Wan City General Roleplay

Re: Wan City General Roleplay

Postby Dorin » 03 Feb 2017, 15:31

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A grizzled looking figure atop a sad little pony cantered across the glade. Upon his face, a look of disgruntled irritation. The hairs of his beard were beginning to grow white with age, but Gongsun Ji would stubbornly refuse to grow old. In the traditional sense anyway. His makeshift leather armour was in disrepair and a stout helmet sat askew atop his head. The once proud plume of purple feathers were largely broken off by some unfortunate event.

"South... damned south..." Gongsun Ji muttered to himself.

A little outpost soon loomed ahead on the horizon, where he spied a portly figure seated outside who appeared to be consuming a monumental number of pork buns. As the pony trotted closer, it appeared that the rather large gentleman had tears rolling down his face!

"What could possibly ail you?" Gongsun Ji shot sharply at the teary official. "You have a great deal of food before you, and I daresay this is not the first large meal you've had the pleasure of consuming!"

Awaiting the response of the fellow, Gongsun Ji snapped rudely, "Why are you stuffing your face, boy? Don't you have more important things to do? You wear the garb of an official... what is your post?"


No sooner was he trying to comfortably enjoy his meal then someone decided to intrude upon him, oh the rudeness of some people. He was in the midst of some noodles and a nice bowl of broth when the gruff old warrior decided to begin chiding him on matters to which he was neither privy, nor invited. His lips quirked slowly to the side as the fellow rambled on about 'tears' and 'large piles of food.' He was quickly coming to the impression the fellow was either blind, delusional, or both .. perhaps he was a might touched in the head?

His hands touched his eyes. No trace of tear there he could feel. While his robes were still a bit coated with the dust of the road, he'd not become so choked on the sands of travel that his eyes had been watering. He glanced to the table, some buns and soup, about all he could afford in the moment. He'd not near enough money for a 'great deal of food.' To be so lavish in his matters would quickly see him starving in but a few days.

Rather, however, than rising to the bait he simply took a swallow of his tea and motioned the warrior to sit if he was so inclined. "Sit, rest yourself and your proud beast."

Giving the man a quiet, neutral expression while he resumed his consumption of the quite wonderful pork buns indeed. Shame he'd not the money to buy more for the rest of his journey, but the world was as it was. He'd have to manage his stipend better in the future ... assuming he lived long enough through the coming turmoil to have a stipend.

"My post, good sir, is off yonder." Pointing over his shoulder back down to the South. "I am on my way to Wan proper that I might speak with the Governor on the matter of our plans for defense and appraise him on the stores and provisions, but as I am told by word on the road, our goodly Governor has taken everything he could possibly have and run on his back to the capital with as much haste as he could put to his heels.

"Thus, we are left in the sorry state of having no government from which to draw orders or preparations. Thus, I rest my feet a moment and get something for the strength to continue on my way. Then I shall meet with the good men and women who were my superiors in the district office and we shall set about doing what we might for the orderly transition of power into trustable hands. Or, I should hope that will be the goal. I'm afraid I know little of the players who seek to fill the now empty seat of power, and who will try to keep order in the Emperor's name, or who will simply just try to put himself into a position for his own betterment."

He shrugged quietly, serving tea if the fellow was of the taste for it. Moving with all the slow, ritualistic manners of courtesy that were expected to be displayed upon a 'guest' even in strange matters as this. Otherwise, he simply enjoyed his food, sharing a bun or two of the small number he afforded himself on his controlled budget. "When one is without orders or proper direction, is it not the proper course of action to seek the proper course from where he might be able to draw them?

"I'm afraid I'm no soldier, and I've not the pull or influence as the good sir's self, so trying to try some of the men from my county post together to prepare to guard the river against the army gathering just to the South of us, the best I can do it try and see if I might help keep order in Wan and organize our defenses there."
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Re: Wan City General Roleplay

Postby Vartonn » 03 Feb 2017, 20:43

[Open RP] - Lady Pu Cele's Pub, the Morning after the Morning of Many Magistrates
Calistoknight wrote:Xu Bao let out a look of surprise and then had to chuckle a bit at the other man's out burst. He scooped up his cup to save it in case there was a follow up and raised it in a sort of half toast in agreement on the sentiments about the previous magistrate. "I have to agree with you, the sooner the Captain appears in public to be sworn in as Magistrate the better for all of us. But perhaps it's due to the fact that there was some opposition. I saw some nobles, civil servants and others I did not know make some grabs for powers. I suppose the only way we'd be able to find out is if one was to go and talk to Captain Liu. Politics isn't really the place for a blacksmith so I'd rather stay out of it. He took another swig of his wine and slammed it down.

