noremac
Member
I could start in Libertia and offer you passage to Roadalia of Indoria. You would have to do a little work to pay passage. No hardcore pillaging or anything.Jabroni said:
Azae - A World At War - Out of Character Chat
- Thread starter King Ad Rock
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Lord Zanicus
Insatiable Warlord
Working on a CS still.. Work and life is very selfish.. Hope to get it done in a couple of days if not tomorrow
Zooks
Respawn!
[QUOTE="Lord Zanicus]Working on a CS still.. Work and life is very selfish.. Hope to get it done in a couple of days if not tomorrownoremac said:
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You're character should be a pirate!
King Ad Rock
Abednego
Lakita said:
Sounds pretty good. He could be a connecting character between everyone.noremac said:
[QUOTE="Lord Zanicus]Working on a CS still.. Work and life is very selfish.. Hope to get it done in a couple of days if not tomorrow
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Take your time. I'm going to finish my own CS today and then I'll start working on the first IC post but I doubt I get it done today. Probably more like tomorrow or maybe even the day after. I do plan on it being quite long.
King Ad Rock
Abednego
Updates:
- @Zuka second character, Lilly, is in the cast section.
- @LeSoraAmari character, Arturia is in the cast section.
-We now have a wildlife section for Libertia. Check out the Bora Tesh and the Jakkas, both by our lovely @Lakita
-There is now a description for the Herald of Death, Garnerge. Please thank @Robyn Banks for it
-Added an "Important People of Azae" section in a separate post under the Neutral Characters tab. Keep a look out for Important NPCs popping up in the there. Right now you can check out both Varxas T'Odis II, Emperor Varxas' great-grandson & Lieutenant General Valick Ana of Indoria. Thank @Crucified Fear & @Jabroni for writing their descriptions!
- @Zuka second character, Lilly, is in the cast section.
- @LeSoraAmari character, Arturia is in the cast section.
-We now have a wildlife section for Libertia. Check out the Bora Tesh and the Jakkas, both by our lovely @Lakita
-There is now a description for the Herald of Death, Garnerge. Please thank @Robyn Banks for it
-Added an "Important People of Azae" section in a separate post under the Neutral Characters tab. Keep a look out for Important NPCs popping up in the there. Right now you can check out both Varxas T'Odis II, Emperor Varxas' great-grandson & Lieutenant General Valick Ana of Indoria. Thank @Crucified Fear & @Jabroni for writing their descriptions!
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King Ad Rock
Abednego
Update: I have finished my CS! If anyone is interested in ol' sexy Ziek, take a re-read as I changed some things and added some more. He is now on the top 
of the cast section!
This also means I am now free to begin working on the first IC post! Babaloo!
Edit: We also now have a title for Chapter 1. Tell me what you think!
of the cast section!This also means I am now free to begin working on the first IC post! Babaloo!
Edit: We also now have a title for Chapter 1. Tell me what you think!
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yoikes
The (Not So) Evil Mastermind
Dang am I too late to send my second character CS?
King Ad Rock
Abednego
[QUOTE="too much idea]Dang am I too late to send my second character CS?
[/QUOTE]
Nope sent me a PM with it
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Nope sent me a PM with it
King Ad Rock
Abednego
@bottlecap @Lord Zanicus @Robyn Banks @Lakita @Savagai @Zuka @LeSoraAmari @JustJazzy @Jabroni @Crucified Fear @noremac @Dirk Diggler @too much idea
I have changed the title of the thread. In my past experience this may mean you will stop getting notifications until you post in the thread again. My apologies.
I have changed the title of the thread. In my past experience this may mean you will stop getting notifications until you post in the thread again. My apologies.
Savagai
The Weirdo
King Ad Rock
Abednego
Let me fill your heart with laughter
Togetherness is all I'm after
Whenever you need me, I'll be thereeee
Togetherness is all I'm after
Whenever you need me, I'll be thereeee
Zooks
Respawn!
My fan girl tendencies can not take this many muscular men characters @_@ .....
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Lakita
redbluewhiteblack
Don't worry, my T'Odis dude should calm you down pretty quick ;P
He looks more like a chick than a guy.
...
Although you may have to wait until Chapter 2 of the RP!
He looks more like a chick than a guy.
...
Although you may have to wait until Chapter 2 of the RP!
yoikes
The (Not So) Evil Mastermind
Oh look I got distracted in class
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Lakita
redbluewhiteblack
Heyooooooooo we got an artist here!
Looks pretty great to me!
