Legendary

[Claw2k11]

A soldier fights and dies for his nation with anyone ever knowing that he died. A hero is a man who has done more than a soldier, who against the odds has managed to defeat a powerful enemy. And lastly, the Legend, a person who has defied fate, who has fought impossible odds and against impossibly strong enemies, yet he has still come on top!

So, will you be a Legend, will you remain in the memory of the world as a Legend, or will you die without anyone ever knowing who you are?

Anyway, here's a bit of info, so that you know what you're getting into:

The setting is one Earth, since times unremembered when elves, and orcs and many other fantasy species roam the planet. The main quest is to get the sword Earthrent, you can feel free to delve into and any side-quests you wish, be they personal or recieved, if you wish you can PM me to give you a certain side-quest. In this game, if you die, you die for good. And remember, this game is freeform, you can make monsters appear at will and kill any oncoming monsters(as long as it's reasonable), and you can come up with quests too if you wish, though the main one will be to get Earthrent!

The character sheet will only be a formal part, and will only be here for the sake of me keeping up and knowing what players signed up.

Char Sheet:

Name:

Age:

Gender:

Species:

Backstory:

Powers or Special Weapon?

Begin signing up!

[Sombrero]

Boo! Hi, Claw guess who this is? Unfortunately, I'm in three things already, so I can't do Legendary this time around, but it is a fun setting and format, so all I can do until further notice is recommend the living crap out of it to any passers by.

[Claw2k11]

Boo! Hi, Claw guess who this is? Unfortunately, I'm in three things already, so I can't do Legendary this time around, but it is a fun setting and format, so all I can do until further notice is recommend the living crap out of it to any passers by.

@Sombrero

Erm... I assume you're from CYS, however, I'm really confused as to who you are. Please enlighten me.

[Sombrero]

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Erm... I assume you're from CYS, however, I'm really confused as to who you are. Please enlighten me.

@Claw2k11

Hint: My post count is bigger than yours.

[Claw2k11]

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Hint: My post count is bigger than yours.

@Sombrero

Here or on CYS? Please, just tell me who you are!

[Sombrero]

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Here or on CYS? Please, just tell me who you are!

@Claw2k11

Think about it Claw. Consider all the shit that went down on those forums and what was always brought into it. That's all the hint you need.

[Simple Unicycle]

Even I don't know him, and I know pretty much everyone on that site. Damn you, Sombrero! I need to save my thinking abilities for school!

[Claw2k11]

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Think about it Claw. Consider all the shit that went down on those forums and what was always brought into it. That's all the hint you need.

@Sombrero

The only one who I know this could be is Royal_Ghost...

[Sombrero]

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The only one who I know this could be is Royal_Ghost...

@Claw2k11

Royal_Ghost!? You dishonor me, Claw! RG is a mere punter in the face of my glorious post heap!

[Claw2k11]

I'm confused. I assume I sent the link to you?

[Sombrero]

I didn't check, I just saw this on the list of recent posts. You seriously can't tell who I am, though!? That's mucho dissappointifying!

[Claw2k11]

I didn't check, I just saw this on the list of recent posts. You seriously can't tell who I am, though!? That's mucho dissappointifying!

@Sombrero

Sentinel? That's the only one that comes up to mind with the Master of the 9 Drunken styles.

[Sombrero]

Correct!

[Claw2k11]

Correct!

@Sombrero

Finally! Did you make the account just now or is it older?

[Sombrero]

Earlier this week, actually.

[Delta44]

Hey look, I'm here, too! :P You just need to remind me to create a character.

[BytheSpleen]

Iosef Talabar

Name: Iosef Talabar

Gender: Male

Age: 16

Race: Hobgoblin - Hobgoblin Race - Hobgoblins are renowned for their expertise with fire, or more specifically, what they can make with it. As coined by their "favorite creatures", the Humans, Hobgoblins are great cooks and ironsmiths, and specialize in various steels from just about every kind of metal you toss at them. This puts them at odds with a few other races (or, did, in the dwarves' case; you don't see too many of those little ones any more) for who is the best craftsman, but considering the Hobs (for short) just got their distinction from the rest of their ilk not too long ago, it isn't surprising to say that the Hobs were given the benefit of the doubt when their blacksmiths opened up. Like orcs, they love to use lamellar designs, as they're light, maneuverable, and protective for all their troubles, using as little steel as possible (because from where the goblinoids originated, most iron was refined via iron sand. Large chunks of ore were unheard of.) Their skin tones, unlike those of their greenish-yellowish-rainbowish colored brethren, are always shades of grey, and are a lot more matte because of their hygenic nature. They have eyes the color of gold, amber, and ruby, and stand about the same height as humans, as well as stand in the same weight range. Rumors say that the hobs have a bit o' man blood in them, which might be true, considering there's also a million hues of half-hobs half-men and whatnot running around the world...or well, wherever he came from.

