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#ooc ~ a magnum force #rp meme ~ absolutely ridiculous #headcanon ~ whatever you say

June 2023 Activity Check + Housekeeping

Monthly Requirement: -CLEAR!-

Skill Points Obtained: +1 (Monthly)

Total Skill Points: 4 -> 5

Points Allocated: Bow D+ -> C

Rank Rewards Obtained: Killer Bow

Classes Accquired (from blog creation): Commoner, Fighter, Archer

Classes Mastered: None

[Housekeeping/Thread Tracking Below]

#ooc ~ a magnum force #toaactivity #// really sorry I didn't give her much attention last month #// gonna try vibing with her more

"If love be a flower, then darling you have captured me with your sweet vine. Such beauty you possess! And subtle grace, too," spouts the knight, having finally earned the chance to speak with his coworker after a long mission. It isn't often that he can so much as lay eyes on her, so to have not sprung to action while he could would have wasted such a precious opportunity.

For all he knows, this could be it; she could be the one. He tries shooting her his most romantic wink.

"Ahh, my heart is on fire! I am Sain, but please, refer to me however you wish. I foresee a wonderful partnership blossoming between you and I!"

...

Is this what the Knights of Seiros were hiring while she has been on extended duty? There have always been the occasional sideshow jokester or hopeless romantic among their ranks, but this...this is...the entire circus?

His excessively flowery language, the instant been-there, see-that literal flower language, it was almost all too much. At this point, she is already done after his opener, hearing too much to even care for his following wink and whatever else comes after his title. Was this a test, from those above her? A test to discover her limits and see what truly makes her tick?

She won't let them win, whetever they be physical taskmasters or spiritual ones. The mission above all else, especially when it comes to co-workers.

"Shamir," she states her name alone before proceeding with a welcoming action of her own: a motivational punch to the arm, one she learned from another energetic coworker - though she might've added a bit more punch to this one. "We'll see if you work as well as you speak," Shamir follows in a slightly more generous tone, as she can at least expect a little competence from a fellow...knight.

#enarmor #ic ~ doing my job #ask ~ you called?#// sorry about the girl. or not sorry?

tomorrowscircle

Morgan Noises and What They Mean

tomorrowscircle

Desperation pushes starving villagers and stranded merchants to unscrupulous means to survive. As you finish up one of your patrols, a band of thieves manage to catch you by surprise and take one of your colleagues hostage. Holding a knife to their throat, they demand gold and supplies to help them survive the storm. They are still inexperienced civilians in the end though. An experienced warrior like yourself would cut them down easily, if that’s what you choose to do. [Grants Gauntlets +1]

Morgan feels like screaming. Or letting out some sort of unholy sound that scares these stupid bandits away from her. She had only been trying to do her monastery assigned patrol, for Naga's sake! Why did this always have to happen to her of all people?!

Not like she couldn't strike them down in an instant if she wanted to. She absolutely could, but she would feel really bad about it. They were just civilians! Father had always told her to not let any lives go to waste if she didn't have to (but he had told her otherwise, Grima had demanded blood) and they were just hungry villagers, looking to survive this snowstorm just like anybody else.

She couldn't strike them down so easily when their motives were so human, so understandable. But she couldn't just let them be either. They had tried to steal from her (well from the monastery technically) and crimes did have to be punished. But... it felt bad. And she didn't like doing things that felt bad!

If only a brave knight would come to her rescus- oh wait there one was. Lovely!!!

"Miss Knight!!! Please come help!!!!" She tries to sound desperate, like she truly doesn't know what to do (not like she did in the first place, but she likes to give herself some benefit of the doubt), waving the knight over with all that she had. She turns to the villagers while she waits for the knight to come over, a strained smile upon her face.

"I can't give you anything, I'm sure you knew that when you tried to attack me. But once that knight comes over, I'm sure we can work something totally cool for everyone out!"

@bowdistanced

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It was a follow-up patrol, but moreso an excuse to get some air beyond the monastery's suffocating walls. She didn't work well in tight groups, and nothing spelt tight groups more than students and knights alike grumbling about the cold. For her, the cold is just another blanket. One of silence, one of cold comfort. They had enough men stationed within the church anyway. She can get away with some alone time once in a while.

