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Crossroads of Astas

Things seem to be at peace in the world of Astas. The three moons watch over the nights as they have since the birth of the world and light up the night sky for the lands. It’s nearing autumn and the vibrant green of the forests and grass start to slowly shift colors and the summer wind is turning cool. The markets are now bustling as people prepare to stock their pantry with food over the window and no more so than in the great Crossroad city of Vekia. The famed trade city is overflowing with trade from nearly all the corners of Astas from the dwarven city if Crimson Keep in Alderia to the deserts of Ryyz and the leather that the sandy wasteland procures. But the great center of Astas doesn't just see wares from every corner from the world but so does it see every sort of person from the world. Warriors, Mercenaries, Mages and other people seeking to find their place and fortune in the world. Vekia is the perfect place to meet colorful personalities from places that some hasn’t even heard from before.

Things aren't as peaceful as they seem though. Rumors of assassins that move like shadows, killing noblemen and minor royalty in gruesome manners in Alderia, monsters that snatch innocents from their homes and streets in Dairon, never to be heard from again. No one knows exactly what to make of these incidents despite their best efforts. Nothing has hit the islands in the great sea between the west and the east and the Vekian ruling houses are on the lookout for anything similar to what has been reported in the other nations.

Other than that, the Vekian trade center bustles with activity. Who knows, maybe unlikely friendships will form this autumn.

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Lands of Astas
Astas hold many interesting lands that any adventure would be willing to explore if he or she has the courage.















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Name: Orpheus Orsini

Age: 19

Race: Avignon Human

Appearance: Orpheus is 1.54 metres tall.


Brief History: The only child of Archbishop Alexander III (though in public records, Orpheus is recorded as Alexander's nephew), Orpheus was apparently appointed Grand Inquisitor of the Archbishopric of Avignon 3 years ago. Apparently, he has effectively ditched the position by taking a joy cruise towards Vekia (He says that he got caught sleeping with the niece of a bishop). Orpheus's position was not earned by merit, quite obviously.

Gear and Possessions: He has the insignia of the Grand Inquisitor, which is a small golden badge shaped like a shield that can seal up minor cuts by pressing onto them. He also has his sword and shield, both of which are well-made and inconspicuous.

Skills Orpheus is a skilled sword-fighter, using both sword and shield in combat. However, his small size and lack of bulk makes him ill-suited for prolonged warfare. He's also... quite the flirter. He also has a musical ear, often earning his keep by singing or playing music.

Personality: Best described as a 'fop', Orpheus always has a wisecrack to make and a flirtatious line to throw at a lady. (Strangely, he backs off if a lady shows too much interest in sleeping with him, though.) To others, he seems like someone living in the moment.
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Gear & Possessions:
Other than his leather armor and ironoak bow(for which he can craft arrows), Seralis carries little in the manner of personal effects. He carries traveling equipment with him, or course, but other than that he holds no possession worthy of mention.

Skills & Abilities:
First and foremost, Seralis is a formidable archer. He has been using a bow seen he had been old enough to hunt, and his years of practical experience are apparent in his well toned arms and steady aim. Used to traversing twisted tree limbs and scattered rocks, sinking bogs and entangling vines, Seralis can navigate close to any environ with relative ease, and has come to have an imposing acrobatics skill set. He is also a proficient alchemist and herbalist, as he hails from one of the most prosperous sources of such ingredients around. He also has an easy time taming, riding and communicating with animals, especially those of bestial proportions.

Personality:
Seralis is a personable man, with pleasing colloquy and a congenial attitude, although he does at times appear reserved. It is not hesitation that stills his tongue, but the fact that he finds some humans quite strange here in the North. He likes to laugh, and believes life is to be enjoyed. He is morally upright, but not to the point of preaching. He is kindhearted and good-natured, and often puts others before himself. He'll help those in need without payment, or an expectation of reward. It is important to note that he has integrity, not callowness.

