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Donal Mac Ruiseart wrote:Aye . . . the Scots, who pray on their knees . . . and prey on their neighbours . . .


Just remember. BAAAAAA means NO!
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Donal Mac Ruiseart wrote:Aye . . . the Scots, who pray on their knees . . . and prey on their neighbours . . .


Just remember. BAAAAAA means NO!
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You can say that again! :twisted:
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You can say....

Hey wait..... :twisted: :twisted:
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Saint-Sever wrote:
Tor Magnusson wrote:I don't.....

I see myself as Tor Magnusson born A.S. 15 in the Shire of Windy Meads in the Kingdom of the West.


Tor,

What a Westerner you are.... :D

M.


Say it with Pride!!!!!!
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Leo Medii wrote:You can say....

Hey wait..... :twisted: :twisted:


He had to type it twice for those who did not get it the first time.....
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It is 1103 and via the Grace and Will of our Lord God, the Franks have conquered the Holy Land. I came to the Principality of Antioch as part of Bohemond's group, in the service of his nephew Tancred, on Crusade. For my service I have been given lands from whence I collect rents and harass the enemies of Christ.

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As a tabletop RPG'er with a Tendai Buddhist persona, I tend to imagine myself within the meta-reality of Ye Aulde Knowne Worlde :roll: rather than in a particular place and time in the real world.

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Brother Kansuke was once a sohei, a warrior monk of the Enryaku-ji, though he was a better warrior than a monk. Kansuke was sincere enough in his intentions, but not especially pious, and was frequently admonished for his occasional light-hearted sacrilege. Nevertheless, he was likeable and equally handy with yari, naginata, or even the occasional sutra.

Away on a pilgrimage when the Enryaku-ji was destroyed in 1571, Kansuke was spared the fate of so many of his comrades. After a time of drifting around Japan with the wrong sort of people, criminals and rootless ronin, Kansuke adopted the pseudonym "Kamaitachi no Kansuke", and eventually found some enemies of the tyrant Nobunaga. He made his way into the service of the Takeda Clan, hoping to do his part to stop the madman who had destroyed his home and his way of life. Kansuke fought in the Battle of Nagashino just long enough to take a musket-ball to the chest, a lamentable death without glory or vengeance.

When he awoke, Kansuke found himself lost in what most certainly had to be one of the Six Realms, probably the "Realm of the Fighting Spirits", a land of endless fighting and war without permanent death. Clearly, he surmised, this was his proper punishment for his lack of piety in life. Hot, dusty, and dry, the strange-looking residents of this sun-scorched, wind-blasted hellscape called it... "Ansteorra". It wasn't actually all that bad, so he decided to stay.

Kansuke notices that many of the denizens believe they are in some other place and time, "Hastings 1066", "14th Century Germany" and so forth - yet they perceive no conflict between their situation and that of anyone else's. It does not trouble the 10th Century Viking to drink with the 15th Century Italian nobleman or the Roman legionnaire, oddly enough.

Kansuke believes that these poor deluded souls are trapped by their attachment to a past life, but since they simply see him as part of their phantasm, he leaves them be - attempting to pull them out only angers them, which serves no good end. On the infrequent occasion that he encounters someone who can pierce the veil and understands the meta-reality of the "Dream", Kansuke is greatly pleased.

Overly educated for a simple spearman, Brother Kansuke sustains and occupies himself by serving as a tutor of letters and natural philosophy to the children of the local free farmers, as well as those of a few lesser nobles. In times of war, Brother Kansuke also serves as a spearman for the Barony of Bryn Gwlad and its worthy Lord, on whose land he resides with his wife.
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spearweasel wrote:As a tabletop RPG'er with a Tendai Buddhist persona, I tend to imagine myself within the meta-reality of Ye Aulde Knowne Worlde :roll: rather than in a particular place and time in the real world.

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Brother Kansuke was once a sohei, a warrior monk of the Enryaku-ji, though he was a better warrior than a monk. Kansuke was sincere enough in his intentions, but not especially pious, and was frequently admonished for his occasional light-hearted sacrilege. Nevertheless, he was likeable and equally handy with yari, naginata, or even the occasional sutra.

Away on a pilgrimage when the Enryaku-ji was destroyed in 1571, Kansuke was spared the fate of so many of his comrades. After a time of drifting around Japan with the wrong sort of people, criminals and rootless ronin, Kansuke adopted the pseudonym "Kamaitachi no Kansuke", and eventually found some enemies of the tyrant Nobunaga. He made his way into the service of the Takeda Clan, hoping to do his part to stop the madman who had destroyed his home and his way of life. Kansuke fought in the Battle of Nagashino just long enough to take a musket-ball to the chest, a lamentable death without glory or vengeance.

When he awoke, Kansuke found himself lost in what most certainly had to be one of the Six Realms, probably the "Realm of the Fighting Spirits", a land of endless fighting and war without permanent death. Clearly, he surmised, this was his proper punishment for his lack of piety in life. Hot, dusty, and dry, the strange-looking residents of this sun-scorched, wind-blasted hellscape called it... "Ansteorra". It wasn't actually all that bad, so he decided to stay.

