The country of Maeryn is suffering under the rule of an Emperor and his twelve noble houses. Fear and brutality are the tools used to keep order and heavy taxes are levied against the people. The Emperor's elite fighting soldiers, the Bornia, are all that keeps the people from revolting. The Bornia are vicious and skilled, they act as the enforcers for the noble houses that rule each province, wiping out any opposition to the Emperor or his nobles. The country is in dire need of change, else the iron scepter of the Emperor become all that there is in Maeryn. However, in the forest outside of a small fishing village, far to the north there is a bandit group. The leader of this group is said to be a powerful warrior, ruthless and cunning, yet strangely moral even in his raids. The village is about to extend him an offer that will spark in him and his bandit group the desire for power, and ignite a rebellion that will sweep across the whole land of Maeryn. No matter what happens, the land will never be the same.
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Okay, so there are some basic rules I want to point out.
1. NO god modding. It should be obvious, but I'm going to say it anyway. You will be cut out if you god mod.
2. Post at least a paragraph per reply. A paragraph is at least three sentences, though I prefer five.
3. There will be a little bit of a fantasy element to this RP, but don't get carried away. I want to keep it mostly medieval/action.
4. All characters must be accepted by me. Once again, it should be obvious, but just in case.
5. If you are going to drop out, please let us know beforehand if at all possible. I'd hate for the RP to lose momentum because of it.
6. Have fun! Be courteous to your fellow Roleplayers and keep it civil. Any disputes should be taken to PM.


Okay, here is the character skeleton I'd like everyone to use.

Name:
Gender:
Age:
Species(if not human, keep it minimal please):
Appearance:
Personality:
Skills/Talents:
Weapons/Equipment:
Occupation:
Rank(If in bandit clan, assigned by me):
Bio(Optional):
Other(Optional, if needed):

Name: Kurokuma "The Black Bear", given name unknown
Gender: Male
Age: 35
Species(if not human, keep it minimal please): Human
Appearance:
Personality: Kurokuma is known to be cunning and cautious when planning a raid or any battle, but he transforms on the battlefield into a ferocious, rage filled warrior. When at rest, he does not speak much and tend to be solitary in nature, though he does not mind company. His strong and silent nature belies an intelligence and wisdom beyond his years. He is not known to be particularly merciful and does not tolerate dissension in his camp. He will deal with most feuds personally, though oftentimes his presence is enough to calm any dispute. However, he is also known to have a code that he does not kill those who are innocent of a crime, even if they stand in his way, nor will he tolerate the slaughter of innocents by any of his gang. Force is allowed to be used against those who resist him, but not deadly force unless it is unavoidable. Between his own men and innocents who attack them, however, he will always choose his own men.
Skills/Talents: He is incredibly powerful and surprisingly agile for a man of his bulk. He is an expert swordsman, favoring his own custom long blade, though he is able to use a claymore,greatsword and standard two handed sword equally effectively. He is also skilled in the use of most crushing weapons, such as hammers and maces. He is a skilled tactician and strategist and a fair orator, when he has a mind to be. He is also a master at intimidation and using his presence to achieve the desired effect. His strength and size are so immense that he can crush a man's skull with one hand. Furthermore, he has built up an immunity to most forms of poisons and venoms.
Weapons/Equipment: His custom long blade, made for him to carve through cavalry, horse and rider alike in a single sweep. He also carries dual war hammers that he uses in close quarters.
Occupation: Bandit, former mercenary
Rank(If in bandit clan, assigned by me): Bandit Leader
Bio(Optional): Little is known of Kurokuma's past, save that he was once a mercenary. His many scars are said to be from the hundred and twelve battles that he fought while he was a mercenary. It is said that he has actual bear blood in his lineage, though this is unconfirmed. No one has ever beaten him in single combat, and he is known for his great size and strength. His legend says that he drinks venom and poison to keep himself immune and that he can withstand the harshest cold and the most unrelenting heat without worry. Once again, these are unconfirmed. He is greatly respected and feared among the peasant villages of Maeryn. His name, Kurokuma, means "Black Bear", and he earned it because of his great size and strength and his tendency to wear a black tattered cloak when not fighting.
Other: Kurokuma stands 7 and half feet tall and weighs 585 pounds.

I"m considering joining, but I"m still fleshing out a character. At the latest, it will up by tomorrow evening. : )

I may jump in on this....

Just so people aren't confused, Rank is your job in the bandit group, though sometimes it might be an actual rank, like second in command, or something like that. As I said, I'll explain each person's rank individually to them after they build their character, unless they have a reasonable arguement for what they think it should be. I am open to suggestions on Rank. ^_^

Give me some time and I'll have my cs up!

BeatBox72 said
Give me some time and I'll have my cs up!

Awesome. No hurry.

This looks interesting. I'll start 8n a character when I get my computer back.

