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RoyalBeeMage

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  1. Action 1: gather all the surviving merchent lords to elect a new merchent king. after much debate (arguing) Roy the 5th son of the high merchent king was selected as the main candidate. Action 2: send out all able bodyed people to start gathering reasorces such as wood for construction/fires and food such as fish from the sea and roots/berries from the planes...
  2. huh... i'm truly sorry for just disappering... i though i decided to not sign up...
  3. "a while? and how can i be sure that you're not lying to me to i dont know take advantage of a poor young person with memory loss... i am young right?"
  4. "and how did we meet Elan? how do we know each other?"
  5. "then what is the clinic? oh and who are you? how rude of me to forget to ask."
  6. "the Clinic? am i supposed to know what that is? oh is that the place that stole my memories?"
  7. i dont think i was ever actually in this HG... or maybe i died really eairly on...
  8. name: Roy age (kid): 5 quirk (Power): manipulates luck. can increase or decrease a persons general luck for a copple hours or can control the probability of any given task that relies on luck such as card games, coin flips etc how said power makes you deranged: has to make bets with people for anything that he can, he loves to use his power to avoid being caught by making the person who's chasing him slip at the worst possible moment. he loves running around and causing chaos. other. can do a few magic tricks and card tricks with coins and cards of which he always has a deck in his back pocket. apperance: tall for his age... still short though... had dark brown hair and blue eyes. skill lever (1-10 ten being god and one being ant) 7
  9. roy pointed to himself "my name is roy? nahhh. doesnt sound right... i think you've got the wrong person."
  10. roy tilted his head to the side and blinked. he had absolutly no idea who this 'roy' person was supposed to be. "who?" he asked dumbly.
  11. roy looked thoughtful for a second as he started to locate the source of the voice. he knocked on the door to the room which he thought belonged to teh voice.
  12. "i do have this image of a large group of people... i think i'd be able to recognise them if i met them but i dont know who they are..."
  13. let me quickly do mine now to make it easier nubers wise for you. i will deffinitly make this better later.. i also dont mind which continent i start in for now. Nation's Origin: started off as a group of lords who were also merchents that banded together to form a guild together. National Colors: gold and yellow Nation's Government Type: the top of the top is rulled by an oligarcy of merchent lords who vote for the ruler who is incharge for life. the rest of the lower portions are mostly just democratic. Nation's Faith and beliefs: nothing major. they belive in freedom of speach, identity and religion. Nation's Ruler: lord Roy the 2nd Nation's Primary Race(s): Human Nation's Total Population: coupple million Magic or technology use: they are able to instictivly tell when someone is lying and any deal made with them is binding and will harm the deal breaker. Other information:... not right now...
  14. “How? I don’t remember anything about what happened to me before I woke up.”
  15. “I am calm!” Roy said in a clearly not calm tone
  16. Roy took a deep breath and calmed slightly. He looked in the attendant’s eyes and nodded. “Is this normal for your hotel?”
  17. “My name is… what is it again?” Roy’s eyes widened in a combination of fear, shock and embarrassment. “I can’t remember my name… WHY CANT I REMEMBER IT?!” Roy asked loudly and hysterically.
  18. “Oh perfect another person. Hi can you please help me? I seem to be lost… how long have I been here for?”
  19. Somewhere in an undisclosed room Roy woke up coughing. He was cold and clammy and confused. His head pounded strong enough that he could feel it behind his eyes. When he tried opening said eyes he found that he couldn’t. His eye lids were stuck to his eyes and he had a beach worth of sleep dust on them. as Roy struggled out of bed, all he could remember was that he had been asleep for a very long time. He made his way out of the room and into the corridors. He went up and down the stairs yelling out for others who could help him out.
  20. its mostly just spelling and hand writing in most of its forms... i think i might have dysgraphia with my dyslexia...
  21. uh yeah i would love to meet up with everyone back in the IC... could you ping me when its starting up again incase i miss it somehow.
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