Fantasy The Three Empires -CS-

[Agante Potatus]

I generally don't use BBcode for anything but if you want to use it, feel free to go ahead, I'm personally not used to all that aesthetic kinda stuff. Just make sure that it's easy to use if interactable, make it readable and don't make it an eye-sore.

Don't RP until I've approved your character. I'll quote your character sheet and say "approved", and then you're good to go.

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[Grammatic]

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Name: Rycherd Alistair
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Appearance (pic or description):


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Empire: Sky Blades
Occupation: War-Mage
Personality: Brash, confident, and loyal to a fault, Rycherd embodies the Alistair bloodline to its fullest. He is quick to make friends with those he meets, though quicker to make enemies of those who harm his friends. He has a love of knowledge and understanding, an ancestral thing tracing back generations in the Alistair family from its true origins. He is quick to make a joke, and will laugh easily with others when the time is right. However, when needed, he can completely shut out his emotions and become a true warrior, without hesitation or remorse for those he will deal with.
Strengths:
+Intelligent
+Fast
+Loyal
Weaknesses:
-Panic attacks
-Straight forward, very little mind for tactics.
Inventory (add or delete spaces if needed):
-Standard short sword.
-Harnessing Ring
-Several magic scrolls and books.
Character Backstory: The Alistair family was once a proud dynasty in the Aedronic Empire, with glories and going back countless generations. They provided some of the best War-Mages in the Empire from their children, and numerous heroes of legend bore the surname Alistair. This illustrious history came to a tragic end when the political rivals of the Alistair's, the Brecon's falsified reports that a recent Orc raid that destroyed several villages was in fact organized and led by the Alistair family, in an attempted power grab. With the support of the Emperor, the Brecon's attacked the Alistair's, leading to a brief civil war within the Empire. Lightning and Fire tore the Empire asunder in the two year long conflict, until finally the Alistair's were beaten, and largely enslaved by the Empire.

A few survivors were able to flee across the border in the Sky-Blade realm. They were captured, and planned to be executed, until a Brecon raid to capture them was thwarted, thanks to the aid of the Alistair's. After much debate, the Alistair's where given a small track of land within the realm, and allowed to live freely, though under constant supervision. For the next few centuries, despite the prejudice against magic users within the realm, the Alistair's would prove to be loyal subjects of the Sky-Blade, providing the best War-Mages possible to help them against the Empire in the sporadic border skirmishes.

Rycherd is latest heir to the Alistair family. The eldest son of Lord Alistair, he joined the military as all males members of the family have done before him, and currently serves on the front lines of the conflict that now engulfs the known world. He is regarded as the strongest War-Mage to emerge from the family in generations, already proving to be a deciding factor in two minor battles on the war front. Now, he has been transferred from border patrol units to the primary army, which even now gathers to begin the next stage of the war.

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[Dante Verren]

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Name: Syl “the Dreadbringer”
Age: 130
Gender: Male
Race: Elven
Appearance (pic or description):


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Empire: Dragonfire
Occupation: Dragon Rider
Personality: Syl’s personality is that of the stoic soldier who does his duty. For the most part he does his best to show no emotion, almost as if he is trying to stay unnoticed by others. He is humble to the point that would annoy anyone and that resembles a forced humility of a beaten servant. However when he mounts his monstrous dragon, Axious the Dreaded, his personality completely changes. He is filled with emotions as if a heavy chain that locked them away had been broken and now his emotions were free to run free.
Strengths:
+ Swift
+ Long life span
+ Good with animals
Weaknesses:
- Cannot control emotions when flying dragon thus making him unstable, and unpredictable
- No sense of self when not riding his dragon.
Inventory (add or delete spaces if needed):
- Elven designed Longsword
- Rusted dragon Pendent
Character Backstory: Syl was born to a slave family in the western forest of the Aedronic empire. His family was in service to a small noble family deep in the forest. His father worked in the fields, the forest, etc while his mother did the cooking, cleaning, and whatever else their masters wished of her. Syl and his siblings were divided up to help his parents in their respective task, the males helping his father, and the females his mother.

One day while helping his father cut wood, a young Syl heard the beats of wings, yet they were sounds far louder then they should be. Peering into the sky he saw nothing at first, but once he used his hands as shade he could see them. A single dragon and their rider heading straight for their home. Before the dragon could reach the home, it was shot out of the sky and crashed into the forest.

Syl abandoned his work and ran with his three brothers after the beast. They found both the rider and dragon dead, but protected from the impact was a clutch of dragon eggs. The brothers hid the dragon eggs away and next day gathered there two sisters and went back to where they hid them. Each sibling got one dragon egg with Syl getting the smallest egg. After months of the eggs being kept hidden in secret they hatched. Low and behold Syl got the runt of the litter.