Name: Hellen Nate Farrow
Gender: Female
Age: 24
Species(if not human, keep it minimal please): Human
Appearance: She wears a light leather patted long sleeved shirt. On her hands, leather is thickened with more prevention of cuttings when knotting back an arrow from the long bow she owns. Where the leather gloves are held down by small rope strands, so they don't fall off. Following on with her fingers, they are leff bare among the thick leather padding on her hands. Then down to Hellen's leg wear. it consist of light leather padded jeans, leading down to her ankles. But around Hellen's ankles are yet tied down with small leather straps to stop unraveling moments and snares when moving locations in the wild terrain and on Hellen's feet, they are made of hard leather in a form of two pairs of boots, reinforced to ensure more protection on brambles. As mentioned before, Hellen carries a long bow. Where her arrow feathers are colored in three blue dots on the white fletching of her arrows. Hellen keeps close a cloak that colored black, that has a sewed in hood to shield her from the rain or sunlight when hunting. Hellen also keeps by on her belt a small dagger, located near her small bag that holds certain things. Then behind that belt bag is a skin, always filled of water.
Personality: Hellen is very alerted in her surroundings, as well as her time to act is now. But she is prone to hide out first and stalks her enemies in cover. Which then going in with the killing blow. It sometimes works or does not, because shes not all that good in aiming on target. But when a challenge rises. She will agree, depending on whats going on around her. She would rather let her natural surroundings to tell what way would be the right route for Hellen to decided upon. If shes was faced to not have her bow in dire needs. Shell start to panic slightly. Without her bow. Shes weaponless- or powerless in this case. Hellen is very quiet and selective on what she says when or with people at times. She rarely talks with a lot of people.
Skills/Talents: Sharp reflexes and ability to spot things out of the ordinary.
Weapons/Equipment: Long bow, Bolt of arrows. Both to whom are strapped to her back and a small dagger to her left side
Occupation: Hunter
Rank(If in bandit clan, assigned by me): None
Bio(Optional): Hellen's family are built on the backbone of hunters, carpenters and lumber jacks. Her mother works with her husband near the neighboring forest of lumber jacks. Always out buying food for dinner. Whilst Hellen's father is out sawing down trees for wood. As a child. Hellen have grown an interest in keeping things in aim, whilst on target. It was until then she picked up her first long bow (The one she has now and will never depart from it.), to have min-a-ble strikes done on complete bullseye. But she thinks that she ante all that great in this archery stuff she has to learn to master it.
Other(Optional, if needed): None, at the moment.

Name: Grace

Gender: Female

Age: 21

Species: Human (can transform into a vulpine, or fox-like humanoid with the help of a magic amulet)

Appearance: As a human, she stands about 5'6, has blonde hair, blue eyes, creamy white skin. As a vulpine, she is 5'4, covered in orange fur with a pale white belly and black hand and feet. She is considered quite attractive in both forms for each species.

Personality: A free spirit, Grace is both carefree in some respects and quite selfish in others. Her life of poverty growing up has made her put her own desires ahead of others, and she isn't afraid to use deceit, seduction, or trickery to get what she wants. Nevertheless, Grace doesn't like to see others oppressed and she appreciates it when others treat people fairly, even if it is something she often fails to practice herself.

Skills/Talents: Grace is a skilled dancer, masseuse, and rogue. She is good at sneaking around, climbing, swimming, and picking locks and pockets. She can also fight decently unarmed, relying on her agility rather than her mediocre strength and endurance.

Weapons/Equipment: She fights with two daggers, and is skilled at improvising with whatever is available, as long as it can be used as a light melee weapon.

Occupation: Dancer. She also gives massages for extra cash. Secretly, she supplements her meager income with thievery.

Rank: Scout and entertainer.

Bio(Optional): Born to a poor family, Grace was mostly raised by her alcoholic uncle, a man more neglectful than abusive. She often played in the streets and never had enough clothing or footwear, although she wore more growing up than she does now. Dancing was her one refuge from the harsh world, and she grew quite good at it When she turned 18, Grace got a job as a waitress and soon became a dancer at her town's tavern. The pay was low and she tried to supplement her income with thievery, something she had been doing since she was a girl. When she turned 21, Grace learned that her mother had been a sorceress, and she inherited some magical items. The most powerful of these was the amulet of the fox, which, when touched, enables Grace to turn into a vulpine. As a fox, she has been able to steal things without anyone making the connection that it was Grace, as she would rob places without her human clothes. One night, she forgot to change, and she was identified and chased out of town. Now, she has joined up with the band of rogues, hoping to stay alive.

Other(Optional, if needed): Grace wears a purple loincloth and a top. She hates using footwear and will only use a pair of sandals to cover her feet when she absolutely must. Currently, she dresses in her human clothes in both forms, although her fur covers all of the areas that would need to be covered as a human.

