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[FrostXShadow]

King: SarachaSauz06
Queen: [USER=34794]@Smoaki
Mistress: @isapi
Prince: marorda
Second Prince: @acekappa
Princess: Spotalope

Druid Chieftain: FrostXShadow
Second in command: Open
lead Healer: DVationz
War Chief: The Chronicler


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Age:
birthdate(don't add a year, just the day and month)
Job-armorer, blacksmith, servant, knight others)
Appearancerealistic!!!)
personality-at least 2 sentences)
backstory/family history: (please don't say "unknown history" it is quite annoying)
weapons-if you are a knight)
Equipment-if you are a knight)
Skills:
Loyalty: (king, druids, yourself)
social life-poor, middle class, highborn)
Other:

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Age:
birthdate(don't add a year, just the day and month)
Job- healer, warrior, teacher others)
Appearance:
personality-at least 2 sentences)
backstory/family history: (please don't say "unknown history" it is quite annoying)
Magic proficiency( prodigy, average, horrible)
Equipment-spell books, amulets)
favorite magic type- (elemental, draconic, dark, ancestral, celestial others )
Loyalty: (king, druids, yourself)
Other:

Link:
Main Rp:https://www.rpnation.com/threads/camelot-divided-war-of-druids-and-knights.348635/#post-8094536
OOC : https://www.rpnation.com/threads/camelot-divided-ooc.348639/[/USER]

 

[The Chronicler]

Name:
Edwin Greybeard
Age:
28
Gender:
Male
Birthdate:
12/13
Job:
Druid War Chief
Appearance:


Personality:
Edwin isn't the warmongering Druid most expect him to be, but that doesn't mean he doesn't enjoy some bloodshed. There are two reasons Edwin get's involved in fights long before he should, is his impatience, he can't stand around all day and plan a crusade in a small room. Another reason is that he somewhat enjoys combat, despite what the Greybeards taught him (that being sit on a mountain near a huge statue for the rest of your life), he enjoys the fights and doesn't really feel much pain.

Although he may look battle-crazy, he does care for his fellow druids, and if needed, will rush out to protect those in need. Edwin is caring out of battle, and he's always okay to take a few hits. Edwin is a little doubtful of himself, he sometimes regrets abandoning his training, but figures, if he's doing something good for the world, he's doing something right.

Backstory:
Edwin was born in a small, quiet family. Everything was perfectly fine, he never questioned anything and rarely interacted with peers. Like most stories, everything was on the up and up. That was until a massacre. Both his parents murdered in cold blood. Edwin was next on the bandit's list of random murders he/she wanted to commit. Injured near a mountain, he was left to die, with no hope left, he lost consciousness.

Several hours passed after his left to die situation, Edwin awoke in a small stone structure, he was told not to move, an elderly man stood over him, with a gray beard. His hooded clothing covered most of his face but it didn't matter since Edwin wasn't the most perceptive. Like most, he asked where he was, the old man answered with "The Shrine of Azura." Edwin wasn't religious nor did he believe too much in the gods but this, was too much. Though to stay safe and under protection, he followed along with old man. This sprung a series of events m, where Edwin learned the "Way of the Voice", only later ditching his last name and using Greybeard to show a bit of commitment to his training, it was also a homage to the fact that the ones teaching him had grey beards.

This kept going until he reached the age of 26, the Greybeards was getting old, and their teaching began to be forgotten. It was time for a predecessor, Edwin was proposed to become the new Leader of the Greybeards, he denied it and abandoned his training. However he kept what he learned and soon became the Druid War Chief. There wasn't much to war on until the next year of service. And that's where he comes in on this war.
Magic Proficiency: Advanced
Equipment: Besides his armor, helmet and war hammer, there isn't much he likes to carry on him.
Magic Type: It's more ancestral than anything else. His magic are phrases in a language he barely understands. consisting of three words of power. that can be used to unleash varied powerful effects. Edwin only knows some of the phrases, for complete mastery over this would take an innumerable amount of years.

Spoiler: Known Phrases

Fire Breath
Shoots fire in an unusual amount out of his mouth
Yol | Fire
Toor | Inferno
Shui | Sun

Frost Breath
Next to identical to Fire Breath, just extremely cold
Fo | Frost
Krah | Cold
Diin | Freeze

Clear Skies
Clears the skies of any weather
Lok | Sky
Vah | Spring
Koor | Summer

Storm Call
A Shout to the skies, calling the destructive forces of Camelot's lightning
Strun | Storm
Bah | Wrath
Qo | Lightning

Loyalty: Druids
Other:

Spoiler: Shrine of Azura

 

[FrostXShadow]

Name:
Edwin Greybeard
Age:
28
Gender:
Male
Birthdate:
12/13
Job:
Druid War Chief
Appearance:
(Still working on it)

Personality:
Edwin isn't the warmongering Druid most expect him to be, but that doesn't mean he doesn't enjoy some bloodshed. He's actually quite patient in his ways, often letting his enemies defeat themselves before he gets involved, even though, Edwin gets involved more than he should. It's rather confusing and detailing a large psyche evaluation of Edwin would consume more time that could be used for planning and attacking.

In addition to Edwin being strong both magically and somewhat physically, he's calculating and a strategist, his flaws being that he's very impatient, he'll plan something out but drop it at the last minute due to self-doubt. This hinders his ability for thinking quickly in the middle of combat.

Backstory:
Edwin was born in a small, quiet family. Everything was perfectly fine, he never questioned anything and rarely interacted with peers. Like most stories, everything was on the up and up. That was until a massacre. Both his parents murdered in cold blood. Edwin was next on the bandit's list of random murders he/she wanted to commit. Injured near a mountain, he was left to die, with no hope left, he lost consciousness.

Several hours passed after his left to die situation, Edwin awoke in a small stone structure, he was told not to move, an elderly man stood over him, with a gray beard. His hooded clothing covered most of his face but it didn't matter since Edwin wasn't the most perceptive. Like most, he asked where he was, the old man answered with "The Shrine of Azura." Edwin wasn't religious nor did he believe too much in the gods but this, was too much. Though to stay safe and under protection, he followed along with old man. This sprung a series of events m, where Edwin learned the "Way of the Voice", only later ditching his last name and using Greybeard to show a bit of commitment to his training, it was also a homage to the fact that the ones teaching him had grey beards.

This kept going until he reached the age of 26, the Greybeards was getting old, and their teaching began to be forgotten. It was time for a predecessor, Edwin was proposed to become the new Leader of the Greybeards, he denied it and abandoned his training. However he kept what he learned and soon became the Druid War Chief. There wasn't much to war on until the next year of service. And that's where he comes in on this war.
Magic Proficiency: Advanced
Equipment: Besides his armor, helmet and war hammer, there isn't much he likes to carry on him.
Magic Type: It's more ancestral than anything else.
Loyalty: Druids
Other: N/A (subject to change)

Could you give me an example of an ancestral magic spell?

 

[The Chronicler]

Could you give me an example of an ancestral magic spell?

I got you famalicious. Give me like 6 hours to sleep than awaken and I'll get onto that.

