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@Bishop I'd be down to have our houses have fought back in ancient times - I'd actually be glad for it, since I'm trying to build them up as a strong warrior culture. Need someone to have been at war with, so I'd be cool if we wanted to say that they basically fought to a standstill for a long, long time. Bosanda is in the southeast, so maybe the dragons could have landed further north?

Though I'd imagine that in the modern day, there'd be less bitterness and resentment and more 'grudging respect and good-natured ribbing'. The fighting would be history, after all, and they'd have been allies for some time. At least, that's how Bosanda would probably feel.
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@Sisyphus Sure. So maybe, when the Golden Dragon Empire landed they invaded a part of the Bosanda territory. The outskirts of course like some villages and such. Then during the end they were pushed back further in the desert by the Bosanda who also reclaimed their territory?
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@Snagglepuss89From the looks of things, nothing has been accepted yet so we're all in the same boat :P
Just saying we got more diversity than mountains and plains, is all.
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As opposed to the actual bitterness and ill natured ribbing that will be happening between Leoghard de "Despises non-founders" Bastij and Llewelyn "Literally just joined the 10 houses" Ap'Arthmael.

EDIT:@POOHEAD189 Yeah, literally I haven't read it yet because I'm waiting until it's finished, that's all.
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@Snagglepuss89 "Know your place mudblood!"
We will have such fun interactions..
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Registration of Current Nobles


The Name of the Noble:
Ariella Laventis

The House of which said noble belongs: The Phoenix

Current Age of said Noble: 22

House History: Five generations ago House Laventis rose quickly to infamy as word got around about their very "odd" ritualistic nature. They have always believed in "The Gods", most of which they do not say the name of without good reason. As a family of practicing mages, they periodically perform magic rituals for their Gods, which always involves bloodshed. Often times those performing in the rituals will decorate themselves in blood, smearing it in intricate designs around their body. At times the rituals can lead people to the edge of death, or they end up actually killing someone. Whether it is on purpose or not, it does not matter for they do not fear death, as their house symbol is the phoenix and they believe that if killed, they will rise from the ashes again. If not in this life, they will rise in another. Fear is what originally lead the Laventis family to power, though these days the people they rule over are fiercely loyal and continue the practice all over the city. The Laventis family is strongly magic focused and most have been gifted with an affinity for one type of magic or another, while the rest they will work on for the rest of their life to perfect. All Laventis kin are believed to have the fire of the phoenix burning within them, which is why they stay in the cold mountainous region of Cresent Bay. The frost cannot touch them - or so they say.

Lands and Ownership: Crescent Bay - the most northern coast of Handon. It is a cold, unforgiving land surrounded by a barrier of mountains. House Laventis rules over a majority of the northern coastal areas, though because of the harsh nature, most people only live within the city itself instead of the outskirts. Cresent Bay is a popular spot for hardy fisherman who often come to go crabbing for the large, high demand type of crab which you can get a hefty price for transporting to other parts of Handon.



Autobiographical Knowledge: Ariella was born the second child in a large family of eight children (and counting, if the Gods allow it). Her eldest brother, Damien, had been the "golden child". Not only was he the family favorite, he had also won the hearts of all the village people in their lands. Damien always knew what to do, what to say, and excelled in nearly every aspect of his life. He was Ariella's role model and wherever he was found, she would be trailing right behind. She was interested in everything that he was learning to do, though she wasn't as quick of a learner as he was. Ariella had always been a rambunctious child. Full of energy, curious, and had a hard time focusing on one thing at a time. In short, it took her much more effort to master her skills. Nonetheless, Damien was always there to help her in whatever she needed.

When Damien turned 16, their family was gearing up to marry him to a noble born girl about the same age as him. Damien, though hesitant, was ever dutiful and went along with everything their father instructed. A month before the wedding was to happen, Damien was found dead. His body had washed up on shore, beaten and bloated. The Laventis family was devastated. Not long after a suspicious suicide note had been found after searching his room. It stated that he was to throw himself off of the highest bridge into the ocean. Ariella swore that it was not her brothers handwriting on the note, despite the coroner ruling that it was in fact a suicide. Her family believed foul play was involved, though most of the village suspected it was all the pressure on him that caused it.

