Fandom Fire Emblem - Breath of War Lore/CS

[HerculePyro]

No. Not neccesarily. The dragons are just another race, they're old and powerful and have different citizens some of whom may be bandits or villainous but there's no flat out evil one.
The only notable dragon at the moment is the Primarch Evangeline.

 

[CallmeMyth]

Name: Tali

Age: 20 "human" years

Gender: Female

Race: Beast Folk

Spoiler: Appearance

Spoiler: Appearance

Spoiler: “Appearance”

This is how the “stripes” on her face look

Spoiler: True Form

Standing at a relatively short stature of 5'2 by human standards, Tali possesses light golden hair as well as striking red amber eyes. Her fur when fully transformed has a slightly orange hue. She wears a red ribbon around her neck, with 2 bells attached to the end of each of the ribbon's strands. Her typical ensemble consists of a blouse made from cotton that laces up her shoulders, allowing her more flexibility while she transforms. She prefers to wear leather shorts with a plaid skirt and leggings to conceal her lower half, as well as open-toed sandals with straps that criss-cross over the tops of her clawed feet. Tali's only other accessories are the belt she wears around her waist which holds her skirt in place, a leather strap with a pouch attached to it around her left leg, as well as an occasional hat. The only defining cat-like features she has when not fully transformed are the golden "cat ears" that stick out noticeably atop her head, her long golden tail, as well as two visible "stripes" across the cheeks on either side of her face.

Class: Beast Unit

Weapons: "Who needs weapons when you've got fangs and claws?" -Tali
Having never been taught how to wield a human weapon, Tali chooses to use her fangs and claws instead, since that is what feels most "natural" to her. Of course, this just leads many of the humans in the militia to viewing her as "unskilled," and she enjoys proving to them otherwise.

Personality: Despite her stature, upbringing and perhaps even the way she chooses to dress, Tali does not possess a "dainty" attitude, although sometimes she does feign that type of behavior in front of nobles or other humans that she views as arrogant or pompous. She dislikes being looked down upon, literally as well as figuratively. Despite her occasional feistiness, Tali is normally very well composed in her mannerisms. She is also very kind, and does not enjoy speaking negatively towards others, and it takes a lot to elicit such a response from her.

Lineage: Tali is uncertain of her exact lineage, having been taken from her biological family at a very young age. However, it is safe to assume that her true family originated from the Wildlands.

Spoiler: History

Tali was taken from her family at a very young age and sold to a wealthy noble man and woman, who owned a large portion of land in a village somewhere within the Farm Province. As a result, all of her earliest memories are from her time growing up on their estate. There was a time when Tali was very young, that she loved her human family. The lord of the estate and his wife lavished Tali with clothes made from the most delicate finery, and she would enjoy banquets for dinner during meal times. She also spent a great deal of her time in cat form, which seemed to please the lady of the estate, who enjoyed grooming her fur and showing her lots of affection. The life of luxury was not unbeknownst to her, and for years Tali was content with her life and considered herself lucky that she wasn't begging on the streets like a poor commoner.

Her life was not completely filled with niceties, however. Outside of the lord and lady's estate, Tali found herself very alone and lacking any sort of friends. Other wealthy villagers would scowl at her on the roads when she passed by, and the rest treated her as if she was a nuisance, always telling her to "scurry off." Tali found her only solace in the lord's sparring chamber which was located in the basement of their estate. The sparring quarters were strictly off limits to her, and so she would watch from the shadows as the former knight practiced his fighting techniques. The art of combat intrigued her; it was such a different past time than reading books or pouring tea, or helping the peeress fit her dresses.

Her opinion of her human family changed as she grew older however, and she recalls a time when the lord of the estate caught her in the sparring room, fully transformed. Without realizing what was happening, Tali witnessed the former knight draw his blade upon her without hesitation, and the two of them exchanged blows before the lady of the estate came rushing into the room. The lord lowered his weapon, and Tali reverted back to her half-human form, confused and completely unsure of how to explain herself. Tali had been locked away as punishment afterwards, refused to be allowed outside her personal chambers.

