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Asterdon Anvillian

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About Asterdon Anvillian

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    Baron of Blood
  • Birthday 06/17/2002

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    California. USA
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    Games, Books, TV, the usual
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  1. Asterdon Anvillian

    Strangers in the Night [Networking Event - Interest Check]

    With the pairings already made it seems it would make more sense to wait. If you would like me to hop in I'm all for it, but I'm content with reading all the IC banter for now.
  2. Asterdon Anvillian

    Strangers in the Night [Networking Event - Interest Check]

    I may join in round two, need to get my good ol minotaur out and about
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    House Rhodos [Royal House Project] OOC

    Been having trouble getting online due to this ever changing schedule. I'll let you know when I'm available for posting.
  4. Asterdon Anvillian

    House Rhodos [Royal House Project] OOC

    Go ahead and wrap it up. One more thing off the checklist and an important one at that!
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    Taming the Wild Men [House Rhodos]

    "Hm, interesting indeed Elder Stanger". The nomads spoke among themselves discussing the new information. While their voices remained hushed one couldn't mistake the occasional argumentative tone that rose. A few times they asked to see the rifle, repeating some of the actions the Count had performed. Eventually though, it seemed that some form of agreement had been achieved and the room went silent as the talking ceased. "This "rifle" contraption as you call it greatly interests us. While the weapon itself is not something we would," his face contorted into a slight frown," enjoy using, we cannot deny the utility of such a thing for surviving the dangers our people might face as you have shown us- if we could arrange to acquire them in any number that you find reasonable for our use that would be in the best interests of both our tribes. Such a thing must be shown to other Mahrjan!" "As for this alliance you speak of, such things typically involve something that binds more than word, for it is action that speaks more than word. Normally such things involve the hand of a daughter, herd of animals as a gift, or material gifts such as weapons or beads". He gestured to the Rhodian rifle. "Such a weapon is something that intrigues us and that we think should be shared with others who do not yet know the power of your tribe Elder Stranger, however it is still a distortion of Gaia and thus cannot carry the same weight of something made of Vakar for example in its value". The head elder kneeled in front of the Count, beckoning him to kneel as well. Laying his wrinkled leathery pale hands on the nobleman's shoulders he looked him straight in the eye. While the man appeared old, his grip was strong and betrayed hidden strength. His voice became so low that it was only audible to him and the Count. "Stranger, I ask you not as a superior or inferior as you have shown through your gesture of kneeling, but as your equal in an attempt at a mutual cooperation for the betterment of people that trust and rely on us and thus are at our whim" he tightened his grip on the man's shoulder," What action, what gift, what must be done for us to cement such an action?"
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    House Rhodos [Royal House Project] OOC

    Speaking of absences I'm going to be gone Monday through Sunday in a internet free middle of nowhere farm. I'll work on a post today and hopefully finish the nomad thread tomorrow for the sake of getting it done before things begin to drag on.
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    House Rhodos [Royal House Project] OOC

    Revolt sounds fun, I could probably help with that as well. Btw for the nomad thread we should have only have a few posts left in actuality- negotiations just need a little cherry on top to solidify things in my eyes at this point and Diravek needs to do his part to help flesh out whatever character development he has in mind.
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    House Rhodos [Royal House Project] OOC

    I'm going to tell you as someone that has many many posts and a few years on this site. I'll honestly admit that I've rarely ever truly finished an RP. Maybe 1 or 2. They die for various reasons- no one takes interest, people become too busy or forget, drama (this was a sad ship to see sink), and my own personal doubts, busyness, and disinterest. So I will tell you Satin from the bottom of my heart- I'm going down with the ship. Cheers
  9. Asterdon Anvillian

    House Rhodos [Royal House Project] OOC

    I'm currently in Panama and unfortunately I've had no control over my schedule which is pretty much made during each day and is fairly inconsistent. I'll try to keep up with my story telling duties. I am still very much interested in keeping this going.
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    Taming the Wild Men [House Rhodos]

    "Friendship is a strong word Elder Stranger, one that binds one to another through a bond only surpassed by love". A very old elder sat in the middle of the half circle of five nomads. Each of them wore different colored robes- red, brown, blue, yellow, and black and white respectively. The colors represented the elements of fire, water, air or sky, and earth. The last combination, black and white, represented the balance of the elements. The oldest elder took this role and is the decider in ties over an issue between the other four elders- the balance. It was this elder that was now addressing the Count. "As you know already us Mahrjan do not give you love nor at the moment are we friends. Thus we are strangers to one another." the elder gave a small smile,"However you committed the actions of a friend defending his own, of which we would be hateful to not thank you for". He gave a small nod in appreciation before gesturing his hand in a wide slow motion. "We can rebuild now for the terror is over and the dead laid to rest. While it was decided in fate that your coming would bring wrath upon us, your valiant effort to help us has intrigued those who know nothing but our own- especially the young". He created a small flame in his hand. It floated and bobbed in the air, delicate but within it lay hidden power to destroy what it could consume. "They see your warriors use fire in a way our tribe has heard but rumors of from passing traders. Weapons that with the help of crafted earth shoot forth fiery death from their "barrels" as we have heard them called, though they look nothing like barrels as we have seen displayed". The tent flap opened and Mahrjan walked in carrying a borrowed rifle. It had none of the special engraving or decoration of the previously shown gift and was obviously just kindly taken from one of the Mamluks. The nomad presented the rifle to the Elder who thanked the Mahrjan with a kind phrase in their tongue. "Tell me Elder Stranger, what do you call this fire weapon?" "Hello dear cousin Drake," a tender voice called out as the young man walked by. The female elder smiled warmly at him, brushing her hands off as she finished caring for an injured warrior. Standing up to her full albeit slightly short height she laid a hand on Drake's shoulder. She gave him a caring but concerned look. "You look troubled and flustered, are you looking for something?"
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  12. Will be traveling to Panama on the 5th of July. There may be a short period where I will not have any access to the internet.