Though her family felt at a loss of what to do, their father was their rock and snapped them back into the powerful family they were. Ariella soon became the new prodigy, being focused on day and night to perfect her skills. In honor of her brother, Ariella worked as hard as possible to try to become the best of the best. She no longer took part in her usual antics and started to develop a colder personality. Damien's death had completely reshaped her. One thing that hadn't changed, however, was Ariella's interest in the female gender. She had always been attracted to women and was open about it. Her family didn't mind, though her father would always ask when her "phase" would be over and she would be ready to settle down for a marriage with a noble man. The idea made Ariella's stomach tie in knots, but she knew this day would eventually have to come. She had to honor her family. If not for them, for her brother. She could be a dutiful, loyal wife to a man.... right?

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Finally had a chance to finish it! Hopefully it's alright. Haha :]
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@The Muse I have a coastal guy in the south! Gonna be interesting :)
Love the hardy northern feel to her, too. Good character!
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@POOHEAD189 Thank you! :D I'm looking forward to all the interesting characters we have.
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I am still figuring out mentions sorry!
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@ScreenAcne

Still looking for characters? I think I have an idea for..a Swamp Witch..Or so the rumors go..Would be fun designing the land etc. Also romance and politics..what could go wrong!
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ScreenAcne shit,Boo!

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@Silverink

My quill of the ore and drill, we are always open to new characters while we got, motherfucking. space in this bus to chase.

Yeah, shit. Magic exist as like a common thing. The only request is keep in mind that proper magic, like elementalism, necromancry, healing, alchemy..all that shizzle and fizzle is harder than a physics degree with live demonstration to get without blowing yourself up. So, like. Having any characters you got with major magic reflect that will help 'em in.
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@ScreenAcne

I love your style already. I may focus on Shape-shifting -With major drawbacks obviously-, minor elemental control and herbalism..given well it's swamp culture. Will work on a sheet tomorrow!
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I'm motherfucking. digging these gems and galleries, brothers and sisters.

@Lady Selune

My kindred of the creative cauldron, your concept is all keen and cool, but I'd like to see a bit more. Motherfucking. personality pain on the house history and so on.

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Registration of Current Nobles


The Name of the Noble:
Ti'Dama Noire

The House of which said noble belongs: Noire

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Current Age of said Noble: 23

House History: The House of Noire is one of the elder Houses achieving their status seven generations ago. Not that there was much hope for it in the first place as the lands granted to Ti'dama's ancestor were worthless. An apparent reward for the minor vassal for provide an adequate cure for the ailing wife of another ranked member of the court who happened to have the king's ear. If only that marriage was happy one..but that is a tale for another time. So her ancestor took her people to the mysterious Riene Swamp, a place few dared wander beyond for it was notorious for sudden fog stealing away the path to home and its wildlife was not exactly friendly. Yet her House found wealth in the lands; not material, but in knowledge. New herbs for salves and 'potions' were discovered as were the uses of natural secretions of webbed frogs..well after some tampering. It became common knowledge a dying traveler would seek out the inhabitants of this land in hopes of catching a glimpse of a vine covered hovel for their final cure or..grave.

Noire would rise in fame for their medicinal talents from common salves to ward off pesky bugs to oral pastes to fight off setting infections within the body. Their infamy in some circles began after several caravans vanished in their waters in which the ruling woman at time raised her brows with a stout response that those that do not know their waterways need a guide or be swallowed by the land itself. In common terms pay their people for safe passage or find yourself as nutrients for their ancient mangroves. Friendly and warm weren't exactly trademarks of her House after that event, preferring to keep the company of nature or their own folk. Like the nightly fog that settled over the swamp water, rumors swirled about her House's frigid nature as medical experimentation began as her House strove to fight against that eternal enemy..Death. All it took was the plain dance of a rat's corpse to send a shutter down a visitor's spine before the skinned corpse walked itself into a boiling pot to made into stew. Missing ligaments once the obvious result of a snapping turtle became questioned as healers crossed lines between the world of the living and the dead..for a price. It was her own Grandmother that drove off daring raiders utilizing her own men hidden among the trees with poison spears and an extraordinary large water serpent defending it's home from beyond grave. It's skin lies as an honor behind the family's seat of power.