Tali is certain that was when the lord and lady's attitudes toward her began to noticeably change. Before, their treatment of her had been much more subtle; such as preventing her from attending social meetings like a normal member of the human society. Now their attitudes had become more callous, and one night Tali overheard the lord’s wife speaking to her husband about a subject she had never discussed with him before. She mentioned the night her husband had brought her a gift, and "how much she had adored the little thing." Now that Tali had grown up, and especially after that "incident," the peeress had increasingly become more and more concerned...and even frightened. Tali remembers at first being shocked, and then appalled by the way she was being discussed...almost as if she were some kind of "pet." Tali came to the harsh realization that she had been taken from her true family, "bought" and now...she barely recalls the lord's reply, although she remembers how badly his words stung her ears. Filled with rage, Tali slipped out of her home in the middle of the night, shapeshifting into her true form and running away as fast as she could.

Surviving on her own proved difficult at first for someone like herself, who had never been used to life on the streets. Near starvation, Tali managed to stumble upon the first member of her own kind that she had met in her entire life. He was a young cat man, with dark hair and solemn blue eyes. His overall appearance seemed to be a bit disheveled, and it was apparent that he had lived a very different life than she had. In a short time, Tali began to consider this man her first true friend. He showed her how to make the most of her new life, although when he asked Tali what her plans were for the future, her answer was not what her friend had expected. She desired to join the militia, to prove to the humans that she was capable and to show them that the beast folk didn't deserve the treatment they received at the hands of human society.

Her friend detested the idea, himself being part of a rogue band who opposed the empire. He asked her to join him, but Tali respectfully declined. He believed that the empire's views could never fully be swayed, and that it was a waste of her time and her life, trying. Tali felt differently, and ultimately the two of them made the difficult choice to go their separate ways. After traveling for some time afterwards, Tali eventually encountered a band of soldiers from the militia. She proceeded to introduce herself, and albeit with some reluctance on their part, she managed to convince them to accept her into their ranks as a mercenary.

 

[HerculePyro]

CallmeMyth Approved, just change Capital province in the backstory to Farm province. The militia is separate from the capital.

 

[CallmeMyth]

CallmeMyth Approved, just change Capital province in the backstory to Farm province. The militia is separate from the capital.

It’s been changed, is that better?

 

[HerculePyro]

Yup, that's all good.

 

[Dolches]

Drawn by 嚴四九. (Pixiv link, proceed at your own risk.)

Name

Anthony Ergon.

Age

19.

Gender

Male.

Race

Human.

Appearance

Anthony stands at a gargantuan 6 feet tall and is rather muscular, with the body type of a blueprint paper and piercing black eyes that match his even blacker hair. His face is naturally stern and dutiful looking, as if he was born for his class. His usual garb is his armor and boots. Them and his shield are a dark grey, with his family's crest adorned upon them. If, however, you catch him without his armor, his undergarb is a dark brown gambeson and thick pants. Even further under is a cotton undershirt and briefs. His only accessory is a small piece of wood painted red that was given to him by his father. It has a darker history than he knows, however.

Class

Armored Knight.

Weapon

An Iron Sword.

Personality

Anthony is pretty stoic, never really talking or doing much unless he has a question or he's been spoken to first. When he does show emotion, however, it'll be subtly. He's also incredibly dutiful, sticking to orders unless in the face of death. He'll sometimes show some emotion to his peers, or disdain to Beastmen.

Lineage

Anthony comes from a line of prestigious knights who've "unofficially" set themselves up in a blood feud with Beastmen when Belhemoth was still at war. He has come to think of them as lesser because of his upbringing.

History

Anthony is the next knight in his family tree. He has been trained by his father since a young age in many areas of knighthood. The most obvious effects of this are his aptitude in heavily armored combat, his physique, his fear and prejudice of Beastmen, and his nigh complete lack of social skills. He had become an adult in recent months, so his father thought about getting him some real experience. For this, he sent Anthony out to Rivercross village.

