[OOC] The Kingdom of Belvoir - Hunter's Guild (Taking Applications)

[Excal]

@Zelosse Oh on the contrary, she's absolutely fascinated by him! His dyed armor smells like dried blood! Although their different mannerisms will probably put them off, and I'm sure there will be a competitive edge given his hunter background and her... condition.

[Zelosse]

I see this going one of two ways

A) Calls her out as a shallow, pompous, self-righteous bible thumping coward. Abandons her at the first sight of trouble.

B) Wife material. A nagging harpy is just what he needs to motivate the bastard into going on longer hunts to avoid family obligation.

[Excal]

@Zelosse Pfffahaha or the devilish third option.

He senses at some point her true nature and they begin a hunter's dance, trying to manuever without revealing their true nature, him desiring a great hunt with "monsters", her a glorious and dramatic fight with a notable human for once. Perhaps she'll even seek to convert him!

[Stitches]

This looks pretty interesting, I'm wondering about making a very particular character concept that'll either flop or flourish. I usually play a part of a duo with my friend - think Joel and Ellie from the last of us. My buddy's gone on hiatus with me a few months back and I'm tenuously trying to get back into forum RP, so I'm thinking about making my character without her partner in crime to start off with and if I really latch onto the plot then I'll invite him over too. So I'm thinking about a Hunter's apprentice, looking for her mentor in the middle of buttfuck nowhere? Has enough skills to get by but isn't really that good of a fighter just yet, tags along with the group in the hopes of finding her mentor, generally boosts morale with her wry humour and energetic demeanor... hopefully throwing a spanner in the works with this bloodborne-esque party dynamic we've got in here. What do you all think?

[Zelosse]

@Excal better to die a human, with the prowess of a monster, than live on as just another creature of the night.

[LordLinguinie]

@Stitches Im definitely interested In this characters dynamic in the group, it could be a very interesting aspect, and Id be happy to have more people joining! If you have any questions or concerns, feel free to ask.

[Nymeria]

@Stitches I agree with Linguinie. I like the idea and Captain Drystan might even be interested in taking on an apprentice. Although he'll be a bit of an ass to him/her. Back when I used to roleplay some seven years ago, I also had a partner I frequently roleplayed with. It was kind of an unspoken thing between us that our characters were always either friends or lovers.

I've got a class to be at in a bit but I'll probably get on here and post a reply in a few hours.

[Stitches]

@Stitches I agree with Linguinie. I like the idea and Captain Drystan might even be interested in taking on an apprentice. Although he'll be a bit of an ass to him/her. Back when I used to roleplay some seven years ago, I also had a partner I frequently roleplayed with. It was kind of an unspoken thing between us that our characters were always either friends or lovers.

I've got a class to be at in a bit but I'll probably get on here and post a reply in a few hours.

@Nymeria

Oh, I'd keep my character mentor-less for now just in case real life kicks me in the ass. The only one I'd trust to RP our my mentor is my IRL buddy...but that's not to say you can't take her under your wing if you want to, when you meet her! If I can't handle the RP due to my schedule then she'll march on her merry way, but because I want that excuse to leave peacefully I don't want to write her into anyone's backstory.

I'll work on a CS tonight since I'm waiting on paint to dry, but I won't post anything until I've got my appearance sorted.

[Stitches]

Name: Abigail Harlow
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Height: 5’2”
Weight: 116lbs
Occupation/Status: Moral Support, General Busybody, Unpaid Labourer, Presumably A Hunter’s Apprentice But Nobody’s Quite Sure At This Point

Appearance:
Standing tall at five-foot nothing with a shit-eating grin, a mane of messy blonde hair and inquisitive periwinkle eyes is Abigail Harlow. Or, at least, she would be standing tall were it not for the large backpack that was weighing her down and appeared to be full of everything she owns - and then some. She wears a travelling cloak which does little to bulk out her skinny limbs and flat chest and appears to be a fan of tunics. She wears boots that are too big for her, trousers that are too small, and no jewellery or piercings that can get caught in anything unpleasant. She is scattered with little scars, nicks, scrapes and bruises that seem to shift about on a daily basis.

