Blood of Chaos {OOC}

[Sernyx]

Blood of Chaos

In Character Thread

*Before you continue, you should know that the continent/world is called Ashbiet.

It all started with the birth of two boys-twins, born to King Sevhalt of Asha’da and his Queen, Lady Emilira. However, it has long been known that when identical twins are born, they are born as two halves of the same soul, one containing all of the goodness a person would have and the other containing all of the evil inside of it; and so it was upon birth that a Shaman would use their powers to determine which child was evil and which was good. The evil child would then be killed and the body purified, allowing the remaining child to be whole. In the case of the two princes, however, it was not going to be so simple. The Queen begged her husband fervently not to kill her children; but the king would not here it, having twins would have been difficult enough had there not been this sort of taboo to come along with them. So, regardless to Emilira’s efforts, the Shaman arrived, but he would never make it to the children.

The Queen killed both King Sevhalt and Shaman in a panic attack, and then to cover the chaos that would have surely followed she sent one of her children away, and fabricated a lie to keep the people in peace. She said her husband had fallen terribly ill and that the Shaman had returned in secret. But within a week she announced that the King had succumbed to his illness and was now dead; and the chaos she had hoped to avoid was unleashed. Neighboring countries and tribes from all around aimed to claim the rich land of Asha’da. While the newly accepted Queen tried with all her power to keep the country safe, but she was no strategist, she had never taken part in all of these games before and in the end she was forced to make a decision.

It was a glorious wedding; King Daravid of Shihantahl had wasted no effort in impressing his new bride and it was with his skill and power that Asha’da was saved. And the land was in a period of relative stability, but even that could not last for long; King Daravid and Emilira, were soon expecting, and when the child turned out to be male, King Daravid began to pull for his son’s place upon the Asha’dish throne, despite the legit heir being the young prince through the first king. Their dispute lasted for several years; only to be ended when the King was found dead and the Queen was missing.

It was time to name a new King, and this is when all the chaos broke loose.

King Sevhalt of Asha’da 752-775: Twenty-sixth king of Asha’da, he was a very wise a determined man, never allowing anything to stop him from achieving his ambitions. It was he who continued the golden age of Asha’da that was started by his grandfather. All records proclaim he perished from a fatal illness but a short while after the cleansing of his child, however, the actual cause of death was a knife in the chest, knowing how obvious this would be, the queen poisoned his double and used his body for the kings funeral.

Queen Emilira of Asha’da 758-: The wife of King Sevhalt and later King Daravid; she was originally some form of from the province of Borgias which was oppressed by Asha’da during its golden age. In a desire to continue living she instilled herself into the Asha’dish court and eventually gained the eye of the king with her beauty; she was also the one who plunged the dagger into the heart of her husband. She was not much of a better wife to her second husband whom she continuously argued with about basically everything. She was missing when the king was found dead, making her a prime suspect; her lively hood is uncertain.

Prince Saralt of Asha’da 775-: One of the two twins born to King Sevhalt and Queen Emilira, by birthright he should inherit the kingdom of Asha’da, but King Daravin was a powerful man and garnered many supporters for his own son, leaving the kingdom in divide. He is also suspected to be the murderer of King Daravid, which lost him even more of the populace’s faith.

Volk; formally Prince Shadal of Asha’da 775-: One of the twins born to King Sevhalt and Queen Emilira, to avoid his execution he was secretly taken away from the castle and left with the Varesk, a group of travelers who make their living as mercenaries.

King Daravid of Shihantahl and Asha’da 745-794: Seventeenth King of Shihantahl and master tactician. Daravid was a brilliant and ambitious man, considered the greatest man alive when he was alive, but many felt uncomfortable around him as he retained a very cold demeanor. After the death of his first wife, he married Queen Emilira and helped her secure her countries well-being. Daravid met an untimely death from an unknown cause, but many suspect he was poisoned.

Prince Alsarod of Shihantahl 772-: First son of Daravid, born to his first wife, Isia. He was still in his early years when his father remarried so he did not have much to say in the matter; but as the boy became a man he began to resent his father’s decision to marry into Asha’da, as the country had both a bloody history and there were many cursed rumors surrounding it. He is currently awaiting his coronation to become the king of Shihantahl.