Other

Anthony is typically stone-faced and oblivious to social norms due to his upbringing. It wouldn't be too far to say he'd punch you "in retaliation" for the offer of a handshake.

 

[HerculePyro]

Please put a bit more into the appearance, I know you have an image (of a fire mage not a swordsman but i'll forgive you ). You've said his physique is good but can you elaborate?
How tall is he, is he lanky, does he have a beer gut or is he a giant wall of muscle. Also just for my sake, eye colour would be nice.

Would you be able to add a bit more in his history about this blood feud? We have a few beastmen and beastmen sympathisers in the group I'd like to know his stakes. On that, you've missed adding his personality.

Last but not least please have a read through the rules on the OOC page.

 

[Dolches]

I've made some changes, but I'll have to fix any remaining problems tomorrow. Sweet dreams.

 

[HerculePyro]

Dolches Approved.

 

[HerculePyro]

ThatGuyWithSouvlaki Flintstone Agent Arcanist Dolches I've added some info on the leaders of the beast tribes for any of you interested.

 

[Well-Life-Aint-Fair]

Hullo is this thing still on?

 

[HerculePyro]

Hi yes, I believe it is still on.

 

[Marumatsu]

Name: Fydoria
Age: Having recently turned 20 Human years
Gender: Female
Race: (Kitsune)
Appearance:
Class: (Pegasus Knight- Kitsune)
Weapon: (Iron Lance and Blessed lance- Does not know how to use stones to transform has never transformed due to mental trauma if ever she could recover beastone would be added)

Personality: Very passionate and dutiful worker. Extremely diligent and a stoic appearance on the outside to protect herself a coping mechanism she used to survive through slavery. This condition keeps her mindset a little as a child in the terms of being frightened or locking up when yelled at outside of the battlefield and rarely on the battle field in specific terrain (one of the main reasons she prefers to fly above the field), when treated with praise an overflow of positive emotions rush though her body making her happy and can sometimes cause her to laugh a little bit catching her of guard before suppressing her happiness so as not to show weakness. She fears Gorilla beast due to her past something she is working very hard to conquer. She becomes a loving and nurturing person when tending to her Pegasus Alexis showing a very different and gentle side. She is not intentional in her cold stance against others however she believes everyone is out for something and tries her best to not establish deep bonds. She absolutely adores dandelions having planted and nurtured some in enslavement reminding her all life is delicate and precious and can be blown out in one swift breeze. She treasures her life and fights to bring meaning to those without the skill to do so. She can also be very paranoid at times.

Lineage: (Taken as a slave to experimentation at the age of 10 months she has not idea of her lineage.)

