Name: Vincent, often called Vince
Age: Claims to be in his mid-40's, while he was in fact created in the latter half of 1095 Anno Domini.
Role: Staff - Janitor
Status: As long as anyone can remember, Vince has been there, mopping the floors.
Rooming: N/A, although he's more than willing...
Basics
Name: Nathaniel Durand
Race: Human (Using the Variant option)
Age: 28
Appearance: Tall and broad of shoulder, Nathaniel's face is one of square-jawed, but fresh-faced and clean-shaven countenance. The hair upon his head is a simple dark brown in colour, kept short by regular...
"Of course, your Majesty!" Still shouting, as always, Reginald addressed the feline crook. "Know this, miscreant, you have committed a capital offense! I'm not sure which one, but I'll figure it out post-mortem!" True to his word, Reginald went about the execution aspect of his job before all...
To be perfectly honest, Reginald was still trying to wrap his head around the previous night's occurrences. As a result, he was a tad slow to react, and didn't quite notice the murder-plants until after the action had started. When his mind had finally expunged the unmentionable events, the...
The beginning of their adventure was a rather uneventful one, with the most notable occurrence being the dungeon briefly rumbling, only for nothing to come of it. However, patience, much like sternness, was a virtue, so Reginald the Ironclad was more than willing to wait as long as necessary, so...
With the meeting concluded, it was time to prepare for the imminent dungeoneering that was to commence shortly. Thus, Reginald made his exit, feeling slightly uneasy for reasons unknown. This unease didn't last long, however, as Reginald soon found himself standing before the temple. Made of...
In the land of cardboard, there resided a fellow known as Reginald the Ironclad. The man in question happened to serve a dual purpose as the kingdom's high priest and state executioner, which resulted in his sermons having a decapitation thrown in every once in a while, usually on Tuesdays...
Name: Reginald the Ironclad
Level: 1
Sex: Male
Background: When you were young, your parents were killed by criminals. You've vowed to make your Kingdom a place where people can live in peace.
Mission: Your mission is to raise the Kingdom's Order Level to 5 or higher.
Class: Oracle...
Gaston was quite surprised at how quickly they reached the port. While it was at least somewhat sensible for matters of trade, the young knight had been expecting a grand trek across the land, perhaps even taking some time off to rescue a beautiful maiden from the clutches of a horrid beast...
When the Earthman made his presence known, a look of awe formed on the knight's face. It was truly a beautiful sight to behold. So devoted was he to the faith, that his very body had become a temple to the almighty. Furthermore, Addai's words revealed an inner wisdom on par with the temple...
Gaston had remained silent and nigh-motionless while the rulers of the three kingdoms were present, save for the occasional nervous twitch. Surely, it was an honour of the highest order to even meet people of such regal caliber, let alone be entrusted to undertake a quest of such importance to...