Looks pretty great to me!
Lord Zanicus
Insatiable Warlord
CHARACTER SHEET
Name: Vyran - “Un-birthed”
Title: Var'Qo Zaat - “White-Faced Shadow”
Race: Nomasdae
Age: 28
Weapon of Choice: Graku Di - “Dual sickle & chain”
(Sickle attached to a type of metal chain with a heavy iron weight at the end.)
Personality: Quiet, ambitious, inquisitive & cunning.
Background:
He was brought into the world of the living under a different and unfortunate circumstance. It was the prowlers of Falcon's Haven who'd first came across the slain Nomasdae woman, located south from the Capitol, who was believed to be out looking for her missing husband. The warriors were shocked to find a young Tral-el feasting on the poor soul's body still. More so when they both spotted a fresh foetus dangling from the corner of the beast's mouth by its own umbilical cord. After they'd successfully chased the creature away, they thought of giving the two bodies a proper burial. Only to discover the premature child, alive. They took him back to the Capitol then.
The orphan grew up under the care of a solitary blind crone. She alone was willing to accept him when others have refused. An abomination, they claimed him to be. A curse! The damned! They called him, the “Un-birthed One”; Vyran!
As soon as Vyran started walking, he'd wandered off by himself unto the streets and markets. Shunned by his own people, he became lost and was turned into a stray child. Stealing and robbing with the other kids who shared his fate became their way of living. By six years of age, he was so good at what he did that he got recruited into an unknown organisation. One which specialised in delivering goods, messages and in acquiring confidential information without being noticed.
The tutors themselves had their faces covered.
Vyran was trained to move quickly and stealthily without making any noise. To negotiate his way through the dark. Even to fight and defend himself without the help of his eyes. He was made to run, fight and even sleep on a narrow beam, simulating the spine of a roof. Forced to scale walls and structures without ropes. Punishment for every mistakes made during training was harsh. While some lessons by itself could clearly mean the end of them if not crippled them.
He was taught to read, write and understand several different languages. Trained to remember every little details of his surroundings, conversations, clients and targets. Practised religiously on the necessary steps and precautions to avoid both detection and capture!
“Getting caught is as good as dead!” The warning rang in his ears.
Four years later, despite of the constant warning at the back of his head, Vyran got careless and was ambushed by an unknown assailant. He was caught and was sentenced to be executed in an arena. There, he was left on his own to fend for himself.
Vyran adapted the gladiatorial methods of fighting then. He wielded various types of weapons and had also learnt, in the most unlikely of places and by a former military Captain, Josh Havvi, the arts of warfare. When he's not training or fighting for his life, Vyran would spend his time playing stone chess with the ex-soldier, as well as revising the techniques and tactics used in past battles and skirmishes. He survived for another three more years. Even when matched against some of the ferocious beasts found in the north, the boy made it through.
At fourteen, he was given the pardon by a Kildran nobleman who was impressed by the boy's display and stone-cold attitude. Vyran decided to return to the organisation immediately upon released. He received a severe punishment —twenty one lashes across his back— for his failure before he could further his training. Vyran then learnt the art of deception. He was taught to blend in with the surroundings and to be under the disguise of various characteristics and personality.
Upon “graduation”, Vyran was awarded with the Graku.
Two years later, he was assigned to his first “real” job. Having complete freedom in executing his task, Vyran decided to make his own mark here. His first target was a ship's Captain, Silver Patch, who also happened to be a smuggler of slaves. In the cover of night, Vyran snuck onboard and successfully assassinated the Captain without a fuss. He skinned the smuggler's face off before decapitating the body whereby he then placed the head on a spike at the ship's bow. Finally, he finished the trophy off by adorning it with a black cloak, giving the impression of a faceless someone standing in front of the vessel.
From that day onwards, on certain occasions, he would wear a skull mask and a black hood. That's when he was given the title, Var'Qo Zaat.
Both Var'Qo Zaat and the final state of his target were feared. People weren't sure if what they'd set their eyes upon was a corpse or the real thing. Though none have ever witnessed Var'Qo Zaat killing anyone, a handful of contacts did catch sight of the assassin during one of their “package exchange” or during an emergency meeting. Due to the lack of evidence and concrete fact, rumours of the assassin were only spread through whispers.
Soon, there have been many sightings of the “White-Faced Shadow” throughout Azae. Many thought he was a phantom, or the ghost of an ancient Nomasdae who returned to haunt the slavers. For there was no way he could have appeared in more than one places at the same time. Unbeknownst to those outside the organisation, Vyran have been promoted and was assigned with a number of apprentices under him. All of them took up on Var'Qo Zaat's image and carried out their task proficiently.