After the eggs hatched the family knew if they wanted to keep their dragons and their lives they had to flee. One night in the middle of twilight they made their escape, taking the family of 8 and their little dragons with them. Out of sheer luck they made it to the Dragonfire empire. Elves were not and still aren’t loved in the Dragonfire lands, yet the presence of dragons made them more likeable. Thus, they managed to get a small plot of land for themselves in return for farming the land and giving a cut of the crops to the lands overlord, basically they went from slaves to serfs.

Years would pass and the children grew alongside their dragons. Syl named his dragon Axious, and the runt started growing slowly, he was maybe half the size of the others at ten years old. Once Syl hit thirty he and his siblings enlisted in the Dragonfire army as dragon riders. At this point Axious was still only barely large enough to ride. Thanks to that Syl and Axious were placed in reserve as his siblings went off to fight. Not wanting that Syl and Axious began to train in secret. With the new dedication Axious began to grow at a tremendous rate. Within two years he had surpassed his brood mates in size, strength, and fire power.

Once Axious had grown more Syl was placed on the frontline. The stoic soldier everyone knew seemed to fade in battle and was replaced by a mighty dragon and his fearless rider. The two have fought together for almost a hundred years now. Dragons being reptiles never truly stop growing, and with the long years of service the beast has had Axious grew into one of the largest dragons in the Dragonfire army earing him the name the “Dreaded” and his rider the “Dreadbringer”

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Name: Axious “The Dreaded”
Age: 115
Race: Dragon
Appearance:

 

[Agante Potatus]

Grammatic Dante Verren You're both approved.

 

[Ineptitude]

Maniac
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Name: Nisamora "Maniac" Steelshaper
Age: 62
Gender: Female
Race: Dwarf
Appearance:
Maniac is a well-built young woman, by dwarven standards, with dark chocolate brown eyes and a vertical scar on her right eyebrow, which she recieved when she had first began her many "experiments". She has ash brown hair styled into a pixie cut, a warm yet fair skin tone, helix piercings on both her right and left ears, and a tattoo branded on her upper right arm.

Spoiler: Maniac

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Empire: The Aedronic Empire
Occupation: Blacksmith // Inventor
Personality:
Maniac is an energetic, optimistic, friendly and charismatic woman who has the constant drive to improve both her inventing and her smithing skills, mostly due to her strong relationship and rivalry with her father, Hemnas Steelshaper. She is confident in her abilities and always seeks to challenge others to prove her talents and test the limits of her work. Because of this, Maniac constantly finds herself in difficult situations in her various duels and challenges, which would break even the spirits of better men and women. However, she remains positive and cool under pressure, never backing down from a challenge and is always constantly thinking of and evolving her work. Maniac is also flexible and innovative, able to break away from normal procedures to create weaponry and machinery, thus allowing her to make her own solutions when she needs to find an edge. As such, she can create some of the most unorthodox, but also incredibly efficient and effective pieces of equipment people have ever seen.
Strengths:
+ Flexible and Innovative
+ High Physical Strength and Durability
+ Tenacious and Hard-working
Weaknesses:
- Incredibly Reckless
- Self-sacrificing
Inventory:
- Toolbox (Smithing and Inventing)
- Warhammer
- Pouch for Currency
- Herbs and Medicine
Character Backstory:
Maniac was born to Hemnas and Delmina Steelshaper. At the age of 10, Maniac began working in her father's workshop. For as long as she could remember, Maniac had been interested in her father's creations and it was that interest itself motivated her to become a great blacksmith and inventor like her father. As a child, Maniac began to create her own inventions and made herself a guinea pig for testing them, most of them ending in absolute failure and numerous injuries upon her body. She even began working on weaponry not too long afterwards. Starting from the age of twenty, she challenged her father to a multitude of duels, for both weaponry and machinery, which in the end, resulted in a 489 losing streak before Maniac eventually left her parents' home to live at a workshop of her own. Despite her numerous defeats, Maniac continued to further her skills and learned from her father in the hopes of one day surpassing him.​

 

[Agante Potatus]

Ineptitude By machinery I assume you mean things like advanced trebuchets, crossbows, cannons, etc. Anyways, approved.