Prince Desein of Asha’da/Shihantahl 779-: The first child born through the marriage of King Daravid and Queen Emilira; it was his arrival into the world that caused them to argue so, he has also been considered someone who may have poisoned the king in order to frame Prince Sharalt as the killer, earning himself more followers. He believes he is the rightful heir to the Asha’dish throne.

Seild, lady of the isles 773-: Seild was born with relations to three different notable nobilities but she always despised the tradition that said a male would naturally be chosen to inherit anything and so she decided to make her own kingdom where she would rule, her own kingdom where she could be as grand as she wanted to be; of course first she has to build up an army that is capable of taking land and protecting it.

The following are a list of different factions and with who they are currently in war with, in other words the reasons for the Chaos itself. The Tashir is the group of the Asha’dish populace who is loyal to Prince Saralt and desires for him to reclaim his throne. They currently reside in the northern areas of Asha’da.

The Imiga are the people of Asha’da who have pledged their alliance to Prince Desein and are currently residing around the capitol area of Asha’da-along the south shoreline, it was the princes advisor who hired the Varesk mercenaries to wipe out the remains of the Borgias clan.

The Varesk or Varsk; are a wandering mercenary force, they were originally a nomadic people but some time ago they suffered a massacre and only those who were able to fight survived. They are currently under contract to destroy the remnants of the Borgias clan. [They consider Varsk to be a derogatory word]

The Borgias (clan) are the remains of what was a small kingdom, however, Borgia was destroyed by king Sevhalt during his rule and everyone who did not submit to his rule was executed. Even in this event there were those who remained loyal to their cause and managed to avoid execution, it is these few people who continue to fight, aiming to take their revenge upon the country of Asha’da; in an effort to stop this the Varesk were hired to end their existence.

The Kingdom of Shihantahl/Shintahl has mostly remained in the backdrop during these disturbingly violent times, however, in secret prince Alsarod has expressed to his advisors a desire to take the land of Asha’da as his own and expand Shihantahl into a more glorious nation.

The Inshini, is a group that follows under the banner of the warrior Seild; despite noble bloodlines from several families she was not going to inherit anything as inheritance passes through the male line, and so she began her journey, searching for a place where she could easily start up her own kingdom and mark her own name down in the annals of history-not just her family name.

No code has to be inserted here.*The information of this chart is subject to change very often

772: Alsarod son of Daravid and Isia born.

773: The conquer of Borgia by Asha’da; everyone who does not submit to the new rule is executed.

774: King Sevhalt spots lady Emilira inside his court and shortly afterwards she becomes his bride.

775: The birth of the twin princes Saralt and Shadal, the latter of which is sent away shortly after his brith; The death of King Sevhalt.

777: Death of Lady Isia, first wife of Daravid.

778: Marriage of King Daravid and Lady Emilira.

779: Dasein, son of Daravid and Emilira born.
796: Death of King Daravid and disappearance of Emilira, the world returns to chaos as Asha’da requires a new ruler.

797: The Varesk mercenary force is hired to destroy the Borgias remnants.

1. I am sorry if the world are illegible, I will get a better map soon.
2. The territory that is light but has a line around it are lands that were previously part of Asha'da.
3. This map will suffer very many edits.

First, fantasy; this is set in a completely different world but it is not much of a fantasy world, the only humanoid types are Humans. There is a bit of magic but it isn’t that kind of magic, it is more divination-from-the-insides-of-a-dead-creature kind, not the shooting fire balls left and right. One aspect that is higher fantasy though is that there are monsters such as dragons, golems, basilisks and all those other good things. Now, onto technology, everyone is using crude, primitive weapons, there are no guns, cannons or gunpowder. And the world is basically set in a very ancient world.

Before I go any further with my time systems and everything I warn you all once again they are not going to probably make much sense.

A year consists of 360 days; broken down into two ‘season’ the first half of the year is called Zyunar while the second half is called Zar. Each half is one-hundred-eighty days long.

Each day is sixty hours long (an hour is still sixty minutes and a minute is still sixty seconds) broken down into two different times (similar to day and night); these times are, however, affected by what half of the year people are living in.

During Zyunar: The first part of the day is the light portion, it lasts for about twenty hours, it is roughly equivalent with a very early morning, think about half an hour after sunrise. And the second part of the day is the darker portion. The darker portion is not night, it is more like late evening. There is no moon and only bright stars light the night sky.