 

[Spotalope]

Name: Princess Vivianna
Age: 19
birthdate: October, 12th
Job-Princess
Appearance: Red hair flowing to a length near the middle of her back that she usually wears tied up so it can be out of the way. Her eyes a grey color that go along well with her slim face. She is a little shorter than average with a medium, solid build yet a more curvy figure to her body. Her skin a pale color, as she usually dresses in one of there two outfits, with royal blue and gold colors across them instead of the black and white.

personality-Vivianna has always been one to be her own person, even if it meant going behind her families back. She is elegant and good etiquette as a princess should but has a drive to adventure and explore and see all of what the world is and has to offer for her.
backstory/family history: Vivianna was raised as any other princess would be, learning to be prim and proper. Staying silent and speaking when spoken too. Though she spent a good time outside whenever she could, helping tend to the horses and going out on the trails. Being scolded often for this she would always brush off and run off the next moment someone would look away.
Skills: Vivianna has learned to be very sneaky and silent in her movement, also quickly finding any secret passages the castle would hold.
Loyalty: myself
social life- highborn

 

[amxlia]

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→ the angel queen. ←

→ stats. ←

full name/title.......Queen Katherine Irene of Camelot
nickname/s.......Katherine
age.......43
gender.......female
romantic orientation.......heteroromantic
sexual orientation.......heterosexual
birth date.......february 13
job title.......queen of camelot

faceclaim.......felicia day
height.......5' 5"
weight.......119 lbs
hair color.......red
eye color.......green

spoken languages.......english, french, {castilian} spanish
social status.......high born
loyalty.......camelot

→ persona. ←

bio........wip
personality.......wip

Queen Katherine

coded by dwale

 

[FrostXShadow]

Name: Princess Vivianna
Age: 19
birthdate: October, 12th
Job-Princess(? If thats okay)
Appearance: Red hair, pale skin, curvy in figure. Also outfit wise probably one of these.

personality-Vivianna has always been one to be her own person, even if it meant going behind her families back. She is elegant and good etiquette as a princess should but has a drive to adventure and explore and see all of what the world is and has to offer for her.
backstory/family history: Vivianna was raised as any other princess would be, learning to be prim and proper. Staying silent and speaking when spoken too. Though she spent a good time outside whenever she could, helping tend to the horses and going out on the trails. Being scolded often for this she would always brush off and run off the next moment someone would look away.
Skills: Vivianna has learned to be very sneaky and silent in her movement, also quickly finding any secret passages the castle would hold.
Loyalty: myself
social life- highborn

Well aslong as the outfit isn't black...camelots royalty colors are gold and red..also I will need a picture or a more vivid description

 

[DVationz]

Áine Mhic Uistein

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• Backstory
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• 
  
  
  A woman of love and compassion, that is what Áine is described as. Although she has lived many years as a druid in the forests, she has not forgotten the civilized ways of her old life. She is kind, generous, and motherly, traits that lead to her current role. Although at first many would think her an otherworldly being at first sight, this is merely a side effect of her connection with the forests themselves, becoming one with them in order to understand and protect them better. The otherworldly appearance also grants her the gifted healing capabilities she has, allowing her to even revive those who have passed within a reasonable amount of time.
  
  Her motherly stature should not be taken lightly however, for she is as formidable an opponent as any master of the blade. Although she may not be a skilled swords woman, she is highly skilled in forest magics, creating walls of brambles, summoning magical forest creatures, and even commanding the forest to fight for her. Although she dislikes conflicts that end in bloodshed, she understands that sometimes it is unavoidable, and action must be taken.
  

  Life is something to be cherished, not thrown away. Áine

• 
  Age: 23
  Birth Date: February 8th
  Height: 5'6" / 6'3"
  Weight: 121 lbs.
  Gender: Female
  Sexuality: Straight
  Body Type: Dainty build of a common woman. / Shaped to act as one with nature, very tough, yet extremely gentle.
  
• 
  Appearance: Áine's human form is a fairly gorgeous woman, given her age. Her hair is a shining, almost platinum blonde coloration that flows down to her shoulders. Her eyes are a soft meadow green, and her face is that of a young maiden. Her figure is not much different, a young maiden at her finest to say in the least. Her skin is pale, however she isn't sick in the slightest. Her druidic form on the other hand is an otherworldly sight indeed. Branch-like antlers protrude from her forehead, creating a crest of sorts that her fellow druids identify her by. Long white hair that trails far to the earth, twigs littering the ashen locks. Her skin also becomes a faint white hue, and her eyes become almost hollow, replaced with emerald orbs of a magical nature. In place of normal clothing, her body is covered in fur-like hairs of a deep forest green, acting as a dress. In addition her hands and feet end in animal claws, all of this to create her unworldly visage.
  
  Personality: Áine is benevolent in nature, believing that there is kindness and understanding in everyone. She is also calm and caring just like her mother once was. Her disciplined mentality has taught her when not to act, and she is empathetic, understanding that others stand against her views for their own reasons. Áine is forgiving, even to her enemies, and gentle. Her idealistic tendencies however can get in the way, yet she is patient and hopes to achieve her ideals. As a motherly individual, Áine is protective of her peers and the forest. Trusting others has always been a flaw of hers, making her seem careless when she heals those who have just attempted to take her life as she believes all life should be reserved.
  
  Likes: Nature, Tea, Diplomacy, Mercy, Ideals of Betterment
  Dislikes: Bloodshed, Rashness, Fire
  
• 
  Áine's early years were spent with her mother and father, both of whom were druids themselves. Growing up, she learned many of the ways of druidic followings, and took particular interest in her mother's restorative druidry. Just as Áine now can, her mother was able to take an alternate form, one of nature, that increased her abilities to heal to a level that marked her with the title of 'Grand Healer' of the Druid Clan. At her young age, Áine had a pet, a forest raven she had named Cairde. The raven had accompanied her everywhere she went, and was the reason she still lives. One day while Áine and Cairde were exploring the forests, Áine had gotten caught in a crevice. Unable to free herself, Cairde flew off to find her mother, and returned with the druidic mother in tow to save young Áine.
  
  Upon reaching the proper age, Áine began her own studies in the druidic followings. She followed under the guidance of her mother, learning of the ebb and flow of the forest's life force, and how everything works together for the betterment of the whole forest. She quickly learned the ways of healing life, and eventually surpassed her mother's potentials, although she had not learned the discipline of the job quite yet. As such, she continued to learn under her mother's guidance along with the other healers, until finally she was prepared to take over her mother's title as the 'Grand Healer' of her people.
  
• 
  Job: Grand Healer of the Druid Clan
  Magic Proficiency: Prodigy
  Equipment: Magic Crystal Pendent
  Magic Type: Nature Magic
  Loyalty: Druids
  
  ~Áine's Human Form~
  
  

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Cailte Ó Forannáin

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• Personal Information
• Backstory
• RP Specific Information

• 
  
  
  Cailte is a unique druid in the sense that he's a direct descendant of an almost dead form of druidry. This combined with his personality and paranoia gives you a mine field of secrecy. Despite his overly careful way of life, he acts fairly casual as if all is fine. On top of this, his druidic calling's versatility makes him the ultimate jack of all trades for whoever he sees as an ally. However he is not as bad as one would think.
  
  He is quite friendly and sociable, and often gives advice to those who seem to need it. He is never afraid to give help, granted it doesn't risk his secrets getting out, and he's never been one to shy away from a challenge. He may not be the easiest of people to get along with deeply, but he's a decent person nonetheless.
  

  You're never going to get anywhere sitting around. Get up and take a look for yourself what the world has to offer! Cailte

• 
  Age: 27
  Birth Date: June 22nd
  Height: 6'2"
  Weight: 187 lbs.
  Gender: Male
  Sexuality: Straight
  Body Type: Lean yet well built for combat and survival.
  
• 
  Appearance: Cailte has short and messy chestnut hair, and eyes to match. His skin is a fair white tone, and his figure is that of a nomadic traveler. However he is adorned with a Celtic knot tattoo that trails from the end of his left hand, up around his shoulder, and all the way to the bottom of his left foot. His apparel supports this visage of being a traveler as he wears long heavy robes, carries few heavy supplies, yet also carries exotic trinkets, presumably from other lands. Despite this, very few pay him much attention excluding the occasional suspicious guard here and there.
  
