Fantasy Sword & Glory

[Darth Gangsta]

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Name:


Age (No younger than 20):


Gender:


Sexuality:


Race:


Clan/Profession (<- If you're clanless):


Religion:


Equipment (Weapons, armor, potions etc.):


Magic (nothing crazy, court and arch mages are the most powerful in magic):


Personality:


History:


Other:

 

[Darth Gangsta]

Name: Naumon Wolfsword


Age: 32


Gender: Male


Sexuality: Heterosexual


Race: Human


Clan/Profession: Clanless, Mercenary/Beast Hunter


Religion: Worldly


Equipment: Iris (Steel sword, for humans that get in the way and for animals that get in the way), Mourner (Silver sword, for beasts and beast contracts), Crossbow (held with one hand), Armor


Magic: Quen (a magical shield that lasts for short amount of time, it can handle most small things, looks something like this)


Personality: Naumon is by nature a loner and an outcast, with a ruthless streak to him that makes him extremely dangerous when provoked. Despite his outwardly cold nature, Skard notes that behind his exterior lies a fiercely loyal friend, and a man of good humor and giver of sound advice. Naumon has many good friends all over the Northern Realms, such as Caldemeyn of Blaviken, Zoltan Chivay, and of course Skard. Naumon is also shown to be extremely adept at defusing difficult situations, and as a man who would much sooner have everyone return home than to draw his sword. His experience of at least 16 years in the world makes him a world-weary man, often expressing disdain and veiled insults to those he considers cruel, foolish, etc.


History: Naumon is the son of a sorceress Visenna and, presumably, the warrior Korin. Shortly after his birth, Naumon was taken by his mother to the Wolf School, a stronghold. There, Naumon was trained and made to be a Beast Hunter. He survived the many ravaging mutations required to grant his Quen ability, he passed the Trial of the Grasses, Naumon's training and physical modifications afford him superhuman physical and mental abilities, including heightened reflexes, increased speed, great strength and enhanced hearing.


Due to his excellent success in training, Naumon was selected for additional mutation experiments. He is the only Beast Hunter to have survived these experiments. His stark white hair is a side effect of these additional mutations. After finishing His Beast Hunter training, Naumon embarked into the world on a white horse named Kelpie, a name he would bestow on every one of his later horses. Thus, he became a monster slayer for hire.


Other: N/A

 

[Veyd Sahvoz]

Name: Braxis Navdrach


Age: 31


Gender: Male


Sexuality: Heterosexual


Race: Human


Clan: Clanless


Equipment: Wears black steel armor, his weapon is an old enchanted blade, keeps 2 regeneration potions with him all of the time and a vial of black blood.


Religion: Athiest


Magic: None


Personality: Braxis is at some points very egoistic and cocky, thinking he can take on everything and anything by himself, but this is not all of the time. Braxis is mostly a dark, sketchy, and ruthless man that stops at nothing to secure victory. The word 'retreat' is not registered in his vocabulary because he refuses to back down from any fight even if defeat is said to be inevitable. Most of the time he always finds amusement in other peoples problems and laughs at it, since he is so serious during battle he's got to have some humor in a day. Sometimes he is outgoing and other times he is very serious, on a day where he is feeling up to it you'll be glad to have met him on said day but it's on days that he is serious that you want to watch out for.


History: Braxis was born in the North, near the mountains, raised to be a warrior by his father, Reinald Navdrach, from the time he was of age, practicing with wooden swords and eventually real weapons such as axes and swords. Braxis's mother, Mira Navdrach, tried to teach him of the ways of Vacrigar like she had been taught but he showed no talent for it and continued on to become a knight. His skill proved great after a few years of training and he was finally able to forge his own sword out of steel and for many years that was his weapon for every fight, sparring match, and battle he was in until he showed signs of great swordsmanship. On his 20th birthday his father believed it was time to tell him of the family heirloom passed down from their forefathers to the eldest son of each generation in their family, which was Braxis. He wasn't entirely ready for the fate put onto his shoulders but he was willing to take on this responsibility of carrying on the family's legacy of knight's with pride. The family heirloom(s) was a set of armor, and the storm sword of old crafted with black steel. After receiving these items he left to seek purpose. Since then he has been wandering in search of that purpose, actually considering in joining one of the 3 clans.


