Amadeus

Magellen you're a chocobo knight? http://ffxiv-roleplayers.com/showthread.php?tid=2223 Also, hello new person! Thank you for the something

Aldeus awoke with a yawn and a strech. With his own quarters occupied he'd spent the night in the room he'd set up for his chocobo. Among his many useful skills, Lysander made an outstanding bed and he'd slept wonderfully. Sunlight shone in from outside and he could see it was a beautiful day. The previous evening had been quite the coup. With three new sets of hands to help out, he would finally be able to set himself to the business of rebuilding the order. Though still unsure of his decision to take on the role of Templar, what was the worst that could happen? With three new applicants to the order, Aldeus decided it was important to be presentable and put on a better show of things than he had been, and the foundation of confidence was presentability. He crossed the courtyard without running into anyone and made it to the men's bathing room. Along the wall were a series of stone tubs each elevated off the ground to allow a fire to be lit beneath them. There wasn't any wood to light a fire, but a cold bath was better than nothing. He started running the bath water and stripped off his clothes that now smelled strongly of chocobo. When the bath was fully drawn he turned off the faucet and got in. The water was cold, but refreshing. Like going for a swim in a very small lake. He scrubbed himself clean from head to toe, which for an Elezen was a more daunting task than most, then drained the tub while drying. He cleaned under his nails and filed them. Then trimmed his hair and shaved. With a towel around his waist he poked his head out the door. No one in sight. Perfect. He suddenly realized that if Eadmund was still in his bedroom, he wouldn't be able to get dressed. He felt it was unseemly for a knight to show so much bare flesh to anyone they weren't courting, so he took all the towels he could and wrapped his entire body. To the casual observer he would seem quite mad, but this was the price of honor.

Traditionally it was just Sodomy on a general level, or Bestiality. It's important to note that Anal Sex is/was frowned upon by the Religious institutions of this and that time with either sexes. Really it was a "heathens are backwards". for more information feel free to check out: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Buggery'>http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Buggery as well as http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bugger (emphasis on the Etymology, the rest of the article is about more modern usage.) tl;dr the term "bugger" like most things in the English language has changed with time. One of those "the more you know" stars just flew over my head and broke my window...

lol that face He's only 27, that's what smoking has done to him.

I'm not sure SE knows what a "bugger" is. They use it quite frequently in NPC chat. Just to educate, a bugger is a man who has sex with other men via anal intercourse. That said, I'm on the blasphame boat.

Love listening to everyone's music. If Aldeus had a theme song, it would be something like this... 1qsgBF7ZIsk

Lysander is Aldeus' trusty companion! I'm glad with the legacy mount I'll finally be able to get that Maelstom stuff off of him.

I had a good laugh at the sim city 4 debachle. I hate EA and love to see them fail.

You shouldn't feel bad about your artwork :thumbsup: Your character should feel bad about her weight. She's clearly obese. She's the big yellow one stuck in the sky, right?

You can hammer a nail in with a screwdriver, but don't expect the best results.

((Great job everyone. We'll end it here as people are ICly going to sleep. Also Eadmund, if you find any--magazines in Ald's room. He lives alone. Don't judge.))

The advanced classes lack flexability but increase your effectiveness in their specialty. Bloodbath isn't really useful to a paladin because the life restore scales with damage. It's fine for the murader because the two handed axe does pretty substantial damage, but the one handed sword doesn't. A paladin's healing magic is more useful.

Step one is to apply to our forums. There's a link to the site in my signature.

"They're knightly vowes, to abide by the codes of honor and chivalry and uphold justice. There's some great reading material on it in the library. Assuming no one's stolen the books yet."

/em puts on a fake moustache "Hello, I am a new player. May I have free stuff?"

Aldeus looks down at his feet and reengages and idea he'd been twisting around in his mind more and more. If any other knights had survived the Battle of Carteneau, they'd be in deriliciton of duty by now. Technically speaking, that would make him a Templar. Not High Templar as filling the position after an unexpected death required a vote by the three lower Templar, but he was at least now Templar of Justice. Aldeus looks around "I suppose I don't have a choice. You all still have to take the vowes though." Aldeus' stomach rumbles. "Eventually."

Aldeus lowers down a bit and catches the apple between his chin and breastplate without dropping his tray. "Well, technically I can't induct you as a member. I'm only a junior warden. Only a Templar can administer the vows." Aldeus turns to Iseilen "Are the stables in disrepair? I haven't been out there in a while. This place is a bit too large for one person. Any repair work you'd like to do would be terrific. Though I'm not really able to offer much in the way of hospitality."

"A knight does not exchange in favors. He gives freely and relies on others to do the same. It's in the code. If you'd like to join you need to know it." Aldeus watched as Eadmund pulled ingredients from his bag and his stomach began to lay siege to his thoughts. "And there are vowes that need to be taken. And..."Eadmund removed prepared foods from his bag. "We can cover that later though. I'm sure it's fine. Welcome aboard." Isielin entered and momentarily took his attention from the food. "Oh, miss Iseielin, hello. This is Eadmund. He comes from Limsa Lominsa, likes to cook, and... has an axe. There, now you're up to speed. Eadmund, this is Isielin. She's from Gridania and... gets very thirsty. And with her is Eagle, who you know as much about as I do." Aldeus was a little overwhelmed by all of the people who'd suddenly shown up, but he was thankful for the company. Even if it was heavily armed company.

Aldeus looked to Lysander who looked back at him. "Well, mister... whoever you are from Limsa Lominsa, my name is Aldeus, and I welcome you. I'm not sure how long you'd like to stay though. I'm the only one here. Everyone else is missing." "Kwee!" "Or," Aldeus sighed, "more likely deceased." The man didn't seem to be paying much attention, being more focused on the depleted kitchen than the order's depleted ranks. "I apologize for the mess. I don't have enough time to clean this place anymore. I spend it all working to pay the property taxes."

"Halone's flame!" Aldeus said jumping back in surprise and nearly dropping his tray. "Who are you? You aren't with the Brass Blades are you? I already paid them today."

Thank you very much!

Ooooooohhhhhh. Yes, this would certainly be a free company then. I'm glad the game will have something more substantial for holding groups together than a stone you can speak into. At any rate, we need some more barsh hot heads. We're warden heavy at the moment.

What's FC?

((Meanwhile, at the Hall of Justice the Twelve)) "Kwee," Lysander said while perched outside the door to the kitchen. He was too large to get inside. "You always give the same advice. I don't know why I ask you these questions," Aldeus said as he rummaged through the pantry. It was slim pickings. Three corn meal cakes wrapped in cheese cloth. A quarter of a sack of rice with a hole in the corner that suggested mice had been pilfering from it. And a bottle of wine that belonged to the High Templar that he didn't have the courage to drink himself. "I can't give her the mouse rice, she could get sick. Corn cakes it is." Aldeus unwrapped the cakes and the scent immediatly sent a shock of pain through his stomach. He was ravenously hungry. But honor demanded that he feed his guest first, and the code stated that no master should be obeyed before honor. Not even his stomach. Then again the code also said that he shouldn't needlessly harm himself. "Damn contradictory code. I wish the High Templar was here." "Kwee." Aldeus turned to face Lysander. "You're right. I know you are. They aren't coming back. But I can't stop hoping." "Kwee." "Don't be vulgar." Aldeus put the corn meal cakes on a tray along with two cups of water and headed back to his bedroom.

To be fair, the fastest selling tomb raider game isn't a hard record to beat. Those games have been pretty terrible over the years.