History: After an incursion on one of the Short Hairs territories a group of mages and warriors provided by an esteemed Noble purchased captured and enslaved aShort hairs they collected from the invade purchasing a great number of younger Short hairs Fydoria of course was in this group. Experiments were conducted on the captured Short Hairs to get them to use a beaststones and have them controlled once under transformation to lock them into transformation and create mindless beasts to control them in battles with dark magics. However a great number of them died to these experiments because the stress the transformation and magic applied to the body. Fydoria through a mental trauma and continuous exposure to the magic infused beatstone Fydoria was unable to use the stone and any other to transform and forced attempts would always cause a small explosion hurting her severely and killing anyone within 10 feet she was placed in a dungeon to rot until these experiments came to life and they could find a away around her special case. Fydoria could blame her survival on the fact that she couldn't transform the Noble presiding over the experiments wanted her to stay until they could complete a host holding. Once they completed the first recorded and only known hosting they used this Wolfskin to create different situations to see if they could force her transformation under different circumstances. The final night a very lucky night a very vile night Fydoria was 10 years old or so when she was placed in the surrounding forset area she knew very well it was caged on all sides with thick walls of a special make easy for electric magic to conduct. She fought for her fourth night in a row against the Hosted beast that scouted for her and the forcibly attached stone she had on her arm she was carrying that pulsed with dark magics. Each time the beast found her she would have to out maneuver it her speed was all she had unless she wanted to deal with the pain of being mauled near to death or suffering a explosion from the casters pouring their magic into the attached stone from the corrupted Gorilla. Her head swiftly turned right as she heard the shaking of the bushes glowing with concentration and shaking with fear and equal anticipation her silver eyes focused deeply on the shaking going in the opposite direction. "Darker the trees shadow moved." she thought as a mighty swing came down over her and smacked her into a nearby tree. The beast wasn't as fast and agile as her but it could move as if it were the wind itself. She could barely get up if only for the dark energy coursing through her arms. Swaying in and out an explosion caught her attention and the creature that could really be described as a monster came to a stop. The sounds of battle broke through Angels feel from the sky atop winged horses thats what she would believe anyways before she collapsed out of relief. Waking up days later she would find out they were saved by a pegasus brigade that was able to infiltrate while grounded units fought off most of their magics and forces. This in turn gave Fydoria the want to become a pegasus knight so she devoted every moment to finding the brigade and asking them to train her. After having heard of the rescued young girl wanting to fight and be trained a Pegasus Knight spoke with a commander of her squadron and they decided to put her to the test by having her take care of the horses of their ground units for a year. Surprising the Commander Fydoria began training in eight short months she had to go through tough training and even tougher odds to eventually be selected at the age of 18 to serve under the Elite group of Pegasus Knights for a year as an intern an award she earned with few of her peers as one of the top 15 knights of her Knighting class most in part due to her rigorous work ethic.

Captain of the Rivercross militia, Brendan caught word of the Kitsune soldier who rose from slavery to become a seasoned soldier and scouted her out during her internship only to be turned down. Though a few short months after his initial scouting attempt he received word that she requested her first assignment to join his group and so here she is the Pegasus Knight Fydoria reporting for duty. She has served in the Militia for a little under year and is on her way back from a reunion training meeting from her graduating class.
(The driving factor for her requesting this mission was the wide spread word of his firm belief that all races should unite in peace. With her joining a militia group she could also become closer to the people she wants to protect and learn about Kitsune culture)



Other: She also received a blessed lance in order to help her with night terrors and nightmares the only order she ever made herself. She wears a very light armor set under her usual garments almost all the time. Her Pegasus Alexis was her earned by her when she was 15 and began her flight training.​

 

[HerculePyro]

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Name: Fydoria
Age: Having recently turned 20 Human years
Gender: Female
Race: (Kitsune)
Appearance:
Class: (Pegasus Knight- Kitsune)
Weapon: (Iron Lance and Blessed lance- Does not know how to use stones to transform has never transformed due to mental trauma if ever she could recover beastone would be added)

Personality: Very passionate and dutiful worker. Extremely diligent and a stoic appearance on the outside to protect herself a coping mechanism she used to survive through slavery. This condition keeps her mindset a little as a child in the terms of being frightened or locking up when yelled at outside of the battlefield and rarely on the battle field in specific terrain (one of the main reasons she prefers to fly above the field), when treated with praise an overflow of positive emotions rush though her body making her happy and can sometimes cause her to laugh a little bit catching her of guard before suppressing her happiness so as not to show weakness. She fears Gorilla beast due to her past something she is working very hard to conquer. She becomes a loving and nurturing person when tending to her Pegasus Alexis showing a very different and gentle side. She is not intentional in her cold stance against others however she believes everyone is out for something and tries her best to not establish deep bonds. She absolutely adores dandelions having planted and nurtured some in enslavement reminding her all life is delicate and precious and can be blown out in one swift breeze. She treasures her life and fights to bring meaning to those without the skill to do so. She can also be very paranoid at times.

Lineage: (Taken as a slave to experimentation at the age of 10 months she has not idea of her lineage.)