  Personality: Cailte is adaptable and alert, preparing himself for any situation thrown his way. He does his best to remain calm and his clever thinking has saved him more than once. Confident yet disciplined, he has become an efficient, focused, and hardworking man. Despite the potential of his dying art he is humble, never boasting of its strengths over others. His intelligence, combined with his observant and patient attitude make him a formidable opponent, even before any physical confrontation occurs. Cailte is principled, following set rules of his druidry in order to uphold his standing with the earth, and is resourceful in order to rely less on the earth. He keeps things tidy, and is seen as an enigmatic, skeptical, cautious, cynical, and irritable individual.
  
  Likes: Tea, Organization, Traveling, Nature, Order, Naps
  Dislikes: Nosey Individuals, Death of Nature, His identity being discovered, Not knowing what's a danger and what's not.
  
• 
  Although Cailte's background is brief, he has accomplished many things in his time. His craft of druidry is unlike any other, allowing him to travel to other planes of existence such as Mag Mel, ceasing his biological aging process, speaking with the earth directly, and even shifting into the form of animals. However, unlike other crafts of druidry, his is old, used by the Tuatha De Daan, and has very strict ways of functioning. He cannot speak words of power and have the earth do as he wishes, no, he must ask it to aid him, he must ask it to give him it's power, and he must respect that which he takes. As he grew up, this is what he learned, and as a result, became a paranoid and secretive man, constantly watching his back for whatever threat may come for him next.
• 
  Job: Warrior, Scout, Spy, Healer (He does whatever he is asked)
  Magic Proficiency: Prodigy
  Equipment: Staff, Pouch of rations, Large traveler's cloak
  Magic Type: Celtic Knot Druidry
  Loyalty: Self (Favors Druids)
  

  Celtic Knot Druidry

  
  Celtic Knot Druidry is a very complex form of druidry that is almost undetectable and virtually limitless when used properly. However, despite the many advantages of this ancient druidry art, the rules of its use are strict, and violators are punished severely, in some cases resulting in instant death. Another notable thing about this form of druidry is it's complexity and difficulty to understand and ultimately master. In order for an apprentice of this art to be considered into full druid status of this form, they must accomplish a life's worth of study and practice, as well as another life's worth of training under a full druid. As such, there are very few druids capable of this form of druidry, however they are valuable assets due to their versatility and unique skill sets.
  
  

  ~False Immortality~​

  A common mistake tied to this form of druidry is the belief that it allows the druid immortality. This is not the case, and would, in fact, be against the art entirely. Although it may seem druids of this following are immortal, they are as mortal as any other human. The explanation to their seemingly unending lifespan is a special tea blend they consume on a daily basis. The tea is a mixture of very specific herbs found commonly in the wild, however the sight of a Celtic Knot Druid is needed in order to unbind and then rebind the connections of the herbs in order to give it the longevity effect. It is possible for humans not of the druidic order to achieve this same result, however the only way would be if a Celtic Knot Druid had prepared the tea themselves. In addition to lengthening one's lifespan, the tea ceases physical aging, and in various cases, reverses it to an extent. As such, a druid of this kind could be beyond 500 years old, yet look to be in his mid 30's.
  
  

  ~The Restrictions~​

  Celtic Knot Druidry is very strict in how it can and cannot be used. These are ways that are forbidden to be used...
  >A druid cannot directly harm with the intent to kill any living creature with druidic power. Transgression results in death.
  >A druid cannot freely take power from the earth to use, the druid is unable to obtain power if not directly connected with the earth. Such examples are man made roads, inside buildings, etc.
  >A druid cannot harm the nature they have sworn to protect and heal. Transgressors will be denied the earth's power, followed by being marked for death and hunted by other druids.
  
  

  ~Transformations~​

  Celtic Knot Druidry grants the druid three animal forms they can transform into. These forms take power to transform into and out of, and possessions such as clothing, weapons, or other items on person will remain where the druid transforms (Necklaces are excluded). Each druid's forms are different, and therefore many druids often specialize in different tasks.
  
  

  ~"Magic"~​

  Unlike other forms of druidry that use legitimate magic, Celtic Knot Druidry taps into the very essence of the world and changes how it connects to itself. Druids can also communicate with the earth itself, managing a druid of this art to move earth, have trees act as perimeter guards, and even rendering themselves nearly invisible. They can accomplish virtually anything within reason, but the more complicated the task, the more complex the knots that must be altered, and therefore the more time it takes the druid to "cast" their "magic" on the world.
  

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[SarachaSauz06]

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→ the angel queen. ←

→ stats. ←

full name/title.......Queen Katherine Irene of Camelot
nickname/s.......Katherine
age.......43
gender.......female
romantic orientation.......heteroromantic
sexual orientation.......heterosexual
birth date.......february 13
job title.......queen of camelot

faceclaim.......felicia day
height.......5' 5"
weight.......119 lbs
hair color.......red
eye color.......green

spoken languages.......english, french, {castilian} spanish
social status.......high born
loyalty.......camelot

→ persona. ←

bio........wip
personality.......wip

Queen Katherine

coded by dwale

OMG!!!! You have Felicia Day as the face!!!!

 

[FrostXShadow]

Druid Chief wip

Name: Natus est Tempestus
Nickname: Storm born, Alaric
Age: 18
birthdate: June 29
Job- Druid Cheif
Clothing:
personality- Natus isn't like most druid chiefs. unlike them he is a fun and playful guy who loves being sarcastic and playing jokes with his fellow druids. don't let that fool you! when it is time to get serious, Natus could be considered one of the most deadliest druids and will do anything to protect his people.
backstory/family history: Natus was actually not inline to be chief. his older brother nati sunt caeli was supposed to become chief but Nati and his father were both killed by knights. leaving Natus by himself.
Magic proficiency - beyond prodigy (chieftain level)
Equipment- ring of spirits- allows him to tap into magic reserves if he ever needs more strength
favorite magic type- as a chief he has access to all forms of magic, but he tends to use mixtures of elemental and ancestral. he uses an ancient language or hand motions to cast spells
spells include:
Zalagon- Burn (fire spell, causes the air to combust and burst into flames. makes a cross shape in the air)
Dinagon- Move ( air spell, causes objects to fly away or closer, 2 finger salute from the middle of his forehead)
And some others


Loyalty: the Druids above all else
Other:

 

[The Chronicler]

Name:
Alexander Serinolf
Age:
21
Gender:
Male
Brithdate:
06/07
Job:
Knight
Appearance:

Personality:
Alexander is like every other one of his fellow peers, he follows orders from his higher-ups, doing what needs to be done. He doesn't really have much emotion, he's not empathetic nor sympathetic, he's a blank. Alexander isn't sadistic, but he does enjoy a good fight, he's sort of a good sport in that way, he compliments his opponent on good strikes. He lives every moment in his life like it's his last, and is rather skilled in the combat of war, and is not afraid to rush into battle.

However, he's rather brash and blunt, he points out flaws and takes pride in it. Alexander isn't that smart, he's a living suicide mission, he slashes first, then asks questions later. Or rather, he asks the question, doesn't like the answer, then slashes. It's a process.
Backstory:
Alexander was born from a long line of knights and warriors. It was set in stone for him to become a knight. He lived a rather calm life, his father would train him in sword fighting and blocking with a shield. Alexander didn't really care too much for if he was gonna become a knight, anything would suite him, but he figured if his parent's were gonna be upset by a decision of him not becoming a knight, he would follow the path of father and become a warrior of Camelot.