History:
Seralis was raised among his reclusive kin in the Southern Kazul Jungle. Here, the bogs would freeze in the night, and leave the elves in a dreadfully cold, inhospitable mire of muck and creeping flora. The clan made temporary homes in mangrove orchards, moving with the seasons to stay alive. He was conditioned since youth to survive in unfavorable conditions. The clan was small, but its size was in part due to the difficulty to provide for large groups of people in this environment. There were others his age, luckily for him, companions in a harsh world of baying beasts and perpetual fog. They were all driven hard by necessity; Seralis was carrying a bow when it was larger than he was.

When he was just 14, Seralis's tribe discovered upon an Alderian settlement while traveling through unfamiliar coast land. The humans seemed surprised, because often the elves ignored their presence. Their settlement was small, but had a port for the transport of harvested goods. At first, the two did not interact past passing glances on the edge of the forest. However, that winter was particularly harsh. He doesn't remember exactly how it started, whether it be from a gift or service exchange, but the elves and the humans were unexpectedly brought together by that winter. In the following warmer months, the settlement and the tribe reached an understand. The elves could bring them rare and expensive herbs, flowers, and other natural resources, while the elves benefited from the human's agriculture and farming. Seralis didn't spend much time with humans until he was older - around 20 years old.

When he came of age, Seralis was able to mingle amongst the humans freely. There weren't many people in the settlement, but he was fascinated by the variety between them. Seralis could speak to ten humans, and get ten completely different perspectives. He spent much time with the humans, even staying with them when his tribe left for short periods of time. Seralis grew fond of the shorter lived race, and had decided to stay as an ambassador of sorts, because their cultivation of the surrounding grounds sometimes came with the vexation of elves that wandered near. He was happy to help, and be a bridge between to two peoples.

The more time he spent in that settlement, the more Seralis was enamored by the ships sailing away on rolling waves and churning winds; the dock was his favorite place to visit. Eventually, his wanderlust took hold, and he sailed away on one of those ships, looking forward to adventuring in human lands. He became fast friends with the crew, and actually stayed with the cargo ship as a guard (as well as a deckhand - he thoroughly enjoyed doing such). The traveled from Alderia to Avignon, which he found unsavory with a pompous air of superiority, and then north the Vekia, where he departed from the ship with promises to return in later years. Seralis has been in Vekia for a little more than three years, and has enjoyed every second of it, for it is rife with human diversity.
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Name: Eriil Moonborn
Gender: Male
Age: 34
Race: Vekian Human(Full Lycanthrope)
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Gear & Possessions:(Refer to Appearance for Clothing.)

Skills & Abilities: Eriil, apart from being a Lycan, is a master huntsmen, tracker, and all around woodsmen. His ages of obsession with predators has made him a man built for the wild and all of it's glory. Outside of that aspect of himself though, he has trained with a shield and lance and those are his primary weapons.

Personality: Eriil, after being forced under the power of the moons by the bite of a lycan, slowly grew into the man he is now, an obsessive, compulsive, predator. He seems charming enough on the rouse of most days, but beneath his human flesh lies the sleeping fur of a ravenous beast that he quite frankly adores, and it willing to let out at any time he can. He seems ill-met on most days, even with a his seemingly respectable charm, but becomes practically exuberant as any of the Full moons come close to rising.

History: Eriil was once a young fisher's bow in Vekia, but his days as a normal man came to close when a Lycan passing through the area, caught unknowingly on the night of a full moon, was forced into his beast form and sent out to satisfy his hungry. The beast made it's way to several fishing homes around the area where Eriil lived and it tore through body after body before finally coming to Eriil's home by the close of the night. He slaughtered Eriil's parents and almost did so to the boy, but after getting just one bite off on his right leg, the moon fell and the beast was once more a human, the woman who had bitten Eriil now lay before him, stripped of her morality, clothing, and heart. She looked upon her carnage and the boy who lay bleeding and crying before, a mere boy of no more then ten years of age, had become a victim of her curse, and while at first she pondered curing him, she knew the curse's mark would be to much for a boy, and thus she carried him off and raised him as her own for what time she could, but even her own vision was clouded as Eriil grew into a man. He clouded her once slightly moral judgement and made her into a cold beast, like himself. They embraced the moons together and ran as Pack siblings for what time they could, until the woman met her end by another Lycan.