During Zar: The lighter part of the day lasts for 40 hours and is equivalent to noon, namely when the sun is at its hottest. The second half of the day is similar to our sunset, there are several stars in the sky but a hazy fog slightly blurs their visibility, there are also two large, red moons.

In Ashbiet there is somewhat of a restriction when it comes to terrains, and they are listed as follows.

Terrains that can be found in Ashbiet: Prairie/plains, desert, rock-land, wasteland and jungles; anything that is not the previously mentioned would be very rare to non-existent.

And in regard to weather almost all types of weather can be found here, depending on the place you are in. But primarily Zar is the hotter ‘season’ while Zyunar is the colder ‘season.’ Thus being said, snow only occurs during Zyunar; however, heavy rains are present in both ‘seasons.’

Descriptions will arrive soon:

Behemoth
Dragons
Giants
Golem
Griffin
Harpy
Hydra
Minotaur
Naga’s
Ogres
Unicorns

The Varesk:

Before the Varesk Massacre: Originally the Varesk were a group of nomadic people who had some form of infamy for their talented mercenaries, but they were not always good at finding jobs, and the nobles only viewed them as pawns, so the Varesk people remained wandering the lands with little money in their pockets. The Varesk warriors were an important part of the cultures existence; they were people (both men and women) who would train extensively to prove their fighting prowess and earn their place among the mercenaries. The Varesk was ruled by two people; the one that handled everything relating to the battlefield (The Isinto) and the one who handled everything else (The Asanto).

After the Varesk Massacre: Everyone who was not capable of defending themselves perished, this included the Asanto, leaving only the Isinto to rule over the remaining people which was fine considering the only people remaining were warriors. And so the nomadic tribe of the Varesk became the ruthless Varesk mercenaries, with less in their lives to care about they became far better soldiers, accepting there place as nothing but soldiers for the nobilities ambitious games.

Rules:

1. All guild rules apply.
2. No god-moding.
3. Limited Metagaming.
4. As creator, I am the DM/GM so my word is law.
5. These rules are subject to change at any time.
6. There is no playable character limit, but keep them within your control.
7. Read the rules.

Name: If it doesn’t seem to fit the setting do not use it, of course if it is in your own culture…
Age: Keep it realistic.
Gender: Your gender.
Appearance: Picture or words.

Heritage: Where were you born? Were you of mixed blood? (If it is from a place you created describe it)
Ranking: Rank by birth/Current ranking.
Allegiance: With whom do your loyalties lie?

Personality: Feel free to keep this brief, people change a lot.
Biography: What made you who you are? Why do you do what you do?

Skills: Abilities you have, combat related or not.
Weaknesses: Ones that actually affect you.
Equipment: What do you use to fight with? What protection do you wear?

Other: Anything else you’d like to add?

*The Role as commander of the Borgias force is still open to be played, if no one wishes to play him by the time he is required he will become an NPC. Also, anyone is free to play a child of Daravid; either through Isia (773-776) or Emilira (780-795).

Xicaphor|Vlexia|Begger
Thalos LiMeraxes|Syntax Error|Banished Prince
Lord Calmin Altet|rpg101|Veteran General
Spadus Oxa|Dave|Smith
Kelan Adani|Hellis|Murrian Warrior
GantHekazu|Arthurian Purity Fist
Yngvar Warborn|Syntax Error|Varesk Commander

News:
September 16th update: IC is up. I am terribly sorry about the wait.

August 30th update: I shall be gone Thursday-Sunday; and I will read all new sheets as soon as I am back. I've added another section to the world information titled "Countries and Clans" it currently only contains info on the Varesk. And lastly does anyone here have a preference of starting the story in Zar or Zyunar?

[Vlexia]

Let me know what I, undoubtedly, need to change….

Name: Xicaphor

Age: 32

Gender: Female

Appearance: She has pallid skin, the color of a corpse and she is physically cold to the touch. Her eyes are glazed over with pools of crimson, they lack pupils, and are almond shaped beneath high arched eyebrows. In another life, she would, perhaps, be viewed as beautiful. Her fine bone structure and long thick, dark red hair trails down her back like a bloody waterfall. But whatever beauty she may have had at one point is always overlooked by her obscene ways. Her hair is in a tangle mass around her face, she dresses in rags all the time, her arms and legs are long and lanky, and the woman is very thin. She doesn’t walk often, mostly crawls everywhere, slithering through the muck of the streets in the world she was cursed to live. Her fingers are red, stained from years of being submerged in blood. She has fangs like a snake that can lengthen and become longer if the time arises. The woman also has a forked tongue due to her diluted blood and ancestry.