Alexander has been a knight for a year, he assists those in combat and does what every other knight does, follow orders.
Weapons:
-A shield with a emblem depicting a dragon on the front.
-His iron sword given to him when he became a knight.
Equipment:
-A wood canteen filled with water
Skills:
-Sword Fighting
-Expertly blocking with his shield
Loyalty:
The King
Social Status:
Middle Class
Other:
N/A (subject to change)

 

[xpstitch]

Druid sign up

Name: Nathan OwlFeather (used to be Bushroot)

Age: 16

Birthdate: New Year's Day (January 1st)

Job: Clan Seer (diviner/fortune teller)

Personality: Wise beyond his years, calm, quiet, slow to anger and always watching everything with those piercing eyes of his. He is rarely a man to speak out of turn or quarrel, he has the demeanor of a wise old owl in the way he's always silent but watching everything. Renown for his great intuition and insight.

Backstory/family history: His family line is full of supposedly "wise" men and women, always important people of some sort. Whether or not they were actually fit to give council to anyone is of course up for debate or a matter of opinion. But his family aside from that, has been of little note. They are as normal as one would expect from a Druid line. Nothing out of the ordinary. He's always been a bit of a maverick, once running away to go study at Christian monestary no less. Some wanted to call him a traitor for going away to that religious house of Christianity, but he was eventually forgiven after some persuasion. He likes to take a slightly different approach to spirituality than most Druids but not TOO radical, within normal Druidic tendencies.

Magic proficiency( prodigy, average, horrible): Prodigy

Equipment: Animal skin hat with a cute little druidic good luck charm on it, fur and animal skin clothes, backpack full of survival/travel stuff, a magic spear (used as a staff as well), an amulet and talisman, magic rings on each finger, magic bangles, basic woodsman tools, hatchet, divination tools, ancestral/animistic totems and stuff for worship and magic.

favorite magic type- (elemental, draconic, dark, ancestral, celestial others ): Divination

Loyalty: Himself first, the closet to him/friends/lovers/family and loved ones second, Druidic tribe 3rd.

Other: Idk.

(I suppose you should ignore the elf ears lol)

Face claim: Toby Regbo

 

[Spotalope]

Well aslong as the outfit isn't black...camelots royalty colors are gold and red..also I will need a picture or a more vivid description

Yes the outfit is just for reference and i will either find a picture or work on my appearance description

 

[Crumbli]

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• Descriptive info
• Functional info

• 
  
  
  Name: Boris Anne Godwyn.
  Age: 42 years old.
  Birthdate: 4th of July.
  
  Occupation: Oath sworn knight.
  Loyalty: His majesty, the king.
  Social life: Noble born.
  
  Other: Boris is one of the older knights in service to the king and refuses to enter retirement as his 'duty is to die protecting the king, not watching the castle burn.' Additionally, his oath is made to the king and him alone. He has no loyalty to the kingdom, the rightful heir bloodline, or the people of Camelot.
  
  
• 
  
  
  Height: 6'3|192 cm
  Weight: 201 lbs|91 kg
  Body shape: Mesomorph
  Features: A number of scars along his abdominal region and deep scaring beneath his eyes.
  
  Family history: House Godwyn has been loyal beyond reason to the now royal family. Once a house of the lower commoner bracket, known as house Yanderbel. They pledged an unyielding service back in the times of the original king Arthur. The two worked closely with Godwyn providing the labourer's arm in many of their affairs. Because of this loyalty, and once they aided in the usurping of Arthur's lineage, Godwyn was bestowed with the title of true blooded nobility. No longer did they wear empty ribbons and their desire as a family to maintain this importance unanimously blinded their judgement.
  
  Backstory: Boris was born into the newly noble-d house Godwyn as the third son. He had two younger brothers, one older sister, and three younger. He was treated with little importance in the family in all fields except his sense of martyrdom. His father noticed this sense of selflessness from his son. Arguably the only time he's ever been noticed by his family. He received special tutoring sessions from the age of nine and while his other brothers were engaged at the age of eleven and twelve, Boris was not permitted such an honour.
  Boris was trained well by his tutor and when the bloodline was finally usurped in the final sector, being the throne, Boris marched against the palace with the new king's men. Boris was young but his abilities were far past those of his peers. He renewed his oath to the usurper once installed and was rewarded with a proper knighthood and his own property.
  After that Boris remained loyal to the king and while he no longer serves in the battlefield against rival kingdoms, he keeps his oath of service. He's recently caught wind of treason in the palace and he finds the very idea abhorrent. Once he finds these traitors and druid sympathisers, the sooner he can cleanse them and return to keeping the king safe and sound.
  
  Personality: Boris is driven by his sense of duty. His oath is his bind and anyone that seeks to render his bind null is clearly a traitor. He despises treason and ironically believes in honesty being at the pinnacle of human development. He is known to ramble about the old days, wandering the halls of the palace and sparring the recruits in the courtyard whenever possible.
  
  
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  Weapons: A number of weapons are in his arsenal. He's familiar with the uses of maces, flails, shields, and a number of different sword techniques. He prefers his long sword above all weapons, referring to it as a her and one of his concubines.
  Equipment: He wears his suit of plate armour at most times, leaving his helmet off while inside the palace out of respect to the king. He uses a large shield that's designed to protect more from actual weapons than magic but he's added a long red cloak to his suit to help repel magic based attacks. While it's not much, it certainly helps ground the odd magic cast.
  Skills: Nothing beyond those of a normal man. He's a skilled warrior, a loyal knight, and a so called 'charmer' for someone of an older age group.
  
  

 

[marorda]

Name:
Nyara
Age:
19
birthdate
08/23

Job
Nyara makes a living scavenging the woods for usable herbs and roots. She also hunts, sometimes maybe more legally than other times.

Appearance:

Personality
Maybe Nyara has been on her own for too long, maybe she's just a little awkward. Nyara isn't too quick to trust someone and tends to avoid contact with others as much as possible. When you just meet her, she might come off as a bit cold and uncaring, but to those she opens up to, Nyara shows an entirely different side. She's friendly, warm, and kind, offering a listening ear to those who need it. Nyara is always there to help the people she cares about and will go to far ends to protect those she cares about. She stands for the things she believes in.

Backstory/family history:
Nyara had a fairly easy youth growing up. Although her family has known tough times sometimes, they never really had to worry about starving to death. Worst case scenario was skipping a meal or two a few times per week. Her family was very loving, consisting of her father, her mother, and a younger brother. Her mother was a druid, her father was a blacksmith, and her little brother was just a child.

They say things change when you hit puberty, especially when you're a girl. For Nyara, this was no different. Or maybe, it was even more different. Powers that had been slumbering in her soul started showing itself. Her mother became her mentor, teaching her what she knew for as long as it lasted. Unfortunately this wasn't very long.

A few years ago, her life took a drastic change for the darker and far worse. Someone, gods know who, reported her mother as a magic user. Soon enough the knights showed up at her doorstep. Judgment was swift, and her mother was executed on the spot. Nyara couldn't stand to see this and spoke up in her mother's defense. The knights... they didn't take too kindly to that. Due to her loose tongue, and her mother being a magic user, the knights took no risk. A part of her tongue was cut out, and the wound was seared shut with hot iron. This has left her unable to speak. Now, Nyara communicates solely through gestures and the occasional sound.

