[OOC] The Dark Bastion.

[eddieddi]

I'll wait for one more CS or another few hours before I put up the IC

[eddieddi]

IC is up.

[Light]

Hey I saw that the IC started. Is it too late to make a CS?

[eddieddi]

Nope. We're pretty much a drop in-drop out rp. since the bastion will have newcomers all the time.

[Light]

OK I'm working on it right now then.

[eddieddi]

looking forward to seeing it.

[Light]

Name; Vaahn (pronounced "vawn" or "von" based on accent)
Sex; Male
Age; 148
Race; Dhampir
Race Explanation; Half-Vampire. Tall and slender and with well-defined musculature, dhampirs look like statuesque humans of unearthly beauty. Their hair, eye, and skin colors resemble unnerving versions of their mothers'; many possess a ghastly pallor, particularly in the sunlight, while those with dark complexions often possess skin the color of a bruise. While many dhampirs can pass as humans in ideal conditions, their features are inevitably more pronounced and they move with an unnaturally fluid grace. All dhampirs have elongated incisors. While not true fangs, these teeth are sharp enough to draw blood, and many suffer a reprehensible desire to indulge in sanguinary delights.

Personality; Just as the bulk of his race, Vaahn acts and speaks with finesse, he always has a "high-class" persona about him. Since he lives in the Bastions, he's embraced his vampiric heritage and shunned his human lineage. He is very cordial and suave at his best. At his worst, he is cold and spiteful.
History; Vaahn was born and lived most of his childhood in the populated cities of human civilization. From a very young age, he had always been alienated by those around him, despite not knowing why. He lived in a small home with only his father, as his mother passed away soon after his birth.

It wasn't until his adolescence that he learned the truth: His father was a vampire, and his mother was killed for wedding him and baring his child. His whole life to that point was in unknown hiding, thanks to his father's skill at elusiveness. But it became crucial for Vaahn to learn of his true heritage, as they were now being hunted by the very same society that they used to call home. In their attempts to flee, his father was captured by the humans. Fearing for his own life and too weak at the time to save him, Vaahn ran away.

After about a year of scavenging in the wilds to keep himself alive, he happened upon the Bastion and was more-or-less accepted into the towers and cavers. After getting his life back on track, he decided he would seek revenge on those who drove him out, and to learn what became of his father.

Powers/skills; While adept with most types of bladed weaponry, Vaahn prefers a simple rapier as his choice of arms. His true prowess, however, comes from his skill in blood magic. Passed down by his father's vampire bloodline, Vaahn is able to use blood as fuel for casting spells. Unlike most wizards or sorcerers, he uses his magic as a super-natural extension of himself, instead of preparing complex hexes with a spell book. Any source of blood can be used as a material component of his magic, be it from slain enemies, vials of blood, or even his own cuts and gashes.
Common Inventory; Vaahn carries very little in the ways of utilities. All he keeps on his person at any time is his sword, any money he owns, and several vials of blood, each about the size of an average test-tube used by alchemists. However he does always wear a dark ruby necklace that he treasures as a gift from his father.

Appearance;

Vaahn is 6'3" and a slender 135lbs. His dark hair and fair complexion are from his mother. He is well-toned, but not enough to appear overly-muscular. He favors flavorful clothing, despite the slum-like conditions of some parts of the Bastion.

[Light]

Waiting on approval before I jump in.

[eddieddi]

Welcome to the Bastion.
I feel that there's going to be some very interesting shenanigans.

[KatherinWinter]

I cant wait. I love shenanigans

[Light]

If possible, could you archive all the accepted CS's with their players in the OP? It would be easier to keep track of who's who that way.

[Light]

Also we are playing with guns and other high-tech? Cool.

[eddieddi]

I will get on to archiving them when I have more time. as for the guns. I am thinking the really rudimentary things Like pre-pirates. you'll have barrel loading flintlocks that backfire about 25% of the time and have less than 20m accurate range.

[Light]

Sounds good

[Olsted]

Might as well join while the joining is good.

Name: Blade

Age: 27

Race: Avian

Race Explanation: An offshoot of the Harpy race. Avians resemble humans in appearance in just about every way possible, the only difference between human and Avian
being the flight enabling wings that sprout from the Avain's backs. They are also far lighter than humans, or other races in general, in order for flight to be possible, though this also means that they are also far more fragile than humans or other similar races. As such they are rarely ones to start, let alone participate in, conflicts unless they have strong allies backing them or no less than certain victory. Some call them cowards, others opportunists, but they call themselves wise.

Personality: Somewhat of an oddball compared to his fellow Avians, Blade not only starts fights, he's made a profession out of it. Essentially a sword for hire/jack-of-all-trades he'll take on any manner of job for the right price, be it acting as a bodyguard for an entitled individual to fetching ingredients for a warlock. He is able to kill without a shred guilt; however, it is mostly due to his pragmatic view on killing in that he is only doing what he is being paid to do.

History: Blade was separated from his clan during an attempt to escape from humans bent on "purging the evil man-beasts from Athara" even though the humans were completely unprovoked. He survived mainly by fooling and then stealing from humans when he learned how exploitable they were if they couldn't see his wings. He survived this way until he was about 17 when he managed to steal a sword from a merchant who had been dumb enough to let him hitch a ride on his cart. After stealing the sword he eventually found his way to the Bastion where he set to work making a new life for himself, naming himself after the first thing he could call his own.

Powers/skills: Blade, as his name suggests is a capable swordsman, his sword of choice being a claymore. Seeing as he is an Avian, he is capable of flying for extended periods of time. Additionally, while Avians are not particularly known for their magical capabilities, he has picked up Geomancy through a few odd jobs he's done for warlocks and their ilk.

Common Inventory: Other than his sword, his armor, and his pouch of valuables, Blade has little else he doesn't either store away for emergencies or liquidate into funds. Of the few things he does go through the trouble of toting around, one is a first-aid kit and the other is a well concealed dagger.

Appearance:

[Light]

Olsted! Hiiiiii

[eddieddi]

Well, I'll make sure he gets a room high up in the bastion. good for easy take offs. Welcome to the team.

[Light]

Jsyk eddie I switched from a straight sword to a rapier on my CS. Just a minor thing but it makes much more sense for Vaahn's archetype.

[eddieddi]

I can't se a problem with that.

[Olsted]

Hellooooooo, Light!