Tides of Change OOC

[DasPuma]

Prologue:

As you walk through the empty halls of the palace, you look around. What you see is a dismal wreck of a once great place. There is mold at one corner of the hall used to entertain guests, the walls splattered with blood. And, where there once stood a glorious throne is now a large hole in the floor. How did it come to this...How did everything go so wrong...Suddenly you hear the marching footsteps of the inhuman soldiers and you prepare to face your fate, you prepare to die for your fallen kingdom...

Backstory:

In the land of Great Undine (Oon-Dine), the empire that currently holds several spheres of influence around the world, bad things are coming into place. Money is going missing from the treasury and all of the Nobles are pointing fingers and preparing for war. You are part of a small team of men that the king has asked to investigate this matter, to save the kingdom. He hired several people from poor or peasant families to help him find out who it was that took the gold. They were tasked with sneaking around and looking through the individual castles of the Lords and Nobles.

The operation went wrong fast, with one of the people hired was found sneaking around an Nobleman's house and was killed on sight. The king, seeing these dangers, tried to call it off. But soon it became public. All of those that were hired for the mission were sent off. Now the kingdom has gone to chaos and a war has started among several of the Nobles and Lords, it is quickly spreading to other areas of the kingdom and will soon threaten even the palace. One of the Noblemen, bent on finishing what the King started, has called in a new group to help him investigate.

You are one of the people called in by the Nobleman, Nabb Meryk to help. He, however, decided to take a different approach to it, rather then the King's less direct method. He has decided that you select few, you chosen few, will go to the castles and take, by force, evidence of the wrong-doings. This direct approach of his worries those that know of the plan, but Nabb has already promised to take full responsibility for whatever goes wrong in it. So with that cushion under your actions you set out to uncover the truth and save your kingdom before it is too late.

Lore:

This is where I will post new pieces of lore as they become important to the Rp.

Undine - The Empire which makes up the setting of the Rp. It encompasses everything from snowy mountains to withered bogs and even several tropical colonies. Lately there have been many social problems and a civil war is brewing up.
King Leon Kalvadas - The ruler of Undine, he has become very worried about his kingdom's state and is working to stop the civil war by bringing to light the one who is truly trying to bring the empire to its knees.
Nabb Meryk - The Nobleman who has decided to finish Leon's work. He has brought together all of the characters to find the one spoiled Noble of the bunch and to bring peace back to the chaotic lands you currently live in.

Character Application:

Name:

Age:

Description and Personality(Please be detailed and descriptive)

Back story and Origin(2 Paragraphs at the LEAST)

Magic?:

Weapons?:



Example:

Name: Oliivi Naetah

Age: 17

Description and Personality(Please be detailed and descriptive) She is very short, only coming to a height of 4'9" tall. She has long wavy pink hair that reaches down to her waist and curls up and around it, causing a bit of a wild look at the tips of her hair. She has clear emerald green eyes that seem to shimmer lightly when exposed to any light and seem to always be lively. She is very physically weak but can move with great agility. Her usual attire is a chestnut-brown dress and shoes which are a bit of a softer shade. She is very nice and bubbly most of the time, very few things being able to make her upset. She always tries to find the best in any situation and act as a support for anyone who needs it.

Back story and Origin(2 Paragraphs at the LEAST)
Oliivi's father used to be one of the King's advisers, as such he was very wealthy and very powerful. However, he abused this power to perform corrupt bargains and scandals. When light of this came around he was exiled to the lands to the East, inhabited by a barbaric group of people. Afterwards Oliivi's mother, while still pregnant with her, was removed from the palace and sent out into the wilderness with nothing but shame. She would have died had it not been for a young farmer who happened to find her, he brought her back to his small farm and worked on nursing her back to health. Eventually they fell in love and married, by that time Oliivi was already two years old.

She was raised with three step-brothers, from a young age she showed a great love for magic, even to the point her parents hired a private tutor to teach her more of the arcane arts. Her tutor noticed that she could only perform a minimal amount of spells, however, having what appeared to be a natural neutralizing affect to the magic she created. Because of this he cut her training when she was only six, stating that no matter how much she loved it she could never wield magic purposefully. This has caused her to have a bit of a grudge against most magi, even when marveling at their work.

Lately she has been becoming rather spacey, her parents have been worrying that something might be wrong to cause her to act like this. When the soldiers came to recruit for Nabb's mission she was the first one to volunteer, at first they refused, but she kept pushing it until they had no other choice but to let her in. And so, with that she became the first member of his team and the first one to be on her way to his castle.

Magic?: She doesn't have very much magical ability, being able to cast a few illusion spells and a minor healing spell.

Weapons?: Her usual weapons are two large daggers, with special hilts so they can pivot along the hilt, this allows her to do a greater number of things with her daggers and allows for interchangeable blades.

I will only be accepting 4 people for the slots in this Rp, when all four are filled you may still request an NPC role for a quest, but chances are any NPC characters won't appear more than once.
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[Archangelmike1]

Name: Marious Ritete [Mare-E-Us] [Rit-U-tea]

Age: 22

Description and Personality: Marious is slightly below the average size for males, being 5'9" tall. Marious has well groomed snow white hair. It reaches the base of his neck in the back. The front side of his body, his hair stops shortly before hitting his eyebrows. On each side they curl up slightly at the ears, never reaching past them. Marious' eye color is a crimson red, they seem to eerily glow in the darkest of nights. His body is well built, not overly muscular or a power house in terms of brute strength. Just by looking at him you could most likely tell he is lean and toned, built for swiftness and quick combat. Marious has a dry sense of humor and will often react to situations calmly and as if they were below him. Marious does have a temper problem, if you can get him angry enough he generally explodes in rage. Marious will wear rich looking silk clothing, a dark colored purple robe covers much of his form. His shoes are a black leather shoe with heels that give him an extra few inches. Marious at some point will just give up on a situation if it seems hopeless.

