Aerandir

Rebellion is our Calling! - Revive

The call for rebellion in Tricaelia seeks us all...

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The kingdom of Tricaelia, home of noble blood and righteous greed

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Is there no way to survive in a cruel world? Where mothers and fathers eat their children so they won't starve, where brothers will send each other to the gallows just for a bit of gold or prestige. This kingdom is falling fast. The king and his family are insane, the advisers are greedy backstabbers only interested in their own feeble power. What say you? Will you join our fight?

Who will you be in this Kingdom torn by fear and greed? When you look at who offers you home, you must consider your choices wisely. For each of us are called to do our duty, either by sword or word. Who are you?

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In this Kingdom of noble-birth, you are gifted an ability in politics and power. For who would stand against a man with that monster of a King at your back? King Willum Tricaelian is the ruler of Tricaelia, and leads with an iron fist. With the the Vanguard as his personal bodyguards and attack dogs to hold the people in place with fear. His rule has been long and brutal, the people fear him more than they respect them, and the rebellion would be the welcome change they need.
So that's where you brave players come in. You know what this kingdom is going through, and you know what you've gone through. So make your decision, are you on the side of the Kingdom? Do you root for the Vanguard?
...Or follow Shrikant into the deserts? The Veiled Ones are a group working against the Kingdom to save their people from his tyrannical regime, and they have made allies with the Ouroboros an organization shrouded in mystery. Their Leader is completely unknown. The little knowledge the kingdom has been able to access has just led to more confusion than answers, leaving the Ouroboros as an enemy hidden behind their closed doors.
What destiny will you choose? Whose side will be the correct choice? And what will the future bring to us?

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Maps of interest

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Map of Tricaelia

This will be continually updated

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Characters of Interest

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King Willum

King Willum

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Name
King Willum Ayrshire Tricaelian, The Endless Reign

Race/Faction
The Kingdom of Tricaelia

Age
47

Description
An extremely tall and broad man, King Willum is 6' 5" and weighs about 260 lbs. He has light brown hair, and brown eyes. On top of that there is a sense of power around him. An imposing nose, and full lips surrounded by a goatee gives him a traditionally masculine appearance. Considered to be handsome by a vast majority of his kingdom, this king feels very self assured in his appearance.

Class
King of Tricaelia, Ruler of All

Motivation
King Willum isn't entirely certain what motivates him anymore. Other than a sense of superiority and a need to destroy that which denies him, he is mostly apathetic in life. Though growing his children into the most powerful leaders of their time has become a near obsession for the man, despite not knowing why.

History
Tricaelia's complicated history and lore will unfold as IC progresses.

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Strengths
A long time King is skilled in a silver tongue. Whether to be a sharp razor or a sweet treat, this man knows his way around words. Educated from an early age, there are few people who are as knowledgeable about the world as the King, and even fewer still who have his knowledge regarding magic and its various uses, he was a prodigy with blade and spell growing up, despite the prejudice his title saved him from open hostility about it. Lastly, this King seems to have some unnatural ability to be good at just about anything he picks up, no one is sure why, but it seems to be a trait of all of the Kings of Tricaelia, as the Right To Rule is shown, they rule over even the most inconsequential of things.

Weaknesses
King Willum is said to be without flaw or weakness, at least if anyone can hear you that is what you say. The man truly has a quick temper, and is incapable of "letting things go." He is impatient, and cares little for his people, you could even say that he is openly hostile towards them. Most importantly there is a hidden madness eating away at him slowly.

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What is the most important thing to know about your character?
Most importantly King of Tricaelia, Willum Ayrshire Tricaelian, the Endless Reign, is the most important thing to know.

What is your character's greatest flaw?
There is nothing that stops Willum from destroying everything that stands in his way. even if that is his family...or himself.

Why should your character be in a position to influence an entire country?
King Willum is in the most important position to influence an entire country. To question this power is to invite death to your household for tea.

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Queen Erissabette

Queen Eris

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Name
King's Consort, Queen Erissabette Tricaelian, The Beautiful

Race/Faction
The Kingdom of Tricaelia

Age
It is impolite to ask a lady her age!

Description
Slender and delicate in appearance, it is unknown why but the Queen has adopted a more traditional appearance since ascending to her position, though she has worked hard to encourage the ladies of her court to wear more pleasing attire, stating that she chooses the appearance for personal reasons.

Class
Queen of Tricaelia, King's Consort

Motivation
Queen Eris is publicly motivated to provide the best for her children. her personal motivations are a secret she holds tight to her chest.

History
Tricaelia's complicated history and lore will unfold as IC progresses.

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Strengths
A diplomat naturally, the Queen has spent years learning how to walk among people of all types and make more friends than enemies along her path, though at times she chooses to antagonize and get the same results, she seems wise beyond her years, and is is unknown how good she is at divining the truth and information she shouldn't know, but tends to have an eclectic mix of knowledge that most couldn't keep up even when they have trained for it.

Weaknesses
Queen Eris loves her children to the ends of the world, unfortunately this blinds her to any faults they might have. She is also easily manipulated through them. She is trapped in a loveless marriage that was once the world to her, leading to a depression she struggles with at times, going so far as to force herself to face her husband and try to get the feeling for him back but cannot. This stays her hands when she knows the truth.

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What is the most important thing to know about your character?
Queen Eris cares for the people, but is hampered by her husband.

What is your character's greatest flaw?
Queen Eris' secrets hold her in a tightly clenched fist.

Why should your character be in a position to influence an entire country?
Queen Eris is the Queen of her country and is the closest advisor to the Queen. While she does not agree with his plans, she does help him despite her misgivings.

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The Leader of the Ouroboros

Name
Unknown to outsiders

Race/Faction
The Ouroboros

Age
Born 267 years ago.

Description
Unknown

Class
Magic Worker

Motivation
Revenge is both the source of her strength, and her last remaining motivation in life is to see the throne fall.

History
Unknown

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Strengths
Unknown

Weakness
Unknown

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What is the most important thing to know about your character?
Her identity

What is your character's greatest flaw?
Revenge is the only thing she can think about, she is driven to find it no matter the cost.

Why should your character be in a position to influence an entire country?
She has been influencing this country for over 200 years. She knows what she is doing to some extent.

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Factions of Interest

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The Vanguard

Name
The Vanguard

Race/Faction
Soldiers tasked with protecting the throne

Age
Founded 356 years ago

Motivation
To protect the royal throne and the country as a whole.

