Name: Sable Hjertz
Gender: Male
Age: 27
Species: Human
Appearance:


Personality: Greedy, Selfish, Slightly Paranoid and Loyal to his coin and the one payin him.

Skills/Talents: Talented Torturer, Trained Shield Brother and Experienced Fighter

Weapons/Equipment: Chain Hauberk, leather armlets and boots, thick wooden round shield, forked spear and Hjertz family Axe.

Occupation: Bandit
Rank: Information Expert

Bio: Raised by Nordic raiders, Sable was raised on the concept that if you want something than you need to take it so the natural path for his life would be that he took what he wanted and didn't care who fought back. His family's bandit clan fell apart after the empire found them and wiped them out, so the few that survived scattered to the winds. Sable was a common thug for a long time, mugging merchants and travelers of their coin where ever he went, never staying too long so that the soldiers could find him. Sable would find work on a number of illicit jobs but gained a poor reputation for switching sides a few times. That was until he met the Black Bear near Maeryn. Sable hadn't met a man of his size and power since his own father but something about the Bear has kept him loyal ever since(or until he is paid enough to betray, that'll be a day).

Other: Sable is terrible at moving quietly with all of his equipment

Name: Gehrhart Keldran

Gender: Male

Age: 51

Species(if not human, keep it minimal please): Human

Appearance:


Personality:
Gehrhart is a stern man and to some of the younger members can seem a bit ...well stiff. This is a remainder of his time as a knight as well as his tendency to be a tad formal for a bandit. He is a dedicated and sincere man who follows his convictions thoroughly and without hesitation. While the majority of the recruits think him an uncompromising taskmaster he cares for them and takes preparing them for battle very seriously.

Skills/Talents:
Trained since childhood in warfare
skilled swordsman
gifted trainer

Weapons/Equipment:
Plate mail that is starting to show its age despite being meticulously cared for
longsword (named Bianca)
Kite shield (Named Espera, center has spot where something has been crudely removed marring the shields otherwise perfect surface)

Occupation: Former knight

Rank(If in bandit clan, assigned by me): Battle Advisor(Second In Command)

Bio(Optional):
Gehrhart Keldran was once one of the most respected knights in service of the emperor and was considered a shoe in for a position in the Bornia back in his prime. But when the promotion never came he continued on serving as a simple knight until a string of incidents befell him. The first was the sudden death of his senior commander an ancient man that had not been long for the world. Naturally eyes turned to Gehrhart as his replacement but then the second of the events happened, a young knight barely out of his squire-ship and the sniveling pampered son of some noble received the position instead. Even in the face of this obvious corruption Gehrhart was determined to see his duties through when the final of these unfortunate events befell him. His new Knight-Commander was at best horribly incompetent and at worst a dispassionate killer in one major act of callous disregard for life he ordered the death of several innocent civilians because of suspected relation to rebels.

When word of the massacre got out the Knight-Commander sought a way to save himself and so blamed the whole ordeal on Gehrhart who was arrested tried and punished with public disgrace and loss of title and all properties he had owned. Hundreds had watched as the old man stood before his Knight-Commander and was stripped of his cloak, a symbol of his office and had his shield taken as a symbol of his knighthood. Hundreds watched as the cloak was burned and a smith, hammer and chisel in hand, removed the royal seal from his shield. His humiliation complete Gehrhart rode out of the town armor, horse, sword and shield all he owned in the world eventually meeting Kurokuma and joining the group.

Other: Gehrhart has a deep seated hatred of his old order and it is one of the few things that has been known to cause him to lose his usual restraint.

I do note a certain lack in the sorcerous department, much to my surprise.

Well...it is mild fantasy...I guess. No Elves...NO Magic or smth like that

So..........?

Sorry guys, I've been out of reach of a computer for a few days. Unforeseeable, but I'm back now. ^_^ Now, on to business.

Sable, Gehrhart, Smith and Xavier are all accepted. Xavier's rank is Spymaster. Smith is, unsuprisingly, Clan Weaponsmith. Sable, your Rank is Information Expert(Torturer). Gerhhart is Battle Advisor and Second in Command.

added position to CS

So can we start?!?!? Can we can we please!!

Lol Glad to see you're so eager. ^_^ I was kind of hoping to get one more female character before we started. Though, if that doesn't happen I'll put a post tomorrow. If anyone knows someone who might be interested in doing a female character for this RP, I'd appreciate the help.

quick note the pic in your CS is broken

Firstly I think we have a female char. And secondly Smith was supposed to be outside the Clan, should the RP start before they take over the village.

"One More" implies we may want a second

My apologies, Regendorf, I misunderstood. You can make the amendment if you want.

It looks like we did not get another female, but I'm a man of my word. The first post goes up tonight.

NOT WITHOUT ME IT DOESN'T!!
Just kidding. But Can I still join? I can make a female.

