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*This was an RP I created on the old site that did not quite come to fruition as I hoped it would. I'm looking into reviving it if it gains the proper interest. I would like to limit the number of followers for each heir to minimum 3, maximum 5. I guess it really depends on how many people would be interested. In order to maintain the RP, I would also need 3 people to take on the roles of each one of the heirs. If you have any questions, feel free to post them in this thread or PM me. Hope you enjoy the story!

“Many years ago our home was united in the ordeals of peace, love, and steadfast justice. But just as the living cross over into the realm of the dead, so do the ways of man.” – Rorick Shatterfell, heir to the throne of Trinity



Welcome to the land of Trinity. A broken kingdom stricken with war, hatred, and sinister betrayal. Many of us are either too young or too blinded to remember the cause of this suffering. Others choose to remain silent for fear of the consequences from their words and memories. I myself am feeble and would welcome death to escape the chains binding me to this world. My name is unimportant, but my story is one to be secured in the deepest, safest part of your young mind.



“We whispered our fantasies into that mirror, and our fantasies were shattered into pieces. My Whisper is my fantasy, it is mine alone to capture.” Alden Shatterfell, heir to the throne of Trinity



War of the Bloods
The Allegiance- Followers of Rorick Shatterfell, housed within Trinity's castle and surrounding village. Those of the Allegiance are known for their skills in combat and also their strong desire to partake in mirth.
The Fair Folk- Followers of Alden Shatterfell, residing in the sanctuary and small community at the center of Trinity. Those of the Fair Folk are known for their surpassing wit, and many actively practice magic.
The Exiled- Followers of Lilith Shatterfell, wandering along the outskirts of Trinity. Those of the Exiled are known for their ability to remain in shadow and are cunning both in body and mind.

"It is not enough to bend the rules. To ensure a change, one must break the rules in half. For it is from pain that our greatest potential begins to grow." -Lilith Shatterfell, heir to the throne of Trinity



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Canon Characters (All Canon Characters are taken at this time)
Rorick Shatterfell- The eldest of the three royal children. Rorick is a headstrong man with a deep sense of loyalty.
Alden Shatterfell- The middle of the three royal children. Alden is a wise man who regards intellect and words as a person's best weapons.
Lilith Shatterfell- The youngest of the three royal children. Lilith is a frighteningly persuasive woman that leads with brutality.

Available followers
3 open Allegiance positions (1 male, 2 females)
1 open Fair Folk position (1 female)
2 open Exiled positions (1 male, 1 female)
*genders available are a personal preference of mine to keep the RP balanced. They are debatable.

Accpted chars
Jurano Hentur (Exiled)
Christopher A. Levine (Allegiance)
Eos Le Fay (Fair Folk)
Carlisle Finch (Exiled)

Pending chars
Cadmus Balthasar (Fair Folk)
Kano Frey (Fair Folk)
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"The only person who can pull me down is myself, and I'm not going to let myself pull me down anymore."
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Carlisle Finch

a g e
24

g e n d e r
XX

c l a s s
The Exiled

p e r s o n a l i t y
Although her appearance is soft and kind looking, Carlisle is far from this trait. Although, she can be soft and alluring she doesn't let those "small" traits define her. She is strong and brave hearted but her skills are swift and quiet. She normally spends time to her self training constantly when she isn't just enjoying the thick exiled fog that resides in their "quaint" little area. She is very good at focusing negitive thoughts through her strengths, which makes her a very patient hunter. Despite how she was raised and where her family hails from Cari is not ruthless, she can be merciful if she feels it's worth it, but it's a rare occasion and has yet to happen.

s k i l l s
•archery
•stealth
•bribe
•acrobatic

h i s t o r y
Carlisle's parents Arengir and Madge Finch were once Nobles of the joined kingdom. One of the more wealthy families that resided in the empire. Also one of the most loyal families to the king as well. After years of trying the family discovered Madge was unable to conceive. The family though filled with grief knew that they had to have someone to pass down their name. They decided to adopt, and were promised a boy by the name of Carlisle. Once the baby was born they later found out that Carlisle was indeed a 'she'. Arengir insisted there was a mistake but Madge was so in love with her girl that she convinced Arengir to let them keep the child. Since she was three Carlisle always strived to impress her father and gain his affection. Through the years she learned to hunt and use a bow as skillful as Arengir, but to no avail she was still not the little boy he wanted.

