It's been over a year since I've RPed (back when Aion first came out). So I decided to do some forum RP to get back into the swing of things. I apologize in advance for how bad or odd it may turn out to be. Also this is an open RP and if you want to you can act as my character. Just don't over dot it. 
It was a glorious morning on the outskirts of Limsa Lominsa with nary a cloud in the sky, birds in the air, a warm breeze was blowing, and the gentle noise of one swearing under his breath. Gerick had finally gotten a job offer after two weeks of finding nothing. He was staring at a sheet of paper like a deer staring blankly at a stampede of on coming chocobos. He hate to admit it but he was lost. The scribbling on the paper was lackluster at best and there were splotches of ink covering up what seemed to be key words for finding his employer.
He sat down hard on the ground and muttered a few words to himself. His stomach responded in kind with a loud rumble as he grabbed his stomach in pain. "It seems you're trying to eat yourself to death." Unfortunately for Gerick he has had to ration his food with the long lull between jobs and was almost completely out. As he patted his stomach he reassured it "Don't worry I'll feed ya."
He pulled out a small skillet and what was left of his lard of his bacon. Several measly shriveled strips. He sighed heavily then started a small fire. As the pan heated up he threw the remaining slices on the pan, relishing the smell of it wafting into the air. He once again picked up his poorly drawn map and started examining it to see if he can cracked the code of spelling errors and missing words.
It was a glorious morning on the outskirts of Limsa Lominsa with nary a cloud in the sky, birds in the air, a warm breeze was blowing, and the gentle noise of one swearing under his breath. Gerick had finally gotten a job offer after two weeks of finding nothing. He was staring at a sheet of paper like a deer staring blankly at a stampede of on coming chocobos. He hate to admit it but he was lost. The scribbling on the paper was lackluster at best and there were splotches of ink covering up what seemed to be key words for finding his employer.
He sat down hard on the ground and muttered a few words to himself. His stomach responded in kind with a loud rumble as he grabbed his stomach in pain. "It seems you're trying to eat yourself to death." Unfortunately for Gerick he has had to ration his food with the long lull between jobs and was almost completely out. As he patted his stomach he reassured it "Don't worry I'll feed ya."
He pulled out a small skillet and what was left of his lard of his bacon. Several measly shriveled strips. He sighed heavily then started a small fire. As the pan heated up he threw the remaining slices on the pan, relishing the smell of it wafting into the air. He once again picked up his poorly drawn map and started examining it to see if he can cracked the code of spelling errors and missing words.
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