Other: For some odd reason his eyes glow blue.

 

[Darth Gangsta]

[QUOTE="Veyd Sahvoz]

Name: Braxis Navdrach


Age: 31


Gender: Male


Sexuality: Heterosexual


Race: Human


Clan: Bear Clan


Equipment: Wears black steel armor, his weapon is an old enchanted blade and he keeps a vial of black blood with him all of the time.


Magic: Works well with cryomancy and uses it often while fighting.


Religion: Athiest


Personality: Braxis is at some points very egoistic and cocky, thinking he can take on everything and anything by himself, but this is not all of the time. Braxis is mostly a dark, sketchy, and ruthless man that stops at nothing to secure victory. The word 'retreat' is not registered in his vocabulary because he refuses to back down from any fight even if defeat is said to be inevitable. Most of the time he always finds amusement in other peoples problems and laughs at it, since he is so serious during battle he's got to have some humor in a day. Sometimes he is outgoing and other times he is very serious, on a day where he is feeling up to it you'll be glad to have met him on said day but it's on days that he is serious that you want to watch out for.


History: Braxis was born in a cold land raised to be a warrior by his father from the time he was of age, practicing with wooden swords and eventually real weapons such as axes and swords. His skill proved great after a few years of training and he was finally able to forge his own sword out of steel and for many years that was his weapon for every fight, sparring match, and battle he was in until he showed signs of great swordsmanship. On his 20th birthday his father believed it was time to tell him of the family heirloom passed down from their forefathers to the eldest son of each generation in their family, Braxis wasn't entirely ready for the fate put onto his shoulders but he was willing to take on this responsibility with pride. The family heirloom(s) was a set of cold black armor, the storm sword of old crafted with pure black steel and a metal ornament used to mark the wearer/wielder of these items as such. Braxis went through the ritual and left to seek purpose by joining one of the 3 clans, his choice being the Bear Clan, and since then has remained a member of the same clan for 8 years.


Other: For some odd reason his eyes glow blue and he gives off a cold and dark aura making the air around him cold as he walks.

[/QUOTE]
I don't think this character fits the Bear Clan...

 

[Veyd Sahvoz]

I edited it.

 

[Darth Gangsta]

[QUOTE="Veyd Sahvoz]I edited it.

[/QUOTE]
If you look at the Overview, you'll know what Bear Clan soldiers would look like.

 

[Farseer of Ulthwe]

Name: Skard Vilgerðarson


Age: 36


Gender: Male


Sexuality: Asexual


Race: Human


Clan/Profession: Clanless/Adventurer


Equipment: -754-p.jpg']War-axe & Seax (Wields in both hands at once), Ale Horn, Numerous Throwing Knives


Magic: Seer (Upon touching a human he can see inside of them; their thoughts and things of that nature)


Personality: Skard is an eccentric and joyful man with a bizarre and zany air about him and is often the source of entertainment among his friends. Though this is arguably a facade to hide the more serious and emotionally troubled man brooding beneath the surface. Nonetheless, he is sincere in his loyalty to Naumon and is respected for his sharp intellect and wisdom.


Religion: Vacrigar


History: Skard's family was killed by the Order of the Flaming Rose, along with the rest of his home village for worshipping the gods of the Vacrigar. He grew up with Naumon and loves him like a brother. He travelled with him slaying beasts and men alike. Skard continues to trek with Naumon and the two share both gold and drink on their travels. The two are plenty acquainted with the latter, in fact, Skard always keeps an ale horn on him to refuel at tavern-stops.


Other: Skard is often giddy and almost insane; in combat he is ferocious, normally going for those already on the ground; he has a plethora of knowledge of the gods of the Vacrigar

 

[Alushey]

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[Darth Gangsta]

Accepted

 

[Darth Gangsta]

I don't think the magic fits the character, he's an atheist and only followers of Vacrigar practice magic.