By some miracle, when Carlisle was about 7, Madge had a beautiful baby boy & Arengir couldn't have been more thrilled. He spent every waking moment doting on his beloved son, Abel. Carlisle felt rejected even though she excelled in skill compared to her little brother. Although, despite everything Carlisle still loved her brother and was never bitter or unkind to him. When he was old enough to walk she taught him everything she knew and Madge often let them play in the woods together when Arengir was working. However when Arengir wasn't working he used his free time to teach his son how to invest and become as wealthy as him one day blah blah blah, dad stuff. This actually made Carlisle start to develops a hatred for her dad even though she would never admit it. One morning Madge had sent Carlise to take Abel to the market and trade for some meat. While walking on the road on their way to the market they began to play tagging each other along the way. They were so distracted they didn't notice the palace caridge heading right tworeds them. Carlise jumped calling for her brother to move at the same time, but she was too late. Abel's body was crushed under the thick wooden wheel of the caridge that so happened to belong to the king. Since then Arengir never forgave the king nor did he ever look Cari in the eye. She could hardly forgive herself either. When the kingdom split it became obvious what side the Finchs belonged on and they've been there since.

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|Name|
Christopher A. Levine

|Age|
26

|Gender|
Male

|Class|
The Allegiance

|Personality|
Christopher is humble young man and lives in a modest house, not far away from his father. He is loyal and hard to be deterred, he has seen a lot in his travels and that has caused him to harden and shape into the young man he is today. He tends to take long walks by himself, sparring with the air around him, whipping his blade through the forest, taking out his anger away from the view of others. He will do anything he can to help rebuild what has been lost for Trinity, practicing his swordsmanship each day, always looking for another thing he could work on until he collapsed from exhaustion.

|Skills|
- Swordsman
- Agile
- Strong Willpower
- Durable
- Technical
- Battle Ready
- BraveHearted
- Robust Build



|History|
Walking the fields among the town alongside his father, a young Christopher would be, skampering along on his fathers heels. To most, the boy seemed a bit awkward for 8, still thin and lanky, not at all like his father, whom was quite the guard. Christopher would always stop at the pond near the middle of the field, turning up to his father with a broad smile, one that stretched across his small face. He had visited this beautiful aqua pond every week with his father, a promise of fulfillment in store. The wishing pond, as his father would call it. If you dreamed hard enough, and wanted it bad enough, your desire would soon find you. Young Christopher wished, dreamed, and gave everything he knew he could give into his wish, staring into the pond.

"I wish that one day, I'll be able to do something great! Something that will change everything.." He looked up at his father, the man held a straight face, but in his deep brown eyes shone disappointment. Knowing he still had time, still holding in that final breath, hopefully it would be just long enough to finish his wish. "But this change, it'll be a good one." His face red with the lack of breath, Christopher backed away from the pond, looking to his father for approval.
Instead, his father gave a nod. His face stoic and serious, as it was when he was duty. Christopher looked down to his feet, pursing his lips with his defeat. He was sure it would be good enough! He had thought long and hard prio-

His racing mind was stopped when a large and calloused hand landed on his shoulder, encasing all of it. "I'm proud of you, boy. No matter what, I'll always be proud of you." His father smiled, picking him up and lifting him over his shoulders, taking the boy back home. All the way, he had that large smile on his face.
"C'mon boyo, you gotta get working on that swing." The familiar voice would chant in his head. Christopher had grown into a fine young man at the age of 24, finally able to look down on most the boys that used to tease and taunt him, the others would be intimidated by his brawn. Though, he cared not about that, he was too busy training. Each day he would rise with the sun, and practice his sword and his combat until the light bearer traded places with the moon. His father had passed on from an unknown disease, his mother had gone off along with the princess, Lilith. Many were surprised that he remained, but in truth, he was afraid to leave.