Appearance: As a child of a succubus and a hobgoblin, Iosef inherits a mix of qualities thought usually exclusive to his respective heritages. Through his father, Iosef retains a powerful build within his small 5'6 frame, and also keeps his coal-grey complexion. Unlike his father, though, he has quite the desirable face of that of a near-effeminine boy (think soft, pouty lips, a small, but pronounced chin, etc.), and has full, luscious, onyx-black hair that will bald much later than most others' do. He weighs only an average 117 lb., though each pound is well defined in the taut muscles he has. He has amber irises and a very slight almond shape to his eyes.

Personality:

Most of the time, Iosef is a mellow, lax individual that takes both successes and failures in stride...or so some may think. In reality, he's every part perfectionist his father was with just about everything, be it studies, work, or even in play. Though he isn't going to impose on people, he does get genuinely upset at people who are a little too lax for his tastes.

By the definition of upset, it includes tirades, insults, and on the extremes, threats and violence.

On the other end of the spectrum, though, he lives up to his ancestors' reputation as tricksters and thieves. He's quite...dubious towards haughty individuals, but he does say it's for "their sakes", whatever that would mean.

Backstory :

What can you say? He's just the son of an immigrant Hobgoblin smith, the reason being that his mother is still on the loose somewhere. The Hob village couldn't keep Iosef and his father if the succubus endangered everyone else.

Abilities :

• Allure - Iosef can cast a minor allure spell to add a more...promiscuous quality to his relationship. He rarely uses this, as this is can lead to some unpredictable results.
• Mana - Iosef has the capacity to use magic.

Notable Equipment :

• Bastard Sword - A lengthened, double-edged straight sword made of various layers of steel.

Quirks:
- He has an edge in forging, as he spent his childhood smithing with his father.
- He avoids large parties unless he's playing wingman. Even then, he'll be reluctant to go. As a half incubus, who knows what might come out once he descends into hedonism.
- He's often the one injuring his right hand you'd think he'd dislocate it. He doesn't...until now.
- He has attractions to something...something terribly strong enough to drive him crazy...
- As an extension to his knack in forging, he's quite the good cook!

[Claw2k11]

Iosef Talabar

Name: Iosef Talabar

Gender: Male

Age: 16

Race: Hobgoblin - Hobgoblin Race - Hobgoblins are renowned for their expertise with fire, or more specifically, what they can make with it. As coined by their "favorite creatures", the Humans, Hobgoblins are great cooks and ironsmiths, and specialize in various steels from just about every kind of metal you toss at them. This puts them at odds with a few other races (or, did, in the dwarves' case; you don't see too many of those little ones any more) for who is the best craftsman, but considering the Hobs (for short) just got their distinction from the rest of their ilk not too long ago, it isn't surprising to say that the Hobs were given the benefit of the doubt when their blacksmiths opened up. Like orcs, they love to use lamellar designs, as they're light, maneuverable, and protective for all their troubles, using as little steel as possible (because from where the goblinoids originated, most iron was refined via iron sand. Large chunks of ore were unheard of.) Their skin tones, unlike those of their greenish-yellowish-rainbowish colored brethren, are always shades of grey, and are a lot more matte because of their hygenic nature. They have eyes the color of gold, amber, and ruby, and stand about the same height as humans, as well as stand in the same weight range. Rumors say that the hobs have a bit o' man blood in them, which might be true, considering there's also a million hues of half-hobs half-men and whatnot running around the world...or well, wherever he came from.

Appearance: As a child of a succubus and a hobgoblin, Iosef inherits a mix of qualities thought usually exclusive to his respective heritages. Through his father, Iosef retains a powerful build within his small 5'6 frame, and also keeps his coal-grey complexion. Unlike his father, though, he has quite the desirable face of that of a near-effeminine boy (think soft, pouty lips, a small, but pronounced chin, etc.), and has full, luscious, onyx-black hair that will bald much later than most others' do. He weighs only an average 117 lb., though each pound is well defined in the taut muscles he has. He has amber irises and a very slight almond shape to his eyes.

Personality:

Most of the time, Iosef is a mellow, lax individual that takes both successes and failures in stride...or so some may think. In reality, he's every part perfectionist his father was with just about everything, be it studies, work, or even in play. Though he isn't going to impose on people, he does get genuinely upset at people who are a little too lax for his tastes.

