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shadowz1995
Amoeba of Wisdom
Stop bein humble and get lit
MorgathosTheRussian
Follower of Sigmar's Holy Path
Aight, changed age, reduced rate of regen, and made it so Celebrum suffers from a penalty to his fighting capabilities every time he is hit with a potentially mortal blow. Also may change his Strength trait. I kinda wanted to make him a tank good for fighting large hordes, crowd control, if you will/
shadowz1995
Amoeba of Wisdom
Let me know when youve decided and ill review it again
shadowz1995
Amoeba of Wisdom
Much better. She wont be melting through Rulers but it will certainly burnfire kingdom is lit lmao
“For the fire consumes all but the arsonist.”
Name: Nadian Karim
Age: 832
Gender: Female
Species/Race: Jinn
Kingdom of Origin: Igninuim
Casual Clothes:
Abilities:
*She can change form into any small/medium sized animal and change her human form as well.
*Being a child of fire, she can command and create flames. The flames she produces are normally orange but in battle, they tend to heat up until the flames are blue or even white and melt anything in her path. She is immune to all types of fire.
-She can rain down multiple fireballs in an area and giant pillars of flame. She particularly enjoys heating up earth to cause giant patches of lava that she easily can wade through.
-She can form weapons out of flame that isn't "solid" except in her hands but can melt through any weapon and flesh alike.
-She can create multiple fire elementals to carry out her will.
-She can cause objects to combust from 200 feet away. The explosions rely on how big the object is.
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*She can communicate to the wyverns even though she isn't their rider.
Personality: Just like the flames she wields, Nadian is an energetic woman and just as lively. She's a free spirit that had to give up her adventuring many years ago. She's not a cruel leader or an unjust one and takes the laws and vows very seriously as her parents did before and so on.
She values honesty and loyalty above all and has trouble restraining herself from enacting revenge if someone has done her wrong. She acts before thinking if left to her own devices which are why her advisors need to be only the best at their job.
She's not as cunning as the rulers before her but she is resourceful and has enough passion to get sparks kindled in people's hearts, which is what gets her battles won.
History/Bio: Nadian was born while the kingdom was still going strong. As soon as Nadian was born, her parents Faded, or extinguished their inner Flame as custom had it for all royal Jinn to do when their heir arrived and moved on to the next phase of their journey. Nadian grew accustomed to the familiar bustling of nannies and servants around her during the day and the cold silence of the gilded halls and giant bedroom she retired to each night and stared at the ceiling. She made sure to say goodnight to the giant portrait of her mother and father every night before she slept, but it wasn't the same as having the real thing. However, like her ancestors before her, she held in her complaints and moved on.
Nadian attended each tutor everyday but managed to find time to wriggle off and cause mischief. She spent most of her time at the Hatchery where the Hatcher would pretend the girl wasn't there as she focused her fire magic around the eggs to warm them.
The young Jinn wasn't the tactician her parents were and would have wanted but she knew how to get herself out of a fix and was one of those people who refused to quit until they had perfected it. Her Tactician Tutor set up predicaments that she got herself out of but in the weirdest way possible that baffled yet amused them. She was a creative spirit and didn't let the monotonous routine of life in the palace get to her.
Years passed pretty uneventfully and Nadian started showing signs of maturity. She had to tend over her kingdom like a sheep herder with one eye open for wolves. Still, to keep herself interested, she tended to volunteer herself for activities. If there was an overpopulation of Bankells, she'd ride out herself and hunt them. She'd often be seen in the City Square helping put up decorations for festivals and such with ink smeared on various parts of her since she escaped the clutches of all the things that needed signing.
Nadian continued watching over her home and maximizing every way to benefit the kingdom. She knows war is on the horizon, and she'll do anything in her power to make sure the Fire Kingdom comes out on top.
Job: Ruler
Alignment: Lawful Neutral
Weapons/Armor:
She carries a whip on her at all times that was passed down from generation to generation, but on the battle field, she uses a double-edged sword and armor forged from dragon breath in the hottest flames available.
Other: she has a small dragon as a companion named Carron. He's only a child in dragon terms and is about the size of a dog.
Accepted
shadowz1995
Amoeba of Wisdom
Call it ballad of bladesWIP
Abilities:
Sun Spheres - Pia is able to create floating orbs of light that mimic the power of the sun. They can be used as what they are, a light source, or as a weapon. Their power and whether or not they are mobile is manipulated by how much mana and focus Pia puts into them and she is able to produce more than one at a time. She doesn’t have to retain her focus once she creates them and they will dissipate over time.
Name TBD - After imbuing her sword with Light magic, Pia is able to create blades of light to slice through ranged targets with concentrated attacks. Upon impact, the blades continue to cut until they exit the target. If the blades hit no target, they will dissipate over time. Upon striking a target that has a high resistance to light magic, the blades shatter instead of cutting.
Transformation - Pia can call upon her demon heritage to transform. Thanks to her grandmother on her father’s side being a weather demon that can assume the appearance of a dragon, Pia can as well. When in dragon form she has the ability to fly and has increased strength and size. She is 7’0” and weighs around 1,000 lbs when in her dragon form, but she cannot speak nor can she breath fire.
Dragon Scales - Pia can partially take her dragon form, covering her body with dragon scales instead of skin to act as armor. Like with her dragon transformation, she doesn’t have to retain focus to maintain the form and she can either revert to her normal Humanoid form or take on her full dragon form from this midpoint.
Sun Eater - Because of her heritage on her father’s side, she is able to absorb light magic used against her without taking damage as long as the attack wouldn’t prove to be otherwise fatal. If the attack would prove fatal, she can still absorb some of the light magic but only to a certain extent before she starts taking damage, likewise she can only absorb so much light from weaker attacks before she reaches her limit.
Sun Scorch - Using her light abilities she can heal, but it’ll hurt. Embracing the power of the sun, Pia is able to heal external wounds but not cure toxins or heal internal damage unless it originated with an external wound, or if she creates an external wound to access the damage.
Bane Fire - Another healing ability that Pia is able to use which also harnesses the power of the sun. Unlike with Sun Scorch, this ability is able to cure toxins, blights, miasmas, and corruptions. It burns in white, gold, and blue hues.
Blade Dancer - Over years of practice with a sword, Pia has become quite skilled in sword play and through grace and agility, has developed it into an art form.Name: Cassiopeia of House Magnares
Age: 136
Gender: Female
Species/Race: Half Demon/Half Human
Job: Royal Botanist
Alignment: Neutral
Kingdom of Origin: Dark Kingdom
Appearance: Pia has long, wavy, rose gold colored hair that reaches to the middle of her back. Her eyes are white with a gray ring around the iris and gray pupils. She has light pink skin that darkens as it gets closer to her fingertips/toes before ultimately becoming dark red. Rather than having fingernails or toenails, she has small claws. All of her markings are light purple and aside from the simple bands around her wrists and middle fingers, she also has similar ones around her ankles, thighs, and the base of her tail which is long, smooth, slender, and tapers at the end. Her tail also darkens as it gets to the tip as well as her ears which are slightly larger than a Human’s and pointed. The large ram horns on her head are gray in color. Her teeth are normal except for her laterals, cuspids, and first bicuspids on the top which are sharp as well as her cuspids and first bicuspids on the bottom.
She is 5’8” and weighs 160 lbs. She has a curvy figure accentuated by her lean muscle and she tends to only wear relatively loose fitting, flowy clothing that is usually semi see-through because she doesn’t like to be hindered by tighter clothes nor inconvenienced by it because of her tail. She likes wearing lighter colored clothing rather than darker and she prefers gold, brass, and steel to other metals.
Weapons/Armor:
Other:
Likes
• Sappy romance novels
• Toasted nuts
• Botany
• Geology
• Dancing
• Games
• Playing the lyre
Dislikes
• Bugs
• Dull people
• Clothes
• Malicious destruction
• Dust
• Cold
• Salt water
Personality: Pia can generally be considered to be a pretty vibrant individual. She isn’t what would be called a wallflower when she is around others, she’s as sociable as the next girl and when she is socializing she could be said to seem to enjoy it but the truth of it is that for her, interacting with others is another form of play. She likes to tease in one form or another and she likes playing actual games as well.
When Pia is alone on the other hand or when she doesn’t have anything that requires immediate attention, she tends to be rather lackadaisical. She has trouble getting motivated to actually do something and would be just as content if not more so, to lay on the swing in the solarium where she grows the more exotic of the plants in her care and gazing at the sky above or admiring the gems in her private stone collection.
However, once she does get motivated to actually do some work or when it is necessary that she work with care she can be extremely focused and dedicated to the task at hand, even expressing some exuberance in her efforts. She tends to be easily distracted at times, but that’s if the item in question does not require detail or she’s just bored. The more detail that she needs to apply or the lengthier the project is, the more interested she becomes.