(Note the only reason I accepted @Veyd Sahvoz 's character was because the magic fit the character)

 

[Alushey]

@Veyd Sahvoz[/URL] 's character was because the magic fit the character)

Ok I edited it.

 

[Darth Gangsta]

Thanks. You can begin posting now.

 

[Varvarus]

Name: Duzz Headbanger


Age: 136


Gender: Male


Sexuality: Straight


Race: Dwarf


Profession: Bounty Hunter (Clanless)


Religion: Wordly


Equipment (Weapons, armor, potions etc.): Full suit of heavy half-plate armour, a magical two-handed dane axe, a dwarven short sword, a dwarven round shield and a pack containing: Oil, 50ft rope, a box of wax matches, a mining lantern, a book on dwarven history and a weeks worth of rations. A pouch containing a pipe and some Tobacco.


Magic: None


Personality: Duzz is pragmatic and very grounded. He see life as it is not getting wrapped up in the metaphysical and politics. He wanders without purpose looking for enough money to fill his pipe and provide drink.


History: Duzz was born into a moderately well off dwarven clan, they owned a large iron ore mine in the mountains. After many years working in his farther's mine he had grown into a fine strapping young dwarf. On becoming a man in the eyes of the dwarves he was sent off to become a Karak guard for a young dwarven prince. He trained and fought with the young prince and old Karak guard till finally he was fully trained in combat, mathematics and literature. He spent many years guarding the prince and they became fast friends. However Duzz grew bored of this life and thus one day he announced he was leaving the prince, who by now had grown into a fine dwarven man. As a token of honor for his fine years of service he was allowed to keep all his gear and take on item from the Royal Armory. Duzz selected the most dull and well worn axe there. With that he left on a sturdy riding ram and has never looked back.


Other: The axe is magical in the most mundane way, it never dulls and never breaks.

 

[Darth Gangsta]

Name: Duzz Headbanger


Age: 136


Gender: Male


Sexuality: Straight


Race: Dwarf


Profession: Bounty Hunter (Clanless)


Religion: Wordly


Equipment (Weapons, armor, potions etc.): Full suit of heavy half-plate armour, a magical two-handed dane axe, a dwarven short sword, a dwarven round shield and a pack containing: Oil, 50ft rope, a box of wax matches, a mining lantern, a book on dwarven history and a weeks worth of rations. A pouch containing a pipe and some Tobacco.


Magic: None


Personality: Duzz is pragmatic and very grounded. He see life as it is not getting wrapped up in the metaphysical and politics. He wanders without purpose looking for enough money to fill his pipe and provide drink.


History: Duzz was born into a moderately well off dwarven clan, they owned a large iron ore mine in the mountains. After many years working in his farther's mine he had grown into a fine strapping young dwarf. On becoming a man in the eyes of the dwarves he was sent off to become a Karak guard for a young dwarven prince. He trained and fought with the young prince and old Karak guard till finally he was fully trained in combat, mathematics and literature. He spent many years guarding the prince and they became fast friends. However Duzz grew bored of this life and thus one day he announced he was leaving the prince, who by now had grown into a fine dwarven man. As a token of honor for his fine years of service he was allowed to keep all his gear and take on item from the Royal Armory. Duzz selected the most dull and well worn axe there. With that he left on a sturdy riding ram and has never looked back.


Other: The axe is magical in the most mundane way, it never dulls and never breaks.

Accepted.

 

[Darth Gangsta]

NO MORE CLANLESS CHARACTERS

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[Ms. Sparrow]

(Don't mind the name in the picture)


Name: Katarina Peirce


Age: 28


Gender: Female


Sexuality: Straight


Race: Wood Elf


Clan/Profession (<- If you're clanless): Elk Clan/ Scout/Hunter


Religion: Atheist


Equipment: Ebony Bow:

Duel, light silver daggers:

Finally, her armor, she wears different armor then Elk Clan, believing it helps with her hunting. She wears the darkest set of armor:

Magic: Cloak: Can turn completely invisible and remain completely silent during this time, for a certain amount of time.