 

[Agante Potatus]

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Name: Lord Harold Sky-Blade
Age: 30
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Appearance:

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Empire: Sky-Blade
Occupation: Lord of Stag Peak, Royalty
Personality: A bright, energetic man, yet organized and serious when it comes to his work, Harold knows how to work hard, and party hard
Strengths:
+Royal Blood
+Administration Skills
+Organization
Weaknesses:
-Bad at Commanding Armies
-Low Fighting Capabilities
Inventory (add or delete spaces if needed):
-Noble Clothing
-Steel Shortswprd
-10,000 gold pieces
Character Backstory:
Harold Sky-Blade was the second son of King Thorald Sky-Blade, and his eldest brother by 4 years goes by the name of Gared, the current king in his empire. While his brother was taught how to fight and be a good leader, Harold learned how to administrate and his father planned to make him a steward. Upon reaching 27, he was granted the castle of Stag Peak after its previous owner was hanged for treason and working with the Dragonfires. He never learned how to properly fight and command an army, so he preferred to hire commanders to take care of his army, but Stag Peak has prospered and grown wealthy under his rule.
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[Aridis]

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Name: Theadora Snow
Age: 20
Gender: Female
Race: Human
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Empire: None
Occupation: Thief
Personality: Thea is reserved for the most part. She pretty much lives by the "don't ask, don't tell" rule. She keeps to herself, minds her own business, and tries not to cause trouble; unless it's deserved or if her boredom just gets that unbearable. Thea is, rightfully, paranoid and always on the lookout for someone who might want to attack her. She doesn't have the best reputation and therefore is always aware that someone, no matter where she goes, wants her head on a stick. Or to at least cut off her hands for stealing. Though, if you wish to become friends or even business partners with her, beware. Thea doesn't ever shut up once she's comfortable around someone.
Strengths:
+ Deceptive
+ Intelligent
+ Agile
Weaknesses:
- Horrible with Teamwork
-Physically weak compared to other swordsmen
Inventory:
-Double Bladed dagger
-Broadsword
-Rope
-Lots of stolen goods
Character Backstory:
Both of Theadora's parents had once lived in the Aedronic Empire, and had both been banished because of what seemed like petty crimes. They eventually met in a rough settlement in the Wilderness, made by others just like them. There was no set leader, and someone was killed, raped, or stolen from almost every day, but it was as good of a home as any. By the time her mother had been banished, her father had already established himself as a skilled and respected architect; and was one of the few who had ananamous immunity due to the work that he did. So, when they got married and had their first kid, they pretty much had the safest home in the town.
When Thea was born, she ended up killing her mother during childbirth. She was left with three older brothers and a busy father, who had to constantly hide and protect her due to the fact that she was a girl in a town full of criminals. When she was 12, the word finally got out and their home quickly became a target for mischief. Eventually, Thea's family became so paranoid that they decided it was best if she just left. One of her brothers, Magnus, agreed to travel with her and to find a new home, hopefully somewhere within one of the Three Kingdoms.

When she was 14, they finally managed to illegally slip into the Sky Blades Empire. Magnus managed to land a job as a blacksmith, and she managed the small, one-room cottage that they built. Things were great there for a while. They managed to make friends, and Thea even learned how to fight with varying blades thanks to her brother's occupation. Though, once the war started against the Aedronic Empire, her brother was drafted and he was taken away. Thea did her best to follow him, but she eventually fell behind and lost the trail of the newly recruited soldiers. From there, she began her life as a thief.

Currently, Theadora travels from town to town, and doesn't much care for borders; she'll find a way to sneak across them.
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[Agante Potatus]

Aridis Accepted.

 

[TimberWolf1886]

Name: Norris Vix Argall the Third
Nickname: “Atgeir”
Age: 47
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Appearance
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Empire: Sky-Blade Kingdom
Occupation: Hunter/Scout, formerly a Mercenary Lord
Personality: Norris is a grizzled old men with a fondness for war and mead, spending his younger years chasing battles from front to find as the commander of a mercenary band. He is seen as loud and rapacious by some but that makes him even more beloved by those who follow him. His personality matches those of the Nordic traditions, destined to die in the glories of battle and rewarded in the afterlife by the gods above. He carries old emotional scars and deals with the regret of abandoning his clan to make a name for himself, but his love for battle is to great.
Strengths​

• He’s smart, but he has the kind of intelligence that makes him look like a demented old man.​

+A master crafter of his own spears, his weapons have become known widely amongst the bands he use to run with due to their durability and due to his well versed knowledge in the use of these fine weapons.
+ Norris is true to nickname, Atgeir, which means to pick apart. His old eyes are still keen in their prowess as he uses the sharp points of his spears to pick apart and stab the weak points on a combatant's armor.
Weaknesses
-As he is reaching older age, Norris is becoming slower and a bit weaker, though he is able to still hold himself up in a fight.
-Prone to alcoholism because he believes in cutting loose and having a good time, treating every night like his last.