Since she didn't want to risk putting her family in any further danger, Nyara fled the small village they lived in. Nowadays she lives in the woods as a bit of a hermit, surviving on whatever she finds, shoots, and can otherwise get her hands on. Nyara is bitter towards those who hurt her, but she won't just let that get in her way... Or would she?


weapons
Bow & Arrow
Equipment
Nothing worth mentioning, but subject to change

Skills:
- Knowledge of plants, herbs, roots, and (local) wildlife
- Archery
- Sneaking (mostly applies in the woods. She's not too great at hiding in cities)
- (very) poor control over her magic

Loyalty:
Mostly to herself, but this might change if she finds a cause worth fighting for
Social life
Lower end of middle class: didn't have to worry about starving, but has known tough times. Lives as a bit of a hermit nowadays.

Other:
Nyara is looking for druids, hoping to find a mentor to teach her more about her magical abilities. The one ability she has mastered it to move her spirit into a hawk, causing her to see through the bird's eyes. If she does this for too long, she loses grip of her humanity and is lost forever.
Communicates through gestures and a few sounds.

 

[FrostXShadow]

Name:
Edwin Greybeard
Age:
28
Gender:
Male
Birthdate:
12/13
Job:
Druid War Chief
Appearance:
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Personality:
Edwin isn't the warmongering Druid most expect him to be, but that doesn't mean he doesn't enjoy some bloodshed. There are two reasons Edwin get's involved in fights long before he should, is his impatience, he can't stand around all day and plan a crusade in a small room. Another reason is that he somewhat enjoys combat, despite what the Greybeards taught him (that being sit on a mountain near a huge statue for the rest of your life), he enjoys the fights and doesn't really feel much pain.

Although he may look battle-crazy, he does care for his fellow druids, and if needed, will rush out to protect those in need. Edwin is caring out of battle, and he's always okay to take a few hits. Edwin is a little doubtful of himself, he sometimes regrets abandoning his training, but figures, if he's doing something good for the world, he's doing something right.

Backstory:
Edwin was born in a small, quiet family. Everything was perfectly fine, he never questioned anything and rarely interacted with peers. Like most stories, everything was on the up and up. That was until a massacre. Both his parents murdered in cold blood. Edwin was next on the bandit's list of random murders he/she wanted to commit. Injured near a mountain, he was left to die, with no hope left, he lost consciousness.

Several hours passed after his left to die situation, Edwin awoke in a small stone structure, he was told not to move, an elderly man stood over him, with a gray beard. His hooded clothing covered most of his face but it didn't matter since Edwin wasn't the most perceptive. Like most, he asked where he was, the old man answered with "The Shrine of Azura." Edwin wasn't religious nor did he believe too much in the gods but this, was too much. Though to stay safe and under protection, he followed along with old man. This sprung a series of events m, where Edwin learned the "Way of the Voice", only later ditching his last name and using Greybeard to show a bit of commitment to his training, it was also a homage to the fact that the ones teaching him had grey beards.

This kept going until he reached the age of 26, the Greybeards was getting old, and their teaching began to be forgotten. It was time for a predecessor, Edwin was proposed to become the new Leader of the Greybeards, he denied it and abandoned his training. However he kept what he learned and soon became the Druid War Chief. There wasn't much to war on until the next year of service. And that's where he comes in on this war.
Magic Proficiency: Advanced
Equipment: Besides his armor, helmet and war hammer, there isn't much he likes to carry on him.
Magic Type: It's more ancestral than anything else. His magic are phrases in a language he barely understands. consisting of three words of power. that can be used to unleash varied powerful effects. Edwin only knows some of the phrases, for complete mastery over this would take an innumerable amount of years.

Spoiler: Known Phrases

Fire Breath
Shoots fire in an unusual amount out of his mouth
Yol | Fire
Toor | Inferno
Shui | Sun

Frost Breath
Next to identical to Fire Breath, just extremely cold
Fo | Frost
Krah | Cold
Diin | Freeze

Clear Skies
Clears the skies of any weather
Lok | Sky
Vah | Spring
Koor | Summer

Storm Call
A Shout to the skies, calling the destructive forces of Camelot's lightning
Strun | Storm
Bah | Wrath
Qo | Lightning

Loyalty: Druids
Other:

Spoiler: Shrine of Azura

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Áine Mhic Uistein

• Overview
• Basic Information
• Personal Information
• Backstory
• RP Specific Information

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  A woman of love and compassion, that is what Áine is described as. Although she has lived many years as a druid in the forests, she has not forgotten the civilized ways of her old life. She is kind, generous, and motherly, traits that lead to her current role. Although at first many would think her an otherworldly being at first sight, this is merely a side effect of her connection with the forests themselves, becoming one with them in order to understand and protect them better. The otherworldly appearance also grants her the gifted healing capabilities she has, allowing her to even revive those who have passed within a reasonable amount of time.
  
  Her motherly stature should not be taken lightly however, for she is as formidable an opponent as any master of the blade. Although she may not be a skilled swords woman, she is highly skilled in forest magics, creating walls of brambles, summoning magical forest creatures, and even commanding the forest to fight for her. Although she dislikes conflicts that end in bloodshed, she understands that sometimes it is unavoidable, and action must be taken.
  

  Life is something to be cherished, not thrown away. Áine

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  Age: 23
  Birth Date: February 8th
  Height: 5'6" / 6'3"
  Weight: 121 lbs.
  Gender: Female
  Sexuality: Straight
  Body Type: Dainty build of a common woman. / Shaped to act as one with nature, very tough, yet extremely gentle.
  
• 
  Appearance: Áine's human form is a fairly gorgeous woman, given her age. Her hair is a shining, almost platinum blonde coloration that flows down to her shoulders. Her eyes are a soft meadow green, and her face is that of a young maiden. Her figure is not much different, a young maiden at her finest to say in the least. Her skin is pale, however she isn't sick in the slightest. Her druidic form on the other hand is an otherworldly sight indeed. Branch-like antlers protrude from her forehead, creating a crest of sorts that her fellow druids identify her by. Long white hair that trails far to the earth, twigs littering the ashen locks. Her skin also becomes a faint white hue, and her eyes become almost hollow, replaced with emerald orbs of a magical nature. In place of normal clothing, her body is covered in fur-like hairs of a deep forest green, acting as a dress. In addition her hands and feet end in animal claws, all of this to create her unworldly visage.
  
  Personality: Áine is benevolent in nature, believing that there is kindness and understanding in everyone. She is also calm and caring just like her mother once was. Her disciplined mentality has taught her when not to act, and she is empathetic, understanding that others stand against her views for their own reasons. Áine is forgiving, even to her enemies, and gentle. Her idealistic tendencies however can get in the way, yet she is patient and hopes to achieve her ideals. As a motherly individual, Áine is protective of her peers and the forest. Trusting others has always been a flaw of hers, making her seem careless when she heals those who have just attempted to take her life as she believes all life should be reserved.
  
  Likes: Nature, Tea, Diplomacy, Mercy, Ideals of Betterment
  Dislikes: Bloodshed, Rashness, Fire
  
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  Áine's early years were spent with her mother and father, both of whom were druids themselves. Growing up, she learned many of the ways of druidic followings, and took particular interest in her mother's restorative druidry. Just as Áine now can, her mother was able to take an alternate form, one of nature, that increased her abilities to heal to a level that marked her with the title of 'Grand Healer' of the Druid Clan. At her young age, Áine had a pet, a forest raven she had named Cairde. The raven had accompanied her everywhere she went, and was the reason she still lives. One day while Áine and Cairde were exploring the forests, Áine had gotten caught in a crevice. Unable to free herself, Cairde flew off to find her mother, and returned with the druidic mother in tow to save young Áine.
  
