Okay, fixed some of the spelling mistakes in my bio. I'm trying my best not to change the actual bulk of it because I like it, but still get accepted, but I doubt it'll work. So is it good now or still needs improvement? I believe you already know the page from the post with the 123/12 and so on. If not, I'll edit this post as soon as possible.
In terms of theft: If the chest is unlocked, go ahead and loot it. 1v1 tavern brawl actually is a no go. you would have had no intention of stealing... correct? Large scale battle/siege are fine. Just remember, excessive stealing will get you on my Jabronies list. Being on my Jabronie list means you will get banned as well. In the voice of the notorious Dr. Mundo, "Purplemanatee no like whiners. Purplemanatee ban you."
In-Game Name: Prince_Horus Gender: Male Age: 17 Timezone: Eastern, I live in the US.
Character Details
Character Name: Horace A'traidel Gender: Male Race: Merfolk Age: 120 Job Class: Hunter
Character Appearance
Hair Color: Blond. Hair Style: Wavy, but neat. Wears a crown. Eye Color: Ocean Blue. Skin Tone: Caucasian. Blemishes: (Scars, burns, etc) None at all. Clothes: Blue armor. Additional Information:
Backstory
Note: Do Not Include "Memories" from before the Flood no one was alive back them it was over 1,000 years ago.
Parents: (Put [D] next to name if dead) Priam A'raidel[D] Mother died at birth, nor was Horace ever spoken to about her. Siblings: (Put [D] next to name if dead) None, Horace is an only child. Other Information:
History: (3 Paragraphs Min.) The screams still greet him every night, the visions of that bloody and remorseless day, the suffering that was endured. Orphaned 103 years ago at the early age of seven, Horace has been taught about the cruelty life can possess like no other. He can remember the unrelenting stream of blood which dripped down his father’s barren cheek as he lay shuddering on the ground. It fell so slowly, so calmly and hit a floor perhaps as lifeless as the veins it had left so little time ago. Even today he was still haunted by the piercing shrieks of the succumbed victims and the lifeless bodies of those that had already been taken.
For you see, Horace wished to forget, but he could not. To remember was to continue to live in the past. To continue to suffer as his family had. It was not to live at all. Forget, therefore Horace was determined to do, though this had proven to be impossible. Therefore there was only one thing which kept him going, his vengeance. One day maybe, he would learn to forget. He would wake up anew, refreshed and regrown. But this was to lose touch with who he really was. The scars of his mind were as much a part of his body as any other, and this could also not be forgotten. Besides, even if he had of forgotten, one thing he could never be blessed with as such. One gift could never be given. He could never forgive. Forgive the twisted and callous world which had taken the very warmth from his heart. The tears from his cheeks. The love from his sleep. Horace, could never forgive.
Today though, his mind is graced with other matters. A tall and somewhat handsome man, his blonde hair sways blissfully in the breeze. His blue eyes match the perpetuity of the sea and his frown marks reveal the tremendous engagements of his past. He is modest and kind, perhaps brought on by his desire not to succumb to the evil which has bore down upon him. As such then, he ventures through the sea as a changed man. A man looking to reconcile with the realm of Agathon, seeking out the beauty that lies within it. Constantly on the lookout for companionship, again perhaps down to the lack of it in his past, he makes a good and trustworthy comrade. The bandits that killed his family are however, constantly on his mind. This has led to his renewed determination to enforce the law with vigilance, even alone. Everything in his mind must he justifiable or open to punishment. Modesty and kindness are two words often used to describe him. Horace wishes to keep it that way. Though, as all beings are, he is susceptible to evil and callousness. One can however, only hope the evil is overshadowed by the good. This is after all, all any creature can wish for in their short lives. To achieve greatness at whatever the cost.
Roleplay Example
(2 Paragraph Min)Whilst traveling from his home in the sea, Horace sees a small halfling, being harassed by two armed warriors. They appear to be trying to steal money from him.
"You there! Bandits!" Horace yells. The two bandits turn to get a look at him. Seeing the crown upon his head, they smile at the thought of more loot. Pushing the halfling down, they charge Horace. Taking his sword from its sheath, he sidesteps the two opponents attack, hitting one in the head with the hilt of the mysterious sword, rendering him unconscious. The other bandit grabs his friend, picking him up and running off into the distance. Walking up the to the scruffy halfling he smiles. "Are you all right friend?" The halfing, nodding, smiles shakily in return. "Come on, let us go find civilization, eh?"
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Horace wanders into the forest at night, and comes across a small stall, behind which a well dressed man is standing. He’s offering various wares, the merchant turns to you and says in a posh accent " 'ello there, what can I do you for today?" What is your character response?
"Hello, could you kindly point me in the direction of the nearest pub?" Horace Replies.
"Of course, what is your name sir?"
"Sure, the name is Horace."
"Alright Horace, right this way!" The merchant chorused. Grabbing his belongings, Horace followed the merchant.
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Whilst wandering in the wilds, Horace comes across a small hut, which looks abandoned. Inside it he sees a chest containing a few iron bars, and a golden sword. Knowing that gold is not a decent material for any weapon or tool, he leaves the items in the hut for another needy traveler, but lays out a dirty mattress to rest on. In the morning he hears commotion outside the abandoned hut. It appears the bandits returned, but judging from their voices Horace thought, they didn't know he was taking shelter. Grabbing his sword once more, he ran outside, roaring like a lion. "LEAVE THIS PLACE AT ONCE, OR TASTE MY BLADE ONCE MORE!" As they whirled around, he charged, chasing them to the edge of the clearing. Sitting down, Horace watched as they fled.
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Hungry and lost in the wilderness, he stumbles across a small trading camp nestled among the forest, they greet you Horace in the common language. "Greetings friend, could you spare some hospitality and grant me a hot meal and the means to sleep?" Horace asks.
"Of course mate, follow me." Following the trader, Horace shuffles along. The merchant takes him to the common building.
"Sit down if ya like sir. Can I ask what yer name is?" The merchant prompted.
"Yes, my name is Horace, I'm from Agathon."
"Ah! Well, let me fetch the meal, my wife should be done now." When the merchant left the room, Horace jumped up and briskly walked to the hearth. Above it, stood a photo. It was the merchant standing next to the two bandits from earlier that day.
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Horace hears word that bandits occupy the road outside the town in which he has been staying. The town guard have gathered, and are asking for assistance to help eliminate them. The leader of the party is offering a reward for any who offer their support. Horace walked up to the gathering, seeking out the guard that spread the word to him. "Yes, I'm here about your proposition. The one about the bandits, I've come across them twice now, and I'm looking for payback."
"Well, you look like you can handle yourself in a fight! I s'pose you'll be wanting a reward when the job is good an' done?" Horace, being the kind man that he is, shook his hand.
"I imagine I can made do without, but thank you." Horace said. The guard broke out in a grin.
"Well then! Lets get a move on shall we!?"
Thank you for your consideration and time! -----Sef
In-Game Name:SilverAsphalt Gender: Male Age:21 Timezone:gmt+1
Character Details
Character Name:Tom (The Dark Mage Jormungand) Gender:Male Race:Human Age:unknown Job Class:Evil Mage
Character Appearance
Hair Color:cant see Hair Style:cant see Eye Color:red Skin Tone:white Blemishes: none Clothes:Black Robe Additional Information:Doesnt Really Have A job.
Backstory
Parents:Jack Prestiege[d] Rose Prestige[D] Siblings:none Other Information:Tom was killed but came back alive weak and fled to a foreign country. History:Rose tricked Jack into marrying her and when she was pregnant Jack left here and Rose died half an hour after Tom was born.Jack never knew his son and forgot about him.Tom killed Jack when he was 18.
Roleplay Example
mystery
Just like on Falchion the people who don't even try or care.
PurpleManateee, I changed some spelling errors in my bio. I'm trying my best not to change the bulk and story of it because I kinda like it, but should I change the bulk and story?
In-Game Name: shadowm22
Gender: *Optional* Male
Age: 15
Timezone: est -6
Character Details
Character Name: Narlein
Gender: Male
Race: Wihtikow
Age: 32
Job Class: Swordsman
Character Appearance
Hair Color: has no hair but has two curly horns that are a Smokey black cooler
Hair Style: curly horn
Eye Color: pale red with a hint of gold around the edges
Skin Tone: very pale think skin
Blemishes: (Scars, burns, etc) feet are badly scared form childhood and have knees that always look scraped up.
Clothes: baggy brown ripped potato sack as a shirt and parts of the left over is use to cover up his crotch.
Additional Information: has boney long fingers that have very sharp nails, is usually has left over blood on him from his last meal.
Backstory
J J J
Other Information:
[D]Mom : leanah: old age
[D]Dad: crutch : old age
History: (3 Paragraphs Min.)
