[OOC] Torn Realms (High-Fantasy) (Mid-High Casual) [ALWAYS OPEN]

[Tortoise]

@Arkaotic
Your hider is broken, broski.

[Emuxe]

Now it's not. :P

[SanaChan]

@Emuxe By the way, I love your signature, I find myself flipping back and forth on pages to watch it change lol

[Emuxe]

@SanaChan Lololol thanks.

Sig rotator is my friend.

[Silver Carrot]

Hmmm, should I make a Fae, or a Nephilm Humani?

[Emuxe]

@Silver Carrot Fae can become Nephlim, too. So you can have a Nephlim Fae. :P

[Tortoise]

Fae can become Nephlim, too. So you can have a Nephlim Fae. :P

@Emuxe

To clear something up: can anyone join the revenants/nephlim? Because the phrasing in your OP makes it sound a bit like it's only humans.

[Emuxe]

@Jeyma Yeah, anyone can join either faction. I realised my mistake and have edited it.

[Silver Carrot]

But Nephilm are kinda lawful good, and I want my Fae to be mischievous

[Emuxe]

Well, as Ark said earlier, we do suggest having more than one character. So...

[Silver Carrot]

I'll get to work on my CS's later today, then!

[SanaChan]

Perfect use of a taco commercial snippet *nods*

[Scyntell]

Chucking some notes down before editing into master post

Unorganised world building notes and shiz

Although the Nephilim have always been few in number, since the last great war against Alithe's dark forces some 500 years ago, there are fewer than ever. It is only through a respectful fear and great personal power that they hold the accords and laws governing the tenuous peace among the distrusting neutral races going though now even this influence wavers as they are spread thinner and thinner. No longer do they have the power to challenge Alithe directly and worse still, as tensions rise there are those among the Neutral races that believe the Nephilim no longer have the power needed or even the right to govern and protect the realms. Many have forgotten the danger of Alithe and her minions and governing bodies vie for ever greater control and influence among the realms, splintering the races further.

To add to the distrust against the Nephilim, they are given near ultimate authority over law, able to act as judge, jury, and executioner. Although each Nephilim is free to choose most aspects of his or her armament, there are a few key features that define them out of any crowd.


- An ashen white cloak as standard (Some Nephilim choose to adjust it's length and alter in different ways). The cloak is imbued with a few enchantments such as waterproofing and the fabric equalling armour in combat.
- Tattoo like markings of the Runes handed down from Raziel granting various powers and abilities (will be discussed later)
- The Braidh. The Braidh is a blessed artifact forged specific to each Nephilim that holds two forms. It is able to take the form of a hand and a half sword (along the lines of the image below) as well as a slender long chain only just thicker than a silver chain necklace. In both forms the braidh is embewed with a number of useful traits. Although not all a known, it is known that the Braidh is able to cut through any enchantment and there has yet been an armour to successfully turn aside the Braidh in sword form. Not only this but the Braidh is the primary tool in capturing criminals, as once the Braidh has been wrapped around the wrists of a being whilst in it's chain form, all strength and power is sapped from them, rendering the being helpless. As the Braidh has been forged to the fabric of each nephilim, all it's powers become inert when not weilded by its rightful owner.



Raziel's Runes

(need to find pics)

As not all of Raziel's children hold the use of magic, nor even the magic users hold the abilities required by Raziel for them to perform their duties, Raziel passed down his own powers within the limited forms of Runic markings seared upon the body. Each rune has an associated power which is then fused to the soul of the being wearing it. The exact number of Runes are unknown but there are some known of

- Various Runes marking transcendence from mortal form to the part Angelic form that is the Nephilim
- Rune that provides protection from mind intrusion
- Rune for Clarity of sight (as well as clarity of people's intents)
- Rune of protection, allowing the nephilim to take serious hits physically and magically
- Rune of Blinding light. This is the most known among supersition. Upon placing a hand upon the forehead of a being, the nephilim sends searing light throughout their mind and bodies. The light is the literally flame of Raziel himself and is used as a form of execution. The eyes are burnt from the head of the victim, with glimmering cracks forming along the husk of the body. The light cleanses all darkness from the victim and it is said that there may even be some that have survived over the years, though you can never trust rumours. Remember, when you see the light, Iron justice is at hand.
- Rune of Endurance. Allows the Neph to fight long after the limitations of their previous forms
- Rune of healing. Whilst it won't immediately fix any ailment, given enough time this rune allows for the nephilim to come back from all but the most mortal of wounds.