  Upon reaching the proper age, Áine began her own studies in the druidic followings. She followed under the guidance of her mother, learning of the ebb and flow of the forest's life force, and how everything works together for the betterment of the whole forest. She quickly learned the ways of healing life, and eventually surpassed her mother's potentials, although she had not learned the discipline of the job quite yet. As such, she continued to learn under her mother's guidance along with the other healers, until finally she was prepared to take over her mother's title as the 'Grand Healer' of her people.
  
• 
  Job: Grand Healer of the Druid Clan
  Magic Proficiency: Prodigy
  Equipment: Magic Crystal Pendent
  Magic Type: Nature Magic
  Loyalty: Druids
  
  ~Áine's Human Form~
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Cailte Ó Forannáin

• Overview
• Basic Information
• Personal Information
• Backstory
• RP Specific Information

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  Cailte is a unique druid in the sense that he's a direct descendant of an almost dead form of druidry. This combined with his personality and paranoia gives you a mine field of secrecy. Despite his overly careful way of life, he acts fairly casual as if all is fine. On top of this, his druidic calling's versatility makes him the ultimate jack of all trades for whoever he sees as an ally. However he is not as bad as one would think.
  
  He is quite friendly and sociable, and often gives advice to those who seem to need it. He is never afraid to give help, granted it doesn't risk his secrets getting out, and he's never been one to shy away from a challenge. He may not be the easiest of people to get along with deeply, but he's a decent person nonetheless.
  

  You're never going to get anywhere sitting around. Get up and take a look for yourself what the world has to offer! Cailte

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  Age: 27
  Birth Date: June 22nd
  Height: 6'2"
  Weight: 187 lbs.
  Gender: Male
  Sexuality: Straight
  Body Type: Lean yet well built for combat and survival.
  
• 
  Appearance: Cailte has short and messy chestnut hair, and eyes to match. His skin is a fair white tone, and his figure is that of a nomadic traveler. However he is adorned with a Celtic knot tattoo that trails from the end of his left hand, up around his shoulder, and all the way to the bottom of his left foot. His apparel supports this visage of being a traveler as he wears long heavy robes, carries few heavy supplies, yet also carries exotic trinkets, presumably from other lands. Despite this, very few pay him much attention excluding the occasional suspicious guard here and there.
  
  Personality: Cailte is adaptable and alert, preparing himself for any situation thrown his way. He does his best to remain calm and his clever thinking has saved him more than once. Confident yet disciplined, he has become an efficient, focused, and hardworking man. Despite the potential of his dying art he is humble, never boasting of its strengths over others. His intelligence, combined with his observant and patient attitude make him a formidable opponent, even before any physical confrontation occurs. Cailte is principled, following set rules of his druidry in order to uphold his standing with the earth, and is resourceful in order to rely less on the earth. He keeps things tidy, and is seen as an enigmatic, skeptical, cautious, cynical, and irritable individual.
  
  Likes: Tea, Organization, Traveling, Nature, Order, Naps
  Dislikes: Nosey Individuals, Death of Nature, His identity being discovered, Not knowing what's a danger and what's not.
  
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  Although Cailte's background is brief, he has accomplished many things in his time. His craft of druidry is unlike any other, allowing him to travel to other planes of existence such as Mag Mel, ceasing his biological aging process, speaking with the earth directly, and even shifting into the form of animals. However, unlike other crafts of druidry, his is old, used by the Tuatha De Daan, and has very strict ways of functioning. He cannot speak words of power and have the earth do as he wishes, no, he must ask it to aid him, he must ask it to give him it's power, and he must respect that which he takes. As he grew up, this is what he learned, and as a result, became a paranoid and secretive man, constantly watching his back for whatever threat may come for him next.
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  Job: Warrior, Scout, Spy, Healer (He does whatever he is asked)
  Magic Proficiency: Prodigy
  Equipment: Staff, Pouch of rations, Large traveler's cloak
  Magic Type: Celtic Knot Druidry
  Loyalty: Self (Favors Druids)
  

  Celtic Knot Druidry

  
  Celtic Knot Druidry is a very complex form of druidry that is almost undetectable and virtually limitless when used properly. However, despite the many advantages of this ancient druidry art, the rules of its use are strict, and violators are punished severely, in some cases resulting in instant death. Another notable thing about this form of druidry is it's complexity and difficulty to understand and ultimately master. In order for an apprentice of this art to be considered into full druid status of this form, they must accomplish a life's worth of study and practice, as well as another life's worth of training under a full druid. As such, there are very few druids capable of this form of druidry, however they are valuable assets due to their versatility and unique skill sets.
  
  

  ~False Immortality~​

  A common mistake tied to this form of druidry is the belief that it allows the druid immortality. This is not the case, and would, in fact, be against the art entirely. Although it may seem druids of this following are immortal, they are as mortal as any other human. The explanation to their seemingly unending lifespan is a special tea blend they consume on a daily basis. The tea is a mixture of very specific herbs found commonly in the wild, however the sight of a Celtic Knot Druid is needed in order to unbind and then rebind the connections of the herbs in order to give it the longevity effect. It is possible for humans not of the druidic order to achieve this same result, however the only way would be if a Celtic Knot Druid had prepared the tea themselves. In addition to lengthening one's lifespan, the tea ceases physical aging, and in various cases, reverses it to an extent. As such, a druid of this kind could be beyond 500 years old, yet look to be in his mid 30's.
  
  

  ~The Restrictions~​

  Celtic Knot Druidry is very strict in how it can and cannot be used. These are ways that are forbidden to be used...
  >A druid cannot directly harm with the intent to kill any living creature with druidic power. Transgression results in death.
  >A druid cannot freely take power from the earth to use, the druid is unable to obtain power if not directly connected with the earth. Such examples are man made roads, inside buildings, etc.
  >A druid cannot harm the nature they have sworn to protect and heal. Transgressors will be denied the earth's power, followed by being marked for death and hunted by other druids.
  
  

  ~Transformations~​

  Celtic Knot Druidry grants the druid three animal forms they can transform into. These forms take power to transform into and out of, and possessions such as clothing, weapons, or other items on person will remain where the druid transforms (Necklaces are excluded). Each druid's forms are different, and therefore many druids often specialize in different tasks.
  
  

  ~"Magic"~​

  Unlike other forms of druidry that use legitimate magic, Celtic Knot Druidry taps into the very essence of the world and changes how it connects to itself. Druids can also communicate with the earth itself, managing a druid of this art to move earth, have trees act as perimeter guards, and even rendering themselves nearly invisible. They can accomplish virtually anything within reason, but the more complicated the task, the more complex the knots that must be altered, and therefore the more time it takes the druid to "cast" their "magic" on the world.
  

  
  

Name:
Alexander Serinolf
Age:
21
Gender:
Male
Brithdate:
06/07
Job:
Knight
Appearance:
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Personality:
Alexander is like every other one of his fellow peers, he follows orders from his higher-ups, doing what needs to be done. He doesn't really have much emotion, he's not empathetic nor sympathetic, he's a blank. Alexander isn't sadistic, but he does enjoy a good fight, he's sort of a good sport in that way, he compliments his opponent on good strikes. He lives every moment in his life like it's his last, and is rather skilled in the combat of war, and is not afraid to rush into battle.

However, he's rather brash and blunt, he points out flaws and takes pride in it. Alexander isn't that smart, he's a living suicide mission, he slashes first, then asks questions later. Or rather, he asks the question, doesn't like the answer, then slashes. It's a process.
Backstory:
Alexander was born from a long line of knights and warriors. It was set in stone for him to become a knight. He lived a rather calm life, his father would train him in sword fighting and blocking with a shield. Alexander didn't really care too much for if he was gonna become a knight, anything would suite him, but he figured if his parent's were gonna be upset by a decision of him not becoming a knight, he would follow the path of father and become a warrior of Camelot.