Personality:
Abigail bears the tell-tale signs of a woman forced to mature too quickly. She fluctuates between being self-sufficient and sensible to acting like any other cheeky teenage girl would. Her sharp tongue and witty comments are more than enough to get her in trouble. Often restless and always fidgety, Abigail has a boundless amount of energy that spills into her everyday life and fuels her moments of irrationality, those famous “fuck-it-let’s-give-this-a-shot” ideas that every young adult has been guilty of before.

She enjoys debates and isn’t afraid to speak her mind, even if they devolve into shouting matches and sulking. Her sharp mind means that even if she couldn’t exactly avoid trouble, she was well equipped for getting herself out of whatever screw-up she inevitably lands herself in. Even if she acts like a smart-ass from time to time, no-one is more aware of their own frailty than Abigail. Almost everything she does is humbled by the constant reminder that she is younger, weaker and less experienced than most of the people around her. Yes, she is passionate and stubborn and will fight for her voice to be heard but there are some situations where Abigail can clearly see she is physically weaker than most. Abigail isn’t afraid of running away from fights she can’t handle and has a healthy amount of common sense that inhibits her impulsive behaviour from time to time.

History:
Born in Augsburg, Abigail learned to fucking despise spiders at a very early age. She was a farmer’s daughter, a housewife’s precious angel and the second-oldest of five. Her mother Catherine taught her the usual housekeeping skills; cooking, cleaning, sewing, a little bit of first aid, making-do-with-what-you-got whilst her father Harken was more than happy to teach Abigail how to look after animals, ride horses, spot signs of illness, forage, the like. When it came to menial tasks or things you hadn’t thought of trying, Abigail flourished. She grew up surrounded by peace, tranquility, and the odd spider infestation. Her first weapon was a broom.

Unfortunately, Abigail couldn’t help but notice that the spiders were getting bigger as she grew bigger too. And then when she stopped growing, the spiders were still getting bigger, and there were little posters up next to the town hall about missing pets, missing livestock, then missing children. When her youngest brother Bobby vanished in the middle of the night, Abigail rolled up her sleeves, picked up her broom and a lantern, and wandered off into the woods alone - because she was a smart and independent 16 year old who didn’t have to tell her parents where she was going. She was a grown-up. It was honestly surprising she made it in deep enough to get lost in the first place without becoming dinner.

As you might expect, fate caught up with Abigail and Abigail got caught up in a particularly large web. Her shrieks and horrors attracted every godless behemoth on that side of Ondorro Forest, including a grizzled man with a weapon bigger than she was. This man was also surprised to see that Abigail had not only survived to cross such a distance on her own but was also quite energetically flailing her broomstick at anything that got too close. He admired her gutsy attitude and decided that there’d be one less lost child in the woods that night. When a (mildly traumatised, bloodsoaked, hungry and tired) Abigail had managed to shuffle out of the forest holding onto her rescuer’s (equally as bloodsoaked) cape and into the nearest settlement, she started to cry; mainly because the stranger had taken her to Overresch. Once Abigail had calmed down enough to explain what happened, he realised it was much more impressive than he originally anticipated; that Abigail must have been wandering, foraging and hiding for weeks looking for a little brother that she was pretty sure would just be a dessicated lump of meat by now. Understanding that you don’t usually find that much hunter potential on a day-to-day basis, he took her under his wing, promising to bring her back home. He kept his promise, but the adventures they had along the way made her grow quite attached to her grumpy friend. Reassuring her distraught parents that she was okay and not spider-food, Abigail took to the roads once more to continue her training.