Personality: Smart, witty, clever, sarcastic, easily angered, negative, she's brave, but can sometimes get a little reckless with being too brave. Katarina never backs down from a challenge as well, and is very annoyed by any racist stereotypes with wood elves, meaning the eating of each other. Katarina is also very persistent and headstrong, which can get her into situations she generally can't escape from.


History: Katarina grew up since birth in the Elk Clan, generally the trouble maker, usually starting fights as she grew up, she never got the eating each other part as a wood elf, finding it more gross then barbaric. Katarina grew up without a mother, and next to a headstrong father, who eventually, got himself ate. Father disappearing from her life when she was 16, Katarina was taken care off on and off throughout the Elk Clan. It was always hard to keep a caretaker in the clan, the clan always lashing out at each other constantly. Now that she's older, she has her own place and is one of the Elk Clans greatest hunters and scouts, although her trouble making skills are putting her on the edge of getting thrown out.


Other:

 

[Darth Gangsta]

(Don't mind the name in the picture)


Name: Katarina Peirce


Age: 28


Gender: Female


Sexuality: Straight


Race: Wood Elf


Clan/Profession (<- If you're clanless): Elk Clan/ Scout/Hunter


Religion: Atheist


Equipment: Ebony Bow:

Duel, light silver daggers:

Finally, her armor, she wears different armor then Elk Clan, believing it helps with her hunting. She wears the darkest set of armor:

Magic: Cloak: Can turn completely invisible and remain completely silent during this time, for a certain amount of time.


Personality: Smart, witty, clever, sarcastic, easily angered, negative, she's brave, but can sometimes get a little reckless with being too brave. Katarina never backs down from a challenge as well, and is very annoyed by any racist stereotypes with wood elves, meaning the eating of each other. Katarina is also very persistent and headstrong, which can get her into situations she generally can't escape from.


History: Katarina grew up since birth in the Elk Clan, generally the trouble maker, usually starting fights as she grew up, she never got the eating each other part as a wood elf, finding it more gross then barbaric. Katarina grew up without a mother, and next to a headstrong father, who eventually, got himself ate. Father disappearing from her life when she was 16, Katarina was taken care off on and off throughout the Elk Clan. It was always hard to keep a caretaker in the clan, the clan always lashing out at each other constantly. Now that she's older, she has her own place and is one of the Elk Clans greatest hunters and scouts, although her trouble making skills are putting her on the edge of getting thrown out.


Other:

Accepted.

 

[Darth Gangsta]

Name: Halla Hämingdottir


Age: 28


Gender: Female


Sexuality: Sexuality


Race: Human


Clan/Profession: Bear Clan Shield-Maiden


Religion: Vacrigar


Equipment: Armor, Sword, Shield


Magic: Völva (can predict certain things in the future)


Personality: Halla is a fierce shield maiden, who fights alongside her male counterparts. She's intelligent and has a lust for adventure. Lagertha is competent and surges through even at the most trying of times with a clear head as is typical of her tough yet elegant archetype.


Her character changes as time progresses. She doesn't show much blood lust initially. She does show that she's fine with torture. Although vicious, brutal, and violent at times, she does have a softer side to her personality,


History: Halla's parents were farmers. She was brought up by her father to be a shield-maiden.


At an unspecified time, a man named Ragnar went to Halla's home to confess his love for her, but he was set upon by a bear and an enormous hound who guarded her home. Ragnar killed the bear with his spear and strangled the hound with his bare hands, thus gaining her hand in marriage.


Ragnar overthrows the cruel and unfair Earl and thus makes Halla queen.


Ragnar finds a way to sail west and takes a couple of men with him and Halla's twelve year old son, Bjorn . After about a weeks time, Ragnar's men spy on a beautiful young woman bathing. The woman, named Aslaug, demands an apology from Ragnar, and, by using her wits to solve his riddle, soon intrigues Ragnar. The pair eventually have sex, infuriating his son with Halla, Bjorn, who is upset that his father is cheating on his mother. Regardless, Aslaug soon becomes pregnant with what Ragnar is predicting will be his next son, and Ragnar continues his torrid affair with her.


Eventually, Halla leaves and becomes meets a man who is also an Earl of a small hold about eighty miles (129 kilometers) west. She is forceed in being his wife. After living about four years with the Earl, he was about reveal her breasts while drunk and Halla kills him in defense ergo, she becomes the one of the few female Earls.