As a Child Narlein was just a normal human child. His Parents had him late in life at they were both around 40 when they had him. When you were He was young the only interesting thing was that he loved to explore around and loved to explore and was a fairly good acrobatic. When he turned 18 they both passed away for mold age and natural cause. They died in each other’s arms. Once his Parents were dead he had to make something out of his life so he got on a boat and became a sailor on a boat. Him and his crew were attacked by pirates had to deal with warring mermen and had to survive trading what every they could or doing odd jobs. His Caption was great at sailing and tactics but was terribly at making money and by the time Narlein was 23 there was a complete new crew since most of them quit. Narlein never left he enjoyed the life style to much since Narlein had been with the caption (named Caption Bob Ram who lived in a small town 5 miles away from Narlein he was born 25 years before Narlein and acetyl meet Narlein once before he joined his crew back when he was visiting family he meet Narlein as a kid and sold him an apple he and Narlein never recognized each other or knew it even happened) The longest the caption thought it was only fair to promote him to first mate. On Narlein’s 27 birthday the caption and him were trying to handle a storm when there ship crashed. The caption was killed but most of the crew was all right. Over the next 3 years Narlein and the reaming crew scavenged for supplies and tried to survive in there new interment a tiny island that could barely fit all of them the had to ration food and crow what little crops they could to survive they drank water from a little stream that ran through the island. On the second year of their stay on the island Narlein stared to slowly go mad many of his crew had gone insane and had to be killed and he knew the same would happen to him. So he did the unthank able in the middle of the night each night for the next year he would once a moth sneak into one of the crews make shift shack slit their throats and hide the body then he would come ever so often to eat a piece of the body he made sure it dint rote and he ate only envoe to satisfy him barley so that other members would not notice his increase of strength and the fact he wasn’t so hungry. Of curshe people started asking questions about where people were and how they went missing so after his first ill and the great amount of suspense he developed a new way to hid his kills. After he killed them he would empty there insides out and hid the guts then he would put the body some were and make it look like a sussuide. On the last year of his stay on the island he when their were only 5 people left he messed up. He had eaten to much of people flesh so now the change was happing to him and he started to change into a Wihtikow. His skin grew tight over his bones wich were ignore scine most were straving. He grew tiny long bony fingers which was also ignore scien they had no nail clippers and were dleiresu. But when the horns came in they knew but as soon as those came in Narlein started plotting. He acted like he was sicktaht day no one came into his room they all thought he was going to die then at night he came to each room one by one and killed them in their sleep. poor poor john he was a friend of Narlein woke up while Narlein snuck in he hade fight left in him but Narlein was stronger because he had eaten reclty and easily defter him. After that Narlein cut open johns stomach and crawled inside of him so that he could slowly eat him from the outside. Then Narlein waited for someone to find the island. And they did.
Roleplay Example
Narlein: *sneaks into john room
Narlein: *Takes out knife from pocket.
Narlein: *looks at john feeling somewhat bad for him but not all that much
John:*wakes up in pain from his lack of food
John: Narlein what are you doing here.
John: *alarmed by Narlein horns and knife and jumps out of bed
John: No Narlein not you how why.
Narlein: sorry it had to come to this john but I already turned and you are the freshest meat around.
John: *feebly takes out his own Knife.
John Stay Back Narlein I doutn want to hurt you but I will if I have to.
Narlein: Oh poor poor john I but I want to hurt you.
Narlein: Slash at john
John: *Doges and jabs at Narlein.
Narlein: *get hit directly by jab but its show weak it doesn’t even scratch him.
Narlein: *slash at johns throat making john fall to the floor bleeding in pain.
John: *tires to speak but cant.
Narlein: *puts john out of his misery.
Narlein: Poor john im acctly sad that I killed you but I will get over it.
Narlein: *cuts open john’s stomach.
Narlein: *sticks his hand inside john then his head , then move on to getting his body in then his legs.
Narlein: *skin starts to mold with the indie of johns fless as he starts to devour him and control his dead body.
Narlein: *waits until a someone comes with his way out watching quietly.
In-Game Name: shadowm22
Gender: *Optional* Male
Age: 15
Timezone: est -6
Character Details
Character Name: Narlein
Gender: Male
Race: Wihtikow
Age: 32
Job Class: Swordsman
Character Appearance
Hair Color: has no hair but has two curly horns that are a Smokey black cooler
Hair Style: curly horn
Eye Color: pale red with a hint of gold around the edges
Skin Tone: very pale think skin
Blemishes: (Scars, burns, etc) feet are badly scared form childhood and have knees that always look scraped up.
Clothes: baggy brown ripped potato sack as a shirt and parts of the left over is use to cover up his crotch.
Additional Information: has boney long fingers that have very sharp nails, is usually has left over blood on him from his last meal.
Backstory
J J J
Other Information:
[D]Mom : leanah: old age
[D]Dad: crutch : old age
History: (3 Paragraphs Min.)
As a Child Narlein was just a normal human child. His Parents had him late in life at they were both around 40 when they had him. When you were He was young the only interesting thing was that he loved to explore around and loved to explore and was a fairly good acrobatic. When he turned 18 they both passed away for mold age and natural cause. They died in each other’s arms. Once his Parents were dead he had to make something out of his life so he got on a boat and became a sailor on a boat. Him and his crew were attacked by pirates had to deal with warring mermen and had to survive trading what every they could or doing odd jobs. His Caption was great at sailing and tactics but was terribly at making money and by the time Narlein was 23 there was a complete new crew since most of them quit. Narlein never left he enjoyed the life style to much since Narlein had been with the caption (named Caption Bob Ram who lived in a small town 5 miles away from Narlein he was born 25 years before Narlein and acetyl meet Narlein once before he joined his crew back when he was visiting family he meet Narlein as a kid and sold him an apple he and Narlein never recognized each other or knew it even happened) The longest the caption thought it was only fair to promote him to first mate. On Narlein’s 27 birthday the caption and him were trying to handle a storm when there ship crashed. The caption was killed but most of the crew was all right. Over the next 3 years Narlein and the reaming crew scavenged for supplies and tried to survive in there new interment a tiny island that could barely fit all of them the had to ration food and crow what little crops they could to survive they drank water from a little stream that ran through the island. On the second year of their stay on the island Narlein stared to slowly go mad many of his crew had gone insane and had to be killed and he knew the same would happen to him. So he did the unthank able in the middle of the night each night for the next year he would once a moth sneak into one of the crews make shift shack slit their throats and hide the body then he would come ever so often to eat a piece of the body he made sure it dint rote and he ate only envoe to satisfy him barley so that other members would not notice his increase of strength and the fact he wasn’t so hungry. Of curshe people started asking questions about where people were and how they went missing so after his first ill and the great amount of suspense he developed a new way to hid his kills. After he killed them he would empty there insides out and hid the guts then he would put the body some were and make it look like a sussuide. On the last year of his stay on the island he when their were only 5 people left he messed up. He had eaten to much of people flesh so now the change was happing to him and he started to change into a Wihtikow. His skin grew tight over his bones wich were ignore scine most were straving. He grew tiny long bony fingers which was also ignore scien they had no nail clippers and were dleiresu. But when the horns came in they knew but as soon as those came in Narlein started plotting. He acted like he was sicktaht day no one came into his room they all thought he was going to die then at night he came to each room one by one and killed them in their sleep. poor poor john he was a friend of Narlein woke up while Narlein snuck in he hade fight left in him but Narlein was stronger because he had eaten reclty and easily defter him. After that Narlein cut open johns stomach and crawled inside of him so that he could slowly eat him from the outside. Then Narlein waited for someone to find the island. And they did.
Roleplay Example
Narlein: *sneaks into john room
Narlein: *Takes out knife from pocket.
Narlein: *looks at john feeling somewhat bad for him but not all that much
John:*wakes up in pain from his lack of food
John: Narlein what are you doing here.
John: *alarmed by Narlein horns and knife and jumps out of bed
John: No Narlein not you how why.
Narlein: sorry it had to come to this john but I already turned and you are the freshest meat around.
John: *feebly takes out his own Knife.
John Stay Back Narlein I doutn want to hurt you but I will if I have to.
Narlein: Oh poor poor john I but I want to hurt you.
Narlein: Slash at john
John: *Doges and jabs at Narlein.
Narlein: *get hit directly by jab but its show weak it doesn’t even scratch him.
Narlein: *slash at johns throat making john fall to the floor bleeding in pain.
John: *tires to speak but cant.
Narlein: *puts john out of his misery.
Narlein: Poor john im acctly sad that I killed you but I will get over it.
Narlein: *cuts open john’s stomach.
Narlein: *sticks his hand inside john then his head , then move on to getting his body in then his legs.
Narlein: *skin starts to mold with the indie of johns fless as he starts to devour him and control his dead body.
Narlein: *waits until a someone comes with his way out watching quietly.
I assumed nothing more of that grammar from Narlein as soon as i saw the post...
Question for the Agathon Staff: I would like to know if I would be able to change my class to farmer? If so, I'd like to. It won't affect my application, and after reading through the classes again, I feel like I'd enjoy farmer the most. Thanks, get back to me and let me know, but by all means, if I am not allowed to do this, that's completely okay. I can live with being a miner.
Thanks,
dynamito32
**looking back on it, it would minorly affect my application, but it would be nothing to affect ym character
In terms of theft: If the chest is unlocked, go ahead and loot it. 1v1 tavern brawl actually is a no go. you would have had no intention of stealing... correct? Large scale battle/siege are fine. Just remember, excessive stealing will get you on my Jabronies list. Being on my Jabronie list means you will get banned as well. In the voice of the notorious Dr. Mundo, "Purplemanatee no like whiners. Purplemanatee ban you."