Description: Vyran stood at about 6 foot tall with raven black unkempt hair, hazel brown eyes and tanned skin tone. During combat, he would have his Graku in both hands with the chains usually wrapped around his forearms, otherwise, the weapons will be on his back.
Name: Vyran - “Un-birthed”
Title: Var'Qo Zaat - “White-Faced Shadow”
Race: Nomasdae
Age: 28
Weapon of Choice: Graku Di - “Dual sickle & chain”
(Sickle attached to a type of metal chain with a heavy iron weight at the end.)
Personality: Quiet, ambitious, inquisitive & cunning.
Background:
He was brought into the world of the living under a different and unfortunate circumstance. It was the prowlers of Falcon's Haven who'd first came across the slain Nomasdae woman, located south from the Capitol, who was believed to be out looking for her missing husband. The warriors were shocked to find a young Tral-el feasting on the poor soul's body still. More so when they both spotted a fresh foetus dangling from the corner of the beast's mouth by its own umbilical cord. After they'd successfully chased the creature away, they thought of giving the two bodies a proper burial. Only to discover the premature child, alive. They took him back to the Capitol then.
The orphan grew up under the care of a solitary blind crone. She alone was willing to accept him when others have refused. An abomination, they claimed him to be. A curse! The damned! They called him, the “Un-birthed One”; Vyran!
As soon as Vyran started walking, he'd wandered off by himself unto the streets and markets. Shunned by his own people, he became lost and was turned into a stray child. Stealing and robbing with the other kids who shared his fate became their way of living. By six years of age, he was so good at what he did that he got recruited into an unknown organisation. One which specialised in delivering goods, messages and in acquiring confidential information without being noticed.
The tutors themselves had their faces covered.
Vyran was trained to move quickly and stealthily without making any noise. To negotiate his way through the dark. Even to fight and defend himself without the help of his eyes. He was made to run, fight and even sleep on a narrow beam, simulating the spine of a roof. Forced to scale walls and structures without ropes. Punishment for every mistakes made during training was harsh. While some lessons by itself could clearly mean the end of them if not crippled them.
He was taught to read, write and understand several different languages. Trained to remember every little details of his surroundings, conversations, clients and targets. Practised religiously on the necessary steps and precautions to avoid both detection and capture!
“Getting caught is as good as dead!” The warning rang in his ears.
Four years later, despite of the constant warning at the back of his head, Vyran got careless and was ambushed by an unknown assailant. He was caught and was sentenced to be executed in an arena. There, he was left on his own to fend for himself.
Vyran adapted the gladiatorial methods of fighting then. He wielded various types of weapons and had also learnt, in the most unlikely of places and by a former military Captain, Josh Havvi, the arts of warfare. When he's not training or fighting for his life, Vyran would spend his time playing stone chess with the ex-soldier, as well as revising the techniques and tactics used in past battles and skirmishes. He survived for another three more years. Even when matched against some of the ferocious beasts found in the north, the boy made it through.
At fourteen, he was given the pardon by a Kildran nobleman who was impressed by the boy's display and stone-cold attitude. Vyran decided to return to the organisation immediately upon released. He received a severe punishment —twenty one lashes across his back— for his failure before he could further his training. Vyran then learnt the art of deception. He was taught to blend in with the surroundings and to be under the disguise of various characteristics and personality.
Upon “graduation”, Vyran was awarded with the Graku.
Two years later, he was assigned to his first “real” job. Having complete freedom in executing his task, Vyran decided to make his own mark here. His first target was a ship's Captain, Silver Patch, who also happened to be a smuggler of slaves. In the cover of night, Vyran snuck onboard and successfully assassinated the Captain without a fuss. He skinned the smuggler's face off before decapitating the body whereby he then placed the head on a spike at the ship's bow. Finally, he finished the trophy off by adorning it with a black cloak, giving the impression of a faceless someone standing in front of the vessel.
From that day onwards, on certain occasions, he would wear a skull mask and a black hood. That's when he was given the title, Var'Qo Zaat.
Both Var'Qo Zaat and the final state of his target were feared. People weren't sure if what they'd set their eyes upon was a corpse or the real thing. Though none have ever witnessed Var'Qo Zaat killing anyone, a handful of contacts did catch sight of the assassin during one of their “package exchange” or during an emergency meeting. Due to the lack of evidence and concrete fact, rumours of the assassin were only spread through whispers.
