[OOC] Fire Emblem: Toil of Transgression

[Remram]

@Oblivion666 XD

[Oblivion666]

Neela

Name: Neela
Age: 24
Race: Laguz
Species (if Laguz): Leopard, her Laguz form is primarily light blond, but with a black streak going down the back of her head and back, all the way to the tip of her tail. Her paws are also black.
Gender: Female
Affinity: Thunder
Appearance

Neela

Personality:
To her fellow Laguz she can be seen being most nice and respectful to them. Being kind to all her Laguz brethren, although she still wont excuse their behavior if they are being foul and rude to each other, or her for that matter. While most would think the bird tribe would be more threatened by the beast tribe, she is quite the opposite. While she doesn't hate them, she does find the fact they are much larger than her a little unnerving. In her life she has only met a couple of different Laguz species, all of which she had no troubles with. Granted she didn't have much conversations with them.

To Beorcs now, she can become slightly suspicious of their actions and if she feels that they are doing something vile, then she becomes aggressive towards them. Neela had this dislike of Beorcs ever since she was a child. Stating that she would rather die then be helped by one, the reasoning behind this, might be something that happened in her past.. There has only been one Beorc that she trusted and cared for, but with him gone and with most Beorcs hating her she is pretty much one sided with her dislike towards them.

Her hearing is pretty good, sometimes great enough that it even annoys her sometimes, her eyesight is also one of her main features as she can spot smaller creatures easily. However she sucks at seeing anything in the dark, she is just as blind as a regular Beorc when it comes to that. oddly enough she despises fish. She will even goes as far as playing dead to avoid it. Although there are ways to figure this out so it's slightly useless, her sense of direction is top notch.

Biography: Adopted as an orphan by a Beorc parent, Neela would come to understand through one man alone that not all Beorc are bad people. While some would cast her off and yell at her as a little child, for having Laguz blood. The man she would refer to as dad never did, even putting her happiness above his own. As she would age in his quaint home, she would find out with age, by other people whether they were lies or not. That her dad was going out with this one beautiful lady, yet when he adopted Neela his girlfriend dumped him on the spot for even bringing in a Laguz. Yet when she asked her dad, he said that was true but he didn't care about what she did and was told to leave it at that.

When she was ten, she decided she wanted to know why she was adopted in the first place. At first she thought her parents simply disliked her, but he laughed and shook his head. He told her that they loved her greatly, but passed away due to an incident that he would explain to her as she got older. He simply let her know, that he was their friend and when they passed he took her in right away. This seemed acceptable to her ten year old mind, and nodded to him as she bounded off to the forest to run around with the animals.

Growing ever older, she was now sixteen years old and by now she had forgotten about her dad telling her about the event that caused her parents death. She instead started to spend her time in the forest more often, on one day that she took a stroll through the forest, she came across two people with black and brown wings arguing near a pond. She casually observed when suddenly the black winged male tackled the brown winged one and began to push him under the water. Startled Neela began to panic on what to do. She was pretty sure this wasn't two buddies messing around, and she couldn't run back to get someone to help. She knew she needed to help, so she took a deep breath as she shifted forms, and charged right in and lunged at the black winged males back. His ears twitched a bit, which she assumed meant he heard her since her turned around. Granted she wasn't being very quiet, she did however managed to tackle him into the water. Thats when something scary happened to her. She couldn't swim.

Reverting back to her human form, she began to flail around which was not helping her case and as she began to descend into the water she saw out of the corner of her eye, the brown winged male changing into something large. As she sank, she tried to hold her breath as long as possible but even she began to gasp for air which was only taking in water. With her vision going dark, she saw a black silhouette before being grabbed by it. She must have passed out as she awoke in her bed with her father and the brown winged male standing there. Her father hugged her, before scolding her for being too dangerous. She pouted a bit before the brown winged male know as Edgarn spoke up about her saving his life. Saving her from a lecture Edgarn smiled and bowed slightly, and gave her a promise to help her out whenever she needed it most. Her father simply sat down in a chair exhausted.

