Outlaws, cut-throats, purse-cutters, scumbags, rapists, molesters, pyromaniacs, thieves, rogues, brigands, murderers, backstabbers, whore-hunters, robbers, plunderers, looters, pillagers, blackmailers, vigilantes, thugs, burglars, larcenists, shoplifters, fraudsters, scoundrels, villains, rascals, scallywags, swines, bastards, assholes, good-for-nothings, sons-of-bitches, offsprings, mongrels, crooks, charlatans, ruffians, muggers, felons, graverobbers, pedophiles, necrophiles, pickpocketers, plagiators, raiders, rustlers, snatchers, perverts, degenerates, sadists, sadomasochists, bullys, roughnecks, hooligans, hoodlums, punks, bootleggers, bribers, conspirators, opium dealers, smugglers, assassins, rippers, butchers, brutes, savages, pranksters, harrassers, executioners, vandals, heathens, pagans, infidels, traitors, culprits, usurpers, defilers, polluters, maggots, abusers, psychopaths.....
....sinners, sickmen, mugfaces & criminals of all kinds & shapes.....you name it - we have it, in one word:
Bandits. The Vermin of Calradia. Clan TagBandit_
Members:
Gnjus the VultureGnjus is a veteran of more battles than he can remember. Former mercenary captain, now leader of Calradian bandits he is renown for his endless drinking & screwing (women ofc) sessions throughout numerous taverns of Calradia. Feared and hated by men, adored by women he continues to wage his own little wars whenever it suits him. While not drinking & screwing women he spends his time hunting for archers of all kinds & shapes. Those who dont run away usually end up skinned and hanged on the nearest tree. And burned, just in case.
Dado's childhood was terrible, because he was raised in an orphanage, and never knew his parents. For very long time, he was loved by nobody. As a matter of fact, whether it was because of his exceptional ugliness, his foul mouth, or his nasty habit to rape puppies, Dado was the most disliked child in the whole orphanage. Dado hated orphanage and all the other kids. He did all he could to gain their trust and then to betray them at the worst possible moment. After being thrown out of the orphanage and having his penis cut off because he mistaken one of the headmistress's cats for a puppy, Dado wandered the Calradia alone since he was twelve. This trauma had as a consequence that his favorite weapon became the long spear (the longer the better!), cause that was the only way Dado could cope with his loss.
One day he stumbled upon a tavern on the edge of a forest and was drawn in by a mouthwatering smell of ćevapi (kebabs). Inside, Dado saw a man making kebabs from the meat of puppies, while the group of other men was resting and drinking beers. To his amazement, the man looked just like him, only older. Man looked at him, and in the split second they both realized the truth. "Dado", the man said, "I am Gnjus, your father. And these are my bandits." At that moment, Dado had a strange feeling that he finally found his family. Of course, since Dado didn't have penis anymore, the bandits made him sleep in a pit behind the tavern. This wasn't too much of a problem for Dado, as he uses his long spear to climb in and out of his pit.
The son of his mother and father, born in ugly village called Donja Pripizdina, young El was raised by no moral standards. He was very poor, and only way to have shiny objects, which were his addiction, was pickpocketing from wealthy merchants who were traveling nearby. The rumor was that he even stole unborn child from a pregnant maid, nobody knows how, and traded it for a shiny knife. One day in the tavern, as he was observing drunk bumps, searching for shiny things, he spotted a sword of a very ugly mean looking man, and was so attracted to it that he had to make his move. His agility was extraordinary, and with 3 swift moves he slide sword to his inner pocket of his long coat. When he was close to exit, one of the drunk bumps unintentionally pushed him, sword fell on the floor, and the mean man's sharp eyes spotted it. Impressed by El's skill Gnjus offered him a place in his band of brigands.