Nice use of Dr. Mundo. I believe he also says "Purplemanatee goes where she pleases"
Hair Color: brown
Hair Style: long striaght Eye Color: blue!
Skin Tone:very pail
Blemishes: scar in the shape of a "tree of eternity" on the plam of her left hand
Clothes: green cloak, blue shoes V, white/grey/black pants top and gloves
Additional Information: shoes are made from the scales of past merfolk and fish alike, tail is usually covered by her cloak, fin-like ears https://sites.google...vbccbbcbnnbvccc Backstory
Parents: [D] felurian [D] alevereon
Siblings: Malacaran
other Information:
as a youngling (larvae?) Elencia was taken on the waves by a flood (not the flood just an 8 foot climb in the water level). She Survived off bugs in the water, until the 3rd day when she was caught in some reeds, When an elderly Allazei couple found her, this couple were the only parents that Elencia ever knew, the trauma from being swept away made her forget her genetic parents, Along with gaining a depression and over reacting to a lot of things.
While Elencia lived with Felurian and Alevereon her allazei parents, they both were very kind to her, however life was hard since she spent most of the time outside at night and the occasional day deep in the Allazei’s cavern in their pool. For the first few years with them she could only stay with them for a night out of each 3 spans (each span is 11 days). This was because the water had a different consistency of chemicals. However over time she built up a tolerance to it so that if she stayed completely emerged she could go in each second day (never two in a row).
Though I've been making it sound simple Elencia's life was always hard as the two Allazei were in fact quite poor. She had to get most of her own food and shelter on her own. Water was never a problem. Elencia did this with a passion and caught as much fish as she could so most days she could supply food for her "parents". But when she realised that they just threw the scales back into the lake. She went to the beach where the scales had been thrown; she followed the currents to where a lot of them had landed. Elencia went through these and separated all the blue ones she could find, which she took back home.
It was with these scales that Elencia made the first set of shoes she owned, her parents liked this, so they started giving her the scales already separated into colors. She gave her Dad black and white gloves, Her Mom a Green cloak that shimmered with ever movement. This got her a job, people came from miles around just to get some clothes, One day Elencia had had enough of the hard work that each artical of clothes took to make and stopped working, This made the customers very angry. When Felurian and Alevereon tried to calm them down, one angry person struck them both down with his sword with uncontrollable rage. At the site of this most of the crowd left but he knelt down on the ground and awaited Elencia's revenge. But Elencia had just seen her parents killed and was lost in grief. When she didn’t approach, him he stood up and went to her, offering her his sword which lay softly in the palms of his hands, she still made no movement.
The man dragged over the two dead bloodied bodies for Elencia to see and started removing their clothes, leaving them in simple shirts and breeches. The man threw the clothes taken off to the side. He once again took off his sword from its casing and offered it to Elencia, who took it this time and stood up against the pain in the dim light that reached the end of the cavern, she walked to the pile of clothing. she took the gloves and cloak that she had made for the allazei couple that took her in and made her their own. Leaving the life she had once loved behind. She took the things she needed to survive and that was all she took. Elencia walked over to the box her parents had said to only open on the day of their deaths. In that box there were 983 gold roundels, an envelope and a bracelet. This bracelet was engraved "Elencia and Malacaran" she thought about this as she walked back to the pool of water, where she leaned on the edge of the pool and opened the letter, It was in the unfamiliar symbols of the common language. Elencia could read various degrees of Elven, Allazei and merfolkian, her parents had taught her those languages. She threw down the letter in disgust at her inability to read it.
"might I read that for you?" asked the young man.
"I guess" Elencia replied having forgotten he was there.
"This says that you have a brother with the same name as my Dad." he said "Would that make you Elencia?"
"Yes but surely there would be more than one Elencia, wouldn't there?" She asked the man
"I havnt heard of any" he replied "But anyway this advises you to seek him out, which will be hard since he disappeared late last year."
"Do you have any idea where he is?" asked Elencia.
"With the elves" the man said whilst smirking "I'm Will by the way."
Roleplay Example
"Seriously Will is there a point to carrying that wooden man around just to whack him with a sword?" asked Elencia as she watched him from the river.
"Of course as much as there is to carrying my sword or you and your bow." Will replied "To practice to defend myself."
"most people dont stay stock still in a fight... wouldn't it be more effective to have someone else?" asked Elencia
Will responded quickly to this "I've already told you I cant teach you and it wouldn't be very effective since the water would slow down the sword and it would always try to sink, I told you this yesterday and the day before."
"And at night" asked Elencia.
"Well at night you have a Bow" Will muttered as he started the hundrix manoeuvre which, was the most complex manoeuvre he knew.
"because that will be helpful when they get close to me." she said while her eyes shone with laughter at Will falling over.
Will found this offensive and threw his sword to Elencia while shouting "Fine catch!"
Elencia Brought up her own sword from the water, It was light blue and carved in a peculiar shape being rounded and shorter than most swords (like a scimitar) And hit Will's sword, sideways into the water where it landed with a splash.
"congratulations you got me a little surprised this time." Elencia giggled "Do you not have any other way to teach me?"
"Yes actually, we need to get you a proper teacher." said Will in a bored voice "Your reactions are fast enough though"
Later (that night)
"Elencia, Elencia wake up!" Will shouted frantically "Bandits!"
"Wa, what Will?" Elencia replied sleepily
"Elencia get up now!" Will yelled again as he tripped over a root landing near Me
I bounded to her feet then grabbed her sword and bow. I ran back to the lake that we been following and threw myself in where the bandits swords couldn't reach.
As I pulled one of my "special" arrows, which were made with small bits of seaweed instead of feathers (so they work below water) and started a firing arrows at the bandits, they started towards me and I shot down a few but the bulk came to the waters edge. I swam a bit deeper so that they couldn't even scratch me with their swords. But one dived in after me, I shot him but another dived on top of him and used him as a shield. He got down to me and hit me in the head, my body was stunned as I fell, I hit the bottom, headfirst, on a rock, everything went black. I woke up having floated further downstream back into the ocean, without any idea on where I was, all I knew is I had to get to the elven city.
Hair Color: brown Hair Style: long straight (ish) Eye Color: blue Skin Tone: Pale almost white Blemishes: a delta in a delta on the back of the left hand Clothes: blue fish-scale shoes, green fish-scale cloak. black and grey trousers, shirt, and gloves. Additional Information: fin ears
Backstory
Parents: unknown, raised by an Allazei, human couple Felurian (Allazei) and Alevereon (human) Siblings: Will (adoptive brother) Other Information:
As a young girl I always had liked having long walks in the forests, especially when there are nearby lakes not ones with waves, just a gently trickling of water. I guess it bring back suppressed memories from my trip to here. I came to be at this human city in a basket woven from reeds floating across the ocean currents from up near the elves at least that's where the currents come from.
Two weeks ago I finally met my spirit guide. Felurian always told me it would happen but we never knew when or at least she used too before dying while giving birth to my (adoptive) brother Will exactly nine years ago.
Long story short he is a fish. But short story long well that may take a while. My animal guardian revealed itself to me while I was out next to a stream skinning a fish (not scaling that is done first). A koi carp came up to me and nudged me, at first I thought it was trying to eat the salt off my skin but then it made some bubbles that instead of just popping on the surface of the water released sound, the language of fish.
I grabbed towards the fish but it swam just out of reach and slightly deeper, I dived at it and it went deeper still until I was completely submerged. The carp moved its mouth again but this time instead of making bubbles it said "Hello.". I started back in shock and my mouth opened from surprise. The fish just swam right in my mouth and down my throat, as it went down it started heating up and the water around me was just making it spread to the outside of my skin and even it was getting hotter. I think I crawled out of the water before it boiled around me but I'm not sure as its all fuzzy. Darkness, I Couldn't see, The heat it was horrible. I rolled over and saw that I or something else had brought me to a small inlet that was very shallow so I didn't drown there was no sign of the carp but my ears felt weird. I turned my head sideways and put it down while the world started to spin, as soon as it hit the water a torrent of forces started up, I blacked out again.
Roleplay Example
"Elencia, Elencia the fish..." You shouted.
I lifted my ear and mouth out of the water it was strange without the sound of all of the fish travelling through the water. "What about them? Wait where are we?" I asked before emptying my stomach of water.
"We're about 4 miles from home, you've been here for two days barely drinking and not eating at all." You replied seeming very surprised.
"Hold on a second" Will said "You seem to be getting carried away, I know this bit I was there."
"Yeah I guess we should practice, Swords or bows?" I asked
And Will responded light-heartedly gesturing to her sword"You know me, swords, though using a giant fish scale with a handle really isn't fair."
Yes, all merfolk can choose an alternative. As the dracan and the allazei are still closed, I'll make an exception for the merfolk applicants. I ask that you do not choose dog-based guardians if you are going to be an allazei. Please inform me what your changes are.
just thought id put that there so you didn't discount my application before remembering it.
Clothes: Wolf Wears Black and Red assassin wear. A red Mask to cover his face and Grey Shoulder Pads.
