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Assassins Creed Rp
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OOC: So is the marking on the sword Assassin marks?
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OOC so I'm presuming we can start now?
IC Enna huffed softly and looked up at the sky, she had been trekking for days now down the dusty hard roads. She kept her head down, her facial features shadowy so that they couldn’t be seen. She was bored and weary. Her foot falls silent and she didn’t once let her guard down. Her icy eyes darted around her even though she walked along as though she was careless. She kept her exhaustion and agitation relatively well hidden for now. Though personally she was itching for a fight or at least some action or trouble to get into. Trouble followed in the girl’s wake like a shadow. And if it was a bit slow in catching up she would find her own new trouble and cause more. She could be quite immature and childish, still naïve at something’s. Her stomach growled and she cursed softly in Italian, her golden-brown hair falling into her eyes slightly. The light breeze played with her crimson sash, flicking it around almost like it was a live, flickering flame.
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I'll join but I would like to write my character bio in word document first
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Assassins Creed Role-play Bio
Name: Andrew.
Age: 24.
Race: Scottish.
Sex: Male.
Faction: Neutral.
Rank: Nonaffiliated rank unnecessary.
Equipment: Tomahawk, Scottish Pistols, Rope Darts (six at the most).
Weapon Expertise: Close combat, preferably with a small maneuverable weapon (like the tomahawk). Has some expertise with ranged weapons but will usually ignore them.
Physical Description and Outfit: with a small frame and a not very muscular body Andrew dons a hooded black trench-coat with red details on the cuffs buttons and on the inside. Under the coat he wears slightly baggy pants with boots and a belt that attaches to the pistol cartridge pouch and pistol holsters. For a shirt he wears a button-up short-sleeved shirt with a clan emblem on the chest.
Personality: Untrusting and quick to judge and usually silent. No one knows why he doesn’t like to trust others but rumor says his whole clan was murdered by an outsider who disguised himself as a warrior.
Bio: Little is known about Andrew but what is known is that he is a cold hard killer who is looking for revenge on those who have shamed him and his clan -
Ooc nice!
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Tora had been hunting, and was now carrying a few rabbits in one hand. (Blegh, not too sure on wildlife in Japan...) When suddenly he noticed the boy lying out in the road. He walked over and checked the pulse- yep, he was alive. Must be tired. He lifted the boy up and over his shoulder, grunting a bit, and walked toward the town.
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"No good to lay out in road. Tiger find you. Tiger eat you." He said simply. He walked toward the town, ignoring the boys protests.
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Eventually he got to the town. "Are you hurt?"
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"Well then, we should get water." He said, as he set him down. He went over to a small fountain and got a bucket of water, then gave it to the boy. "Why have you come here?" He asked.
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He held out his hand, obviously wanting to see the symbol.
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He wiped the sword clean and looked at the symbol. "This is an Assassin blade." He said, standing. "Your father must've been an Assassin." He swung the sword, seeing it shine, and then handed it back. "A fine blade." He wore the symbol on a couple parts of his cloak.