History
The Vanguard has been around for several hundred years, and to do their history justice would take more time than available to describe. Some of the most important events however are these:
In the beginning, the Vanguard was a small guild devoted to being highly skilled mercenaries who worked out of Tricaelia, however in their 15th year of founding the then King, King Byron Reise Tricaelian, hired them to act as bodyguards to his daughter Princess Ameliadae, who was considered the most beautiful woman in her time, from being kidnapped by a group of renegades during a rebellion. After protecting her for 16 years faithfully, King Byron rehired them as the personal bodyguards for the entire royal family.
20 years later, and the group had grown into the military during the war with Druitar. Their abilities on the battlefield had thrown everyone into madness. After destroying the front lines they began to give Tricaelia the upper hand leading to the first signing of the peace with Druitar and Tricaelia, Queen Ameliadae being extremely proud of her warriors and bestowing on them lands and influence above most of the present forces and guilds. After being elevated in such a way they began recruiting people directly from the military and the provost's (to clarify, the police.) and rotating them between whatever war front (if applicable) and patrolling the streets. Unlike most elite groups they did not prevent commoners from entering their group, however the prejudice did exist and the majority of individuals remained nobles' second sons or the lower houses.
For the next 200 years the Vanguard held up as the strongest force on Vraca (the continent this takes place in) and have only increased the rigor of training and expectation. At this time, there is no known force that is more powerful.

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Strengths
The Vanguard are an elite force of swordsmen and shield-bearers, experienced fighters who know both the front lines of war, and patrol in the mean streets of the poorest neighborhoods. On top of that, they are trained in disaster relief and first aid, they are the first teams sent out in reaction to national emergencies. A select few are trained in counter measures of magic work and know most of the common ways of preventing or subverting magic.

Weaknesses
The Vanguard tends to follow the King blindly. Some are steadfastly loyal and unquestioning towards the king, some are more aware of the consequences of that mindset. They are also prejudiced against magic users on a more general level, which pits them against most magical groups and guilds.

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What is the most important thing to know about your Faction?
The Vanguard is the King's personal bodyguards and attack dogs. They do not hesitate when involving their duty. Each one of these men are extremely capable powerhouses in their own regard.

What is your Faction's greatest flaw?
They follow the King without hesitation or question. While the people who are a part of the Vanguard are not evil, they commit acts that would be recognized as such if not for their protection from moral questioning by those who are dead.

Why should this Faction be in a position to influence an entire country?
The Vanguard is the elite force belonging directly to the throne. They influence the country through defense of their king and domination of their enemies through their king's commands.

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The Veiled Ones/Shrikanti

Name
The Veiled Ones

Race/Faction
Shrikanti/Mistos

Age
Unknown, but it has lasted much longer than Tricaelia.

Motivation
To remove Tricaelia's control from the deserts of their homeland and more specifically out of Laralel the Pearl by the Ocean.

Description
A race of people currently living in the Desert to the West of the Kingdom, with the majority of their people living in Laralel, The Pearl by the Ocean. They're a mostly nomadic tribe, however, they have 3 major cities. They are traders with an unknown amount of wealth. Sometimes an over-abundance. Sometimes they cannot feed their children. They travel throughout the Lands and trade with different peoples. Their weaving is considered extremely valuable and the Court Ladies in Tricaelia compete to have the cloth. However, they have their own fighting and magic systems. They use a curved sword and a form of martial arts that is based on dance movements to strike the enemy down. They are fast and graceful. Men become warriors. Their women become witches. their magic is curses, minor healings, and drawing water up from the ground or out of the air. They work in groups, no single Witch will attempt to take a group of enemies down, however, they could. (If you want to play a male who uses magic or female who uses a sword that is not forbidden but they'd be kind of an outcast to society at large).
They worship Sol, the Life Giver and Death Bringer. Shrikant, Desert wind. Macea, the lady of the Oasis. Basic religious ideology is that Sol is neither male nor female, but the creator of Shrikant and Macea who came together and gave birth to the world at large.
There is some sexism within their culture however, they have female tribal leaders and the Witch covens have power throughout their people.

History
Unknown, as they have little to no written history.

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Strengths
A hardy people who know suffering, but have not fallen to it. They are warriors who know how to go days in the worst of conditions, without food or water, and still fight at the end of it. Mothers who can feed their children with nothing but sand to see for miles. But they are also merchants and traders, knowing the value of things in an almost intrinsic way. They also have a rich oral tradition, though they do have writing even if not everyone knows how to write.

Weaknesses
They are extremely insular, and have an us versus them mentality. Anyone who does not fit the mold is considered an enemy and will be held at arms length. They are poor more often than rich, so their city is literally built from canvas and twine, their people hunger and knowledge is scarce and is considered a valuable commodity to the point that individuals do horde it at the cost of others' loss.

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What is the most important thing to know about your Faction?
The Veiled ones are a under-estimated group because of their poor conditions, most do not know the exact power they hold. Very few enemies have survived angering these people, and they will show everyone how they can bite back harder than they were bit.

What is your Faction's greatest flaw?
Their insular nature makes trade, their livelihood, much more difficult than it needs to be. Unlike most groups that deal with barter and goods they can't open their arms to new peoples and short themselves in the long run. To survive this mentality must change.

Why should this Faction be in a position to influence an entire country?
They are not quite in the most prime position to influence anyone outside of their own lands. However their interests in Tricaelia are purely related to getting Tricaelia OUT of their lands, and they can do that with a vengeance.

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The Ouroboros

Name
The Ouroboros

Race/Faction
Mystic cannibalistic wizards

Age
Founded 290 years ago.

Description
An organization that is held to be myth by most, few believe in their existence, and of those who do believe they exist even fewer believe the stories about cannibalism and leader who has lived for the entirety of it's existence. Even fewer believe that they are capable of instigating a war between Tricaelia and them thinking they are to weak to do such a thing. They are shrouded in mystery and speculation, but what is known about them rivals expectations. The Ouroboros have a hierarchical order.

Scales = Outer defense/first layer of security. Generally weak or non magic users who aren't aware they are part of Ouroboros. Bandits, thieves, and small gangs that act as the footsoldiers and scouts.

Bones = the support. Healers, or merchants who support the organization through various actions.

Liver = The individuals tasked with the dirty work. THey clean up the messes and deal with internal conflicts. The cleaners and internal affairs for the operation

Heart = The instinct and emotional driven members. Some of the most powerful are located here. However, they are young or inexperienced. Some have been driven insane by the abilities of the Ouroboros.

Throat = The orators, and "voices" of the group. They strike the deals, they instigate war, they know what to say when to say it, and who to say it to.

The Teeth = 32 members of offensive powerhouses who's positions can only be lost through death. Even if they betray the organization (which wouldn't happen.) They would remain as a Tooth of the Ouroboros, however....the liver might just have a nice little meal later that evening.

The Eyes and The Ears = A four-member team acting as the knowledge gatherers. They are the greatest diviners and spies. Each takes the right or left position one eye and one ear. One skilled in the physical, one in the magical. However, do not underestimate any of them. They're all powerful by themselves.

The Brain = The defacto leader of the organization. She holds all knowledge and controls all actions. She is immortal in thought and deed. Infallible and perfect. However, she is endlessly hungry and incapable of self-control. She is held in check by the Head (The combined power of The Teeth and The Eyes and Ears.) and tempered by the Heart.

The Tail is a core knowledge in the Ouroboros in the ranks from Liver up through Brain. We consume ourselves until the end of time, to be reborn anew in shapes we never knew. All can rise, and All can fall.
Not one member can remain where they are indefinitely, and more importantly...The Head's duty is to watch over the rest of the Ouroboros util the end of time. Not one member is without value, all will take their turn in the Stomach.