Additional Information: His Wolf Ears and Tail are White.
Backstory
Parents: Dawn Okami (Mom), [D] Leo Shindou (Dad)
Siblings: None
Other Information: Wolf's parents weren't originally together. Wolf's Father was known as a great warrior who roamed the land. His Mother knew that his father couldn't stay with her but still took the chance of raising his child hoping it would bring him back. His Father is presumed Dead.
History:
Abel was meant for more it could be seen from when he was just a boy...
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The curious child
When Abel was born his mother said saw a dark presence from him. Never the less she still raised him. From when he was a baby, She never kept him out of her reach. This bothered Abel, but he never cried or whined he just watched his mother. When Abel grew to the age of 5 he would walk with his mother hand in hand everywhere, now comforted in her presence. She calmed him so much so that he wouldn't talk to anyone other than his mom..
• • •
Leo
His mother was a nurse and would care for the sick, hurt, and elderly. Even as she worked he would watch her, and Learn. When Abel was 6 he was with his mother in the villages nursing hut and he saw that his mother was taking care of one particular patient than the rest. Before he could ask his mother why she called him over from the chair he was sitting in and introduced the man as an old friend. The man had a weird look on his face and then smiled at Abel. The man stood up with no injuries on him. This brought many questions into his mind. The man clasp Abel's shoulder and told him his name was Leo.
• • •
Protecting ones self
Leo lived with them from then on. Abel didn't ever speak to the man directly, he would give him little responses like "Yes." "No" "I don't know" he would have small talk with him from time to time as well but never made eye contact. When Abel was 8, one day Abel's mother told him to go out with Leo, Abel did as his mother asked and went with him. Leo told Abel a lot about how he traveled the world and was a remarkable swordsmen. Leo lead Abel a little ways out of the village and into a clearing that had wooden swords, bows and arrows, and plenty of other combat related things laying around. Leo asked Abel which one caught his eye first. Abel pointed at the bow and arrows. Leo picked them up and handed them to Abel telling him that it would be his from then on.
A week after Abel received the bow and arrows. Leo had brought Abel back to the clearing. Abel looked around and noticed that there were targets set up around the clearing some hanged from trees and some laid against rocks. Abel raised his eyebrows to this and asked Leo what this was about. Leo then told Abel. "People in this world like to hurt others... Protection is something u cant count on from others. Therefore you will protect. Who? I don't know that's up to you." Abel understood these words and nodded in approval of them. Abel asked Leo to demonstrate how to use the bow. Abel watched closely as Leo used the bow and arrow. Then he watched the arrow glide to a target and hit close to the center. "I can tell your not skilled at this..." Abel said and then took the bow and arrows. Leo laughed and said "Hand me a sword and ill show u what i am skilled at!" Abel smiled and it wasn't around his mother. For the first time in his life.
• • •
Father of mine
From then on Abel and Leo grew close. Abel looked forward to target practice. In 7 years time, Abel grew more in intelligence, agility, and power as he learned to use the bow in combat. Abel learned many things over the years. Like the fact that when he would turn 16 he would meet with his animal guide. Abel was more social with others but he still would keep to himself if he could. Abel also took a passion on for reading, this made his vocabulary grow more and more. He waited every week outside the gate of his village just for the new books to be delivered.
On a cloudy day Abel and his mother went for a walk. His mother told him she had something important to tell him. Abel felt the knot in his stomach tighten with every step he took along side his mother. "You have to realize...I didn't tell you this to protect you." Abel's heart gave a thump as his mother began to speak of a secret. "Its okay mother...I realize this, I wont think any less of you if you had to hide something from me... whether it be for my protection or for your own sake." His mother gave him a warm heartened smile. "Well...You know how Leo is an old friend? Well he is more than that to you... He is your father, I didn't tell you this because he was a nomad he would wonder around only staying in places for a little time. I didn't expect him to stay here with us...But he did." Abel glanced at his mother and looked her in the eyes. "To be honest im not surprised... I mean... If you put two and two together... I already think of Leo as a father figure. This wont change anything. But its good that you told me." Abel's mom brought him in for a hug and told him to get on to target practice before Leo would scowled him for being late. Abel nodded then walked his mother back to the path to the village and went on his way.
Leo was sitting in the middle of the clearing. All of the targets were taken down and he looked at Abel as he entered. "Well then... Whats all this about? Why have you taken down the targets?" Abel asked scanning the area. "Abel I want you to go home and tell your mother I said im sorry." Leo said staring at the floor. "That doesn't answer my question. If you want me to return home answer me truthfully and i'll be on my way." Abel said staring at his newly named biological father. "You always were a difficult kid... Lets just say...The past came back to haunt me. I cant tell u anything else." Leo said glaring at Abel hoping he would accept his answer. "Do you need help?" Abel ask with worry in his voice. "Nothing you can help me with kid. Get moving." Leo's eyes turned cold and demanding. "Who will I protect... You asked me that the first day we started training. My answer is... Anyone I care for." Abel returned his fathers Cold gaze with a warm caring one. "You should have listened to your father and gone home" A new voice said that came from the other side of the clearing.
Abel stared at where the voice came from and saw a figure coming into view. He quickly pulled out his bow and an arrow and pulled back on his bow string. "My my...Leo you have a rebellious child on your hands... We cant have that, now can we? Number 1!" The man called and then a knife flew threw the air and cut Abel's bow string. Abel looked at where the knife came from and saw a masked figure. He looked to his other side to see another, then he looked back at the man who barked the order. He was masked like the other one but his face looked scaled and his eyes were likes those you would see on a lizard. "Lets all just calm down. We do not seek to hurt you Abel. I do ask that you go home now before you end up hurt." The mans voice seemed pleased. Abel stared at the man and then at his father who was still looking towards the ground.
"What do u plan on doing with my father?" Abel ask but he already knew the answer. "Well Abel...We plan on taking his life..." The lizard man seemed please with himself. "Why?" Abel asked with a determined look. "You are a curious one indeed... Your father took the life of many of my men. He may have done it for the good of a pitiful little village it still hurt our ranks... Therefore the debt must be repaid...Either he pledges loyalty to us or we take his life. I think its obvious which he choose" The lizard man's mask seemed to extend and showed his smile. "Im sorry but I cant let you do that..." Abel said and with a quick motion pulled out a dagger from his quiver of arrows then he rushed to the lizard man. He was quickly overpowered by the two masked people in the trees. Abel struggled and tried to be free of their grasp but he was quickly hit in the back of his neck with such force that it knocked him unconscious.
Abel was now conscious but didn't open his eyes. He felt raindrops on his face. Abel opened his eyes slowly to see the sky darkened with rain clouds with a huge ache in his head. Abel looked over and then saw what he would never forget. Abel saw his father but not alive. His fathers neck was sliced open and the blood was poured onto the grass of the clearing but it was being washed away by the clearing. Abel looked away and closed his eyes as if trying to wake up from a bad dream. Abel then opened his eyes that were now watered with tears... Abel then realized that his quiver was placed next to him and it contained a note in it. That note said
"You are a stubborn one. I'll admit you even killed one of my top ranks. I would have taken you into custody if not for your father who quickly stopped me. He was a smart and made a deal with us. I wish the best for you Abel. Should our paths ever cross again...
-Your friend Valvatorez"
Abel looked at the note and realized it was written in blood. It didn't take a genius to find out whose blood it was. Abel clasp the paper in his hand and let out a yell. He was useless... Then he realized what the note said... Killed one of his ranks? Abel forced himself to look over his dead fathers body and he saw it a huge blood stain next to his fathers body. It couldn't have been from his father...that slice to his neck wasn't that bad. Then Abel looked closely at the blood stain and saw a trail, it was fading away because of the rain. Abel looked down at his clothes and realized they were also blood soaked... Abel had so many questions but no answers... Then he heard footsteps, he looked over and saw two men from the village who looked at Abel with their eyes bulLeog. Abel looked at them with tears still in his eyes then he looked down and shook his head still clenching the note.
Abel was escorted back to his house and into his room. His mother was else where probably by his newly dead father. Abel went straight to his bed still in his blood soaked clothes and laid down. His mind clouded in thoughts and questions. Why does he have no memory of killing one of those assassins. Why did his father give up so easily. What deal did his father make with Valvatorez. How did Valvatorez know Abel. The questions themselves tired Abel out as he slowly drifted off to sleep. When Abel awoke he was greeted by the the roof of the nursing hut. He looked over to see his mother with cheeks dried with tears and face pale and she lightly sniffled in her sleep. Abel looked away and closed his eyes tight hoping that he would drift off into a deep sleep and away from it all...
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Animal Guide / Unanswered questions
It's been eight months since Leo died it was Abel's birthday and he celebrated it at home in bed, coughing. Abel had been mentally prepared but it still took him by surprise by how sudden it was. His mother was at the foot of his bed with wet rags and fresh water, treating Abel every couple of moments. Abel gasped in pain and slowly began to feel faint. He drifted off into the darkness of his mind...
