger out, and let him slump to his knees.

"She is lucky today...we don't have time...and she will slow us down." He moved to take his dagger to her.

"No..." Wessick coughed as he held his hand against his wound.

The man stopped and turned.

"No? Aren't you just the determined one today. I would think they don't pay you sword-boys enough for that."

Arthon and Yazimar began to stir...they themselves barely moving from the last charges injuries.

"It's not about that...it never is. Leave her be...kill me instead."

"You are in the wrong profession son...martyrs don't belong in the military." The man knelt low, his dagger pressed against Wessicks chin.

Wessick coughed again, blood coming. The horn sounded again, louder this time...closer.  The man stood, putting his dagger away...a wry smile upon his face. 

"I will remember your face boy... We will meet again...so remember mine. I look forward to seeing you grow.  Just make sure you don't die before I kill you."

Wessick barely registered the man leaving as the ground trembled from the hooves of many mounts.  His eyes blurred, and his breathing shallowed.

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He awoke that afternoon, the sun bright in the sky.  His eyes focused upon Arthon and Yazimar in the cots next to him. He smiled weakly at Yazimar.

"T-Told you...we are n-not dead yet."

"Yes.." A strong voice spoke from near the foot of the bed. "But one more reckless act like that, and you would be.  Had one of your caravan not found a way to get to our town, we would not have reached you in time."

Wessick looked up as a man in Tasidian uniform patted the bunk at his feat.  He held the colors and livery of a captain.

"I am in your debt sir." Wessick said as he held back wracking coughs.

"As I am sure the few survivors are to you.  Well done...though you will not be able to do much for awhile I am sure.  Perhaps your military service should be considered temporarily ended.  Rest, and recover lads...you have done well."

(OOC) If this is a bit much let me know.  Also, Wessick is indeed considered injured.  It is not overly crippling, but he is in need of rest.  How does one go about this and the like?  AT least as far as this RP is concerned.

Also... this is considered the end of his term of service....if that is alright.