"But damnit, if I have too I'll drag the Captain to the civil offices just to get this done so we can start getting things moving. I know my family, neighbors and myself are worried and the longer no ones in charge the longer things are going to stay the same"


The pudgy warrior nodded sagely as the blacksmith spoke of the vacuum of power. "Aye, I suppose I could go and plead with the captain to make him appear in public, tell him what I think!" the sizable man stroke his beard and grinned. "If he's so intent on not leaving his post for even a second, I could take over for the day, the soldiers have seen me before and I'm too unimpressive to stage a coup... that makes me reliable in such times!" The fat man chuckled at his own self-evaluation. He was starting to show signs of intoxication and ordered two more drinks, one for his new friend and one for lady Pu. "When she's got the time, tell her to come divine my future! And master Xu's too!" He chuckled heartily. "Lady Pu's a great diviner, she can tell future from your drink! I'd have her tell the futures of my brother and niece too, but they're not fans of ale."
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Re: Wan City General Roleplay

Postby Dong Zhou » 04 Feb 2017, 07:45

matheusbrc wrote:Les Gardes

Taking a soup, while listening to his colleagues, a sense of satisfaction arises in Ju-long, coming from that camaraderie that rises on those about to go to war.

"It seems that somehow life brought us all here. Who is walked, the road or us?"

He scans the table, trying to peer into the deep feelings of the other guards.

"How much are you willing to give in this conflict against the rebels?"


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How much was Ma Zang willing to give? He thought for a second before responding, with fire in his eye.

I will sacrifice anything I need to defend my city and empire! Even if it be my own life! I would rather die than see those rebels take the city!

When he finished he realized he was standing, he quickly looked at the others as he slowly, and slightly embarrassedly, sat down.


Well that was a question that could go into dark places and when Ma Zang made his passionate speech, she wondered how much war he had seen. She thought carefully as to how exactly she would answer this, her tone considered and clearly trying to be careful with her answer.

"I would prefer not to die or to give up anything but I will do my duty as an officer of the Wan guard to protect this city from all threats. I am aware of the potential cost but it is better we make the army strong enough that we can get as many people through the fight as alive and well as possible."
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Re: Wan City General Roleplay

Postby LukeYB » 04 Feb 2017, 16:26

DZ wrote:Luke

Li Jun glanced to the sky, it was a good winter's day but it was winter and she knew have the burst of exercise, she would feel the cold as her body wound down. So a walk would help keep her warm but she was clearly wary at a civil servant wanting to get to know her better. Was this a power-play? Did he have something he wished her to turn a blind eye too? Rich men never wanted to know the guards in a good way.

With a sceptical look, she nodded at Wai's request.


"What do you wish to know about me?"


Delighted that the guard seemed receptive to his friendliness, Be gestured that they continue through the market and they began to slowly amble to nowhere in particular.

"It seems the be dying down a little, the major business of the day done." He glanced around absent-mindedly before returning to Jun's question with a light, curious tone in voice. His hands were clasped together and sat behind him as they walked, and he continued to look around as he spoke.

"Well I know so little your history, which is a real shame given your impressive reputation among your peers. Where do you hail from, Captain? And just how long have you been in the service of our city?"
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Re: Wan City General Roleplay

Postby One Sun Mirror » 04 Feb 2017, 21:38

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Upon hearing the fellow begin to bumble about some 'proud beast' and that he should 'rest himself', he clambered off his pony ungraciously, slipping down the side with a great thump. A plume of dust rose around him and he spluttered and waved it away. Looking up at the man before him, Ji saw him touch at his face, no doubt to brush away the tears which had certainly been there.

Turning to the pony, he glared into the eye facing him, raised what he hoped was an authoritative finger and gowled severely the word, "stay!" The animal turned its head - perhaps quizzically - but didn't move, instead pawing the ground with its front hoof.

