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Jeph. Jeph didn't remember how he'd gotten to Keeparch, or why for that matter, but here he was. Inexplicably showing up in places and doing stuff seemed to be Jeph's forte. He'd have to find some way to keep track of where everyone else was so that when he appeared somewhere new he knew... well... he'd know something then. Unlike now. The last thing he recalled was stabbing a Paladin in the back after Lyle was killed (this is a good thing). Probably a good thing that he was now out of that place and in this one instead. He decided it'd be a good call to lay low for a while and search out his comrades, if that's what they could be called. Jeph wasn't so sure, as he was celebrating his role in the death of one of them.

Jeph. He pulled his sword from the back of the Paladin. Looks like Lyle did one thing right in his life before he died. There were benefits to fighting such zealous opponents, such as unexpected rat-attacks brutally murdering one of their comrades sending them into a rage. Now Jeph stood over three corpses, two thirds of which were his fault. Damn shame those Paladins had to die. They were probably good guys aside from being Paladins. Jeph looked through their stuff, pulled whatever valuables he could find, and left all their armour and weapons. This could look like a simple 3 way brawl instead of the clusterfuck it was. Jeph then worked his way back through the moving city towards the cart.

I read a portion of that as: "Aside from all of his magic, he's completely non-magical!"

Jeph. Looks like everything's going to hell in a hand-basket again. Why is this becoming normalcy? Either way, Dom was now dealing with their happy troupe's resident mother-fucker. He sure hoped he died soon, would make everything easier. "Dom, I'm going to go look for Stark. Rendezvous back at the cart in 10 minutes, I think. Punch Lyle's teeth in for me, would ya?" And with that, Jeph skulked out into the crowd. If he were Stark, where would he be? Well, first priority would be breaching the perimeter of Paladins, followed by presumably one of two things. Either he'd try to resume what it was got him in such a mess in the first place, or try to distance himself from the situation. Since Jeph had no idea what Stark did, seemed like he only had one path to act on. Stark, presumably, wouldn't just ditch everyone, so he'd go looking for the cart. He knew the cart was last at our old location, so that would be the first place he'd look. Unfortunately for Jeph, that was a place he was trying to avoid, though he's not sure how guarded it would be given the situation that Stark had gotten himself in to. One way to find out, then? Jeph slipped through one of the gaps in the ring and made his way back to the previous location of the cart. The streets were getting sparser and sparser as he went, presumably because people knew now would be a pretty terrible time to go for an evening stroll. Fouled up executions have a way of putting a dampener on an evening. He approached his intended location and heard two semi-familiar voices. He stowed himself behind a tent and sneaked himself a look-see. There were two men dressed in drab brown cloaks with builds that pretty much guaranteed they were wearing armour underneath their robes. Neither of them wore helmets, so Jeph could see their faces clearly. Neither of them looked familiar, though their was one thing about the smaller of the two men that revealed his identity. His nose looked broken and bloodied. "Sir, we shouldn't be out here..." "We're off duty, we can do what we want. Are you going against the order?" "No, sir... I'd never go against the order!" "Good to hear it, now help me figure out where- wait... we're being watched." Jeph tucked his head behind the tent and held his breath, hoping to hear more of their conversation before he would have to reveal himself and escape. Unfortunately, there would be no more words. A sword plunged through the fabric of the tent beside Jeph. This caused Jeph to determine that now would be a good time to get out of here, and such he bolted out into the street. In the street, his face quickly made friends with a hard metal elbow. "That's for my face, ass-hole." Jeph lay splayed out on the ground, and warm blood ran down his face from his nose. Perhaps now would be a good time to fight back instead of trying to run? His hand shot to his sword and whipped it from its sheath. He used the sword to keep the broken-nosed paladin at bay as he stood. The larger paladin walked out of the tent through which he tried to stab Jeph and stood beside his subordinate. They nodded at each other and began advancing on Jeph with swords drawn. This was not going to be fun. Not at all.

Nope.

Jeph. "Dom, you've got a thinking face on right now. If what you're think of is going to find Stark on your own, don't be a moron. Think about it, if you get caught alone you're pretty much fucked. If there're two of us we've got a much better chance in a fight. I agree that we should find Stark though. I imagine our welcome is quickly coming to a close in this city, perhaps in others as well- depending on how vindictive the paladins are feeling." Jeph thought for a moment. That was more words than he'd strung together for at least the past day, maybe two. Probably since Oakheim. He still didn't really know what happened then... was his sister dead? And more importantly, why didn't he care? It seemed like he aught to care about that kind of thing, but it wasn't bothering Jeph. "But yeah, we should act sooner rather than later."

It doesn't help that the LoAFers' title is both a type of shoe and a name for a lazy person.

Snowy, you're being a bit of an elitist ignoramus, imo. Ultimately, none of us can be sure how technology would progress, plus you're taking a very narrow viewpoint on human behaviour. If you think about it, they could also logically just be seeking to make what they have more widespread, and not everyone has the capacity to be a mage or priest. Technology is the non-mystical version of magic, thus those without magic would go to technology. Plus there're still practical inventions like the printing press, which leads to further industrialization and literacy and such. There are other reasons to advance technology than what is combat practical, y'know? Presumably after the events of the game they wouldn't go into a dark age, so there's no reason science and technology wouldn't advance. tl;dr, stfu snowy.

This.

Sci-fire emblem would kick all of the ass.

3. Seems unnecessary to me. Have an entire contrived plot before the RP even begins seems superfluous. The plot should be formed by the events that the characters make happen, don't you think?