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Name: Prince Vahan II of Kaghzi
Gender: Mucho Macho
Class: Badass
Country: Kaghzi

Bio (optional): Brother to Prince Aghves I of Kaghzi, Vahan enjoyed an extravagant life. Privileged, he -like his brother - benefited from the best tutors and educators available. His training reflected in his proficiency on the open battlefield, where he topped his brother, whose expertise came in the form of long ranges and more calculated attacks from an unseen position. Rivals from birth, their seemingly endless season of brotherly competition culminated with the near-murder of his own brother, when an infuriated Vahan cornered and threatened to push his brother, Aghves, down one of Kaghzi's many rocky cliffs. Forcefully squired under his uncle - then commander of Kaghzi's naval forces - as punishment, Vahan was hauled away from the island to serve under his uncle's command in a long campaign to rid the surrounding islands of pirates.

He returned to Kaghzi a new man at the age of eighteen. Though Vahan was always taller than his brother, he returned a broader and more experienced man too, having scored his first kill just two years after his departure, at the age of sixteen. His success and elevation in status reassured the young Vahan of his beliefs: his brother wasn't fit to be a king. Critically honest Vahan voiced his beliefs but never acted on them, a decision that only helped to cultivate feelings of uneasiness and distrust toward him. He remained in Kaghzi for another two years, working for his uncle and making sure to humiliate his older brother at every chance he had. Worried Vahan would take matters into his own hands, and to some extent impressed with young boy's accomplishments and proven skill in battle, he was granted a position as commander of the city watch on orders of his father - in an effort to alleviate the boy's apparent thirst for power - at the young age of twenty-two, a position he served proudly for several years, with numerous triumphant battles under his belt.

In recent years, Vahan's efforts have shifted to a more political aspect. Leaving his job as Watch Commander the twenty-six year old seeks involvement with the squabbling mainland, in what he believes to be a great opportunity for glory, reward, and support. Though Vahan's efforts are focused on furthering his own homeland's power and influence, many fear the young Prince seeks support of the mainland in his quest for the throne of Kaghzi, a position he strongly believes belongs to him on the basis of being a stronger leader.

Personality: Colorful, proud, honest and ambitious. Graceful in appearance, Vahan is loved by his peers and admired by the general public for his knightly compassion and willingness to give. Though disciplined and courteous when necessary, his affinity for extravagant parties and bedding women is well-known, at least amongst his friends and family. To his enemies he is cruel, ruthless, and an opportunist. A respected and accomplished commander, Vahan's strategic prowess is well known, particularly on the high seas, where his enemies prefer to avoid him.

Appearance: Graceful in appearance Vahan is never seen without his red cape/cloak. On his face a rough, but closely cut, golden beard. His eyes an ocean-blue. A man of battle he's rough, yet likeable in appearance with few scars to compliment his look.

Magic: Magic is for wusses.
Age: 26
Race: Human
Other: KiK or something

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Name: Dalziel "yew-bow" Jakzdi

Gender; Male

Class: Archer-Ranger.

Country: His mother hailed from Arealon, and his father from what is known now as The Shadow Lands. He's an orc now, but for some reason, probably due to crossing of genes, Dal is not an Orc or Goblin.

Biography: This one's story is an interesting one. His mother was a skilled survivalist and archer hailing from Arealon, whose talents were frequently used for Spying, Assassinations and other such things- as was her country's national industry. She was regarded amongst the guardsmen of her targets as a myth, a story used to scare lower ranks by officers, and no danger to them. This is partly true, she was no danger to the guards as they were not her target. If ever she came across any Guardsmen she couldn't sneak around then she would choke them unconscious and hide the body, then move on; silent, effective, and feared by rich barons who might have provoked an old enemy somewhere too much.
Either way, his mother, whose name was Ailea, was on a mission deep in the shadowlands to kill off an Important Shade-General. She succeeded, but before she did, she was nearly caught by one of the Guards. This was no ordinary guard either. He was a member of the Torc-Agura, a reviled band of Dark Knights who were doing mercenary work in the Shadowlands at the time. He was out of armour, and without weapon, but still alert. As she crept up behind him, he turned around.
He had the deepest brown eyes you could ever imagine.
And he thought that her luscious ginger hair and intelligent blue eyes were the ultimate in beauty.
But duty came before love for them at the time, and they had a fight. It was fists and kicks mainly, with the occasional headbutt on the part of Duran, the Dark Knight who would father Dalziel, and two others. But eventually, Ailea managed to pull off a weirdly acrobatic move, and push Duran up against a wall.
He complimented her.
She blushed.
Things escalated from there, and overcome with love for eachother, Duran helped her complete the mission, and she asked Duran if he would marry her. Naturally, he said yes, even though earlier that night, 3 children had been... how should I put this without breaking a rule here... Implanted? Impregnated? Germinated? Three children had been put to grow in the womb of Ailea, by the Dark Knight who was rapidly becoming a Paladin of sorts, Duran. The happy couple would be the parents of 2 healthy children for about 10 years. But there had been 3 born! Oh yes. This is where Dalziel's story really begins.