Soon, there have been many sightings of the “White-Faced Shadow” throughout Azae. Many thought he was a phantom, or the ghost of an ancient Nomasdae who returned to haunt the slavers. For there was no way he could have appeared in more than one places at the same time. Unbeknownst to those outside the organisation, Vyran have been promoted and was assigned with a number of apprentices under him. All of them took up on Var'Qo Zaat's image and carried out their task proficiently.
Description: Vyran stood at about 6 foot tall with raven black unkempt hair, hazel brown eyes and tanned skin tone. During combat, he would have his Graku in both hands with the chains usually wrapped around his forearms, otherwise, the weapons will be on his back.
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Zooks
Respawn!
Yes but is his personality a bad boy? Looks are only half it, I do like a bad boy xDLakita said:
Zooks
Respawn!
[QUOTE="Lord Zanicus]
CHARACTER SHEET
Name: Vyran - “Un-birthed”
Title: Var'Qo Zaat - “White-Faced Shadow”
Race: Nomasdae
Age: 28
Weapon of Choice: Graku Di - “Dual sickle & chain”
(Sickle attached to a type of metal chain with a heavy iron weight at the end.)
Personality: Quiet, ambitious, inquisitive & cunning.
Background:
He was brought into the world of the living under a different and unfortunate circumstance. It was the prowlers of Falcon's Haven who'd first came across the slain Nomasdae woman, located south from the Capitol, who was believed to be out looking for her missing husband. The warriors were shocked to find a young Tral-el feasting on the poor soul's body still. More so when they both spotted a fresh foetus dangling from the corner of the beast's mouth by its own umbilical cord. After they'd successfully chased the creature away, they thought of giving the two bodies a proper burial. Only to discover the premature child, alive. They took him back to the Capitol then.
The orphan grew up under the care of a solitary blind crone. She alone was willing to accept him when others have refused. An abomination, they claimed him to be. A curse! The damned! They called him, the “Un-birthed One”; Vyran!
As soon as Vyran started walking, he'd wandered off by himself unto the streets and markets. Shunned by his own people, he became lost and was turned into a stray child. Stealing and robbing with the other kids who shared his fate became their way of living. By six years of age, he was so good at what he did that he got recruited into an unknown organisation. One which specialised in delivering goods, messages and in acquiring confidential information without being noticed.
The tutors themselves had their faces covered.
Vyran was trained to move quickly and stealthily without making any noise. To negotiate his way through the dark. Even to fight and defend himself without the help of his eyes. He was made to run, fight and even sleep on a narrow beam, simulating the spine of a roof. Forced to scale walls and structures without ropes. Punishment for every mistakes made during training was harsh. While some lessons by itself could clearly mean the end of them if not crippled them.
He was taught to read, write and understand several different languages. Trained to remember every little details of his surroundings, conversations, clients and targets. Practised religiously on the necessary steps and precautions to avoid both detection and capture!
“Getting caught is as good as dead!” The warning rang in his ears.
Four years later, despite of the constant warning at the back of his head, Vyran got careless and was ambushed by an unknown assailant. He was caught and was sentenced to be executed in an arena. There, he was left on his own to fend for himself.
Vyran adapted the gladiatorial methods of fighting then. He wielded various types of weapons and had also learnt, in the most unlikely of places and by a former military Captain, Josh Havvi, the arts of warfare. When he's not training or fighting for his life, Vyran would spend his time playing stone chess with the ex-soldier, as well as revising the techniques and tactics used in past battles and skirmishes. He survived for another three more years. Even when matched against some of the ferocious beasts found in the north, the boy made it through.
At fourteen, he was given the pardon by a Kildran nobleman who was impressed by the boy's display and stone-cold attitude. Vyran decided to return to the organisation immediately upon released. He received a severe punishment —twenty one lashes across his back— for his failure before he could further his training. Vyran then learnt the art of deception. He was taught to blend in with the surroundings and to be under the disguise of various characteristics and personality.
Upon “graduation”, Vyran was awarded with the Graku.
Two years later, he was assigned to his first “real” job. Having complete freedom in executing his task, Vyran decided to make his own mark here. His first target was a ship's Captain, Silver Patch, who also happened to be a smuggler of slaves. In the cover of night, Vyran snuck onboard and successfully assassinated the Captain without a fuss. He skinned the smuggler's face off before decapitating the body whereby he then placed the head on a spike at the ship's bow. Finally, he finished the trophy off by adorning it with a black cloak, giving the impression of a faceless someone standing in front of the vessel.