Bringing his attention back to the teary fool with the lavish banquet, he found that the man was dutifully back to feeding himself. It appeared that the tears were gone at least... did the fellow seek some kind of company? Or had it just been a long day...? Approaching the small table, he took the seat opposite. Suddenly the man looked up at him and begun to answer his question:
Dorin wrote:"My post, good sir, is off yonder." Pointing over his shoulder back down to the South. "I am on my way to Wan proper that I might speak with the Governor on the matter of our plans for defense and appraise him on the stores and provisions, but as I am told by word on the road, our goodly Governor has taken everything he could possibly have and run on his back to the capital with as much haste as he could put to his heels.

"Thus, we are left in the sorry state of having no government from which to draw orders or preparations. Thus, I rest my feet a moment and get something for the strength to continue on my way. Then I shall meet with the good men and women who were my superiors in the district office and we shall set about doing what we might for the orderly transition of power into trustable hands. Or, I should hope that will be the goal. I'm afraid I know little of the players who seek to fill the now empty seat of power, and who will try to keep order in the Emperor's name, or who will simply just try to put himself into a position for his own betterment."

Eyes narrowing, Gongsun Ji groped at his less-than-luxurious beard. "I passed a man on the road heading north with a few attendants... and altogether too much wealth for someone to be carrying in such a manner! He told me he was but a travelling merchant. And yet now I suspect I stumbled upon the Governor himself!"

Upon hearing the rest of his speech, Gongsun Ji shifted uneasily. The man started to faff about, delicately pouring some tea into what appeard to Ji to be a very stylised cup indeed! He wondered why the man didn't just get on with it, or simply offer the stuff and have his guest pour it himself... although in his past experience, people took ire when he broke protocol in this manner, so he held his tongue for now.

Once the tea was poured, he swiped it up in one hand, stood up and marched back to his pony. Offering the cup to it, the beast slurped happily at it, and with a few quick licks, it was gone. Rummaging through the back on the back of the pony, he withdrew a small cloth bag of what appeared to be dry lentils. He dipped his hand into the bag and begun to eat them by the handful, crunching noisily in his mouth. Returning to the table, he refused the man's extravagant offer of a few pork buns and instead offered a handful of his own meal.

The man began to speak again, still quite calmly. He had definitely been crying before though, without doubt. Without doubt... perhaps he wept for joy? Or he had leaky eyes? Luckily Gongsun Ji's eyes were fine and worked just as well as they had when he was young...er.
Dorin wrote:"When one is without orders or proper direction, is it not the proper course of action to seek the proper course from where he might be able to draw them?

"I'm afraid I'm no soldier, and I've not the pull or influence as the good sir's self, so trying to try some of the men from my county post together to prepare to guard the river against the army gathering just to the South of us, the best I can do it try and see if I might help keep order in Wan and organize our defenses there."

"To be honest with you," Gongsun Ji begun, "I am of the mind that the Emperor has forsaken the Empire, thus willingly foregone Heaven's mandate. So I would not blame the citizens or officials of Wan for seeking to further their own careers over defending the honour of the Emperor who won't lift a finger to help them."

Bitterly he continued, "I served as a lieutenant general on the northern borders for a number of years, but was forcibly removed from my post for my dishonourable conduct. I was damned effective... but other military officials had ideas about 'how wars are meant to be fought' and that 'using the commander's son as bait in a trap was completely out of line'.

"So I am making my way south to escape my old life and escape the foul corruption of the north of the Empire. I had not made up my mind if it would be the city of Wan I would go to... or possibly even Xiang Yang to have a chance to show His Imperial Majesty what-for!" He casually tossed another handful of lentils into his mouth and crunched away at them, unabashed of the treasonous words he had uttered.

"Say though, you call yourself no soldier, which I'll admit wreaks of understatement, but your head seems to be screwed on okay about the... er... non-aggressive form of warfare. You're wasted in that old outpost, and your honour is tenfold that of the Son of Heaven! If you are indeed heading to Wan, I would ask to accompany you, boy... uh, sir." He nodded his head awkwardly, having heard that this came off as a respectful gesture.
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Re: Wan City General Roleplay

Postby Dong Zhou » 05 Feb 2017, 11:00

LukeYB wrote:
Delighted that the guard seemed receptive to his friendliness, Be gestured that they continue through the market and they began to slowly amble to nowhere in particular.

"It seems the be dying down a little, the major business of the day done." He glanced around absent-mindedly before returning to Jun's question with a light, curious tone in voice. His hands were clasped together and sat behind him as they walked, and he continued to look around as he spoke.

"Well I know so little your history, which is a real shame given your impressive reputation among your peers. Where do you hail from, Captain? And just how long have you been in the service of our city?"


