{JAMMERS! -Raven Tribe- ONLY!} We have read your leader's message, but we are not prepared for an alliance at this time. We will contact you if we are ready to reconsider. You will not make money off of the Crocodiles.
~King Crogall
The 2ic NPC (since Nightshroud hasn't submitted a bio) takes the message and looks it over. He glances between the Croc driver and message. "Tell your leader the proposition wasn't for money-making purposes only. It was a side prospect, we will admit, but the profit would not have been gleaned from your tribe." The NPC stashes the paper in a satchel and extends his right hand/talon/claw (whatever) to shake the croc's hand. A friendly smile spreads on the raven's beak. "See ya later, alligator."
The Croc grunts, smiles, and shakes the Raven's talon. (I think it would be a talon.) "Personally, I'm sorry it couldn't work out. I hope to meet you again on better terms."
The 2ic NPC (since Nightshroud hasn't submitted a bio) takes the message and looks it over. He glances between the Croc driver and message. "Tell your leader the proposition wasn't for money-making purposes only. It was a side prospect, we will admit, but the profit would not have been gleaned from your tribe." The NPC stashes the paper in a satchel and extends his right hand/talon/claw (whatever) to shake the croc's hand. A friendly smile spreads on the raven's beak. "See ya later, alligator."
The Croc grunts, smiles, and shakes the Raven's talon. (I think it would be a talon.) "Personally, I'm sorry it couldn't work out. I hope to meet you again on better terms."
The Raven smiles warmly. "Oh, we will... we will need each other real soon someday." A somewhat evil grin slides across the Ravens beak, quickly morphing back into a smile. "So long, mate." The Raven escorts him back to his Claw Ripper and sees him off.
The Croc grunts, smiles, and shakes the Raven's talon. (I think it would be a talon.) "Personally, I'm sorry it couldn't work out. I hope to meet you again on better terms."
The Raven smiles warmly. "Oh, we will... we will need each other real soon someday." A somewhat evil grin slides across the Ravens beak, quickly morphing back into a smile. "So long, mate." The Raven escorts him back to his Claw Ripper and sees him off.
I, Boulder of the bear tribe propose an alliance between our 2 tribes. We have much to offer.
A 2ic Raven saunters up to Boulder. "'Ellaw. I'm the current Raven Accountant (2ic). Come in. Our leader Rawlin isn't here now, but he should be returning shortly." The Raven escorts you into an extravagant tent with elaborate relics and objects strewn about in a decorative fashion. The tent feels rather comfortable and the temperature is perfect. The 2ic NPC sits down. "I believe our leader, Rawlin, isn't necessarily interested in "alliances" per say, but he is open to mutual relationships and business offers. To get things rolling though, what is your motivation behind allying with us? What do we have that appeals to your tribe to initiate an alliance?" The raven cocks his head to the left with a friendly smile. "Would you like something to drink or eat?"
A raven NPC brings in a tray of Sopapillas (Soap-ah-piyas) and two juice cups, setting it on a center table.
I, Boulder of the bear tribe propose an alliance between our 2 tribes. We have much to offer.
A 2ic Raven saunters up to Boulder. "'Ellaw. I'm the current Raven Accountant (2ic). Come in. Our leader Rawlin isn't here now, but he should be returning shortly." The Raven escorts you into an extravagant tent with elaborate relics and objects strewn about in a decorative fashion. The tent feels rather comfortable and the temperature is perfect. The 2ic NPC sits down. "I believe our leader, Rawlin, isn't necessarily interested in "alliances" per say, but he is open to mutual relationships and business offers. To get things rolling though, what is your motivation behind allying with us? What do we have that appeals to your tribe to initiate an alliance?" The raven cocks his head to the left with a friendly smile. "Would you like something to drink or eat?"
A raven NPC brings in a tray of Sopapillas (Soap-ah-piyas) and two juice cups, setting it on a center table.
OOC: went from bear tribe to gorilla tribe over RP skirmish so I'm Gorbov the gorilla tribe leader now. Lol.
{JAMMERS! -Torahvision- ONLY!} I suggest a defective pact if you get attacked we will help you, we see ravens are great business makers and it would be a great business opportunity
A 2ic Raven saunters up to Boulder. "'Ellaw. I'm the current Raven Accountant (2ic). Come in. Our leader Rawlin isn't here now, but he should be returning shortly." The Raven escorts you into an extravagant tent with elaborate relics and objects strewn about in a decorative fashion. The tent feels rather comfortable and the temperature is perfect. The 2ic NPC sits down. "I believe our leader, Rawlin, isn't necessarily interested in "alliances" per say, but he is open to mutual relationships and business offers. To get things rolling though, what is your motivation behind allying with us? What do we have that appeals to your tribe to initiate an alliance?" The raven cocks his head to the left with a friendly smile. "Would you like something to drink or eat?"