History/Bio: In progress
Accepted btw
Roleplay Skittle
Eternally Awkward
Groovy, but I don't want to call it anything with blades or sun in it because I'm cashed out on those. xD
Fluffy-Kat
Your future Supreme Overlord :3 <3
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Species/Race:
Human
Kingdom of Origin:
Igninuim
Abilities:
One shot, One kill: a bow will always be Solara's first choice of weapon. Shed had years to perfect her skills. Living out in the middle of the Sands gave her nothing but time, seeing as how there is nothing else to do out there. Shes hunted and practiced, and has grown to become quite the marksman. Any shot, she can make it. Her sword on the other hand....
Survival of the Fittest: Solara has had to look after herself since the young age of five. She good at hiding, tracking, and thought she hates to admit it, sleight of hand (stealing). She can build a fire (which is uncommon in the Sands, since most others have powers of flame) for those cold desert nights, blend in to almost any environment, and build something out of nothing. Shes spent a lot of time tinkering with objects. If she didnt have the tool she needed, shed build it with what ever she had. Very resourceful.
Immunity/Resistance: because she cannot create, nor manipulate fire, her talent developed a defense. Fire cannot touch her. But there are exceptions. Natural fire, and wyvern/dragon fire cannot do any damage to the girl. She can walk through it with ease, stand in it with out a care, and not a single hair on her head would be harmed...except...her clothes would burn. How ever, magically produced fire is a different game. With magical fire she has a resistance to it, meaning after a certain point it can hurt her. The more powerful the flame, the more itll break through her barrier. Regulat red/orange (magical fire) pretty much wont do anything, after a long period of time it will begin to burn. But anything like white or blue flames (stronger, more potent magical fire) tears through her barrier much much quicker. She'll maybe have like....7-10 minutes of resistance, total of 7-10 minutes of contact with said flame and it will begin to hurt. (Time depends on the caster as well, so it can be shorter if the caster is very experienced and strong).
Expert Horsemanship: it doesnt prove to be much of a heroic skill, but she can help horse owners with their issues on call and shes one hell of a rider.
Wyvern Tamer: Solara currently does not know she has this ability, it's a long forgotten trait of the Vetani family, a family dedicated to the protection and well being of draconic creatures. She is able to communicate with other wyverns without needing to be their rider. Also, her presence has a soothing effects on near by draconic creatures causing them to trust her more easily.
*note: this is in italics cause i stole it from Nogood
hooray for lazinessPersonality:
In a few words? Hardworking, determined, and strong willed. Solara is a girl toughened by her upbringing, her story. The childhood she never had, and given circumstances, forced her to mature much faster than any child should have. Shes resourceful and quick witted, always working with what shes got, and improvises with human ingenuity with what she doesnt, developing a tenacity and instinct for survival. The girl is resiliant and self-reliant, only believes that she could get the job done the way she wants it, and no one else.
Though she appears to be distant toward others, Solara possesses a heart full of generosity and a willingness to help others, despite her distaste toward beings other than animals. She has a soft spot for undesirables and the like, just like her. Abandoned, left behind, misfits, broken, the list goes on. Solara enjoyd time alone, and prefers it over spending time with another human being, or any human-like race. However, she is opened minded toward cultures and far-away places, given that shes lived in the same place her whole life. She may seem like stone heart, but the young, childish dreamer never left her, and when she is alone, she spends a lot of time scavenging and dreaming about other parts of the world.
History/Bio:
No child should have to bear the deaths of their parents, and be forced to raise their self at the young age of five. When Solara's parents died her and her twin sister were to be given to another family to be looked after and cared for. Unlike her sister, Solara was distraught with the idea of living with strangers and playing the part as their children. The night before they would stay with the family, the young girl begged her sister to run away with her, but she refused. Heart broken and hurt that her sister would so easily accept the new family, Solara ran away and never saw her again.
For years she slept where she could, in the streets, behind buildings, foraging for food in the bins with the edible remains of the wasteful wealthy. It was no life for a child, but she did what needed to be done to survive. At the age of 11, she found herself wandering the dunes and stumbled upon a horse rancher/breeder in a city beyound Hacin. Je'kal became her new home. The rancher hired her, and offered pay and housing in the remote desert outside of the city. It wasnt much but Solara gladly accepted and began to work right away.
Eight years with horses granted her a lot of knowledge of the creatures. How to read their body language, feel their energy, listen to their whines and winneys, and remember each of their personalities. Igninuim was known for their pedigree horses, they were strong, fast, and built for endurance. The breeder taught her everything she knows, and now is the official trainer of said animals, preparing them for what ever it is the buyer requires. War horses? She teaches them discipline. Race horses? She exercises them extensively, and to be sensitive to the slightest touch. Any horse needed, she can create it.
However Solara feels her lifes purpose is beyond horses. She may have a way with animals, yes, but she knows she was meant for something...bigger. As a child, Solara and her sister were told stories of their family line by their father. A family of dragon and wyvern guardians. The Vetani family, since the beginning of dragons and their kin, were born with the ability to connect with the beasts. Stories of how they could speak to them, how to read them, feel them, and the effect they had on the creatures. They were a medium, a bridge between man and beast, set to protect them from the destructive forces of man, orc, and many otger races. Protect them from enslavement or captivity, to keep them wild and free. Those stories always stuck to Solara, and always brought a twinkle in her eye, a dream that one day she would see one.
But those were just stories.....right?
Job:
-Stable girl
-Apprentices under a horse breeder
-Horse trainer/tamer/breaker
-Scavenger (being a breeder's apprentice
doesnt make much for a living)
Alignment:
Chaotic Good
"A good heart with a free spirit"
Appearance:
I couldnt really find images to really depict what i want her clothing and outfits to be like so i just chose an image of Sheik (from Zelda) and another random image. Her outfit (when shes roaming the desert, traveling between cities, or out scavenging) is something along these lines.....
Weapons/Armor:
No armor (yet) shes poor, cant afford any.
Weapons though.....
She carries a spear that doubles as a staff when she treks through the sand, and protects her from the wild animals that roam the sands. Its nothing special, but it helps with hunting and fending off unwanted company.
On her hilt she carries a broad sword she won in a gambling game one night in the streets of Hacin. She doesnt really know how to use it, just to swing it and hope she does something with it when the time comes. But she hopes to become skillful with it.
And of course her trusty bow. Shes had it for years, and thinks maybe its time for a new one. Its old and worn down, the bow string is beginning to fray and her arrows arent in the best condition either.
Other:
Empty for now
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shadowz1995
Amoeba of Wisdom
Seems fine u cuck damn
archur
watch for the flash
Fluffy-Kat
Your future Supreme Overlord :3 <3
WIP
Nickname: Theo
Age: 114 (young for an elf, appears about 18-20)
Gender: Male
Species/Race: Elf
Kingdom of Origin: Earth
Abilities:
Personality:
Theo is a very understanding and compassionate lad. He can be a little naive at times but thats not to be mistaken for a lack of intelligence. Its quite the opposite. The young elf is a quick learner and retains almost everything hes been taught, observed, or learned on his own. He practices the intake of information from his enthusiasm with animals and other living creatures. Theo likes to document his findings along with everything he already knows. He hopes one day his notebooks would be published and hed travel the world to study the creatures beyond the vast forests of the EK.
Hes inquisitive, adventurous, and positive. Always trying to look on the bright side, when he can. For the past two years he can be seen with a juvenile owl-griffin. The two have grown a real liking to eachother, and Theo acts like an older brother figure with the beast, he even talks to her. Shes his favorite friend, and pretty much his only one. Theo prefers the company of animals over other, more intelligent, beings. He doesnt dislike his fellow elves, or other races, but he finds himself for comfortable in the company of creatures. Theo remains friendly and open to others though, especially the children. They always seem in awe when ever he walks around with a new animal in his arms or perched at his shoulder.
Members of the Earth Kingdom have a great connection with all life, even the plants and trees. Theo just takes it a little further and devotes his life's work to studying the flora and fauna where ever he goes.
But his passive presence isnt to be mistaken for being weak. The elf does have a little fight in him. Hes never really shown that side of him (the EK people are a peaceful people) but it is there, and its very courageous. Bravery and a heart of gold, Theo would be a perfect candidate for a knight of sorts.
History/Bio:
(Wip)
Job:
Researcher
Writer
Self-claimed vet for people's pets
Alignment:
Lawful Good
"Honor and compassion"
Appearance:
Depicted above
Weapons/Armor:
Theo carries two daggers and a bow. He doesnt really use them, but he keeps them for safety purposes.
Other:
He has a companion...a partner in crime...best friend for life.