As they began to walk, Li Jun glanced about as people began to pack up their stalls or make their way home, there would still be sales from those making their way back but this was the period between the day drawing down and before the night-life could start. She was glad she wasn't on night duty tonight and as they walked, she absently spoke.

"I'm a guard, if I do my job right, you wouldn't hear of me. Besides, when crimes come your end it is better the other captains handle it."

Compliments from a higher-up? This was either truly the end times as some troublemakers said or a trap to lure her into something stupid. Li Jun was wary but she couldn't see any way they could use her answer against her so she answered with honesty.

"I was born here, I didn't have money, land or a knack for a trade so when I grew up, I chose the guard for a regular. I knew I could fight pretty well among my peers and I turned out to be good at other aspects of the job so have risen to guard captain over the years."

Maybe if she got the guy talking about himself, it would help with whatever was about to happen.

"What about you, how long have you served in Wan?"
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Re: Wan City General Roleplay

Postby Lady Noh » 06 Feb 2017, 12:35

[[OOC: Been a while...apologies if it is poor, getting my sea-legs back, as it were...]]

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"....vegetables..again?" Came a sigh from an already salivating mouth, it was hard to imagine life without meat though such was the life of a vagabond. The magnitude of flesh was hard to keep to a certain type especially when the pockets were not abunding with gold...gold, the days of seeing that pass ones table seemed a mere dream from now...was it a dream? Of course, only last night did it manifest on the hills laden with maidens and...chicken legs...pig cutlets... The memory of the taste of a simple wing of chicken was becoming vast and irritating.. "If I have to eat that cabbage, I'm just going to....."

A look was never so cutting from the vendor who was attempting to sell multicolored wears, things that Feixiang - or the Rotund Elephant as many called him - this name was well given as he, though of average height, was simply built like that of an elephant and..his shape...spherical, robunesque..or any other quaint word for 'fat' one could muster. This vendor, so sly to heckle the sweat laden mass of folds, one so accustomed to meat yet this man..this seller of vegetables..dared approach and reprimand Feixiang for coinage..for...vegetables.. "...well...I like colors, I guess...you don't happen to have any chicken?... it doesn't matter, any kind will do - any fallen on the floor?.....I'm not proud............nope?" A defeated sigh.

As he turned to the skies, as if pleading them to hurl down a sumptuous feast upon him...a feast, now that was another dream. Feixiang indeed knew that his skills on the battlefield were something to behond, hah! To see those of a more trim physique halt in fear and dread as this large frame came bounding towards them...yes, such a sight - crush! Now that worked up an appetite no one could ever satisfy, though there was no shame in trying! As another sigh left his mouth, Feixiang placed what he had left of the savings from some irrelevent work he had done few weeks previously, he took the vegetarian bun into hand - he had to eat...and all of this, this cabbage filled bread bun from the many depths of hell itself...had to do.. "..One day..."
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Re: Wan City General Roleplay

Postby RCS » 06 Feb 2017, 14:03

Lady Noh wrote:[[OOC: Been a while...apologies if it is poor, getting my sea-legs back, as it were...]]

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Dao Lang was just returning from his meeting with the Captain, Liu Sheng. He ever-so missed his carriage and assistants. He had gotten very out of shape from years of living a life of luxury and decadence. It wasn't particularly a far walk from the garrison to...however far he had made it. Having gone there with a pair of civil officials they had official transportation, but he'd left without them and had to hoof it on foot. That made him wish he had just stuck it out and argued with the guards more, waiting for them to come out and all leave together.
Dao crashed against the side of the counter beside Feixiang, panting. "Water good sir...if you would be so kind."
Dao had probably done business with the merchant at some point, but he was about was sweat-soaked as the large burly warrior beside him and didn't particularly care who he was talking to. He may not have the wealth he once used to, but he still had a good reputation...and credit with most of the merchants in the city.
"I could use something to eat as well. Something sweet to give me some energy."
Only after he had quaffed a few dishes of water and caught his breath did he notice the burly man he was standing beside. He raised an eyebrow and looked the man over.
"I don't suppose you're a Captain of the garrison are you? I'm not having much luck with them, lately."
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Re: Wan City General Roleplay

Postby Lady Noh » 06 Feb 2017, 14:21

RCS wrote:"I don't suppose you're a Captain of the garrison are you? I'm not having much luck with them, lately."