Heritage: She was born in Imiga, but her heritage stems from a foreign ancestry that branched off form the race of the Guivre, a serpentine race that interpopulated throughout history and is now randomly traced down many generations later. Xicaphor had qualities of this old race through her fantastic eyesight in the dark along with her sharpened canines and forked tongue. Her father was a shaman and her mother was a witch, and the child they produced was Xicaphor, a prophetess.

Ranking: Begger in the streets of the capitol area of Asha’da

Allegiance: To Prince Desein. He was born singly and alone, unlike the twins before him who have never been accounted for. He deserves the throne.

Personality: Completely deranged. She lurks in the shadows and shies away from the light, coming out only at night. But despite her predicament, Xicaphor is cunning, intelligent, trapped in the mastery of her own advanced mind, and she speaks in riddles and rhymes most of the time. She has a gift of foresight, yet is shunned from the temples due to her cursed state of everlasting insanity and madness. She doesn’t mind people, but doesn’t seek them out either.

Biography: She went crazed after trying to leave a secret cult known as The Blood Bathers, but was cursed to lose her mind after she threatened to tell everyone all that went on in the sinister walls of the catacombs that the cult lived in. That occurred at the young age of 22, and ever since then she was wandered the streets, selling profound fortunes for pennies just to get by, rumors of the female’s prophesying words travel throughout the city but most shrug them off as wild stories and soon forget them.

Skills: She has the gift of foresight, the ability to prophesy, and the uncanny skill of translating dreams. She is well known for what she does, and everything she says has indeed come true down to the last detail.

Weaknesses: Physical strength, the woman is weak due to malnutrition. She is also insane, lacking the ability to make sound decisions unless she is asked a question. She mostly mumbles but when a future scene transcribes across her mind she speaks in a deep, sonfident, clear and raspy voice. Her eyes are also extremely sensitive to light so she tries to avoid the sun altogether.

Equipment: Xicaphor has worn the same cloths for years. They are thin bits of cloth that hang off her body with large gaping holes and stains from injuries in the past. She also wears a thick collar around her neck that has chaffed the skin raw. This is further punishment from the Cult she left, the band of metal has symbolic meaning, displaying to everyone who looks upon her that they are a slave to their own fate. They can do nothing to avoid what destiny has planned. Xicaphor has grown eerily attached to the metal collar, the band long ago stained from the blood under it as if gradually tore away at her flesh

Other: Despite her appearance and animalistic, the woman is harmless. She has never hurt anyone in her life and has simply been forever cursed to the live she knows. The woman does, however, live in the gutter, and is often seen crawling through the cobblestone streets with the dead half of a dead rat in her lips. She would be extremely valuable if she was ever to be found by the right people.

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Name: Thalos LiMeraxes
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Appearance:
Thalos has a tan complexion, but is noticeably more pale than most people that dwell in desert lands. He has mid length well groomed black hair, and dark violet colored iris'. Thalos stands a little taller than six foot and possesses a slim(almost scrawny) build. That is not to say that he isn't muscular. Though he has yet to participate in actual battle, he's been well trained physically from birth.


Heritage: Thalos was born of pure royal blood in Val' Espa.
A military state located in the far south east(relative to Asha'da). Val' Espa is a desert land, with it's capitol and surrounding villages concentrated around the 5 oasis' that can be found there. For countless generations it has been ruled by The King of Flames and the royal family, the Fireborn, believed to be the descendents of dragons.

Val' Espa is centralized on its military, and operates on a caste system:

Espar- Active soldiers and their families. The Espar enjoy full rights as citizens in Val' Espa. They pay taxes, are paid salaries, and both men and women are required to undergo education and military training.

Betha- Free men and their families(mostly freed slaves and descendents of freed slaves) that are not granted citizenship rights. They mainly work as care-takers, Inn keepers, groundskeepers, and merchants or messengers that are free to travel back and forth from Val' Espa and the other kingdoms. They are required to pay taxes, but are not given any kind of payment from the royal family.

Val' Aurok- Slaves and non-native people of Val' Espa. They are freely bought and traded laborers for the Espar. They mainly hunt and gather food, clean homes, and serve their masters in many other ways. They are only given what their masters bid them worthy of having.