From that day onwards, on certain occasions, he would wear a skull mask and a black hood. That's when he was given the title, Var'Qo Zaat.
Both Var'Qo Zaat and the final state of his target were feared. People weren't sure if what they'd set their eyes upon was a corpse or the real thing. Though none have ever witnessed Var'Qo Zaat killing anyone, a handful of contacts did catch sight of the assassin during one of their “package exchange” or during an emergency meeting. Due to the lack of evidence and concrete fact, rumours of the assassin were only spread through whispers.
Soon, there have been many sightings of the “White-Faced Shadow” throughout Azae. Many thought he was a phantom, or the ghost of an ancient Nomasdae who returned to haunt the slavers. For there was no way he could have appeared in more than one places at the same time. Unbeknownst to those outside the organisation, Vyran have been promoted and was assigned with a number of apprentices under him. All of them took up on Var'Qo Zaat's image and carried out their task proficiently.
Description: Vyran stood at about 6 foot tall with raven black unkempt hair, hazel brown eyes and tanned skin tone. During combat, he would have his Graku in both hands with the chains usually wrapped around his forearms, otherwise, the weapons will be on his back.
[/QUOTE]
..... just to prove a point Lol!
CHARACTER SHEET
Name: Vyran - “Un-birthed”
Title: Var'Qo Zaat - “White-Faced Shadow”
Race: Nomasdae
Age: 28
Weapon of Choice: Graku Di - “Dual sickle & chain”
(Sickle attached to a type of metal chain with a heavy iron weight at the end.)
Personality: Quiet, ambitious, inquisitive & cunning.
Background:
He was brought into the world of the living under a different and unfortunate circumstance. It was the prowlers of Falcon's Haven who'd first came across the slain Nomasdae woman, located south from the Capitol, who was believed to be out looking for her missing husband. The warriors were shocked to find a young Tral-el feasting on the poor soul's body still. More so when they both spotted a fresh foetus dangling from the corner of the beast's mouth by its own umbilical cord. After they'd successfully chased the creature away, they thought of giving the two bodies a proper burial. Only to discover the premature child, alive. They took him back to the Capitol then.
The orphan grew up under the care of a solitary blind crone. She alone was willing to accept him when others have refused. An abomination, they claimed him to be. A curse! The damned! They called him, the “Un-birthed One”; Vyran!
As soon as Vyran started walking, he'd wandered off by himself unto the streets and markets. Shunned by his own people, he became lost and was turned into a stray child. Stealing and robbing with the other kids who shared his fate became their way of living. By six years of age, he was so good at what he did that he got recruited into an unknown organisation. One which specialised in delivering goods, messages and in acquiring confidential information without being noticed.
The tutors themselves had their faces covered.
Vyran was trained to move quickly and stealthily without making any noise. To negotiate his way through the dark. Even to fight and defend himself without the help of his eyes. He was made to run, fight and even sleep on a narrow beam, simulating the spine of a roof. Forced to scale walls and structures without ropes. Punishment for every mistakes made during training was harsh. While some lessons by itself could clearly mean the end of them if not crippled them.
He was taught to read, write and understand several different languages. Trained to remember every little details of his surroundings, conversations, clients and targets. Practised religiously on the necessary steps and precautions to avoid both detection and capture!
“Getting caught is as good as dead!” The warning rang in his ears.
Four years later, despite of the constant warning at the back of his head, Vyran got careless and was ambushed by an unknown assailant. He was caught and was sentenced to be executed in an arena. There, he was left on his own to fend for himself.
Vyran adapted the gladiatorial methods of fighting then. He wielded various types of weapons and had also learnt, in the most unlikely of places and by a former military Captain, Josh Havvi, the arts of warfare. When he's not training or fighting for his life, Vyran would spend his time playing stone chess with the ex-soldier, as well as revising the techniques and tactics used in past battles and skirmishes. He survived for another three more years. Even when matched against some of the ferocious beasts found in the north, the boy made it through.
At fourteen, he was given the pardon by a Kildran nobleman who was impressed by the boy's display and stone-cold attitude. Vyran decided to return to the organisation immediately upon released. He received a severe punishment —twenty one lashes across his back— for his failure before he could further his training. Vyran then learnt the art of deception. He was taught to blend in with the surroundings and to be under the disguise of various characteristics and personality.