Warning...a sign..something, that would have been much appreciated. However, it seemed all luck had washed from Feixiang's path these few days, lack of silver and most importantly a lack of meat - were his pelts feeling loose?.. As the giant of a man tucked whole heartedly into his vegetable bun, a man took the stage demanding water and something to eat..with the shift the bun he was about to consume fell to the ground. Now, if that bun had been filled with suculant meat this robe-clad fellow would have seen nothing but red, and then black from the beating that would have come from the gluttonous demon that lived within.. "..well, that was rude."

Captain? Did such a man believe him to be of high standing? Something of a compliment, as of late the only question coming his way was 'was that you?', to which the mountain of flesh would side step to the nearest animal, or thing and simply point nonchalantly in any direction to divert attention - cabbage, the bane of his existance. "Luck? If you wish for that you have come to the wrong place..." A saddened look towards the ground at the pathetic mess of fallen bun, it pained Feixiang that a small piece of him was weighing the pros and cons on picking up that bun and continuing the eating - though, the company he was now present in...... "..It seems the heavens are having a joke, at my expense.." A slight chuckle, though it stun Feixiang knowing that was the awful truth about his situation..a warrior, a beast of the chaotic battlefield - or something elaborate as all those aristocratic men would place it. "I'm affraid I'm no Captain, though...get me some sweet tenderloin and you will see a true Captain.." Hah! Fat joke from the heffer, Feixiang one - world nill..some things to lighten the heavy...HEAVY...burden of course. Anyway, this man seemed like he knew this area well as he had no need for greeting or idle talk with the vendor - a simple order..something clicked within Feixiang, this man must be used to throwing out orders to servants that no doubt bent over backwards to lic-- No, lets not go down that dirt track...such a brown visage was enough to bring up the small morsel of cabbage from that vicious vegetable bun. "Why do you ask?...and, what is someone of your standing doing here?...your carriage of gold needed cleaning?" He was not entirely sure of the reactions of those around him, for in all honesty he did not know this man before him..in all honesty, he did not know many names for he simply did not need them..after all, they are all bodies at the end of his fists..or axes..yes, axes, he did enjoy those - however, his precious axes had become lost..travel, food..recently, things were not going in his favor - perhaps this man may be the key to his future......
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Re: Wan City General Roleplay

Postby Dorin » 06 Feb 2017, 14:24

He watched the man quietly as he turned down food, the tea given to his mount. Well, far be it from Ru to make some kind of comment on how someone would take the courtesies he presented. Just continuing to enjoy his food and the soft taste of the drink. Watching the man quietly and studying his behavior, and listening to his tale. Giving a slow nod as he pondered this presentation. His expression schooled and lacking over much to the hint of his thoughts. Just politely giving the occasional nod and occasionally stroked his chin with a thoughtful hum.

One Sun Mirror wrote:"To be honest with you," Gongsun Ji begun, "I am of the mind that the Emperor has forsaken the Empire, thus willingly foregone Heaven's mandate. So I would not blame the citizens or officials of Wan for seeking to further their own careers over defending the honour of the Emperor who won't lift a finger to help them."

Bitterly he continued, "I served as a lieutenant general on the northern borders for a number of years, but was forcibly removed from my post for my dishonourable conduct. I was damned effective... but other military officials had ideas about 'how wars are meant to be fought' and that 'using the commander's son as bait in a trap was completely out of line'.

"So I am making my way south to escape my old life and escape the foul corruption of the north of the Empire. I had not made up my mind if it would be the city of Wan I would go to... or possibly even Xiang Yang to have a chance to show His Imperial Majesty what-for!" He casually tossed another handful of lentils into his mouth and crunched away at them, unabashed of the treasonous words he had uttered.

"Say though, you call yourself no soldier, which I'll admit wreaks of understatement, but your head seems to be screwed on okay about the... er... non-aggressive form of warfare. You're wasted in that old outpost, and your honour is tenfold that of the Son of Heaven! If you are indeed heading to Wan, I would ask to accompany you, boy... uh, sir." He nodded his head awkwardly, having heard that this came off as a respectful gesture.


Fingers slowly smoothed down the thin wisp of hair on his chin as he gave a slow nod. So, this was one of the fellows ill at pleasure with the Son of Heaven? Well, not his place to comment on someone's feelings on a matter. The world could be harsh to some, and offer little in way of kindness or opportunity. Change was on the winds with a rebellion of this magnitude. The folk were stirred up and well organized in their motions. Even if the Han survived, it might well create such chaos that the crown would limp on, a wounded animal with death soon lingering on its flesh.