By the definition of upset, it includes tirades, insults, and on the extremes, threats and violence.

On the other end of the spectrum, though, he lives up to his ancestors' reputation as tricksters and thieves. He's quite...dubious towards haughty individuals, but he does say it's for "their sakes", whatever that would mean.

Backstory :

What can you say? He's just the son of an immigrant Hobgoblin smith, the reason being that his mother is still on the loose somewhere. The Hob village couldn't keep Iosef and his father if the succubus endangered everyone else.

Abilities :

• Allure - Iosef can cast a minor allure spell to add a more...promiscuous quality to his relationship. He rarely uses this, as this is can lead to some unpredictable results.
• Mana - Iosef has the capacity to use magic.

Notable Equipment :

• Bastard Sword - A lengthened, double-edged straight sword made of various layers of steel.

Quirks:
- He has an edge in forging, as he spent his childhood smithing with his father.
- He avoids large parties unless he's playing wingman. Even then, he'll be reluctant to go. As a half incubus, who knows what might come out once he descends into hedonism.
- He's often the one injuring his right hand you'd think he'd dislocate it. He doesn't...until now.
- He has attractions to something...something terribly strong enough to drive him crazy...
- As an extension to his knack in forging, he's quite the good cook!

@BytheSpleen

Accepted, erm, Swift?

[Simple Unicycle]

Placeholder.

[Delta44]

Maryvale Blood

Name: Maryvale Blood

Age: 21

Gender: Female

Species: Presumably human; rumoured dark elf.

Backstory: The Dark Knight Maryvale Blood - she is loyal to the King and sworn to obey the Grand Marshal of the kingdom. Living amongst the rabble in a prestigious city which denied her, Maryvale was essentially left to rot in her home city of Dou. Hungry, without a home, and no one to call family, Maryvale was on the verge of death when she was saved by the Grand Marshal of the kingdom. He raised her like a daughter, teaching her the ways of the Dark Knight, and thus Blood reveres him as both a father and a messiah.

She is never seen without her armour, and her voice is apparently distorted due to some kind of mechanism within it. She works closely with the Grand Marshal to help him accomplish his goals, and her skill with a sword and magic are rivalled by those in the Grand Marshal's personal guard. However, she is not without her weakness'. A lowly sense of direction and self-sacrificial combat abilities make her easy to confuse and defeat given the chance. Additionally, her knowledge on most things literate are poor, to the point that even her pronunciation of some words being wrong. Outside of combat or the use of using technology, she's practically useless.

Notable equipment:

• Dark Vibrance, Maryvale's primary blade. It's incredibly durable, though slightly heavy, and works well with channeling dark magic, which Maryvale is quite capable of. When you go up against Dark Knight Blood, this is the weapon you face.
• Max Healing potions (x5); Maryvale uses these in extreme emergencies, when she's taken too many hits and is on the brink of losing consciousness or even dying. They are pretty much an instant heal, however drawbacks include the possibility of poisoning, which can go on for days, and paralysis which lasts for a short time.
• Dark Knight Armour: as seen in the image below, Maryvale dons a sleek set of armour befitting a Dark Knight. Whilst it's difficult to say what it's made of, one can be certain it's pretty durable, which is essential for Maryvale for without it she would likely die far more quickly.
• Journal: Maryvale keeps a journal upon her person at all times which she takes notes about pretty much everything in. Despite her ineptitude for reading and writing, she has many entries, most of which appear to have been drawn out or written in for her by another.

Abilities:

• Self-healing: Maryvale's signature trait is her self-healing ability. It begins several minutes after she has taken damage, and begins to reconstruct her body via magic. It's limited to physical injuries and poisoning, and makes her unable to regenerate any magic whilst she's healing, and any movement more intense than a walk pauses the process. However, the fact she can regenerate any physical injury given time is what makes her stand out the most. Of course, the more severe the injury, the longer it'll take to heal. A cut 1cm deep and 5cm's wide will generally take about 45 minutes to fully heal whilst walking.
• Black Magic: Maryvale also has the ability to use black magic. This black magic is purely dark magic and can be channeled through her blade so to maintain a more accurate "stream", though nothing that resembles enchantments can be used. More often than not this black magic inflicts some kind of physical damage or drains the life force of Maryvale in return for it's tremendous attack power, however this can be used to her advantage.
• Sacrificial Magic: another magic limited to the self, sacrificial magic is the magic that revolves around taking something away in return for power. In this case, by using Black Magic spells and attacks, Maryvale's attacks get stronger as more damage is inflicted upon her. She even has an ability, Reverse Sword Strike, in which the damage in which she has taken is applied directly to an enemy.