A raven NPC brings in a tray of Sopapillas (Soap-ah-piyas) and two juice cups, setting it on a center table.
OOC: went from bear tribe to gorilla tribe over RP skirmish so I'm Gorbov the gorilla tribe leader now. Lol.
{JAMMERS! -Torahvision- ONLY!} I suggest a defective pact if you get attacked we will help you, we see ravens are great business makers and it would be a great business opportunity
OOC: Well, in that case, the Raven NPC brought fruit.
IC: "Yes, yes. I will have to discuss it with Rawlin first though. If you wish, you can stay until he arrives. Free room and board." The raven exhibits a friendly smile.
Name: Razzian Rank: Thief Appearance: Black and Purple feathers, has various straps across his arms, legs, and chest, wears a red tunic with chi-harness. Backstory: Was hatched and raised in Raven Territory, at the age of 11 was first mentored in thievery, which he has followed ever since, cannot see a shiny object without the desire to steal it, literally, this trait has led to several near-captures and Razzian has been in the prisons of three different tribes over the course of his life. Weapons: Several knives (never brings more than one with him however) which are coated in-non-shiny materials so he doesn't try to "steal them from himself" he also carries a crossbow or grappling hook from time to time. Personality: Goes crazy when exposed to shiny things, otherwise, he mostly remains silent and mysterious. Enjoys: Shiny things, archery, and evenings. Weaknesses: You guessed it, shiny things.
Name: Razzian Rank: Thief Appearance: Black and Purple feathers, has various straps across his arms, legs, and chest, wears a red tunic with chi-harness. Backstory: Was hatched and raised in Raven Territory, at the age of 11 was first mentored in thievery, which he has followed ever since, cannot see a shiny object without the desire to steal it, literally, this trait has led to several near-captures and Razzian has been in the prisons of three different tribes over the course of his life. Weapons: Several knives (never brings more than one with him however) which are coated in-non-shiny materials so he doesn't try to "steal them from himself" he also carries a crossbow or grappling hook from time to time. Personality: Goes crazy when exposed to shiny things, otherwise, he mostly remains silent and mysterious. Enjoys: Shiny things, archery, and evenings. Weaknesses: You guessed it, shiny things.
An NPC confidently walks up to you. "Welcome to our tribe." Glances at your request pamphlet. "Your name is... Razzian? Well, nice to meet you. Our Head Mercenary, Rawlin, is at the Lion City attempting to confirm a business deal between our tribes." Glances at the pamphlet again. "You want to be a thief? 2ic is open and so is 3ic if you feel like the responsibility is something you can handle." He smiles warmly.
Name: Razzian Rank: Thief Appearance: Black and Purple feathers, has various straps across his arms, legs, and chest, wears a red tunic with chi-harness. Backstory: Was hatched and raised in Raven Territory, at the age of 11 was first mentored in thievery, which he has followed ever since, cannot see a shiny object without the desire to steal it, literally, this trait has led to several near-captures and Razzian has been in the prisons of three different tribes over the course of his life. Weapons: Several knives (never brings more than one with him however) which are coated in-non-shiny materials so he doesn't try to "steal them from himself" he also carries a crossbow or grappling hook from time to time. Personality: Goes crazy when exposed to shiny things, otherwise, he mostly remains silent and mysterious. Enjoys: Shiny things, archery, and evenings. Weaknesses: You guessed it, shiny things.
An NPC confidently walks up to you. "Welcome to our tribe." Glances at your request pamphlet. "Your name is... Razzian? Well, nice to meet you. Our Head Mercenary, Rawlin, is at the Lion City attempting to confirm a business deal between our tribes." Glances at the pamphlet again. "You want to be a thief? 2ic is open and so is 3ic if you feel like the responsibility is something you can handle." He smiles warmly.
Razzian looks at himself "who am I, where did I come from?" he thinks to himself "oh wait that's right, i'm a roleplay character )
"So", he whisperers, "nothing yet to do be done" Razzian proceeds to look around the large central building of the Ravens, then walks outside to see a vast mound of iron plates and other junk, for now, he decides to make his home among the scrap until he is assigned a mission of any sort.
OOC: P.S, i'm not quite sure what they are, but i'll go with 3ic
An NPC confidently walks up to you. "Welcome to our tribe." Glances at your request pamphlet. "Your name is... Razzian? Well, nice to meet you. Our Head Mercenary, Rawlin, is at the Lion City attempting to confirm a business deal between our tribes." Glances at the pamphlet again. "You want to be a thief? 2ic is open and so is 3ic if you feel like the responsibility is something you can handle." He smiles warmly.