An owl griffin: a rare elusive, mainly nocturnal breed of griffin. There used to be a large number of them but theyve dwindled after years of poaching and hunting. Now seen as an endangered species, Theo has spent years studying the little-known species through his friend, Asha. Hes only seen two other owl-grifs other than his traveling companion.
Illustrations taken from Theo's notebook
OwlGriffins
"When they hatch they are as big as an adult housecat. Fluffy with newborn fur, and naked wings with feathers yet to sprout. After a few weeks to a month, their eyes are opened with still developing eyesight and down feathers on their wings. Theyre playful, energetic creatures, even as newborns. Ive decided to name this one Asha, for her incredibly high spirit."
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"Nine months old now, and Asha has grown rapidly. Her night vision is impeccable, and shes yet to learn how painful her beak is. She doesnt know her own strength, Im still healing the scratch over my eye. The children in the city have come to like her, and even play with her when I take her out with me."
"Asha is now two years old since her hatch date! Shes bigger than ever. The female owl griffin is now bigger than a female bear, and just slightly bigger than a male bear. Shes learned to control her senses and exercise her strength by hunting and pouncing on anything that moves in the bushes."
"Today Asha was chased by a dragon. Her flight speed has increased, as shes used it against ...much bigger ...and much more dangerous creatures, clearly. Sometimes I think she has a death wish with the mischief shes gotten into. We traveled near the Light Lands where she disappeared for a few days. Until i spotted two large figures in the sky, one following the other, both flying at alarming speeds. When they neared me, it was Asha, with a dragon's jaws at her heels. Why? Turns out, Owl Griffins have an uncontrolable taste for dragon eggs. Shes probably been raiding their rookery during the days she was gone....the Light Lands must not be happy...."
"Asha and I have spotted two other owl-grifs during our travels. I was worried at first, with how they would respond to Asha. Turns out, though they may be solitary, Owl-grifs are very accepting of their own kind. They hunted together at night, and built nests near each other. Both seemed to like her very much. One of the strange grifs was female, and bigger than Asha (I suppose shes going to grow more) but the other was male, judging by the visible size difference between them. He was huge. I had never seen anything like it. I was fearful for Asha at first, but her charming personality got the better of the beast and the two got along. He was about as big as a dragon....though i wonder if it was because he was a Mountain Owl-Griffin. Perhaps their location houses a larger, variation of the grifs. Is it the food? The altitude? I will definitely have to come back and study the grifs of the mountains."
"Aside from her crave of attention through trouble and mischeif, Asha and other owl-grifs prove to potentially be very good and loyal companions. Not pets, but companions. They do require their own space, as they disappear from time to time but I find that they always come back. There is still much more to be learned from these magnificent beasts. Perhaps Asha will one day let me rider her."
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Morgrim
Dead Like Me
Name: Xerxes Greenblood
Age: 250 (Appears 30)
Gender: Male
Species/Race: Forest Elf
Kingdom of Origin: Earth Kingdom
Abilities:
Commune: As is custom for Earth Kingdom subjects, and especially ruler alike he can commune with beasts. Xerxes control over the beasts is so potent that almost none of them can resist his control even able to turn the trained beasts from another kingdom against their masters with a few simple commands.
Cadence: Xerxes can restore life to people, plants and beasts alike. By whistling or playing a strange tune he can mend the wounds of any organic creature. Things made from stone or metal do not get restored, but living creatures do. The spell can treat nearly any wound, but cannot bypass spells or weapons that negate healing.
Conjure Disaster: With a mastery over nature magic Xerxes can create Earthquakes.
Eldritch Magic: Along with his abilities to conjure disasters he can also use smaller scale abilities such as using vines for ensnarement, creating trees for cover or making a whirlwind of viciously sharp petals that cut like a tornado of steel.
Elven Dexterity: As both a two century old elf, and a master combatant Xerxes has incredible dexterity and agility. Even if he does not out strength the opponent he can usually out maneuver them to land attacks quickly, and dodge anything they may throw at him.
Elven Biology: Xerxes requires very little food or sleep, and is usually fully fed and rested with only a slice of bread and an hour rest. Because of this he can go on long expeditions with very little drawback.
Personality: Xerces is a very caring ruler. someone that hasn't let his position get to him. To him each member of his kingdom is like family to him, and while he will still uphold the law, he gives all who deserve it a chance. The safety of his Kingdom is incredibly important to him, as is upholding the rights that he has implemented into their way of life. Xerxes cares for living creatures of all kind, but if that creature of person proves that they would kill or destroy for profit he loses all respect and care for it.
On the battlefield Xerxes is a stout defender for his people, and always takes the helm of battle. Xerxes is the kind of person that likes to end a conflict before it starts, and usually leads with his most powerful abilities. Being the confident leader of the Earth Kingdom he had fought with and developed a respect of the other kingdoms, even though he doesn't agree with their methods. Xerxes would prefer not to fight, but he knows he can't be a pacifist in his situation.
History/Bio: Xerxes lived in a time before the Kingdoms had risen to power, when there was chaos widespread and fighting around every corner. He was just a young elf from an insignificant village that kept to itself. He cared deeply for his home, but he knew the fighting would continue on if there was no one to make a difference. He joined a small resistance to fight against the larger scale armies, and what he saw made him sick to his stomach. He saw the land being destroyed, both belonging to the creatures of the wild, and the sentient people. He saw fire spread across the lands, and dead bodies piled in the thousands across each battlefield.
Xerxes fought and bled, but he was not making the difference he wanted. So he decided to start a kingdom, a community devoted to protecting not only their people, but the land itself since Xerxes always had a deep connection with the earth. He recruited the resistance members, and his family and friends, and everyone he could from his village. However there were not enough people fighting for him to make a difference so he used his commune magic to talk with the beasts. With beast and man fighting together they had an army that rivaled the current power play players, and he fought them. A battle to end them all. With victory in hand he solidified his place as king of the now official Earth Kingdom.
Since his ascent into power he changed the way that things were run. He implement laws and rights, he built a strong kingdom with the help of his people. With his status he was able to make a safe place for his friends and family and subjects. Soon other people wanted to join the kingdom, others that were sickened by the imperialistic way other cities and dwellings were run. Numbers were growing, and his territory was expanding naturally. Now he lives in a day and age were other kingdoms have their own rule and vie for power.
Job: King
Alignment: Lawful Good
Appearance:
Weapons/Armor:
Eldritch Green Blade:
This magically imbued weapon has the ability to grow life wherever it cuts. It can restored destroyed forests to full life, grow new plant life and food. However when it is used on a living creature it infects them with poisonous wounds. Soon after the cut is made, fungal growths will start to eat away at them. If left untreated it can kill. Immediate effects include fatigue, nausea, dizziness, vomiting, and sores.
Other equipment includes what is in the appearance. The armor and katanas are not magical, but of incredibly high elven grade.
Other: One of the Kingdom Rulers
Age: 250 (Appears 30)
Gender: Male
Species/Race: Forest Elf
Kingdom of Origin: Earth Kingdom
Abilities:
Commune: As is custom for Earth Kingdom subjects, and especially ruler alike he can commune with beasts. Xerxes control over the beasts is so potent that almost none of them can resist his control even able to turn the trained beasts from another kingdom against their masters with a few simple commands.
Cadence: Xerxes can restore life to people, plants and beasts alike. By whistling or playing a strange tune he can mend the wounds of any organic creature. Things made from stone or metal do not get restored, but living creatures do. The spell can treat nearly any wound, but cannot bypass spells or weapons that negate healing.
Conjure Disaster: With a mastery over nature magic Xerxes can create Earthquakes.
Eldritch Magic: Along with his abilities to conjure disasters he can also use smaller scale abilities such as using vines for ensnarement, creating trees for cover or making a whirlwind of viciously sharp petals that cut like a tornado of steel.
Elven Dexterity: As both a two century old elf, and a master combatant Xerxes has incredible dexterity and agility. Even if he does not out strength the opponent he can usually out maneuver them to land attacks quickly, and dodge anything they may throw at him.
Elven Biology: Xerxes requires very little food or sleep, and is usually fully fed and rested with only a slice of bread and an hour rest. Because of this he can go on long expeditions with very little drawback.
Personality: Xerces is a very caring ruler. someone that hasn't let his position get to him. To him each member of his kingdom is like family to him, and while he will still uphold the law, he gives all who deserve it a chance. The safety of his Kingdom is incredibly important to him, as is upholding the rights that he has implemented into their way of life. Xerxes cares for living creatures of all kind, but if that creature of person proves that they would kill or destroy for profit he loses all respect and care for it.
On the battlefield Xerxes is a stout defender for his people, and always takes the helm of battle. Xerxes is the kind of person that likes to end a conflict before it starts, and usually leads with his most powerful abilities. Being the confident leader of the Earth Kingdom he had fought with and developed a respect of the other kingdoms, even though he doesn't agree with their methods. Xerxes would prefer not to fight, but he knows he can't be a pacifist in his situation.
