Name: Huron Tiberius Gandor
Age: 33
Gender: Male
Status: Alchemist/Ranger
Kingdom: Kantle/Eve
Personality: reserved and cautious, he is well mannered even though he dislikes being around people. He lives his life by his own rules and clams no allegiance to any king. He does his best not to make any enemies unnecessarily but you can’t make everybody happy. His life has made him a hard man but despite all evidence to the contrary he is not uncaring. he has studied many of the ancient magical arts but the ability to perform any of them was lost to this land long ago so he uses alchemy to create the illusion of magic.
History: He is a half-breed and as such has been shunned by both kingdoms. He was raised in a small town near the edge of Kantle by a surrogate mother. His father visited off and on through the years but always in secret because of prejudice on both sides of the border. The older he got the more he noticed how people treated him and the less he wanted to be around them so he began spending more and more time in the wild by himself. As he learned how to survive and live of the land he stopped returning to the town and when his surrogate mother died he had no reason to be around other people any more. He has spent most of his life away from civilization deep in the no man’s land and is one of the few people capable of surviving there.
Other: he has a dragon mount and a flametongue long sword that he found amid ancient runes.
Appearance: 6’ 180 pounds, black hair, brown eyes, scruffy.
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Name: Marren Kolkochi
Age: 22
Gender: Male
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From first glance one would not assume Marren to be Rosilian, let alone part of one of the most prominent families of the city. This is true to a large extent, his ancestry has ties to all three of the island cities, his great-great grandfathers and grandmothers being merchants who accumulated enough wealth and connections to buy themselves and their descendants a place within Rosilian nobility. Still, in the grand scheme of things, put up against long standing families that could trace their ancestry to years and ages past the Kolkochi are young intruders, but they are rich. Well, for now. With the war severing trade between the cities the river of wealth that the Kolkochi had so relied upon had now stopped flowing and the waters would soon turn stagnant.
Marren was the third son, the fourth child in all within the current Kolkochi generation. In his position he was not expected to one day be the head and so he was more free to pursue his own path, though his importance and standing was also that of a fourth child. He grew up learning the arts of dancing, fencing and riding, the latter of which he excelled at. This, combined with his adventurous nature he would take his mount and go on trips to one of the unoccupied islands, much to the chagrin of his family. Through such endeavours he earned quite the reputation as an explorer, or a careless risk taker depending on ones opinion.
The war though changed the course of his life. His father and two older brothers were killed in the first rounds of fighting and now the family is only him, his mother and elder sister who took the reins of a tumbling horse. His mother was struck with such grief that she barely spoke, his sister, once one of the rising stars within the art community now confined herself to her office. Himself, he was grounded, unable to take flight and fixed with the perpetual fear of death after his first encounter with a Kantilian knight that nearly left him without a head.
Now, seeing the fortunes of his family fall, their enemies closing around them and fearing the prospect of the illustrious name of Kolkochi dying and dragged through the dirt, Marren felt he had to do something to reverse the tide.
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Okita Reimeiroku.
Unmatched in all of Kantle with a longbow, superbly skilled with his sword, he was a soldier of Kantle. Without large sums of money, or bloodlines, there were whispers of him becoming a Knight due to his great skill. Married to a beautiful young woman, a baby on the way, Okita was blessed by the Gods!
It all would end. His small village near the capital was targeted by a dissident group of rebels. Deep in the night he heard the call to arms and quickly went to fulfill his duty. The battle which ensued can not be recalled to this day by Okita. Thinking back to that night brings only the image of his wife burning as she ran out of there house engulfed in flames. Of the axe that sliced her abdomen open, the pain in her eyes, the unborn baby falling from the freshly ripped flesh. The only thing to end the vision is the blinding, searing pain that comes next that he would later learn to be the memory of his left arm being sliced off.
That is the story of Okita the Beautiful, Okita the Skilled, Okita the Blessed.
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Name: Zoran-Theia
Age: 26
Nationality: Kantle
Bio: Zoran-Theia has lived a life which has hardened her against the world. Betrayed by everyone and loved by no one. Life has torn her apart and forced her to fight for anything she has ever had. She has learned to put her full trust in no one, but herself. Yet despite her cynical appearance and demeanor, within her lives a lost soul and a broken mind. Credit of her misery is owed to many things: a cold and abusive father, a sickly mother, the psychotic woman who raised her, all those she once tried to love who betrayed her, and the years spent in solitude. It has all left her fragile mind a wreck. She was born and raised in Kantle, and forced by her father to train in the art of combat until she could escape his clutches. Now she lives deep within the darkest parts of the forests of Eve. She keeps the company of a pack of black wild-dogs she brought along with her from Kantle, and one great winged wolf, Tarek. At times she travels into the villages on the outskirts of Eve, to sell medicinal potions and remedies. It would be difficult to describe her in one word, or even many. Her moods tend to vary and change wildly. She is Yin and she is Yang. Neither all bad nor all good, she is a mix of many things. Because of this her opinions may never be consistent, even her personality seems to differ depending upon the situation she is put into. Though she is a loner, she does not avoid others completely, only she never trusts them completely...not anymore. In time she will decide to venture into the dangers of No Man's Land, to find the Magic of the Ancients, driven by her secret desire for revenge. Zoran-Theia is a very multi-sided personality and difficult to sum up, so I guess we'll find out the rest along the way.
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Name: Sion Valoran, The Hell Reaver
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Race: Kantle
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Bio: Sion was born and raised in Kantle, as blood thirsty and cutthroat as every other denizen. He was raised as a fighter, and was perfectly willing to lie, cheat, kill, and steal his way to the top after his military service. His skill with a blade has had him pulled out early from his career as a soldier and in the King’s Court, as a Royal Guardsman he stands by the King wherever he may be, either in his intimidating plated armor, or in his royal garments, sleek black and crimson attire and his twin blades, both hand forged by him, dangle at his waist in either outfit. His life was great.