Val' Espa is most famed for their partnership with, and worship of, the native dragons of their heated desert home. It was once a grand empire that spanned the entire southern landscape of Ashbiet, but receeded back into Val' Espa when the Fireborn mysteriously lost their ability to command dragons into battle. Some suggest that the Fireborn ancestors broke an ancient contract they had formed with the winged beasts, other scholars suggest that the dragons lost their intelligence over the years and reverted back to a wild and beastly nature. Whatever the reason, it remains a complete mystery, or perhaps a well guarded secret kept by the Fireborn.

Despite the Fireborn being unable to control them, the dragons of Val' Espa coexist peacefully (for the most part) with it's people. They keep to themselves in their mountain nests, but have been known to attack the armies of other kingdoms that would dare cross Val' Espa's borders. Whipping up sandstorms with their wings and razing entire platoons to smoldering ash. Still, they haven't travelled outside of the desert since the time of the Empire. An Esparian dragon hasn't been seen outside of the kingdom in over 400 years.

Natives of Val' Espa are generally of a tanned complexion due to the harsh sunlight of their desert dwelling. They are of various heights, though most men stand around six foot, with the women reaching as high as 5'6". They possess darker colored hair (black and brown), with lighter eye colors (green and blue). However, those of the royal family almost always have dark shades of either purple or yellow iris'. This is called "the mark of the dragon", thought to be the proof that the Fireborn somehow share a blood relation to the native dragons of Val' Espa.

Esparian royalty are given one of three honorary titles attached to their surnames after being examined by a shaman at birth. These honoraries signify what type of role they fit in ruling the country. The three are:

Li- Assinged to be bred for battle and military leaders. These Fireborn are trained from birth on military strategy and prowess in physical combat.

Se- Assigned to fulfill governing positions and handle domestic matters dealing with the Esparian people and the kingdom's lands.

T'- Assigned to the nation's spiritual concerns. Often refered to as Dragon Shaman, these Fireborn direct ceremonies and rituals honoring the mighty beast brethren of their homeland. They are also trained to examine both Fireborn and Espar children when born to deem them strong and worthy of life, or weak and sentence them to be offered as sacrifice to the dragons.

In the days of the Esparian Empire, there was a fourth honorary title given, Drasi. These were the Fireborn destined to learn the arts of taming and commanding dragons. Though no one among the royal family has been given the title since Val' Espa's last Emperor came to pass.

Ranking: Sovereign Prince/Mercenary

Allegiance: Neautral, for now

Personality: Thalos is a product of the combination of his upbringing and exile in Val' Espa. He is fair and polite, so long as his company returns the same courtesy. He firmly believes that respect and honor is neither given or earned, but it is taken. One must be willing to crush their enemies and be prepared to be crushed themselves to claim their place in the world.

He is the strong and silent type, a strategical thinker, prefering to outwit a situation or disarm an enemy than charge and let his emotions control him.

Biography: Thalos was born to Magnier LiMeraxes the Flame King and one of his four brides, Hael SeVeric. Sovereign Prince of Val' Espa and third in line for the throne. He lived more comfortably, but as with any other Fireborn, his life was dominated by duty. Every day since his birth he was trained in the tactics, strategies, and history of warfare. As well as rigorous lessons in sword and axe handling.

Shortly after his 23rd birthday, three cloaked assassins of unknown origin made an attempt on the King's life. Magnier managed to fend them off and wound one before they made an escape, but was also wounded himself in the battle. The palace of DragonHall was scoured for the assassins or any clues of their whereabouts that may have been left behind by them. Conveniently, an unmarked letter was found in Thalos' bedchamber. He was brought before the throne and the Se lead council. Of course Hael fiercly defended him, but a majority of the council voted for his execution as a traitor.

Magnier was no fool, he knew that there was a sufficient lack of evidence to prove Thalos guilty. Being third in line to succeed him, Thalos also had little to gain from the King's early death. However, Magnier was also in a complex position, he did not want to appear weak willed or sentimental to the council, and if he were to keep Thalos within the kingdom there was the possibility of another attempt on his life while whoever it was continued to frame Thalos. Not excluding the possibility that Thalos himself would be murdered. As a compromising punishment, Magnier decided that Thalos would be exiled from Val' Espa and stripped of his title as well as his claim to the throne.

