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Zubaxx
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Zubaxx

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Event name:
The Horde

Speak to: Baergon
Starting location: Paterdomus Temple
Date and time: 12/04/2016 - 10:30PM BST.
About: Masses of undead have been seen roaming around to the North of the River Salve. We're sending out an expedition to investigate.

09-Apr-2016 18:38:05

Jedi Jed

Jedi Jed

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Character name: Maxim Fletcher

Age: 26

Role: Soldier / Fletcher

Religious views: Saradominist but not to serious about it.

Race: Human

Personality: Cheery and very jokey, but serious and hard working when needs to be.

Appearance: Soft facial features pleasant to the eye, slight stubble with medium length dark brown hair. His build is fairly average with quite strong arm muscles from using bows and from fletching for his father. His height is 5ft 10.

History: Born in Lumbridge, funnily enough to a fletching family. Grew up helping his father with the fletching workshop he owned and hunting nearby. Due to his upbringing he is able to hand a bow well . He saw the Salve Company as an opportunity to do his duty and protect his country.

Other information: Has a dislike for bitter food and drink.


Jedi Jed | Maxim Fletcher | 26 | Soldier/Fletcher

11-Apr-2016 18:13:02

Angry Adair

Angry Adair

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Hey recently in an extended plot we have been dealing with Vyres and the like in the guild and we have three sithril swords just lying around,Being that we are a guild of heroes the plight of the Misthalin border guard is one they understand greatly and would like to donate those three swords.

Let me know if you'd like to roleplay this out or not, i understand if you'd rather gain things through your own roleplay but i just thought this could be a fun roleplay Noice.

12-Apr-2016 19:05:13

Zubaxx
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Zubaxx

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The thick undergrowth on the path north was difficult to traverse. It got worse, the farther they went. The former hunter's experience in tracking aided the group in the search for the undead, and they quickly came to a clearing where the tracks ceased to be. The atmosphere was tense, and the swamplands were all too quiet.

Then they came.

Undead swarmed the group, one by one coming forward to take on each of the three soldiers. It seemed unending, and even as others from Paterdomus and nearby arrived to offer assistance, there was no stopping the onslaught. They fought off the horde for a time, managing to keep them at bay. However, the group were tiring - they couldn't keep this up for much longer. He called for the two mages present to teleport the group back out, to escape the danger. There was some confusion, and they were teleported in separate groups, though they all made it back safely, including the mercenary they had picked up along the way.

The group had returned to Paterdomus, battered and bruised. As they all sought out their beds to rest, the Captain tried to figure out what they were going to do next.

14-Apr-2016 16:55:20

Last Deterro
Nov Member 2013

Last Deterro

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Rumors : Tyrants and remnants


It is, perhaps, impossible to spend time in Morytania without hearing the rumors of a thousand tales, events recently passed, and of tyrants rising to power. Among these would be a blood-chilling vyrelord shrouded in mystery known only as The Judge, who was infamous for slaughtering almost the entire population of a town called Mort'ton .

Likewise, there were also whispers that a powerful Vyrelord who calls himself "The Inquisitor" was hunting down a band of remnants who lived in the southern regions of Morytania, cutting off and destroying any kind of supplies being moved from Paterdomus to southern Morytania.

But still, in this group of stragglers there lies the faintest glimmers of hope. A group of outcasts and stragglers forming together after the defeat of the monstrous Drakan,
and the fall of the Myreque. Myreque, a name which these warriors cling onto. And if the rumors of their existence were true, then they would make great allies to the salve company. Of course, going in search of the myreque is no easy task...

(Welcome to Morytania! If you hadn't already guessed, this is an invite for a chance at some roleplay between the salve company and the remnants of the Myreque (forums be here) . Feel free to contact either myself or Isaac Stark, and I'm sure we can get a good idea set-up on a meeting!)
Thoughtcrime doesn't entail death. Thoughtcrime IS death.

15-Apr-2016 06:09:59

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