Kerbachard
Profile
PROFESSIONAL MERCENARY SAILOR
Soldier of Fortune
Student of Sages: Sun Tzu-Louis L’Amour-Jimi Hendrix
Samurai of Peace: Order of the Sohei (The Warrior Monks)
Fighting Philosophies: Aikido-Ninjutsu
Closed Field Weapons of Choice:
Ninja Katana
Magic Tanto Assassin Daggers (2)
Hands
RioT ShoTguN
Two ivory handled Navy Colt revolvers
Open Field Weapons of Choice:
Naginata
M-249 SAW
Time Traveler and Shape Shifter (birds)
Alchemist in the Art of Guitar
Apprentice Scribe
My home is:
Castle Alamut-The Valley of Assassins-Persia
Keyboard symbol for Kerbachard Ninja:
l;IK ©
or when in total stealth
l;ll ©
“You should not linger in desolate ground”-Sun Tzu
“Be thar firstust, with the mostust!”-Pap
...IN MEMORY OF MY FATHER...
Groups
Kerbachard is a member of Biker Art, Blood Red - All things vampiric, Dearly Departed, Flash Fiction, Gaia - The Living Planet, Musical Art and Short stories - Spherical Scriptings.
Journal Entries
Never Eat the Yellow ... Ice!
Posted 6 months ago.
Penny For Your Thoughts
Posted 6 months ago.
Wrong Place-Right Time ... For Trouble
Posted 6 months ago.
Chronicles of MoonRider OvKnyte ... Alchemist Vampyre-*Assassin*
Posted 6 months ago, 1 comment so far.
Every Day Your Alive is a Good Day! ... Especially if your a *Turkey!*
Posted 6 months ago.
Time and Tide ... Wait for no Man
Posted 6 months ago.
Professional Mercenary Sailor on the Electron Sea ... "Land Ahoy?"
Posted 6 months ago, 1 comment so far.
Ancient Practices ... A Slice of Life
Posted 7 months ago.
The Ghost Wind
Posted 7 months ago.
The Trees~by Rush
Posted 7 months ago.
Writing
Never Eat the Yellow ... Ice!
Reeling from the comradely of being on the same wavelength I only assumed that Ronnie was enjoying the dancing light as well…
Green ... With Envy
Enthralled by the drama brewing in the emerald globe, the Alchemist spoke rather loudly to the owl, who had stopped preening his feathers… / “Bodee! Are you watching this!?”
Full Moon ... MoonRider OvKnyte
...that being was unnatural, a creature like I have never seen…
Family Business
The mother, overhearing their burden, poked her head into the parlor and said, “Tonight’s dinner is a cold shoulder of lamb, for there is not enough wood to kindle a fire.”