Must take note that while the runes are powerful, they all have their limits and faults.

@Arkaotic

I can imagine Lark nicknaming the Nephilim "Ghosts" due to how white they are. Pale skin and white coats.

Lark: "Tch, time to go. Damned Ghosts are here to spoil the fun." *spits*

[Soragoku]

Although each Nephilim is free to choose most aspects of his or her armament, there are a few key features that define them out of any crowd.


- An ashen white cloak as standard

@Arkaotic

fuck i based my whole character off of the image...

i'll figure something out. fuck.

[Lawful Newtral]

Backstory is still a work in progress, but tell me what you guys think of him now! ^.^

Hider

Basic Information

Full Name: Gellert Formonde
Age: 47 (so he claims)
Gender: Male
Birth Date: 01/01
Race: Humani
Alignment: Neutral

Appearance

Hair Color: Grey
Eye Color: Beady blue
Face Shape: Square, chiseled, a light stubble covering his chin and lining his jawline
Skin Tone: Pale olive
Height: 182 cm/5'9"
Weight: 75 kg/165 lb
Body Type: Muscular, battle-worn
Natural Markings: None
Scar(s): A singular gash across the left side of his lips, several old scars on his chest and back
Tattoo(s): One on his right shoulder; black outline of a lidded eye lined with inverse pentagramic spikes (img)

Personality

Gellert is nothing but a mysterious figure. Often coming as swiftly as the rain and vanishing without a trace just as fast, he's demure, mysterious and strictly professional with his dealings. No matter how hard you try, you'll find it almost impossible to get into his head. His thoughts are a mystery to everyone but himself and only the most perceptive can outline a pattern in his seemingly erratic and unpredictable judgment. Usually a quiet man who keeps to himself and doesn't let anyone pry at his past, Gellert has a penchant for wit and sarcastic remarks whenever he is stuck into a conversation. Generally, he doesn't go around and pick fights with people he knows to have no quarrel with. Despite his known profession as a shady mercenary and bounty hunter, he's quite peace-loving out of the job and a pleasant man all around. Just very, very intimidating, even when he doesn't mean to.

3 Words: Witty, Unpredictable, Scary
Like(s): The woods, kids, good music, magic (sleight of hand, not sorcery), money, alcohol
Dislike(s): Minstrels, thieves, wanton destruction, swimming, arrogance, being disrespected, monsters

Want(s): Family, home and a peaceful life
Fear(s): Drowning

Favorite...

Color(s): Grey
Time of Day: Evening
Food: Roasted river mackerel on a stick
Animal: Wolf
Place in Terra: Norione Village

Skills and Attributes

Skills

Special ability(s): Gellert wants to keep this under wraps as much as possible (for the shock value), but he is able to shapeshift into a number of various animals. Specifically, a wolf, an owl and a frog. Transformations take about a second at most and last indefinitely as long as he has energy and consciousness.

Good at...: Swordsmanship, primarily. Gellert is an exemplar fighter and can overpower most opponents in an honorable one-on-one duel. He is also good at simple cooking, stealth, lying and combat acrobatics.

Bad at...: Archery. Gellert has always been fascinated the rangers of the wood and wanted to emulate their masterful marksmanship. However, he never could get the hang of aiming and eventually abandoned that aspiration for simpler bladeworks. He's also notably incompetent at flirting, penmanship (his handwriting is sloppier that chicken scratches), dealing with thirst and also putting thoughts into words.

Traits

Good Habit(s): Gellert has tremendous respect for nature and its children and it shows in his day-to-day life. He also has peerless diligence and work ethic.

