[OOC] Fire Emblem RP

[PURRfect93]

Mkay, I'll change em to knights and change a bit o story

[babbysama]

Still room aboard the CUHRAYZEE train?

I'd love to join

[Nerendier]

When do we expect to start this RP?

[TentacleLord]

babbysama said
Still room aboard the CUHRAYZEE train? I'd love to join

Certainly, more folks are always welcome.

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Nerendier said
When do we expect to start this RP?

While I'm waiting on people to post up their CSs, I'll be writing up my own and working on the opening post in short order.

[MULTI_MEDIA_MAN]

Oh, TL, I never got a response for the finished CS. Back on page 4.

[TentacleLord]

Gotcha. After looking it over, you're in the clear.

[MULTI_MEDIA_MAN]

Woooooo

[Psyker Landshark]

Name: Isaac

Race: Beorc

Sex: Male

Class: Hero

Gender Identity: Male

Age: 34

Appearance:


Equipment:
-Steel Poleaxe
-Steel Blade
-Tomahawk

Personality:
Ambitious and pragmatic, Isaac is willing to do almost anything to get ahead and advance beyond his station in life. However, he is not completely heartless, as he cares for and is protective of those who serve under him, partially because he genuinely cares for his soldiers, and partially because he feels that his men are one of his most useful resources in gaining more power for himself. Blunt, but cunning, Isaac does not mince words and is often brutally honest, even when diplomacy and tact would serve him better. He respects ability and skill more than anything else, and puts no stock in political or noble influence.

Bio:
Isaac grew up as an orphan in the streets of Vinsenia's capital, surviving through stealing. During his childhood and early teenage years, he proved himself savvy enough to survive in the slums, being both strong enough to defend himself and cunning enough to avoid being threatened in the first place. However, the instant he came of age, he enlisted in the Vinsenian army to escape life in the streets. Isaac was shipped off to a border fort and handed an axe and a set of mail. He stayed in the border garrison for a few years, rising quickly through the enlisted ranks through proving himself against bandit raids and occasional skirmishes until he was eventually made a ranked officer, taking his lieutenant's place after the man was slain in a border skirmish.

After this success, Isaac sought to rise even higher, and began actively working to ascend further through the ranks of the army, learning as much as he could to better his own skills while also ingratiating himself with his soldiers and gaining their loyalty. Over the course of a decade, Isaac rapidly ascended through the Vinsenian army through sheer ability until he was made a commander second only to a general. When the new Vinsenian king took the throne and began conquering the other countries in the Vale, Isaac followed his general into battle against Caldegia. However, he and a number of men quickly grew dissatisfied at the general's skill in warfare, noting how the Vinsenian army had been pushed back against an army which they held the numerical and strategic advantage against. The general was a noble glory seeker with no actual experience in warfare, having been appointed under the previous king's reign only through his political connections. As a result of this, Isaac and a number of men loyal to him hatched a plot to assassinate the man. Isaac provoked the general to ride out to "save" a group of scouts, claiming that they had fallen under attack from enemy outriders. The general took the bait, and took Isaac and his men with him as a bodyguard unit. Isaac and the soldiers loyal to him proceeded to do the opposite of a bodyguard unit's job, and cut the man's throat as soon as they were far enough away from the army camp. Upon returning to camp, Isaac claimed that assassins had slain the general, which was true from a certain point of view, and proceeded to take command of the army himself. In their next battle against a Caldegian army, Isaac's men smashed the Caldegians and routed them before he linked up with the other Vinsenian generals and proceeded to take the capital of Caldegia at their side. After this, Isaac officially became the general in command of the 3rd Vinsenian Army, and he played a pivotal role in the conquest of the Free State of Del Monray. These successes led the Vinsenian king to place Isaac's army at the vanguard of the invasion of Belinni, and so Isaac led the spearhead of the army into Belinni, commencing the invasion of the last country in the Vale.

Likes:
Coffee, books

Dislikes:
Politics, cold weather

Strengths:
- Has a keen tactical mind.
- Charismatic. Is loved by his soldiers.

Weaknesses:
- Blunt and tactless. Has no skill in politics, which strains relations with some of his fellow generals.
- Vengeful and has a tendency to hold a grudge, and his judgement can be heavily affected by it.

[silavor]

Ohhh, is that our first official antagonist?

[TentacleLord]

Psyker Landshark said
Name: Isaac

Looks good, accepted.