Abel found himself in the clearing that had once been drenched in the blood of his father. Abel looked around curiously and saw it, he saw himself. Abel then realized he was replaying this scene in his mind. Without a moment of hesitation Abel walked towards himself and studied him carefully. Then it all played out the same scene that Abel himself had been in months before. He ran towards Valvatorez but was quickly stopped by the two minions. It was at that moment that Abel realized he wasn't watching from his perspective but from an outside one this peaked Abel's curiosity, Who else was there other than the five people.
Then it struck Abel. "Obviously! My animal guide! That explains how I managed to kill the minion and not remembering...because it wasn't me...It was my animal guide..." Then it all played out. Abel's body rose from the ground with a dark aura hovering around it. Abel's body didn't even look human anymore. As soon it had fully risen it looked towards both minions and bared its fangs. With inhuman speed it moved toward Valvatorez but it was cut short due to the two minions tackling Abel's body to the ground. One minion pulled out a knife and tried to end it quick but they were both quickly overpowered as the body had began to flail around kicking both of them off. One of the minions had been knocked on their backs, and was in a daze taking advantage Abel's body quickly pounced on it and grabbed one of the knifes the minion had in its strap and quickly stab him ruthlessly over and over. The minion let out a groan of pain and closed his eyes tightly as he slowly bled out. Abel's body quick turned to face the other minion which had just recovered from being knocked back. Baring his fangs again Abel's body moved towards the minion who was ready to face him, but Abel's body was quickly stopped by Valvatorez. He moved fast but not faster than Abel's inhuman speed in comparison, Abel's body was knocked to the ground and was quickly pinned by the minion and Valvatorez. Valvatorez used his free hand and take the hilt of his sword and continuously hit Abel's head and knock him out. "My, my, my, my, my...Leo u sure do have an interesting child perhaps I should take him under my wing." That was the last thing heard as the image slowly began to fade back into darkness.
Abel stared into the abyss and waited, he knew what would come next. "Have you been expecting me?" A deep demented voice asked. "What did you expect? Me to sit here helplessly and cry to myself? Im not child, in fact that is why I am even able to be here because I am not one." Abel replied with a hint of humor in his voice. "Your annoying. That attitude of yours is something you never show to anyone... What an honer to receive such a treatment from you." The demented voice said. "Your awfully rude. Knowing so much about me and not even telling me your name." Abel said. "You demand my name, do you? That is not all you seek. You saw my power back in that memory. Do you also intend to demand my power?" The demented voice seemed to be enjoying itself now. "I don't demand anything from you. I saw your power. Im impressed I'll give you that. But I wont demand of it from you." Abel said with the hint of annoyance in his voice. "I see, what then? You will remain the weak human you are now?" The voice seemed curious now. "Nope. If you refuse to lend me your strength, Then i will simply have to take it." Abel smirked to himself. The demented voice broke out in laughter. "I have never meet someone so interesting before... I am Hikari and I will be your animal guide." As the voice said that the abyss slowly began to light up exposing where they were. It was the clearing. Abel was sitting in front of a wolf that had fur so black it looked as if it came from the night sky. "I have a question for you before i lend you my strength though." Hikari asked looking at Abel. "Go ahead ask me whatever it is you so desire." Abel said staring at Hikari trying not to get lost in his Magnificence. "What will you do with the power I give you? Extract revenge for your father?" Hikari asked curiously. "I do seek vengeance for what happened to him... perhaps eventually I will make it an effort to avenge him but for now I don't see that happening..." Abel answered truthfully. Hikari chuckled and looked directly into Abel's eyes. "Truly an interesting one you will be..."
Abel gasped and opened his eyes. He looked to his side to see his mother wasn't by his side. Abel felt a sense of discomfort come over him... Abel tried to lift himself but he was aching all over. Abel was taken by surprise when he heard a cricket from outside. With a sigh and a grunt Abel forced himself to sit up on his bed. He noticed his spine was reacting differently. He turned his head to glimpse at his back when he saw a pure white colored wolf tail. With a yelp of surprise he began to move it. Abel lifted his hand and ran it threw his hair but was stopped by two furry dog ears. Abel realized that he had finally become Allazei. Abel took one of his fingers and began prodding his mouth and then he found what he was searching for his newly sprouted fangs. Abel smiled and bared them fiercely. Abel laid back and smiled to himself glad that he made it threw with nothing but body aches. Abel's mom walked in and saw him and let out a gasp. She quickly walked towards him and gave him a hug. "Look at you... all grown up now. Amazing. You made it threw without any major change to your body just those ears and tail." Abel smiled big at her and she let out another gasp. "My, my you have gained fangs too! Do you want to tell me about your spirit journey?" Abel began his story from when he first blacked out. He wanted to change his story around but he couldn't lie to his mother. "Wow. Your animal guide sounds so interesting, you should have questioned him more, and another thing, his fur was black as the night sky...yet your animal parts are as white as snow." Abel's mom deducted. "Yea, I wondered about that too. I'll ask my guide about it the next chance I get." Abel said smiling at his mother. She smiled back at him and they continued to talk about animal guides and his mother even told him about her's.
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The Start of a New life
Abel was 18 now and was well acquainted with most things he needed to know to survive in the world Nursing, Hunting, Minor construction, and a the mastering of a weapon. Abel packed up his bag and looked towards his mother who was looking at him from the door. "I cant believe your actually going to travel the world. You'll be just like your father was. I can't believe your going to leave me alone..." Abel's mom said with a deep sigh. "Mother. You know I love you with all my heart but i just can't stay here forever. I want to see the world for what it is, meet new people, come back with stories of my adventures!" Abel said meaningfully. "I know I cant keep you by my side forever... Its just sad to see you go. Promise me you'll come back." Abel's mother began to sob. "I promise you mother I will return to you safely." Abel said meeting her eyes that were now full of tears.
Abel threw his bag on his shoulders and looked back at his mother. "I love you mom, I'll be back and i'll tell you lots of stories about my journey." Abel said close to reaching tears. He had never been away from his mother for more than a day. He knew he would miss her presence. Abel doubled checked and then was off. He walked out of the village that he grew up in. In search of adventure,mystery... and vengeance...
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New Life in the Shadows
Its been 2 months since Abel left his village. He has seen a great deal of things. He witnessed a festival in one town that was weird because everything was lizard-themed. Abel also meet a lot of new people, he also established good connections in almost every town he visited. Abel was starting to see the world for its true beauty until one day he ran into something from the past...
Abel was walking down the road when he saw a person wearing a familiar outfit running into a nearby forest. Abel suddenly realized what outfit the man was wearing. It was assassins wear the same kind he saw the two minions who worked for Valvatorez. "This is your chance for revenge..." a deep voice said which Abel automatically recognized as Hikari. "I know...But do I really want to go looking for trouble?" Abel was hesitant with his words. "Perhaps trouble has already found you, your destiny is already woven into the fabric of life, no use fighting against it. I'd say cut your loose ends now and get it over with. But what do I know im just your animal guide and all that." Hikari said in a humorous tone and then let out a cold chuckle. "Your probably right. I'll scoop out the area and watch from the shadows then make my move when I see a good opening, or run if I know there are to many." Abel said in a nonchalant tone. "Right then. Lets go." Hikari added and then Abel began to follow the path he saw the uniformed assassin take.
Abel creep up to a clearing, much like the one around his village. He saw three uniformed men gathered around a campfire. It looked like they were setting up a base there. Abel took note that they all looked like experienced assassins. "Your sure you got the target?" one man asked the other. "Im positive. The target is Tied up and being escorted as we speak." The man Abel was following said. "Good. We don't want to upset the boss and be behind scheduled." the other assassin responded. Abel noticed that one of the assassins wasn't speaking nor moving but he was standing and attentive. Abel drew his bow and waited. Abel aimed his arrow and released it. The arrow pierced the first assassin in the head. By this time the other two reacted by ducking behind tents. "I knew someone was there but I couldn't tell where from..." a new voice said and Abel noted it must have been the assassin that didn't speak. Abel quickly moved to a new position and as he did a knife flew to where he was before. "Cleaver." The assassin Abel was following said. Abel pulled the arrow against the string of his bow and promptly released it to where one assassin was. The man yelped in pain. Abel knew he didn't kill him it must have hit a limp. Abel didn't have much of a shot at these assassins as they were protected by the tents. "How fun..." Hikari's voice loomed in Abel's mind. Abel quickly moved along the edge of the clearing out of view as he did he drew a knife. Abel wasn't as skilled with the knife as he was with a bow but he knew how to use one. Abel quickly jumped from the darkness of the trees and lunged at the assassin who didn't have a wound. The assassin quickly countered Abel's knife with his own. Abel bared his fangs and quickly over powered the man. Abel knocked the mans knife with his free hand and took his own to the mans throat. He quickly sliced and the man's eyes bulged as he fell to the ground. Abel moved back into the darkness. "What a promising boy... You should join us." The assassin said. "Join you? HA! Never. Not after what you people have done." Abel said. "You'll never kill us all...We over power you in numbers and in skill. This were just the scrubs." The man said with a cold chuckle. "We'll see about that... But perhaps your right. Though, I'm not after all of you. This was just the start, to see if I had the nerve to kill... and as you can tell. I do." Abel said a little displeased. "Your choosing the life of an assassin you know... Even though you fight against us you will only become like us in the end..." The assassin said coldly. "Yea... I realize that know. But there is a difference between you guys and me." Abel said pulling against the string of his bow with an arrow. "Yeah? What is that boy?" The assassin said calmly. "I kill for those I care for." Abel released the arrow and it struck the man in the head. "Why did you kill him you should have struck against his limbs more and questioned him about where to find others." Hikari said. "Its fine we will scavenge the camp ground and see if they left any clues behind." Abel said putting away his bow and arrow. "Ah here we go." Abel said picking up a piece of paper. "Seems they have plans to interrogate a man... Perhaps we should intrude on this meeting?" Hikari said as Abel read the paper. "Well. I don't think we will be able to. Seems like this is a group effort. I was lucky enough to survive and take on three and that's only cause i hid in the shadows, and plucked them off one by one. If I intend to start a fight with these people... I might need some help perhaps i should start a group of my own..." Abel said looking up at the night sky. "Well I see your point there. The choice is yours." Hikari said slowly. "Its decided then. I will look for friends to help me with my cause." Abel said with a slight chuckle... "Friends... Who would have thought a man like me with friends. The lonely child that clings to his mother in search of help." Abel laughed as he began to walk back to the road.