The Stomach = A group removed from the hierarchy of the organization. They prepare the individuals so that specific skills, knowledge, or mental states can be drawn out of the flesh and be imbued into the bodies of those to take their place. A member of the Ouroboros will eventually become the meal of Ouroboros, and the Brain is one who has devoured each and every position and has grown to know all of the Ouroboros and lived the lives of a Thousand Men. But even she will fall to the blades of the Stomach.

Motivation
To get revenge on Tricaelia and their throne in particular, to bring Tricaelia into a state of chaos

History
The Ouroboros are a very mysterious and isolated people. More will be revealed as IC develops.

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Strengths
As powerful magic users they have collected, through various means, one of the most vast collections of magical and historical knowledge. On top of that, while specific individuals within the order are not immortal their knowledge and skills are not lost, just passed on to the next to take their place. With some of the best information gathering techniques currently available to them, they are more aware of movements by their enemies than those enemies could expect.

Weaknesses
On the downside, as powerful magic users, they are weak when it comes to physical actions. While they can use their magic to sort most of these types of problems, magic does have its limits and they can't reach beyond those limits. ON top of that they've learned to value the life of humans lowly, including their own, believing that their "reincarnation" is a path to eternal life, which leads to them taking risky steps they otherwise shouldn't. Most importantly, they can not find common ground with the people and without that, they'll only ever be half successful in their endeavors.

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What is the most important thing to know about your faction?
Not only are most of the stories about them true, some are not deep enough to really explain the situation clear enough.

What is your faction's greatest flaw?
They are monsters in thought and deed however they do believe that if Tricaelia loses power they can place a new power into the throne and "fix" everything that was done wrong by the Tricaelian kings.

Why should your faction be in a position to influence an entire country?
They have been scheming, plotting, and infiltrating the kingdom for a long time. They worked for the position to influence that kingdom.

The Woodsmen

Name: The Woodsmen

Race/Faction: The Kingdom of Tricaelia

Age: 300 years

Description: The Woodsmen is a guild essentially of scouts/spies, and keeping the peace. Despite its long lasting presence, it has remained relatively small because of how they operate. However the size of the guild is unknown to anyone. Even the king. It’s also rumored other branches of the guild have gone out, and they operate worldwide.

Motivation: They look to the future of the kingdom, all they do is in service to that goal.

History: The Woodsmen’s history is covered with mystery, no one really remembers how they came to be, But the only thing known for fact is they started in Tricealia. They keep meticulous records of everything that happens in the kingdom. This vault, which holds all this knowlege is unknown to anyone but a handful of higher ranked Woodsmen. They trade knowledge often with other branches around the world. They have a headquarters somewhere outside of the capital.

Strengths:

With three hundred years of making connections and keeping meticulous records, they almost always have leverage over some Lord or another.

Their abilities to keep secrets on their numbers and whereabouts and operations makes them a dangerous group because of the unknown factor.

They are legendary archers, and masters of stealth.

Weakness:
Because their secrecy, they've gotten a dark reputation as black magic Sorcerers. Most of the commoners and lords fear them because of that. While it can be considered a strength, it does make it hard to gain trust at times.

What is the most important thing to know about your guild?

If you make a friend with a Woodsman, you make a friend with the entire guild.

What is your guild's greatest flaw?

Their secrecy hinders their growth, and building trust.

Why should your guild be in a position to influence an entire country?
With connections and access to entire libraries of info on everyone of importance. Having the Woodsmen guild on your side almost always guarantees success.

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Character Sheet

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Skeleton

Name: Character Sheet Skeleton

Race/Faction: NPC

Age: N/A

Description: A well-constructed description totaling five sentences and a picture. Preferably a realistic one, however, if you can't find one you like animation is tolerable. If you would prefer to use just written description this is acceptable, just be certain to use two well-written paragraphs to describe your character. I should have some form of mental image for this character.

"Class": Are you a warrior? A mage of some form? Just a regular citizen dragged into a cesspit of a political drama?

Motivation: What drives your character through this campaign?

History: What is your past? What are you running from? What are you trying to save? Or destroy? Is your background noble? Common? Who are you and what makes you, you?

Strengths: 3-5 Strengths of your character. Personal, physical, or mental.

Weakness: 3-5 Weaknesses your character possesses. Personal, physical, or mental.

What is the most important thing to know about your character?

What is your character's greatest flaw?

Why should your character be in a position to influence an entire country?

One paragraph writing example of dialogue or interaction with another character plus a second paragraph writing example of combat. If your character is a non-combatant (i.e. specializes in healing) use whatever specialization that character would have for the second paragraph.

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Guild Sheet

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Guild Skeleton

Name: The name of your guild.

Race/Faction: Is your guild faction aligned? Is it full of racists?

Age: How long has your guild existed for?

Description: A well-constructed description totaling two paragraphs describing what your guild does, it's shape, and other important factors within it.

Motivation: What drives your guild through this campaign?

History: What is your past? What are you running from? What are you trying to save? Or destroy? Is your background noble? Common? Who are you and what makes you, you?

Strengths: 3-5 Strengths of your guild. Personal, physical, or mental. (As applicable)

Weakness: 3-5 Weaknesses your guild possesses. Personal, physical, or mental. (As applicable)

What is the most important thing to know about your guild?

What is your guild's greatest flaw?

Why should your guild be in a position to influence an entire country?

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Thank you for taking the time to look through this, This rp is a Revive from over a year ago, While @kitty Our Gm, nor I can take full credit. We give Credit to @onestorytomany. We have how ever tweaked a few things and will be heading in our own direction!

ALSO

This is a massive world, which can be built upon. Working with Kitty or I, we can work any brilliant ideas you have into this world and make it better. if you are interested, please post a CS here or Pm @kitty and I.

If you have any questions please don't be afraid to ask!

OOC

{Open to Application} Rebellion is Our Calling - Revive

Since I edited it a little, I figured I should put it on here first.

Fenros Allaway

Theme Song

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Fenros Claude Allaway 'The Undaunted'


Human, Bodyguard to the Princess


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Fenros is not a large man compared to some other knights, he is still as muscular as any formidable fighter. He stands at a modest 5'8" with dirty blonde hair and light blue eyes. He bares scars all over his body from years of combat for the kingdom and pushing himself beyond his limit which helped him ascend the ranks as fast as he did. He was never one to wear fancy robes of exquisite material, preferring to wear more practical clothing. When not in normal attire, his armor (below) is what he can be found in. He found not having a full suit of armor better suited his fighting style.



This hand and a half sword (commonly known as a Bastard sword) was gifted to his grandfather from the king of his day when he was knighted and given the title of Lord. Passed down to him when he became a Knight. While he is trained to use this and a shield, he prefers to use to use just the sword.