Upon his departure from the capital of High Espar, Thalos was joined by his best friend Yor and a dozen of soldiers that remained loyal to his name. All of which gladly volunteered their own exile. He and his company are now wandering swords for hire. A few noble lords he has worked for have offered him a place in their court and armies, but he has not considered any of them worthy. He still searches for a way to reclaim his lost honor, though he is not sure how. He and his company are now drawn towards the conflict in Asha'da. Perhaps the lands there had a ruler worthy of his service, if not it would at least be a worthy venture to try and find work.

Important Relations:
He is the son of Magnier LiMeraxes the King of Flames, and is related in some way to every other royalty in Val' Espar. Though, he is exiled.

Though Val' Espa is a mostly secluded country, Thalos has either met or is aware of almost every person of royalty and foreign dignity in Ashbiet.

Skills:
(I'll just bullet point these)
-Swordsmanship
-Archery
-Vast knowledge of warfare including both history and strategy
-Affinity for dragons (meaning only that he has a greater chance of surviving an encounter with one)
-Natural resistance to high heat temperatures

Weaknesses:
-Does not do well in weather considered extremely cold and easily falls ill if exposed to it too long.

-Thalos is easily deceived by women, as well as easily enraged when one is hurt or in danger. Basically, he leaps at any chance to be chivalrous.

-Inexperienced in actual combat.

Equipment: Thalos mostly tends to command his own troops from atop an armored horse in a fight, occasionaly shooting key targets with a shortbow and quiver of arrows. He does possess a steel curved shortsword and a large circular iron shield (standard Esparian army issue).

His armor is mostly composed of hard leather, all except his breastplate and helmet. Both ancient Meraxes keepsakes his mother had stolen from the family armory after his exile, and both made of steel made black from being forged in dragons fire. Other than the black color, there is nothing unusual looking about the breastplate. The helmet, however, is shaped in the likeness of a dragon's skull.

[Sernyx]

Appearance: She has pallid skin, the color of a corpse and she is physically cold to the touch. Her eyes are glazed over with pools of crimson, they lack pupils, and are almond shaped beneath high arched eyebrows. In another life, she would, perhaps, be viewed as beautiful. Her fine bone structure and long thick, dark red hair trails down her back like a bloody waterfall. But whatever beauty she may have had at one point is always overlooked by her obscene ways. Her hair is in a tangle mass around her face, she dresses in rags all the time, her arms and legs are long and lanky, and the woman is very thin. She doesn’t walk often, mostly crawls everywhere, slithering through the muck of the streets in the world she was cursed to live. Her fingers are red, stained from years of being submerged in blood. She has fangs like a snake that can lengthen and become longer if the time arises. The woman also has a forked tongue due to her diluted blood and ancestry.

The only thing I see here are the growing length of her fangs, that is bordering the line towards the likes of fantasy style I would like to avoid for this role play. But before I tell you to absolute be rid of them I would like to hear a little more; how long can they grow? How well is her control over them?

Heritage: She was born in Imiga, but her heritage stems from a foreign ancestry that branched off form the race of the Guivre, a serpentine race that interpopulated throughout history and is now randomly traced down many generations later. Xicaphor had qualities of this old race through her fantastic eyesight in the dark along with her sharpened canines and forked tongue. Her father was a shaman and her mother was a witch, and the child they produced was Xicaphor, a prophetess.

How serpentine are the Guivre?

Everything else seems fine.

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I'm reading over your sheet now Syntax.

[Sernyx]

Despite the Fireborn being unable to control them, the dragons of Val' Espa coexist peacefully (for the most part) with it's people. They keep to themselves in their mountain nests, but have been known to attack the armies of other kingdoms that would dare cross Val' Espa's borders. Whipping up sandstorms with their wings and razing entire platoons to smoldering ash. Still, they haven't travelled outside of the desert since the time of the Empire. An Esparian dragon hasn't been seen outside of the kingdom in over 400 years.

How often is occasionally?

Though bound by blood, the royalty of Val' Espa were no less ruthless than the customs and culture of the society they led. Shortly before his 22nd birthday, Thalos returned home from one of his lessons to find his mother's bloodied and lifeless body lying face down on the stairwell, along with his younger sister Rhaega crying at the foot of the steps, she had been crippled from the waist down and had become blind from trauma.

It wasn't the first time a member of the Fireborn had been killed or injured with no proof or witness as to who commited the act. It was a game among the royalty as old as time, an attempt by one or a group of the Fireborn to clear opposition and bump themselves up the list of heirs to the throne.

