09-28-2019, 07:10 PM
❝ All right - you all remember the drill. You see something, you tell me, all right? ❞
Edmund was on edge. He always appeared somewhat on edge nowadays, especially after all of the events which had unfolded in the past weeks. First the Lodge was attacked, and then word of his dead brother roaming the Loner Lands got out, and now... Well, of course the Stirlings had ruffled some feathers again. It felt like a catch twenty two; no matter which direction Edmund took the family, it always seemed like it was the wrong move.
Trudging through the woods in silence, Ed's gaze shifted about as he went on patrol with a couple others. Alfie accompanied him, too, sauntering along beside Edmund like his very own personal body guard, the boys both equipped with rifles. ❝ It's a nice day today. ❞ Alfie commented mindlessly to nobody in particular, hair tied back as he rubbed the back of his neck. ❝ ... Yeah, it is. ❞ Ed brushed off, not particularly interested in the weather when his eyes were too busy searching about for imminent danger.
Perhaps if Alfie's conversation had caused a lapse in Edmund's concentration, he wouldn't have taken notice of an empty tin can on the ground, instead freezing and throwing his hand up to get everybody to stop the moment his eyes recognized what was happening. ❝ Nobody move. ❞ He warned, voice grave and dark as he was unable to break his gaze away from the tin can.
Alfie furrowed his brows, also looking down before he began to laugh. ❝ What the hell is even wrong with you? ❞ With that, Ed slowly lowered himself into a crouching position, pressing his lips into a firm line as he tipped his head to the side, staring closely at the can.
And, sure enough, the can was not empty, but sat inside was a grenade, some fishing line tied to the pin and across to tie around a nearby tree. If somebody were to trip over the line, they would've been dead instantly. Ed inhaled deeply, seemingly holding his breath for the longest of times before sighing and looking over his shoulder.
❝ Someone - or some people - have set up traps around here. I want everybody to retrace their steps very, very carefully. We need to go back to the lodge immediately. ❞ He rose to his feet slowly, grasping onto his rifle just in case he had to use it, before looking towards the rest of the patrol group. ❝ I want you all to look out for anything out of place. Even something as inconspicuous as a can on the ground. Wire. Anything. I want you all to get back in one piece. ❞
Sure, Edmund was worried. There was no way he was going to drag Flintlock back into danger again, especially after the outcome of last time. Instead, he had to do all he could to keep everybody safe, even if it meant shooing them back to the Lodge. Perhaps another time he and some braver individuals could return to disable the traps. But, for now, he needed everybody to get back safely.
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⋟ edmund theodore stirling-moray // ed, eddie, moray
⋟ goes by the name edmund moray
⋟ male // he/him
⋟ twenty three // ages real time // born seventh august
⋟ member of flintlock lodge // formerly a traveler with his family
⋟ product of an organized crime family, his father the mafia godfather
⋟ joined FL two years ago
appearance.
⋟ faceclaim - finn cole
⋟ voice claim - finn cole (tw in video. blood & violence)
⋟ 5'9ft // stocky, well-built frame
⋟ muted blue eyes and dirty blonde hair
⋟ physical health - 100% // current injuries: none
⋟ mental health - 100% // N/A
personality.
⋟ quiet in nature but confident in himself
⋟ completely fearless, almost foolishly so
⋟ insensitive and callous // cares for very few
⋟ very calm and calculative // always planning in his head
⋟ disciplined and practices good self-control
⋟ very flirtatious and persuasive // overly lustful
⋟ aloof and untrustworthy // jealous and deceitful
⋟ tactful and knows how to get what he wants
⋟ can be very nasty when he wants to be
⋟ but can also be very protective and faithful too
⋟ has a strong set of morals // has the quality of honor
relationships.
⋟ alfred stirling x leonora moray // both deceased
⋟ three older brothers // alfonso, dominik & franklin
⋟ the fifth stirling-moray brother, thomas, died years ago
⋟ two younger half-siblings // henry & ida
⋟ bisexual but he stays silent about homosexual activity
⋟ husband to blake moray
⋟ father of thomas moray and charlotte moray
⋟ owns a west highland terrier, angus
interaction.