History: After an incursion on one of the Short Hairs territories a group of mages and warriors provided by an esteemed Noble purchased captured and enslaved aShort hairs they collected from the invade purchasing a great number of younger Short hairs Fydoria of course was in this group. Experiments were conducted on the captured Short Hairs to get them to use a beaststones and have them controlled once under transformation to lock them into transformation and create mindless beasts to control them in battles with dark magics. However a great number of them died to these experiments because the stress the transformation and magic applied to the body. Fydoria through a mental trauma and continuous exposure to the magic infused beatstone Fydoria was unable to use the stone and any other to transform and forced attempts would always cause a small explosion hurting her severely and killing anyone within 10 feet she was placed in a dungeon to rot until these experiments came to life and they could find a away around her special case. Fydoria could blame her survival on the fact that she couldn't transform the Noble presiding over the experiments wanted her to stay until they could complete a host holding. Once they completed the first recorded and only known hosting they used this Wolfskin to create different situations to see if they could force her transformation under different circumstances. The final night a very lucky night a very vile night Fydoria was 10 years old or so when she was placed in the surrounding forset area she knew very well it was caged on all sides with thick walls of a special make easy for electric magic to conduct. She fought for her fourth night in a row against the Hosted beast that scouted for her and the forcibly attached stone she had on her arm she was carrying that pulsed with dark magics. Each time the beast found her she would have to out maneuver it her speed was all she had unless she wanted to deal with the pain of being mauled near to death or suffering a explosion from the casters pouring their magic into the attached stone from the corrupted Gorilla. Her head swiftly turned right as she heard the shaking of the bushes glowing with concentration and shaking with fear and equal anticipation her silver eyes focused deeply on the shaking going in the opposite direction. "Darker the trees shadow moved." she thought as a mighty swing came down over her and smacked her into a nearby tree. The beast wasn't as fast and agile as her but it could move as if it were the wind itself. She could barely get up if only for the dark energy coursing through her arms. Swaying in and out an explosion caught her attention and the creature that could really be described as a monster came to a stop. The sounds of battle broke through Angels feel from the sky atop winged horses thats what she would believe anyways before she collapsed out of relief. Waking up days later she would find out they were saved by a pegasus brigade that was able to infiltrate while grounded units fought off most of their magics and forces. This in turn gave Fydoria the want to become a pegasus knight so she devoted every moment to finding the brigade and asking them to train her. After having heard of the rescued young girl wanting to fight and be trained a Pegasus Knight spoke with a commander of her squadron and they decided to put her to the test by having her take care of the horses of their ground units for a year. Surprising the Commander Fydoria began training in eight short months she had to go through tough training and even tougher odds to eventually be selected at the age of 18 to serve under the Elite group of Pegasus Knights for a year as an intern an award she earned with few of her peers as one of the top 15 knights of her Knighting class most in part due to her rigorous work ethic.

Captain of the Rivercross militia, Brendan caught word of the Kitsune soldier who rose from slavery to become a seasoned soldier and scouted her out during her internship only to be turned down. Though a few short months after his initial scouting attempt he received word that she requested her first assignment to join his group and so here she is the Pegasus Knight Fydoria reporting for duty. She has served in the Militia for a little under year and is on her way back from a reunion training meeting from her graduating class.
(The driving factor for her requesting this mission was the wide spread word of his firm belief that all races should unite in peace. With her joining a militia group she could also become closer to the people she wants to protect and learn about Kitsune culture)



Other: She also received a blessed lance in order to help her with night terrors and nightmares the only order she ever made herself. She wears a very light armor set under her usual garments almost all the time. Her Pegasus Alexis was her earned by her when she was 15 and began her flight training.​

Approved, please hold off on posting for now, i'll contact you via PMs for your intro post.
For now, see whats happening in the ooc and feel free to read back to whats happened so far.

 

[Marumatsu]

Approved, please hold off on posting for now, i'll contact you via PMs for your intro post.
For now, see whats happening in the ooc and feel free to read back to whats happened so far.

Of course I still need to read up and will do !