Knight


Fenros was born into a noble class. However his father understood as taught to him by his father, that the kingdom was not for the Lords and Ladies, but for the People. This made him appreciate those who served in his castle, treating them like his own family. He knew the names of every servant, and a little bit about them. He also did not want his children to be raised like spoiled brats, and while at the same time training them to be knights, he also made them do some of work with the servants. Learning everything that needed to be done in the castle and doing it till they were proficient at it. This greatly influenced Fenros as he came to see the true meaning of hard work, and the hardships the peasants went through. Because of this gift from his father, he is one of the very few in the kingdom nobility that is disgusted with the other nobles and even king.




Like mentioned above, Fenros had a very different life growing up in the Allaway Castle. His father groomed him to take over the family estate, and values. Trained him to be one of the best Knights in the kingdom, as his father was. From hand to hand, to swordsmanship, to even using a bow. Fenros pushed himself to the point that he was already defeating other knights when he was still a squire.

When he was sixteen and still a squire he participated in a battle defending one of their fortresses. His knight who was training him was gravely wounded, Fenros picked up his blade and continued the fight. Despite his inexperience in a real battle, his natural skill with the blade was far ahead most of the foot soldiers that tried to breach the wall. He was on the wall of the fortress, his back to the only door which lead to the ground. He held of the attackers till reinforcements came. Multiple accounts of his bravery and skill were passed onto the Lord of the keep after the battle was won, The lord Decided to knight Fenros that day. Three years before the normal age of knighthood. He received his coat of arms and the name of The Undaunted.



His reputation continued to grow with each battle after, Two years later he was recruited into the Vanguard, and with his skill was placed as the new bodyguard for the Princess. Here he spent a few more years, becoming close with the princes. When he was twenty-five he saved the prince and princess single-handily in an assassination attempt that nearly was successful. Fenros was gravely injured during this but managed to survive. He was then recognized for his service and bravery. He was offered any position he desired, and surprised everyone with wishing to continue to be the Princess's body guard.




A prodigy with the sword.
A formidable tactician.
He is very charismatic.
Natural born leader.
Observant.
Kind.


Women, he can't help but flirt.
He has a temper at times mostly when it comes to dealing with fat/lazy/all nobles.
He can get lost in fighting, he enjoys the challenge and gets caught up in it. He tends to have too much fun while doing so.




Fenros is one to lay down his life to save a group a peasants he doesn't know. He is also well known and liked by the people.


His temper while dealing with imbeciles. Usually happens in the court, or will during negotiations with a group he clearly dislikes.


As a Noble he does have some weight in the court. Everyone knows him from his deeds as a knight, and his rather blunt and opposite view upon the world. Because of this, many would hear how kind of a man he is with the common folk, and could rally the people to his banner and with the numbers of the people overthrow the kingdom.

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(feat. @Kitty)

Assassination attempt

"... The men were ordered to take the princess, but if that was not possible, kill her. The small group of five men surrounded the carriage and jeered and mocked the princess to come out after ripping the door open. When she would not listen one of them would try to go in after her, This he didn’t mind, he had plans for the beautiful princess before they reached their destination.

The Princess had moved her brother behind her and was trying her best to glare at the men, but all she could muster was a small glare along with a look of true fear. “Leave us alone! There is nothing we could possibly have that you want right now. If it’s money you want, take these.” Eleanor threw her crown and all the jewelry she had on at the men from the furthest point away from the door in the carriage. When one of them tried to climb into the carriage she did not hesitate to try and kick him in the face as much as she could, trying to deter him from climbing into the carriage.

A few moments later, galloping could be heard as the other men around the carriage started to yell and raise their weapons and ran towards where the carriage came from. Fenros crashed into the first man, jumping off the horse and landing on the second, his sword stabbed into the man’s chest as he fell and Fenros rolled to his feet. Just in time to dodge a swing from the third man, grip his sword arm and pulled down, while raising his knee and breaking the man's elbow and ripping the sword from it to parry the fourth man’s sword. Fenros slashed and parried with this fourth attacker for a few blows but quickly dispatching him with a stab to the gut.

He then ran towards the carriage where the fifth one was oblivious to the outside because he was being kicked every few seconds. “Such a feisty princess! I love ones with fire in them. Never been with a royal myself though…” He sudden winced and was pulled out of the carriage rather roughly, with the sound of steel entering flesh. A few seconds later Fenros poked his head into the carriage, all bloodied from his his head wound, and covered in enemy blood. “Are you alright Princess?” He asked while breathing hard. He winced as he held his side, noticing pain for the first time. He looked down to see an arrow tip just barely sticking out from his hip. Apparently an arrow had caught him from behind when he was riding. He hid it with the carriage door from Eleanor.

Eleanor looked at the man in horror at what he said but when she watched him get pulled out and then heard the sound of him being stabbed she became hopeful. Then she saw Fenros and despite his appearance, tears of relief began to stream down her face and she smiled and nodded, not trusting in her ability to speak at the time. But her smile fell when he winced, she had known him long enough to know he was hiding something based off of him looking down at himself then hiding part of his body behind the carriage door. “What happened? Are you hurt?” El asked rather quickly.

Fenros grunted with a sigh of relief as she looked literally unharmed. He smiled at her as she asked if he was hurt. It’s nothing, just a scratch.I’m sorry I wasn’t here sooner.” he said, Last thing he needed was to be worried about him. At this moment. But before he could say another word or think of getting on the carriage to race for the castle, he heard more men running towards them He lifted his sword once again and looked seeing ten more men rush towards them. Stay inside Princess... He said as he turned to face them...”

Edit: Most is unchanged, except the part that he becomes leader of the Vanguards. And used a bit of the assassination attempt we worked out before if ya dont mind

{Open to Application} Rebellion is Our Calling - Revive

Fenros Allaway

Theme Song

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Fenros Claude Allaway 'The Undaunted'


Human, Bodyguard to the Princess


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Fenros is not a large man compared to some other knights, he is still as muscular as any formidable fighter. He stands at a modest 5'8" with dirty blonde hair and light blue eyes. He bares scars all over his body from years of combat for the kingdom and pushing himself beyond his limit which helped him ascend the ranks as fast as he did. He was never one to wear fancy robes of exquisite material, preferring to wear more practical clothing. When not in normal attire, his armor (below) is what he can be found in. He found not having a full suit of armor better suited his fighting style.



This hand and a half sword (commonly known as a Bastard sword) was gifted to his grandfather from the king of his day when he was knighted and given the title of Lord. Passed down to him when he became a Knight. While he is trained to use this and a shield, he prefers to use to use just the sword.



Knight


Fenros was born in Khunrith, into the noble house of Allaway, the Duke of the far eastern boarder city. Despite being apart of the Noble class his father was very aware of the common folk. that the kingdom was not for the Lords and Ladies, but for the People. This made him appreciate those who served in his castle, treating them like his own family. He knew the names of every servant, and a little bit about them. He also did not want his children to be raised like spoiled brats, and while at the same time training them to be knights, he also made them do some of work with the servants. Learning everything that needed to be done in the castle and doing it till they were proficient at it. This greatly influenced Fenros as he came to see the true meaning of hard work, and the hardships the peasants went through. Because of this gift from his father, he is one of the very few in the kingdom nobility that is disgusted with the other nobles and even king.