He took in a slow breath and sighed, giving a shrug. "Well, the times of change are certainly in the air, no doubt. I can but seek out the other men of standing in the region and see if we might be able to keep the city secure and the people protected, and take our course of action from there. If you wish to come along then, good sir, I will not mind the company. Though, I'm a bit of a slow pace to my motions, I'm afraid. So you'll have to bear with me.

"A long travel down the road is something I haven't done in many years, and my time behind a writing table has been ... well, unkind to my ongoing stamina." He motioned to his girth and shrugged with a chuckle. "I am Sun Ru, a humble coin counter I'm afraid, not a man of much more standing or honor than that."

Offering a modest bow to the warrior, his hands clasped in sign of salute before he returned to sitting and finishing the last of his food. "Though, what we will find in Wan, one can only speculate."
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Re: Wan City General Roleplay

Postby RCS » 06 Feb 2017, 16:16

Dao Lang turned to give the man his full attention, something as large as Feixiang deserved one's full attention. In the process he stepped in something. He glanced down at the spot under his foot to see a half-eaten dumpling of some kind. He shook it from his foot as the large man spoke.
"Don't be absurd, a gold carriage would just get you robbed. My carriage is made from a fine oaken stock, from the Yue region where--"
He paused and glanced at the man, furrowing his brow. "I doubt you really care about my carriage. Besides it doesn't need cleaned, it needs someone to pull it. The Magistrate stole all my horses to haul his load out of here when he left."
He stopped and took full stock of the man. He wasn't a guard, but he was certainly an imposing figure.
Dao turned to the merchant. "So, you're not a member of the garrison, hmm?"
He realized he had said that aloud and smiled at the merchant. "Sorry, what I meant to say was...two legs of lamb. One for myself and one for my new friend here. Send the bill round to my estate per usual."
Dao had been quietly hawking off a few pieces of luxury to afford the daily expenses of a house of his size. He couldn't afford to let his gardener go unpaid...the poor man was walking a beat around the house with a pitchfork to keep looters away, lately.
"Now, my good fellow, you look like the kind of lad that could get the respect of a man familiar with a sword?"
He reached up as if to pat the man on the back, but thought better of basking his hand in the man's copious sweat. Of course he was pretty damp, himself from the walk her from the garrison, so he certainly wasn't going to fault the man. He grinned his best salesman's smile, at least the best he could garner under his level of exhaustion.
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Re: Wan City General Roleplay

Postby LukeYB » 06 Feb 2017, 16:19

Dong Zhou wrote:As they began to walk, Li Jun glanced about as people began to pack up their stalls or make their way home, there would still be sales from those making their way back but this was the period between the day drawing down and before the night-life could start. She was glad she wasn't on night duty tonight and as they walked, she absently spoke.

"I'm a guard, if I do my job right, you wouldn't hear of me. Besides, when crimes come your end it is better the other captains handle it."

Compliments from a higher-up? This was either truly the end times as some troublemakers said or a trap to lure her into something stupid. Li Jun was wary but she couldn't see any way they could use her answer against her so she answered with honesty.

"I was born here, I didn't have money, land or a knack for a trade so when I grew up, I chose the guard for a regular. I knew I could fight pretty well among my peers and I turned out to be good at other aspects of the job so have risen to guard captain over the years."

Maybe if she got the guy talking about himself, it would help with whatever was about to happen.

"What about you, how long have you served in Wan?"


Coming to the end of the market, which was quickly emptying, Be stopped to peer over the goods left on one of the more trusted stands. Nothing stood out but he warmly greeted the vendor before moving away with Li Jun - who, in turn, was causing more than a few nerves among the remaining merchants.

"Interesting, I didn't realise you were a native of the city. I suppose that inherit knowledge must come in handy when choosing your profession. I was actually born elsewhere, in a remote village of the Central Plains. In my infancy, my father came to Wan with just myself and enough money to live comfortably during my education." His voice sweetened and trailed off, with happy memories distracting him. A bird flying low overhead returned his focus. "I have been a civil servant here all my adult life, doing my best to stay out of trouble and do my humble best to aid the administration - including some... unfortunate characters that I pray we have now dispelled thanks to our cowardly former Magistrate." Angry thoughts now clouded his memories, so he quickly brought the topic back to something more homely.