Furious, Thalos sought audience with Magnier, and angrily berrated him for not protecting his mother or doing anything to try and uncover the culprit. The King of Flames was dismissive, responding to Thalos' outrage by preaching unwavering faith and support of the old ways: Only the strongest and most daring are fit to rule the kingdom. He reminded him of their creed, "Blood will strenghten, Blood will abide. Fire to conquer, Fire to bind."

Thalos' rage burned deeper at his own father's disinterest in the murdering and disfigurement of his family. He threw a fit and renounced his claim to the throne in front of his father and everyone seated around the throneroom of DragonHall. He cursed the King of Flames and the very nation of Val' Espa itself to be torn apart and drowned by the fire which it so loved and valued more than life. If this was truly a nation that would see cowardly kinslayers and dishonorable snakes as strong leaders, then he would no more be a part of it. This threw the King into an uproar. He exiled the foolhardy prince from Val' Espa, never to rule and never to return. He and his sister with him had been disowned.

I know where you are getting this and cannot accept this much of a copy.

Skills:
(I'll just bullet point these)
-Swordsmanship
-Archery
-Vast knowledge of warfare including both history and strategy
-Affinity for dragons (meaning only that he has a greater chance of surviving an encounter with one)
-Natural resistance to high heat temperatures

Weaknesses:
-Does not do well in weather considered extremely cold and easily falls ill if exposed to it too long.

-Thalos is easily deceived by women, as well as easily enraged when one is hurt or in danger. Basically, he leaps at any chance to be chivalrous.

-Inexperienced in actual combat.

I can only accept this part if his inexperience in battle will actually affect him.

[Vlexia]

The only thing I see here are the growing length of her fangs, that is bordering the line towards the likes of fantasy style I would like to avoid for this role play. But before I tell you to absolute be rid of them I would like to hear a little more; how long can they grow? How well is her control over them?

They are more simply of a natural reaction due to her race. Like a snake that grows its fangs when about to attack. The adrenaline starts to pump with her anger or fear of danger and they simply grow, only about an inch or so. That was my idea anyway.

How serpentine are the Guivre?

My original idea was to have them being based on the actual mythical creature known as the Guivre which, I believe, were actual snakes or dragon-like. Your bestiary tab made me think that was "OK" as long as I didnt push it too far

[rpg101]

Name: Lord Calmin Altet
Age: 53 Zars
Gender: Male





Appearance:

Heritage: Asha’dian through and through
Ranking: Nobleman and one of the commanding officers in the Tashir army.
Allegiance: Lord Altet will see Prince Saralt, the true heir, on the throne.


Personality: Fanatical and skilled, Lord Calmin Altet is a devoted servant of Prince Saralt. He is brave enough to be respected by his men, but he has a ruthless streak that seems to scare them as well. A man of little humor, save for the black comedy that seems to spring from the horrors of war. Altet is not a good diplomat, but he’s useful if you need to intimidate a foreign power.


Biography: Born the son of a minor noble, Calmin Altet was trained as a knight for most of his life. While he was fair enough with the sword, it was military strategy where he found his home. He enlisted during the war with the Borgias and rose swiftly through the ranks. Altet was praised by King Sevhalt and his commanders for being ‘efficient’, which often meant the slaughter of innocents in order to bring hiding Borgia soldiers out into combat.

Immediately after the conquest of the Borgias, a group sprung up in one of the towns proclaiming freedom from their conqueror. Altet was dispatched by King Sevhalt in order to end it. When Altet arrived with his soldiers, he gave the terms of surrender. The Borgias were to turn over their leaders to be executed, or all would face death.

When no leaders were presented, Altet burnt down the village, killed the inhabitants, and left with his men.

After the death of King Sevhalt, Altet watched Queen Emilira very carefully (even more so than he had before, considering she was a Borgia). The only thing stopping the two of them from coming to a head was their love for Prince Saralt, Emilira’s child and Altet’s future king.

When Emilira married King Daravid, Altet openly opposed the union. He went rogue and refused to ‘bend his knee to either foreign bastard’. He, and ‘loyal Asha’dians’ fled the capitol and defeated any soldiers dispatched by Daravid to bring them back for the king’s justice.

