America: This Land is MY Land

[Wanderlust_]

[I know. I've taken a Native American mythology course along with a Native American course. I don't mean to sound rude or uppity by any means, I just used it since she wouldn't know about the white men and that would be a reasonable thing to fear.]

Falling Rain looked at Vicious almost like he had lost his mind, he knew as well as any one else that if there was adventure or danger she would be sure to be a part. She leaned down to pat Niakkoma's shoulder before squeezing Swift Bear's flanks and trotting off to keep up with Vicious. "What do you think it is?"

[Gambler]

[You'll have to bare with him sometimes. Lonewolf has native bloodlines to three different tribes.[

Character name
Azriel Flint BlackCloud
Gender
Male
Age
17
Looks


Personality
Flint is strong willed and has a determined spirit. He is bold and doesn't let anything stand in his way of getting something done. He can be a friendly guy but he is mostly reserved and stays to himself or few other people. He isn't the kind who makes friends easily. He keeps the few he has close and watches out for them constantly. He is a reliable guy when something needs to get done in a timely manure or guarded.
Side
Native
Skills
Fighting
Have ill will against the white-men
Yes. It was they who killed his mother and tribe.
History
Flints father was killed in battle before he was born. He mother was killed shortly after. Flint was hidden away as his tribe was eradicated. He was found by a warrior from another tribe who had been passing through and was taken in by this man. He i the only father Flint has ever known and the only one he will Obey. Thee man is, Ahote Vicious Blackwolf. It was he who gave Flint his name.

Name
Fritz Stone Driftblade
Age
25
Gender
Male
Looks

Personality
Stone was always considered a problem child. He is rebellious and tends to fight a lot. Though if he finds something he is interested it he peruses it full force. He is loyal to those who earn it and aggressive to those who cross him. He has been dubbed a demon back home.
Side
Technically Settler
Skill
He is a marksman and was put in charge of a guard patrol
Want the natives gone.
Not really.

[LoneWolf-Gage]

Vicious gave a slight glare to Falling Rain. "A breed that has little concern for the land that they destroy or those they kill." He all but growled. "You should not have come." He sneered. Vicious was not one to bring others along with him when gathering information, especially women. It was why he was away from the tribe for many days at a time. To keep up on information, such as intruders, where the best game was, where the easiest advance for attack would be in battle. Etc.

[Don't take his disposition to heart. He is not sexist he just prefers to be alone when gathering intel.]

[Wanderlust_]

She ignored the glare, more than used to it by now. Sitting back into the cantle, she dropped the rope she used for reins on her horse's withers and let him wander where he wanted until he got too off track, then she would move him back over towards Vicious. "I should not be a warrior, yet I am. Lots of things that I should not do or be but it is the way that Great Spirit leads me that I follow." Falling Rain seemed perhaps more relaxed than she should however that was her way of coping with new things that frightened her. "Will we kill them?"

[I understand! No worries ]

[LoneWolf-Gage]

Vicious ignored the warrior remarks and that of the great spirit. He did not rely on such things anymore. Not since his childhood. He shook his head when she asked if they would kill them. "Not yet." He said firmly. "We will wait. Right now we are only gathering information." He told her. Though if these intruders got hostile he would not hesitate to kill them on sight.

[Hickett]

(Welcome Gambler!)

Ni
She snuck off to the river to observe these new beings. She hadn't listened to any of the adult's conversation about them, and frankly, she didn't care about what they had to say. She stayed hidden in the trees, watching them. Apparently she'd gotten too close, because she thought she saw a man with shaggy hair spot her. She gasped and ducked.

[Wanderlust_]

"But if they are here to destroy what provides for them then they must die. We cannot let them stay here." Falling Rain frowned, she did not see why they were not going to simply eliminate them then and there. It seemed that Vicious had dealt with them before and if he knew what they were capable of then why would he not want them gone as soon as possible.

[LoneWolf-Gage]

Vicious ground his teeth as he turned and put a hand against her horse's chest to ease him into a halt. He pulled the older style musket from his waste band and showed it to her. "Because they have weapons like this and ones that are more powerful. These people, they are not like us. They care nothing for the lives of others." He told her as he placed the gun back in his band. Most of the tribe did not know much about Vicious's past aside from what they saw in and around the tribe. So few knew of his encounter with the white man.

[Wanderlust_]

Falling Rain had not been expecting to stop, so she was jolted slightly, looking wide eyed at the weapon he held. She had no clue what it was or what it could do but it looked powerful. She simply nodded to him, deciding to keep quiet. Picking up her reins, she looked at him, waiting for him to take lead once more.

[Hickett]

Thomas
He ventured into the Forrest to explore. He carried a musket, but had no intention of using it. He hoped that if he found any Indians, they would just want to talk. He waked for a while until he came upon a village. Everybody went in kind of a riot as he did.