Sure! ^_^ I'd be glad to have you.

Name: Brecken 'Dove' Aeire (Pronounced 'Air')

Gender: Female

Age: 26

Species(if not human, keep it minimal please): Human

Appearance: Brecken seems to fit her nickname in appearance as well as her personality. She has naturally very pale hair, nearly white in coloration. Her eyes are rather dark and large, off-setting the pale hair and pale skin freckled on the cheeks in an almost eerie fashion. Her high-cheekboned face always wears a gentle, neutral expression when not disturbed or healing someone. She has slender, long-fingered hands and a soft, cooing voice, adding to the likeness of her whimsical nickname. She is a taller, willowy woman, walking gracefully and seeming to drift about. Due to her lifestyle as a reclusive healer, she dresses differently than other women. She has abandoned dresses for the most part, typically wearing a man's pair of pants, synched in around the waist to accommodate for her slender frame. She wears a somewhat long shirt as well, possibly to mimic a rather short dress. She typically goes barefoot as well.

Personality: Brecken's personality matches her nickname as well, which is why she has it. She has a gentle, almost musical voice. Typically, she is rather polite and sweet. She enjoys healing, and is somewhat of a pacifist and an introvert. She has been known to wander about, lost in thought, which nearly gave her another nickname. Dreamer. She'll heal anyone, and doesn't ask questions or pay, for the most part. However, she won't refuse payment for her services, if offered. Brecken, in spite of her rather innocent, kindly output, is an opportunist at heart. She saw the opportunity to get away from the kingdom in an old, abandoned little shack, and took it. She already knew of the healing properties of plants, and once she found out this provided a relatively peaceful and somewhat secluded life, she took that opportunity too. If she feels you'll betray her and she has some poisonous plants on hand, she'll take that opportunity as well.

Skills/Talents: Healing, survival, basic self-defense, knowledge of herbs.

Weapons/Equipment: She doesn't carry any real weapons, but she knows exactly which plant will kill you and which will not.

Occupation: Healer/hermit

Rank(If in bandit clan, assigned by me): None

Bio(Optional): N/A

Other(Optional, if needed): Brecken is a vegetarian, and doesn't eat meat. Therefore, she doesn't need to hunt. She grows or finds most of her food, as well as herbs. She lives in an abandoned shack in the forest, possibly the former home of a late healer, but is considering leaving it soon due to the risk of the roof collapsing.

Kind of an outpost-character here. However, she'll heal anyone, as it mentions. So she has a purpose, other than being female.

I'm not seeing anything about magic. Is that on or off the palette?

Nevermind. No magic. Got it.

Name: Tarvos Wester

Gender: Male

Age: 38

Species(if not human, keep it minimal please): Human

Appearance: Tarvos is rather tall, at about 6'2", good enough for his previous occupation. His hair is starting to go grey at the edges, though thankfully he has not yet had to resort to shaving it all off. His eyes are a plain brown, common enough to the environment, and his paler skin shows his upbringing in at least the lowest nobles, though it appears that he's done a lot of hard work in the recent years. He usually wears a simple set of trousers and a shirt, though both are of the highest quality, and his boots are some of the finest in the land. He does own some more royal looking clothes, though he's put them away for other reasons.

Personality: Usually calm, he has a razor sharp focus and will come down on you like Rocks Fall if he thinks you are hiding something. Extremely intimidating when he wants to be. Considers those who can match him in a battle of wits and tongues his equals. Doesn't particularly enjoy swordsmanship, but appreciates the effort put into it.

Skills/Talents: Excellent diplomat. Was born for it, raised for it. Likes to claim that he has to eat a lot of dyeberries so that the silver in his tongue doesn't show. He is also very good at fishing, a more recent skill of his. Also very good at judging people.

Weapons/Equipment: He owns some rather fine clothing and boots, along with a good fishing rod and a respectable axe with which he built himself a cottage. Not much more than that.

Occupation: Was a top diplomat, now just a fisherman living out his retirement. Will rejoin the game, though.

Rank(If in bandit clan, assigned by me): Not yet!

Bio(Optional): Tarvos was a diplomat in his prime, and did a lot of work for one of the higher noble houses in Maeryn. After a few years working, he started to get discouraged when he noticed how the peasants starved and the nobles only got fatter and fatter. After a failed attempt to try to make things even slightly better, he withdrew to a small fishing town to live out the rest of his days and find someone who can aid him in changing the system. He may just have found him.

This does look fun! But apparently you guys are starting already. Think I can hop on the wagon before it takes off?

KaelRavenheart said
My apologies, Regendorf, I misunderstood. You can make the amendment if you want.

Mate it's up to you since this is your creation...I'll follow your lead

No, by all means, he can possibly join later. It will make it more interesting to have some characters recruited later. ^_^

Do I have to wait for your approval, Kael? Or can I hop right in?