Like mentioned above, Fenros had a very different life growing up in the Allaway Castle. His father groomed him to take over the family estate, and values. Trained him to be one of the best Knights in the kingdom, as his father was. From hand to hand, to swordsmanship, to even using a bow. Fenros pushed himself to the point that he was already defeating other knights when he was still a squire.

When he was sixteen and still a squire he participated in a battle defending one of their fortresses. His knight who was training him was gravely wounded, Fenros picked up his blade and continued the fight. Despite his inexperience in a real battle, his natural skill with the blade was far ahead most of the foot soldiers that tried to breach the wall. He was on the wall of the fortress, his back to the only door which lead to the ground. He held of the attackers till reinforcements came. Multiple accounts of his bravery and skill were passed onto the Lord of the keep after the battle was won, The lord Decided to knight Fenros that day. Three years before the normal age of knighthood. He received his coat of arms and the name of The Undaunted.



His reputation continued to grow with each battle after, Two years later he was recruited into the Vanguard, and with his skill was placed as the new bodyguard for the Princess. Here he spent a few more years, becoming close with the princes. When he was twenty-five he saved the prince and princess single-handily in an assassination attempt that nearly was successful. Fenros was gravely injured during this but managed to survive. He was then recognized for his service and bravery. He was offered any position he desired, and surprised everyone with wishing to continue to be the Princess's body guard.




A prodigy with the sword.
A formidable tactician.
He is very charismatic.
Natural born leader.
Observant.
Kind.


Women, he can't help but flirt.
He has a temper at times mostly when it comes to dealing with fat/lazy/all nobles.
He can get lost in fighting, he enjoys the challenge and gets caught up in it. He tends to have too much fun while doing so.




Fenros is one to lay down his life to save a group a peasants he doesn't know. He is also well known and liked by the people.


His temper while dealing with imbeciles. Usually happens in the court, or will during negotiations with a group he clearly dislikes.


As a Noble he does have some weight in the court. Everyone knows him from his deeds as a knight, and his rather blunt and opposite view upon the world. Because of this, many would hear how kind of a man he is with the common folk, and could rally the people to his banner and with the numbers of the people overthrow the kingdom.

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(feat. @Kitty)

Assassination attempt

"... The men were ordered to take the princess, but if that was not possible, kill her. The small group of five men surrounded the carriage and jeered and mocked the princess to come out after ripping the door open. When she would not listen one of them would try to go in after her, This he didn’t mind, he had plans for the beautiful princess before they reached their destination.

The Princess had moved her brother behind her and was trying her best to glare at the men, but all she could muster was a small glare along with a look of true fear. “Leave us alone! There is nothing we could possibly have that you want right now. If it’s money you want, take these.” Eleanor threw her crown and all the jewelry she had on at the men from the furthest point away from the door in the carriage. When one of them tried to climb into the carriage she did not hesitate to try and kick him in the face as much as she could, trying to deter him from climbing into the carriage.

A few moments later, galloping could be heard as the other men around the carriage started to yell and raise their weapons and ran towards where the carriage came from. Fenros crashed into the first man, jumping off the horse and landing on the second, his sword stabbed into the man’s chest as he fell and Fenros rolled to his feet. Just in time to dodge a swing from the third man, grip his sword arm and pulled down, while raising his knee and breaking the man's elbow and ripping the sword from it to parry the fourth man’s sword. Fenros slashed and parried with this fourth attacker for a few blows but quickly dispatching him with a stab to the gut.

He then ran towards the carriage where the fifth one was oblivious to the outside because he was being kicked every few seconds. “Such a feisty princess! I love ones with fire in them. Never been with a royal myself though…” He sudden winced and was pulled out of the carriage rather roughly, with the sound of steel entering flesh. A few seconds later Fenros poked his head into the carriage, all bloodied from his his head wound, and covered in enemy blood. “Are you alright Princess?” He asked while breathing hard. He winced as he held his side, noticing pain for the first time. He looked down to see an arrow tip just barely sticking out from his hip. Apparently an arrow had caught him from behind when he was riding. He hid it with the carriage door from Eleanor.

Eleanor looked at the man in horror at what he said but when she watched him get pulled out and then heard the sound of him being stabbed she became hopeful. Then she saw Fenros and despite his appearance, tears of relief began to stream down her face and she smiled and nodded, not trusting in her ability to speak at the time. But her smile fell when he winced, she had known him long enough to know he was hiding something based off of him looking down at himself then hiding part of his body behind the carriage door. “What happened? Are you hurt?” El asked rather quickly.

Fenros grunted with a sigh of relief as she looked literally unharmed. He smiled at her as she asked if he was hurt. It’s nothing, just a scratch.I’m sorry I wasn’t here sooner.” he said, Last thing he needed was to be worried about him. At this moment. But before he could say another word or think of getting on the carriage to race for the castle, he heard more men running towards them He lifted his sword once again and looked seeing ten more men rush towards them. Stay inside Princess... He said as he turned to face them...”

{Open to Application} Rebellion is Our Calling - Revive

Hell to the yes

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Jett only grew more confused when Kaida continued with her story saying he saved her...calling him really strong. A slight clarity came from that but it didn’t really click for him right away as he was still taken back really that she thought he saved them from this group of villains. He glanced behind him to see Roy and Ruby standing there, roy glaring at him per usual today...was that why he was pissed at him? Cause he thought he did something he couldn’t?

It took a few seconds to realize the guy who saved her was his dad, wearing a version of his hero suit. He tended to use his companies prototypes and test them himself in the field. That and the fact she said he was super strong….which was his dads quirk, super strength. Gaining that ability from Jetts grandmothers side.

He scratched the back of his head looking back to Kaida and forcing a smile. Looking at her face and how it lit up, he would feel horrible if he ruined it for her. Especially when she’s in such pain. But at the same time it’s just as bad if he led her on.

”I- uh… He was at a loss for words.

Lance sighed as he walked up the stairs. Having just finished with the debriefing with police for the moment, and making sure Manda was settled and checking in with his wife and Yukari. He decided to check on the students he helped with. Really wanting to get more info on the boy who lost his arm. Having seen him fight, he was interested in helping him out. It would be a damn shame if his potential was wasted so early in his life.

That, and he also wanted to get the scoop on those villians on the side. He raised an eyebrow when hearing a commotion, something about Perv and the like, But he was tired and didn’t hurry his step. By the time he got to the top he noticed a blonde boy in a wheelchair and a dark haired girl making their way into a room. With Aurellia standing in the hallway. Hard not to miss her with her wings and platinum hair.

”Ah Ms. Nakamiji, good to see you are not harmed. He said with a smile. He was still in his gear, but his hood and mask was off. His face grew a little more serious.” What about the rest of your team? I noticed a few got hurt. Non serious I hope?” He stopped infront of the door to where his son was in. Glancing he noticed him right away, but didn’t make a move to enter. His attention coming back to the woman in front of him.