Razzian looks at himself "who am I, where did I come from?" he thinks to himself "oh wait that's right, i'm a roleplay character )
"So", he whisperers, "nothing yet to do be done" Razzian proceeds to look around the large central building of the Ravens, then walks outside to see a vast mound of iron plates and other junk, for now, he decides to make his home among the scrap until he is assigned a mission of any sort.
OOC: P.S, i'm not quite sure what they are, but i'll go with 3ic
After a faint confused expression, the NPC speaks, "Well, sir. You are 3ic." He salutes. "The official title of the position is 'Overseer'. You help with projects, give advice, and are in command of ever except 1st and 2nd in command. You will also have separate quarters from the main Tribe. Let me take you on a tour of our place real quick." He begins escorting you toward an untouched construction site.
An NPC confidently walks up to you. "Welcome to our tribe." Glances at your request pamphlet. "Your name is... Razzian? Well, nice to meet you. Our Head Mercenary, Rawlin, is at the Lion City attempting to confirm a business deal between our tribes." Glances at the pamphlet again. "You want to be a thief? 2ic is open and so is 3ic if you feel like the responsibility is something you can handle." He smiles warmly.
Razzian looks at himself "who am I, where did I come from?" he thinks to himself "oh wait that's right, i'm a roleplay character )
"So", he whisperers, "nothing yet to do be done" Razzian proceeds to look around the large central building of the Ravens, then walks outside to see a vast mound of iron plates and other junk, for now, he decides to make his home among the scrap until he is assigned a mission of any sort.
OOC: P.S, i'm not quite sure what they are, but i'll go with 3ic
Whilst the NPC is talking to you, a roar is heard as a Raven Flyer descends from the sky, landing a short ways away.
"Oh. That's Rawlin now." The NPC comments.
A raven leaps out of the cock pit. He seems rather ruffled and miffed as he stomps toward the HQ building. His black feathers glint a deep purple every now and then as he walks closer.
A 2ic Raven saunters up to Boulder. "'Ellaw. I'm the current Raven Accountant (2ic). Come in. Our leader Rawlin isn't here now, but he should be returning shortly." The Raven escorts you into an extravagant tent with elaborate relics and objects strewn about in a decorative fashion. The tent feels rather comfortable and the temperature is perfect. The 2ic NPC sits down. "I believe our leader, Rawlin, isn't necessarily interested in "alliances" per say, but he is open to mutual relationships and business offers. To get things rolling though, what is your motivation behind allying with us? What do we have that appeals to your tribe to initiate an alliance?" The raven cocks his head to the left with a friendly smile. "Would you like something to drink or eat?"
A raven NPC brings in a tray of Sopapillas (Soap-ah-piyas) and two juice cups, setting it on a center table.
OOC: went from bear tribe to gorilla tribe over RP skirmish so I'm Gorbov the gorilla tribe leader now. Lol.
{JAMMERS! -Torahvision- ONLY!} I suggest a defective pact if you get attacked we will help you, we see ravens are great business makers and it would be a great business opportunity
An NPC messenger bursts into the room. "Rawlin has arrived." He then races out again.
The 2ic raven turns to you. "Welp. Our leader is here. Seems you won't have to stay as long as I expected." He grins and starts to exit the room. "Follow me, please."
Razzian looks at himself "who am I, where did I come from?" he thinks to himself "oh wait that's right, i'm a roleplay character )
"So", he whisperers, "nothing yet to do be done" Razzian proceeds to look around the large central building of the Ravens, then walks outside to see a vast mound of iron plates and other junk, for now, he decides to make his home among the scrap until he is assigned a mission of any sort.
OOC: P.S, i'm not quite sure what they are, but i'll go with 3ic
After a faint confused expression, the NPC speaks, "Well, sir. You are 3ic." He salutes. "The official title of the position is 'Overseer'. You help with projects, give advice, and are in command of ever except 1st and 2nd in command. You will also have separate quarters from the main Tribe. Let me take you on a tour of our place real quick." He begins escorting you toward an untouched construction site.
After a faint confused expression, the NPC speaks, "Well, sir. You are 3ic." He salutes. "The official title of the position is 'Overseer'. You help with projects, give advice, and are in command of ever except 1st and 2nd in command. You will also have separate quarters from the main Tribe. Let me take you on a tour of our place real quick." He begins escorting you toward an untouched construction site.
Razzian follows the NPC
OOC: You didn't see my last post?
IC: Rawlin arrives. The NPC turns to you. "Well, let's introduce you to the 1ic." He smiles and leads you over to Rawlin. "Sir, this is the latest member of our tribe. His name is Razzian. He has applied for 3ic."
Rawlin grunts and nods to the NPC. He then turns to you and gives a faint smile, waiting for your response.