After the birth of Prince Desein and the death of Daravid, Altet was pardoned of all crimes and returned to the capitol. There, he bent knee to Prince Saralt and swore to see the boy upon the throne. It was rumored that his pardon had been granted after he helped Queen Emilira escape and helped orchestrate the death of King Daravid. But, such are rumors.

Now, with proper Asha’dian blood to follow, Altet is a noble again. He has been given charge of a number of men in order to end the Borgia resistance. Who knows, in the future he may even be required to make sure Prince Desein doesn’t take the throne of Asha’dia.

Skills:
*Skilled tactician-Altet has spent his life devoted to warfare. He is perhaps one of the best commanders in Asha’dian
*Experienced Warrior-Actual combat has taught Altet that sometimes, chivalry isn’t what you need on the battlefield.
*Anointed Knight-Trained in the ways of combat, Altet can ride, read, and wield a sword.

Weaknesses:
*Getting old-Oh sure he can cut up a few runts or newly anointed knights, but Altet is getting old, and can’t swing a sword as well as he used to.
*Hated-Due to his ruthless tactics and actions against the Borgias, people, even fellow Asha’dians don’t exactly love Altet.
*Nationalist-Foreigners are expendable allies at best, heretics at worst. Asha’dians are the only ones that deserve anything more than slavery.


Equipment: Altet, like any good knight or noble, has a set of armor and a warhorse for battle. Along with a sword with a hilt designed for a one or two handed grip, and a shield.

[Dave]

Name: Spadus Oxa
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Appearance: Spadus, if he had been born of noble blood, would presently be a fresh-faced young thing who looks like he's never worked a day in his life. However, he was not born into noble blood, however noble you may consider a family of smiths to be. Spadus's father was a smith, and so Spadus too would be a smith. He is a smith, and so he looks like one. If you were to use a single word to encapsulate the whole of Spadus's physical aspects, the word would be "leathery". Every part of him, from his limp black hair to his flat dull gray eyes to his skin itself looks as aged and worn as the cover of a well-handled book. He isn't gaunt, per se, but if he were to get any thinner, "gaunt" would be an adequate description. Muscle is there, but not in profusion. His thin face is marked with the faded splotch of a burn long since healed, a kind of grisly badge of honor of his training. His clothes are plain but well-made: a simple off-white tunic, brown ankle-length breeches, and leather shoes.

Heritage: Born to a family of mildly prestigious smiths in what remains of the Borgias' territory
Ranking: Civilian/Foot soldier
Allegiance: Though the Borgias are not too concerned(as far as Spadus can tell) with who takes the throne next and are more concerned about defending themselves against said throne, Spadus himself is hoping that Alsarod or Desein will come through. Anyone's better than the son of the man who so savagely attacked his people.

Personality: Spadus is rational. He finds peace in rationality because it solves problems and gets things done. If he cannot change something, he sees no reason to fret over it. He's more enlightened than he is boring; his worldview is simply composed of plain pieces that fit together well. He speaks tersely but not reluctantly. His ideals are the result of rational study of his environment, not what his father or his commander told him.

Biography: A simple life of smithing with his father, his only remaining family in the wake of the Varesk massacre, was rudely interrupted by yet another Varesk invasion. The Borgia army was not exactly at its full strength for weathering this attack, and so Spadus and his father were both conscripted and put into different legions. Spadus, having never experienced a fight or any sort of change of this magnitude in his life, is now having difficulties adjusting to life as a warrior.

Skills:
-Smithing
-Reasoning/mediating disputes

Weaknesses:
-No combat experience beyond basic training
-Slow to react

Equipment:
-Iron shortsword
-Wooden shield
-Mail shirt

Other: He's not as one-dimensional as he looks, I swear. Haha.

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How often is occasionally?

If you mean how often a dragon would attack outsiders, the answer would be not often. They would most likely attack armies or travelers that would pass through areas close to where they nest. It would take a person with knowledge of the land to direct a safe path to travel and keep distance from any dragon dwellings.

I know where you are getting this and cannot accept this much of a copy.

fair enough, it's been edited.

I can only accept this part if his inexperience in battle will actually affect him.

His inexperience in actual combat will indefinitely effect him in any confrontation were he to be separated from his small group of soldiers. Elements such as "dirty/dishonorable fighting" and foreign or new techniques aren't something even years of practice battle could prepare him for.

[Hellis]

working on a cs here, Hope you don't mind but I have forsaken the Assassin Cult for Sea Raiders instead.