♦ A New Era ♦ - A My Hero Academia RP

Fumika, Haruka, Takeshi

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Takeshi raised an eyebrow as Roy said he would take her. Immediately telling her not to be slamming doors because of a barbarian “bully” confused by what he meant. Clearly slamming private room doors open in a hospital is not advisable, but he was sure she was just worried. He grunted softly to himself as he reached for a robe and pulled into onto him, after doing so he laid back for a moment as another wave of dizziness flowed over him. He heard some commotion outside the door of his room, groaning and some worried voices.

But when opened his eyes he looked over to see Fumika standing in the doorway. Her eyes filled with horror and disbelief. At what though? His lack of arm was hidden at his side opposite of the door. Her face was white as well, before he could ask if she was ok, she finally spoke

"Takeshi... Your arm..."

He winced, not out of any physical pain, but to see Fumika this mentally distressed over the fact he lost his arm. He hesitated for a moment, looking away to his feet at the end of the bed. Then slowly swinging them over the edge. As he grunted.

Looking to Fumika again he had a soft smile on his lips. “Fumika… thank you for visiting…” He said softly but politely. Using his right hand to gripp his elbow and nub as if that simple gesture would hide it completely from her. While it was a horrible incident for himself, he was already steeled to push on. But Fumika seemed so worried and he didn’t want that of her. She was so innocent and pure. ”Its not that bad…” he said trying to brush off the severity of it. Though it was clear he understood it as well.

He pushed himself out of bed and finished pulling the robe over his shoulders. Shakily at first, but he managed to regain his balance. Whats going on out there? I heard some groaning...did Roy hit someone with the door? He added, trying to deflect the bigger issue.

Fumika stared blankly at him. Her mouth opened as if to say something, then shut again. She blinked once, very slowly and deliberately, as if only just then realizing she’d forgotten and resolving to do it properly if she was going to do it at all. She nodded slightly, but still didn’t speak. Her lower lip seemed to twitch slightly - the faintest sort of quivering motion that suggested that with some herculean effort, she was trying to speak - or perhaps trying to keep herself from speaking. Her hands reached up to fidget with the curtains of her hair, but she couldn’t quite seem to put them in the right place, and grasped once, then twice at thin air before she finally found the warmth she was looking for. It didn’t seem to bring her much comfort, regardless.

“Fumi. Oi, Fumi. Snap out of it.” The rough voice to the right of her seemed to do the trick, and she jumped slightly releasing her hair and looking down to find two worried amber eyes gazing back up at her. Harukaze Haruka waved a hand slightly in front of her friend’s face, then placed it on her shoulder. “He says he’s fine, so relax a bit, alright?” She seemed to consider saying more, but the message was clear enough to the distraught blonde as it was. Fumika gave another slight nod, and her hands slumped down to her sides.

“...Sorry.” She murmured apologetically, although what she was apologizing for was unclear. She looked up to Takeshi, and although she seemed tense, she managed to address him without shaking. “We heard about what happened,” she said quietly, trying hard to keep her eyes focused on his face, to keep them focused on the room in front of her rather than the room she’d seen a year prior. “We… we came as fast as we could.”

Takeshi nodded and said quickly, No need to be sorry Fumika... He said raising his stump of an arm. As to scratch the back of his head...clearly forgetting about what happened… He looked at it for a split second. “Its a lot to take in, I get it… He lowered his arm and added, ”As I said before, thanks for coming… it means alot to me that you came so quickly...but...

He looked to Haruka, noting her prosthetic leg. ...If this is too hard for you to be here...or need some time to process it… thats ok.” he added at the end...the image of her pale face and horror look in her eyes becoming more and more clear as he made the connection with Haruka. He didn’t want her going through some unnecessary pain seeing him like this right now.

That seemed to get a reaction, at least, but he wasn’t sure if that was an improvement. She raised her head, her eyes momentarily widening with something approximating shock, before snapping back to that same blank, slight frown as always. It was almost uncanny how quickly her face always seemed to revert to that look - as if she’d forgotten how to wear any other expression save that. And yet, she clearly hadn’t forgotten, but-

Her lip twitched slightly, but once again, if she was trying to say something, she failed miserably. Or, perhaps she had just decided that it would be best not to speak. After another moment, the last strand of her hair that was stubbornly standing upright drooped lifelessly down across the bridge of her nose, and her head followed suit.

“I... Nn…” The words were difficult, but she got them out at last. “...Right. I’m… sorry.”

She gave a curt nod, turned, and shuffled quickly toward the door, seeming somehow smaller than when she had first entered it.

Takeshi reached out with his stub as she turned around, getting the impression he made things even worse after seeing her hole body basically droop down. ”W-wait… i didn’t mean…’ he started to say, the sudden movement causing his dizziness spell to kick in again. Falling against the end of the bed and knocking off the clipboard that was on Roy’s bed in the process. He reached out for the footboard of the bed, but misjudged the distance and couldn’t quite reach-

Suddenly, something - no, someone - broke his fall, interposing herself between him and the ground and catching him gently. Or perhaps it was a “something” after all? The copy of Fumika standing between him and the bed gently helped him back upright, supporting him at least until he could sit back down on the side of his bed. Looking up, he could see Fumika stopped halfway through the doorway, one hand upon the frame, clutching it tightly. Her knuckles were white against the black of the doorframe, and her gleaming emerald eyes were staring at him behind the frames of her glasses with a strange expression, somewhere between worry and… fear? Or perhaps apology?

Haruka nodded to her, and the copy disappeared. “Whew. Nice save, Fumi,” She said, giving her friend a thumbs-up. “Why don’t ya make sure that Yoshida kid’s alright? He took a pretty nasty hit to the gut back there.”

“Oh… Okay.” She nodded slightly, more firmly than she had before.

”W-wait Fumika’ he said as he put a hand firmly on the bed, not sitting down. He had closed his eyes once more to stop the spinning of the room for a moment, but he wanted to make sure she just didn’t leave after Haruka told her to go check on Yoshida. He then looked directly at the blonde haired girl who stood in the doorway, with a genuine smile he said, “Thank you Fumika,I really appreciate you being here.”

“Eh?” Her eyes shot up in evident surprise, then slowly dropped down to the floor as the faintest shift came over her face. Perhaps she was embarrassed, or perhaps it was the slightest sort of smile. Her hands fidgeted a bit with the sleeves of her cardigan, and she wobbled her head slightly up and down, seeming taken aback, but glad that he’d seen fit to thank her. The life crept back into her hair, which crackled a bit with nervous energy as the strands fretted back and forth on their own. At last, she found the right words to answer. They were simple words - so simple that even she could be sure to get them right. “Oh… You’re… welcome.”

She glanced to Haruka. Haruka nodded once again, giving a reassuring smile. Fumika smiled faintly in return, then glanced back to the boy on the bed. “Umm… Please be careful, Takeshi. You probably shouldn’t be walking around. I’ll… um… come back in a bit. Is… that alright?”

