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(Ok, but you must have some super ears! And the map is very well done, although I don't see a need for one, but that's just me.)

 

(My hearing has to be good. By listening to the mushrooms talk, I can tell which ones are poisonous o.O And as for the map, we don't NEED one per say, it just adds to the charm of the RP)

 

(The mountains cover more of the area, and everything except Uinen's keep and Arthur's castle is surrounded by forest actually. There is a road leading from City and village to the castle, but other than that it's wilderness. Lathol lake is more like a bunch of small lakes connected with rivers, whereas Gunnthra lake is a one big whole. The sea isn't so close and after the Uruk mountains there is only ice desert. The castle is on a hill and one side of it is cliff. But yeah, other than that, it's pretty good :) )

 

(K, ty for the tips. Bear in mind that was a first attempt ^^ I'll work on improving it)

 

(It looks really good though. Well done.)

 

(so....er.....is anyone going to reply? :D)

 

)OK( :p

As I get closer and closer, I see that it's actually in very good repair. I walk around it a few times than tie my horses reins to a pillar holding up the entrance and make my way in, not expecting what I saw...

 

We're lucky to be alive, we were almost discovered three times so far, by the wandering patrols of the undead. The second was the closest, we only just managed to duck into a dark alcove in time to avoid three of the slumbering husks. Strangely, nobody else, apart from that one guard we saw, has decided to investigate the noise I had, which was perhaps a good thing. We've been making our way slowly down into the keep, painfully slowly, in the hope that Baldulf is somewhere down there. As we near another staircase leading down, we spot the two guards standing ridgedly to attention...there was no hope we could get past them. But wait, they're moving! A change in the guard perhaps?
"We don't have much time, quickly now, we must continue before someone else comes!" I whisper excitedly to Cavall, who just stares at me like I'm an idiot, before leading the way down. Damn it! There's one more guard standing outside what looks to be a cell door. He lifts his head slightly, as though hearing disturbances in the air, before turning to us....wait, he looks oddly familiar...

 

(Baldulf is the least grateful person I've ever met -_-)
"But Baldulf, the guard's changed, now's our chance to escape!"
"True, but what happens when guards change?"
"Er..."
"They are replaced by MORE guards! Now get out of here before they see you, we need to pick the right moment to escape, and I hardly think rushing to freedom only to be discovered will help our plight! Now quick, get in the cell!"
"What?"
"Unless you want to be discovered, get in the bloody cell!"
And so now me and Cavall are hiding in a cell, relying solely on an idiot to escape. But Baldulf was right, in a way, a few seconds after we slipped into the cell, I heard guards coming back. He was right, there was no way to escape in time that way.

 

(Still in Justicar)
I'm looking for a tavern to fill my rumbling stomach, but so far I've only encountered regular houses aparted only by a small road. There is dry blood literally everywhere, and I'm starting to regret my choice to come to this city. Dead people are lying here and there, half-eaten, rottening, filled with rats and little insects. The view is generally just disgusting, and if I wasn't a mighty warrior, I would've vomited my stomach out already. Must.. focus.

Suddenly I come to a market-like place, and the road widens to an open circle. But every road leading out is very smiliar to the road that I came to this place from, curvy, small, full of turns.

"Fuck the architects of this town, the whole place is a mess, like a goddamn labyrinth!"

 

There were people It was a safe haven, some were huddled together around fires, others going around doing various other stuff, small repairs, stacking wood, cook etc. I had found what I'd been looking for all this time. It was here, I hope. (No time, more soon)

 

(Hmm it is kinda the temple that justicar got his celestial light in. You can find whatever you want from there though, why couldn't those people have moved in later? :D )

 

(They decided to stay there because it was safe from the zombies)
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A man runs over to me and asks "Who are you? How did you find us?"

I reply and say "My name is Barnan and I found you because I was traveling over this mountain here and I saw the temple so I had a look". He stares at me in disbelief.

"Sorry for staring but we haven't had anyone pass by for a while now" he looks down and shuffles his feet from side to side nervously.

"Do you have a leader that I could speak to?"

"Yes, right this way"
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DON'T LET THIS DIE PEOPLE! ACTIVITY, ACTIVITY

 

(I've been gone since Thursday on business matters. And by business matters I mean my brother's baseball games out of town.)

 

I'm joining.
-What is your characters name? Unknown (female)
-What is your loyalty? Undecided
-What is your backstory? My head.. hurts. I can't remember where I am, who I am or how I got here. It's very.. damp and cold in here, like this place was forgotten, lost to time. I have no recall of any events leading up to now, no idea of family or friends. All that I know is that I have to get out of here. Easier said then done. No sign of an entrance is visible, everywhere apparently sealed. I panic and start beating against the mossy stone wall, hoping that someone would hear me. I am prisoner in this unknown place. I must get out of here. If starvation doesn't kill me, the lack of air surely will.

 

(Nice, sounds like your in a dungeon... a Wang dungeon. :P)

 

(Welcomes feet. I'll try to be a little more active, but it's kinda boring since I have to just wander around myself. Roleplaying without interaction isn't too much fun.)

 

(I'm awaiting other people's moves.)