Upon “graduation”, Vyran was awarded with the Graku.
Two years later, he was assigned to his first “real” job. Having complete freedom in executing his task, Vyran decided to make his own mark here. His first target was a ship's Captain, Silver Patch, who also happened to be a smuggler of slaves. In the cover of night, Vyran snuck onboard and successfully assassinated the Captain without a fuss. He skinned the smuggler's face off before decapitating the body whereby he then placed the head on a spike at the ship's bow. Finally, he finished the trophy off by adorning it with a black cloak, giving the impression of a faceless someone standing in front of the vessel.
From that day onwards, on certain occasions, he would wear a skull mask and a black hood. That's when he was given the title, Var'Qo Zaat.
Both Var'Qo Zaat and the final state of his target were feared. People weren't sure if what they'd set their eyes upon was a corpse or the real thing. Though none have ever witnessed Var'Qo Zaat killing anyone, a handful of contacts did catch sight of the assassin during one of their “package exchange” or during an emergency meeting. Due to the lack of evidence and concrete fact, rumours of the assassin were only spread through whispers.
Soon, there have been many sightings of the “White-Faced Shadow” throughout Azae. Many thought he was a phantom, or the ghost of an ancient Nomasdae who returned to haunt the slavers. For there was no way he could have appeared in more than one places at the same time. Unbeknownst to those outside the organisation, Vyran have been promoted and was assigned with a number of apprentices under him. All of them took up on Var'Qo Zaat's image and carried out their task proficiently.
Description: Vyran stood at about 6 foot tall with raven black unkempt hair, hazel brown eyes and tanned skin tone. During combat, he would have his Graku in both hands with the chains usually wrapped around his forearms, otherwise, the weapons will be on his back.
[/QUOTE]
..... just to prove a point Lol!
yoikes
The (Not So) Evil Mastermind
[QUOTE="Lord Zanicus]
CHARACTER SHEET
Name: Vyran - “Un-birthed”
Title: Var'Qo Zaat - “White-Faced Shadow”
Race: Nomasdae
Age: 28
Weapon of Choice: Graku Di - “Dual sickle & chain”
(Sickle attached to a type of metal chain with a heavy iron weight at the end.)
Personality: Quiet, ambitious, inquisitive & cunning.
Background:
He was brought into the world of the living under a different and unfortunate circumstance. It was the prowlers of Falcon's Haven who'd first came across the slain Nomasdae woman, located south from the Capitol, who was believed to be out looking for her missing husband. The warriors were shocked to find a young Tral-el feasting on the poor soul's body still. More so when they both spotted a fresh foetus dangling from the corner of the beast's mouth by its own umbilical cord. After they'd successfully chased the creature away, they thought of giving the two bodies a proper burial. Only to discover the premature child, alive. They took him back to the Capitol then.
The orphan grew up under the care of a solitary blind crone. She alone was willing to accept him when others have refused. An abomination, they claimed him to be. A curse! The damned! They called him, the “Un-birthed One”; Vyran!
As soon as Vyran started walking, he'd wandered off by himself unto the streets and markets. Shunned by his own people, he became lost and was turned into a stray child. Stealing and robbing with the other kids who shared his fate became their way of living. By six years of age, he was so good at what he did that he got recruited into an unknown organisation. One which specialised in delivering goods, messages and in acquiring confidential information without being noticed.
The tutors themselves had their faces covered.
Vyran was trained to move quickly and stealthily without making any noise. To negotiate his way through the dark. Even to fight and defend himself without the help of his eyes. He was made to run, fight and even sleep on a narrow beam, simulating the spine of a roof. Forced to scale walls and structures without ropes. Punishment for every mistakes made during training was harsh. While some lessons by itself could clearly mean the end of them if not crippled them.
He was taught to read, write and understand several different languages. Trained to remember every little details of his surroundings, conversations, clients and targets. Practised religiously on the necessary steps and precautions to avoid both detection and capture!
“Getting caught is as good as dead!” The warning rang in his ears.
Four years later, despite of the constant warning at the back of his head, Vyran got careless and was ambushed by an unknown assailant. He was caught and was sentenced to be executed in an arena. There, he was left on his own to fend for himself.
Vyran adapted the gladiatorial methods of fighting then. He wielded various types of weapons and had also learnt, in the most unlikely of places and by a former military Captain, Josh Havvi, the arts of warfare. When he's not training or fighting for his life, Vyran would spend his time playing stone chess with the ex-soldier, as well as revising the techniques and tactics used in past battles and skirmishes. He survived for another three more years. Even when matched against some of the ferocious beasts found in the north, the boy made it through.