 

[Xcelgamer]

Name: Eh
Age: 3789
Gender: Female
Race: Manakete
Appearance:

Spoiler: Dragon Form

Class: Manakete
Weapon: Dragonstone
Personality: Despite her youthful look Nea is a very calm woman, being nearly 4000 years old she has a near infinite reservoir of patience with people. Slow to warm to people out of practicality as she knows that she will outlive them as such usually she'll keep people at acquaintances but nothing more as she doesn't want to be heartbroken when she inevitably outlives them. If people do manage to get her to warm up to them due to her aged wisdom, she will be quite motherly to them, often making food, cuddling and helping them out with personal problems like girl troubles and such. While she doesn't like to do it she'll often scold her teammates when they do stuff really, really stupid. When in an actual battle she is surprisingly feisty as she is actually about the age of a young adult

Lineage: Her mother was a commoner in the Crystal Mountain while her father was a soldier

History: Eh lived with her mother and father alone in a small little cabin in the woods, while both looked human her father was the only human, her mother was a manakete as well. She grew up living off the land her mother and father hunted for their meat while as soon as she could walk with ease picked the fruits and such. She loved this simple life and nothing could take it from her...at least so she thought. Her father had been a random soldier who saved a beautiful maiden and deserted the army to start a life with her. It was only two men a mage to burn the forest, to flush them out and an archer there. Her mother gave her the stone she always had around her neck and as she held it close, she killed the two of them. After that she made her way to the Crystal Mountains the place her mother told her about should anything bad happen to them and so she ran as fast as she could to the Crystal Mountain where she would be safe. There that's where she would be safe from the outside world. Ever since then she trained and studied about the history of the world, how dragons and Manaketes were better than humans, Beastkin and other sapient creatures they had to share the world with. Over the years she started to get homesick which to a Manakete was like a slow poison, by the time she turned 3789 she needed to leave the Mountain and travel back to her first home. Not soon after she left she was captured by bandits, had her dragonstone taken away from her and was being prepped to be sold off

Other: Her real name is Nea but she doesn't give it out to everyone

 

[HerculePyro]

Name: Eh
Age: 3789
Gender: Female
Race: Manakete
Appearance:
View attachment 712226

Spoiler: Dragon Form

Class: Manakete
Weapon: Dragonstone
Personality: Despite her youthful look Nea is a very calm woman, being nearly 4000 years old she has a near infinite reservoir of patience with people. Slow to warm to people out of practicality as she knows that she will outlive them as such usually she'll keep people at acquaintances but nothing more as she doesn't want to be heartbroken when she inevitably outlives them. If people do manage to get her to warm up to them due to her aged wisdom, she will be quite motherly to them, often making food, cuddling and helping them out with personal problems like girl troubles and such. While she doesn't like to do it she'll often scold her teammates when they do stuff really, really stupid. When in an actual battle she is surprisingly feisty as she is actually about the age of a young adult

Lineage: Her mother was a commoner in the Crystal Mountain while her father was a soldier

History: Eh lived with her mother and father alone in a small little cabin in the woods, while both looked human her father was the only human, her mother was a manakete as well. She grew up living off the land her mother and father hunted for their meat while as soon as she could walk with ease picked the fruits and such. She loved this simple life and nothing could take it from her...at least so she thought. Her father had been a random soldier who saved a beautiful maiden and deserted the army to start a life with her. It was only two men a mage to burn the forest, to flush them out and an archer there. Her mother gave her the stone she always had around her neck and as she held it close, she killed the two of them. After that she made her way to the Crystal Mountains the place her mother told her about should anything bad happen to them and so she ran as fast as she could to the Crystal Mountain where she would be safe. There that's where she would be safe from the outside world. Ever since then she trained and studied about the history of the world, how dragons and Manaketes were better than humans, Beastkin and other sapient creatures they had to share the world with. Over the years she started to get homesick which to a Manakete was like a slow poison, by the time she turned 3789 she needed to leave the Mountain and travel back to her first home. Not soon after she left she was captured by bandits, had her dragonstone taken away from her and was being prepped to be sold off

Other: Her real name is Nea but she doesn't give it out to everyone

Approved!