Inventory
-https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/314mpjdxjdL._SY355_.jpg
(He usually has about 4-5 of these at all times)

-http://therionarms.com/reenact/therionarms_c1605b.jpg
(Secondary weapon)

-http://www.waterfordfarm.co.za/images/stallions/percheron_neutron.jpg
(His prized war horse and companion, Vorkuta)

-http://www.beauce.org/images/calendar/calendar2017.jpg
(Norris’s canine companion, Barrel)

Character Backstory: Norris Argall the Third was born the second son of a raiding clan that inhabited the stormy Northern coast, an area now encompassed by the Sky-Blade Kingdom. His family became more gentrified once the Kingdom took over their lands, laying down their arms and becoming a seafaring people who deal with trade and fishing. As a child, Norris was enthralled by the stories told by his uncles and father, detailing the great escapes and battles their family had taken part in. Once Norris was of age, he decided to leave the fishing village behind in order to seek his fame and fortune as a warrior like his ancestors of old. For many years, Norris fought against man and beast alike, selling his spears to the highest bidder and wallowing in the fires of battle. As he aged into his twilight years, it has become harder for the elder warrior to find a warm bedroll to lay his body so he waders farther and farther across the land. With the rising tensions between the empires, Norris sees his as his chance to fulfil his fate and die as the hero he wishes to see himself as.

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[Agante Potatus]

TimberWolf1886 Accepted.

 

[Doomyfish23]

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Name: Kyrule Ur Tacku
Age: 43yrs
Gender: Male
Race: Orc
Appearance:


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Empire: Sky-Blade Kingdom
Occupation: Warchief of The Bloodied clan.
Personality: Kyrule has made quite a name for himself. He is regarded as a very intelligent orc, a master Warrior, and a surprisingly rational being. And he lives up to his legends unlike most of his kind Kyrule thinks before he acts. Though uncharacteristically calm he is not one to take lightly, he isnt exactly friendly. If Challenged, disrespected, or called upon by his allies in the royal family he will not hesitate to bring all of the fury of his tribe to the fight.

Strengths:
+ Long lived for an orc Granting him Wisdom and Experience that is rare.

+ physical might is the trademark of an orc and one does not maintain the status of cheif if one is not very strong, not to mention surprisingly fast. All that muscle can move pretty quick when it needs too.

+ Being the Cheif of an Orc tribe it is rarely only Kyrule one will have to deal with. He is most often surrounded with mighty orc warriors.

Weaknesses:
- No Stealth capabilities whatsoever, i mean really you try being sneaky when you weigh 350lbs.

- As proud a warrior as Kyrule is he will never turn down a challenge. Even if he knows he cannot win.

Inventory:
- Armor of the warcheif- A simple looking set of armor complete with spikes and skulls to add intimidation without restricting mobility.

- Dragons Bane- A blade granted to Kyrule after he slayed a "legendary" Sky- Blade knight in fair combat. The blade was rumored to have slain a dragon and has magic that makes the blade more powerful the more blood that has been spilled with it. After ten years of using this blade it has become very powerful in kyrules hands

- Banner of the Bloodied- the flag of his people. A simple white cloth soaked in blood. Yet it is wrapped around and iron spear with a chain that allows Kyrule to throw the spear and retrieve it from the same position. Woe to those who witness this flag, for the charge of the Bloodied comes soon after.

Character Backstory: Born to the Bloodied clan, the largest clan of orcs in the Sky-blade territories. With a population of nearly 5000 this clan was at first a major thorn in the side of the empire. Its original cheif and his brother Shattar & Rykule Ur Tacku waged a tireless and unwinnable war against the much more powerful kingdom. As Kyrule grew into his adulthood he began to realize the madness in his Father and uncle, and seeing that it can only end in his peoples demise he made a hard choice. He challenged the both of them for the title of cheif, and to answer for their crimes. The two orcs set upon him and he managed to hold them at bay for a while before he was injured by his Uncle, As his father was about to deliver the final blow Kyrule narrowly dodged and managed to get ahold of the Clans banner which he used as a spear to strike down first his father, then his uncle. Afterwards Kyrule Seated himself as the new cheif and forged an allieance with the Skyforge still drenched in the blood of his predecessors. That was nearly twenty five years ago and he has stood as an ally of the kingdom ever since. Gaining free access to the Skyforge lands in exchange for his nomadic war tribes military support of the nation. With the events that have begun to unfold he has begun requesting more armor and weapons for his people as they prepare for the war to come.

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[Agante Potatus]

Doomyfish23 A few errors in your backstory, it's Sky-Blade not Skyforge. One more thing, make sure that blade doesn't get too OP. Other then that, accepted!