Bad Habit(s): He's unfortunately quite antisocial and detached, detesting having to interact beyond what is rational (in his eyes). Gellert also likes to binge drink.

History

The Past

Little is known about the origins of Gellert Formonde. He is an unreliable storyteller and rumors about his past are equally dubious. What is certain, however, is that he's lowborn, the son of peasant workers from Wellborough. Both of his parents were shapeshifters and he inherited their ability, able to shift into his favorite animals (wolves, owls and frogs). His life was modest and wasn't filled with much troubles. Not much fortune, either. Some time before he came of age, his father began teaching him how to properly handle a sword, himself being a former brigand that turned a new leaf when he found love with a brothel worker, leading of course to Gellert. As it turns out, he inherited his father's combat savviness; the sword flowed so easily in his arms. He could easily duke it out with his father at such an early age.

At his parent's suggestion, Gellert took up the work of a sellsword, lending his fighting skills where the money was right. He found steady work and camaraderie with the Rogue Knights. They were a mercenary company, primarily consisting of humani, that fought for any side given the right price. Though they styled themselves knights, they were anything but knightly. Each member was given the title Sir as well as an epithet (for example, Sir Dayne the Brave). Given his rapidly graying hair even before he reached his twilight years, Gellert wqs dubbed Sir Gellert the Grey. He racked up a respectable sum of gold fighting with the Knights, but committed no small number of crimes in the process, mostly out of peer pressure. He was given the idea that the world was inherently dark despite its beautiful exterior and the only way to survive was following the nature of it.

Twenty years Gellert spent with the Rogue Knights, becoming one of their most senior members. A turning point came when the company was ambushed by the opposing force. A bloodbath ensued, heavy casualties suffered on both sides. The Knights were forced to retreat, but Gellert was picked off in the rout, thrown into the raging river rapids and left for dead. He would've drowned under the current and died were it not for the kindness of an itinerant water spirit who pulled him out of the current. Given his condition, said water spirit brought her to her home in Norione Village to care for him (with the help of trained Fae healers). He recovered in no time and was invited to stay in the Village for a while. Gellert learned many things in his stay, chief among them water magic, taught by the water spirit that saved his life. The peaceful, serene environment and proximity to the beauty of nature also proved beneficial for his physical and mental health. His faith in the world was restored after being corrupted.

Eventually, his stay came to an end and Gellert was implored to return to his people, but not without given a gift first. The people of Norione Village were not people of warfare, but they have ancient weapons in case they come under attack. He was given two such weapons. First, a short sword (Fae longsword) of enchanted steel that is especially potent against creatures of the dark. The second was a dagger (Fae shortsword) that can conceal the wielder in shadows when held. The two blades are named Dire and Kelen, respectively. They would prove useful for him in future adventures.

The Present

Gellert is now back on the path of a mercenary. Though a resident of Wellborough, he often wanders the land to seek out bounties and troublesome monsters to slay. He aims to help the prosperity of Terra's people and thinks he has no place in the Raziel-Alithe conflict. Rather, Raziel and Alithe have no place here and should take their magical war elsewhere.

Lately, that conflict has raged more than he had ever known. It seems likely that he would be pulled into it. Yet Gellert wants none of that life. If need be, he will destroy both Alithe and Raziel, not in that order, to ensure the world stays in peace and freedom.

Memories

He remembers vividly his first transformation
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[Silver Carrot]

I've decided to scra my human after realising I wasn't that interested. Will be fleshing out my Fae though.

[Tortoise]

Ugh, I hate writing appearances. How does this sound?

"His skull, therefore, looks to be almost elfish, riddled with sharp features and angular dives, topped off by an up-pointed knife of a nose. It is a cruel face, a dangerous face.

When asked, he likes to tell people he is only half humani. Most assume the other half is elf. He doesn't bother to correct them."

[Scyntell]

@Lawful Newtral

Oh boy I can imagine Lark the klepto and Gellert not getting along one whit.

[Shmektheshmuck]

@Jeyma
Seems fine to me

[Silver Carrot]

Huh. What should the past of a Fae be?