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And now for my trio, soon to be joined by another. Which means I'll get to work on the opening post in the morning.

Name: Duraid Carthul
Race: Beorc
Sex: Male
Class: Warrior
Gender Identity: Male.
Age: 49
Appearance:

A grizzled bear of a man, built like a tank and with the deep voice to match. He stands at six foot, six inches, but has the girth and the heavyset body to mach. His stocky head is cleanly shaven, although his roughly hewn beard is a mix of ginger and grey.
Equipment: A combination of leather and metal armor that's as much for keeping his bits from falling off as it is to prevent such happenstance.
In addition, he always carries at least his trusty Steel Axe and Bow, along with vulneraries at all times.
Personality: Gruff, tough, and businesslike. With the Mercenaries in particular, he's stern but fair, treating each of the members with an odd combination of contempt and caring. Not one to loose his head in a fight, and will make snap judgement on gut feelings. He's a moral man, but will cut corners to make top dollar or come out on alive.
Bio: The current commander of the Mercenaries, much of Duraid's past is a mystery, even to his most trusted men. However, what's known amounts to simply this: He was born in Del Stalliga, had a wife for a portion of time, and founded the Mercenaries an indeterminate time after that.
Currently, he's spent much of his time in the lands around Belinni, acquiring new companions for the ranks of the Mercenaries before going directly to the town that offered the most coin and accepting their protection contract.
Likes: Money, Animals
Dislikes: Doctors
Strengths: Brutally efficient, and overly cautious.
Weakness: Emotionally distant from his men, and overly cautious.

Name: Faris Carthul
Race: Beorc
Sex: Female
Class: Mercenary
Gender Identity: Female
Age: 23
Appearance:

A tall, lithe young woman who stands at five foot, eleven inches. Keeps her roughly cut, ginger hair in a short ponytail.
Equipment: Utterly unremarkable Mercenary-class gear, with an Iron Blade to match.
Personality: Easily aggravated and prone to bouts of unreasonable anger. Faris is quite unlike her much more careful father, choosing instead to rely on instinct and rage in her battles. Fiercely competitive, and lies easily.
Bio: Born twenty-three years prior to the current war, Faris' life was always that of a mercenary, accompanying her father on his missions. Even as a young girl, she was told to tag along to 'learn the trade', mostly by making sure that the weapons were kept sharp and that the money was kept in order.
As soon as she was able to hold a blade without falling over and impaling herself, she was subjected to the same brutal training as the other recruits that Duraid had picked up, making certain that she wouldn't fall behind the many usful prospects that he'd found.
Fifteen years later, Faris never found that she had. The sacrifice of her childhood may have scarred her, but it definitely made her a killer.
Likes: Money, company, fighting.
Dislikes: Her father, horses, magi.
Strengths: Used to the battlefield and the blood that comes with it, emotionally deadened to the atrocities of the battlefield.
Weakness: Lack of empathy, careless swordplay, unfriendly and uncharismatic.

Name: Kayech Del Vinensia
Race: Beorc
Sex: Male
Class: Unknown
Gender Identity: Presumably Male, but Unknown
Age: ??
Appearance:

A young man of indeterminable age, with strong features and beautiful blue-green eyes. Has carefully cut, slightly curled blonde hair.
Equipment: Whenever he's made a public appearance, the Vinsenian King is always wearing a set of beautifully flowing robes, with the Blade of Kings sheathed by his side.
Personality: Cheerful. Anything else is usually rumor and guesswork, most likely manipulated by one of the high generals.
Bio: Much of before he ascended to the throne is unknown, with only a few choice details of how the heroic man took a stand before the old, stagnant king and proved his worth by drawing the Blade of Kings, a feat that was unheard of since the time of the founding families.
Likes: Life, Living, Unkown.
Dislikes: Unknown
Strengths: Unknown
Weakness:Unknown
Other: Of the new king, nearly nothing of his personal life and day-to-day actions is known to the general public. To them, the heir of Vinsenia is a legendary hero incarnate, who is able to weild the blade of the kings and bring light and valor to the battlefield, sundering castles in mere hours with his presence. His 'liberation' of the nations surrounding Vinsenia actually increased the general welfare and health of the populace of the Vale, making some of the invaded think that his inevitable conquest of Belinni is a good thing.
Much else is unknown, hidden from the public as the high generals of Vinensia make certain that his power kept secret as to not allow for the development of any countermeasures.

[Psyker Landshark]

silavor said
Ohhh, is that our first official antagonist?

