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| Maximillian | Jun 10 2008, 03:15 AM |
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Grand Duke of Nautilla
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Name of plot: The Royal Intrepid Gentlemen's Explorers Club Wanted number of role-players:open to males. Information about plot:
Current Situation: The guildhouse of the Royal Intrepid Gentlemen's Explorers Club was alive with a cacophony of sounds that bordered on mild disorganized chaos. The assistant master of the club looked at his timepiece and hoped for the worst. The guildmaster was not yet to arrive for another thirty minutes and already the league's halls appeared like a modernist cubist painting which was gaining ground among the young artist in the continent.The assistant master motioned to the young man following him to try and fetch him a cup of tea. The headlines of national paper were grave and distressing news indeed and if the League will not intervene there would be drastic consequences, but the members were divided on the issue. He paced down the hall giving occassional nods to the older, more stoic members of the club who were more composed than its younger members. The older members though still had the look of aged worriers and that did nothing to alleviate the addled assisstant master. The young man who followed the assistant master was Lord Archibald Pennnington Dempshire, a young initiate whom the Guild Quartermaster had personally inducted into the club several years ago and had proven himself a very useful member of the league in several occasions. The young man forced a cup of beef tea to the assisstant headmaster's hand and nervously took a sip. High Lord, the Duke of Nautillia, Maximillian Gennadius Worthington the August nearly choked on his morning bacon when he read the news -- he choked on the eggs. He immediately put on his clothes and cloak and arrived the League headquarters looking like a mistmatched lionesqued harlequin. The news was quite grave indeed and the Senior League Quartermaster had to hurry for he knew that such a news would be have grave consequences for the country and its assets not to mention the club's interest. He also knew that the Headmaster would not be there till his prescribed hour since of course it was a rule amongst the club members that only the most inept of the members can be elected to the highest ranking positions. And the League Headmaster was such a man. An idiot by all humane standards, and so to with almost a quarter of the club members. The club was kept running only by a handful of men who were adapt at several fields. The League of the Interpid Gentlemen's Explorers Club was an ancient club formed during the early reformation years of the Halventian Intervention of 1467 and it consisted of mostly abled men who loved exploring. It goes to say however that most explorers were dimwitted dullards and most of them were easily lost during their expedition and thus contributed largely to the enlightment of the nation. There were however few men who were genuine explorers and acquired fame and fortune for their explorations and discovery. To a certain degree the right of being a member was hereditary but the members could intervene for one if they saw in that particular member-to-be a potential. The club has been solely responsible for culling the idiots and morons in the continent ever since it was established. The Late Emperor was a distinguished Intrepid Explorer Third Class and the club must now decide whether to intervene and the protect the kingdom of the Child King against the new looming threat. This was never the club's concern. This was only thought only for a mere second by one of the club members who apparently dozed off. The real news however concerned what the bloody happened to the club's mascot... (will edit this still, i need to clarify a few things first.) ...\/ (^ o ^) \/... |
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