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The story continues...
Roleplay Example
Abel: Lets not make this harder than it has to be...
Rookie Assassin: You...killed him... How?!
Abel: Arrows are sharp... and the shadows are a perfect place to mask yourself.
Rookie Assassin: Are you going to kill me?
Abel: Actually, no...
Rookie Assassin: What do you want!?
Abel: Information. Are you willing to give me some?
Rookie Assassin: Yes, please just don't kill me.
Abel: (draws knife from belt) Alright i wont as long as you answer my questions.
Rookie Assassin: Okay!
Abel: Question one... Where is the base located...
Rookie Assassin: (gulp) I-I-I- I don't know! I'm sorry!
Abel: Very well. Im done with you. (walks away with back turned)
Rookie Assassin: (scrambles to get knife out of pocket)
Rookie Assassin: (throws knife at Abel and strikes him in the leg) Dammit! It was meant for your head!! Oh No!
Abel: (Gasp in pain) I thought I could trust you too... (pulls out bow and arrow)
Abel: (turns to Rookie and pulls arrow on bow string)
Rookie Assassin: Im sorry! Im sorry! Im sorry!!
Abel: You hurt me... Im not gonna be able to walk straight for a week. I said I wouldn't kill you...So lets make it a fair trade.
Rookie Assassin: (gasp in pain as arrow strikes him in knee)
Abel: Good day sir. (Limps out of room with blood flowing from his wound)
Hikari: Oi. Im bored why aren't we out hunting for assassins.
Abel: (turns page of book) Your blood-lust isn't something to be proud of.
Hikari: You asked me for my power, not the other way around.
Abel: Yea I know, and I am slowly beginning to regret it day by day.
Hikari: (growls) You ungrateful little...
Abel: Im just toying with you, relax why don't you. Life can't be all revenge and blood shed.
Hikari: (chuckles) You have a lot to learn about the world then.
Abel: For an animal guide you sure are annoying...
Hikari: ANNOYING!? I am a powerful animal spirit that choose to guide you in your life and lend u my strength! AND YOU FIND ME! ANNOYING!?
Abel: (turns page of book) That's what I said. Annoying.
Hikari: ...
Abel: (reads book)
Additional info: I worked really hard on my app since the first day of this forum adding more and more everyday thinking it threw a lot.Hope I get into beta testing even tho this app is a bit late lol... I hope you like it. I also want you to realize the irony in Hikari's name. Hikari means light in Japanese but he is a black Wolf. Which also explains why Abel's ears and tail are white.
Question for the Agathon Staff: I would like to know if I would be able to change my class to farmer? If so, I'd like to. It won't affect my application, and after reading through the classes again, I feel like I'd enjoy farmer the most. Thanks, get back to me and let me know, but by all means, if I am not allowed to do this, that's completely okay. I can live with being a miner.
Thanks,
dynamito32
**looking back on it, it would minorly affect my application, but it would be nothing to affect ym character
Yes, you can.
We are now putting a cap on the allazei and the elves. We have many of you, now we would like the other races.
Also... no more Wolf or any canine base allazei. Please choose something else, such as Peacocks, Ostrich, rabbits, rams, goats, bulls, and all the other animals. Hey, you can choose a cheetah!
Foreshadowing?
In regards to the rule about theft, does that mean large-scale battles like sieges, or does it also include one-on-one tavern-brawl type things?
In-Game Name: Prince_Horus
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Timezone: Eastern, I live in the US.
Character Details
Character Name: Horace A'traidel
Gender: Male
Race: Merfolk
Age: 120
Job Class: Hunter
Character Appearance
Hair Color: Blond.
Hair Style: Wavy, but neat. Wears a crown.
Eye Color: Ocean Blue.
Skin Tone: Caucasian.
Blemishes: (Scars, burns, etc) None at all.
Clothes: Blue armor.
Additional Information:
Backstory
Note: Do Not Include "Memories" from before the Flood
no one was alive back them it was over 1,000 years ago.
Parents: (Put [D] next to name if dead) Priam A'raidel[D] Mother died at birth, nor was Horace ever spoken to about her.
Siblings: (Put [D] next to name if dead) None, Horace is an only child.
Other Information:
History: (3 Paragraphs Min.) The screams still greet him every night, the visions of that bloody and remorseless day, the suffering that was endured. Orphaned 103 years ago at the early age of seven, Horace has been taught about the cruelty life can possess like no other. He can remember the unrelenting stream of blood which dripped down his father’s barren cheek as he lay shuddering on the ground. It fell so slowly, so calmly and hit a floor perhaps as lifeless as the veins it had left so little time ago. Even today he was still haunted by the piercing shrieks of the succumbed victims and the lifeless bodies of those that had already been taken.
For you see, Horace wished to forget, but he could not. To remember was to continue to live in the past. To continue to suffer as his family had. It was not to live at all. Forget, therefore Horace was determined to do, though this had proven to be impossible. Therefore there was only one thing which kept him going, his vengeance. One day maybe, he would learn to forget. He would wake up anew, refreshed and regrown. But this was to lose touch with who he really was. The scars of his mind were as much a part of his body as any other, and this could also not be forgotten. Besides, even if he had of forgotten, one thing he could never be blessed with as such. One gift could never be given. He could never forgive. Forgive the twisted and callous world which had taken the very warmth from his heart. The tears from his cheeks. The love from his sleep. Horace, could never forgive.
Today though, his mind is graced with other matters. A tall and somewhat handsome man, his blonde hair sways blissfully in the breeze. His blue eyes match the perpetuity of the sea and his frown marks reveal the tremendous engagements of his past. He is modest and kind, perhaps brought on by his desire not to succumb to the evil which has bore down upon him. As such then, he ventures through the sea as a changed man. A man looking to reconcile with the realm of Agathon, seeking out the beauty that lies within it. Constantly on the lookout for companionship, again perhaps down to the lack of it in his past, he makes a good and trustworthy comrade. The bandits that killed his family are however, constantly on his mind. This has led to his renewed determination to enforce the law with vigilance, even alone. Everything in his mind must he justifiable or open to punishment. Modesty and kindness are two words often used to describe him. Horace wishes to keep it that way. Though, as all beings are, he is susceptible to evil and callousness. One can however, only hope the evil is overshadowed by the good. This is after all, all any creature can wish for in their short lives. To achieve greatness at whatever the cost.
Roleplay Example
(2 Paragraph Min) Whilst traveling from his home in the sea, Horace sees a small halfling, being harassed by two armed warriors. They appear to be trying to steal money from him.
"You there! Bandits!" Horace yells. The two bandits turn to get a look at him. Seeing the crown upon his head, they smile at the thought of more loot. Pushing the halfling down, they charge Horace. Taking his sword from its sheath, he sidesteps the two opponents attack, hitting one in the head with the hilt of the mysterious sword, rendering him unconscious. The other bandit grabs his friend, picking him up and running off into the distance. Walking up the to the scruffy halfling he smiles. "Are you all right friend?" The halfing, nodding, smiles shakily in return. "Come on, let us go find civilization, eh?"
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Horace wanders into the forest at night, and comes across a small stall, behind which a well dressed man is standing. He’s offering various wares, the merchant turns to you and says in a posh accent " 'ello there, what can I do you for today?" What is your character response?
"Hello, could you kindly point me in the direction of the nearest pub?" Horace Replies.
"Of course, what is your name sir?"
"Sure, the name is Horace."
"Alright Horace, right this way!" The merchant chorused. Grabbing his belongings, Horace followed the merchant.
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Whilst wandering in the wilds, Horace comes across a small hut, which looks abandoned. Inside it he sees a chest containing a few iron bars, and a golden sword. Knowing that gold is not a decent material for any weapon or tool, he leaves the items in the hut for another needy traveler, but lays out a dirty mattress to rest on. In the morning he hears commotion outside the abandoned hut. It appears the bandits returned, but judging from their voices Horace thought, they didn't know he was taking shelter. Grabbing his sword once more, he ran outside, roaring like a lion. "LEAVE THIS PLACE AT ONCE, OR TASTE MY BLADE ONCE MORE!" As they whirled around, he charged, chasing them to the edge of the clearing. Sitting down, Horace watched as they fled.
