Posts by ELIZABETH B.

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; line-height: 14px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 8pt; color:#;][b]"Welcome back." It was safe to say that the serval was not particularly affected by the tom's death, so she couldn't help the apathy was apparent in her address. Hmm, she supposed she was feeling less and less towards the clan these days.

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; line-height: 14px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 8pt; color:#;]The serval couldn't look more unimpressed at a small lion attempting to bundle over her over, really. Is this the way they greeted guests? Never mind, it appeared that having children roam borders was commonplace now. [b]"Good morning, my name is Elizabeth Blair. I am an ambassador from Arcadianclan. If you would permit, I would act as a kind of go-to between your clan and my own. I would help you whenever you need, and am here as a sign of good faith." She assumed that was it right? Yeah.

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; line-height: 14px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 8pt; color:#;]Hmm. The serval arrived late but she got the message, Beth was dead. And yet again, she held no strong feelings on the medic. It was a shame she had passed however, she was certainly good at her job and she would be missed by some members. Zara was an example. [b]"May she find peace with the Goddess."

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; line-height: 14px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 8pt; color:#;]Ah yes, Valentine. Self proclaimed "delivery god" which in Elizabeth's belief, was a complete and utter load of bullshit.

It wasn't that the serval wasn't a religious person, in fact it was the complete opposite. Elizabeth believed in a belief system that made it perfectly clear that there were only a few gods. There was the God that made the universe, the vast cosmos, the Gods that made humanity and Etro, who humanity was formed from and she watched over her children. Her people would pray to her and when did she ever lead them wrong?

Was the rubble of her home enough to make a point? Was the death toll high enough to answer her own question? Elizabeth didn't quite know but she knew this, if her Goddess was real, she had certainly not saved them from destruction. And if a Goddess so revered, so adored and admired, would not save her people, then how could Valentine call himself a God when no one believed him? Maybe that was faith in a nutshell, but still.

The point was, Elizabeth would stubbornly not believe.

[b]"Good afternoon." She stated, tipping her head with a smile. It was her usual one that managed to be warm but that warmth never spread anywhere else. How typical.

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; line-height: 14px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 8pt; color:#;]Did it ever feel like life was moving ever so slowly? Elizabeth felt like that, like her entire life was slowly grinding to a halt because one, she was stagnant here and two, she hadn't fought properly in weeks. It was an odd thought, but she hadn't. She was content and quiet within her own home.

And for some reason, she didn't find peace in tranquility and being safe. That was odd to her, alien in fact. Maybe her life had been too chaotic, so bloody and fighting tooth and nail to simply survive that she simply never realised that her goal was simply... Boring. Pointless. Nothing to it, a simple melancholy that was marked by routine and safety.

She didn't like it. And had no idea how to voice it either.

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; line-height: 14px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 8pt; color:#;]Well, three of her little ones were here it seemed. [b]"Afternoon children. Plastic, it's highly unlikely that you'll grow anything of the sort, wings, scales, feathers, but it's possible. However, you will definitely get bigger little one." She explained, of course he could mutate, and that would not surprise her. After all, the Church wanted them to mutate and when they didn't produce results, they discarded them. Now these rejects were her salvation it seemed. How odd things seemed to work.

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; line-height: 14px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 8pt; color:#;]Was it horrible that the first thing that Elizabeth could call to mind was "good riddance". She did seem to do nothing but cause trouble after all, but maybe her perceptive was slightly skewed. Who knew?

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; line-height: 14px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 8pt; color:#;]why bring up that game

[b]"Afternoon. I believe I was called?" The serval stated, raising a brow. She was mostly sure that she was supposed to be here, but she was just checking. It would be awkward if she wasn't to say the least.

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; line-height: 14px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 8pt; color:#;][b]"Name and business?" The serval questioned, sure it was a boring statement but got the essentials out the way. She'd be more polite once that was done and dusted.

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; line-height: 14px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 8pt; color:#;][b]"Afternoon, how may I help you Miss?" The serval stated, appearing in front of the demigod with a smile on her face. She hoped she was joiner, but judging by the scent that was unlikely. Oh well, the Goddess loves a trier.

