Is joining this with a very strange character I have always wanted to try.

Is this still open? I like the look of this :)

Yup, still open.

@Cubix

You may have missed it in the description (it is admittedly haphazard) but it says that no one should actually have any magical powers from the start. Even a talent as slight as the one your character has would be considered beyond rare. You can definitely still obtain it, but if its alright with you, I'd like it to only begin after you become a Slayer. It actually ties better into the mechanics of magic in this setting. If that's a no-go for you, PM me and we can work it out.

@Cuccoruler

Can you flesh the character out a bit more? As it stands his main defining character trait is that he's a cross dresser. That's fine and all, but I'd prefer if you'd expand on the character so I'm not just accepting a standard anime trope.

Name: Rebeckah Mirabelle De Leantlir

Age: 23

Gender: Female

Appearance: Dark brown, long wavy hair double braided to reveal a pale sculpted, round face. Scars stretching from the bottom of the left cheek, running towards her upper lip and ending on her forehead leaves a stinging burden of her fortunate survival against the Lycan. Hooded brown eyes, set delicately filled with determination. At just 5'3, she stands small among others, despite the heeled boots she wears to give her a bit of a boost. Rebeckah took after her mother in stature, she builds small and delicate in comparison to her tall, broad built father. Her soft skin beautifully compliments her strong jaw, a gracious memory of her father.

Skills: As the average woman of her status, she is skilled in embroidery and the musical arts of the harp. In time, she had managed to be skilled with a bow and arrow.

History:


Other:
Her mustang Stone

@TheWildBunnii

Substitute Everautumn for Aauron, and you're accepted. The Everautumn is a forest to the North of the Kingdom of Aauron. The only human inhabitants of the Everautumn, as far as anyone knows, are the scattered villages of the Kingdom of Aauron that lie just within its borders. The forest is primarily controlled by Lycans.

@Mogwar Thanks and got chu!!

Hopefully a few more people finish up their character sheets. :o

Dang, did not see the notification XD Just a little tip, editing in a mention does not alert the person being mentioned apparently XD But, no problem. I'll edit and finish up my CS shortly.

Editted my profile a bit.

Dang, did not see the notification XD Just a little tip, editing in a mention does not alert the person being mentioned apparently XD But, no problem. I'll edit and finish up my CS shortly.

Didn't know that!

@Cubix

Whenever you finish, you're accepted. So go ahead and post it up in the character tab.

@Princeofhearts

Setting is fantasy. :o Those hacker skills won't do much good for a few hundred years. ;)

Name:
Aaron Forecrown

Age:
19

Gender:
Male

Appearance:
Aaron is a young man that isn't too tall, standing at 5'9" some would say he's a little short. He has an average build for someone who grew up hunting and training with the bow and cutting animals; that is to say his shoulders are wide, his arms are rather big, although his right is somewhat noticeably bigger than his left.

He has a bronze skin tone with a strong partially shaven jaw and a somewhat large ridge above his eyes. His hair is a small fro of light brown curls that reach the end of his neck.

Skills:
Hunting, tracking, gutting, use of the bow and arrow, use of a dagger or a small knife.

History:
Aaron grew up in one of the settlements close to the Everautumn forest, and most of his nights as a child were spent looking out the window into the infinitely dark abyss that was beyond its treeline. That was until his father started taking him out with him in his hunting trips.

Every boy had heard of the stories and the horrors that lay beyond, they knew that the dark creatures within would often come out and attack their settlements, killing dozens and scores despite the slayers' efforts. And although there was a sort of grim curiosity in a boy such as him, he recalls the day of his first trip into the Everautumn.

His friends, like all young boys, teased him, telling him that they would miss him and that no one would bother looking for his corpse. As one would imagine, it didn't help with his confidence at all. It was a summer morning, the grass smelled fresh, the day's warmth was enough to put a smile on anyone's face.

But not him. Aaron was pale and shivering like a pup brought out of freezing water. His father was having none of it, alas, and so he was taken by force into the woods albeit rather close to his father. It was also on that day that he learned not to fear the Everautumn.

An important lesson his father taught him on that first trip was to never go beyond the sight of the treeline. Game feared the lycans far more than men, which made hunting far less of a risk. Another lesson on that first day was to always be mindful of the woods' sound; once the birds stopped chirping and the leaves stopped rustling was the moment to make a run for it.

Several years passed after that first hunting trip, and as the years went by Aaron learned how to track, trap, and gut animals. Along with other skills with the bow to shoot larger game when they happened to come near the treeline. However, Aaron was folly and susceptible to the many of the traps of youth; one of them being an over bloated ego, partially flared by his own group of friends that saw him as a sort of fearless idol for going into the Everautumn so casually, and partially because he became comfortable in the woods, believing that the Slayers would keep the lycans away, and that should they stray too far towards him he had enough skill to take care of them alone.

Alas, it was on an unfortunate day that his friends goaded him into going deeper than his father allowed. Believing himself to be up to the challenge, he strode into the woods with a hunting bow and a score of arrows in his quiver, tied to his hip and strode deep and deeper still until he crested a low mound that sloped down into a bank of a fast running stream.

The world then fell into silence.

His own heart sounded like frantic drum beats in the silence, so fraught with a pressure of immense dread it threatened to crush his bones to sand. Then he ran.

Despite all his bravado, his egotistical remarks to his friends, and all his boasting, his fear of death and the unknown horrors that was the lycanthropes made him flee with sheer terror. Added to that was the sound of padded feat thumping into the earth behind him, the exaggerated huffing of a massive beast as it exerted itself into a run, enjoying the thrill of the chase. It was fortunate -- or not -- that Aaron ran into his father.

He would later wish that he had not been so careless, so childish. The regret he felt from that day was a wound ever-bleeding. He tried living in the settlement, but found the forest too painful a sight to look at and so moved further inland, hunting prairie game for meager profits.

But even that he soon gave up. Depressed and distraught, a friend suggested that he would serve his father's memory by joining the Slayers. It was an idea that struck fear into Aaron's heart, for he experienced a lycan attack, and was almost killed. But after several days of consideration, he decided that it was the best choice for him and journeyed to Roseview to attend the festival.

Other:
Aaron loves pecan pie with apple cider.

@Mogwar
So any news on the roleplay?
Also, there are a couple unreviewed CS sheets.

@Torack Accepted, and glad to have you.

@WilsonTurner I'm still with it. As of right now we have four accepted players, which is plenty for me to start. @Princeofhearts and @Cuccoruler need to make changes to their CS's that I've already mentioned to them. But right now we have You, @Torack,@Cubix, and @TheWildBunnii.

As such I'll be prepping the IC.

@Mogwar

Done <3

@Princeofhearts That'll do. Accepted.

Apologies for taking so long with this CS, me and Prince thought it'd be cool if we could make our character's backstories connected so we been working together on that.

Appearance:


Name: Darrion Rohart

Age: 19

Gender: Male

Skills: Excellent at archery and extremely skilled in dual-wielding daggers.

History:

Darrion was orphaned at a young age when him and his family got in a stage coach accident. Mr. Grimshaw, the man who found the young boy, took him in and raised the boy along with his daughter Elizabeth who Darrion grew to see almost like a older sister. For many years, he was taught in the ways of combat with the man until he had had enough. He still had memories of his old life with his original family and remembered that they never put him through anything like this, so why should he have to now. So one night, he ran away from his adopted family to strike out on his own. His only regret was leaving his only friend, Elizabeth, behind. Fate seems to be a funny thing though, as the long lost friends seem destined to meet again in the town of Roseview as they tryout to become Slayers.

@mogwar

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