And she was abysmal. She couldn’t hold a sword for the life of her - combat was simply out of the question, and she had the same amount of stamina as a puppy - bursts of energy followed by spontaneous napping. It was as if she was physically built to oppose being a huntress in every sense of the word...and yet her mentor did not give up. Because the thing is that Abigail learned through practice; and he knew that she was stealthier than those spiders, the apex predators of Ondorro. Because all of those failures were made up for instantly in her incredible hiding skills. She had managed to scare him more than once during their travels. She had a real, honest-to-god talent but he was a fighter, not a rogue. He didn’t know how to coax it out of her and had made a promise (read: grown too attached) to keep her safe and not let her out of his sight.

Only, one day, he did. And she was gone, and he went off to look for her. Then she came back and saw that he was gone. So she went off to look for him. And he was nowhere to be seen. So she kept walking, knowing that she’d eventually bump into him again since he was some sort of master tracker, unstoppable fighter and grim survivalist in her eyes. And as she walked, she crested a hill and spotted a group of Hunters...and she went to say hello.

Formatting's being a bitch and I want to go to bed, so here it is - in its purest form. Abigail Harlow!

[Nymeria]

Alright. Got my post up. If anyone wants to add anything that happens on the boat, go ahead. I just wanted to continue moving things along so we weren't all stuck on the ship for however long.

@Stitches Sounds good to me. Go ahead and post it.

[Excal]

Hmm, so, did they have a mission brief on the ship as Drystan said? Will Davos post sharing info on the ship, or should one of our chars organise a more formal brief on the shore line?

I wanna write Anastasia calling everyone to briefly gather, share info, and organise into parties with instructions on what to do if the creature is spotted or his lair (signal fires or some thing). But I don't want to overstep incase a briefing was done or everyone's gonna organise beforehand.

[Zelosse]

I'll have a post up tomorrow if the bosses decide not to vote. That can serve as the gathering.

[Stitches]

Could I have a bit of information on the island? Is it uninhabited and how dangerous is it? I might dump Abigail there, depending on how realistic it is for her to be there.

[Excal]

@Stitches @LordLinguinie made a post of the creature coming back to the Island further up in the IC, and before that the creature faced Davos as he wanted to early scout snd it got away.

From what I gather it's abandoned because its pretty much rocky terrain and has a cave network where the creature is with eggs.

[Nymeria]

I wanted to leave it open. I figured Davos would give a little spiel on the ship and then when they get to the shore, they can do whenever. Drystan isn't the most sociable person so he's more of a let's go and do rather than a let's stop and plan person.

[Stitches]

Perfect place for Abigail to just... appear. Nobody would expect to find some kid just chilling on the island!

EDIT: Actually, I was midway through typing a response when I realised something. Abigail's a bit of a glass cannon; her stealth and agility are very, VERY skilled (simply through lots of experience by now) whereas she's pretty much useless at everything else. However, I don't want her going full-ninja on everyone; I wanted to know whether it was okay for Abigail to have superior stealth to the hunter PCs or not? I don't want to steal anyone's thunder, that's all. I think I'll leave it for the GMs to decide but if anyone has any personal gripes about it feel free to let me know now.

[LordLinguinie]

@Stitches so I know I'm late on this, but your sheet is missing the strengths/weaknesses portion. I Don't want to be a party pooper, we just gotta have the same format for all of the hunters.

[Stitches]

@Stitches so I know I'm late on this, but your sheet is missing the strengths/weaknesses portion. I Don't want to be a party pooper, we just gotta have the same format for all of the hunters.

@LordLinguinie

Oh, that's because Abigail's no huntress. She's an apprentice with no master, only a year into her training and it's been going very poorly. She's smart enough to avoid fighting whenever possible - that's why I used the human CS skeleton instead of the Hunter one. By and large, she's more of a glorified helping-hand and knows full well to stay at the back and not get involved unless absolutely necessary.

[LordLinguinie]

Oh, that makes sense, nevermind then lol.

[Excal]

@Stitches It depends on the hunter. We got tracker types, sailor rogue types, my char's a vampire pretending to be a holy manhunter for a noble family, we got that fur coated ranger poison girl who's big on stealth and agility too, and so on.