Though now, I'm completely thrown off balance and really have no idea what to do next with my character.

@Melkor - I assume it's late medieval tech.

Thank you

At the moment we're North of Veiron, near Servant's Hill.

Very interesting post, Seraph.

Seraph Parker:
Great post, I can't wait to see what kind of favour Lilith asks, and whether it'll end in our characters bleeding to death again or not. I approve of your use of Seth, you've kept an eye on how he speaks and acts, so I can barely do anything to improve upon his actions as you described them, good work.
About how he sees it... I would imagine that Seth has seen "real" magic before, as practised by mages and wizards. Witchcraft, at least in my mind, has always been a bit more of the common man's magic, which I think Urisk portraits very well. I'd think that if Seth has seen witchcraft, it must've been only once or twice. Just enough to know that it is a lot of rituals and chanting, but not enough to really know what is going on. However, you did plant a seed of doubt with the line about an inner darkness, so there will be questions I believe.
Also, the ritual is fine.

Megarandom:
If you moved your character closer and made him somewhat well-known it would give us a reason to bring the knocked-out Susanna to see you.

Laue:
Well, you're reading about the history of your family, why not make up an ancestor and have him or her do something? It'll give you time to figure out the next step with your main character.

As for Mahtan, he already knows of the Demons, and his people use magic as an every day thing, so I don't think it would bother him all that much.

Well, making up some kind of ancestor would make no sense, since Nianxi is the last of her bloodline, and that's what her anger and rage are all about. I intended to introduce her and the relic weapons to the other characters via the combat sequence like that, but I guess that will have to be left for another time.

Hmm, maybe some kind of bar brawl which ends up quite messy, aka, filler.

You could have some sort of calling, or some mysterious person come and tell Nianxi where to find the rest of her 'blood brothers and sisters'.

I don't think that would work either, since even her backstory states that she had to rip off the sword from her brother's charred body and step all over the corpses of her family to escpe Velron long ago. But you did give me an idea, and I guess this could establish Menos as a schemer and puppetmaster that he is intended to be.

Ancestor decribes a family member who is usually long dead so you could make up a Serilya story while still maintaning the "last of the bloodline" thing.

Old post edited. Hopefully, this one is OK. The basic idea is that Menos has or will set certain events in motion to make a team of our characters.

What I meant by 'blood brothers and sisters' was the fact that all of our characters have the Mark. xD

Parker, mind if I add you on Skype?

Name: Cylus

Age: 52

Race: Human

Mark of the demon: the palm of his right hand is blackened.

Profession: Sword Instructor

Appearance: This is what he looked like when he was at Verion. Now his hair is greying and his skin is aged.

Bio: Cylus' early life is not all clear to him, he knows he was born in the east. Not long after he was born his village was raided by marauders. During the attack his immediate family was murdered. He was not unlucky to be found and adopted by a traveler who went by the name Vilgor. Vilgor was from the west and was regarded for his skill with a blade, he had aided the village in running off the marauders before discovering a child of just a few years in age among the rubble of a demolished home. Vilgor adopted the child and named him Cylus but gave him no surname for in the east tittles take the place of surnames.

By the time Cylus had reached twelve years in age Vilgor had told all of this to him. After hearing what had happened to his family and most of his village Cylus resolved to learn all he could in order to defend what he cared most about. He requested an apprenticeship from Vilgor, who by that time was a swordmaster, to which Vilgor accepted.

Cylus spared with Vilgor for five scattered hours a day for the next ten years of his life. At which time he left his home and moved to the west where he joined the military. His military life was droll, he taught swordsmanship to new recruits and took bow lessons from another instructor. He had only been in a few skirmishes this all changed when news of what was happening at Verion reached (the city in which the military is based, I realize that I don't know which one it is?).

Cylus never lived in Verion. He wasn't there visiting either. He was a soldier twenty years ere, a ranger. He was skilled with a bow, but it wasn't his weapon of choice. He followed the way of the sword, not for lust of battle or a greed for power but rather a means to protect the things he cared most about. This eventually lead him to join the military, his skill with a blade was recognized and he was tasked with instructing soldiers in swordsmanship. He had seen little battle until the twenty year Verion conflict. Cylus was sent, along with other soldiers, to aid Verion in their battle with the demon and orc hordes.

In twenty years of battle many soldiers had gone mad with hell-spawn tormenting them in their nightmares if they were fortunate enough to sleep. Cylus had managed to keep his mind but acquired many scars to prove his involvement.

The last day of the battle was both relieving and terrifying, the battle had waged for hours that day, the rhythm of battle was all too familiar to him; parry, lunge, sidestep, roll, swipe . . . The war had no hope from the beginning twenty years ere. But on that day, the final day, what little hope the warriors had had been burned. The King was slain and moral broken, the commanders ordered a retreat, but that didn't mean the battle was over.

Cylus had been near the front lines of men defending Verion when the order was given. The horde did not relent but surged forward to purge the city. Sword drawn Cylus fought his way to escape. A sword is an extension of myself, not a tool, not a weapon, but me! Thoughts raced through his head while he fled as they had throughout the entirety of the battle. The high ground has the advantage. Use my surroundings to my advantage. Duck, parry lift, drag, lunge, back-step.

An officer was knocked off of his horse. Cylus swiftly mounted the beast and rode away from the battle. He didn't stop until the horse could no longer ride. He later found that the palm of his right had was burned.

Equipment:

Clothes
- Cloth shirt and pants us
- Leather bound sandals
- Dark grey cloak
- Straw hat

Weaponry
- Katana
- Recurve bow with quiver of arrows on his belt

Misc
- Small medicine pouch on belt


Other: Currently Cylus resides in Astoria teaching swordsmanship to those he deems worthy. Most of his equipment is for travel.

It's a good post, but if you could go into more detail in the Bio, and focus on connecting everything to paint a picture rather than leaving it in choppy sentences, I'd appreciate it.
As for his equipment, doesn't he carry food, some sentimental items, or anything else?

I thought the bio was suppose to be brief? And no he doesn't carry food. It attracts unwanted guests.

Either way I'll see what I can do about that.

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I edited the bio to make it seem less choppy. Do you want me to include his early life? Because I see no importance in knowing that.

Much better, you'll have to wait for Halvtand to look it over before you're accepted, though.

Is there anything else I should add?