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    Jethro Lionel


    He left Aeradel and Matt behind, hurrying over to the arena. Getting on a Palaemon's bad side wasn't on his to-do list today, though it might be on Aeradels, he noted inwardly. He shouldered his way to the front of the group, a loaned sword hanging at his waist. Swords weren't his style, they were too bold, and much heavier than LightReaper, which also hung at hus waist, a dark and cold feel coming off of it. He preferred to get in close, stealthily and swiftly, and take out his opponent before they even realized that they were in battle.


    Jordan Blake


    "First, I'd like to get something into everyone's head. Growing up as a child of Palaemon, god of sharks, I learned that fighting to survive was part of every-day life, this is the mind-set you should carry into every battle, 'fight to survive' because if you don't fight to survive, no knight in shining armor will come to save you, your life would be over." He said, his eyes carrying a strong sense of seriousness as he scanned the campers. He noted the child of Hades, standing with the sword upon him, as if it weighed him down. "Ok, campers, today you will be hacking away at practice dummies with practice swords." He said, pointing to a pile of wooden swords that sat infront of him.


    Taylor Graf


    He gave a light sigh as he pushed his way forward, bending over and picking up a sword then heading for a dummy, his brother clinging to him like a shadow. "Tristan, shouldn't you be studying?" He asked in a frustrated voice as he began swinging at his target.


    Tristan Graff


    "I suppose so, but the Harmonia girl is here in case of any accidents and I have to assist her if needed." He said softly, taking two steps back.


    Valerie Fuller


    She scanned the yard, a frown clear upon her face. "Why assign me here?" She asked herself aloud, a battlefield was no place for a child of Harmonia. "Because you wanted to become a healer, that's why." She said, answering her own question with a sigh.


    Morgan Vayle


    She sat atop a column of the arena, bow strapped to her side. She never truly attended the sword classes, but she watched, and she learned. This was actually quite helpful for her, it helped her form counters to almost any strike attempted on her.

    Jordan Blake


    "Something to say, child of Hecate? [hope I got that right o.o]" He asked, crossing his arms and matching the man's glare.


    Jethro Lionel


    He picked one up and sniffed it, "Whoa! Definitely not oak! That's a strong cedar is what that is. Come on, Aeradel, we can beat up on the same doll, it'll be fun." He suggested, throwing a lighter sword to her.

    Jordan Blake


    "I'm a teacher here, I get told when all the new kids get here, and whether they've been claimed or not." He explained, keeping the glare, "Now either pick up a sword or leave the class."


    Jethro Lionel


    He smiled at that, "Admit it, Aeradel, watching me do anything is exciting for you." He said, that wide smile still on his face as he began whacking the dummy.


    //low muse + just woke up

    Jordan Blake


    "Just start the d*mned exercise and stop arguing." He spat and began pacing the field, watching as the campers swung absent-mindedly at the dolls. It wasn't that he didn't trust them to fight each other, it was just that this exercise was intended to build strength and a chance for him to study their forms.


    Jethro Lionel


    "I don't hear you denying it. Interesting observation about you Aeradel." He said, clicking his tongue in a mocking, but good-humored, way. He noted how she didn't take a swing at the dummy, "What're you waiting for Aeradel, surely you'd like to take a whack at the dummy? Or maybe I'm a more suitable target?" He asked with a laugh. He knew quite a few people that accept a chance at him in a heartbeat.

    Jethro Lionel


    "Well, the target for our bet is here, maybe start your attempts to piss her off? He suggested, taking one more swing before dropping the wooden sword, tired of the exercise already. He thought about leaving, but thought better of it as he saw Jordan's angry look pass over him. He backed away from the dummy and tooka seat on the ground, his black haur falling over his eyes in the process. He gently flicked them out of the way and looked up at Aeradel.