Other:

 

[Lola Shimmer]

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Name:

Helhena Vsiliilies (el-hen-a)

Age (No younger than 20):

26

Gender:

Female

Sexuality:

Heterosexual

Race:

Human

Clan/Profession (<- If you're clanless):

Wood Elf/ Assassin




Religion:

Atheist

Equipment (Weapons, armor, potions etc.):

A set of 8 Throwing knives, 3 poisoners knives and various vials of poisons and cures at anyone time. A light Armour for slight protection that allows her to move freely and quietly.

Magic (nothing crazy, court and arch mages are the most powerful in magic):

Enhanced eyesight- She can see very long distances and even certain pitches of dark can be clear as day. A handy tool in her profession. Shadow control- To an extent, mostly helpful in wrapping herself in them to help with concealment and at times being able to listen to conversations through them but that takes quite the toll and is used rarely.

Personality:

Fiery and passionate! Her parents always told her she was born screaming and she lives every day of her life planning to go out the same way, However she is also filled with fun and a free spirit. She will generally do things simple because she finds them fun. Loyal to those she feels deserve it which does not happen very often and she can be selfish at times.

History:

Helhena was born into a proud and ferocious wood elf clan. Even for wood elves they were known to be particularly unruly lot. It was quite literally a elf eat elf world. She was one of few sprogs that had both of her parents well into her teens and as such she was taught the best of what both they knew. Her father was a vicious fighter and as such survived to the age he did, He taught his daughter well and from the moments she could raise her hands they turned into fists. From she was young she has fought with everything she has else you die, you go until you drop. It was handy in a brawl and kept her living though she had more than afew scars from others elf-lings who had tried to eat her. Helhena claimed her first body when she was 10 and produced it happily to her parents. They cooked it and gave it to her to eat...she was fine at the time but it made her dreadfully sick after...the same thing happens anytime she tries to eat meat now. It's rather a pain.

Now her mother on the other hand was an altogether sneaky story, she was one of the best hunters in the clan and was the one who taught Helhena about knives and how to use them, she taught her how to sneak, camouflage herself and get people off guard it was with this method that she claimed her second body at 12. She decided not to eat that one. For years she worked and practiced and honed her skills to perfection. As she learnt her practical skills she expanded her mind which didn't happen very often in their clan. She learnt a great deal about apothecary and poisons plus their cures. Clan life was a constant battle of survival no matter how good you were...and with her family being so high held in the clan it only got worse, there was attacks most every day everyone seeing it as a personal challenge to beat them. When she was 17 there was an all out riot between all clan members that resulted in many deaths. Including Helhena's parents, she was so filled with rage that she spent the rest of the night killing until she passed out in nearby woods. It was shortly after that she left the clan, although the wood elves will always have her loyalty should they call since they are her blood she has no lost love for them. When she was 18 she entered the world of killing professionally and has done so since. She is simply known as black shadow and no ones knows who she really is as she meets no client face to face. That bring's her to now and she had been in the murdering business for nearly 10 years. It helps her live comfortably and travel at her own will.

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[Sharkiee]

Name: Psysha Spelllock


Age (No younger than 20): 24


Gender: Female


Sexuality: Demisexual


Race: High Elf


Clan/Profession (<- If you're clanless): Eagle Clan (some what clanless now)


Religion: Vacrigar


Equipment (Weapons, armor, potions etc.):

Spoiler

Magic (nothing crazy, court and arch mages are the most powerful in magic): Fire mage, ability to summon fire from her hands, i.e Fire Manipulation


Personality:


Stuborn and arrogant, Naive, cannot control her temper sometimes, talks back almost always, cheeky and rude. Can be sweet and appear innocent. (more will come out as the rp goes on .-.)


History:


Psysha grew up in a very sheltered life, being part of Eagle Clan her parents raised her to believe that this clan was the one and only clan to be in, she never strayed far or took many risks. Her mother taught her everything she knew about magic, but because of their religion they had to go into hiding, stopping all her practice in the art of fire. Her family tried to settle into a normal life, but her father was caught one day practicing and he was taken away to be executed. Her mother soon was next, so Psysha ran, taking to the streets to live, living off petty crime as she stole her food or money to live.