As she was twenty years old she was walking in town with her now rather old father. They were just walking at night, to go sit down and watch the stars from their favorite spot. The town while never really accepting her, tolerated her better than they did when she was a child. They still for some odd reason had that hate towards her, but didn't shout it to the world. So as they gazed at the stars with her talking about how her day went, her father never responded when she finished. So when she looked at him, he had his eyes closed with a smile on his face. While some might have thought he was sleeping, her eyes widened in fear. She couldn't hear his heartbeat anymore.

She screamed for help but no one came to do so, what angered her was the fact that she could hear them all saying inside their homes for her to shut up. And so that was the night her father passed away, no one in town really said anything to her, and by herself she buried him. She looked around the house, packing certain things up in a pack feeling as though she could no longer live in the town after an event like that. She stumbled across a letter in his room addressed to her. As she read it, it told her of how she always loved her and thought of her as his own daughter, yet was sorry about having to hide things from her. He kept major things hidden from her for reasons, he wanted her to grow up to love and trust Beorcs. And he added in that if he could love a Laguz, then that meant other could as well. So he included what happened to her parents in the letter, stating that a man who despised Laguz slaughtered both of her parents as they were on a little date. He at the time was watching over her, and received the news the day after by his friend who stumbled upon it. The man that killed them was caught and put in jail, but was released the day she came home in the arms of Edgarn.

He concluded the letter with the fact that she shouldn't hate Beorcs for what one man did, and that he would always be there with her, at the end of it he wrote for her to look under his bed.. Taking the letter a little hard, she couldn't lie and say she liked the Beorcs much more after this, but she promised that she would try to trust them, but it was up to them first. She did look under his bed and saw a box under it, it was tiny but she opened it and inside was a picture of her parents holding her and a blue ribbon. sobbing slightly, she tied the ribbon on and held the photo close to her. She still decided to leave the town however, it was for the best. In doing so she took her little pack which had dried food in it with the picture in there as well tucked next to one of her adoptive father, and set out.

She would travel north which was where Calice was, but along the way the southern part warned her that they were enslaving Laguz there. She thought back to her father words and gave them a smile and thanked them for the heads up before continuing onward. If what she was told was true, then that was sad. Yet she knew her father would want her to know the full story and that required listening to the accused side.

[Demous]

Is there room?

[Sugihito]

Still interested. Will take me a while to get a character created though.

[TwilightDragon]

@Demous I think there is, just for one or two more peeps.

And good to know. ^^

[Solace]

Is there room?

@Demous

Yup.

I'll check out character sheets later 'cause school.

[TwilightDragon]

@hatakekuro I just looked at your WIP; Naga isn't the deity in Pygros. There are several, but you can just call them Creators.

And I WAS going to work on my second charrie in the morning, but the internet got cut off, so... I might work on it on my phone. Might.

[Innsert]

Fyi, Im working on my character now. Just wanna make sure I dont lose my spot.

[TwilightDragon]

It's fine.

@Oblivion666 I skimmed over your form and saw an issue. Cats aren't like the cats in Radiant Dawn that grew to a large size. Here, the cats are going to be the size of house cats, more specialized for stealth and espionage than for fighting. We can say that the Cats in RD were actually Leopards due to their big size.
Neela can still be a feline Laguz if you want her to be. However, if you want her to be big enough to take down a human when she was just a kitten (which makes me scratch my head, but let's see what Sol says about it), you can make her a cougar or panther Laguz or something.

[Innsert]

Innsertt's character application

Daisy Rhegall

Age: 19
Race: Beorc
Gender: Female
Affinity: Fire
Class: Barbarian
Personality: Brash and rash- That's Daisy in a nutshell. Daisy is typically loud and, to be honest, a bit obnoxious. Rough around the edges, Daisy's manners could use a bit of work. Okay, a lot of work. And she might be a bit bullheaded and stubborn and maybe she's a too combative as well... but she does have some redeeming qualities! Daisy is an excellent fighter with a strong but odd sense of honor that most ruffians don't have. Daisy is also strongwilled and determined. Once she decides she is going to do something, she does not give up until its done. Lastly, Daisy is loyal to those she finds worthy of her trust and she will defend them until her last breath. Basically, don't get on Daisy's bad side.