Perhaps that fear was foolish, but it made him grow stronger, not just in appearance but in will. Christopher was able to decline the many that wanted him to go along with them to join anything but what he wanted to. He remained strong and steadfast, keeping in the newly found Allegiance. Though he is not the boy who traveled to the pond alongside his father anymore, he has never forgotten the wish he made. In fact, when asked why he rises with the sun every morning to do nothing but swing his sword and practice in the woods, he replies with a hearty smile and a nod of his head. The memory of the pin coming back to him, his young face reflecting off of the cool waters.
"I made a promise to myself long ago, that I would make a difference. If that means befriending the sun will help me along that path, then I shall rise with it each morning, and fall with it each night."

|Whisper|


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Hey, jagajac, saw this in your sig and thought it seemed interesting. Plus I think I have a character that will fit in well with this one.

|Name|

Cadmus Balthasar

|Age|

26

|Gender|

Male

|Class|

The Fair Folk

|Appearance|



|Personality|

Cadmus often feels like the weight of the world rests on his shoulders, which means he often bites off more than he can chew. He feels like his magic is more than just a tool, he feels like it has empowered him to make a difference in the world, which has ended up leading him into all kinds of trouble and made him quite headstrong. That's not to say he doesn't learn from his mistakes, however. If he goes into a situation and discovers he is unprepared, assuming he survives the encounter he analyzes each altercation afterwards and finds ways to prepare in case such problems present themselves again. However, it is unfeasible to prepare every contingency, so he usually makes more general preparations and keeps himself adaptable. He also believes that the ends justify the means, so if he has to commit lesser transgressions to serve the greater good, it's a sacrifice he's all too willing to make, a burden he doesn't want anyone else to carry. He also has a terrible guilt complex, and takes responsibility for tragedies even if he has no way to stop them. He tends to bury his guilt under layers of sarcasm and cynicism, and most people think he has some kind of crazy death wish, given the number of times he has proverbially "flipped of Cthulu". He is also an anomaly among magic users in that he values spells for their usefulness, not because they have any intrinsic mystical value, and he hates rote memorization, so he sort of casts "by feel" rather than having any kind of sound knowledge of magical theory.

|Skills/abilities|

-Magic (specializing in force spells, like forcefields and force bolts, some enhancements and simple constructs, also knows a smattering of utility spells from other schools, but due to relatively little formal schooling, what he gains in versatility is lost in raw power, forcing him to get creative more often than not to defeat certain powerful foes)
-Good Reflexes
-Strong Mind/ Willpower
-Resourceful
-Fearless (or just crazy)
-Decently skilled at nonmagical combat, specifically fencing

|History|

Cadmus's hero complex isn't all his own fault. Cadmus was born to parents who had both not only survived war, but served in it. His father, Galladon, was a ten year veteran who worked his way up from an enlisted man to leader of an elite strike team. He led over 30 successful missions over two years before suffering a leg injury and remaining in the service as an instructor to train strike teams like his. His mother, Mariel, was a resistance fighter. Too young to join the ranks when the war broke out, she acted as a runner and as a conductor of refugees away from the conflict. When she turned 15, she began training, and by the time she was 18, became an expert in espionage, securing much-needed intelligence and sabotaging the plans of the aggressors. until her intelligence was stolen by a young officer. Fearing she had been discovered, she chased him down, only to find, after seducing him, that he was a double agent like herself, and hadn't realized she was on the same side. That young officer was Galladon, and the two of them began a courtship complicated by their roles in the war effort. Eventually, Galladon's injury took him off the front line, and Mariel began taking assignments that brought her closer to Galladon. Their liaisons continued, and eventually Mariel became pregnant. To protect her baby, she was discharged from the resistance, and she married Galladon, giving birth to Cadmus a few months later.

Most veterans seek to remove themselves as much as possible from the trappings of the conflicts they've participated in, but Galladon and Mariel had lived through so much of it that it was all they knew. Therefore, Cadmus grew up listening to their war stories (censored, of course, to protect young Cadmus's innocence) and acting them out with his friends. Cadmus always got to be the brave Captain Galladon, and eventually began alienating his friends when he refused to let anyone else take the role. One day, when he was about 10, Cadmus and his friends were playing, and had strayed too far from their village into a nearby forest. Wolves began circling them, and Cadmus's magical talent chose that exact moment to manifest. A blue force field formed in front of them, obstructing the wolves' efforts to get to the tasty children. They fled, and Cadmus was hailed as a hero. His parents were thrilled, and sent him to the most prestigious magical academy they could afford. Cadmus studied hard for six years, but while he excelled at the practical side of magic, he failed to grasp the theory, and as a result, he barely passed those six years. He decided to drop out before his seventh year, packing what he could carry and setting off on his own, in the misguided hope of becoming a hero like his father. As it turned out, there was much more to being a hero than swinging in on a rope, dueling with the villain, striking him down, and sweeping up the damsel in distress into his arms. His idealism quickly faded to cynicism, but his sense of duty never wavered. Cadmus's parents retain their high expectations, but they are proud of the work he has done, and after their initial anger at his dropping out, they decided to let things take their course and let Cadmus learn his own lessons. And learn he has. The responsibility he has taken for the lives he has saved and has failed to save is his and his alone.