History/Bio: Xerxes lived in a time before the Kingdoms had risen to power, when there was chaos widespread and fighting around every corner. He was just a young elf from an insignificant village that kept to itself. He cared deeply for his home, but he knew the fighting would continue on if there was no one to make a difference. He joined a small resistance to fight against the larger scale armies, and what he saw made him sick to his stomach. He saw the land being destroyed, both belonging to the creatures of the wild, and the sentient people. He saw fire spread across the lands, and dead bodies piled in the thousands across each battlefield.
Xerxes fought and bled, but he was not making the difference he wanted. So he decided to start a kingdom, a community devoted to protecting not only their people, but the land itself since Xerxes always had a deep connection with the earth. He recruited the resistance members, and his family and friends, and everyone he could from his village. However there were not enough people fighting for him to make a difference so he used his commune magic to talk with the beasts. With beast and man fighting together they had an army that rivaled the current power play players, and he fought them. A battle to end them all. With victory in hand he solidified his place as king of the now official Earth Kingdom.
Since his ascent into power he changed the way that things were run. He implement laws and rights, he built a strong kingdom with the help of his people. With his status he was able to make a safe place for his friends and family and subjects. Soon other people wanted to join the kingdom, others that were sickened by the imperialistic way other cities and dwellings were run. Numbers were growing, and his territory was expanding naturally. Now he lives in a day and age were other kingdoms have their own rule and vie for power.
Job: King
Alignment: Lawful Good
Appearance:
Weapons/Armor:
Eldritch Green Blade:
This magically imbued weapon has the ability to grow life wherever it cuts. It can restored destroyed forests to full life, grow new plant life and food. However when it is used on a living creature it infects them with poisonous wounds. Soon after the cut is made, fungal growths will start to eat away at them. If left untreated it can kill. Immediate effects include fatigue, nausea, dizziness, vomiting, and sores.
Other equipment includes what is in the appearance. The armor and katanas are not magical, but of incredibly high elven grade.
Other: One of the Kingdom Rulers
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Amoeba of Wisdom
So, everything looks good for the most part. Get some spellchecks in and as for the natur disaster thing, tornadoes and hurricanes are not within Earth kingdom's capability to doName: Xerxes Greenblood
Age: 250 (Appears 30)
Gender: Male
Species/Race: Forest Elf
Kingdom of Origin: Earth Kingdom
Abilities:
Commune: As is custom for Earth Kingdom subjects, and especially ruler alike he can commune with beasts. Xerxes control over the beasts is so potent that almost none of them can resist his control even able to turn the train beasts from another kingdom against their masters with a few simple commands.
Cadence: Xerxes can restore life to people, plants and beasts alike. By whistling or playing a strange tune he can mend the wounds of any organic creature. Things made from stone or metal do not get restored, but living creatures do. The spell can treat nearly any wound, but cannot bypass spells or weapons that negate healing.
Conjure Disaster: With a mastery over nature magic Xerxes can summon natural disasters at a whim. Hurricanes, Earthquakes, Tornadoes and anything in between.
Eldritch Magic: Along with his abilities to conjure disasters he can also use smaller scale abilities such as using vines for ensnarement, creating trees for cover or making a whirlwind of viciously sharp petals that cut like a tornado of steel.
Elven Dexterity: As both a two century old elf, and a master combatant Xerxes has incredibly dexterity and agility. Even if he does not out strength the opponent he can usually out maneuver them to land attacks quickly, and dodge anything they may throw at him.
Elven Biology: Xerxes requires very little food and sleep, and is usually fully fed and rested with only a slice of bread and an hour rest. Because of this he can go on long expeditions with very little drawback.
Personality: Xerces is a very caring ruler. someone that hasn't let his position get to him. To him each member of his kingdom is like family to him, and while he will still uphold the law, he gives all who deserve it a chance. The safety of his Kingdom is incredibly important to him, as is upholding the rights that he has implemented into their way of life. Xerxes cares for living creatures of all kind, but if that creature of person proves that they would kill or destroy for profit he loses all respect and care for it.
On the battlefield Xerxes is a stout defender for his people, and always takes the helm of battle. Xerxes is the kind of person that likes to end a conflict before it starts, and usually leads with his most powerful abilities. Being the confident leader of the Earth Kingdom he had fought with and developed a respect of the other kingdoms, even though he doesn't agree with their methods. Xerxes would prefer not to fight, but he knows he can't be a pacifist in his situation.
History/Bio: Xerxes lived in a time before the Kingdoms had risen to power, when there was chaos widespread and fighting around every corner. He was just a young elf in an insignificant village that kept to itself. He cared deeply for his home, but he knew the fighting would continue on if there was no one to make a difference. He joined a small resistance to fight against the larger scale armies, and what he saw made him sick to his stomach. He saw the land being destroyed, both belonging to the creatures of the wild, and the sentient people. He saw fire spread across the lands, and dead bodies piled in the thousands across each battlefield.
Xerxes fought and bled, but he was not making the difference he wanted. So he decided to start a kingdom, a community devoted to protecting not only their people, but the land itself since Xerxes always had a deep connection with the earth. He recruited the resistance members, and his family and friends, and everyone he could from his village. However there were not enough people fighting for him to make a difference so he used his commune magic to talk with the beasts. With beast and man fighting together they had an army that rivaled the current power play players, and he fought them. A battle to end them all. With victory in hand he solidified his place as king of the now official Earth Kingdom.
Since his ascent into power he changed the way that things were run. He implement laws and rights, he built a strong kingdom with the help of his people. With his status he was able to make a safe place for his friends and family and subjects. Soon other people wanted to join the kingdom, others that were sickened by the imperialistic way other cities and dwellings were run. Numbers were growing, and his territory was expanding naturally. Now he lives in a day and age were other kingdoms have their own rule and vie for power.
Job: King
Alignment: Lawful Good
Appearance:
Weapons/Armor:
Eldritch Green Blade:
This magically imbued weapon has the ability to grow life wherever it cuts. It can restored destroyed forests to full life, grow new plant life and food. However when it is used on a living creature it infects them with poisonous wounds. Soon after the cut is made fungal growths will start to eat away at them. If left untreated it can kill. Immediate effects include fatigue, nausea, dizziness, vomiting, and sores.
Other equipment includes what is in the appearance. The armor and katanas are not magical, but of incredibly high elven grade.
Other: One of the Kingdom Rulers
shadowz1995
Amoeba of Wisdom
Much better. Go ahead though, ill be keeping an eye on this Lich King. Remember that he still isnt a match for the rulers. Scale your power accordinglyName: Celebrum Klaivara
Age: 2523
Gender: Male
Species/Race: Human of Salo Slodor, now a Revenant
Kingdom of Origin: Nation of Darkness
AbilitiesPersonality: Celebrum regards his undead servants as tools to grow closer to achieving his greatest goal. He is a cold-hearted being, and regards friendship, love, and most emotions as weaknesses. The only two things one might consider his friends are two lumbering giants known the Executioner and the Slaughterer. He views allies, even his closest ones, as good distractions for his foes.
As one of the few Revenants in the world, Celebrum is a powerful mage and warrior, capable of raising legions of dead in all forms to fight his foes, turning man against man with a flick of his fingers, or hacking down foes with incredible ease.
Curse of the Revenant: The Revenants of the world are cursed to never die and so, when struck down with a typically lethal blow, will keep fighting, albeit not as well as before. His unnatural resilience also inspires fear and terror in those that face him, and awe in those enthralled to him.
The Scourge-Lord: Nameless terrors and unending hordes fight under the name of the Revenant, all bound to his indomitable will. The Revenant draws to him all sorts of creatures touched by the mark of undeath, and grants those around him more skill with their weapon and an unnatural ferocity.
Brushed by Death: The Revenant, though cursed to never die, fear the touch of death, and will do anything to escape it. The Revenant and all near him will regenerate wounds quite slowly, and those under his command will fight all the fiercer.
Undying Strength: Death is a power stronger than any in the world, and infuses it's champions with a portion of it's strength. The Revenant can wield quite a few heavy weapons like they were feathers, and every strike is devastating to his foes.
Sweet and Gold: Regardless if it is through fear, magic, or a combination of both, the Revenant's words seem to be as sweet and invaluable to those who hear it. In addition, many see the Revenant not as a walking tower of bone and steel, but rather as a normal, heavily armored man.