Gods have little place in their House as her family has found answers only in Nature and Death. Offerings of water lilies and woven reeds were occasionally made to the Swamp as thanks..or sweet powders that made the birds sing in ecstasy. While Death has mere candles lit of expensive wax or sap for the less able. Eventually a practice developed as children came of age; the act of mixing one's own blood, venom from water serpent fangs and placed on the recently slaughtered carcass of a toad. The venom has a strange effect on the two blood types congealing it into an almost tar-like substance..a simple needle used for the rest of the process. A toxic substance that excites the blood vessels causing them to appear more prominent appearing in brilliant colors of greens, purples and for her House..golds. The chosen marks are used as displays of personality, status and most importantly marriage status. Black ink means single and unattached, while upon marriage it is covered the colors of the two partners in a bonding ceremony. The only problem miscalculating the amount of venom used in the combined inks can result in a bonding ceremony turning into a funeral quickly. Superstitions that a partner must be honest, loving and above all loyal to their partner in all aspects of life or else Death will steal their love away from them. A failed bonding ceremony can result in immense distrust in the surviving partner, possibly ending their bloodline.

Nature, Death and the Swamp are the rulers of this land..and House Noire accepts that..Outsiders beware the Fog.

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Lands and Ownership: Her House rules the swampland of the Rienes Swamp, as vast as any woodland one can imagine. In simplest terms one can imagine the lands as three separate rings or layers. Their main food sources come from the swamp in the form of meat -Don't ask what it is-, roots and the few crops able to grow on lifted platforms. The outermost ring of Keile (Port) composed on the fringes of the swamp as murky waters become clearer merging into the Sines river. A major trade hub for the inhabitants as exotic salves, foodstuffs and stories come from this port, while nothing impressive compared to coastal ports it suits them just fine. Here to where you can find a willing guide or two to lead wayward travelers into the deeper Leik Rim. Leik (Barracks) is the second ring as well as the most feral portion of the swamp; the best protection are the wagon-sized canoes utilized by the folk of the land. It's slow going as the poles crawl forward, but it's better than taking chances of soggy land spits passing by. Looking up you can occasionally see a sign of civilization; guard outposts as men and women spend their time watching the waters below or seeking a target. Spear and bow are their weapons of choice as why not utilize the poisonous wildlife?

The last ring is Tikm (City) as civilized as these lands are as make-shift bridges connect on the murky water all leading to the center of the Rienes Swamp. Common citizens live in housing among the mangroves, each residence having a small bridge of stone or wood connecting to the center. Floating platforms are here and there growing rice and other suitable crops. In its middle is the Slene Mangrove the oldest living thing in the entire Reines Swamp. It's boroughs are as wide as a hovel allowing carts to easily cross them and support their weight. Make-shift stairs wind about the vast trunk as shops and living quarters alike are built out from the tree on platforms. While the ruling House of Noire calls home in a vast two-story home with the vines of the tree falling about it like a rampaging waterfall. Moss covers the old wooden panels as elders exhale strange colored smoke observing the going on of life beneath their feet. The actual hall of the House isn't anything too impressive compared to more..civilized ruling Houses, but it has an air of respect about it. Cobblestone flooring and wood intermingle as a light haze of smoke seems is a fixture as men and women of medical persuasion discuss, barter and grumble over the day's business. Advisers to the ruling head of the House..or mere pests depending on the day. It's here missing ligaments are seen, a pinky, a toe or extreme scarring..all proudly visible. The flesh is not ashamed of as garments made of reeds and such; the wealthy can afford to barter for finer furs of land bound beasts having lost value due to damage..but still worthwhile to these independent people.

Strangers regarded with suspicious eyes and hushed voices by the elders, while barefooted children scamper about them either contemplating if the stranger could swim in their murky swamp or would be willing to share a tale from their own lands. While the Hunters and Trappers of Leik a bit too boisterous and aggressive to impress elders or peers, challenging visitors to dangerous games of knifes or tasting poison. Of late, the Hall has become a bit noisier as Ti'Dama has insisted on trying to set-up an aviary of sorts for Swamp Cranes in a futile effort of some sort on the adjacent section.

