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He watched Castle Doma through his binoculars, watching the exit he knew that she used for her little ambles through the countryside. He waited, because he had a purpose. He is known only as The Huntsman, while he may only look like a dwarf there is far more to him than meets the eye. Access to vastly superior technology allows him to become the perfect predator, none can escape him. None, until now...

"Three times.... ...

(OOC: Some GM's notes before I start.

This is a serious, plot-driven PhilSys RP. There is to be NO spamming, and any OOC (out of character) dialogue that is posted in this thread is to be put in parentheses (like the ones I'm using to separate these notes from the intro), as is the usual custom around RPGWW.

Remember, those of you that are in this RP, that my decisions as GM are final. If ...

sometime ago Ikozaedro started an rp in spanish, I wanna see if you guys agree in doing another one in spanish.

A lone figure stood on the ramparts of Baron Castle. It appeared to be a tall human, clad fully in armor of a deep red and black. A horned helmet hid his face. He gazed at the setting sun and realized that his shift would end soon.

He turned around and strode down from the walls. Passed by his replacement, he said nothing. His mind was on one thing: his goal. Passing through a large ...

((OK, lets hope this one doesn't Die.))

Morning arose within the outskirts of the Kingdom.The sky was filled with hues of orange and pink with stray clouds silhouetted infront of the sun.
A gentle breeze blew through the dew-kissed fields causing the tall grass look like rippling waves of an ocean.
a rather large caravan galloped their way down the moist beaten path that spring morn.
The large group of travelers carried along large carts ...

(Yatta! It's my arpee! Apologies for this post, which is bad bad bad, but it's very late at night in my brain. Whoever wants first can have bumped into Brandon... Start.)

-Long Arm of the Law-

Therney is not a good country.

The commoners say it is, but they don't know much anyway. People outside say whatever they like but most of them have never been. To someone with experience, at least of the more ...

(As I have stated before, I'm the GM, yadda yadda, Boomchucka boomchucka, and blah, blah. If you really need to know what I was going to say, just go to the first post in The Chosen One. Other than that, I just hope everyone has fun, and stuff.)

Doma, 1312 AT

The town of Folda was not very well known, despite the fact that it was only 30 minutes on a chocobo from Doma City. ...

Since I can't be in chat and I really want to RP. I'm just going to put up this. Dia mentioned a similiar idea and since I'm bored, I figure I'll test it out! Hope you don't mind Dee.

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Perched on the edge of the country of Inustan, in the port city of Marme, is a stocky black building. The windows are thick panes of old murky brown glass. Painted on one is a ...

Darkness blanketed the city of Doma. The day's work done, many of the citizens could be found in the pubs, enjoying a quiet evening drink. Others were already asleep, mindful of an early start in the morning.

Others still were abroad, their purposes well suited to the cover of darkness. One such individual observed Doma castle through slitted eyes.

Choosing his moment, he slipped across the moat, somehow finding easy purchase upon the slick ice. ...

My name is Jexinair Paren Anres. I've been called that by some people. Some are dead now, a few for that reason. Please, for the love of whatever god you happen to worship, call me Jex. That little indroductory tidbit covered, the next thing I'd have to say is that I'm flattered in your interest in my life story. Wait...what's that? Oh...you didn't want the entire Life of Jex Anres, eh? Oh well. It's a ...