|Whisper post|

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All CS sheets are looking great thus far :) take your time completing them. Although this is getting off to a slower start, it makes it easier for me to plan IC and promote with my sig.
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lol Blackthorn and I must be stalking you or something ;) I also saw your signature and decided to come here and this looks to be pretty freaking awesome. I'm thinking about doing Rorick if he hasn't been taken already...
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Now to do the whisper post... Will you let us know what it will be based on our personalities in our profiles or are we supposed to write it, leaving it vague, and then have it assigned? Because it may impact how I write the scene if I know what the whisper is beforehand. I know you said to leave it vague, and I plan to, but will you PM us ahead of time or do you want us to write it regardless?
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I'll PM you (and any others that would prefer writing the Whisper post this way as well) with my thoughts on your character's Whisper :}
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Excellent. I can't wait to get started. :D
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Name: Jurano Hentur
Age: 21
Gender: male
Class: The Exiled
Appearance



Personality: Jurano has a dark personality, he never talks much, he never joins in the conversations willingly. He tends to show up unexpectedly and leaves without anyone noticing until he is gone, leaving only a note. When he's by himself he reads his novel quietly out in the forests.

Skills/abilities: Cloak: this allows Jurano to go invisible but just enough that at a quick glance towards him you can't see him.
Dagger training
Bow training
agility
stealth
speed
reflexes

History:
Jurano was born as a outskirts peasant, his family never had much money and no real titles of nobility. Instead they were their villages main hunters, they were the gathers for the village using stealth and cunning to their advantage. Jurano grew up learning of their families secrets, how to use their magic abilities to hide themselves in plain sight. Jurano grew up hearing of how the third heir of the throne plans to overthrow her older brothers and take the kingdom with the help of the outskirts people. Jurano gained a nasty taste for getting himself in trouble for trying to steal from large plots of lands owned by nobility, so his parents sent him to a school that his ancestors created to work on his abilities. At this school he gained top marks for dagger training, bow training, stealth, hunting, agility and speed. He graduated at the age of 18 and decided to give his services to the third heir for he believed that if she took the kingdom, that his family would gain better reputation and maybe nobility. He enlisted with the desire to change how the outskirts people were looked upon, not as dirty street rats, but as people worthy of the third heir.

Whisper post:


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PMed Blackthorn and jman in regards to their Whispers. Still waiting on SUN and Nightwing to finish up the basics of their CSes before PMing about potential Whispers. Will still need a few more players before we can get an IC up and running. Promote if you know anyone who would enjoy, and until then... we'll just hurry up and wait! :) I'm in no rush. Quality takes time.
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Jagajac...who are you playing? It might help us with our Whisper posts and what-not if we can see your CS ^.^
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I agree, Yoshi. That seems like it would be helpful.
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Certainly! I've been debating on who to play, cannon char or citizen. I'm gonna work on the CS now so y'all can get an idea :)
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Name Title
Lilith Shatterfell

Age Length of life
20 years

Gender Curse
XX

Class Affiliation
Leader of the Exiled

Appearance Mien
Lilith Shatterfell is graced with stern, but enticing facial features. Her high cheekbones and dimpled chin are slightly softened by her quiet jade eyes. The girl's bone chilling voices pierces through a pair of sensual lips. Stark red hair caresses around the frame of her face and drops below her strong jawline.

Lilith's skin is fair, unlike her blackened heart, and ripples with coarse muscle mass. She stands at an average height of 5'7", but commands her army with the ferocity of one thousand men. The specialized leather armor she wears is laced with crimson and gold stitching. When Lilith is not called to battle, she adorns her body in seductively sewn outfits that greatly compliment her fit body. She radiates raw, terrifying beauty.

Personality Disposition
The Third Heir to the Shatterfell throne is most definitely the mirrored image of nobility. Lilith is manipulative and rules with the fear that has surrounded her since the murder of Gifre. She is passionately vicious and maintains control with her cruel methodology. Her heart is covered in parasites. Greed. Hatred. Cruelty. Doubt. The girl will not trust, she cannot feel, and she refuses to display weakness.