Other:

 

[Darth Gangsta]

[QUOTE="Lola Shimmer]View attachment 313788

Name:

Helhena Vsiliilies (el-hen-a)

Age (No younger than 20):

26

Gender:

Female

Sexuality:

Heterosexual

Race:

Human

Clan/Profession (<- If you're clanless):

Wood Elf/ Assassin




Religion:

Atheist

Equipment (Weapons, armor, potions etc.):

A set of 8 Throwing knives, 3 poisoners knives and various vials of poisons and cures at anyone time. A light Armour for slight protection that allows her to move freely and quietly.

Magic (nothing crazy, court and arch mages are the most powerful in magic):

Enhanced eyesight- She can see very long distances and even certain pitches of dark can be clear as day. A handy tool in her profession. Shadow control- To an extent, mostly helpful in wrapping herself in them to help with concealment and at times being able to listen to conversations through them but that takes quite the toll and is used rarely.

Personality:

Fiery and passionate! Her parents always told her she was born screaming and she lives every day of her life planning to go out the same way, However she is also filled with fun and a free spirit. She will generally do things simple because she finds them fun. Loyal to those she feels deserve it which does not happen very often and she can be selfish at times.

History:

Helhena was born into a proud and ferocious wood elf clan. Even for wood elves they were known to be particularly unruly lot. It was quite literally a elf eat elf world. She was one of few sprogs that had both of her parents well into her teens and as such she was taught the best of what both they knew. Her father was a vicious fighter and as such survived to the age he did, He taught his daughter well and from the moments she could raise her hands they turned into fists. From she was young she has fought with everything she has else you die, you go until you drop. It was handy in a brawl and kept her living though she had more than afew scars from others elf-lings who had tried to eat her. Helhena claimed her first body when she was 10 and produced it happily to her parents. They cooked it and gave it to her to eat...she was fine at the time but it made her dreadfully sick after...the same thing happens anytime she tries to eat meat now. It's rather a pain.

Now her mother on the other hand was an altogether sneaky story, she was one of the best hunters in the clan and was the one who taught Helhena about knives and how to use them, she taught her how to sneak, camouflage herself and get people off guard it was with this method that she claimed her second body at 12. She decided not to eat that one. For years she worked and practiced and honed her skills to perfection. As she learnt her practical skills she expanded her mind which didn't happen very often in their clan. She learnt a great deal about apothecary and poisons plus their cures. Clan life was a constant battle of survival no matter how good you were...and with her family being so high held in the clan it only got worse, there was attacks most every day everyone seeing it as a personal challenge to beat them. When she was 17 there was an all out riot between all clan members that resulted in many deaths. Including Helhena's parents, she was so filled with rage that she spent the rest of the night killing until she passed out in nearby woods. It was shortly after that she left the clan, although the wood elves will always have her loyalty should they call since they are her blood she has no lost love for them. When she was 18 she entered the world of killing professionally and has done so since. She is simply known as black shadow and no ones knows who she really is as she meets no client face to face. That bring's her to now and she had been in the murdering business for nearly 10 years. It helps her live comfortably and travel at her own will.

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[/QUOTE]
Accepted.

 

[Darth Gangsta]

Name: Psysha Spelllock


Age (No younger than 20): 24


Gender: Female


Sexuality: Demisexual


Race: High Elf


Clan/Profession (<- If you're clanless): Eagle Clan (some what clanless now)


Religion: Vacrigar


Equipment (Weapons, armor, potions etc.):

Spoiler

Magic (nothing crazy, court and arch mages are the most powerful in magic): Fire mage, ability to summon fire from her hands, i.e Fire Manipulation


Personality:


Stuborn and arrogant, Naive, cannot control her temper sometimes, talks back almost always, cheeky and rude. Can be sweet and appear innocent. (more will come out as the rp goes on .-.)