Back story and Origin: Marious comes from a wealthy merchant family. The Ritete merchant clan is some what well known as cheap and crude dealers of both junk and valuable goods. Unlike most children of merchants, Marious grew up privileged. He received three years of education from several tutors in foreign languages, regions of the land, and basic business and peoples skills. Marious' father being the current clan leader of the merchant group gives Marious a great amount of power, which he does enjoy to abuse. When Marious was growing up in the merchant clan, he viewed his father beating and abusing lower merchant members and workers who were used for brief amounts of time when the clan needed a few extra hands. Marious has grown accustom to seeing these acts of violence and now sees it as just another part of life.

As Marious grew to the age of twenty two, his current age, he slowly developed a liking for magic. It started with basic spells that allowed materials such as boxes and crates to lose a substantial amount of weight. Marious is currently nearly on par with adept magi and magic users. His family not being major fans of magic, something that they never understood which probably helped them dislike it, forced Marious to learn some other form of combat. Marious naturally chose a melee weapon with some range to it. A throwing spear was his weapon of choice. While he isn't nearly as advanced with it as he is with magic, Marious is not to be underestimated with his weapon.

As time catches up to Marious, he was itching for a chance to prove himself and expand the wealth and fame of the Ritete family. Naturally he decided to accept the quest that the Noble Nabb Meryk had offered to the people. The soldiers of course needed proving that Marious could even fight or help out in this adventure in anyway. Marious' response was bribing the soldiers with such a ridiculous amount of money (Would put a number to it, but I don't know the currency or how valuable it is,). They accepted the, what some would call, spoiled brat. Marious now is on his way out to the fortress that the Noble Nabb Meryk resides in.

Magic?: Marious is nearly an adept magic user, being able to alter the state of objects in various ways. Not always offensive magical spells though.


Weapons?: Marious' usual weapon is a metallic spear, the point over a foot long and the handle of the spear five feet long. The spear was apparently a very durable weapon, some spell used to keep it from breaking. At least the spear can't be destroyed or broken by most things.

[DasPuma]

-Snip-

Hmm, Denied.

[Archangelmike1]

Hmmm? I accept being accepted.

[maxxorlord]

Name: Charles Bosworth The Honorable

Age: 22

Description and Personality: Charles stands at six foot two. His brown eyes are soft and compassionate, at least when not facing a foe. When he stands before an enemy his eyes pierce harder than any blade could. He usually dons a traditional suit of chain and plate armor, with a tunic covering it, and a full face Templar's helm. The tunic is black, with a white bear standing on it's hind legs, it's arms reaching towards the sky. His face isn't as soft as his eyes, however. It is clean and pointed, any hints of boyhood long gone. His deep brown hair reaches the bottom of his neck, always straightened, naturally. His build is rather athletic, due to the hard training endured as a knight.

Back story and Origin: Charles was born as the son of a bannermen for one of the lords in Undine. His mother was the daughter of said noble. Charles spent his younger years like every other boy of a bannerman, learning the ways of discipline and chivalry. He spent his boyhood years as a page learning the ways of the nobles of Undine. The noble he was assigned under as a page quickly saw that Charles was able to hold his own in the realm, even as a boy.

When Charles turned the age of fourteen, he became a squire under Sir Buckington, a knight for one of the many lords of the land. He was trained in the arts of hunting, sword fighting, and horseback riding. It took some getting used to for him to really learn how to wield a blade, but riding a horse seemed second nature to Bosworth. He was easily capable of riding at the same level as his master, but he couldn't seem to gain a grasp on swordsmanship. It took time and much effort and discipline, but Charles finally learned what it truly was to be a swordsman.

When Charles turned eighteen, his master donned him with his own set of armor, and took off the leather that he was used to using. He was given a new blade and shield as well. He bowed before the local priest and lord, and gave the oath of fealty to his lord and land. He was given the title Sir Bosworth, and was assigned to Ironhold Keep, under Lord Henry IV.

One fateful day, Sir Bosworth was riding his gray steed, named Deliverance, through a village under Lord Henry's protection when he came upon a dreadful sight. A young woman being brutally assaulted by a group of four brigands. Sit Bosworth charged down the blighters, and smote them in the name of lord and land. A bloody skirmish took place, where knight was pitted against bloodthirsty thieves and bandits. The sound of clashing steel and ripping flesh could be heard from the village as the battle raged. Within minutes the brigands lay as bloody corpses on the roadside, Charles stood over them, holding his blade towards the heavens in victory. Sir Bosworth took the maiden to the keep, where he learned that she was of noble birth, travelling alone to not attract attention to herself (Which obviously failed).

The two were engaged, and it would seem this was a tale of good ending. That, was not the case. One year after their marriage Charles's wife was struck with disease, and fell ill, dying within a month. A few weeks after her death is when the war began, and Lord Henry was eager to send his knights to battle. Sir Bosworth was given the name 'The Honorable' after a duel during one of these battle with Lord Henry's rival lords in which Charles aloud him to live after beating him in a fair fight.

Magic?: Magic, you say? Magic is for the feeble minded!

Weapons?: An elegantly crafted sword made by the finest Swordsmith in Undine, with a shield to match.

[DasPuma]

I'll wait until you do your Back Story.

[maxxorlord]

There 'ya go, Keryn!

[maxxorlord]

Bumper cars? .-.