Name: Lucas
Gender: male
Age: 21
Species(: Human
Appearance:
Personality: Lucas is a quiet person but not by choice. He was born a mute at birth, but that has affected his personality. He prefers to let his actions speak louder than he ever will. He is quick to judge and even quicker to kill. He feels as if he didn't get to speak no one else should. He can be kind and understanding and is a great listener. He tends to be a loner, never letting people in. He is strong and never lets a few feelings onto his face, and if he does he is only letting them on there. He is sassy and rude using gestures and facial expressing this.He is a very harsh person.
Skills/Talents:
-Silent Tracker, ambush-er, very quiet
-One of the best archers out there
-good at reading facial expression
Weapons/Equipment:
-Bow and Arrow
-Dagger hidden along in her body
-vial of poison
Occupation: Bandit
Rank: Lead hunter, 3rd in Command
Bio: Lucas was born in the slums of an orphanage village. His parents shortly abandoned her after they realized they couldn't raise. He never fit in at the orphanage and before he knew he was being beaten. By the children who thought he was a creep, and by the managers who just wanted some one to take some anger out. After about a year of constantly getting beaten he ran away. He ran into the nearby village. There was an old man and he taught him everything he knows about bow and arrows. He finally left and started wandering around the world. People turned him away wherever he went. He finally decided to steal a some food and almost got caught. He decided to work on this skill until he had it down almost perfectly. He kept wandering and finally came to Maeryn,
Other: Stands around six foot, A slim athletic build, Weighs about 190

Red Hounds, I'm assuming your character is not a part of the bandit clan, correct?

BeatBox, honestly I would prefer it if he were not an elf, as I've already explained that I don't really want other races besides humans in here if I can help it. The little bit of fantasy that will be in this game will be centered around sorcery and the like, not fantasy creatures. Everything else about him is fine though.

Aristocles, Grace is accepted. I am assigning you the Ranks of Entertainer and Scout.

Alright and I changed it to a dude!

Lol I actually preferred the chick, but it's not my character. Lol Accepted, Rank is Lead Hunter, 3rd in command.

Fits her perfectly. I'll edit that in. Somehow I didn't thinks she'd be the fearless leader. lol

Woah.
We have a lot of stealthy peeps.....Not that I mind. x3

Name: Xavier Velveteer
Gender: Male
Age: 22
Species: Human

Personality: Xavier is probably the most patient and quiet person you would meet. He often keeps things to himself, not wanting to be a nuisance. If he does something wrong, he punishes himself for his mistake and broods over it. He does have a different side to him which he keeps under a tight leash, so not many people see what he's truly like. Sometimes he talks to himself, but he doesn't do it when others are around. Others sometimes call him a nuisance behind his back, but he tries his best to ignore it. Most of the time, people can't really tell what he's thinking. Now and again, some actually say he's a bit threatening, but it's not common.
Skills/Talents: Xavier is more common with unusual and difficult routes, so he can find his way around obstacles quite easily, like with dead-end routes. He spends his time in the darkness and quiet areas, which makes his adapt to listening for small sounds. This also increases his patience a bit and focus.
Weapons/Equipment: He often uses two daggers as his weapons, but sometimes he uses a sword. He also has a blowpipe, just in case things get a bit wild.
Occupation: Bandit
Rank(If in bandit clan, assigned by me): Spymaster
Bio(Optional): He hates to mention anything about it. (I may edit this in later)
Other: He has a deep scar going down from his right eye, so he can no longer see in that one.
(( Notify me about stuff that's wrong, I don't mind changing it ;3 ))

FoxFire, While I like the idea you've come up with for his personality,could you maybe elaborate a bit on his skill set? I'd like to get an idea for what role he can play in the bandit group.

KaelRavenheart said
FoxFire, While I like the idea you've come up with for his personality,could you maybe elaborate a bit on his skill set? I'd like to get an idea for what role he can play in the bandit group.

I'll edit it after school. :3

Name: Smith
Gender: Male
Age: 36
Species(if not human, keep it minimal please): Human
Appearance:
Personality & Bio: Drunkard and loud would be the best way to characterize this mountain of a man. Well known within his village he may have crafted every single harpoon used in the tiny harbor. He has one of the strongest voices on the Village Council, and when the idea of asking for support against the Empire he literally jumps to it. (Should you agree he will be the makeshift ambassador of the village). Coarse in language he is found most unpleasant by most ladies even of his small village. Should he have one redeeming characteristic, that would be his perseverance and seriousness when it comes to anything in life. From smithing to drinking. Full of bad habits, but what would you expect from a peasant with no wife and no living relative. His father died some years back, but it was more of a relief than pain, since he was bedridden. No one ever bothered to give him a name, ''You are what you do, and you shan't ever be anything else" his father would say.
Skills/Talents: Smithing, mainly tools, but weapons and armor can be forged just as easily. Repairing and Reforging should one need it done.
Weapons/Equipment: A warhammer as tall as him...what other weapon would one need...
A bag filled with everything needed to sharpen and mend most items.
His trusty smithing hammer,is attached to his belt. Mostly used for work, but should the situation require it, it can be flung with great accuracy.
Occupation: Village Smith
Rank(If in bandit clan, assigned by me): Not yet joined

This should be it

KaelRavenheart said
Red Hounds, I'm assuming your character is not a part of the bandit clan, correct?

Yes.

P.s

I've edited the cs slightly. Considering I was doing it in a hurry. I misplace some words here and there.