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Marques slept lightly at the base of a nearby tree, vaguely aware of what was transporting around him, though since neither himself nor the monarch were in imminent danger, he would take no action unless provoked. Sleeping in such a way was practically second nature to the male after years of military service.

"Here's an idea." Coppergaze strode up beside the two before plopping down on his rear, casting an irritated gaze around the group. "How about we leave it alone and hope it goes away, because surprise! It's a bear! And bears kill cats like us and devour us for a midday snack!" The warrior spat, obviously against the idea of the brash idea of facing the bear in combat.

Interacting with: Hunting and Patrol

Accepted

Accepted

Ok, here's the thread for discussions and questions relating to the thread. To begin the conversation, the basic overarching plot of the role play thread is that our characters will be traveling the kingdoms fighting Grimm and Salem's influence in a special agent James Bond esque way. Thoughts? Ideas?

Ok!

While we wait for everyone else to finish joining, here's the OOC/plot thread: Remnant's Finest OOC chat/plotting

"About time!" Coppergaze growled as Yewfire joined them in opposing the bear. The tom swished his tail in irritation as he glanced around the area, taking note of the amount of cats who were here with them. Maybe, just maybe, they'd stand a chance against the bear.

Thats a good comparison.

Accepted

Yes, this rp takes place immediately after the fall of Beacon. Of course, for most of what I have in mind currently we won't see the majority of Salem's cannon underlings for the bulk of the rp. The only two that I currently have anything in mind for in the near future are Neo and perhaps Cinder, though Cinder will have a very minute role and Neo will be more of a Grey area character rather than a villain.

If you have villain ideas go ahead and shoot them our way.

Ok, that means we're just waiting on AshcoForever and then we can start unless anyone else joins us.

Track?

It's a mixture of both, the plot of the original still happened but whether or not you tie your characters to it is up to you.

"I can take care of any...resistance; for the right price of course."

Name: Gabriel Blitzen

Nickname/Aliases: Gabriel prefers to go by "Augur."

Race: Human

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Deity: A former follower of Tempus though Augur has since become disenfranchised with the concept of gods.

Age:35

Alignment: Lawful Evil

Homeland/town: A hostile and unforgiving region known as Baltica.

Class/Profession: An assassin and bounty hunter for hire, Augur finds his employment in handling the dirty work for his clientele.

Personality Description: Augur is a cold and calculating man, hardend by years of killing. The man fits the rough requirements for his craft, a cold almost heartless disregard for the lives and safety of others, utmost patience in achieveing his goals, and ruthlessness towards those who are unlucky enough to have a price on their heads. Augur is not a very talkative person, preferring the calm of his own thoughts unless he finds it necessary to communicate something urgent or in the ever increasingly slim chance that he is impressed or intrigued by others. While Augur is a killer for hire, he finds killing those who he considers weak or helpless beneath his honor, a carry over from his days as a soldier in the various wars he found himself in.

Augur deeply respects commitment and resolve in both his enemies and allies alike, traits that he feels are ever shrinking in frequency in the races of Aradeth. Despite his disdain for cowards, Augur holds little to no resentment towards the various races of the continent, though he harbors misgivings towards the Orcs from his time in the army.

Likes:

Courage, honor, quiet, snow, warm drinks, archery, chess.

Dislikes:

Orcs, Cowardice, Caffeine, being rushed, failure.

History: Conscripted into one of the many great armies of humanity at the young age of sixteen, Augur has spent much of his life in the profession of killing. A role he has increasingly become adept at. The male managed to avoid the danger of the frontline and was instead assigned the role of a crossbowman, a rather safe position all things considered. Over the period of a decade, Augur would take part in the many wars that occurred as a result of the constant expansion of humanity. The particular regiment Augur served in was a rather devout one, naming the god Tempus as their patron and claiming to be made invulnerable by his hand. When the entirety of his regiment was destroyed in a conflict with the Orcish hordes, Augur renounced his faith in Tempus and deserted the crusades; using his acquired talents as a masterful bowmen towards a much more profitable and selfish profession: that of a bounty hunter.

Theme Song:

Accepted, I'll put the rp thread up around noonish.

Coppergaze grumbled under his breath but nodded, he'd do his job though he didn't have to like it. "All right, fine." The tom said as he pulled himself to his feet and turned to leave in the opposite direction of the bear. The male trotted away at a moderate speed, his short little legs propelling him through the under brush that made up the base of the forest floor as he began his search for other threats.

OOC: I guess I'll start then?

(Awesome! )

"In the lastest update from the situation unfolding in Beacon today it has been reported that Headmaster Ozpin has been declared deceased by Vale law enforcement officers today after scouring the shell of the building that was once Beacon Acedemy...." Two blue orbs gazed at the television with a blank stare as whispers and murmurs surrounded their owner. Arany Vasilias lifted his draft and took a long swig as news of the tragedy that had recently occurred in Vale continued to unfold before him on one of the many televisions in the pub that he was staying in. The male shifted, feeling uneasy as the atmosphere of the bar changed from that of a joy filled happy hour to that of a feverish dread as the many party goers awoke from their drunken frenzy to discover the disaster at the most democratic of the four kingdoms. Arany had been on his way south to Mistral to visit the grave of his grandfather and had stopped for the night to enjoy a pint or two of the local brandy, by the sound of what he was now hearing however, he many not even be able to leave the village without perishing at the hands of a horde of Grimm.

Arany's heart grew heavy as the reporter continued on, this time declaring that Roman Torchwick had perished during the battle. While he himself had never been exceptionally close to the vagabond, he feared the consequences of Torchwick'a demise. Not only because of his death's effect on one of his closest allies, but of the implications it held for Mistral. The city was still in the process of recovering from a failed royal coup roughly five years prior and while the kingdom was making great progress in forming into something more stable, Torchwick's death would send the criminal underground of the capital into a violent frenzy for power. One Arany was worried might reverse the progress that had been achieved.

"Stay tuned for a statement from Premier Hideo Toto at 11:00pm, until then stay safe and stay inside." Arany pulled himself to his feet and began contemplating his next move. Obviously he'd have to make contact with his ally, if she hadn't perished with Roman, though the more pressing matter of that message he had received would have to take priority. The male sighed as he placed his flat cap back atop his head before turning to leave the bar. It was a short jog to the meeting place and he might as well hear whoever had contacted him out before beginning his search for his friend.

As promised: Remnant's Finest (RP Thread)

Go ahead and jump in anywhere.