  13. Asterdon Anvillian

    Taming the Wild Men [House Rhodos]

    One of older pale-skinned of the Elder's spoke. It was a female Mahrjan, her voice was soft and quiet- soothing to listen to. "Oh poor boy, this was simply an event outside of your power. No one but the stars could of known such a thing would happen and who are we to fight the stars?" Nomads were now moving back into the encampment, every Mahrjan who was capable lending a helping hand to clean up the battlefield. The dead were laid in rows, laid to rest with one hand on their heart and one hand buried into the sand. It was the nomad's way of reconnecting them with Gaia. The Rhodian scouts rode down, providing assistance where they could. For at least a short while the long lost cousins were reunited as one people as they helped each other recover from disaster. Soon a temporary hospital was made and the healers (mostly female but with the occasional male) was constructed and the wounded finally being taken care of. Another one of the Elders spoke. "I suppose talks of diplomacy will need to commence then," he gave a lazy look around," Where is your elder stranger?" Heads turned as the Count was carried on a stretcher by his mamluks to the field hospital. He was in rough shape and his breaths were ragged, but he was still breathing none the less. A healer immediately moved over to him, unstrapping his armor and laying her hands on his chest. A faint glow of golden light could be seen as his broken ribs were mended. While minor cuts and other injuries remained, the nobleman would endure though his wounds would need time to truly heal. The rebuilding process would carry on well into the evening, at which point a small portion of tents to properly house those still healing were constructed and the final preparations for the dead were made. A shallow trench had been made for the casualties to be laid. The area was lit by a few fires which cast the area in a orange flickering light. Then the singing started. It was a low dull song, with no jump in notes or anything particularly special. But the choir of voices lent to itself as it rang through the valley. The haunting sound of voices and slow beat of drums set a solemn tone. A few wept though not many. An elder dressed in decorative feathers and coated in tattoos stood slightly behind the trench, swaying along with the music. He broke into a slow dance his body fluid in its motion. Small sparks cast from his fingers each time he swayed. The drums grew louder for a moment, furious pounding. Then a plume of fire spewed forth from the elder's right hand and then from his left. The drumming stopped. The fabric of the nomad's robes eagerly took the flame while providing it nourishment. The smell of burning flesh and clothing filled the air. After a few minutes the Elder quickly extended his arms out and opened his hands wide. A gust of wind blew sand over the charred bodies, covering them completely. He yelled in his distinct tongue as to be heard by everyone. "May they return to Gaia fully, for by the spilling of their blood has she been appeased!". Once the ceremony had ended work continued as normal in the rebuilding process. The Rhodian scouts remained outside the camp while the remaining mamluks and the count and his companions were brought to the tent dedicated for the Elders. Negotiations were to begin.
  14. Asterdon Anvillian

    House Rhodos [Royal House Project] OOC

    The house needs strong allies Satin. If you aren't willing to make some moral sacrifices, then this will be harder than you think. Dasua are friendly and nice people, however they are limited to the mountains and can only do so much. They don't suit the ambition you have and at this point are a lost cause. I know it isn't very moral or seemingly right but you need to swallow the righteous urge to "do the right thing" and look towards the future. We need connections to Genesaris, something Roen has. We need a strong ally that can defend themselves as well as come to our aid. Roen can do that. What we need to do is cement the relation, because really we're in no position to go to the ruler of a city and say "you're a liar and scoundrel who does nothing but betray those around him". We need to treat Roen seriously so that he takes us seriously, at the very least until we are as previously mentioned fully established.
  15. Asterdon Anvillian

    House Rhodos [Royal House Project] OOC

    @Lord Satin if we were fighting any type of war it would be on the defensive in a war of attrition. Remember the number one rule. "He who controls the oasis controls the sands" An army can't march for long in the desert without either a very long supply train or constant resupply. All you have to do is harass and deny supplies. And like supernal has been saying, take it slow. We need to build up and establish. When it comes to Roen, I would simply enforce a non-aggression pact and be done with it until further diplomacy and terms can be made. It's best not to blow things like this out of proportion at the moment. Btw, I may pull you back into the diplomacy thread eventually. You'll be unconscious for the fight but there will still be negotiations to be done.
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