History/Bio: Before he was struck down by a spear to the chest, Celebrum was a petty warlord that commanded a small kingdom tucked away in the mountains of the east, but he was by no means weak. He was well-versed in the lore of the dead and even more so with the use of the sword, and feared in the region for his two towering bodyguards. But this didn't stop an alliance of different powers from marching on his mountainous keep, and defeating him with a great blow to the heart. But even when his corpse was locked away in a stone coffin, and his bodyguards imprisoned in their armor, death had a different plan for him. Nearly 2,000 years after he fell, a twisted parody of life once more entered him, and he burst forth from his prison, ready to destroy those that cast him down.
Yet he found the world had changed greatly since the last time he was alive. New powers had risen in place of those that once existed there, and old enemies were simply legends. But, the chance to gain glory, wealth, and power did not fade. The dead remained a potent tool in domination, and a need for goods and services unavailable through legal means could be easily gained... for a price. So, Celebrum Klaivara set to work, serving the King of the Dark Nation loyally as a facade to his more sinister purposes.
Job: Criminal Warlord
Alignment: Chaotic Evil
Appearance:
Weapons/Armor: Ancient enchanted plate armor, said to be forged with the bone and scale of the greatest dragon of the east and steel from a bygone age. He wields a massive two-handed axe, stained with blood, and a great shield of steel.
Other: WHERE IS KRELL
Nogoodname
Did nothing wrong
Alexandra Mason
Age: 19
Gender: F
Species/Race: Human
Kingdom of Origin: Igninuim
Abilities:
Initiate swordsman: Alex has gone through all of the proper training of the Igninuim army, though she lacks any real combat experience outside of sparing sessions.
Skilled marksman: Alex is very comfortable using a longbow, having extensive experience hunting to help feed her family, she's no expert but she's above average, and will improve with more practice.
Survivalist: Years of living and hunting out in the Akl desert have taught Alex quite a few things about survival, as such she's very skilled at finding food and water in harsh environments, as well as creating a proper shelter in the wild.
Command flame: Like most people of Igninuim, Alex is able to manipulate fire to her will to a small degree, this ability also provides resistance (but not immunity) to non magical fire.
Fireball!: A flickering ball of flame forms in Alex's hand, which she throws at an enemy! The ball explodes wherever it lands spreading flame in a 1 foot radius.
Wyvern tamer: Alex currently does not know she has this ability, it's a long forgotten trait of the Vetani family, a family dedicated to the protection and well being of draconic creatures. She is able to communicate with other wyverns without needing to be their rider. Also, her presence has a soothing effects on near by draconic creatures causing them to trust her more easily.
Personality: Cautious and composed, Alex takes great care in planning ahead, she likes to have a plan for every situation and feels most comfortable when said plan goes off without a hitch. Towards others Alex isn't very talkative, she prefers to listen more than she speaks, mostly because she dislikes talking about herself and feels selfish boasting about her own exploits no matter how small. When alex is coaxed to speak up, usually around closer friends, she can suddenly become very talkative about her interests and hobbies. She likes to keep busy, and takes great care with whatever job she is given, to her a job done right is better than a job done quickly. At the times when she isn't busy though she enjoys reading and music, her most recent hobby is learning to play the lute, a task she struggles in, but enjoys.
Alex takes a great disinterest in politics and the world around her, she works to keep her family fed and herself in good health and will do whatever she feels is best towards that end. Moral or immoral, it doesn't matter to her, she's just trying to make her way in this crazy world that we live in.
History/Bio: Alex was taken in by the Mason family from a fairly young age remembering very little about her previous family. She has hazy memories about stories, stories of dragons and wyverns and a group of people dedicated to their protection, though she remembers very little about this now. One thing she does remember though is her sister.. Solara when their parents had died, Solara had been extremely upset, angry at the world and fearful at the new changes they were about to experience in their lives. She didn't want to live with these new strangers, she wanted to run away and pleaded for Alex to come with her. Alex refused, and so the girl took off on her own. Alex had run out to find the poor girl when she realized she had left but after hours of searching she came up with nothing..
Alex was eventually turned over to the Mason family, good friends of her late parents, the Masons took her in even when they were already struggling to provide for themselves. The Masons were a rather large, poor family of hunters that lived on the outskirts of Hacin. They lived mostly off of the land, hunting animals as their primary source of their food while selling off the excess. It was a rather meager living but Alex got used to it fairly quickly, she took to hunting quickly, eager to provide for the people who had taken her in and cared for her in her time of need. She learned how to survive out in the harsh Akl desert, tracking nearby game and swiftly taking them out with her bow.
She lived like this for the longest time, learning the ropes to the family trade little by little with each trek into the desert, if it were her choice she would have lived this life forever... Her circumstances changed though, when she was approached by the hatchers of Hacin, informing her that she had been chosen by a Wyvern! The news came as a shock to her, Alex had never really thought of herself as special... But, seeing an opportunity to earn more money for her family, she went on to become a scout for the kingdom with her new companion, a red wyvern named Vanic.
Job: Wyvern Rider Scout
Alignment: True Neutral
Appearance:
Alexandra, geared for combat with her trademark longbow.
Alex's wyvern, Vanic, likes to perch on high places so he can bask in the sun.
Weapons/Armor:
Alex's longbow: A simple yet powerful longbow that helped Alex provide for her family during rough times. She kept it with her through training and still uses it to this day.
Alex's shortsword: A standard issue sword given to her for her duties, Alex really only uses the thing in dire straits when enemies are closing in, though she's training all the time to improve with it.
Her armor is shown above in her appearance image, a simple breastplate to protect her vitals while still giving her the mobility a wyvern rider needs.
shadowz1995
Amoeba of Wisdom
Nothing to see here. Carry on
Nogoodname
Did nothing wrong
wot?
Fluffy-Kat
Your future Supreme Overlord :3 <3
*Note: She has red eyes, like her father, not gold/yellow
Age: 14
Gender: Female
Species/Race: Demon
Kingdom of Origin:
The Dark Realm
Abilities:
Rule: Like her father, Noblesse has (almost) full control of shadows and over all darkness. She hasnt quite mastered the skill, but as of now shes managed to become an elusive shadow herself, which is quite advanced for her age. She uses the darkness to her advantage, being able to almost melt into any casted shadow and travel along it. Making night time a real fun time to play around and sneak in.
Combat Strategy: Noblesse may be learning how to control the power of her abilities but she has the mental game down. She doesnt have experience in real battle but the girl is extremely intelligent and doesnt make a move until shes calculated and assessed her situation, and can see the possibilities and probabilities of out comes. She prepares herself for anything, and by doing so always seems one step ahead. Some may call it luck, its just careful planning.
Demon Physiology: Thanks to her demonic lineage, the young demon girl was born with superhuman strength, agility, and endurance. Not as much as the war-built vampires and lycans, but she can easily be equally matched to a lesser vampire/lycan.
Inherited Will: Noblesse's will, much like her father's, bends for no one. Once shes made up her mind, theres no stopping her. The only being that has a decent chance of changing her mind is Desh himself. Since shes pretty submissive toward him and will do anything daddy asks~.
Hell Sword: Noblesse has a symbol/rune on the palm of her left hand thats used to summon a sword from the depths of the deepest hell, thanks to her dark/shadow magic abilities. Its the same sword everytime, and its hilt appears to be sticking out of her flesh/the symbol when she calls upon it. All she has to do is pull it out. When she does the blade appears to be intangible wisps of shadow, but solidifies once held with both hands.
Personality:
Noblesse is typically quiet and serious. She carries herself like any daughter of a great ruler should. Poised, respectful, elegant, and level headed. Those are words that would be mostly used by outsiders that have only seen her presence a few times. She may look to be stone-hearted but its quite the opposite. If any of those outsiders ever spoke to her, theyd find that shes actually very kind, just, warm-hearted. However she does have a spark of fire in her. She never really shows it, but she has her moments (i.e. if anyone disrespects her father). And in certain cases the little ember can grow into wild fire.
Behind closed doors, Noblesse is like any 14 year old girl. Innocent, a little naive, and definitely a daddy's girl. She loves her father dearly, and does what ever he asks with out question. She looks out for him, and cares about his wellbeing. Shed cling to his side at all times if she could, but for now, she just follows him around and do what ever she can for him. Hes always been there for her, even though her mother passed giving birth, and she would never question her loyalty and respect toward him.
History/Bio:
Noblesse is the love child of a demon mother and archdemon father. Her mother died giving birth to the young demoness, but her father remained and raised her closely to him. Being the royal ruler of the Kingdom of Darkness, her father proved to be a good role model and played both parental figures in her life. She will never know the true love a biological mother, but as far as shes concerned, a father was all she needed. He taught her to be strong, to be brave, to stick up for youself all while having a kind and gentle heart, the kind that people respect. She is just like her father in terms of love and kindness, and though she may struggle a little with the more...rugged parts....she certainly has his spark and fire when it comes down to it.