"Anyway. Do you support a family, Captain Li?" He smiled absent-mindedly, before a look of realisation washed over his face and he shook his head frantically. "Oh I apologise if that is too personal? I am merely intrigued! It is not something one can learn when working through the various documents related to your employment."
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Re: Wan City General Roleplay

Postby Calistoknight » 06 Feb 2017, 23:12

Vartonn wrote:[Open RP] - Lady Pu Cele's Pub, the Morning after the Morning of Many Magistrates
The pudgy warrior nodded sagely as the blacksmith spoke of the vacuum of power. "Aye, I suppose I could go and plead with the captain to make him appear in public, tell him what I think!" the sizable man stroke his beard and grinned. "If he's so intent on not leaving his post for even a second, I could take over for the day, the soldiers have seen me before and I'm too unimpressive to stage a coup... that makes me reliable in such times!" The fat man chuckled at his own self-evaluation. He was starting to show signs of intoxication and ordered two more drinks, one for his new friend and one for lady Pu. "When she's got the time, tell her to come divine my future! And master Xu's too!" He chuckled heartily. "Lady Pu's a great diviner, she can tell future from your drink! I'd have her tell the futures of my brother and niece too, but they're not fans of ale."


Xu Bao laughed mildly at the man's comment and eagerly took the ordered drink. After a few wines Xu Bao's face was starting to become flush as the alcohol was starting to take affect. "Well if the Captain never leaves his post they'd have to make someone else Magistrate or we'll have to escort the rebel leader in to duel the Captain." Xu Bao laughed at the image that formed in his head, one of the rebel leader being marched in by the city guards to the Captain's office and having the Captain leap onto his desk sword drawn to fight the leader since he's too busy to leave the place.

"But you never know, with all the responsibilities that come with being leader of our fair city, they may need someone to step in as garrison leader.. maybe you can command them there, or what's left of em." He looked up from his cups and smiled "Sure lets have Lady Pu divine our fortune, hopefully it's good if it's not I'll need more to drink" The blacksmith let out another belly laugh, obviously the drinks were affecting him more and more.
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Re: Wan City General Roleplay

Postby UnholyBlade » 06 Feb 2017, 23:52

Dong Zhou wrote:
matheusbrc wrote:Les Gardes

Taking a soup, while listening to his colleagues, a sense of satisfaction arises in Ju-long, coming from that camaraderie that rises on those about to go to war.

"It seems that somehow life brought us all here. Who is walked, the road or us?"

He scans the table, trying to peer into the deep feelings of the other guards.

"How much are you willing to give in this conflict against the rebels?"


Mal Tijie wrote:Guards

How much was Ma Zang willing to give? He thought for a second before responding, with fire in his eye.

I will sacrifice anything I need to defend my city and empire! Even if it be my own life! I would rather die than see those rebels take the city!

When he finished he realized he was standing, he quickly looked at the others as he slowly, and slightly embarrassedly, sat down.


Well that was a question that could go into dark places and when Ma Zang made his passionate speech, she wondered how much war he had seen. She thought carefully as to how exactly she would answer this, her tone considered and clearly trying to be careful with her answer.

"I would prefer not to die or to give up anything but I will do my duty as an officer of the Wan guard to protect this city from all threats. I am aware of the potential cost but it is better we make the army strong enough that we can get as many people through the fight as alive and well as possible."


He looked at each as they spoke round the table. He nodded to Li Jun after they each had their turn. They've heard their stories before, and respected her for choosing the path she did. He got an odd feeling from Ju-Long. He hadn't heard of his master either, and wasn't sure exactly what to make of him. The man was...cryptic. That was the only word Dai Ren could attribute to the man. Ma Zang however, now there is a good man. Loyal, devoted, driven. A good Emperor's man. He sipped his water before speaking, wondering where his dumplings were.