Biography: Daisy was born to the noble family Rhegall of Cliace, where she was adored by her family. The family's baby girl, Daisy was spoiled by her mother, Helaine, and her father, Gwion. Though, even at a young age she wasn't the typical little princess most expected. Her favorite thing to do was wrestle her older brother Pellan. Her oldest brother, Gawyn, was a gallant young knight and Daisy's idol. She wanted to be a knight just like him. However, Daisy never got the chance. On her sixth birthday, her family threw a lavish ball attended by all sorts of friends and relatives. Among these guests was Pellean, the very jealous brother to Gwion. In an effort to assassinate his brother in order to take power, Pellean hired assassins to attack the castle. With music in the air and wine in their blood, the Rhegall family didn't know what was happening until it was too late. Helaine and Gwion were murdered while Gawyn escaped the castle with Daisy and Pellan. As they fled toward the northern mountains they came across a band of ruffians. Gawyn successfully killed them all before any harm came to his siblings but at the cost of his life. Daisy, only six, and Pellan, nine, were alone with no home and no one to turn to.

Not knowing what to do or where to go, the two just cried. They cried for their brother, they cried for their family, and they cried for their lives. Day turned to night and they hadn't moved. Their cries became snobs which became sniffles until finally Daisy fell asleep. When she awoke the next morning Pellan was gone and instead a young woman stood before her. The woman had a dangerous look about her but at the same time she had worry in her eyes. She asked Daisy who she was and what had happened to her. It was obvious Daisy was a highborn due to deep blue dress she was wearing. Daisy did not speak. The woman offered her a piece of bread from a satchel she carried. Daisy refused. Finally, the woman offered Daisy a warm dinner and a place to sleep before beginning to make her way down the road. Once the woman was far enough Daisy said her last goodbye to Gawyn and followed her.

Daisy followed the woman, making sure to keep out of sight. Daisy told herself she was following her because she thought this woman might know where Pellan was. She told herself that was why she was following her. It had nothing to do with the fact that she was lonely and scared. It had nothing to do with the fact that the woman had a dangerous heir about her that Daisy admired. And it certainly had nothing to do with the fact that she was cold and her belly was empty. Finally the woman came to a small cottage half hidden in the mountain foliage. Daisy watched the woman enter and waited. She waited until the sun went down and the stars had long been shining before approaching the home. Peering through the shutters Daisy could see that inside, set on the table was a bread and a cold bowl of soup. However, much of the room was still hidden in shadow so she told herself she'd go in, just to check the dark areas. Pellan could be in one of those dark areas.

Entering the cabin Daisy could see the woman sleeping on a cot in the corner. A quick search yielded no Pellan, only bread and soup. Daisy left the home and found a small hole hidden by a bush not far from the house. There, Daisy slept with a full belly. The next day Daisy watched the woman leave the cottage but when she attempted to follow her the woman quickly disappeared. Hours later the woman returned, her satchel full. Daisy again waited until nightfall where she peered through the shutters. More bread, more soup. Another full belly before sleep. This went on for days until Daisy lost track. Finally, one night when Daisy went to retrieve her meal the woman was not asleep. She confronted Daisy, told her not to be afraid. She told her that her name was Mohly and she wasn't going to hurt her. She also knew that she was Daisy Rhegall. She had heard in town what had happened to the Rhegall family and that people were looking for her. She promised Daisy she would protect her. Daisy believed her. That night Daisy cried herself to sleep in Mohly's arms.