Noblesse was born long after her father had taken the dark realm. She has not yet lived through the wars and strife as he has or many others. Shes only known peaceful times, shes an innocent flower thats grown from beneath the ashes of battle. Growing up shes had two older sister figures in her life who cling close to her father's side. Both women are his mistresses, but Noblesse doesnt seem to mind, infact she sees it as an accomplishment on his part. Like daughter like father. Perhaps she'll be the same way.
Job:
Heir
Alignment: Lawful Neutral
"Reliable and honorable with out being a zealot"
Appearance:
She looks like the main photo at the top but she has some additions....
This image depicts her wings, general look of her outfit, and length of hair. Her hair color is more closely to white, like her pop pops.
Due to her age, shes still unable to fully supress her demonic features (i.e. wings, horns, and tail). So far shes managed to keep her tail hidden but her wings and horns remain visible.
Height: 5'3" but still growing
Weight: 120lbs.
Special Occasion outfit(s)
This dress can actually double as hidden armor
Coming Soon
Weapons/Armor:
Other:
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Crumbli
the Tea Time Tyrant
Name: Lady Gwendolyn Arwoll.
Age: 84.
Gender: Female.
Species/Race: Highland elf.
Kingdom of Origin: Principality of Oceanius - Garvus.
Occupation: Guardian of the fae shrines.
Alignment: Lawful good.
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slim
destroyer
Welcome to the crew
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destroyer
Accepted uwu
shadowz1995
Amoeba of Wisdom
Girl, u dont accept ppl da fuq
shadowz1995
Amoeba of Wisdom
Name: Ryusuuji
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Species/Race: Denki/Vampire
Kingdom of Origin: Lightning
Abilities:
Silent Winds- Ryusuuji is capable of casting any of his royal level of magic in almost complete silence. Even when he needs to turn to lightning to instantly get from one point to the other, only the faintest of crackles will be heard.
Lightning step- The forgotten prince is able to, like his father, transcend his physical form and become electricity. This allows to jump around places almost instantaneously, though it is not an ability he uses often. He can normally sneak anywhere he needs to go.
Dark Knowledge- During his time as a ninja, Ryusuuji took to studying some of the dark arts of the Dark Kingdom, in search of ways to better perfect his craft. He found that while he could not use dark magic as they do, he could enhance his own abilities with it. His lightning is not the brilliant flash of blue and white like his parents but a black deeper than the abysmal World Scar's chasm. This allows him to use his abilities during assassinations or spying missions without being spotted.
Ninjustu- Unlike his father, this prince poured all of his time and effort soley into the way of the ninja. His elusive ways combined with the powers of the royal family leave him rivaling the prowess of his own father. His inability to use lightning from afar has caused his close range combat skills to become astronomical.
Raijin's touch- Ryusuuji can channel torrents of electricity through his body. Upon physical touch, the lightning is discharged and the man can gauge it from a nonlethal shock, to something that can assassinate kings if they are caught unawares.
Metal Evasion- Unlike his sibling, who can manipulate metal like the king, Ryusuuji cannot control metal in such a way. He can however alter its path. This ability is something that the forgotten prince has learned to use passively over the years. This allows to alter the path of a sword swing or any weapon of metal. Combining this with his master level evasion skills makes him practically untouchable. He can pour his efforts into this ability to make it capable of completely stopping an attack but only for ONE attack.
Vampiric physiology- After being unwillingly turned into a vampire, his strength, speed, and tenacity are all increased by a large amount. This has only bolstered his combat prowess and his stealth skills. Even his senses have been heightened by a significant amount
Lifehunt- After briefly focusing, Ryusuuji can channel the unholy energy of vampirism into his eyesight, briefly granting the ability to see all forms of life within roughly 50 feet of his current position.
Forgotten Prince- His lifestyle has brought a certain strength into Ryusuuji's life. Normally, it would be bad for one to become unfeeling but for someone in his position, who must forever protect his family from the shadows, this gives him a clear agenda. The bloodline must be kept alive and any enemies of his family must be dispatched.
Personality: As silent as a person as he is on the job, Ryusuuji is not a man of many words. He prefers to listen and gather information rather than put his own opinion into things. Not that he doesnt have one, its just a rarity if he ever says it aloud.
That being said, even without words it is obvious that he is a man of conviction and focus. He will not allow himself to lose his drive to protect his kingdom from the enemies that encroach upon them. He prides himself in being the silent, unseen blade of the royal family...his family.
On the job, Ryusuuji will not go out of his way to help a dying child but he will feel bad about later on. While off duty, he enjoys meditations, painting/drawing, and playing music. Though he prefers to do all of this in solitude or in the presence of his mother.
History/Bio: He was the second son and
also the weakest of the bloodline. Ryusuuji did not posses the raw power that was known of the royal family and it was never known as to why. He tried to cast lightning as his father did, create shields like mother, manipulate metal, or call forth storms but to no avail. The only thing he could manage was powerful electric touches and the quiet crackle of lightning between his hands. The sound wouldnt even disturb the birds when he went out for a walk to grieve over his lack of power.
He spent most of his childhood believing he was an utter disappointment to Okami and to his family. When the time came, he did not have the courage to join the honorable samurai. Proud warriors of his nation as he felt he did not have the power or skill to do so.
Alas, fate had other plans, as he suspected
Ryusuuji decided to take the trials of the ninja there he found his true calling. His ability to remain unseen and his silent lightning was invaluable to the ninja faction. There, the child discovered that he did hold terrible power within himself. Just not like his family. His ability lie within the art of stealth and surprise. Of course, this also meant that Ryusuuji was never going to be able to rule. His power was not the correct one needed to be the glorious Emperor and so, the ninja forsook his true name and took the name of Ryusuuji, The Forgotten Prince.
Forgotten he was, as everyone had thought he had perished during his trials. After completing his initial training, he was dispatched with his pod of 5 to the dark lands to assassinate a vampire duke who had been terrorizing some nearby villages within the kingdom's territory. The elder vampire proved to be a truly terrifying foe and fought as they did, Ryuusuji's members didn't make it out alive. While he was successful in his takedown of the monster, he was not able to do so without being bitten. The vampire delivered its disease in a final diss to the forgotten prince.
Now afflicted with the disease, Ryusuuji brushed up on his vampiric knowledge and decided to turn this curse into a weapon. Biologically immortal, he could serve his bloodline for generations. Till the end of time even, from the shadows. Never able to take his birthright but always keeping his family and their interests safe. No one will know of The Forgotten Prince soon enough. He will fade to time as he fades to shadow. Always watching over his kingdom.
Job: Royal Assassin and Guardian
Alignment: Neutral
Appearance:
(Only his irises are red. And they dont glow unless he is using Lifehunt)
Mark:
Weapons/Armor: Two ninjatos, wide assortment of projectiles, A single katana for open combat, variety of lethal poisons from the Earth and Dark kingdoms.
Wears classical shinobi garb while working but defaults to loose gray, hooded robes while on his free time.
Other: Knows how to play most variations of stringed instruments and wooden flutes.
Wolf Companion:
His name is Sif
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Species/Race: Denki/Vampire
Kingdom of Origin: Lightning
Abilities:
Silent Winds- Ryusuuji is capable of casting any of his royal level of magic in almost complete silence. Even when he needs to turn to lightning to instantly get from one point to the other, only the faintest of crackles will be heard.
Lightning step- The forgotten prince is able to, like his father, transcend his physical form and become electricity. This allows to jump around places almost instantaneously, though it is not an ability he uses often. He can normally sneak anywhere he needs to go.
Dark Knowledge- During his time as a ninja, Ryusuuji took to studying some of the dark arts of the Dark Kingdom, in search of ways to better perfect his craft. He found that while he could not use dark magic as they do, he could enhance his own abilities with it. His lightning is not the brilliant flash of blue and white like his parents but a black deeper than the abysmal World Scar's chasm. This allows him to use his abilities during assassinations or spying missions without being spotted.
Ninjustu- Unlike his father, this prince poured all of his time and effort soley into the way of the ninja. His elusive ways combined with the powers of the royal family leave him rivaling the prowess of his own father. His inability to use lightning from afar has caused his close range combat skills to become astronomical.
Raijin's touch- Ryusuuji can channel torrents of electricity through his body. Upon physical touch, the lightning is discharged and the man can gauge it from a nonlethal shock, to something that can assassinate kings if they are caught unawares.
Metal Evasion- Unlike his sibling, who can manipulate metal like the king, Ryusuuji cannot control metal in such a way. He can however alter its path. This ability is something that the forgotten prince has learned to use passively over the years. This allows to alter the path of a sword swing or any weapon of metal. Combining this with his master level evasion skills makes him practically untouchable. He can pour his efforts into this ability to make it capable of completely stopping an attack but only for ONE attack.
