[OOC] Nightscourge: A Redwall Tale

[SmallTownNerd]

@The One No magic unfortunately. Maybe some light healing if anything?

[Lemons]

Is there still room for one more in here? Been looking for one of these for ages!

[The One]

@Lemons I believe it is. Make a character and Gm can either accept or decline when he's on.

[Lemons]

Name: Adaira (a-DAY-ruh) Blackwood
Species: Squirrel
Appearance:
Alignment: Good
Starting location: Mossflower Wood
Age: 32

Weapon: Adaira favors the use of her ancestral family sword, a great claymore with the words Gealaich Buain engraved into the enormous blade that she is immensely proud of and attached to. However, as she’s not always able or willing to engage in close-quarters combat, she’s fairly skilled in the use of a shortbow that she keeps slung around her shoulders when not in use. Two small daggers are strapped the shoulderbelt that Gealaich Buain is sheathed on.

Backstory: Adaira is a bit of a mother hen, and always has been. When she was quite young, her parents died, leaving her in charge of her baby brother Gavin. She accepted it, taking care of him as best she could, and with her ceaseless effort, Gavin was able to grow up strong and healthy, now serving as a bellringer for Redwall Abbey. Yet, Adaira could never stomach living in Redwall, really. It was too enclosed. Not enough open air, free space, trees to climb through for the wildcard that she is. She preferred to live out in Mossflower in her now-empty family home, but she spends little time there. While she doesn’t live in Redwall, she enjoys talking to the Abbeyfolk, and often comes by to visit, usually unannounced. She is well-liked on her frequent visits, especially by the Dibbuns, whom she has a knack of caring for.

Other: Adaira has a dry, somewhat sarcastic sense of humor, which, like it or not, is rather prolific. Don’t let it fool you; she cares deeply about anybody she views herself as responsible for, no matter how many long-suffering, disappointed sighs she may heave. The Blackwood family hail from the Northlands, and thought the accent largely faded from their bloodline long ago after a few generations spent in Mossflower, she still retains a faint lilt to her voice, and the enormous blade that is her heritage. The Blackwood clan left the North after being driven out by a great conquering wildcat known as Verdauga Greeneyes and wandered for hundreds of years before finally making their way south to Mossflower after the fall of Kotir.

Airson dubh daraich de Dhathasan Chnoc! - Blackwood clan warcry (For the black oak of Fallow Hill!)

[The One]

@Lemons Good Cs. I think Spike and her will get on well. Just wait till the Gm accepts and perhaps we can have some characters meet.

[Themerlinhawk]

Mind if I join you all? Not usually one to join an in progress game even if it just started but I can make an exception for redwall

[DragonKingUk]

@Themerlinhawk Make a Cs the Gm will be on soon.

[Themerlinhawk]

@SmallTownNerd

Regis Lightpaw

Name: Regis Lightpaw
Species: squirrel
Appearance:

Age: 28
Alignment: Good
Starting location: Mossflower country

Weapon: Regis wields a pair of axes, light blades which can easily be used for close combat as well as being weighted for throwing. The axe heads belonged to his grandfather who was killed years ago defending Noonvale from a clan of rats who had been seeking the hidden birthplace of Rose. After Alden Lightpaw’s death the Axes were interred with him.

Years later following the discovery and destruction of Noonvale, Regis recovered the Axe heads from his grandfather's grave swearing vengeance on them.

The hafts of the axes are a polished dark wood taken from the shores of the North sea beyond the long since forgotten burrows of Holt Lutra. Regis spent want days, after finding a replacement for the Axe hafts, shaping and rebuilding the weapons.

Regis is also skilled with the other weapons of the Lightpaw clan including the longbow, longsword, throwing knives, bolas and sling though he has yet to replace the rest of his weapons.

Backstory:

Born to the Lightpaw clan Regis was destined to become a defender of Noonvale. While the vast majority of the residents of the hidden community refused violence, the Lightpaw and Shadowtail clans insured that the community could live in peace by keeping out intruders.

When Regis was in his late twenties the Noonvale witnessed an unprecedented and unprepared for attack. A band of rats had been searching for the hidden community and finally in the dead of a heat heavy summer night. They found it. All Regis remembers is the screams of his friends and family as they were killed in their beds. His father died by the sword and Regis was left for dead. The morning found the squirrel, wounded and alone with the dead. Noonvale had been discovered and destroyed. After days treating his wounds and burying the dead Regis finally made his way to his grandfather’s grave where he recovered the Axes he now carries.

With vengeance in his heart and something calling him to the South Regis left the shores of the northern sea where he had wandered after the tragedy he had survived. Now the roving squirrel guard has made his way into Mossflower Country. Regis does not know why he wandered south but something has been calling him onward, and little does the Last Son of Noonvale know but his path is dead set on colliding with the fate of Redwall Abbey.

[Lemons]

@Themerlinhawk Ooh, another northern squirrel! Adaira is going to have a field day with him!

[Themerlinhawk]

@Lemons Sounds good to me :)

[Themerlinhawk]

Okay I think I will call it on this one. Take care you all