Haruka grinned, evidently glad to see her friend’s mood so improved. It was a comparatively slight change, but for someone like her, even that much spoke wonders. “Sure thing, Fumi. Don’t you worry. I’ll make sure he doesn’t do anythin’ dumb. I happen to be an expert on that subject, so he’s in good hands!”

Takeshi nodded to Fumika, “Please do… I'll rest here for a moment then.” He said, as he lowered himself on the edge of the bed. He really needed to go see his sister… perhaps he needed the help to make it down the hall if he couldn’t make it five feet without falling over.

He looked to Haruka, who shrugged as Fumika retreated once more out the door. “She’s almost scarily good at that, isn’t she? The whole catchin’ you when ya slip thing, I mean.” She rapped her knuckles against the plastic kneeplate of her prosthetic. “It got to the point where I couldn’t even bump into somethin’ without at least three of her grabbin’ onto me like I was gonna fall off a cliff or somethin’. And without hardly even lookin’, either. She’s somethin’ else, really.” The pride in her voice as she spoke was obvious, but she dismissed it with another shrug and a sigh. “Sorry about her. I know you probably don’t want to be fussed over, but she really is just trying to help.”

He nodded as she spoke, even before this, in the exercise how she saved him a few times in just a short period of time. ” She certainly is…. looking at her directly, “I’m just not used to being fussed over really, but it's nothing you should apologize for. Actually, I appreciate it immensely… I never had anyone come check up on me when i’ve been injured before. Other than my little sister that is...

He looked back to the door, ”She just looked so distraught, like she took it so personally. I didn’t want her feeling that way because of me. But I guess i need to be more clear when speaking with her eh? he added while scratching the back of his head with his right hand.

“She takes everything personally. Really, it’s not your fault. Fumi’s just like that. She means well, but… Let’s just say she bites off more than she can chew.” She scratched the back of her head with a slight grimace. “How should I put this…? If you complained that there wasn’t air in outer space, she’d probably say something dumb like, ‘Sorry! I’m not strong enough to fix that.’” She exhaled quietly. “Everyone’s got things they can’t do. Fumi just needs to…”

She trailed off, then shook her head and shot him another cheeky grin, her momentarily serious mood dissipating completely. Unlike her friend, Haruka herself was something of an open book. It was obvious that she was trying to change the subject and lighten the mood, but even if it was obvious, it wasn’t painfully so. Somehow, her irreverent and casual tone was like a breath of fresh air compared to the heavy atmosphere that had come before it. “Well, whatever. I don’t think we ended up talkin’ last time I saw you. It’s a pretty lousy time for introductions, but I’d be a pretty big jerk if I didn’t even give ya’ my name. I’m Harukaze Haruka. Whatever you wanna call me is fine. Any friend of Fumi’s is a friend of mine.

Takeshi listened intently, nodding as she spoke. Honestly it was good to hear this from someone who really understood her. He being horrible at expressing his own feelings, let alone understanding an odd interesting girl like fumika. He didn’t get a chance to really add anything to the first more serious part, as she segwayed into a more light hearted introduction. He smiled, appreciating someone who was being...real with him.

It’s a pleasure to meet you Haruka, My name is Yashiro Takeshi. Please just call me Takeshi.

The dark-haired girl gave a slight grin, tapping a fist against her open palm and giving the universal sign of a delayed realization. “Ah, yeah, that makes sense. I was wondering why Fumi was already acting so familiar around ya’. Good. I was almost worried for a sec that she was just bein’ rude. Guess I should have more faith in her.” She gave a slight chuckle and raised two fingers to her forehead, flicking them in a haphazard salute. “Well, whatever. Nice to meetcha, Takeshi.”

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When Mina said to Visit everyone clearly weirded out that he asked, he shrugged his shoulders, not thinking that it was, and EVERYone in the same room could get a little crowded. Thankfully Kenichi caught on to what he originally meant...though its true he was horrible at conveying it himself the first time. He simply pointed to Kenichi with wide eyes as if to say, ‘that's what I meant’.

Though no one really spoke up they just decided to just head up. Which he was fine with for now. Personally he wanted to See the girls first...cause well...the guys are fine. Their GUYS they’re supposed to be tough. Also he knew Kaida more than the dudes...But he was smart enough to NOT say that out loud. While he knew the girls were strong and could defend themselves and what not, he was always taught by his father to protect his sisters, as that was his role as the oldest brother. Which often bled out to any girl…

As they walked he was glad Haruka had come, and had used him as support while walking...it wasn’t much at all, but even this little gesture that he was able to help meant alot to him that he was able to do something for her,

After Mina ran off to confront Donny a lot of stuff happened, from kenichi yelping when a girl passed him, to roy slamming a door open with that said girl and knocking kenichi down for good. To Roy even glaring at HIM! What the hell did he do? But more importantly...who was that girl and why was she with Roy?

Haruka decided to follow Fumika into the room, was going to go follow them but he decided to just go over to Kenichi, who Asuka was now tending to. He crouched down so he was at eye level with Kenichi and Auska You ok there? Maybe we should check you in while we are here. Though… you got to admit… that was pretty funny, who honestly gets doors slammed into their sides now a days?

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Takeshi had noticed the sudden multitude of expressions. From surprise to fear, confusion, sadness even. He nodded his thanks when he said she was in Kaidas room resting, room he reached for his robe about to leave. He glanced at roy to see him trying to get up. Despite himself getting up once again, having lost much of his own blood, arm, and stabbed in the chest he was used to pushing himself, that and he was healed by that woman... But he was more impressed with Roy having gone up against Oni and still getting up. He saw his attempt within the shadows, that kind of blow he suffered once before from his eldest brother. He was out for a month.

Takeshi looked back to Roy when started to ask him some more questions. He hesitated for a moment, not sure if it was his place...or how Roy would react to this information. He decided to answer first about Kaida, They want Kaida… because she has a insanely powerful quirk, and they want to integrate it with their shadow quirk. Oni… the man with the aura… is my eldest brother. As such, he is to become the next head of the clan and meet my father's associates,

He thought long and hard if he should tell Roy who his father was..he never met him, but he knew his father and he were…’friends’ of sorts. More like mutually respected.

But as he was about to open his mouth, the door whipped open, slamming against the wall and a girl with brown hair holding a white bundle in her arms quickly shouted. Kadia?!?! Her eyes were wide when she realized there were two boys in the room, She blushed but it was quickly hidden as she raised the white bundle to her nose, so only her eyes could be seen. Clearing her throat, Um… sorry.. Do either of you know a white haired girl named Kaida?” She looked at the dark haired boy...noticing he was missing an arm. He didn’t look that old...nor did the blonde haired boy… yet they looked like they just came from a war zone…

Kinda shocked at this sudden interruption, yet grateful at the same time He nodded his head and said, Yes… but I dont know what room she’s in... He looked to Roy, knowing he knew, and waited for him to answer.