Vampiric physiology- After being unwillingly turned into a vampire, his strength, speed, and tenacity are all increased by a large amount. This has only bolstered his combat prowess and his stealth skills. Even his senses have been heightened by a significant amount
Lifehunt- After briefly focusing, Ryusuuji can channel the unholy energy of vampirism into his eyesight, briefly granting the ability to see all forms of life within roughly 50 feet of his current position.
Forgotten Prince- His lifestyle has brought a certain strength into Ryusuuji's life. Normally, it would be bad for one to become unfeeling but for someone in his position, who must forever protect his family from the shadows, this gives him a clear agenda. The bloodline must be kept alive and any enemies of his family must be dispatched.
Personality: As silent as a person as he is on the job, Ryusuuji is not a man of many words. He prefers to listen and gather information rather than put his own opinion into things. Not that he doesnt have one, its just a rarity if he ever says it aloud.
That being said, even without words it is obvious that he is a man of conviction and focus. He will not allow himself to lose his drive to protect his kingdom from the enemies that encroach upon them. He prides himself in being the silent, unseen blade of the royal family...his family.
On the job, Ryusuuji will not go out of his way to help a dying child but he will feel bad about later on. While off duty, he enjoys meditations, painting/drawing, and playing music. Though he prefers to do all of this in solitude or in the presence of his mother.
History/Bio: He was the second son and
also the weakest of the bloodline. Ryusuuji did not posses the raw power that was known of the royal family and it was never known as to why. He tried to cast lightning as his father did, create shields like mother, manipulate metal, or call forth storms but to no avail. The only thing he could manage was powerful electric touches and the quiet crackle of lightning between his hands. The sound wouldnt even disturb the birds when he went out for a walk to grieve over his lack of power.
He spent most of his childhood believing he was an utter disappointment to Okami and to his family. When the time came, he did not have the courage to join the honorable samurai. Proud warriors of his nation as he felt he did not have the power or skill to do so.
Alas, fate had other plans, as he suspected
Ryusuuji decided to take the trials of the ninja there he found his true calling. His ability to remain unseen and his silent lightning was invaluable to the ninja faction. There, the child discovered that he did hold terrible power within himself. Just not like his family. His ability lie within the art of stealth and surprise. Of course, this also meant that Ryusuuji was never going to be able to rule. His power was not the correct one needed to be the glorious Emperor and so, the ninja forsook his true name and took the name of Ryusuuji, The Forgotten Prince.
Forgotten he was, as everyone had thought he had perished during his trials. After completing his initial training, he was dispatched with his pod of 5 to the dark lands to assassinate a vampire duke who had been terrorizing some nearby villages within the kingdom's territory. The elder vampire proved to be a truly terrifying foe and fought as they did, Ryuusuji's members didn't make it out alive. While he was successful in his takedown of the monster, he was not able to do so without being bitten. The vampire delivered its disease in a final diss to the forgotten prince.
Now afflicted with the disease, Ryusuuji brushed up on his vampiric knowledge and decided to turn this curse into a weapon. Biologically immortal, he could serve his bloodline for generations. Till the end of time even, from the shadows. Never able to take his birthright but always keeping his family and their interests safe. No one will know of The Forgotten Prince soon enough. He will fade to time as he fades to shadow. Always watching over his kingdom.
Job: Royal Assassin and Guardian
Alignment: Neutral
Appearance:
(Only his irises are red. And they dont glow unless he is using Lifehunt)
Mark:
Weapons/Armor: Two ninjatos, wide assortment of projectiles, A single katana for open combat, variety of lethal poisons from the Earth and Dark kingdoms.
Wears classical shinobi garb while working but defaults to loose gray, hooded robes while on his free time.
Other: Knows how to play most variations of stringed instruments and wooden flutes.
Wolf Companion:
His name is Sif
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Wandering Grim Hollow
I want to be happy but my gun says no.
Name: Alba Hamilton Une
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Species/Race: Mountain Fae/Human
Kingdom of Origin: Principality of Oceanius
Abilities:
Borean Touch - Focusing his ice magic through his rapier, Hamilton can leave a trail of frost or even freeze items upon touching it. A skill he copied in order to emulate his Mother's Bloodfrost ability. He can also use this ability without his sword by coating his sword hand in ice and thrusting it into his opponent, leaving a distinct plume of frozen blood and gore sticking out of the wound as he rips his hand out.
Whiteout - Unlike his Mother, Hamilton can't turn the landscape into a frozen wasteland or conjure up hailstorms. But he can cause whiteout conditions that blind the enemy and obscure the movement of his own troops. Perfect for assassinations and infiltration.
Frost Arrows - Freezing the ambient water in air, ice shards are formed before being launched at an enemy. The process is accelerated in cold and humid conditions.
Tactician - Hamilton is a fine tactician in the making and has the potential to be even much better than his Mother in that field. His plans, while not as detailed, are a touch more flexible to take unseen developments into account.
Swordsmanship - While not trained by Lord Bors, he is a competent swordsman and can more than hold his own in close combat. Add his use of magic to the mix and he can be a serious threat.
Marksmanship - Hamilton was trained in the use of a bow before he moved onto arbalests for their power. His aim is uncannily good and some of the shots he had made has yet to be matched by anyone. Given his good aim, he can use simple Tempest bolts to disable carriages and even ships from a distance.
Personality:
Seeing as Patricia wanted her children to have a normal childhood, Hamilton wasn't as strictly tutored as she was and this freed up some time for him to follow his interests. A bookish person, Hamilton does a lot of reading and is a bit of an airhead at times. He's also a very easy going and rather lazy at times with the only reason he learned how to ride a Hippogriff and focused on archery is so he could avoid walking long distances. That being said, he does enjoy a challenge and would try to make things complicated to amuse himself.
In regards to his family, he was rather close to his father and his death did affect him, even if he hid it with a smile. He became crueler and enjoys making his enemies suffer. That being said, he is surprisingly protective of his younger sister, seeing her as a morality chain of sorts. The easiest way to get under his skin and make him slip up is to target her but doing so is like poking a sleeping hippogriff: the results are nasty.
History/Bio:
Alba Hamilton Une is the first born son of Crown Princess Alva Patricia Une and Prince Regent David Talver and the next in line for the throne. His childhood days are filled with love and affection given by his parents and was relatively easy going. He had everything he could ask for and all the time to read his books or climb trees or dote on his little sister. Life was all fine and dandy for the young Prince, what more could he ask for? Of course, life can't be that easy so something came and shook up his life.
Word got back that his grandfather had fallen fighting in the 100 Year War and his father had to leave to lead the armies. While Hamilton put on a brave front and secretly hoped that his father would return, he didn't. Even as he quietly comforted his little sister with a smile and soothing whispers, he felt a part of him die at the news. With his mother gone, he acted as a responsible older sibling while demanding that he be trained like his mother did during her childhood. The new regimen helped him cope and he then began plotting. Contingencies for if his mother didn't return and to secure his sister's safety in case of a possible coup. Thankfully, their mother returned safe and sound albeit a changed woman. He endured rumors of his mother being nothing more than a merciless killer or worse, a mad woman out for blood and did his best to make sure his younger sister didn't hear any one of those slanderous words. If anything, he knew of a way to... make these dissenters vanish.
Come age 22, the young Prince came to the court one day and announced that he has found plans for a coup. The culprit? Head Marshal Jonathan Unver, the Head Marshal of the Blackscales himself! He passed judgement on the man and banished him from the Principality before taking up the role of Head Marshal for himself. But little did anyone know, it was a whole scheme between himself and Jonathan. In exchange for this information and power, Hamilton had effectively allowed Jonathan to continue investigating the coup incognito with the only ones knowing this plan to be himself, Hamilton and the Crown Princess herself.
For the next 4 years, Hamilton had busied himself purging the Blackscales and the populous of any potential threats and ensured the safety of his mother's rule. But he still had another plan. One that is known only to himself and could very well spell doom for the target. What is that plan? Who knows? Maybe one day, he'll put it into action and change the Principality and even the World as it is.
Job: Prince of Oceanius and Blackscale Head Marshal
Alignment: Neutral Evil
Appearance:
Weapons/Armor:
Boreas
Arbalest
Other:
Hamilton has interests in poetry and novels, usually spending hours at a time reading in his chambers. He is also surprisingly good at gardening and would occasionally assist in his Mother's flower garden. His mount is a grey/white Hippogriff named Galad.
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Species/Race: Mountain Fae/Human
Kingdom of Origin: Principality of Oceanius
Abilities:
Borean Touch - Focusing his ice magic through his rapier, Hamilton can leave a trail of frost or even freeze items upon touching it. A skill he copied in order to emulate his Mother's Bloodfrost ability. He can also use this ability without his sword by coating his sword hand in ice and thrusting it into his opponent, leaving a distinct plume of frozen blood and gore sticking out of the wound as he rips his hand out.