Kansuke notices that many of the denizens believe they are in some other place and time, "Hastings 1066", "14th Century Germany" and so forth - yet they perceive no conflict between their situation and that of anyone else's. It does not trouble the 10th Century Viking to drink with the 15th Century Italian nobleman or the Roman legionnaire, oddly enough.

Kansuke believes that these poor deluded souls are trapped by their attachment to a past life, but since they simply see him as part of their phantasm, he leaves them be - attempting to pull them out only angers them, which serves no good end. On the infrequent occasion that he encounters someone who can pierce the veil and understands the meta-reality of the "Dream", Kansuke is greatly pleased.

Overly educated for a simple spearman, Brother Kansuke sustains and occupies himself by serving as a tutor of letters and natural philosophy to the children of the local free farmers, as well as those of a few lesser nobles. In times of war, Brother Kansuke also serves as a spearman for the Barony of Bryn Gwlad and its worthy Lord, on whose land he resides with his wife.




THAT is AWESOME...

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Bleddyn De Caldicot had spent his childhood at his father's estate doing what every other noble male would do, train for war and learning to run the estate. When coming of age to fight for Edward the Third in France he and his father set off to show their loyalty to England and to try and redeem their family from their shame due to its Welsh roots. Being only 10 years late in joining the war effort they and the few other armed men from the estate were frowned upon by the English nobility who already had claimed or been given land holdings in France. At the moment it is late 1356 and Bleddyn and his father are with Edward Plantagenet's forces on a sortie into French territory and are within a few days march from Tours. Serving under the Earls of Oxford and Warwick Bleddyn and his father will be fighting on the left flank of the Anglo-Gascon force at the battle of Poitiers. Bleddyn hopes to prove himself worthy to the commanders of the force so he will be given land in France. Right now he makes his living by being a paid man at arms and looting from the French.
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Chello!

My new persona....Bernhard von Bruck:

I'm thinking a man-at-arms in service to the Bishop-Prince of Trier ~1378 who dreams of advancement.....
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A simple secretary and solider of the White company. :wink:
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A literate, civilized Venetian, c. 1300. Like Dante, Adriano pretends to have a lengthy noble lineage, but does not. Pretends his family has title to a Crusader estate and castle in Syria; it does not. Works in family wine, oil and salt trade, dealing impartially with Greeks and Turks; long as it ends up in ducats. Illegitimate children in Padua and Crete.
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Maelgwyn, known as Maelgwyn Dda among the un-Romanized tribes and Caius Aurelius Maglocunus in the more Romanized court, leads a cavalry turmae in patrols and raids out of Caer Camel and hopes for the day when the Saxons will come together as an army so we can smash them once and for all. The year is 508 AD and I serve Arthur ap Uther Pendragon.

Maelgwyn Gruffydd is the second son of a minor Welsh gentleman-landowner with ties of kinship and loyalty to the Tudor dynasty. He was educated at the University in Bologna and now lives as a gentleman-pensioner in the royal household in London when he is not traveling about the continent on the Queen's business. He is a notorious duelist whose friends include Rocco Bonetti and Vincentio Saviolo. The rumor that he has used duels to humiliate certain Spanish or Italian gentlemen for political purposes is unsubstantiated and plausibly deniable, which is not to say untrue. The year is 1598 AD and I serve Gloriana.
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Crimthann mac Ceadda wrote:
Donal Mac Ruiseart wrote:Aye . . . the Scots, who pray on their knees . . . and prey on their neighbours . . .


Just remember. BAAAAAA means NO!


Their lips say Baaaaaaa, but their eyes say Baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.
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Maelgwyn wrote:Maelgwyn, known as Maelgwyn Dda among the un-Romanized tribes and Caius Aurelius Maglocunus in the more Romanized court, leads a cavalry turmae in patrols and raids out of Caer Camel and hopes for the day when the Saxons will come together as an army so we can smash them once and for all. The year is 508 AD and I serve Arthur ap Uther Pendragon.

Maelgwyn Gruffydd is the second son of a minor Welsh gentleman-landowner with ties of kinship and loyalty to the Tudor dynasty. He was educated at the University in Bologna and now lives as a gentleman-pensioner in the royal household in London when he is not traveling about the continent on the Queen's business. He is a notorious duelist whose friends include Rocco Bonetti and Vincentio Saviolo. The rumor that he has used duels to humiliate certain Spanish or Italian gentlemen for political purposes is unsubstantiated and plausibly deniable, which is not to say untrue. The year is 1598 AD and I serve Gloriana.


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I'm a civilized, literate (probably over-educated) citizen of Vicenza, which lies within the influence of Venice. It's 1460. My father was a master builder - an artist and architect - and I grew up with a taste for the trappings of the great houses without inheriting any of the money needed to support it. Father felt I should have gone into the Church, but I drifted into noble service as a clerk and courtier.

My expectations of a nice inheritance having been dashed some time ago, I make my living as an adherent to the noble houses surrounding the Doge's palace in Venice. At various times, I've been a scribe, herald, go-between, forger, poet, playwrite, mummer, swordsman, soldier and servant. I dress well, speak well, and try to uphold the honor of my affinity, but I haven't the money to marry and settle down.

My older brother took a more sensible tack in life - he's a captain, serving wherever Venetian interests need a little "stiffening" against the locals. He inherited, he married, he has an heir. I still dress better than he does. :)
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Married to the richest widow I can find. The bigger the better. :D
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