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Hungry and lost in the wilderness, he stumbles across a small trading camp nestled among the forest, they greet you Horace in the common language. "Greetings friend, could you spare some hospitality and grant me a hot meal and the means to sleep?" Horace asks.
"Of course mate, follow me." Following the trader, Horace shuffles along. The merchant takes him to the common building.
"Sit down if ya like sir. Can I ask what yer name is?" The merchant prompted.
"Yes, my name is Horace, I'm from Agathon."
"Ah! Well, let me fetch the meal, my wife should be done now." When the merchant left the room, Horace jumped up and briskly walked to the hearth. Above it, stood a photo. It was the merchant standing next to the two bandits from earlier that day.
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Horace hears word that bandits occupy the road outside the town in which he has been staying. The town guard have gathered, and are asking for assistance to help eliminate them. The leader of the party is offering a reward for any who offer their support. Horace walked up to the gathering, seeking out the guard that spread the word to him. "Yes, I'm here about your proposition. The one about the bandits, I've come across them twice now, and I'm looking for payback."
"Well, you look like you can handle yourself in a fight! I s'pose you'll be wanting a reward when the job is good an' done?" Horace, being the kind man that he is, shook his hand.
"I imagine I can made do without, but thank you." Horace said. The guard broke out in a grin.
"Well then! Lets get a move on shall we!?"
Thank you for your consideration and time! -----Sef
Just like on Falchion the people who don't even try or care.
In-Game Name: shadowm22
Gender: *Optional* Male
Age: 15
Timezone: est -6
Character Details
Character Name: Narlein
Gender: Male
Race: Wihtikow
Age: 32
Job Class: Swordsman
Character Appearance
Hair Color: has no hair but has two curly horns that are a Smokey black cooler
Hair Style: curly horn
Eye Color: pale red with a hint of gold around the edges
Skin Tone: very pale think skin
Blemishes: (Scars, burns, etc) feet are badly scared form childhood and have knees that always look scraped up.
Clothes: baggy brown ripped potato sack as a shirt and parts of the left over is use to cover up his crotch.
Additional Information: has boney long fingers that have very sharp nails, is usually has left over blood on him from his last meal.
Backstory
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Other Information:
[D]Mom : leanah: old age
[D]Dad: crutch : old age
History: (3 Paragraphs Min.)
As a Child Narlein was just a normal human child. His Parents had him late in life at they were both around 40 when they had him. When you were He was young the only interesting thing was that he loved to explore around and loved to explore and was a fairly good acrobatic. When he turned 18 they both passed away for mold age and natural cause. They died in each other’s arms. Once his Parents were dead he had to make something out of his life so he got on a boat and became a sailor on a boat. Him and his crew were attacked by pirates had to deal with warring mermen and had to survive trading what every they could or doing odd jobs. His Caption was great at sailing and tactics but was terribly at making money and by the time Narlein was 23 there was a complete new crew since most of them quit. Narlein never left he enjoyed the life style to much since Narlein had been with the caption (named Caption Bob Ram who lived in a small town 5 miles away from Narlein he was born 25 years before Narlein and acetyl meet Narlein once before he joined his crew back when he was visiting family he meet Narlein as a kid and sold him an apple he and Narlein never recognized each other or knew it even happened) The longest the caption thought it was only fair to promote him to first mate. On Narlein’s 27 birthday the caption and him were trying to handle a storm when there ship crashed. The caption was killed but most of the crew was all right. Over the next 3 years Narlein and the reaming crew scavenged for supplies and tried to survive in there new interment a tiny island that could barely fit all of them the had to ration food and crow what little crops they could to survive they drank water from a little stream that ran through the island. On the second year of their stay on the island Narlein stared to slowly go mad many of his crew had gone insane and had to be killed and he knew the same would happen to him. So he did the unthank able in the middle of the night each night for the next year he would once a moth sneak into one of the crews make shift shack slit their throats and hide the body then he would come ever so often to eat a piece of the body he made sure it dint rote and he ate only envoe to satisfy him barley so that other members would not notice his increase of strength and the fact he wasn’t so hungry. Of curshe people started asking questions about where people were and how they went missing so after his first ill and the great amount of suspense he developed a new way to hid his kills. After he killed them he would empty there insides out and hid the guts then he would put the body some were and make it look like a sussuide. On the last year of his stay on the island he when their were only 5 people left he messed up. He had eaten to much of people flesh so now the change was happing to him and he started to change into a Wihtikow. His skin grew tight over his bones wich were ignore scine most were straving. He grew tiny long bony fingers which was also ignore scien they had no nail clippers and were dleiresu. But when the horns came in they knew but as soon as those came in Narlein started plotting. He acted like he was sicktaht day no one came into his room they all thought he was going to die then at night he came to each room one by one and killed them in their sleep. poor poor john he was a friend of Narlein woke up while Narlein snuck in he hade fight left in him but Narlein was stronger because he had eaten reclty and easily defter him. After that Narlein cut open johns stomach and crawled inside of him so that he could slowly eat him from the outside. Then Narlein waited for someone to find the island. And they did.
Roleplay Example
Narlein: *sneaks into john room
Narlein: *Takes out knife from pocket.
Narlein: *looks at john feeling somewhat bad for him but not all that much
John:*wakes up in pain from his lack of food
John: Narlein what are you doing here.
John: *alarmed by Narlein horns and knife and jumps out of bed
John: No Narlein not you how why.
Narlein: sorry it had to come to this john but I already turned and you are the freshest meat around.
John: *feebly takes out his own Knife.
John Stay Back Narlein I doutn want to hurt you but I will if I have to.
Narlein: Oh poor poor john I but I want to hurt you.
Narlein: Slash at john
John: *Doges and jabs at Narlein.
Narlein: *get hit directly by jab but its show weak it doesn’t even scratch him.
Narlein: *slash at johns throat making john fall to the floor bleeding in pain.
John: *tires to speak but cant.
Narlein: *puts john out of his misery.
Narlein: Poor john im acctly sad that I killed you but I will get over it.
Narlein: *cuts open john’s stomach.
Narlein: *sticks his hand inside john then his head , then move on to getting his body in then his legs.
Narlein: *skin starts to mold with the indie of johns fless as he starts to devour him and control his dead body.
Narlein: *waits until a someone comes with his way out watching quietly.
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Otherwise, wait until the Server is launched.
I assumed nothing more of that grammar from Narlein as soon as i saw the post...
Well I'm just an old fart here...like 500 years in internet time.
Thanks,
dynamito32
**looking back on it, it would minorly affect my application, but it would be nothing to affect ym character
Nice use of Dr. Mundo. I believe he also says "Purplemanatee goes where she pleases"
Out of Character Details
In-Game Name: ccgreen
Gender: female
Age: 14
Timezone: gmt+10
Character Details
Character Name: Elencia
Gender: female
Race: merfolk
Age:36
Job Class: rogue
Character Appearance
Hair Color: brown
Hair Style: long striaght
Eye Color: blue!
Skin Tone:very pail
Blemishes: scar in the shape of a "tree of eternity" on the plam of her left hand
Clothes: green cloak, blue shoes V, white/grey/black pants top and gloves
Additional Information: shoes are made from the scales of past merfolk and fish alike, tail is usually covered by her cloak, fin-like ears
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Backstory
Parents: [D] felurian [D] alevereon
Siblings: Malacaran
other Information:
as a youngling (larvae?) Elencia was taken on the waves by a flood (not the flood just an 8 foot climb in the water level). She Survived off bugs in the water, until the 3rd day when she was caught in some reeds, When an elderly Allazei couple found her, this couple were the only parents that Elencia ever knew, the trauma from being swept away made her forget her genetic parents, Along with gaining a depression and over reacting to a lot of things.
While Elencia lived with Felurian and Alevereon her allazei parents, they both were very kind to her, however life was hard since she spent most of the time outside at night and the occasional day deep in the Allazei’s cavern in their pool. For the first few years with them she could only stay with them for a night out of each 3 spans (each span is 11 days). This was because the water had a different consistency of chemicals. However over time she built up a tolerance to it so that if she stayed completely emerged she could go in each second day (never two in a row).
Though I've been making it sound simple Elencia's life was always hard as the two Allazei were in fact quite poor. She had to get most of her own food and shelter on her own. Water was never a problem. Elencia did this with a passion and caught as much fish as she could so most days she could supply food for her "parents". But when she realised that they just threw the scales back into the lake. She went to the beach where the scales had been thrown; she followed the currents to where a lot of them had landed. Elencia went through these and separated all the blue ones she could find, which she took back home.
It was with these scales that Elencia made the first set of shoes she owned, her parents liked this, so they started giving her the scales already separated into colors. She gave her Dad black and white gloves, Her Mom a Green cloak that shimmered with ever movement. This got her a job, people came from miles around just to get some clothes, One day Elencia had had enough of the hard work that each artical of clothes took to make and stopped working, This made the customers very angry. When Felurian and Alevereon tried to calm them down, one angry person struck them both down with his sword with uncontrollable rage. At the site of this most of the crowd left but he knelt down on the ground and awaited Elencia's revenge. But Elencia had just seen her parents killed and was lost in grief. When she didn’t approach, him he stood up and went to her, offering her his sword which lay softly in the palms of his hands, she still made no movement.