Whiteout - Unlike his Mother, Hamilton can't turn the landscape into a frozen wasteland or conjure up hailstorms. But he can cause whiteout conditions that blind the enemy and obscure the movement of his own troops. Perfect for assassinations and infiltration.
Frost Arrows - Freezing the ambient water in air, ice shards are formed before being launched at an enemy. The process is accelerated in cold and humid conditions.
Tactician - Hamilton is a fine tactician in the making and has the potential to be even much better than his Mother in that field. His plans, while not as detailed, are a touch more flexible to take unseen developments into account.
Swordsmanship - While not trained by Lord Bors, he is a competent swordsman and can more than hold his own in close combat. Add his use of magic to the mix and he can be a serious threat.
Marksmanship - Hamilton was trained in the use of a bow before he moved onto arbalests for their power. His aim is uncannily good and some of the shots he had made has yet to be matched by anyone. Given his good aim, he can use simple Tempest bolts to disable carriages and even ships from a distance.
Personality:
Seeing as Patricia wanted her children to have a normal childhood, Hamilton wasn't as strictly tutored as she was and this freed up some time for him to follow his interests. A bookish person, Hamilton does a lot of reading and is a bit of an airhead at times. He's also a very easy going and rather lazy at times with the only reason he learned how to ride a Hippogriff and focused on archery is so he could avoid walking long distances. That being said, he does enjoy a challenge and would try to make things complicated to amuse himself.
In regards to his family, he was rather close to his father and his death did affect him, even if he hid it with a smile. He became crueler and enjoys making his enemies suffer. That being said, he is surprisingly protective of his younger sister, seeing her as a morality chain of sorts. The easiest way to get under his skin and make him slip up is to target her but doing so is like poking a sleeping hippogriff: the results are nasty.
History/Bio:
Alba Hamilton Une is the first born son of Crown Princess Alva Patricia Une and Prince Regent David Talver and the next in line for the throne. His childhood days are filled with love and affection given by his parents and was relatively easy going. He had everything he could ask for and all the time to read his books or climb trees or dote on his little sister. Life was all fine and dandy for the young Prince, what more could he ask for? Of course, life can't be that easy so something came and shook up his life.
Word got back that his grandfather had fallen fighting in the 100 Year War and his father had to leave to lead the armies. While Hamilton put on a brave front and secretly hoped that his father would return, he didn't. Even as he quietly comforted his little sister with a smile and soothing whispers, he felt a part of him die at the news. With his mother gone, he acted as a responsible older sibling while demanding that he be trained like his mother did during her childhood. The new regimen helped him cope and he then began plotting. Contingencies for if his mother didn't return and to secure his sister's safety in case of a possible coup. Thankfully, their mother returned safe and sound albeit a changed woman. He endured rumors of his mother being nothing more than a merciless killer or worse, a mad woman out for blood and did his best to make sure his younger sister didn't hear any one of those slanderous words. If anything, he knew of a way to... make these dissenters vanish.
Come age 22, the young Prince came to the court one day and announced that he has found plans for a coup. The culprit? Head Marshal Jonathan Unver, the Head Marshal of the Blackscales himself! He passed judgement on the man and banished him from the Principality before taking up the role of Head Marshal for himself. But little did anyone know, it was a whole scheme between himself and Jonathan. In exchange for this information and power, Hamilton had effectively allowed Jonathan to continue investigating the coup incognito with the only ones knowing this plan to be himself, Hamilton and the Crown Princess herself.
For the next 4 years, Hamilton had busied himself purging the Blackscales and the populous of any potential threats and ensured the safety of his mother's rule. But he still had another plan. One that is known only to himself and could very well spell doom for the target. What is that plan? Who knows? Maybe one day, he'll put it into action and change the Principality and even the World as it is.
Job: Prince of Oceanius and Blackscale Head Marshal
Alignment: Neutral Evil
Appearance:
Weapons/Armor:
Boreas
Arbalest
Other:
Hamilton has interests in poetry and novels, usually spending hours at a time reading in his chambers. He is also surprisingly good at gardening and would occasionally assist in his Mother's flower garden. His mount is a grey/white Hippogriff named Galad.
shadowz1995
Amoeba of Wisdom
GucciName: Alba Hamilton Une
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Species/Race: Mountain Fae/Human
Kingdom of Origin: Principality of Oceanius
Abilities:
Borean Touch - Focusing his ice magic through his rapier, Hamilton can leave a trail of frost or even freeze items upon touching it. A skill he copied in order to emulate his Mother's Bloodfrost ability. He can also use this ability without his sword by coating his sword hand in ice and thrusting it into his opponent, leaving a distinct plume of frozen blood and gore sticking out of the wound as he rips his hand out.
Whiteout - Unlike his Mother, Hamilton can't turn the landscape into a frozen wasteland or conjure up hailstorms. But he can cause whiteout conditions that blind the enemy and obscure the movement of his own troops. Perfect for assassinations and infiltration.
Frost Arrows - Freezing the ambient water in air, ice shards are formed before being launched at an enemy. The process is accelerated in cold and humid conditions.
Tactician - Hamilton is a fine tactician in the making and has the potential to be even much better than his Mother in that field. His plans, while not as detailed, are a touch more flexible to take unseen developments into account.
Swordsmanship - While not trained by Lord Bors, he is a competent swordsman and can more than hold his own in close combat. Add his use of magic to the mix and he can be a serious threat.
Marksmanship - Hamilton was trained in the use of a bow before he moved onto arbalests for their power. His aim is uncannily good and some of the shots he had made has yet to be matched by anyone. Given his good aim, he can use simple Tempest bolts to disable carriages and even ships from a distance.
Personality:
Seeing as Patricia wanted her children to have a normal childhood, Hamilton wasn't as strictly tutored as she was and this freed up some time for him to follow his interests. A bookish person, Hamilton does a lot of reading and is a bit of an airhead at times. He's also a very easy going and rather lazy at times with the only reason he learned how to ride a Hippogriff and focused on archery is so he could avoid walking long distances. That being said, he does enjoy a challenge and would try to make things complicated to amuse himself.
In regards to his family, he was rather close to his father and his death did affect him, even if he hid it with a smile. He became crueler and enjoys making his enemies suffer. That being said, he is surprisingly protective of his younger sister, seeing her as a morality chain of sorts. The easiest way to get under his skin and make him slip up is to target her but doing so is like poking a sleeping hippogriff: the results are nasty.
History/Bio:
Alba Hamilton Une is the first born son of Crown Princess Alva Patricia Une and Prince Regent David Talver and the next in line for the throne. His childhood days are filled with love and affection given by his parents and was relatively easy going. He had everything he could ask for and all the time to read his books or climb trees or dote on his little sister. Life was all fine and dandy for the young Prince, what more could he ask for? Of course, life can't be that easy so something came and shook up his life.
Word got back that his grandfather had fallen fighting in the 100 Year War and his father had to leave to lead the armies. While Hamilton put on a brave front and secretly hoped that his father would return, he didn't. Even as he quietly comforted his little sister with a smile and soothing whispers, he felt a part of him die at the news. With his mother gone, he acted as a responsible older sibling while demanding that he be trained like his mother did during her childhood. The new regimen helped him cope and he then began plotting. Contingencies for if his mother didn't return and to secure his sister's safety in case of a possible coup. Thankfully, their mother returned safe and sound albeit a changed woman. He endured rumors of his mother being nothing more than a merciless killer or worse, a mad woman out for blood and did his best to make sure his younger sister didn't hear any one of those slanderous words. If anything, he knew of a way to... make these dissenters vanish.
Come age 22, the young Prince came to the court one day and announced that he has found plans for a coup. The culprit? Head Marshal Jonathan Unver, the Head Marshal of the Blackscales himself! He passed judgement on the man and banished him from the Principality before taking up the role of Head Marshal for himself. But little did anyone know, it was a whole scheme between himself and Jonathan. In exchange for this information and power, Hamilton had effectively allowed Jonathan to continue investigating the coup incognito with the only ones knowing this plan to be himself, Hamilton and the Crown Princess herself.
For the next 4 years, Hamilton had busied himself purging the Blackscales and the populous of any potential threats and ensured the safety of his mother's rule. But he still had another plan. One that is known only to himself and could very well spell doom for the target. What is that plan? Who knows? Maybe one day, he'll put it into action and change the Principality and even the World as it is.
Job: Prince of Oceanius and Blackscale Head Marshal
Alignment: Neutral Evil
Appearance:
Weapons/Armor:
Boreas
Arbalest
Other:
Hamilton has interests in poetry and novels, usually spending hours at a time reading in his chambers. He is also surprisingly good at gardening and would occasionally assist in his Mother's flower garden. His mount is a grey/white Hippogriff named Galad.