 

[CallmeMyth]

Name: Lliam Revonne

Age: 19

Gender: Male

Race: Human

Appearance:

Lliam stands at average height for a young man, at 5'9 tall. Weighing approximately 130 lbs, his body type is lean and muscular. His hair is a dark brown, and tends to fall messily around his face, so he usually slicks it back on formal occasions. His eyes are a golden amber color, which some people find to be a striking contrast to his dark hair. His typical ensemble consists of a green turtleneck tunic, as well as brown wool trousers. He also wears two leather belts, one around his mid rift to help keep his tunic in place, and the other around his waist and left hip that he uses to support his halberd when carrying it. He wears another smaller belt around his right leg as well, which he will sometimes use to hold small pouches that contain rations and other essential items on the field of battle. Lliam also fits himself with iron sabatons to protect his feet in battle, as well as iron vambraces to protect his forearms. He prefers to wear leather gauntlets instead of iron ones, to give his hands more flexibility while wielding his halberd in battle. He also wears a light brown cape attached to an iron pauldron on his left shoulder, although the cape has become tattered during his travels and he needs a replacement.

Class: Brigand

Weapon: Halberd

Personality: Lliam is quite bold on the battlefield, as that is where his confidence and ability to take risks comes most naturally. Outside of battle, Lliam comes across as a quiet person to those who are unfamiliar with him. This is mainly due to the fact he doesn't usually prefer to talk about himself, or give details of his personal life. Although that is not unusual, some people may wonder why he prefers to keep so much secrecy. Despite his quiet demeanor, Lliam is well aware of his manners and is usually very cordial towards his allies. Those closest to Lliam know he has another side to his personality as well, one that is sympathetic and open to others. Although it can take a long time to see this side of him, the people who know him well enough would consider this the true version of himself.

Lineage: His father was a soldier in the militia, and his mother was a merchant in a town known as Almes.

History:
Lliam had what most people would call quite common, and somewhat humble beginnings. His father was a solider in the militia during a time of war, and had been a knight since long before he'd been born. As a boy, Lliam spent his life growing up on a farm like many kids his age in the Farm Province. He spent most of his time helping his mother while his father was on duty for the empire, and he was always excited to see his father on the occasions he was allowed to return home. His mother was a merchant woman, and spent many days at work in the nearby town selling goods to those who needed it, and providing for their family.

At the age of twelve, Lliam's mother fell ill. His father returned from the militia to find his wife bedridden. A doctor and priest from the nearby town were called to their home to aid her, although her condition worsened. The illness took her quickly, and Liam and his father were grief-stricken. Shortly afterwards, his father arranged for Lliam to be sent to a nearby castle to be raised and trained as a knight. Lliam would live at the castle for the next 5 years, receiving a proper education as well as knowledge of combat.

At the age of 17, Lliam was struck with news that his father had abandoned the empire. With no word from him, Lliam was left wondering what had happened. Weeks passed after hearing the news, and Lliam got into a fight with another boy in the castle for calling his father a traitor. Unable to let go of these events, Lliam decided to desert the castle and set out on a journey to find his father.

A few months after his 18th birthday, Lliam encountered a group of Brigands and quickly fell in with them on his quest to find his father. He has been traveling with them now for quite some time, and the group have experienced many hardships. To put an end to their misfortunes, their band recently undertook a mission to kidnap a young Manakete girl, and they now plan to sell her for profit.

Other: His full first name is actually William, although he never tells anyone this and prefers to only be called "Lliam."