Yup.

[Vincanity]

Can't finish my CSs until tonight.Work.

[TentacleLord]

Posted the the opening post, feel free to ask any questions and go ahead and post if you've been accepted.

[PURRfect93]

sorry been rather busy, off to edit my cs :O ill repost here :O

[Psyker Landshark]

Hurrah.

[PURRfect93]

CS in progress >>

Name: Alice Von Scmitt

Race: Human

Sex: female

Class: General

Gender Identity: Female, but tomboyish and acts like a man.

Age: 42

Appearance

Equipment

~Armor: High end heavy armor that reduces speed and movement somewhat, but can deflect iron weapons and sometimes steel.

~Weapons: armorslayer, iron axe, a broken silver lance, and a steel bow.

~note on silver lance~ Alice's broken silver lance is effectively a short lance and equal to a steel lance at best. see bio for explanation.

Personality: Blunt, straight to the point, and wont hesitate to say what shes thinking regardless if its rude or not. On the outside she can be rather harsh sometimes, but she does have a soft side if you can get to know her.

Bio

Alice was raised with four older brothers. being the youngest of five she was influenced greatly by them, acting more like a boy then a girl. over the years her brothers joined the [villainous nations] army as they came of age. eventually she joined as well as a recruit. Alice soon rose to the rank of knight at the age of only 17, and soon worked alongside her brothers, who had become a Myrmidon trio. over the years they worked as a team and family, fighting when needed, protecting villages from monster invasions. by the age of 39 she had entered the ranks of the generals, while her brother Kint had become Hero and Welsh had become a Swordmaster, will however had separated from the his siblings and had become an imperial assassin. Although his official title had been "Emissary". Shortly thereafter a nearby village had come under attack by bandits calling themselves "the red fangs". Alice was the first to take her troops there, but she had arrived to late. most of the village was ransacked and only a few survivors remained. Taking of after the bandits alone, she left the village under the care of her troops. when she had found the bandits camp she got into long battle with them. being a general she was able to deflect most of their attacks with her armor. However the leader and his main men had managed to acquire a few lancereavers. though she fought hard, they defeated her by breaking her lance in half, rendering her unable to fight. Afterwards they escaped. It was at this point that Alice had asked to be able to retire from the army, just before new rule had been established. when her brothers had asked why, she had simply said that as much as she had done, she had wanted to settle down and actually have a peaceful life. she had seen plenty of fighting to last her for a life time. In truth she couldn't help but blame herself for being to slow to prevent the destruction of the village. She was granted her retirement and she moved to a coastal village in galemoor to relax and live out her life. she kept all of her gear with her however, in case she was ever needed to join into combat once again.Her brothers Kint and Welsh soon thereafter retired as well, living in the same town as their sister. family was family after all.

Likes/Dislikes: Alice likes "hanging out with the guys" rather then gossiping with other women or other things of that nature. this would include drinking and having the occasional brawl as well. many a sailor has lost their money wagering that she would loose a fight. She severely dislikes being treated as a "proper woman", preferring to be treated like any other man out there.

Strengths/Weakness: Excels at combat, has an amazing ability with lances and swords, and has some skill with axes and bows. Isn't the best with her peoples skills, is slower then most in combat, and is easily flanked when alone.

Other: hopes to one day find a Hoplon Guard to replace her shield. (rather then become immune to crits, would just reduce effectiveness of armorslayers)

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name(s): Kint, welsh, and Will Von Schmitt

Race: human

Sex: (all) male

Class:

Kint

hero

Welsh

Swordmaster

Will

assassin

Gender Identity: each brother identifies as male

Age: 44, 44, and 45 respectively

Height: surprisingly, each is actually 6 foot 3 inches, giver or take a few centimeters

appearance(s):

Kint

Welsh

Will

Equipment:

Kint

Brave axe, Steel blade, Runeblade

Welsh

Killing Edge, Armorslayer, Iron Blade

Will

Steel sword, runeblade, Slim sword

Personality:

Kint

Kint is a charismatic man, able to lead fellow troops into battle with a fearless demeanor. he likles to talk and gets along with others fairly well.

Welsh

Welsh is the quieter of the siblings. He has a nasty gambling habit and tends loose more then he wins. when he finds a person he likes, he tends to talk more then normal. Hes quiet the flirt as well.