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Jett looked to Haruka as she stared back at him, putting her foot down that she was coming with them no matter what with just her eyes… commenting on his lack of quirk and that he shouldn’t go alone. While he appreciated the sentiment it also felt like a dis to his lack of ability to protect himself as well. He shook the thought from his head. He knew she would never mean it like that.

Kenichi also mentioned coming along, despite being injured himself as well. He sighed and nodded his head as Fumika ran off to get her sister. He wondered who she was partially worried for...or was it just that their classmates were in the hospital.

He waited by Haruka while Fumi was gone, Texting his father for more information, which he did, explaining only vaguely that Takeshi seemed to be in the worst shape, but stable. Reina and Roy were next in bad shape but will make a full recovery, Kaida received burns of some kind all over her hands...and Michiko was just mentally exhausted. That they barely survived an attack from a group of men who were chased off by the pros that showed up. He also found out their room numbers and that his mother was also there visiting Yukari who was also hurt somehow as well by a different villain.

Once Fumika came back, he noticed her sister walking behind her, he could instantly see her litte sister, as she looked too familiar to Fumika. But he was surprised to see Mina and Ruby in tow as well. He had not spoke to Ruby at all really, he was still slightly embarrassed by what happened in the last exercise. He did of course apologize afterwards when he had a chance, in the classroom but he decided to not talk to her for a bit till it wasn’t so fresh in his mind. He nodded to the new group and updated them on what little info he did received then he turned towards the main gate, walking next to Haruka incase she needed to grab onto him. But he didn’t offer his arm obviously, he didn’t want her to think he was making it obvious that he was offering to help, knowing how independant she was.

Luckily, there was a bus that was stopping as they were leaving, which would take them to the hospital, there wasn’t much chatting… as the news of so many of their friends hurt kinda ruined the mood...along with other reasons to be sure, soon they were at the hospital, in the lobby. Checking his phone again, he told the others where Takeshi’s and roy’s room where and the girls room as well, his last info was that Reina, Michiko and Kaida were there resting.
”So..who do you guys wanna see first?” He asked, looking to everyone. Perhaps they would split up or want to stick together. He was fine with either. He glanced at Mina again, once again surprised she actually came. He didn’t think she was close friends with anyone there. Same with Ruby...perhaps reina is one of their roomates? He didn't’ know obviously

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Once Reina left the room, relieved as well that she was being forced into treatment. For a timid girl she had quite stubborn streak. Which made him smile for the briefest of moments.

As for Aurelia, when she mentioned that what a pro like he should say he raised an eyebrow with a quizzical look upon his face. She really thought he was a pro? Acion quickly moved over to her and whispered something in her ear which seemed to shock her. Probably the fact that he was not a pro, but merely a classmate of his. After a quick exchange between the two siblings, and a few confused mixed with aw glances at himself, Acion and Aurelia left, leaving him and Roy alone. Frankly he was honored that someone thought he was a pro hero, but at the same time the knowledge of his brothers strength and his failure quickly snuffed out that little flame.

He looked down at his stump of an arm, really studying it now. That woman who healed him did a fascinating job, as it looked almost completely healed. The fact remained, even if he can get out of this bed, he would have to work again twice as hard to come up with a new style that did not rely on the use of it, not to mention the fact that he had to use his free hand to make constructs…

He glanced over at Roy as he spoke in a low tone. He was of course asking about his connection to the men. He knew this would come, and knew that now he had no choice but to tell him. He sat for a few moments breathing slowly, his eyes never leaving Roys. Yes. He said simply and matter of factly. For a moment, it would seem that would be all he would say, blinking and then looking to the door.

He has to see Michiko. He remembered before he passed out that she was fine, just unconscious. Which made sense because of how much effort it took to pull him into that shadow wolf. He still felt weak, but he slipped his feet over the edge of his bed slowly, grunting softly under his breath.

He looked once again at roy who was still looking at him, expecting more to the answer to which he added, Those masked men were our older brothers... He let it sink in before continuing, Michiko and I were born into a clan of Assassins, raised to follow in our ancestors footsteps and rule this country from the shadows. When everyone our age was going to school and having a childhood, Michiko and I were fighting quite literally to survive within our own home. All up till about a year or so ago, when I saved Michiko from being married off to abusive man twice her age… and we ran away from it...or tried to at least.

Once he gained enough inner strength he slowly stood up, keeping a firm hand on his bed, Since I brought dishonor to the family, Only my head will suffice to restore it. looking to Roy he changed the subject. Do you know where my sister is?”

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To be honest, Takeshi was not ready for Roy to stand up and Yell at him for saying what he did. He was confused for a moment and glanced over at Reina when he mentioned her. So he was getting angry for him saying the same thing they all would have thought? To protect each other? Sure they were training still and Roy saw him as another student. That was understandable, which is why he bit his tongue. He was trained how to fight… not like them. Any of them. He was taught to kill from a very young age. He didn’t have a childhood like the others. He lived with the knowledge his mistakes would leave a permanent reminder. All the scars on his body were testament to that training.

One of his brothers was missing two fingers since he was nine. A hard lesson their father taught him, the idea of losing pieces of one’s body was a given in his life. He looked down at his arm when Roy screamed in his face, mentioning his severed arm.

It didn’t hurt as bad as before to be honest… though he could have been in shock...or it was the medicine or what ever that womans quirk did. He swore he could still feel his hand resting on his leg...only to see for himself that it wasn’t there.

Takeshi looked over to Reina for a moment and noticed a look of determination in her eyes, which had changed from her somewhat sad smile. He wanted to speak to her more privately… while its true she held her own, and showed how truly powerful her quirk was...he did remember the look in her eyes near the end of the fight.

He looked her in the eye as she looked at him, mentioning that she wanted him to come to her if he needed help. He was lost for words for a bit before only nodding...despite thinking he would never try to burden her or anyone with his handicap now. That was not his way. That was not how he was raised.

He looked at Acion and listened to what he said...but again said nothing… Both of them saw only a normal student. He wasn’t them though… he wasn’t try to act like someone he wasn’t. He failed, he had more training...he KNEW his families tactics… he saw Rakasha in that bus but instead of telling them to run he assumed it was a trick of the heat.

He knew he should have pushed the group into the street, not let them fight in the ally to Hade’s strength. He left them to defend themselves knowing they could easily be killed.

He then looked up as the principle came in...taking Reina away to be treated. While he was glad she was being taken away he still kinda hoped...that she would have been treated there. Idiotic he knew but he shook his head.

Finally speaking after Aurellia asked what he planned to do. He looked at her with a slightly confused look. He was going to still fight of course. But the idea of ever giving up never crossed his mind. He would have to change his style for sure...but he was still aiming to destroy his family's legacy.

I’m still going to fight... He looked to Roy, ” Despite losing my arm... I grew up expecting there might be a day I might lose a limb. It is just apart of life… for how I was raised. He looked to Acion. Im not trying to pretend to be somene I’m not. I am not the same as you guys. I am not saying I’m better than any of you, but I should have be able to do more. Because of how I was trained.

His eyes rested upon Aurellia, “I’m not giving up if that is what you meant.