"I've been very busy with life myself, so I understand the feelings there, it's just I'm also admin for another RP group on Facebook as well, but I'm hoping to contribute more, oh and also, I may be very busy throughout october as…"
""Right." Cyrus replied before exiting the cafe, ignoring Mary all together. Grabbing the man, Cyrus pushed awkwardly until he was in the buggy. "We'll get you to a doctor as soon as possible." Getting…"
"As Philip timidly walked over and gave Thomas the pitcher, whispering in a worried voice to him. Cyrus was concentrating on making sure Ms. Blake was comfortable, despite her wake up method. Just then, Cynthia burst through the door,…"
""If you had done all you could, then the broth would be on the stove or here on the table." Cyrus said with the same cold, calculative voice to Mary. "Vicar, that could do, unpleasant as it seems, it may be the only thing…"
"Looking at Mary, Cyrus put the bag back into his pocket, walked to Emila, and, picking her up, he sat her in the nearest booth. "Try helping next time, won't you? Even a skinny waitress can pick Ms. Blake up, struggling, but…"
"Cynthia came running out just as Philip went out and, in her 'what the hell is going on?' voice, she asked (more like demanded) Philip to tell her what was happening.
Jumping off the buggy, Cyrus dashed to the entrance to see Emila…"
"Cyrus jumped up and took the nearly finished "fantasy Sword" and set it on his anvil before venturing after Mary. As he left the doorway, he saw Thomas speed up and tell him "Get in" as Cyrus leapt into the passenger side…"
"Taking the gun from him, Cyrus looked it over closely. "Hmm...." Then he opened the ammo pouch and looked at one of the rounds, he found the specifics and other information on the items. " Smokeless centerfire…"
Greetings, steampunk ladies and gentlemen, I am Cyrus David Cole II, I have grown up with a fascination for steampunk and the customization that comes with all matter of materials and objects. I do enjoy role-playing and am currently discussing a possible role-play game with some dear colleages of mine and I certainly hope others will join,
As for who I will be portraying, this is my Bio:
Name: Cyrus David Cole II
Appearance: Hazel Eyes, black shoulder length hair, 6'1 ft tall, one eye blind with scar running from hairline to cheekbone, widow's peak, muscular, great endurance, burn marks on his torso, hands and face, deep tan, 3 inch long goatee, (personally made pocket sized spyglass, and a watch his father, Cyrus Theren Cole I, made before he died).
Two sets of clothing as follows: for traveling; black leather ankle length coat with tan sheepskin liner and inseams, cotton skintight white undershirt, denim and wool trousers (for warmth and insulation), frontier hat, fingerless gloves, and 1 pair of simple boots with 2 straps with buckles.
2nd set is for smithing; engineer's cap (usually reversed) or just a bandanna, simple longsleeved tan shirt with rolled up sleeves, usually paired with a brown leather jacket (with burn marks on it) or with leather coveralls (covered in burns), black denim trousers with the legs rolled up (also with burn marks) and 1 pair of black steeltoe combat boots
Note: It is extremely rare that he wears anything else, mostly because every possession he owns, has sentimental value to him of which he refuses to part with. (He DOES wash and maintain everything at least twice a day)
Expertise: Cyrus is skilled in weapon crafting, swordsmanship, and marksmanship, thanks to his early years hunting.
Personality: Cyrus has a brooding mind, he will think of his issues as he works folding metal and forging blades and guns, as he hums and/or sings personal songs his father taught him and what he used to lulliby his little brother to sleep before Theon ran off after suspicions gripped him about his older brother. he doesn't speak unless necessary.
Bio: Born the first child of Cyrus I and Annalessa Cole, Cyrus was interested in weaponology after watching his father win a duel against a family enemy, Cyrus I since has taught him how to forge and wield blades with deadly precision, but after his little brother, Theon, was born (Annalessa died during birth) Cyrus I vowed to care for both children for as long as possible, until a coward stabbed him in the back where his heart was while he and Cyrus were defending Theon from bandits. After 5 years (Cyrus being 16 and Theon being 6) Theon started having suspicions that his brother helped engineer their father's demise. at 7 years old, Theon ran away from home as Cyrus looked for several years with no success finally assumed that Theon had died in the harsh wilderness and became a weaponsmith, selling his products to people who had interest. and one day recieves a mysterious letter hinting that Theon is alive and needs help, and this propels Cyrus to rescue his brother, enlisting the help of anyone willing.
Note: Cyrus suspects that Theon still has harsh feelings toward him so he is cautious about who he enlists to help.
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