Name: Witherpool Rank: Commander (if open, and if there are no higher ranks.) Origin: ? Description: Purely white wolf, pretty large. Where's jet black chain mail armor. Where's a cape when not in combat. Very fierce and loyal. Weapons: A chi blaster revolver, a spare chi blaster derringer, a staff, a dagger, and gaunlets. Weaknesses: Too loyal.(Is that even possible?)
OOC: As to your weakness: Of course not!
You are welcomed into the Wolf City with open arms. You are taken to a large office building, very fancy. After a few minutes, you are led into a decent-sized office. A female Wolf acknowledges you. "Hello. My name is Mistress Lupa. I hear you wish to become a commander."
OOC: Thought so. IC: *Witherpool nods grimly, perhaps thinking if he'd made the right decision.* "Affirmative, Lady Lupa."
"We did have some spare Chi, but with this meeting having lasted so long I think that will have run out. However, we should still have some ores, and of course we can lend you Beaver workers. As you know, their skills are unparalleled."
"Fantastic! Are these Beaver workers capable of building vehicles and large weapons?"
"Yes, anything you need building or reparing can be done by them."
*Wera is slightly confused with all the changes brought about* *she also wonders who this Lupa is*
A Wolf guard approaches her. "Say, I recognize you! Yeah, Lord Woldros was wondering where you'd gone. Come with me, I'll take you to him!" The Wolf leads you to the tall castle in the center of the city.
OOC: All in good time.
"You do? Well then, I'll follow I guess." *Wera follows the guard*
You are welcomed into the Wolf City with open arms. You are taken to a large office building, very fancy. After a few minutes, you are led into a decent-sized office. A female Wolf acknowledges you. "Hello. My name is Mistress Lupa. I hear you wish to become a commander."
OOC: Thought so. IC: *Witherpool nods grimly, perhaps thinking if he'd made the right decision.* "Affirmative, Lady Lupa."
*Wera enters the room, she is wearing a ceremonial cloak around her shoulders* "What would the first thing you do if we granted you this position?"
*Wera enters the room, she is wearing a ceremonial cloak around her shoulders* "What would the first thing you do if we granted you this position?"
OOC: See my previous post.
IC: A letter on the floor reads, "I would go kick some frozen butt in a big desert. Position granted?"
IC: *Wera shakes her head* "That was fast." *to Mistress Lupa she asks* "We need to send out a scouting party to relay the response." *she writes out a quick note on a separate piece of paper before handing it to a wolf scout* "See this gets to Witherpool in good time. No one but him is to read the contents."
You are welcomed into the Wolf City with open arms. You are taken to a large office building, very fancy. After a few minutes, you are led into a decent-sized office. A female Wolf acknowledges you. "Hello. My name is Mistress Lupa. I hear you wish to become a commander."
OOC: Thought so. IC: *Witherpool nods grimly, perhaps thinking if he'd made the right decision.* "Affirmative, Lady Lupa."
OOC: Good.
"Mistress is fine. Your application seems to be in order. I believe we have a mission for you, Commander Witherpool. Our allies, the Gorillas, are assaulting Black Fang Mountain in the Outlands. They may need assistance. You may take as many soldiers and vehicles as you need and leave immediately. You are to assist the Gorillas as best you can. Do you have any questions?"
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