History:


Psysha grew up in a very sheltered life, being part of Eagle Clan her parents raised her to believe that this clan was the one and only clan to be in, she never strayed far or took many risks. Her mother taught her everything she knew about magic, but because of their religion they had to go into hiding, stopping all her practice in the art of fire. Her family tried to settle into a normal life, but her father was caught one day practicing and he was taken away to be executed. Her mother soon was next, so Psysha ran, taking to the streets to live, living off petty crime as she stole her food or money to live.


Other:

I would normally not accept a character like this but I really like the backstory, so accepted.

 

[Sharkiee]

[QUOTE="Darth Gangsta]I would normally not accept a character like this but I really like the backstory, so accepted.

[/QUOTE]
Yayay I promise she won't use magic like a lot, only because she doesn't want to get her ass executed, and her training stopped when they went into hiding.

 

[Killigrew]

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  Name: Bertilak Houndsman
  
  
  Age: 26
  
  
  Gender: Male
  
  
  Sexuality: Straight
  
  
  “Aye, ladies catch my eye, but the company of men is a kinder burden.”
  
  
  Race: Human
  
  
  Clan: Eagle Clan
  
  
  Religion: Erobaty
  
  
  “For the glory of the Eternal Flame, a sharp sword and ready arm.”
  
  
  
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  Equipment: Plate mail, arming sword, spear, lance, mace. He rides a speckled grey stallion. He usually carries an array of potions, largely made up of the regeneration and strengthening varieties.
  
  
  Magic: Precept The helm’s visor, which preserves the eye to see even in shadow as though the day remained.
  
  
  “My father’s, and his father’s before him. Precept is a relic, passed down from son to son since the Houndsman’s formation.”
  
  
  
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  Personality: While his tongue is guarded and polite, and his words picked thoughtfully from his churning mind, Bertilak’s eyes are drawn to wickedness, and his mind is always remembering the shadow of a person. Whether it be a spilt drink or passing snarl, Bertilak steps into conclusions as to the evil of a person easily, but rarely turns this gaze unto himself. Because he hides it so well, Bertilak is rarely caught in his cruel thoughts, and they only surface when it comes to making the hard choices. It is easy to excuse bloodguilt when the man you kill is ugly in your eyes; so it is with Bertilak when he left his comrades to the clawing monsters.
  
  
  
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  History: In generations past, werewolves hounded the Marches of Tristan. When a travelling mercenary slew their alpha, he and his family were rewarded with a title and a name; Houndsman. He would serve at the Lord Tristan’s side until age took him and his son stepped to his place. The cycle brought peace to the walls, and as the Houndsman family grew in number, the werewolf population ever dwindled. In the best days of their career, it was said that the Houndsmen had silver in their veins in place of blood. But as with all things that rise up, the Houndsman fell. In the unexplored caverns of the mountain, in the lurking shadows of the forest, the werewolves nursed their wounds and restored their numbers, until, like a wave over the land, they tore across the ground and destroyed the fief of Tristan. The Houndsmen who had grown slack in the time of plenty were utterly defeated. Now they return to their origins, sellswords, men who live on gold and ale, travelling the lands for a worthy hire. Proud men, they serve only through the church, and give what extra they gain as charity to Erobaty's holy name.
  
  
  To this heritage was Bertilak born, and from it he does not shy away. Proud to serve his clan and eager to restore the glory of the Houndsman name, Bertilak trains without ceasing, and harbors a ruthless ambition.
  
  
  

 

[Zayuz]

Kythia Lare

• General Information
• Equipment and Items
• Powers, Abilities, and Skills
• Personality and History
• Goals, Relationships and Other

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  Age: 22 Years
  
  
  Gender: Female
  
  
  Sexuality: Bisexual
  
  
  Race: Human
  
  
  Clan: Eagle Clan Arena Fighter and Agent of The Order of the Flaming Rose.
  
  
  Religion: The Eternal Fire
  
  
  
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  Armor - Half Plate Armor, Leather leg piece and crimson red cape/skirt.
  
  
  Weapons - Silver Parrying Dagger, Steel Longsword.
  
  
  Wealth - A moderate amount of coin.
  