Yet she did still sign herself off as on village patrol, so that is where she keeps herself to. Given the current times, many of the towns were on heavy watch. For support from the church, as well as...additional types of help. Help that was more in line with Shamir's usual workload.

"Miss Knight!!! Please come help!!!

Seems like the church's hunch was correct, as it usually is.

Seriously? The perpetrators in question weren't even mugging their target that far from the village's outskirts. They are practically asking to be caught in the act, or at least start a show for the rest of the villagers. But Shamir understands. It's desperate times. Desperate times she was all too familiar with seeing, and experiencing.

Normally, this would be the time Shamir prepares her covert maneuvers, setting up ambush as soon as possible. But a girl shouting out her position kind of puts a damper on that plan. Not to mention screaming "Miss Knight" makes a sneak attack out of the question. She'd just have to get her hands dirty. No issue, if these truly are your common pack of ruffians.

Not that she needs to resort to fisticuffs immediately. All eyes are on the knight as she calmly walks up to the bandits, already covering their primary source of negotiation. The defendant is staring as well, though Shamir takes little time in classifying who they are. A small girl...she was a student at most, or some other village girl at least.

"The Knights of Seiros do not condone of thievery," she begins, careful to not reveal any more additional information than necessary, "you should know this." Her gloved hands are at her side, an abstract showing of how she means no harm as long as they listen and don't strike first.

Do they ever listen, though?

#tomorrowscircle #fmorgan 01 ~ morgan noises and what they mean #thread ~ orders to follow #stat point ~ gauntlets+1 #// sorry for the long wait on this! made sure to not be too long myself

bowdistanced

Buck (Gone) Wild

bowdistanced

Small hunting parties regularly venture beyond monastery walls to hunt for additional food to pad out supplies. On one of your patrols, your arrow manages to sink deep between the ribs of a young buck. He flees, alive, but leaving a trail of blood in his wake. Tracking him down will take all night, which is bad news when there’s snow already falling. Even so, you can’t just return empty-handed. [Grants Bow +1]

Almost as immediately as she is called to return to base, Shamir is assigned to a more supportive role within the monastery's walls in response to the frigid winter. Not that she was surprised - out of most of the other knights, a more covert unit such as herself suits traversing snowy conditions. Not to mention counteract any underground forces that desired to take advantage of the current conditions...

None of that mattered, at least for today, as her current responsibilities entail securing provisions for back home. With staff already spread thin from more preparations, she was seen as the most ideal lead for parties. Unwise to allow students to head out alone, with blizzards that already easily blind the eye.

A group takes a fair bit to form - traveling beyond the safety of the monastery isn't the most ideal way to spend an afternoon - but Shamir eventually pairs with a red-haired, female student. A smaller group may appear unideal, but the knight knew less numbers made it easier to sneak up on prey and lessens the risk of separating and getting lost. It was the same idea behind scouts for mercenary groups.

Once monastery is nearly out of sight, it takes a few moments until a proper game is sighted: a young deer. Lesser than the food value of an adult, but definitely enough value for their mission. Shamir readies her bow for a precise shot only to notice her companion already prepping her own shot. She undraws her bow, allowing the student a chance to suppress the buck herself. The mercenary is mainly a supervisor in this instance, after all, and she has a sliver of curiosity of the other's skill with a bow.

Unfortunately, due to a potential multitude of factors, the arrow misses its mark for a clean kill. Landing on the deer's side, a horrified screech leaves their mouth as they rush in the opposite direction to escape. Further from home...but Shamir is not inexperienced when it comes to hikes.

"Let's move," Shamir already starts to rise in preperation to give chase. "They're marked. We can still catch up before it's too late."

@venalier

#venalier #caeldori 01 ~ buck (gone) wild #thread ~ orders to follow #stat points ~ bow+1 #// ty for the writing offer!

June 2023 Wanted Plots

Posting a quick wanted plots list to start things off! Of course, if you have any other generals ideas you'd want to try, don't be afraid to contact! DMs or pings on Discord always work best.

#toa plotting #starter call ~ not much for conversation #// gonna jump on here for a bit hiii

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