I didn't get a chance to defend my actions, and since the GM has spoken I won't say another thing on the subject other than I'm sorry I controlled things I shouldn't have.

Apology accepted, and I appologize to Lio for controlling his bird, but I'm keeping the skill because it's a thing I think Minato should have.

Oh hey, I noticed that there are half-elves for players to be. Does that mean that there are half-dwarves and other crossbreeds? Or is it really just an elf-human thing?

make a half elf, half orc character. Give them a typical animu prettyboy face and maybe even long hair but make them all ork otherwise.

Not really any other crossbreeds, well none that PCs can really play anyways. Technically half-dwarf could be possible but I don't know how it would look like, or how it would work.

It would be a human that's relatively short but ripped as hell.

But k, I'll just make my quarter-troll, quarter-orc, half-human disappear now.

I like the idea of a half troll that looks and acts entirely human, but when they get mad or scared they grow fangs, horns and gain superhuman strength.

mmm, dose sexy half-orc boobies

aw gosh gets me hard every time.

ERode said

Muscly man boobs are called pecs at that point.

Yo. I'm attending ceremonies presently. I got ribbons to cut and babies to kiss. I'll post sometime tonight.

I generally think that hammers and axes are rare in RPs. So I decided to get both.

Name: Dry Wolfblood Aelious
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Race: Half Human, Half Dwarf

Personality: Dry, despite his name, isn't a cynical, sarcastic, pessimistic person with a talent for pissing people off. No, this Half-Dwarf is a man of vim and vigor, one who has a penchant for hard liquor and a preference for hard labor. Vivacious and reckless, yet surprisingly responsible and kind, he's the type of person who would carry the burdens of others during a mountain-climbing expedition, while also jumping into a den of wolves in order to secure shelter for the night. Though not exactly the most academic or scholarly amongst the knights, and perhaps more than just a little rough around the edges, he could be considered one who's the slowest to anger, in any situation. Then again, his fighting style is also something that is irrationally vicious and dishonorable, so most people wouldn't want to test his patience regardless.

Appearance: A figure that appears much larger than his actual height of 5'5, Dry Aelious is a man with gray-white hair and blue eyes, his hair cut so that it stays out of his eyes. Due in part to his dwarf-blood, his facial hair grows at an extraordinary rate, to the extent where he needs to shave his beard at least thrice a day just to keep it in the stubbly phase. His build is extremely muscular, possible due to his half-blood nature and maintained by constant physical exertion, and overall, he simply has an aura around him, a confident swagger that makes him seem so much taller than he actually is. He wears the many scars on his body with pride, considering them to be badges of honor, even when they're technically just the results of him not being the smartest, sanest person amongst the Knights.

In combat, and pretty much everywhere else, he's prone to wearing a shirt, shorts, leather greaves, boots, and perhaps some sort of armor on his arms. Minimalistic, really. During colder weather, he dons his bear fur cloak, for that extra style.

Backstory: Once, there was a young soldier who was drunk in a bar in the Westlands. With his preference for girls who were smaller than himself, he managed to score with one of the bar maidens, and brought her to his room. The next morning, he woke up to find that he had slept with a dwarven girl, promptly threw up his dinner, recovered almost instantly from his hangover, and ran off, far, far away. A few weeks later, it was confirmed that the dwarf girl had become pregnant with a child, and the whole tavern community banded to care for her. A few months after that, Dry, the half-dwarf, was born. One minute after he was plopped out, his fraternal sister also came out.

The Choosing happened the following year, and after the separation, Dry is constantly reminded of the distance between the two, a biting emptiness that nags at him during the late hours of the night. He writes to his family often, and was even sent a painting of his mother's marriage to a proper, gentlemanly dwarf herder, but other than that, has no idea what they even look like.

Knight's Raiment
The Earthcarver – A massive two-handed axe-hammer, the Earthcarver is a weapon that is equal parts terrible and majestic. As if carved out of a single block of metal, it has a wickedly hooked axeblade on one side, the inscriptions along the edge of the blade depicting a menagerie of monsters. On the other side is a grand hammerhead shaped in a large cylinder and gilded in a red crystal, as if it were magma seeping from the cracks in the earth. The other end of the Earthcarver is a deadly spike, and the shaft of the axe is of dark brown leather. All in all, this weapon reaches the length of five feet.

Its weight, though, is of little to no concern, as this particular Knight's Raiment possesses the power to freely change its own weight in accordance to Dry's wishes. Indeed, this weight manipulation is to the extent where he is capable of separating the Earthcarver's weight into two categories: the weight that he experiences, and the weight that others experience. Thus, despite its cumbersome appearance, the Earthcarver can be swung at speeds rivaling that of a fencer's sword, even though it bears the weight of a weapon much heavier than what normal humans can use. Generally, a frightfully destructive weapon that one would do well to never face head-on.

Skills: Dry Aelious is, first off, a person who's extraordinarily skilled in the art of carpentry and home-making, possibly attributing to the fact that his Earthcarver is pretty much a multi-tool, being able to make holes, chop trees, and hammer down nails. His fighting prowess, either with his weapon or with his bare hands, is also on the side of above average, while his drinking ability has sent quite a few challengers to the hospital for alcohol poisoning. Outside of that though, he has no other talents that weren't taught to him during his studies as a squire. His cooking knowledge, needless to say, revolves around throwing a piece of meat into a fire and waiting until he thinks its safe to eat.

Axe-hammers were fairly common IRL, they're called pollaxes or poleaxes. They usually featured a spike or dagger-like projection from the top end of the shaft, as well.

ERode your CS is accepted. You can either post now or wait a bit until after my next post, your choice.

I'll wait for the next post. No point in keeping everyone else waiting.

Lion, can I have a hug?

Sure, but you'll have to solicit it from someone else :P

I'm saving my hugs for marriage.

That's... odd?