Posts made by WhoAteTheCat

"To me men!" Glim barks, releasing a bear roar, spittle flying from his mouth. He quickly accesses the situation, Malyvern behind a stone wall, Ixuo at the back of the column with the Eywdra, Phargought by his side and the twins behind him.

"Ixuo, do what you do best! Dot and Spot, spears ready at the front. Strike at it's stomach!" He orders. Jumping from his horse, bringing his axe out of its loop as he comes to his feet.

He slaps Phargought on the shoulder to get his friends attention, thrusting his hand through the air to the spiders left. Without waiting for his companion answer he charges to the right flank of the spider.
Spot and Dot form a shield wall between the two of them, spears stabbing and jabbing at the huge arachnid.

The four of them move with the flow of a deadly, veteran unit.

((feel free to wound/maim my men, I don't talk for Phargought. But I'm okay for Glim to be hurt as well. They've never fought this beast before.))

(( only going to be short. Don’t wimt go get ahead of everyone else and start a conflict if you have something else in mind, Malyvern.))

Glim whistles a pattern and places his paw on his axe handle. The ears of his beastly friends prick up. And remain very alert without showing it. Hands ready to act.

If you're looking for a beastman guild. Mercenary company type thing. Join my guild in my quote. Glims Mercenaries.

"You took your time getting here, Ixuo." Glim grins patting the Chadra on the shoulder, making him grunt against the blow. "Good work fixing the wagon on your own initiative. But.. to answer your question. Perhaps. We've yet to discuss."

Glim would turn to his men. "Alright, it's up to you. Ride in to town with us or get there at your own time. Decide now, for we leave now."

His men would talk amongst themselves, two Udoadra step up. "We'll ride with you, captain." 'How interesting' You think amongst yourselves. 'Twins!'

"Good. Very good. Ready your horses, we set out now.
The two Udoadra follow Glim and Phargought out towards their horses. Glim's being a huge white spotted stallion.

Glim accepts his cloak back, throwing it over his wood brown gambeson.

((OOC let me know if I've missed answering anything and I'll edit it.))

"No, not one of mine." Glim laughs in response. "Just another Beast-Kin."

Glim continues to eat his apples. "That building, over the trees." He points with his thumb. "That's not the town, so what is it?" He asks curiously.

"But aye, I suggest we leave now. I'll go and wake Phargought."
Going back into the Inn, Glim strolls back up the stairs towards Phargought's room. Before rapping his knuckles against the wood of the door.
"Time to wake, friend. There's work to be done."

Blinking himself awake, Glim sits up in his bed. 'Strange, too find a bed large enough to accomodate a Nheedra. And one of my size!' He thinks to himself gratefully.

Stretching and yawning he stands up from his bed to waddle towards the windows. Throwing them open to allow for the smell of bear to leave the room. Judging by the sky, Glim can tell it's still early morning. Good. Doing a quick once over of his rented room he can see that his men, probably Osiris, had brought up his gear. He smiles to himself, they're a loyal bunch.

He hefts his hand axe and lets it hang from a hoop in his belt. He throws on his gambeson and cloak and exits his room. Walking down the stairs, still rubbing sleep from his eyes he sees a dog by the fire and an Eywdra not too far from it. 'The town of Kuasrine is in for a surprise when they awake to all these beast men.' He strolls towards the Eywdra stranger and lays his cloak across her lap. 'I'm in need of a new cloak, and this one looks cold.'

He makes his way to the exit, before reconsidering and backtracking towards the bar. He leaves enough coin and in return takes some apples from a barrel by the bar. Glim then decides to leave. Walking through the portal, he once again stretches and lets out a mighty yawn, before noticing the mage sitting down by the door.

"Mornin'" Grunts Glim as he takes a bite off his apple, nearly halving it. Taking a few more steps he collapses on the ground, sitting down legs out in front of him. Breakfasting on his apples facing the beautiful falls of Prestegne.

@mimi (OOC Welcome to the Singing Grotto Inn! Enjoy your stay.)

"Until then!" Glim calls out to him.
Glim then turns to Phargought. "I've have enough drink tonight, I need a clear head tomorrow. You and the men can drink to your hearts content. Just don't spend all of your pay in one night. Bar keep, got any spare rooms?"

"Aye, if you've got the coin.

"That I do." He turns to Phar. "See you in the morning Phar, make sure you're up early, let the others sleep though."
Glim stands up from his stool, grunting, and starts towards the stairs to the upper floor of the inn. where his room is situated.

(OOC feel free to skip to the morning, Declan. Unless someone replies before you do.)

"I'd keep my eye on them, Phar. Fill in the men when you get a chance. Tell them we might need to tussle with another cult. Though that 'leader' I'm going to watch. Can't be having the nice people of this area be bullied by some brigands."

Glim takes a gulp of his drink, belching loudly. It draws the attention of some of the patrons, and one of the two lackeys following around baldy, Glim smiles at this one showing off his fangs.

"We'd may as well check out the town hall, get there early and ask whoever runs this town whether they're allowed to host something. If not we'll run security and make sure nothing goes bad. But I want to be there to see what this is about. I'm curious on how to 'rid myself of my chains'."

This seems like a cool idea but could encourage people to buy multiple accounts just to have afk people keeping a town fixed and all that.

So like Urban dead?

I might’ve skipped over but I haven’t seen anyone say Flail yet. That would be really cool to see.

@dawnstar14 There's always room in the Singing Grotto Inn for role-players.

"Well you know me, Phargought. I draw attention everywhere I go, do you remember that time In Kavercombe? I was picking splinters out of my arse for weeks." Glim says under his breath, reaching for his mug again before remembering it's empty and frowning. "I can never get a drink without it being ruined by someone pulling a sword..

"Well!" Glim barks, loud enough that the men at the door of the inn can hear him louder than is necessary. "What kind of co-operation are you boys asking of us?"
Glim raps his knuckles on the bar. "refill, please." He says to the bartender, placing down yet another coin. But instead of drinking the brew, he leaves the tankard full.

@33hp Man I hate that I have a really good immune system and antibiotics make me more sick.. That's not how it works.

@jetah loads of people. Instead of being a beast man around other beast men. It would be cool to be different. My guild is all about beast men living in syndesia as a mercenary company.

@jetah that's a good point. I thought beast men could only shapeshifter on their planet though.

This is a really cool idea. Though make it for all races.

"No, I'm afraid I don't know them." Glim turns slightly in his chair towards the now open door, bringing his mug to his snout one last time and finishing it in four deep gulps. He moves his other hand to his hip in a fist, secretly gripping the hilt of his dagger. He regrets leaving his equipment with the men, but then again he wasn't expecting any confrontation.

(Glim is wearing only a sleeveless tunic, pants and an old, well worn fur trimmed cloak. He looks like your everyday Grizzly Bear based Nheedra with a variation of large and small scars scattered across his face and arms. Leaving lines of hairless skin on his body. Thought I may as well give you an idea of what he looks like.)

Glims expression turns serious. Angry almost.

"Ay, those mountains are treacherous and they do extend the length of a trip. But that's why it is mostly uninhabited by bandits.. And demons don't like the cold.."

Glim bares his teeth now, scowling as he once more brings the mug to his lips and drinks deeply.
it only seemed like a second that the once 'friendly' face of Glim turned sour. But he seems to shake from it immediately.

"And between you and me, people pay more the longer the trip goes. But don't think I rob people of their money. They get what they pay for, Glim's Mercenaries aren't your common rabble."
Glim downs the rest of his mead.

"your cup is empty friend, care for another?"