"My family has given everything for the Emperor. I will follow the same example as my father. Nothing would be as it is without the Emperor. That alone is worth the price."
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Re: Wan City General Roleplay

Postby Lady Noh » 07 Feb 2017, 00:38

RCS wrote:Dao Lang turned to give the man his full attention, something as large as Feixiang deserved one's full attention. In the process he stepped in something. He glanced down at the spot under his foot to see a half-eaten dumpling of some kind. He shook it from his foot as the large man spoke.
"Don't be absurd, a gold carriage would just get you robbed. My carriage is made from a fine oaken stock, from the Yue region where--"
He paused and glanced at the man, furrowing his brow. "I doubt you really care about my carriage. Besides it doesn't need cleaned, it needs someone to pull it. The Magistrate stole all my horses to haul his load out of here when he left."
He stopped and took full stock of the man. He wasn't a guard, but he was certainly an imposing figure.
Dao turned to the merchant. "So, you're not a member of the garrison, hmm?"
He realized he had said that aloud and smiled at the merchant. "Sorry, what I meant to say was...two legs of lamb. One for myself and one for my new friend here. Send the bill round to my estate per usual."
Dao had been quietly hawking off a few pieces of luxury to afford the daily expenses of a house of his size. He couldn't afford to let his gardener go unpaid...the poor man was walking a beat around the house with a pitchfork to keep looters away, lately.
"Now, my good fellow, you look like the kind of lad that could get the respect of a man familiar with a sword?"
He reached up as if to pat the man on the back, but thought better of basking his hand in the man's copious sweat. Of course he was pretty damp, himself from the walk her from the garrison, so he certainly wasn't going to fault the man. He grinned his best salesman's smile, at least the best he could garner under his level of exhaustion.



That was all the man had to say, he had said the sweet words that made Feixiang's heart flutter..as a when a man desires a woman, the rotund elephant had lust in his eyes...meat. Perhaps his luck was just about to change, though he would have much prefered if he could afford the lamb himself...as previously said, pride was not a top priority for him. "You, my friend..." With a chortle laugh that was quite loud, though it was heartfelt as the promise of meat was far too much for him to bare...as the laugh came to an end he decided to pat the stranger, possible new friend, on the back - perhaps somewhat a bit too hard, at times Feixiang did not know his own strength..which led him into some awkward situations, those he did not wish to recount.. "Garrison? No, I have no rank and seemingly..no place in this world, as of yet - a plan still in motion...I think..." A sigh.... "..I hope.." There was nothing worse than a failed warrior, he had tried to become part of the grand army to reach the heights of fame as he was confident in his own skills and talent on the battlefield..though of late he was a mere guard for villagers who traded his presence for food when it came to raiding bandits and the odd village thug having too much alcohol - he enjoyed those days, praised as a god and fed like one too.

"You assumed right, though I would not say my weapon of choice was a sword..that small stick is for women and well....nobles.." A gaze from head to toe, he would indeed place this man in the latter category of, noble...afterall he could afford lamb, well, not just lamb but 2 lamb legs! Hah, how he desired the family wealth, or self-made wealth, to have such a commodity each day. As the thought of weapons came across his mind, Feixiang was forced to remember his beloved axes..the twins, the grandure of grand, the jewel of his eye..s. They were given to him by his own 'master' as it were, his father, the very man that helped mould and create what people now call an 'elephant'. His father could foresee his own son's size and as he continued to grow that man would place him on the path to using such largeness to an advantage...strength. A sombre express crossed Feixiang, not for his father, but for his one true love...s; those axes. "I am not usually without weapons, though recently times have been hard for me. I was tired of guarding crops and villages from bandits or their own louts that decided to cause trouble... My axes, they finest smithery you would have ever seen..they were as tusks to an elephant." A smile slowly appeared, his nickname that he had so accustomed to hearing was bestowed upon him by his own father, for an elephant...you see..would be close to impossible to take down by any ordinary man. It was true, his father had spent the savings he had hidden in any nook or cranny to have his son wield - they were not large by any account but impressive enough. They blade was curved and made long to look like two tusks to present the world with his own son, the rotund elephant..Feixiang..though rotund was not a choice that Feixiang would have personally made, but, he did love his father.. "..sad affair really, I had to sell them to...live. Though it seems life is not worth living without them, my axes made life a lot more fun."

Another glance to the noble, or so Feixiang assumed and will always refer to him as. "What of you, noble? I'm sure you have more pressing matters, to running this city than having a strole - or is this you trying to be as one of the common?" Again, chortle and another slap to the noble's back, his strength never coming into question or even realising that most times those before him were never as powerful as he. Feixiang would always remember the barrating lectures of how nobles were when it came to the common man, they would like to present themselves as caring and yet sit from their palace looking down upon the world..he hated them, though, from the nobles came silver..with silver came food and for this, Feixiang would always seek employment within the ivory towers - not so much luck on that front..
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