  
  Trinkets – Necklace with a Symbol of the Eternal Fire (Warm to the touch and made of obsidian.)
  
  
  
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  Magic/Powers: None. Magic is a disgrace to this world and must be destroyed.
  
  
  Abilities: Advanced compotency in the combat style involving two weapons - Known as Flow.
  
  
  
  
  
  Skills: Well educated, Low knowledge of monsters, Cooking, Poor quality smithing, Persuasive, Tactical Prowess, Resourceful, Low survival knowledge.
  
  
  
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  Personality: Kythia is known to be manipulative, egoistic, and careful. All excellent traits to have in the Eagle Clan. Despite being very assertive and commanding, she makes up for it in skill. The girl is quite used to both success and putting on a show at the expense of others; Something that started in her tournament fights and slowly integrated itself into her personality.
  
  
  “Success is relative. I can be doing great at something, and someone could be borderline failing; But if I don’t make a show of it then the audience will never know just how much better I am than the other, and next time their bets won’t be on me. It’s not about putting the other person down. It’s about putting yourself up. The world is my audience, and it needs to know I am not someone to mess with.”
  
  
  To her friends however, her attitude is different. She defends them fiercely from others who wish to put them down in a similar manner to the way she does to people, and does her best to protect them from the innate corruption in her legion that she is part of as a whole. Bossing around someone considered a friend is not something she would be inclined to do, unless she was convinced it would help them greatly. However, she tends to make only few friends.
  
  
  Due to her faith, she has an innate dislike to anyone that has anything to do with magic. High elves in particular have likely never gotten a compliment from her, and she does all that she can to put them down. Wood elves in her mind are mostly ‘Savages,’ and atheists are those who all ‘think themselves higher than the gods. Due to her eagle clan affiliation she also considers the clanless to be undesirable as a whole, though not as much as her other biases. Those who worship the demon or magic are all a blight upon the earth.. ..But dwarves are alright. She has nothing poor to say of them.
  
  
  History: Kythia is and always has been a member of Eagle Clan. She grew up into a family highly dedicated to the Eternal Fire – And their military arm especially. She had been told that at some point her father was a commander amidst their ranks, though unfortunately she was never able to see it. In her youth he was exiled from the clan for revealing corruption amidst the priests in the order, and causing such a fuss earned him no gratitude; Not even from those he was trying to protect.
  
  
  Due to the unjust nature of his exile which left Kythia and her mother with nobody to provide for them, the two were taken in by her father’s brother. Despite no longer having him around, she was presented by her father a holy symbol of their faith – An obsidian flame that feels warm to the touch. She doesn’t know quite how it works, but she was told by her mother that it was blessed by one of the priests when he was elected as commander. The girl grey up thinking how much potential her father had, and how he had all thrown it aside for the ‘greater good.’ Where had that left him? Where had that left his family? She was not fond of her uncle, and neither he was them. Always saying how much they owed him for all his charity, and how it gave him an excuse to treat them however he wanted.. As soon as she could, Kythia left their home and became a tournament fighter; Using her martial skills from The Order of the Flaming Rose combined with her natural talent to make her one of the most popular fighters. She learned in equal measure to duel and to amuse a crowd, which often involved a lot of taunting and putting down her opponents. Even if her life as a tournament fighter occupied most of her life now she still remains loyal to the Order of the Flaming Rose, and would raise her sword for them in a heartbeat.. As long as there would be a benefit for doing so.
  
  
  And just to be clear, ridding the world of magic or savages counts as a benefit.
  
  
  
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  Goals:
  
  
  - Kythia wishes to see all forms of magic removed. By steel if required.
  
  
  - Kythia wishes to have success in terms of wealth and love.
  
  
  - Kythia wishes to perform acts that will make her go down in legend.
  
  
  Relationships:
  
  
  Father - 5/10 'Wasted Potential'
  
  
  Mother - 6/10 'Kind but soft'
  
  
  Uncle - 2/10 'At least he's not worshipping demons and magic in his free time'
  
  
  Other: Every character needs opposition. Kythia is built to be able to oppose almost all the characters not under the Human/Dwarven follower of the Eternal Fire, and be competent enough to make up for it.