-A minor village-



Autobiographical Knowledge: Born as the only child to Lord Wen and Lady Ikle; it was an understatement to say Ti'Dama's early life shadowed with security. Smaller families and miscarriages are common in the Reines Swamp as disease carrying insects do not discriminate from pregnant or a sickly babe. So Ti'Dama found herself confined to the vast branches of the Slene Mangrove never touching the water that seemed to calling to her. The traditional arts of salves were beyond dull to her much to the despair of her tutors having to constantly call her attention from a flock of passing by cranes. Nature was calling to the young heir..and her parents couldn't keep her confined as she grew. Bare feet brushed against the moss-covered roots of the mangroves as Ti'Dama tracked the furred and scaled alike armed with a single quill and drawing implements. Sketches of beasts soon covered her quarters as she began seeking the mysteries of magic..despite its' risks. It was her sickly mother that encouraged this inquisitive venture as her own body marred and blessed by magic. Her mother had been the first in a longtime to be blessed with Beast's Soul..taking the skin of her Mark of a Dragonfly. Despite her fragile body, the Lady of Noire had given birth to what would be a talented Witch.

Years flew by without a second thought as Ti'Dama trained under reclusive Witches making their homes in the Leik Ring away from prying eyes. Tongues of man intermingled the harsher call of beasts as she could only listen unable to reply. Mammals seemed more keen to speak compared to the colder voices of reptiles, shy creatures it seemed. Now if the beasts understood her own response varied after swallowing various concoctions of bitter herbs and beast blood. Unfortunately these demonstrations could lead to headaches without aid of consuming such concoctions. While she was less successful when it came to the temperamental magic of Elementalism managing only minor control over a vine or creating a small ring of fog for a limited time. Her hands became scarred from the backlash leaving leaf-like patterns up to her wrists. The offering of blood seems to appease the fickle magic making her reluctant to use it beyond an emergency.

It was upon her coming of age ceremony that her Beast Skin called to her. As the ink burned into her skin forming her Mark on her back of her House's sigil. A Crane about to take flight from the murky swamp it called home. It was a strange request for someone to make feathered patterns in the corners of her eyes, but who was the inker to question her. It was utter agony for Ti'Dama the following days as the venom burned in her blood..changing obsidian irises into golden orbs. It was after this experience, she insisted upon the beginning construction of her Crane aviary as the varied colored birds settled in their platform pond free to come and go as they pleased. Fishes stocked for their feed as the birds became a common sight in the mangrove..as was the naked form of Ti'Dama much to the displeasure of the Elders clucking their tongues at her display.

Chicks curious about their constant companion would leave little trinkets of their own from shiny rocks, flowers and silver minnows. Ti' Dama graciously accepted the gifts storing them in her own quarters, an odd behavior as her companions noticed the young woman becoming more withdrawn and quiet. It was only the display of her legs that caused alarm as black banded scars curled around her legs as her frantic handwaving did nothing to deter the healers from prodding at them. Magic was the cause of the scarring as the rough new voice of Ti'Dama explained her attempt to take the skin of Crane..she had only managed her legs so far turning them into the scaled pole-like legs of the avian creatures. Only for a small amount of time until the magic backfired leaving her with the scars. Her mother clucked her for a short time before providing her with an enchanted necklace that passed down throughout their House to lessen the backlash of her Chosen Magic.

Five years have passed since that day while the severe scarring on her hands and legs remain. Other effects have begun as her nails became as black as coal and pointed like a Crane's talon. Her bones have become more fragile as she has found out after accidentally falling from a tree resulting in a fractured foot despite it not being too far a drop. This sudden fragility has led to her aggressive rejection of suitors knowing that the child-bed could lead to her death or crippling. Still the rewards have been beyond as she finds herself speaking the tongue of birds and assuming her Crane skin with ease. Now she looks for a more stable Skin to counteract her fragility..if Magic works in her favor. Marriage is far from her mind, but she knows that it is expected as her duty..unless all her suitors are driven off by her nature. Or so she hopes..

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Hopefully it looks okay! I wasn't sure if I had enough detail in terms of the land and culture..
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I've got a character sheet coming for sugary sweet Peachie, Warden of the East Marches. Might have it done tonight (doubtful) or tomorrow.
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So thats..now nine characters right? If I counted correctly..
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I'll (hopefully) be posting a character sheet tonight.
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There's still potential submissions from @FantasyChic and @Rai if they're still interested as well.
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