[Open RP] the wanderings of the Guardian.
((This is an adventure RP. My character will be wandering around Valoran doing many different things.))
Basic RP rules, here are two good guidelines for RPing.
No popping in suddenly, No knowing things You shouldn't know.
post Your character profile. I like to know Who I'm talking to. http://summoners.shurelia.com
OOC goes here. http://na.leagueoflegends.com/board/....php?t=1302271
I am The DM for this RP, I will do My best to be fair. But try and play nice.
A lone winged figure trudged down the path, heading toward Demacia.
He had been exiled from the Preservers at his courtmarshall
He had comitted mutiny, but only after being falsely accused of other crimes.
He sighed as he walked onward. He had walked all the way from the Fyrone Flats.
He was wandering Valoran now. looking for jobs, trying to survive.
He continued to trudge along. He needed to find some water.
Rafeo had always taken care of that part. There was no spring anywhere near Him either.
At least not on the map He had stolen.
Xazing, the Desert Tempest, the Wandering Gun, and The Force of the South, walked down his path continuing his travels looking for fame and to make a name for him self. His old life as a merchant was boring and he could see that the warrior was needed in these times more than any profession. Scratching his eye socket he started to try to come up with more nicknames for him self.
Seeing a strange figure down the road he unsheathed his dory and pistol, the pistol holding 18 armor piercing bullets, that are infused with ice magic that makes them like cyrogenic rounds.
"Who goes there? I am Xazing the Desert Tempest, are you hear to collect my bounty?"
The figure walked up to Xazing.
"Why should I give You My name? What have You to give in return? The less Who know my name the better."
Narenth eyed the man carefully. Anyone could be a potential threat.
The sun seemed hotter on the return trip to the Tempest Flats than it was when he started in the morning. He had taken way too much of his time trying to figure out what happened to the Oasis Tavern. By the time he actually reached his destination, it had taken him an hour longer than expected.
Presently, Avery stands by the side of the road, in the shade of a rocky outcrop, drinking deep from his canteen. He's gotten a bit used to being outside, but Avery wishes he could simply stay at the League. But Zilean needs a leg man in order to get things done so here he is.
Avery gets ready to push onward back to the league, when he hears heavy footsteps behind him. He prepares to turn and look past the stone outcrop when someones yelling reached his ear. He stays still, attempting to peek at the two figures on the road.
"I have given you my name already, that's just plain not fair!"
Xazing sat down on the ground and put his dory and gun on his lap he looked genuinely disappointed and started to itch his socket again. After what seemed like five minutes he pulled out his pack. He started to rummage through his stuff pulling stuff out throwing things left and right.
"I have water, some food, ammunition, a map, and a teddy bear. Pick one of these and I will trade it for your name."
Narenth didn't want to give out His name at all. But He had no choice.
"Hand Me that water skin. Then You'll have My name."
He stood a safe distance away from the man. making sure nobody would try to bring Him in.
Smiled exuberantly at the wanderer before him, throwing the skin to his hands he asked
"Now a deal is a deal what is your name?"
Started to pick up the scattered things putting the pack back on his back and holstering his weapons. He gave a curious look at the wanderer waiting for the response.
"My name... Is Narenth. I used to be a part of the Preservers. I am no longer."
He took a drink of the water. ah sweet liquids. He savored the taste for a moment.
swishing the water around His parched mouth.
"Now then, what brings you down this lonely road?"
"I am the Desert Temptest, Xazing, I wander looking for fame and fortune. For adventure and travels. And yourself?"
Eager to be getting answers and a conversation, It's lonely on the road and making up nicknames for yourself gets old after awhile.
"I have left The Preservers to seek My own way. I head for Demacia, however I could be convinced to go elsewhere."
This person could well prove useful later on.
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