The man dragged over the two dead bloodied bodies for Elencia to see and started removing their clothes, leaving them in simple shirts and breeches. The man threw the clothes taken off to the side. He once again took off his sword from its casing and offered it to Elencia, who took it this time and stood up against the pain in the dim light that reached the end of the cavern, she walked to the pile of clothing. she took the gloves and cloak that she had made for the allazei couple that took her in and made her their own. Leaving the life she had once loved behind. She took the things she needed to survive and that was all she took. Elencia walked over to the box her parents had said to only open on the day of their deaths. In that box there were 983 gold roundels, an envelope and a bracelet. This bracelet was engraved "Elencia and Malacaran" she thought about this as she walked back to the pool of water, where she leaned on the edge of the pool and opened the letter, It was in the unfamiliar symbols of the common language. Elencia could read various degrees of Elven, Allazei and merfolkian, her parents had taught her those languages. She threw down the letter in disgust at her inability to read it.
"might I read that for you?" asked the young man.
"I guess" Elencia replied having forgotten he was there.
"This says that you have a brother with the same name as my Dad." he said "Would that make you Elencia?"
"Yes but surely there would be more than one Elencia, wouldn't there?" She asked the man
"I havnt heard of any" he replied "But anyway this advises you to seek him out, which will be hard since he disappeared late last year."
"Do you have any idea where he is?" asked Elencia.
"With the elves" the man said whilst smirking "I'm Will by the way."
Roleplay Example
"Seriously Will is there a point to carrying that wooden man around just to whack him with a sword?" asked Elencia as she watched him from the river.
"Of course as much as there is to carrying my sword or you and your bow." Will replied "To practice to defend myself."
"most people dont stay stock still in a fight... wouldn't it be more effective to have someone else?" asked Elencia
Will responded quickly to this "I've already told you I cant teach you and it wouldn't be very effective since the water would slow down the sword and it would always try to sink, I told you this yesterday and the day before."
"And at night" asked Elencia.
"Well at night you have a Bow" Will muttered as he started the hundrix manoeuvre which, was the most complex manoeuvre he knew.
"because that will be helpful when they get close to me." she said while her eyes shone with laughter at Will falling over.
Will found this offensive and threw his sword to Elencia while shouting "Fine catch!"
Elencia Brought up her own sword from the water, It was light blue and carved in a peculiar shape being rounded and shorter than most swords (like a scimitar) And hit Will's sword, sideways into the water where it landed with a splash.
"congratulations you got me a little surprised this time." Elencia giggled "Do you not have any other way to teach me?"
"Yes actually, we need to get you a proper teacher." said Will in a bored voice "Your reactions are fast enough though"
Later (that night)
"Elencia, Elencia wake up!" Will shouted frantically "Bandits!"
"Wa, what Will?" Elencia replied sleepily
"Elencia get up now!" Will yelled again as he tripped over a root landing near Me
I bounded to her feet then grabbed her sword and bow. I ran back to the lake that we been following and threw myself in where the bandits swords couldn't reach.
As I pulled one of my "special" arrows, which were made with small bits of seaweed instead of feathers (so they work below water) and started a firing arrows at the bandits, they started towards me and I shot down a few but the bulk came to the waters edge. I swam a bit deeper so that they couldn't even scratch me with their swords. But one dived in after me, I shot him but another dived on top of him and used him as a shield. He got down to me and hit me in the head, my body was stunned as I fell, I hit the bottom, headfirst, on a rock, everything went black. I woke up having floated further downstream back into the ocean, without any idea on where I was, all I knew is I had to get to the elven city.
In-Game Name: ccgreen
Gender: female
Age: 14
Timezone: gmt+10
Character Details
Character Name: Elencia
Gender: Female
Race: Allazei
Age:16
Job Class: rogue
Character Appearance
Hair Color: brown
Hair Style: long straight (ish)
Eye Color: blue
Skin Tone: Pale almost white
Blemishes: a delta in a delta on the back of the left hand
Clothes: blue fish-scale shoes, green fish-scale cloak. black and grey trousers, shirt, and gloves.
Additional Information: fin ears
Backstory
Parents: unknown, raised by an Allazei, human couple Felurian (Allazei) and Alevereon (human)
Siblings: Will (adoptive brother)
Other Information:
As a young girl I always had liked having long walks in the forests, especially when there are nearby lakes not ones with waves, just a gently trickling of water. I guess it bring back suppressed memories from my trip to here. I came to be at this human city in a basket woven from reeds floating across the ocean currents from up near the elves at least that's where the currents come from.
p.s
just thought id put that there so you didn't discount my application before remembering it.
The monotony and solitude of a quiet life stimulates the creative mind.
Hair Color: Black
Backstory
Siblings: None
Abel gasped and opened his eyes. He looked to his side to see his mother wasn't by his side. Abel felt a sense of discomfort come over him... Abel tried to lift himself but he was aching all over. Abel was taken by surprise when he heard a cricket from outside. With a sigh and a grunt Abel forced himself to sit up on his bed. He noticed his spine was reacting differently. He turned his head to glimpse at his back when he saw a pure white colored wolf tail. With a yelp of surprise he began to move it. Abel lifted his hand and ran it threw his hair but was stopped by two furry dog ears. Abel realized that he had finally become Allazei. Abel took one of his fingers and began prodding his mouth and then he found what he was searching for his newly sprouted fangs. Abel smiled and bared them fiercely. Abel laid back and smiled to himself glad that he made it threw with nothing but body aches. Abel's mom walked in and saw him and let out a gasp. She quickly walked towards him and gave him a hug. "Look at you... all grown up now. Amazing. You made it threw without any major change to your body just those ears and tail." Abel smiled big at her and she let out another gasp. "My, my you have gained fangs too! Do you want to tell me about your spirit journey?" Abel began his story from when he first blacked out. He wanted to change his story around but he couldn't lie to his mother. "Wow. Your animal guide sounds so interesting, you should have questioned him more, and another thing, his fur was black as the night sky...yet your animal parts are as white as snow." Abel's mom deducted. "Yea, I wondered about that too. I'll ask my guide about it the next chance I get." Abel said smiling at his mother. She smiled back at him and they continued to talk about animal guides and his mother even told him about her's.
• • •
The story continues...
Roleplay Example
Rookie Assassin: You...killed him... How?!
Abel: Arrows are sharp... and the shadows are a perfect place to mask yourself.
Rookie Assassin: Are you going to kill me?
Abel: Actually, no...
Rookie Assassin: What do you want!?
Abel: Information. Are you willing to give me some?
Rookie Assassin: Yes, please just don't kill me.
Abel: (draws knife from belt) Alright i wont as long as you answer my questions.
Rookie Assassin: Okay!
Abel: Question one... Where is the base located...
Rookie Assassin: (gulp) I-I-I- I don't know! I'm sorry!
Abel: Very well. Im done with you. (walks away with back turned)
Rookie Assassin: (scrambles to get knife out of pocket)
Rookie Assassin: (throws knife at Abel and strikes him in the leg) Dammit! It was meant for your head!! Oh No!
Abel: (Gasp in pain) I thought I could trust you too... (pulls out bow and arrow)
Abel: (turns to Rookie and pulls arrow on bow string)
Rookie Assassin: Im sorry! Im sorry! Im sorry!!
Abel: You hurt me... Im not gonna be able to walk straight for a week. I said I wouldn't kill you...So lets make it a fair trade.
Rookie Assassin: (gasp in pain as arrow strikes him in knee)
Abel: Good day sir. (Limps out of room with blood flowing from his wound)
Hikari: Oi. Im bored why aren't we out hunting for assassins.
Abel: (turns page of book) Your blood-lust isn't something to be proud of.
Hikari: You asked me for my power, not the other way around.
Abel: Yea I know, and I am slowly beginning to regret it day by day.
Hikari: (growls) You ungrateful little...
Abel: Im just toying with you, relax why don't you. Life can't be all revenge and blood shed.
Hikari: (chuckles) You have a lot to learn about the world then.
Abel: For an animal guide you sure are annoying...
Hikari: ANNOYING!? I am a powerful animal spirit that choose to guide you in your life and lend u my strength! AND YOU FIND ME! ANNOYING!?
Abel: (turns page of book) That's what I said. Annoying.
Hikari: ...
Abel: (reads book)
Additional info: I worked really hard on my app since the first day of this forum adding more and more everyday thinking it threw a lot.Hope I get into beta testing even tho this app is a bit late lol... I hope you like it. I also want you to realize the irony in Hikari's name. Hikari means light in Japanese but he is a black Wolf. Which also explains why Abel's ears and tail are white.
We are now putting a cap on the allazei and the elves. We have many of you, now we would like the other races.
Hope that doesn't mean i have to make a new app xD...
Also does anyone else imagine Merfolk to look like the Zora from The legend of Zelda?
Sincerly,
PurpleManatee