Until he was sandbagged by the King’s Counselor, labeling him a liar and a traitor to Kantle. As a challenge to prove his loyalty, he was forced to kill his father in front of his family, which though they did not know, had abused him. SO killing him was more so a pleasure than a punishment, after which he had turned on the Counselor, and ran a sword through his heart. Which left many a man with a gaping jaw as Sion laughed joyously and yelled aloud for all to hear: “This is what happens to cowards!!” He pointed the bloody blade to all the people near, even the King. “I hope our leader keeps his courage…” This made the King furious no doubt, but what could he do? Sion was one of his best fighters. Killing him would be a loss no matter the way one put in context.
So Sion wormed his way about the court till about today, where he has decided to search for the legendary Sapphire, for when he does, he shall take the throne and rule. This current King was weak, and he shall prove himself superior with that jewel as he also wrenches the Ruby of Kantle from his leader’s cold dead hands.
A second reason why Sion has been kept alive, is that he is the only one to survive Alk’endune and live. Also leaving a huge gash in the side of the beast. His skill of tongue and blade has made him a feared and hated man. As he went from Royal Guard, to one of the King’s most trusted military advisors.He has a hand in most of the King’s activities, besides the hunting of a rogue knight, Drusus. Truth be told the King views him as little besides a peon, if he wanted him dead, Sion would be the one he would face. The rumor of the Sapphire now running rampant, Sion and the King have tried to contain them with tricks, but soon one of them would have to move on it, and Sion was the only one to venture into No Man’s Land and come out alive as far as the King knew.
Other: Whilst a bloodthirsty sadist, Sion is no fool, and appealing to primal urges shall rarely get the better of this crafty warrior. Also was one of the warriors who razed villages during the Day of Night.
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Bio: Sion was born and raised in Kantle, as blood thirsty and cutthroat as every other denizen. He was raised as a fighter, and was perfectly willing to lie, cheat, kill, and steal his way to the top after his military service. His skill with a blade has had him pulled out early from his career as a soldier and in the King’s Court, as a Royal Guardsman he stands by the King wherever he may be, either in his intimidating plated armor, or in his royal garments, sleek black and crimson attire and his twin blades, both hand forged by him, dangle at his waist in either outfit. His life was great.
Until he was sandbagged by the King’s Counselor, labeling him a liar and a traitor to Kantle. As a challenge to prove his loyalty, he was forced to kill his father in front of his family, which though they did not know, had abused him. SO killing him was more so a pleasure than a punishment, after which he had turned on the Counselor, and ran a sword through his heart. Which left many a man with a gaping jaw as Sion laughed joyously and yelled aloud for all to hear: “This is what happens to cowards!!” He pointed the bloody blade to all the people near, even the King. “I hope our leader keeps his courage…” This made the King furious no doubt, but what could he do? Sion was one of his best fighters. Killing him would be a loss no matter the way one put in context.
So Sion wormed his way about the court till about today, where he has decided to search for the legendary Sapphire, for when he does, he shall take the throne and rule. This current King was weak, and he shall prove himself superior with that jewel as he also wrenches the Ruby of Kantle from his leader’s cold dead hands.
A second reason why Sion has been kept alive, is that he is the only one to survive Alk’endune and live. Also leaving a huge gash in the side of the beast. His skill of tongue and blade has made him a feared and hated man. As he went from Royal Guard, to one of the King’s most trusted military advisors.He has a hand in most of the King’s activities, besides the hunting of a rogue knight, Drusus. Truth be told the King views him as little besides a peon, if he wanted him dead, Sion would be the one he would face. The rumor of the Sapphire now running rampant, Sion and the King have tried to contain them with tricks, but soon one of them would have to move on it, and Sion was the only one to venture into No Man’s Land and come out alive as far as the King knew.
Other: Whilst a bloodthirsty sadist, Sion is no fool, and appealing to primal urges shall rarely get the better of this crafty warrior. Also was one of the warriors who razed villages during the Day of Night.
Name: Rammus
Age: 19
Gender: Male
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Country: Eve
Background: Rammus is a person who is from Eve. He spends most of his life hunting wild animals and living in the village. He's quite a decent archer, and is quite a big eater too, despite his appearance. He's usually talks in a casual & gentle manner, as if nothing's bothering on him.
His mother was killed during the war by Kantle Soldiers, which leaves his father to take care of him alone. It wasn't an easy task though, and his father eventually collapsed in exhaustation & illness. One side of him wanted to live in peace, away from the war and everything. The other side of him wanted revenge, and kill the King of Kantle who started everything in the first place.
From the war itself, Rammus can understand a bit of Kantle speech, though he can't speak it, only knowing how to make simple responses like "Yes/No", "Ok/Cannot" and "F*** you".
Its a matter of time for him now, whether or not he makes the decision of peace or revenge...
Country: Eve
Background: Rammus is a person who is from Eve. He spends most of his life hunting wild animals and living in the village. He's quite a decent archer, and is quite a big eater too, despite his appearance. He's usually talks in a casual & gentle manner, as if nothing's bothering on him.
His mother was killed during the war by Kantle Soldiers, which leaves his father to take care of him alone. It wasn't an easy task though, and his father eventually collapsed in exhaustation & illness. One side of him wanted to live in peace, away from the war and everything. The other side of him wanted revenge, and kill the King of Kantle who started everything in the first place.
From the war itself, Rammus can understand a bit of Kantle speech, though he can't speak it, only knowing how to make simple responses like "Yes/No", "Ok/Cannot" and "F*** you".
Its a matter of time for him now, whether or not he makes the decision of peace or revenge...
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