 

[HerculePyro]

Name: Lliam Revonne

Age: 19

Gender: Male

Race: Human

Appearance:
View attachment 718089
Lliam stands at average height for a young man, at 5'9 tall. Weighing approximately 130 lbs, his body type is lean and muscular. His hair is a dark brown, and tends to fall messily around his face, so he usually slicks it back on formal occasions. His eyes are a golden amber color, which some people find to be a striking contrast to his dark hair. His typical ensemble consists of a green turtleneck tunic, as well as brown wool trousers. He also wears two leather belts, one around his mid rift to help keep his tunic in place, and the other around his waist and left hip that he uses to support his halberd when carrying it. He wears another smaller belt around his right leg as well, which he will sometimes use to hold small pouches that contain rations and other essential items on the field of battle. Lliam also fits himself with iron sabatons to protect his feet in battle, as well as iron vambraces to protect his forearms. He prefers to wear leather gauntlets instead of iron ones, to give his hands more flexibility while wielding his halberd in battle. He also wears a light brown cape attached to an iron pauldron on his left shoulder, although the cape has become tattered during his travels and he needs a replacement.

Class: Brigand

Weapon: Halberd

Personality: Lliam is quite bold on the battlefield, as that is where his confidence and ability to take risks comes most naturally. Outside of battle, Lliam comes across as a quiet person to those who are unfamiliar with him. This is mainly due to the fact he doesn't usually prefer to talk about himself, or give details of his personal life. Although that is not unusual, some people may wonder why he prefers to keep so much secrecy. Despite his quiet demeanor, Lliam is well aware of his manners and is usually very cordial towards his allies. Those closest to Lliam know he has another side to his personality as well, one that is sympathetic and open to others. Although it can take a long time to see this side of him, the people who know him well enough would consider this the true version of himself.

Lineage: His father was a soldier in the militia, and his mother was a merchant in a town known as Almes.

History:
Lliam had what most people would call quite common, and somewhat humble beginnings. His father was a solider in the militia during a time of war, and had been a knight since long before he'd been born. As a boy, Lliam spent his life growing up on a farm like many kids his age in the Farm Province. He spent most of his time helping his mother while his father was on duty for the empire, and he was always excited to see his father on the occasions he was allowed to return home. His mother was a merchant woman, and spent many days at work in the nearby town selling goods to those who needed it, and providing for their family.

At the age of twelve, Lliam's mother fell ill. His father returned from the militia to find his wife bedridden. A doctor and priest from the nearby town were called to their home to aid her, although her condition worsened. The illness took her quickly, and Liam and his father were grief-stricken. Shortly afterwards, his father arranged for Lliam to be sent to a nearby castle to be raised and trained as a knight. Lliam would live at the castle for the next 5 years, receiving a proper education as well as knowledge of combat.

At the age of 17, Lliam was struck with news that his father had abandoned the empire. With no word from him, Lliam was left wondering what had happened. Weeks passed after hearing the news, and Lliam got into a fight with another boy in the castle for calling his father a traitor. Unable to let go of these events, Lliam decided to desert the castle and set out on a journey to find his father.

A few months after his 18th birthday, Lliam encountered a group of Brigands and quickly fell in with them on his quest to find his father. He has been traveling with them now for quite some time, and the group have experienced many hardships. To put an end to their misfortunes, their band recently undertook a mission to kidnap a young Manakete girl, and they now plan to sell her for profit.

Other: His full first name is actually William, although he never tells anyone this and prefers to only be called "Lliam."

Approved.

 

[HerculePyro]

Ok a few things:
1. This is set in a fire emblem and western world so the weapons need to match. Flails and Duel weapons aren't allowed i'm afraid. It's also a western world so your second dude would need to lose the japanese style.
2. Please expand on the personality, i'd prefer it to not just be a list of positives and negatives.
3. Remove the languages, they all just speak one language here.
4. Geographically the wildlands are very far from Rivercross, it might be a good idea to either make him a brigand living in the belhemoth (they do exist) or have him be ordered to serve in the militia. Can you also reword the final part of his backstory? Them leaving him alive because he only bruised them doesn't make much sense.
5. For your other dude, the militia don't hire, they accept. It's not a big high-paying gig, they're for the most part volunteers. They do get paid but it's minimal.