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originally posted in:The New Dojo
10/10/2016 9:30:46 PM
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[b][i][u]Dragonborne[/u][/i][/b]
[b]Long after the kindling of the flames, Hawkwood, the Deserter arrived at the dojo.
He was an Unkindled, serving within Farron's Undead Legion when he left, escaping to Firelink Shrine.
He couldn't handle the fighting, or the responsibility of being an Unkindled so he hid away until the someone completed what was needed.
The man who did it, was Mortar and now Hawkwood has come to dojo after hearing tales of it.
Home to the Lords of Cinder.
Home to Balthazar, Mortar, Kross, maybe even Anri.
Maybe....
He approached the gates, knocking on them with an air of sadness.
He knew what had happened. What Yuria had done. But he wasn't there for revenge.
He was there to live a new life. Away from responsibility [/b]
[spoiler]Open![/spoiler]
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Another Undead? Hopefully not crest fallen, god forbid. [b]he sees a man in brass colored armour with a helmet on his offhand.[/b]
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*As this man begins to wank into the Dojo he sees a strange, yet oddly familiar face. Or lack of it, since most of it is covered by his mask, save his blazing crimson eyes and the bridge of his nose. He looks at the man with intrigue, as if he is familiar with you, but shakes his head. No, he doesn't know you. But you look a lot like someone he does. Maybe? No. Maybe? There's certainly a possibility. After a moment of flat out staring at you he shakes his head a little with quick sharp movements and walks over to you, intrigue in his eyes* Hey. Do I know you from somewhere?
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[b]The man looks you up and down, he doesn't seem to recognize you. But he feels something off[/b] "I don't-" [b]He spots your crimson eyes, then falls to one knee, bowing his head down [/b] "Lord Mortar."
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*He places a hand on your shoulder* Please. Stand.
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[b]The man stands, looking up at you [/b] "I am Hawkwood, The Deserter, The Dragonborne."
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Ah, hello good sir. I guess it's kinda obvious that you know who I am. Please, I would kindly ask you to refrain from using all the "Lord Mortar" stuff. Out there, I may be "Lord Mortar" but here I am just Mortar. I don't want you to feel like it's an obligatory thing to do all this for me.
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"Of course my lord- oh I mean Mortar." [b]He chuckles nervously, obviously not comfortable with the situation.[/b]
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Oh, if you feel uncomfortable with that then do what makes you comfortable. *He smiles under his mask as he pats his shoulder a little*
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"Of course my lord. It's just that, meeting the Lord is an honor."
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*He smiles, trying to stay modest* Of course. It was much harder than you think though
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"I do not doubt that. I escaped my duty as an Unkindled.."
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Eh, the hardest part for you would have been preventing Orn from doing it
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"Ornstein was going to do it?"
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Yeah, but then again he would have destroyed Anor Londo, so...
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"Oh... I see
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Yeah. The rest of it was just fighting a lot of stuff. You know, the normal everyday stuff
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"The Lords of Cinder. Yhorm, Aldrich and so on."
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Yeah, exactly
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"I would never be able to attempt such a feat. To defeat a lord of Cinder. This is why I search for the dojo. To meet the ones responsible. Kross Destroyer of Aldrich, Balthazar keeper of the Abyss watchers, Zane and Royal slayers of Brother Lothric and Lothran."
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*Mortar sighs a little* Yeah... About that, I don't think you'll be able to meet all of them. Royal... Left.
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"And what of Kross? Or Zane? Have they stayed?"
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Zane's here but retired. And i don't know of Kross; I certainly haven't seen him.
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"That's a shame. I was looking forward to meeting everyone. Especially you, my lord."
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Yeah, and I thank you for that. Such a shame too. Both Royal and Kross were good friends of mine.
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"Is that so?"