⋟ storage // playlist // pinterest
⋟ physically: very hard // mentally: hard
⋟ father taught him how to kill at a young age
⋟ insensitive towards injuring or killing others // will do so without hesitation
⋟ very abrupt with newcomers but also willing to help them
⋟ often found guarding the lodge with a rifle
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Edmund was on edge. He always appeared somewhat on edge nowadays, especially after all of the events which had unfolded in the past weeks. First the Lodge was attacked, and then word of his dead brother roaming the Loner Lands got out, and now... Well, of course the Stirlings had ruffled some feathers again. It felt like a catch twenty two; no matter which direction Edmund took the family, it always seemed like it was the wrong move.
Trudging through the woods in silence, Ed's gaze shifted about as he went on patrol with a couple others. Alfie accompanied him, too, sauntering along beside Edmund like his very own personal body guard, the boys both equipped with rifles. ❝ It's a nice day today. ❞ Alfie commented mindlessly to nobody in particular, hair tied back as he rubbed the back of his neck. ❝ ... Yeah, it is. ❞ Ed brushed off, not particularly interested in the weather when his eyes were too busy searching about for imminent danger.
Perhaps if Alfie's conversation had caused a lapse in Edmund's concentration, he wouldn't have taken notice of an empty tin can on the ground, instead freezing and throwing his hand up to get everybody to stop the moment his eyes recognized what was happening. ❝ Nobody move. ❞ He warned, voice grave and dark as he was unable to break his gaze away from the tin can.
Alfie furrowed his brows, also looking down before he began to laugh. ❝ What the hell is even wrong with you? ❞ With that, Ed slowly lowered himself into a crouching position, pressing his lips into a firm line as he tipped his head to the side, staring closely at the can.
And, sure enough, the can was not empty, but sat inside was a grenade, some fishing line tied to the pin and across to tie around a nearby tree. If somebody were to trip over the line, they would've been dead instantly. Ed inhaled deeply, seemingly holding his breath for the longest of times before sighing and looking over his shoulder.
❝ Someone - or some people - have set up traps around here. I want everybody to retrace their steps very, very carefully. We need to go back to the lodge immediately. ❞ He rose to his feet slowly, grasping onto his rifle just in case he had to use it, before looking towards the rest of the patrol group. ❝ I want you all to look out for anything out of place. Even something as inconspicuous as a can on the ground. Wire. Anything. I want you all to get back in one piece. ❞
Sure, Edmund was worried. There was no way he was going to drag Flintlock back into danger again, especially after the outcome of last time. Instead, he had to do all he could to keep everybody safe, even if it meant shooing them back to the Lodge. Perhaps another time he and some braver individuals could return to disable the traps. But, for now, he needed everybody to get back safely.
[align=center][div style="width: 350px; text-align: justify; font-family:verdana; font-size: 7px;"][spoiler=tags :: updated 07/20]basics.
⋟ edmund theodore stirling-moray // ed, eddie, moray
⋟ goes by the name edmund moray
⋟ male // he/him
⋟ twenty three // ages real time // born seventh august
⋟ member of flintlock lodge // formerly a traveler with his family
⋟ product of an organized crime family, his father the mafia godfather
⋟ joined FL two years ago
appearance.
⋟ faceclaim - finn cole
⋟ voice claim - finn cole (tw in video. blood & violence)
⋟ 5'9ft // stocky, well-built frame
⋟ muted blue eyes and dirty blonde hair
⋟ physical health - 100% // current injuries: none
⋟ mental health - 100% // N/A
personality.
⋟ quiet in nature but confident in himself
⋟ completely fearless, almost foolishly so
⋟ insensitive and callous // cares for very few
⋟ very calm and calculative // always planning in his head
⋟ disciplined and practices good self-control
⋟ very flirtatious and persuasive // overly lustful
⋟ aloof and untrustworthy // jealous and deceitful
⋟ tactful and knows how to get what he wants
⋟ can be very nasty when he wants to be
⋟ but can also be very protective and faithful too
⋟ has a strong set of morals // has the quality of honor
relationships.
⋟ alfred stirling x leonora moray // both deceased
⋟ three older brothers // alfonso, dominik & franklin
⋟ the fifth stirling-moray brother, thomas, died years ago
⋟ two younger half-siblings // henry & ida
⋟ bisexual but he stays silent about homosexual activity
⋟ husband to blake moray
⋟ father of thomas moray and charlotte moray
⋟ owns a west highland terrier, angus
interaction.
⋟ storage // playlist // pinterest
⋟ physically: very hard // mentally: hard
⋟ father taught him how to kill at a young age
⋟ insensitive towards injuring or killing others // will do so without hesitation
⋟ very abrupt with newcomers but also willing to help them
⋟ often found guarding the lodge with a rifle
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