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; line-height: 14px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 8pt; color:#;][b]"I don't believe we're allies with any of your soon to be enemies and those sounds like wise alliances." She replied, everything the Vocatus member said made perfect sense in her eyes and they currently weren't too big that they wouldn't care about them she was guessing. Plus, violent allies were always stronger allies than peaceful ones.

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; line-height: 14px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 8pt; color:#;]That all sounded fair enough. [b]"I think we need a focus as of such. Currently, we don't stand for anything in particular. We don't stand out as anything in particular, and maybe if there was something different and unique about us, we'd be able to attract more members. I'm not saying that we abandon everything and become bloodthirsty, just a suggestion that we find something to focus on and make that something we can use to attract interest.

As for battle plans, I'm not aware we currently have any or any formal training. Which should probably be tackled, maybe through a bootcamp. We don't currently have the strength or training to tackle another group head on, so perhaps we could offer our services to another group, perhaps one of our allies, or look into finding allies that are combat ready and tag along with them."

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; line-height: 14px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 8pt; color:#;][b]"Since we've just become allies with the Vocatus, a name and a half for certain, tagging along on their raids would be a good idea. From Reyna's words, they are a clan similar in size to us, I can't imagine them picking targets that would be dangerous to come down upon us. But Thunderclan are fighting a pointless war, up to this day I've still seen hide nor hair of this Tribe, they can't be that much of a threat."

He'd mentioned hunting, her specialty. "As for a focus, armies were never built to keep peace. That's an oxymoron. I'm not suggest we start a war, but hunting could be... Interesting. Bloodclan is currently infested with walkers, is it not? They're always a market in removing things that people don't wish to face themselves. Even Bloodclan fear the dead when they walk. Plus, Bloodclan would be a powerful ally indeed."

And for the culture change, right now he have culture to speak of. We can't change something that doesn't exist, but we can crate what's not there."

// tell us of the plan do it
and yeah i'd be fine with starting up the bootcamp
i've also got an idea for a plot but it's obscure to say the least

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; line-height: 14px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 8pt; color:#;][b]"Accepted, welcome to Arcadianclan. I'm Elizabeth Blair, a pleasure to meet you. Aything you need I'd be happy to help with." The serval stated, ah yes new members. They needed them at the moment.

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; line-height: 14px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 8pt; color:#;]And here was Elizabeth, sword drawn and waiting for an opponent.

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"Hunting was, and still is." The serval replied, she didn't have any further comments on anything else, everything seemed to be in order. "I'm saying that if we wanted to, we could make a living hunting the creatures that no one else dares to. The clan isn't trained now, but could be with time. It'd give us a unique edge in politics, something that only we excel in."

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let this video game loving trash tell you about her plot
★ clan is attacked by monsters. whatever type of monsters they be ( "blood drunk animals", great ones ) they're forced to either fight back or hide
★ depending on which option is picked, the clan can either run away involving a territory move or they could train to fight the beats
★ this would then lead to the "Hunter's Dream", which would basically provide a way for death to become little more than a stepping stone. to explain, they die, they wake up in the dream and are given an option, return to the "waking world" or stay in the Dream
★ wow this is based of bloodborne and it could be given a twist e.g. helping bloodclan fight off the walkers instead of beasts and becoming basically the go-to "we get rid of nasty shit" clan
★ i dunno, arcadianclan removing monsters/beasts from the world to create a paradise which would lead the clan to become a lot more combat orientated - which could feed into further raids and wars
★ i always personally like clans with themes so yeah.

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"No matter, she's a child." Elizabeth stated, mostly because she wasn't exactly here to cause arguments, the contrary. And children did sulk, complain and bitch but she wouldn't expect them as border patrols either. Never mind, her own clan did the same, didn't they? "I presume that despite the little argument, it's still fine for me to stay?"

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"I have kids of my own. They are... A handful." She shrugged, the failures were a handful due to their nature. But, she did love them really, like her own children even if she was only taking care of them due to being tasked to. "And yes, maybe you could be friends with my children, they do need to socialise outside of themselves."

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