He had been with his parents and his brother and sister for 6 years when he was abducted by an Arealonian Assassin named Firabar. Firabar was in need of an apprentice. Dalziel accepted apprenticeship. His father and mother had already taught him most of their skills, albeit to a much lesser extent, and Dalziel just needed a bit more time to practice, and learn the urban climbing techniques he saw Firabar use daily. He learnt this quickly, albeit not as well as Firabar would have liked, and was soon released into the world to make money for Firabar. This did not happen, and Dal immediately went home. He was greeted by open arms as his sister, a beautiful redhead girl called Scathach, and his brother, a silent type called Rudiel. His mother also welcomed him, but his father was not to be seen.

Because he'd been turned into an orc- a strong, powerful, tall orc, who looked remarkably human for an orc, but an orc nonetheless.
The villagers had killed him in fear.

Scathach, he discovered, was also an assassin by this point, and His brother had become apprentice to a Master Spy known only by the name Silk. His brother remained at home to care for mother, and to train, but he and Scat went into the world, to make their living, and make their stories.



Personality: Endearing, Charming, funny. He's a very lovable character, even though he's also a hired murderer with an axe and knife inside his jacket and a yew-wood longbow slung across his back. He's a bit sad on his own though, and is focused mainly on the target when he goes out 'to work'.

Appearance:




Weapon of choice: A tomahawk-styled handaxe that was designed to chop tree limbs, but easily chops necks and backs and limbs too. In his other hand he uses a small but sharp dirk thats good for slashing, and stabbing. His final weapon is a Yew Longbow. It's strong, and flexible, and has served him well in the past.

Magic: He has some dormant magic, but he's unaware of it. His sister, Scathach, is aware that she has magical powers, however, and uses them frequently.

Age: About 29 during the events of this Roleplay. I decided against immortality for this one, although his sister might get a good dose of it, as she's based on a real-life Goddess. She is not immortal during the roleplay, however, and is the same age as him, being his triplet. She also doesn't play any major part, and is just a side character to interact with.

Race: Half-elf crossed with Dark Knight. I list Dark Knight as a separate race purely because of the selective breeding programme that the candidate for Knighthood are taken from. They're bigger, stronger, and in most cases smarter, and because of the Selective Breeding Programme, they've not bred with humans or other outside species for so long that it was assumed that they were incapable of it. Dalziel's dad proved them wrong, but they're still regarded as somewhat another race.

Other: Yeah. This character's not immortal. Didn't want it for him. Also, don't KIK me out for this one, ok?

A. Since when?

B. My character's not immortal. His sister might be after the events transpiring in this RP, but because of something he will do that she sees as a terrible atrocity, she will not deem him nor any other human fit to hold the secrets of immortality.

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Name: Garoth

Gender:Male

Class:Necromancer/Wizard

Country:Arealon

Bio (optional): Garoth was created by a old dark wizard called Hagar, He cast a spell on a young (25 year old) man dying of disease, healing him greatly, but also make him very susceptible to dark magic for a period of time, he then placed his soul on the mans body, and attempted to expel the mans soul from the body, however it didn't work and his soul and the mans soul fused, creating a new being.
The clash of souls that occurred in this body caused it to suffer a necromanticprocess called orbiting souls, a process where two souls would fuse into a completely new one, but leave some traces of their past being. Another consequence of this process is the fact that the flesh and organs began to wither away, but the skeleton continued alive protected by the raw magical energy generated by the fusion of souls.

Personality: Garoth is not evil nor good, he acts purely on his own curiosity and amusement.The rest will be RP'ed

Appearance: He wears long black wizard robes and a hood, he has a enchanted ring that makes people see him as a normal human, however a powerful wizard or a Arkalon could easily see through the enchantment and notice he is a lich.