Eriil was not as heartbroken as he should have been, rather he took in her killer for a time, before he too had to be put down, for attempting to kill Eriil. Eriil now resides in Vekia, in a temporary home, as a man of business peddling his lance arm for a few coins here and there, before venturing to larger lands during the rise of the jeweled moons to hunt and enact his plans against trading caravans and noble caravans.
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We need estrogen.
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Updated the OP with more info but still left some things to be expanded upon.

All Cses that are up are accepted. I like what you did with it, Peyote.
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Ontus love the Inigo profile pic ;) yay another FE fan. CS will be up shortly. Profile meant character...nice one

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Oh right I forgot that Inigo could have that hair colour.
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Well it's not just the hair color, it's the face and everything lol.
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• Name: Erik Huldstone
• Gender: Male
• Age: 254 years.
• Race: Rath'kar

• Appearance: 9'11" 312lbs.
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• Gear & Possessions: Erik has his mask that he made oh so many years ago. His armor is a light steel chainmail mixed with hides from animals. His weaponry is a long-handled ash spear, the tip also steel. He has a sword, a curved bladed weapon made for slicing and hacking (Scimitar), not for stabbing; this is made from Darrion forged steel, the blade itself having a wavy pattern. He possesses a large wooden shield, just in case of emergencies. He has a whip, the length of the weapon covered in thorns and spikes. His armor and weaponry are rather plain, nothing is standout about them. Erik's most prized possession is his wyvern, Iron Tooth. Iron Tooth is 10 meters long, with a wingspan of about 12 meters. His venom comes from a poisonous tail, looking similar to a scorpion's.
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• Skills & Abilities: Erik is a skilled wyvern handler, as well as a skilled warrior in the field of battle. He wields his spear or whip while riding his wyvern, and his sword and shield if on the ground. He has no other useful skills other than fighting, cooking, and tending to his and his mount's wounds. He isn't very social, but he is civil. He understands beasts, but he prefers to keep to his own. He is a mercenary, first and foremost. Unfit for social niceties, Erik trains alone when not on a mission.
• Personality: Normally Erik keeps to his only friend, Iron Tooth. His only other friends would be the trader in town whom he buys supplies off of. Erik is not what you would call a social person. He wears his mask often, and replies to questions with noncommittal grunts, or shakes and nods form his head. He is a simple man, not living in luxury, but not living in poverty. He has acknowledged that aside from his great beast, he is not a very interesting or exciting man. Recently, Erik has begun to seek out the comforts of another person, whoever that might be. Perhaps all of the years alone have finally gotten to him, and he requires a friend. Or perhaps he is just looking for more work. Erik believes that he may need a friend.
• History: Erik was born and raised in the army. His father was in the army, and his grandfather was in the great war. All he knows is war. When he reached adulthood, after carving his mask, he showed great aptitude in fighting with the spear. His father was a wyvern-rider as well, and had instructed him in the art of riding a beast. Of course, it was more difficult than it sounded, but what did Erik have if not patience? His kind far outlived humans, and in a few years. he had mastered his own beast. He attached himself to a small company of skirmishers and scouts, and has been keeping the immediate area outside Crimson Keep safe ever since then.
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Ontos said
We need estrogen.


I can throw down some boobs...?
>.>
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• Name: Luka
• Gender: Female
• Age: 24
• Race: Dairon Human
• Appearance:
Five foot, five inches in height. Eyes are light orange.