Born in Đelehovec, son of a local farmer. From earliest stages of his life he was tought how to grow barley, wheat, rye, and other cereals. Though his father pushed him in agriculture, he had fetish for pigs. His father didnt approve the idea of his son being a lowlife pig breeder so at the age of 12 he made a decision that will change his life. He took fathers hammer and killed him on sleep, took over the farm and turned it into a giant pig farm. Later on he found out he was allergic to corn, which was the only food he was able to give to his pigs, so he stopped working as a pig breeder. That stung his hearth, he killed all the pigs on the farm, took his horse and rode to the south, where he met Gnjus, former mercenary captain, now just a scumbag and lowlife. He met him in Tavern in Klotar podravski, they both got drunk , after being intoxicated for a while, Gnjus tried to rape him. As soon as Gnjus made his first move,he reached out for his sword and leaned it on Gnjus throat, and said: Nobody fucks with me. Gnjus, stuned by his reaction, pulled back his body from him, and said: I am impressed, Whats your name, come join me and my fellow bandits. He replied: I am Gazda_the_Swine
Umbra the honourful, he was a veteran of many wars, so devoted was he to battle that he named himself after his sword, the Umbra. After countless years of war all he wanted was to die in a honorable duel. Many had fought him and lost, shining knights, nobility and common folk alike. One day after beating another knight he was resting and preparing for the next chalenger when he smelled a foul scent in the air, then he saw him: a wretched looking man, in rags and rusted armor with a vicious look on his face and a large nose that dominated his wrinkeled face. "So, another one has come to challenge me" Umbra said with a faint smile on his face. The reply came as an axe, flying trough the air and barely missing Umbras head. "How dare you! Without even anoucing a duel!" The smile was gone, replaced with a expression filled with rage. A vicious fight erupted. The rugged man slashed, hacked, kicked and even bitten. So much different from the usual opponents who played by the rules. But Umbra was a veteran and he deflected every blow, then he went to his sword dance, elegant and deadly. He disarmed the Wretch and threw him to the ground. "HA!" He said with glee and moved in for the killing blow. But just as he was about to strike the vicious man took a dagger from his back and slashed at Umbras sword hand! The slash was followed with a kick to the groin and this time Umbra was on the ground, disarmed, with a dagger to his throat. "A hidden weapon? have you no honor?!" Umbra screamed in disbelief. "I fight dirty but i win" the rugged man replied calmly. "No! This is not how i should die, tricked by a scoundrel!" Umbra shook his head. "Then i wont kill you, but you owe your life to me!" The scoundrel said and offered Umbra his hand. "Why should i join with such an honourless man?!" "How many plated knights have fallen by your hand, and i defeated you with a mere dagger" The man said with a vicious smile on his face still holding his hand forward. "The name is Gnjus" he continued "Now take my offer or die here by a treacherous scoundrels trick". Umbra reluctantly took his hand not knowing what the future would bring.
Son of a local shaman and one of him many prostitute wives, Prpavi was exposed to drugs and sexual deviancy form the earliest age. Heavy drug potions made him bipolar and half of the time in uncontrollable violent rage. He grew to an ustable teenager more and more engulfed in the world of heavy opium/absinth potions and many mushrooms and halucinogen herbs, witch just enhanced his schitzophrenia and deviant behaviour. one night in extreme dellusional rage Prpavi killed his fathers harem including his mother. Pealed his fathers face witch he wears inside his helm thinking it gives him courage and his fathers magical shamam skills, and burned the whole village to the gound, yound and old alike, taking with him only his helm and a generations old Greatsword.
He continued to wander aimelessly around the highlands and deserts alike plundering villages, showing no mercy especially for the weaklings tying to defeat him with bow and arrow. He developed an extreme diguist over the years for the things twrown at him and people doing it, he would stop at nothing to get them. man or woman, child or old, a mere pebble thrown at him is enought to put him into a violent trans like state.
One cold night in a tavern he met a man so vile only he himself could match it, that man was Gnjus_the_Quarrelsome. Together they made a pact to pillage the town and share the spoils, from that day on he joined his pack of Bandits and the best is yet to come...
Sanader is a former politician. After being arrested for corruption and embezzlement, he managed to escape the prison by dressing up as a schoolgirl (his mistress smuggled the clothes in the prison). Being chased internationally throughout Calradia, he one day met Gnjus and asked if he could join the clan. Gnjus hesitated, because former politicians are too crooked and corrupted even for this group, but eventually gave in, since Sanader begged so hard and promised he would dress up as a schoolgirl occasionally.
Gnjus found Corwin lying on the tavern floor one day when he was returning from pillaging. Corwin wasn't drunk, he was just too lazy to sit. Since he was looking for a honest week's pay for an honest day's work Gnjus offered him to join his bandits. Although very difficult to move and slow to react, whenever decides to join the clan in a battle he is fearsome, cause the prospect of lying on the battlefield doesn't scare him at all.