Daisy stayed with Mohly from thereon. Mohly was a thief of sorts who worked alongside the mountain bandits. Their leader, Greggar, had a particular relationship with Mohly and made sure she was treated well. When Mohly introduced Daisy, now with cut hair and new clothes, he welcomed her. The bandits were blissfully unaware of Daisy's true identity, most believing Daisy was a nickname due to her rough nature. And so for years Daisy grew up with Mohly the thief and Greggar the mountain bandit.

However, do not be mistaken. Daisy has not forgotten her family. If it weren't for Mohly, Daisy would have set out by herself to fight the whole Cliace army in order to win back her home. Mohly constantly reminds her that she is not invincible and can't take back her home without help. Even if she tried to fight her uncle and his army and somehow got away, they would know she is alive. They would come for her. Most importantly, Mohly reminds Daisy that Pellan might still be out there and she would be no use to him dead.

Equipment: Iron axe, short axe.

I wasn't sure if we had to introduce how we were related to the current conflict/war. In any case I was figuring a Lord (probably one of the players) would have information about Daisy and would promise Daisy her land if she helped their cause. Idk. Just a thought.

Also- how do we feel about multiple characters? I was thinking a spirit charmer would be pretty interesting.

[TwilightDragon]

Also- how do we feel about multiple characters? I was thinking a spirit charmer would be pretty interesting.

We said you'd be able to make multiple characters, but you have to develop them all. ^^

[Solace]

Time to begin the overview of character sheets.

I get down to the little details when it comes to it, like the spelling of words; this is because of my intense OCD / perfectionism. I request these changes to be made before I accept your character(s), or if I have any questions / issues, we discuss them before posting in the Characters tab.

I'll also, uh, comment on stuff that I like a lot.

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~Equipment~
Staff, Vulnerary x3

@TwilightDragon

Should be "Heal Staff" if that's what she has. Or "Mend Staff", and so forth.

~Appearance~
Her legs are long and toned from travelling on horseback

@TwilightDragon

traveling*

~Personality~
It is not uncommon to think that a Troubodour such as Aelia Theroux would have a sunny and upbeat personality, but she does not fit the common healer stereotype. She is brash and bitter and is not afraid of stating what's on her mind, no matter if people are likely to punch her in the face. When it comes to healing, her hands do not have the "tender touch" of other medics; she is rather rough with her patients and will often tell the ones who are making a fuss to be quiet.

Despite being a sour woman most of the time, Aelia is known to stress and fret over the people who she cares about. Unfortunately, the stress only makes her become aggressive, rash, and even more blunt than she was before. She is known to charge headlong into battle to rescue a fallen comrade without a moment of thought during these times of extreme anxiety.

Surprisingly, there are instances of some people approaching Aelia to seek advice. Due to being painfully truthful and not holding back in telling someone they're being "idiotic" or "stupid", she is known to be a good consultant.

@TwilightDragon

troubadour*

The issue that I have with this portion pertaining to her status as a healer, the magic associated with healing is considered holy and would technically require a kindred spirit to operate in order to be effective.

It's similar to how, in order to master the fell arts of dark magic, the chances of the individual not succumbing to the fell arts itself would be near impossible, if the principle of light magic/healing requiring some form of purity would be applied.

~Biography~
Ever since Aelia was a small girl, she was the prized possession of her father. Being a member of House Theroux, a minor Cliacian noble family known for its practioning in magic, her parents made sure that she was treated well by others. It was her father that taught her how to heal using staves while her mother showed her how to ride horses. She would become one of the many Troubadours that House Theroux raised as per tradition.

Her father left the household to fight in a war when she was only six years old.

*snip*

Unable to deal with living in the city any longer, Aelia left and moved north when she was twenty.

@TwilightDragon

practice*

The issue with your biography is that there has been no major war/conflict for a very, very long time, as mentioned in the first post. There have only been small disputes over land, which are just that; small disputes, that of which are not armed conflicts and end in brevity. Though this is a small detail, it seems to conflict with the entirety of your biography, so I'll leave it at that.

The biography should also detail up until the synopsis of the plot for Part I, where people are volunteering along with the army to stop the rebellion, and et citera.