At fourteen, he was given the pardon by a Kildran nobleman who was impressed by the boy's display and stone-cold attitude. Vyran decided to return to the organisation immediately upon released. He received a severe punishment —twenty one lashes across his back— for his failure before he could further his training. Vyran then learnt the art of deception. He was taught to blend in with the surroundings and to be under the disguise of various characteristics and personality.
Upon “graduation”, Vyran was awarded with the Graku.
Two years later, he was assigned to his first “real” job. Having complete freedom in executing his task, Vyran decided to make his own mark here. His first target was a ship's Captain, Silver Patch, who also happened to be a smuggler of slaves. In the cover of night, Vyran snuck onboard and successfully assassinated the Captain without a fuss. He skinned the smuggler's face off before decapitating the body whereby he then placed the head on a spike at the ship's bow. Finally, he finished the trophy off by adorning it with a black cloak, giving the impression of a faceless someone standing in front of the vessel.
From that day onwards, on certain occasions, he would wear a skull mask and a black hood. That's when he was given the title, Var'Qo Zaat.
Both Var'Qo Zaat and the final state of his target were feared. People weren't sure if what they'd set their eyes upon was a corpse or the real thing. Though none have ever witnessed Var'Qo Zaat killing anyone, a handful of contacts did catch sight of the assassin during one of their “package exchange” or during an emergency meeting. Due to the lack of evidence and concrete fact, rumours of the assassin were only spread through whispers.
Soon, there have been many sightings of the “White-Faced Shadow” throughout Azae. Many thought he was a phantom, or the ghost of an ancient Nomasdae who returned to haunt the slavers. For there was no way he could have appeared in more than one places at the same time. Unbeknownst to those outside the organisation, Vyran have been promoted and was assigned with a number of apprentices under him. All of them took up on Var'Qo Zaat's image and carried out their task proficiently.
Description: Vyran stood at about 6 foot tall with raven black unkempt hair, hazel brown eyes and tanned skin tone. During combat, he would have his Graku in both hands with the chains usually wrapped around his forearms, otherwise, the weapons will be on his back.
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CHARACTER SHEET
Name: Vyran - “Un-birthed”
Title: Var'Qo Zaat - “White-Faced Shadow”
Race: Nomasdae
Age: 28
Weapon of Choice: Graku Di - “Dual sickle & chain”
(Sickle attached to a type of metal chain with a heavy iron weight at the end.)
Personality: Quiet, ambitious, inquisitive & cunning.
Background:
He was brought into the world of the living under a different and unfortunate circumstance. It was the prowlers of Falcon's Haven who'd first came across the slain Nomasdae woman, located south from the Capitol, who was believed to be out looking for her missing husband. The warriors were shocked to find a young Tral-el feasting on the poor soul's body still. More so when they both spotted a fresh foetus dangling from the corner of the beast's mouth by its own umbilical cord. After they'd successfully chased the creature away, they thought of giving the two bodies a proper burial. Only to discover the premature child, alive. They took him back to the Capitol then.
The orphan grew up under the care of a solitary blind crone. She alone was willing to accept him when others have refused. An abomination, they claimed him to be. A curse! The damned! They called him, the “Un-birthed One”; Vyran!
As soon as Vyran started walking, he'd wandered off by himself unto the streets and markets. Shunned by his own people, he became lost and was turned into a stray child. Stealing and robbing with the other kids who shared his fate became their way of living. By six years of age, he was so good at what he did that he got recruited into an unknown organisation. One which specialised in delivering goods, messages and in acquiring confidential information without being noticed.
The tutors themselves had their faces covered.
Vyran was trained to move quickly and stealthily without making any noise. To negotiate his way through the dark. Even to fight and defend himself without the help of his eyes. He was made to run, fight and even sleep on a narrow beam, simulating the spine of a roof. Forced to scale walls and structures without ropes. Punishment for every mistakes made during training was harsh. While some lessons by itself could clearly mean the end of them if not crippled them.
He was taught to read, write and understand several different languages. Trained to remember every little details of his surroundings, conversations, clients and targets. Practised religiously on the necessary steps and precautions to avoid both detection and capture!
“Getting caught is as good as dead!” The warning rang in his ears.
Four years later, despite of the constant warning at the back of his head, Vyran got careless and was ambushed by an unknown assailant. He was caught and was sentenced to be executed in an arena. There, he was left on his own to fend for himself.