Weapon of choice: A black magic wand filled with strange runes. It was used by Hagar before Garoth was created, it has a special enchantment that allows him to turn any spell into a continuous beam.(Like a constant blast of fire, etc).

Magic: Garoth knows the basic battle spells, but he is specialized in necromancy.(Raising dead, conjuring lost souls, etc..)

Age: 50 (25 if compared to humans).

Race: Lich

Other: KIKing is only fun if your not the one being KIKed

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So anyways, here's clone-Aghves. Also the city state, and I added some plot relevancy to it.

Name: Prince Aghves I of Kaghzi

Gender: Male

Class: Ranger, Jack of Most Trades

Country: Kaghzi

Kaghzi is a city-state located on the mountainous island of Kaghzi Island, situated due west of the Alysida Islands belonging to Arealon:

The city is centuries old, built into the mountainside and along the island, resulting in a heavily dense urban environment with extensive nautical infrastructure. Trade and shipping are common, as Kaghzi is a historical crossroads between the three countries surrounding it. With its nonaligned status, Kaghzi is a common place for travelers and refugees to stay, and very rarely does the war arrive. Khagzi is defended by a large navy and guard corps, while it is ruled by an absolutist monarchy under the reign of Aghves's father. It is renown for its peacefulness and beauty, with vast vistas of the oceans and a pleasant temperate atmosphere. But Kaghzi is also home to ancient tunnels, knowledge, and secrets, making it a hypothetical piece in the puzzle surrounding the new threat.

Bio (optional): Sorry for laziness, but I'm burned out by all this stuff I've been doing:

Aghves was born to royalty in the city of Kaghzi. His father is the king, his mother is the queen. As such, he was brought up in royal luxury with all the privileges. His early education was performed by private tutors hired by the king, while he was trained in the combatant arts by members of the Royal Guards. As such, Aghves has a diverse and modestly-skilled experience with most subjects. He was taught the values of respect and obedience, and thus became a relatively normal member of society during his late teenage years when he had finally matured enough to take position as the prince. Yet he continued his learning because of his deep interest, and also because he believed that it would help him when his father would eventually die and leave the throne to him. As such, Aghves had turned into a responsible young adult - unlike many others in royal families. This also came from his mentor: an old military commander responsible for taking care of Aghves during his father's travels.

Aghves coasted through life for the first twenty years, without doing much of anything. Indeed, he was naive to the world and had only rarely ventured off of Khagzi Island. By his mid twenties, he sought to do something in the world, but he also felt confined by his duties as a Khagzi royal. So his adventuring fantasies went unfulfilled, as he focused more on his administrative duties. Still taking the opportunities to learn and and flourish his intellectual capacity, Aghves took up magic when he was 19 at the Khagzi College, and practiced at it for years due to boredom. And that boredom became quite prevalent in his life, as there was only so much you can do on Khagzi. Eventually, he began taking to the life of a lesser resident, and started gambling and hooking up with prostitutes on weekends. But he quickly stopped this when his mentor advised him of the path he was going to, and went back to his regular life. Still, the adventurous side of him continued to occupy a presence in his head. Aghves suppressed it, until he turned 27 in the last winter.

Aghves was informed that he was to marry a Gethoki royal as part of a diplomatic marriage initiative. Excited at his chance to finally leave Khagzi for a long period of time to meet his arranged fiancé, Aghves readily agreed with his father. So Aghves got his wish, and was cast off on a ship to Gethok's capital. The voyage went well, and a month later he arrived at the Gethoki ports to meet his new fiancé - vilage's sister, because why not tie him together with me? They hit it off well, and Aghves continues his courtship of Maria Telemones.

Personality: Aghves is a quiet professional, preferring to listen and observe instead of making rash decisions. He is intelligent and cunning, often finding clever solutions to problems. However, he is prone to being aggressive and ruthless when he is angered (and that often happens in huge outbursts because he likes to bottle it up.)

Appearance: Ripped from a year-old Absolution description:



Weapon of choice: Ceremonial steel shortsword and a composite (steel and wood) compact bow.

Magic: Modest skill: healing, some destructive, psychological, etc. Rarely used.

Age: 27

Race: Human

Other: What's a KIK? Sounds like the Klan pressed "I" (the letter above "K" on the keyboard) accidentally while typing up a newsletter. In which case, they need better typists.