Will

Will is the oddball. he tends to make silly jokes and dosnt get along with most people. He has a good eye for valuables, and has a small touch of sticky fingers. Different from the others, Will has no remorse for those he kills. To him life is either kill or be killed. its just how life is.

Bio: (see Alice Von Schmitt)

Other: Will has in his possession a rare spell tome that he pilfered from the palace libraries. it has yet to be noticed however so hes been quite lucky.

[Vincanity]

CS's are done. On the previous page. I made up a small country beforehand, but it can either be switched or just have a spot between Caldegia and Fellhark in the mountains?

[TentacleLord]

PURRfect93 said
Name: Alice Von Scmitt

Alice is fine, but I'd point out that Myrmidons don't promote into Heroes.

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In response to Vincanity, sure, but with a few stipulations.

It'd have to be on the Fellhark side of the mountains, if just to explain why Vinsenia hasn't conquered it yet.

However, Fellhark's also a relatively lawless place, so it's not unheard of for there to be countries around that are usually unknown.

Edit:

Vincanity said Wolf-Laguz Bros

They are accepted.

[Bright_Ops]

If it is not to late to join in...

Name: Manus
Race: Human
Sex: Male
Class: Mage
Gender Identity: Heterosexual Male
Age: 23
Height: 6.2 feet tall
Weight: 80 kilograms
Appearance:

Manus

Equipment:
Armor: His cloak which he seems to wear at almost all the time.
Weapons: Tomes of Fire, Wind and Lightning.
Other: A pretty standard but solid knife, various books that are either blank or continue some of his writings, a writing kit that is restocked whenever the opening presents itself, a portable homemade looking telescope.

Personality: Manus is friendly enough when talked to but more often then not he will keep to himself, thinking over things that are simply centuries, if not millennium ahead of his time. Manus is somewhat distant from his peers simply because any conversation that delves into what he is working on or thinking about results in him having to explain (IE, dumb down) concepts that are must likely completely alien to the listener. To his credit however Manus is more then willing to take the time to explain the strange thoughts running through his mind to those willing to listen; knowledge was meant to be shared after all.

In his free time, Manus likes to write down the formula and ideas that run rampant through his mind; the act of pinning them down to a page helping him not only work out some of the missing gaps, but also putting him somewhat at ease that if the worst should happen he would leave something behind for those who follow him to expand upon.

Bio:

Manus has always been a bright boy; It was an attribute that had gotten him selected to be a student of one of the greatest minds in the country, Sage Monty of the Python Academy. Sage Monty was a truly wise man who desired to learn all the secrets of the universe that he could but as the years passed by and he started to leave the prime of his life, Sage Monty saw his limited life span and reconsidered his approach to completing the goal of his life; Instead of learning everything one at a time, he would create a spell that would allow him to learn all the secrets of the universe at once.

Using his students to his advantage, the Sage incorporated them into a spell array in order to help spread the effects of the spell, figuring out very early on that one mind wouldn't be able to handle the strain of all the universes secrets at once. Gathering twenty of his brightest students (One of him was Manus), Sage Monty started the spell. As the spell was just about to reach its climax, Manus noticed one of the older students abandon his position in the array. Fully aware of the risks and dangers associated with the spell if it was cast correctly, Manus didn't want to find out what would happen if things were clearly going to go wrong. Abandoning his own position in the array just as the spell was completed. For a fraction of a second, Manus was exposed to a fraction universe and cosmos in all of its beauty and terror before falling out to the ground unconscious. Those who were still in the array and suffered the full crushing weight of the cosmos itself died as their brains died from the strain of trying to hold it all in.

Manus wasn't the same when he awoke. Must of the memories of his life prior of Sage Monty's ritual were no more, cast aside in order to help him make room for the knowledge that was magically implanted into his head. While most of it arrived all mixed up and in some cases incomplete, being exposed to the knowledge of the cosmos itself has given Manus a very humbling perspective of the world he lives on. With his master dead and the Python Academy closed down after the incident since so many of its star students had been killed at the same time, Manus has taken to working as a combat mage in order to cover his living expenses.

Likes/Dislikes: Manus likes educated discussion, educating others, spending some time alone to write down his thoughts and astronomy
Manus dislikes Drinking, awful rackets that disturb him when he is either writing or trying to sleep, those that stifle education, learning and the spreading of knowledge for ignorant and selfish reasons.

Other: Hopes to one day start his own academy and take on students of his own so that he could have a lasting impact on the sciences.

[Vincanity]

Sweetness.