    Jethro Lionel


    "I guess that rum'll go untouched then? And I didn't mean for you to hit her with the stick, though that'd probably be a nicd start." He said, lowering his brown eyes back to the ground. He didn't like looking at her anymore, a foreign feeling lodged itself in his stomach everytime he did, and it made him uncomfortable, yet he also loved that feeling, and it compelled him to look at her even more. Sometimes he found himself staring at her, which also unnerved him, how could a Hades kid ever be attracted to anything?

    Morgan Vayle


    As if reading his mind, she stood up and unhooked her bow from her waist, pulling an arrow from the quiver that sat beside her. She drew the string and let the arrow fly, it slid effortlessly through the air and impaled itself right beside the girls. "Stop this now!" She yelled, "Or the next one is hitting somebody." And with that she slid cooly down the column and over to Matt's side to assist him.

    Valerie Fuller


    She jumped at the stick that hut her, then turned and picked it up. She walked over to the girl that threw it and handed it to her, "This slipped out of your hand and hit me, here you go." She said, her Harmonious Voice power taking affect without her control. She smiled gently at the girl, flicking a small glance at the boy, and walking back to her position, scanning the field.


    Jethro Lionel


    "I don't think it worked, Aeradel." He pointed out with a grin. He had known well before he had made the bet that pissing off a Harmonia would be d*mn near impossible.

    Valerie Fuller


    She turned her head, chaotic? Not a chance. "You must be Aeradel Nightsinger, child of Nyx, correct?" She knew virtually nothing about the girl, other than the fact that her and one of the children of Hades were best friends, and that she was a drunk. She concluded the remark as a drunken slur and smiled at the girl, "Chaos is that which my mother opposes. She is the embodiment of harmony and order. I try to follow in her footsteps."

    Valerie Fuller


    "Hate has nothing to do with harmony, Aeradel Nightsinger. Now if you'll excuse me, have an apprentice to tend to." She said, that light smile clinging to her mouth. She trudged over to the twins and whispered something into one their ears before turning and looking around. He walked away silently and she stood watching his brother swing the stick.


    Jethro Lionel


    "Come on, Aeradel, you're better than that. Stop thinking of ideas off the top of your head and actually take some time to think something out, I'll even help you if you'd like." He offered, which kind of contradicted the bet, but he was all about doing the impossible, especially if it was with Aeradel.

    Jethro Lionel


    "Observe her, find out what she loves, and destroy it. Simple as that." Wow, that had sounded a little less heartless in his head. The Hades in him was kicking in, rather obviously. He cleared his throat and stood, "Away we go then."

    Jethro Lionel


    "Would you just come on, it's not like I'm going to kill you. I'm a child of Hades not a murderer." He said leading her to the cabins. He spotted the Harmonia, and a thickly branched tree just outside of it. Bingo. He jumped up to the first branch then pulled himself higher until eventually he was invisible. And thats where he stopped.

    Jethro Lionel


    "You have a surprisingly strong grip for a girl." He said with a light chuckle. He placed his hand on her arm to steady her. His eyes lowered to the ground below where the flowerbed and door to the cabin could be seen. "Now we wait." He said with a sigh.

    [size=15pt]The Walking Dead[/size]
    It's happened, the dead are walking the streets, and now it's time for the Lions to be seperated from the sheep. In this world there is no room for mercy, and you must push your limits to the max.


    Rules
    1.) All WCRPG rules apply here
    2.) You MUST make at least 1 killable character
    3.) No God-moding
    4.) The setting may change very often, so you have to remember to ask for a setting update. I may try to keep the setting updated on the first post.
    5.) Remember that if you have a weapon and it's a gun, bullets CANNOT be salvaged once shot, and this is a world where ammunition factories are no longer in business.
    6.) If you create your own group, you can't force it upon somebody to join that group, and that group CANNOT capture them without permission.
    7.) Codeword is: There is no codeword
    8.) You may have many weapons, but they have to be able to be carried by your character at all times, so no overly heavy weapons, and you can't have a gazillion weapons



    Group List
    Group 1: Leader: Jethro Lionel
    Group 2:


    Character List
    Jethro Lionel [LION]