Alexander has been a knight for a year, he assists those in combat and does what every other knight does, follow orders.
Weapons:
-A shield with a emblem depicting a dragon on the front.
-His iron sword given to him when he became a knight.
Equipment:
-A wood canteen filled with water
Skills:
-Sword Fighting
-Expertly blocking with his shield
Loyalty:
The King
Social Status:
Middle Class
Other:
N/A (subject to change)

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Name: Nathan OwlFeather (used to be Bushroot)

Age: 16

Birthdate: New Year's Day (January 1st)

Job: Clan Seer (diviner/fortune teller)

Personality: Wise beyond his years, calm, quiet, slow to anger and always watching everything with those piercing eyes of his. He is rarely a man to speak out of turn or quarrel, he has the demeanor of a wise old owl in the way he's always silent but watching everything. Renown for his great intuition and insight.

Backstory/family history: His family line is full of supposedly "wise" men and women, always important people of some sort. Whether or not they were actually fit to give council to anyone is of course up for debate or a matter of opinion. But his family aside from that, has been of little note. They are as normal as one would expect from a Druid line. Nothing out of the ordinary. He's always been a bit of a maverick, once running away to go study at Christian monestary no less. Some wanted to call him a traitor for going away to that religious house of Christianity, but he was eventually forgiven after some persuasion. He likes to take a slightly different approach to spirituality than most Druids but not TOO radical, within normal Druidic tendencies.

Magic proficiency( prodigy, average, horrible): Prodigy

Equipment: Animal skin hat with a cute little druidic good luck charm on it, fur and animal skin clothes, backpack full of survival/travel stuff, a magic staff, an amulet and talisman, magic rings on each finger, magic bangles, basic woodsman tools, hatchet, divination tools, ancestral/animistic totems and stuff for worship and magic.

favorite magic type- (elemental, draconic, dark, ancestral, celestial others ): Divination

Loyalty: Himself first, the closet to him/friends/lovers/family and loved ones second, Druidic tribe 3rd.

Other: Idk.

(I suppose you should ignore the elf ears lol)

Name:
Nyara
Age:
19
birthdate
08/23

Job
Nyara makes a living scavenging the woods for usable herbs and roots. She also hunts, sometimes maybe more legally than other times.

Appearance:

Personality
Maybe Nyara has been on her own for too long, maybe she's just a little awkward. Nyara isn't too quick to trust someone and tends to avoid contact with others as much as possible. When you just meet her, she might come off as a bit cold and uncaring, but to those she opens up to, Nyara shows an entirely different side. She's friendly, warm, and kind, offering a listening ear to those who need it. Nyara is always there to help the people she cares about and will go to far ends to protect those she cares about. She stands for the things she believes in.

Backstory/family history:
Nyara had a fairly easy youth growing up. Although her family has known tough times sometimes, they never really had to worry about starving to death. Worst case scenario was skipping a meal or two a few times per week. Her family was very loving, consisting of her father, her mother, and a younger brother. Her mother was a druid, her father was a blacksmith, and her little brother was just a child.

They say things change when you hit puberty, especially when you're a girl. For Nyara, this was no different. Or maybe, it was even more different. Powers that had been slumbering in her soul started showing itself. Her mother became her mentor, teaching her what she knew for as long as it lasted. Unfortunately this wasn't very long.

A few years ago, her life took a drastic change for the darker and far worse. Someone, gods know who, reported her mother as a magic user. Soon enough the knights showed up at her doorstep. Judgment was swift, and her mother was executed on the spot. Nyara couldn't stand to see this and spoke up in her mother's defense. The knights... they didn't take too kindly to that. Due to her loose tongue, and her mother being a magic user, the knights took no risk. A part of her tongue was cut out, and the wound was seared shut with hot iron. This has left her unable to speak. Now, Nyara communicates solely through gestures and the occasional sound.

Since she didn't want to risk putting her family in any further danger, Nyara fled the small village they lived in. Nowadays she lives in the woods as a bit of a hermit, surviving on whatever she finds, shoots, and can otherwise get her hands on. Nyara is bitter towards those who hurt her, but she won't just let that get in her way... Or would she?


weapons
Bow & Arrow
Equipment
Nothing worth mentioning, but subject to change

Skills:
- Knowledge of plants, herbs, roots, and (local) wildlife
- Archery
- Sneaking (mostly applies in the woods. She's not too great at hiding in cities)
- (very) poor control over her magic

Loyalty:
Mostly to herself, but this might change if she finds a cause worth fighting for
Social life
Lower end of middle class: didn't have to worry about starving, but has known tough times. Lives as a bit of a hermit nowadays.

Other:
Nyara is looking for druids, hoping to find a mentor to teach her more about her magical abilities. The one ability she has mastered it to move her spirit into a hawk, causing her to see through the bird's eyes. If she does this for too long, she loses grip of her humanity and is lost forever.
Communicates through gestures and a few sounds.

I kinda need actual face claim pictures. you can keep the pictures you have but just add a face claim (actual person) to your CS

 

[The Chronicler]

I kinda need actual face claim pictures. you can keep the pictures you have but just add a face claim (actual person) to your CS

Visions of failure

 

[SarachaSauz06]

Leon of Camelot

Name: King Leon of Camelot

Loyalty: Camelot

Social Life: High Born

Other: Left handed and bares a Serpent tattoo around the right arm.

Age: 48

Birthdate: December 4

Job: King of Camelot

Personality: Rambuncious in his youth, and still trying to be. Leon is a kind and polite, but strict about what he brands as justice and moral. He oft thought to be rightious by the people, but is known for some ruthless acts of Kingship. Through his life he's carried himself high. Now, as king he must truly live the part, instead of just looking it.

Backstory/Family History: He is King, what more can be said. In his youth he'd adventure around the
Kingdom and stir trouble where ever he could go, often getting himself in trouble too. Unbridled in his teenage years he bed more women than an Inn keeper could shelter guests, his suave appeal to women was well honed. by his 18 birthday, the war began. It took the lives of many of his friends, and his father wouldn't ever allow him to join the fight. His father fell ill three years into the war, eventually dying in combat because his illness sapped away his strength. For sometime, as the new king, Leon didn't know what to do. But, under the guidance of his wife, and mistress, he became the king Camelot needed.

Weapons

Estoc.....................................................................................................

Sword and Shield.......................................................................................

Equipment

(When combat ready)

Dual sword holsters with a clasp on the back for his shield.

Skills

(Because King) Several sword styles, most common are fencing and English broadsword and shield. Political Acuteness (But isn't the Devil himself). Bit of Wordsmith. Hand-to-Hand Combat.

How's the back story? Also, let me know if anything needs changing.

 

[marorda]

Prince Adrian of Camelot

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Age: 23
Birthdate: 05/27​

Occupation: Prince of Camelot
Loyalty: His father, King Leon of Camelot
Social Life: Highborn​

Personality

Adrian is charming as you would expect a prince to be. He's a talker, but won't hesitate to reach for the steel should words not be enough. In his opinion, the best way of ruling a kingdom is to inspire fear in the citizens. When your people fear you, they won't think to rebel against you. And those stupid enough to do so? Let them meet the pointy end of his steel, a quick demise. Adrian isn't one to show mercy to those who question his father or him, and even less so towards those who use magic.