Lilith's ability to lead is one of the few faint connections between her brothers, Rorick and Alden. She has a natural intimidation factor that none are immune to. Her reputation precedes her, and Lilith enjoys every bit of the infamous attention. She lacks the emotions to form relationships, but greatly desires affection and exhortation. She has seduced and captured the hearts of many, if not all, of the Exiled.

There is a secretive side to the young girl that is extremely rare to witness. On certain occasions, Lilith is contemplative and reflective, but most always lets her instincts guide her words and actions. She is wicked, blunt, rash, and extremely offensive in her military rulings. Her spirit is dark, wild, and longing for the affirmations that her mentor promised.

Skills/abilities Expertise
Leadership
Persuasion
Brutality
Poisons
Knife throwing
Illusion magic

History Antiquity
*refer to History hider in original OOC post

Whisper post Bondage
Lilith's small hand clutched tightly to Gifre's dark robes. Their footsteps crunched through piles of dead leaves as they made their way briskly through the twisted trees. The young girl's red hair bobbed with each step and she stumbled to keep up with the older man. Gifre threw his arm backwards, smacking her hard across her cheek, and spun around angrily.

"Will you stop dawdling, child! You must learn to start leading and not trailing along behind others. You are impossible!"

His hands gripped in frustration at his face as Lilith widened her eyes in confusion and terror. He slowly lowered his face to the ground and shook his head disapprovingly. The girl touched her bruised cheek gently and stood shakily to her feet. She furrowed her brows and reached for the dagger concealed in Gifre's belt. Her tiny fingers could hardly wrap around the handle, but she pointed it towards her mentor and spoke icily into the silence separating them.

"I am the strongest! You'll see, Master Gifre. You will never doubt again. Look at me, I say! Look at me!"

The intensity steadily rose in her voice and her lungs burned inside her chest. The cold of winter was settling in, and her breath carried like a ghostly fog. Gifre's eyes rose but focused on something looming in the distance behind Lilith. She could stand it no longer, she refused to be ignored. She turned sharply on her heels to confront whatever had attracted Gifre's attention. A small, glowing orb of light stalked steadily from side to side feet away from Lilith. Her white jade eyes followed it mesmerized and the dagger in her hand swept steadily back and forth.

"It cannot be?"

Gifre gasped aloud in realization of the Whisper before them. His own soul had not been affected during the betrayal, so he knew this to be the youngest Shatterfell's missing essence. She cannot possibly be ready. The man's rotted teeth exposed themselves as his lips parted in an evil smile. He stared at the back of his apprentice's red head and tapped his spindly fingers along her shoulder. Lilith looked up at him momentarily and he nodded without further affirmation or instruction.

Lilith stepped forward cautiously, never letting her eyes linger from the Whisper's bright trail. The Whisper slowly bobbed forward as well. She was inches from the magnificent light when her arm reached forward enticingly. Her palm extended and made contact with the orb in an explosion of blinding rays. Gifre pried open his eyelids and unshielded his wrist from his face. Before him stood a smiling Lilith and the newly formed outline of her magnificent beast. His whispered words echoed sickeningly in the dying woods.

"I'm looking, dear. I'm looking."


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How do you (or where do you get) those collaged images? o.0
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I hope this helps. I also edited the rules/CS slightly. Characters (based on the ages selected so far) would have been alive during the Betrayal. So I fixed that and also added that I will PM options to each player of potential Whispers. I'll make a character stash soon and have you post your CS there once you are approved. The only NPC available at this time is Alden Shatterfell.
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How do you (or where do you get) those collaged images? o.0


I make them using an app on my phone. SUN uses a sight called fotor :)
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Name
Rorick Shatterfell

Age
25

Gender
Male

Class
The Allegiance

Appearance


Personality
Rorick has the heart of a lion and the bravery of a thousand war generals. Unfortunate timing of the splitting of the family robbed him of his childhood and any relationships that would have blossomed during this time and therefore his more sensitive side is a bit hardened; but his intentions are pure and his loyalty goes without saying.

Skills/abilities

As leader of his army, Rorick is excellent in all types of combat…

Hand-to-hand (Expert)
Archery (Decent)
Two handed Weapon (Alright)
Sword and Shield (Master)

He is also an excellent horse-back rider and is practiced with the 'peasant-like' chores of his kingdom. (He is often seen in the surrounding areas helping to chop wood, dig ditches, gather food, or anything of the sort. He's not afraid of good, hard work.)

History
*See IC OP History*

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