Emeralis00

Ambro looks up from checking his, missing, stuff. You're not to be underestimated yourself it seems. "ooh, rare stuff you say? Sounds like fun." Ambro re-hides his money and shock-stick then puts his spheremount back on, checking to see if all the forms are still there. "So, where should we go next old man?"

Would like to reassure the GM by saying that Emeralis00 was sick and couldn't post, but will post now.

Still, you get your point across. Ambro is most definately NOT a model citizen.

While Destron is talking, Ambro carefully checks to see if he still has his money and shock stick without revealing what he is doing. After all, its not like it is a normal pocket or anything, and my style of clothing essentially consists of knots.

*shaking* um, no. I just watched the trailer for Amnesia and... just no. It reminds me of Theresia (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Theresia), which I currently am putting off finishing since I need to work up the courage to willingly lock myself in a gas chamber to continue.

really weirdly named

they cause the

desserts in my

Yeah, I was wondering who you were talking to.

because the coffee

Destron's Headquarters, Crook of the Plains - Eerongal and Ambrosius "Your words betray your own naivete and hypocrisy. I am aware of your, shall we say, 'negotiation' with the merchant earlier. Is murdering a man for a few pieces of currency a 'needed' thing?" He laughs. "You obviously have no sense of how things work in this world for us. I wouldn't expect someone like you, little more than a bandit, to understand the machinations of power between cities. "Spheremorphs are everything. They are ultimately what marks which city is the most powerful. It is a critical balance. If two cities, such as the twin cities, banded together they could topple the rest of the others." His smile drops for the first time since first seeing him, betraying his own tension, exposing his worries. He is barely even looking at you, seeing some horrid vision of his imagination. "This tournament is not what it appears to be. It is exactly the kind of thing that adventurous Spheremorphs look for. It will draw them like vampire wolves to an injured yak deer. It could end in the ruin of everything we know." You know his tendency towards drama, but this seems more honest than that. He truly believes these things. And he might be right. "Which is why I've brought you here. I need to know what is happening, who is behind these occurrences and what their aims are, if the stability of our world is to be maintained." Ambro frowns. "I felt that I was being watched. Anyway, about this tournament, what do you intend to do about it: win it, stop it or rig it?"

with the pink

Alan Wake? I haven't played it buy I read an article about it today. That quote popped up a few times. Umm no. Silus, you know what I am talking about, I'm sure Ambro appreciates being choked by telekinetic smoke. What is Alan Wake?

I would like to announce that a creation of mine has been turned against me.

Really Silus, really? Thats mean, effective, but mean. I didn't realize that any form that Ambro can use can also be... ... Oh god, Geass...

A voice pierces the Ambro's grogginess "Hey, you ok?" It was the armored man, only he wasn't armored anymore. "Urgh... I've been better, your name is Eerongal correct?" Ambro replies. Ambro looks down at his left arm where his spheremount should be, then looks back at Destron. "The evolved form of smokebraider right? Smoketine...smoketwix...smoke-something-or-other...I was considering killing you when I saw you but I didn't think the old man would like that."

I like the assassins creed one.

Ambro smiled, "Oh no, physical contact is completely unnecessary. Have you ever heard of Geass?" Ambro turns to the man indicated by the armored man. Looking the man straight in the eyes, Ambro activates the Geass with the command, "Tell me who you work for, how many people work for your boss and what are your boss's goals."

Ambro notices the tightening grip on the hammer, and the slight flick of the eyes at Ambro's spheremount. The armored man flashes with the light of a Transition. "Can I.....Help you?" asks the man. Ambro looks around the alley, noticing the slight blood splatter and the men cowering on the ground. Ambro replies, " Sure, I was looking for some...fun, and it seemed like you were starting an interrogation. I have a formsphere that is particularly good for that, if you would like my help?" Ambro scratches at his leather bands, revealing patches of scaly red skin. "what say you Don Quijote?"

Hey Silus, I am just going to post Ambro's reply to Eerongal.

Currently I am reading Factotum, Dracula, The Written, The Book of Five Rings, Zombie Survival guide and re-reading, Sabriel, Deadhouse Gates, Way of Kings, Imager, and Stormfront. yes, all in the same day. No, i don't get the plot-lines mixed up. I have read Blade Itself, and really didn't like it. I want more magic! Tried reading whatever book comes after Wizard's first rule, but got bored and dropped that author from my read-these list. but but I liked Gardens of the moon...

Ambro chuckles again. It seems that I wasn't the only one having fun. Ambro takes a moment to switch from Bladesinger to Baseline then to Geass. Wouldn't want to look like a threat now would I. Ambro walks to where the voice originated, ready to activate the Geass, while packing the loot in a knot of leather bands.

made of cheez-its

Yeah, most all of my Forms lean more toward espionage and assassination. ...! Oh, Form idea for later...

With a manic chuckle, Ambro looks down at the knife. I forgot it had a blade. oops. ;D Ambro begins looting the corpse and stall, picking up his shock stick while doing so. After the looting, Ambro looks and listens for anything interesting to do. you know, I could have just used Geass on him.