• Gear & Possessions:
-A (rather skimpy) armour set made up of bone, forged steel, hard leather, and flowing silk.
-Her usual bladed, chain whip
-A set of throwing knives
-Pair of Iron Claws
-A lucky red headband
-An 'arrow catching' blue silk cape
• Skills & Abilities:
-Skilled brawler
-Skilled dancer
-Weapon talented
-Self-taught/freestyle dance fighting skill
-General badassery
• Personality:
It seems that she’s pretty easy-going, wild-child, no matter the situation. To her, life seems too short to hold grudges, too short to invest too much attachment to anything. At the moment, she is heavily focused on living out her life, and having a great adventure. Despite being easy-going and chill, she is a real wild-child, and loves a good fight here or there, with or without a weapon…heck, she’d wrestling/tussle/grapple with anybody who asks.
• History:
Luka is the daughter of the head of a lesser clan of Dairon, and despite the way she acts, she is very set on tradition and following her clan’s rules. Like her own adventurous mother before her, she is allowed to live the life of an adventurer till she is finally married…well, actually, she is married to the youngest of the emperor's dozen sons…but since her spouse is roughly half her age, she still has 4-8 more years to do her before she has to settle down into the role of wife.
She is currently travelling about as a mercenary.
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I need to ask. What happens if Orpheus tries to flirt with Luka?
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(Update made in the OP. Details on Skara Hunters and finished my two character sheets)

Now, first off, Stonedogg.

I am conflicted with your character sheet but not because of history per say or skill set but mostly with appearance.

Name started to bother me at first but I thought about it and Erik Huldstone is fine as the Rath'kar integrated with Dwarves.

It's stated in the OP that Rath'Kar are known for colorful hair and eyes yet not having much facial hair yet he has plain brown hair, brown eyes and a full beard. And being 9 feet tall is TALL even for a Rath'Kar but I never specified on how tall Rath'kar could get so it does't matter. 9 feet is quite fine for an exceptionally tall rath'kar.

I do on the other hand have some problems with the Wyvern It worries me because of the flight. But I did hint at that Wyverns had been trained by some to ride, just that it was exceptionally difficult and considered more trouble than it's worth by most who attempt it.
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(Update made in the OP. Details on Skara Hunters and finished my two character sheets)

Now, first off, Stonedogg.

I am conflicted with your character sheet but not because of history per say or skill set but mostly with appearance.

Name started to bother me at first but I thought about it and Erik Huldstone is fine as the Rath'kar integrated with Dwarves.

It's stated in the OP that Rath'Kar are known for colorful hair and eyes yet not having much facial hair yet he has plain brown hair, brown eyes and a full beard. And being 9 feet tall is TALL even for a Rath'Kar but I never specified on how tall Rath'kar could get so it does't matter. 9 feet is quite fine for an exceptionally tall rath'kar.

I do on the other hand have some problems with the Wyvern It worries me because of the flight. But I did hint at that Wyverns had been trained by some to ride, just that it was exceptionally difficult and considered more trouble than it's worth by most who attempt it.
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(Update made in the OP. Details on Skara Hunters and finished my two character sheets)

Now, first off, Stonedogg.

I am conflicted with your character sheet but not because of history per say or skill set but mostly with appearance.

Name started to bother me at first but I thought about it and Erik Huldstone is fine as the Rath'kar integrated with Dwarves.

It's stated in the OP that Rath'Kar are known for colorful hair and eyes yet not having much facial hair yet he has plain brown hair, brown eyes and a full beard. And being 9 feet tall is TALL even for a Rath'Kar but I never specified on how tall Rath'kar could get so it does't matter. 9 feet is quite fine for an exceptionally tall rath'kar.

I do on the other hand have some problems with the Wyvern It worries me because of the flight. But I did hint at that Wyverns had been trained by some to ride, just that it was exceptionally difficult and considered more trouble than it's worth by most who attempt it.

Major Ursa: Can´t really see anything wrong with Luka. Accepted
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Ontos said
I need to ask. What happens if Orpheus tries to flirt with Luka?


She's prolly pull him by his hair, force her lips on his, make out with him for 3-6 minutes without a break for breathing...before letting him go, letting out a good natured chuckle as she slaps him on the back, then going back to whatever she was doing before.
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O_O. She's intense.

Orpheus doesn't like intense.
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She doesn't do more than a makeout session, since she has to save herself for when her husband is finally mature enough to giver her kids...
>.>
Hopefully, not for a long time.
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Does't really take that long. Just has to be around 12 or 14 to knock someone up
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