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I actually only have time to do this one character sheet, but I'll see if I have time next block. If not, I'll be home in a few hours to continue working, but I guess you can say this is an example of how I analyze character sheets. :^)

[TwilightDragon]

I just realized how many spelling mistakes I have in there.

Note to self: always proofread. Especially when you made the character when you're tired.

Jesus, Sol, I forgot that you have hawk eyes for these kind of things. XD

I'll work on it when I get home, as long as fix up the bio.

[Jester Acharis]

Here and still interested! Can't write anything up today, but will get back to you later. Still gotta read through all the information, too.

@solace "Travelling" is also correct and used quite a bit outside of the US.

[TwilightDragon]

I'll use traveling. It looks weird with two 'l's anyway. :)

[Solace]

@solace "Travelling" is also correct and used quite a bit outside of the US.

@Jester Acharis

I personally prefer a single l, since it's the way I was always taught to write while growing up. I do know you can use two l's, it's just my OCD.

It seems I may have some more free time in this class, so I'll try to go through the next one.

[Jester Acharis]

<Snipped quote by Jester Acharis>

I personally prefer a single l, since it's the way I was always taught to write while growing up. I do know you can use two l's, it's just my OCD.

It seems I may have some more free time in this class, so I'll try to go through the next one.

@Solace

I get you, man. Just wanted to point that out in case you weren't aware, since I was taught to write it with two and all.

[Solace]

Species (if Laguz): Cat, her cat form is primarily light blond, but with a blue streak going down the back of her head and back, all the way to the tip of her tail.

@Oblivion666

Same as Twilight said before; with the inclusion of all species for Laguz, the "Leopard" species would be more fitting for the combative feline species, since a Caf in this sense would be like, the average housecat. It's just a matter of titling, really, no big problem here.

Personality:
To her fellow Laguz she can be seen being most nice and respectful to them. Being kind too all her Laguz brethren

To Beorcs now, she can become slightly aggressive. Having a hatred of them ever since she was a child(Or kitten if I want to use puns) Going such lengths as to rather dying than to be saved by one, even if she is being rescued by nothing more than an innocent child.

There has only been one Beorc that she DID trust and liked, but with him gone

Her hearing is pretty great, sometimes great enough that it even annoys her sometimes

Although their are ways to figure this out so its slightly useless, her sense of direction is top notch.

@Oblivion666

For every underline in the quote, I'll reply separately.

to*

I think it's the way that this is worded, but I am under the impression that, if rewritten, it is saying that Neela has such a dislike for Beorc that even if her life was endangered, she'd rather die than bludgeon her pride, even if it's a child saving her.

like*

I think it should be "pretty good" instead of pretty great.

there* and it's*

It's orimarily just the wording. I think her personality, as a Laguz, is standard and good enough; she'll definitely like one of my first two characters who shares almost the exact sentiments as she does.

Though, I do have a question: why is she aiming to volunteer for the Beorc's call to stop the rebellion who started their revolt because the Emperor declined allegations of endorsing the enslavement of Laguz in Cliace? Is she going to be against us, and something happens where she ends up joining us?

*biography here*

@Oblivion666

I'm actually kind of confused. So the person who acted as her guardian for however long just up and left after Neela defended herself? A number of Beorc may be racist towards the Laguz, but if he willingly looked after her, I don't think he was one of these Beorc, nor do I think he would just leave. He also seemed to have just left without making the observation that the man was armed, either.

I mean, I can accept your character, it's just that the biography was fairly.. strange. Like, things just happened spontaneously, almost as if it were solely for the sake of just happening so there would be a biography. I don't know, it's just not my cup of tea. It's nothing that would make me not accept it, though.

What is holding me back from doing so is the question from before: what is her involvement in Part I? The biography should lead up to the plot, but with how her personality is, it seems like she would be against us first.

[Innsert]

-shifts uneasily while awaiting Solace's judgment and wrath-

[Demous]

Alright sweet. I'llget a sheet up as soon as I can!