The son of a whore and a deranged lunatic imprisoned for public urination on statues of saints. This humble man has had a hard, traumatic life. From his early age, where he learned the differences between man, woman, and the ones who's privates he cut off, to his teen years, when he learnt that thievery ain't the only lifestyle to be had, but that racketeering was also quite profitable. For he had earned a truly disgusting, ugly and disfigured face (probably from his mother's side) as he grew up, the scars, cuts, bruises and broken bones piled up in the mess he today calls a face. He had earned many names throughout the years, bonechewer, cresent daisy, red sea, monstrous jollycrab, tornado tongue (given to him by several ladies), and many many more. Yet his newest name is the one that would define his future career, and it all started on one rainy evening, in a tavern by some rather unknown lake. You see, he was already quite famous for his tendencies to impale his enemies upon an awlpike through their assholes. And so this one evening he encountered a rather hideous looking man. The man took a liking to our "handsome" stranger and challenged him to a duel. Little did he know, that this man was none other that Gnjus, a rugged and terrifying bandit of some repute. The fight was fearsome, shields bashed against each other, swords and pikes clashed, the sound of metal clanking filled the rainy evening. After a long and gruelling duel, gnjus layed on the ground, his weapon thrown away and a pike pointed at his face. Our jolly murderer said in a raspy voice "Flip over bitch..", as Gnjus flipped over, wondering what fate might await him, our murderer started to ram his pike into Gnjus's ass, but alas, to his surprise, he did not hear a scream or swears...he heard..a moan, a moan of pleasure! He immediately pulled the pike out and told the man that he had never met someone who might be crazier than himself, but now he finally has, and that he shall be granted clemency for this act of lunacy. Gnjus stood up off the ground and offered his hand to the man, inviting him to join his group of bandits, to pillage and burn as they please as long as they can. Our murderer accepted, and after that, Gnjus shook his hand and said that he is a true Psychopath.
He, the one with no shadow, was travelling the lands of Calradia for many centuries already. He saw many reigns formed and fell, many good warriors rise and then put their last breath on the field fighting for weird ideas of people he even never saw in his life. He tried to lay low and just blend in with the community, but as the years passed, settlements were created and it was hard for a stranger to stay unnoticed. He roamed the lands like every few years in order to protect his dark secret. One sunny day, while crossing deserts, he heard sounds of a huge battle. Then he met a group of travellers on a hill, and asked them: "Yo mateys, what is the battlin about?" And got answer from a man with heraldic armor: "This battle lasts for long, most of our brothers are dead, we are the last stand, when the enemy finishes with our brothers in arms, we are the last people to stop them."
And thus he joined them. They waited for some time untill the enemy was finished with the guys under the hill and started climbing up. They had no idea what deadly trap awaits them!
After a cruelsome struggle, our group of heroes stood on the hill and enjoyed the smell of fresh intestines and blood lying all over the place.
"Who are you, traveller?" i was asked.
"I am known by the name of Tepes, son of Cepeshi, from the land of Drakulesci."
From that day, he joined the group of Bandits in order to enjoy slaughter, which he forgot was so much fun! For his cruelsome acts on the battlefield he is now known as a Bandit Tepesh the Bloodsucker.
Idzo was a normal peasant who worked hard in the fields. As a baby he was adopted by Pička Materina and Kita Velika.
He was desperate cause he couldn't find his real parents and brother but always kept it inside. He knew that somewhere in Calradia he had a brother named Dado who was wandering around. One day in a tavern on the edge of the forest, after he got drunk, he fell in the pit that was located behind the tavern. There he met a guy who resembled him very much. The guy helped him with his pike to get out. It turned out that the pit dweller is Dado, his long lost brother. Soon after that Idzo met Dado's father Gnjus, who immediately recognized the face of his ex whore in Idzo and realized that Idzo is his younger son. In the morning Gnjus and Idzo went to Idzo's home farm, to grab some clothes and trident so they met Ido's step-father, Kita Velika. He clearly wasn't happy when he heard that Idzo is leaving with Gnjus and rest of the Bandits so he attacked Gnjus but Idzo quicky pulled his knife and stabed Kita Velika, cut his throat and saved Gnjus's life.
Idzo is the youngest and definitely Gnjus's favorite Bandit.
...and many more wannabees....
Teamspeak channel:213.149.60.42:10030For password send me a PM, i don't want any honest men connecting to our TS.
P.S. we usually gather up in the evening, don't be surprised if you find it empty during the day.
Rules & Requirements:Diplomacy:When we come - you run.
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