Like his father, Adrian is adventurous, exploring the outdoors and charming his way into the ladies' skirts. He's bedded several women already, and the count is still rising. He also likes a good drink (or two, or three) in the tavern. But don't dare to serve him some cheap ale. Adrian's a prince. He has a refined taste.

Background

Adrian has never had to worry a day in his life. Being the Prince of Camelot, most things were handed to him on a silver platter. Quite literally, at that. However, this hasn't made him lazy. From the age he was old enough to hold a sword, he's been trained in how to use it. From the age he was old enough to remotely understand what politics are about, he was taught about the lords and the ladies, the lands surrounding Camelot, how to smooth talk yourself out of a situation, how to inspire your men, how to wage war. Adrian is being trained to one day become a great king like his father is now.

Once in a while, Adrian gladly joins the Knights in a witch hunt. If it's up to him, the day Camelot will forever be rid of magic can't come quickly enough. And he'll gladly lend a hand to make this come true.

Weapons

Longsword

Short sword and shield

Equipment

Armor fit for a prince

Sword crafted especially for him
Family shield

Skills

- Swordfighting (fencing, sword and shied mostly)
- Charming (especially with ladies)
- Horse Riding
- Tactical Insight/Strategist (Adrian knows how to fight, but is even better at telling others where to be in fights)

(I will probably add pictures of weapons at a somewhat later point Or not... I'll see)

 

[Chachalotte]

Camelot citizen

Name: Elena Wright, actual name : Emma Bright
Age: 20
Birthdate : 01/01
Jobs : Chief and bard, head of popular tavern named "A new dawn".

Appearance :

Spoiler

A woman with medium hair, standing at 5"5 feet with a well build figure. (Almost like a hourglass)

Personality : Normally harsh and cold on the outside, her sarcastic tone may had triggered some people during the past. However, when she is in the presence of an high rank person, she became soft and careful with her words and movements. This is the same with her close friends, not normal friends of course in which she normally keep her difficult personality. Her personality tend to change depending of her mood, which is really fluid. But somewhat, this made her successful in her own tavern.


Backstory : Elena was a brave girl during her childhood. Despise the fact that she was an highborn made to be like a doll, she wanted to be a strong warrior along the other soldiers. She decided to trained herself with a wooden sword until she could get exhausted. But after noticing Elena's reluctance, her parents became even more strict blocking her way in her room. After crying because of her future who was already build only to marry a guy she probably won't have any interest in, she tended to sang in her room, alone, training her voice and creating her own lyrics on a paper along a lute that she found inside her palace. Her voice and sorrow could be heard from the servants against the closed door, and they soon discovered that her voice was special. After that her palace was burned from an unknown criminal because of a revenge for the Wright family, her parents died but she was saved from one servant. After waking up, she discovered a feeling in her chest that she never had before. But trying to avoid this feeling as much as she could, she gave a large pile of money to the servant and ran away with the rest. She cursed herself because she believed she was punished for dreaming that her parents would dismissed forever. After changing her name to Emma and removing her old identity, she started a new life by buying an old tavern, renovating it with the money she had left. She learnt cooking with a newcomer who came in the tavern regularly, and used her singing talent. This paid off and she became popular among the population. Her tavern is accepting everyone, because it's a place for every kind of persons who wanted some peaceful moments in this cold world. Some Highborn made their way inside and left the tavern happy. "A new dawn is the perfect place if you want to believe back in your own life... Emma voice will melt your heart." A customer.

Skills:
-Her handwritting is beautiful.
-She can draw exceptional images.
-Elena is an excellent chief. Her plate is always a success, and the highborn and most rich, popular person wanted to ask her some food. Most of them became addict. The smell, the look, the taste... Everything is captivating her customers.
-Her voice is mesmerizing. She can put a deep silence around her once she started her singing with her lute, which she had trained a lot with.
-She know how to defend herself, and know little about swordfighting.

Loyalty: King (For now...)
Social class : Highborn

 

[Miss Lusamine]

Name: Daena Dondarrion
Age: 18
Birthdate: June 1st
Job: Highborn Lady

Appearance:

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Personality:
Daena is, in appearance everything a highborn lady should be. Meek and quiet in appearance, however this persona hides a sharp mind and deep understanding regarding the game of politics in the world. With her keen mind she was able to help her family rise from a minor lordly house guarding the entryway to the sea for Camelot to a powerful house. Through careful planning and executed plans, Daena simply looks like she had nothing to do with any of it.


History:
Daena grew up in a minor lordly house in Camelot. Her family had been granted an island fortress which stood at the mouth of the main river entryway to the kingdom of Camelot for mounting a successful campaign in the rivers defence.

Throughout her childhood, Daena was under tutelage from her mother in typical highborn lady pursuits. However she was also taught the game of politics by her Grandmother. It was her grandmother's moves that saw their family increase their land ownage under the kingdom, going from one of hundreds of minor houses to a large lordly house.

Unlike her grandmother, Daena would soon be married off to some other noble lord and that would be that. She would be expected to stand by her new husband, His goals and aims, becoming hers.


Skills:

Charm
Daena knows enough to be able to change her persona depending on the situation, Going from meek to simpering to shrewd and calculating in a heartbeat. She does this so subtly that nobody notices if they do not know her well enough.

Cunning
Daena's mind is as sharp as any assassin's dagger. While she may not know warfare, she knows the shadier side of politics in their world. Making things happen behind the scenes that can have an effect on how wars go, all learnt from her Grandmother.

Loyalty: King
Social life: Highborn

 

[FrostXShadow]

Name: Daena Dondarrion
Age: 18
Birthdate: June 1st
Job: Highborn Lady

Appearance:

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Personality:
Daena is, in appearance everything a highborn lady should be. Meek and quiet in appearance, however this persona hides a sharp mind and deep understanding regarding the game of politics in the world. With her keen mind she was able to help her family rise from a minor lordly house guarding the entryway to the sea for Camelot to a powerful house. Through careful planning and executed plans, Daena simply looks like she had nothing to do with any of it.


History:
Daena grew up in a minor lordly house in Camelot. Her family had been granted an island fortress which stood at the mouth of the main river entryway to the kingdom of Camelot for mounting a successful campaign in the rivers defence.

Throughout her childhood, Daena was under tutelage from her mother in typical highborn lady pursuits. However she was also taught the game of politics by her Grandmother. It was her grandmother's moves that saw their family increase their land ownage under the kingdom, going from one of hundreds of minor houses to a large lordly house.

Unlike her grandmother, Daena would soon be married off to some other noble lord and that would be that. She would be expected to stand by her new husband, His goals and aims, becoming hers.


Skills:

Charm
Daena knows enough to be able to change her persona depending on the situation, Going from meek to simpering to shrewd and calculating in a heartbeat. She does this so subtly that nobody notices if they do not know her well enough.

Cunning
Daena's mind is as sharp as any assassin's dagger. While she may not know warfare, she knows the shadier side of politics in their world. Making things happen behind the scenes that can have an effect on how wars go, all learnt from her Grandmother.

Loyalty: King
Social life: Highborn

I don't know who you are but I love you already because your face claim is The freaking dragon queen

 

[Miss Lusamine]

I don't know who you are but I love you already because your face claim is The freaking dragon queen

Thanks
Who knows maybe she will end up marrying the prince and gaining a place as the future queen hahaha

 

[FrostXShadow]

Thanks
Who knows maybe she will end up marrying the prince and gaining a place as the future queen hahaha

Why do I feel like this is about to get interesting

 

[Miss Lusamine]

Why do I feel like this is about to get interesting

Either that or she may allign her house with the chief druid you never know