Vyran adapted the gladiatorial methods of fighting then. He wielded various types of weapons and had also learnt, in the most unlikely of places and by a former military Captain, Josh Havvi, the arts of warfare. When he's not training or fighting for his life, Vyran would spend his time playing stone chess with the ex-soldier, as well as revising the techniques and tactics used in past battles and skirmishes. He survived for another three more years. Even when matched against some of the ferocious beasts found in the north, the boy made it through.
At fourteen, he was given the pardon by a Kildran nobleman who was impressed by the boy's display and stone-cold attitude. Vyran decided to return to the organisation immediately upon released. He received a severe punishment —twenty one lashes across his back— for his failure before he could further his training. Vyran then learnt the art of deception. He was taught to blend in with the surroundings and to be under the disguise of various characteristics and personality.
Upon “graduation”, Vyran was awarded with the Graku.
Two years later, he was assigned to his first “real” job. Having complete freedom in executing his task, Vyran decided to make his own mark here. His first target was a ship's Captain, Silver Patch, who also happened to be a smuggler of slaves. In the cover of night, Vyran snuck onboard and successfully assassinated the Captain without a fuss. He skinned the smuggler's face off before decapitating the body whereby he then placed the head on a spike at the ship's bow. Finally, he finished the trophy off by adorning it with a black cloak, giving the impression of a faceless someone standing in front of the vessel.
From that day onwards, on certain occasions, he would wear a skull mask and a black hood. That's when he was given the title, Var'Qo Zaat.
Both Var'Qo Zaat and the final state of his target were feared. People weren't sure if what they'd set their eyes upon was a corpse or the real thing. Though none have ever witnessed Var'Qo Zaat killing anyone, a handful of contacts did catch sight of the assassin during one of their “package exchange” or during an emergency meeting. Due to the lack of evidence and concrete fact, rumours of the assassin were only spread through whispers.
Soon, there have been many sightings of the “White-Faced Shadow” throughout Azae. Many thought he was a phantom, or the ghost of an ancient Nomasdae who returned to haunt the slavers. For there was no way he could have appeared in more than one places at the same time. Unbeknownst to those outside the organisation, Vyran have been promoted and was assigned with a number of apprentices under him. All of them took up on Var'Qo Zaat's image and carried out their task proficiently.
Description: Vyran stood at about 6 foot tall with raven black unkempt hair, hazel brown eyes and tanned skin tone. During combat, he would have his Graku in both hands with the chains usually wrapped around his forearms, otherwise, the weapons will be on his back.
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Savagai
The Weirdo
[QUOTE="too much idea]He and Thera could be the best slaver hunter duo in the world
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Watch out, just made it forbidden to hunt/have/be a slave in the Nevarron Estate
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Watch out, just made it forbidden to hunt/have/be a slave in the Nevarron Estate
King Ad Rock
Abednego
Don't worry about that. It is now illegal everywhere and has been for some time.Savagai said:
Savagai
The Weirdo
In the Estate since 220 so... and Rufus will hunt youKingAdrock said:
(Can I make a brother for Rufus? I always rp Sef and Rufus xD )
Savagai
The Weirdo
When are we actually going to begin?
King Ad Rock
Abednego
Savagai said:
Ahh, I'm so proud. You read the History! And I'm hard at work on the first IC post. I'm about 6-7 paragraphs in, but be prepared, it's going to be pretty long. When I get it finished everyone can beginning working on/posting their first posts until everyone gets one in. I don't think I'll get finished today though. I'll try. I have to go edit in everyone's hard work on lore right now first.Savagai said:
King Ad Rock
Abednego
Updates:
- @Lord Zanicus 's character is now in the cast section! Check out Vyran!
- @noremac 's character Adam Durant now has a reference picture in his description. Check it out!
- Jungle Tral-el have been added to the Wildlife section of Libertia by our own @Lakita
- The General of the Roadalian Army, Leonard Roadalia is now a fully fleshed out NPC thanks to @Crucified Fear . Check it out in the Neutral Characters tab.
- @Lord Zanicus 's character is now in the cast section! Check out Vyran!
- @noremac 's character Adam Durant now has a reference picture in his description. Check it out!
- Jungle Tral-el have been added to the Wildlife section of Libertia by our own @Lakita
- The General of the Roadalian Army, Leonard Roadalia is now a fully fleshed out NPC thanks to @Crucified Fear . Check it out in the Neutral Characters tab.