Aura Lodestone

Coal

He was not sure how long it had been since he had went off on his own as he checked his backpack, he only had half of his bread left and his water had already began to run out. He was all alone in this world with no friends or family, right now he was lost and without a purpose other than his blade which he kept in his bag as well. He got really lost in the street as there seemed to be a huge commotion of sorts, as he could not figure out what was actually going on at the time. He looked around really confused as to why the people were so busy and noticed some people setting up stalls as it was his first time actually seeing the main square of town before. He had spent so much time in the mines and working under people he never got to see the world around him. He could smell some fresh food that was probably cooked recently, but he began to think that he would soon starve since he had no money. He had only remembered now that he should have taken money before setting off on his adventure or journey to find his place in the world. He also heard some parents laughing and playing with their children as he looked down sadly having never known that experience too well. He felt deep down inside he did not fit in with this place as he began to search around for a place to go work on his gears. He was not all there when suddenly he got knocked over as he fell on his back as this really pudgy man knocked him over, a familiar man who he had forgotten was the mayor of this town. Not that it really mattered he was a bit upset that the man just did not take note of who was in his way, did not matter who you were could no one respect people or have any manners. Then a serious guy stood over the kid and said. "Watch where you going kid, do not go bothering the mayor you little brat" He wanted to hit this guy so hard right now, but that would not help him get to work on more gears, as he sighed and looked away and just whispered stubbornly, "Sorry..." giving a deep pause as if he wanted to add something to the end of that fake apology. Why did he need to apologize to people when they are in the wrong, or was it always meant to be him who was wrong all the time. He had to be wrong because he was a peasant, a worthless brat, a servant who now no longer had a master. He was nothing more than a stray dog to this rich people he thought to himself. As he sat there people just walked passed him as if he was not even there, not like anyone would care since they were too busy enjoying something. He heard someone announcing it was time as he just sat there and listened. The man then said something that helped him get an idea of where he was, he was in Londonary and it had been some time but he was not even sure when he had gotten there to be honest. He heard something about an amazing day, but was there really such a thing as an amazing day as the little boy thought to himself. He then began thinking more and looked up to the sky and wondered why he could not just get work since he was already sixteen. The people here would accept him would they not? He then saw something he had never seen before as they unveiled a large clock, the beautiful gears and the pristine design, the creation so perfect until he noticed a blemish as he held his mouth for a moment nearly losing himself at the sight as he remembered that day. He wanted to get away from this place as the people all began running like crazy, one person kicked him to the side and a few stepped on him as well with some people only going around him afterwards. He was used to being treated like dirt anyways as he did not know where to go from here, he tried standing up slowly a bit hurt and feeling sore here and there. He then stood up and looked towards the clock tower as he glared at it wondering who would defile this beautiful clock, rather than thinking about how they could have killed the person to begin with. Before he even knew it he was nearly alone in the town square as he took this time to scavenge some resources getting some food and coin and stuffing it into his backpack. Not that anyone cared they just ran off on their own it was their fault for not watching over their goods. No matter what happens if you do not look after yourself then no one else will, is what he had thought and would continue to think. This was just another day in the life of Aura

Heroic Saga

My character is 100 years old so age should not be a problem. and I was not really offended just mostly confused by the question since there are so many others you could ask the same said question

@Aura Lodestone

It's just I've role-played with lots of people who have English as a second or even third language, and they had writing styles similar to yours.

@jdh97

Writing style and native language do not actually go together, like my one friend is an English professor but when she types things normally it looks like some hillbilly is writing it... Not everyone uses advanced or English in its purest form, also take into account that English is also somewhat different in each country... For one in my country you spell color as colour, while in America it is spelled without the u.... that is just something simple, but just take that into account English is spoken as second and third language in so many countries but is actually only a first language in a few since well most first language speakers speak Chinese or some Indian language... Either way you should probably try not to make comments like this too often, it can actually come off very offensive if you tell people their writing style seems similar to a second or third language speaker... I am first language English so being told my writing style is 2nd or 3rd language....meh... Anyways best to ask questions like those in pm rather, if it had been someone more sensitive it could have blown out of proportion Oh and I wander when I should make my next post I really am waiting to see how Rin reacts to be honest.

Coal

sorry for delay work doubled up on me, anyways will either post later today or tomorrow sorry for keeping you guys waiting so long

Heroic Saga

My character is 100 years old so age should not be a problem. and I was not really offended just mostly confused by the question since there are so many others you could ask the same said question

Heroic Saga

Aura, a question of mere curiosity, but is English your native language?

@jdh97

yes, is that a problem, may I not be allowed to speak the language of my native tongue?

Heroic Saga

Aura - Starter Town, Beginnings Boulevard Small steps, soft steps, silent steps stepping silently softly as the small boy makes his way through the crowd. A group of peal barge through making a small commotion as they start to speak out loud. "Anyone seen a little kid wondering around here?" as the group of four archaeologist's asked around only to find that there were street children everywhere as they began to complain amongst themselves as the townspeople looked at the four men strangely. Meanwhile moving between stalls the little boy was hungry, he had not eaten in so long and these strange guys just found him. He was not sure what was going on as he wondered where his parents were and why everything looked so different. He could not recognise anything as he walked around finally noticing a stall with several fruit as he just took an apple and started eating as a lady looked to the boy with a glare and asked. "Are you going to pay for that?", the boy paused for a moment having taken only a single bite as he put the apple back down and shook his head. The woman was about to get furious when a man passing by just placed a gold coin on the table and said, "I will pay for this, so do not worry young lady", as the man turned to see the boy's reaction as he was hoping to show off the boy was gone with the apple as well. Things were peaceful as the boy just walked between all the people who were too busy with what seemed to be a festival to notice him, as the researching archaeologist's tried their best to find the small boy as there was no way for them to track him down right now. They had not thought of what to do with the boy and having only really treated his wounds they never got down to giving him proper cleaning or clothing so he pretty much appeared like all the other street kids with brown hair due to how dirty his hair had been from all the rubble it got and some dust as well. His clothes were tattered and torn with only the wound that was fixed being somewhat cleansed to prevent infection. Meanwhile the small boy had finished his apple as he threw the left overs away, he had grown up in a small little village so he did not really get what was going on around him. He then finally noticed something he could recognise and saw a sword, he stood in front of this stall which had a man making some strange meat with his sword. He had never seen a barbeque before and to be honest was not sure what the man was doing as he just wanted to eat the food. He then looked to the side and then as he looked back up there was some strange girl with green hair who spoke as he could barely understand what the man was saying and part of what the girl said. The man said something about order and the girl was searching her pouch for something. She was going on all of a sudden about it being a tragedy that the sword barbeque, as he paused now more interested in her as he was more interested in this new word he never heard before called barbeque, he had read nearly every book in his parents library and never once did he find this word. Was she a foreigner or maybe she was some strange creature since her hair was green, not that his own hair colour was strange if anyone got to see it clean. He then suddenly felt hungry and reached out for the meat only to burn his hand as the man looked his way he got a bit scared and looking around not sure which way to go just remembered the green hair and followed the strange barbeque girl slowly and closely behind her with soft silent small steps

Heroic Saga

and so the small boy finds himself lost in town lols... or lost in the forest such tough choices

Heroic Saga

now all we do is wait for someone to start it all, well for Akira to start it up then we start gathering through coincidence or whatever anyways time to take a breather I think my bio looks super long lol then again we have one guy with a very huge pic also lols

Heroic Saga

Name: Aura Lodestone Theme Song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=493hYQ4DpFE the best opening theme I had ever heard Gender: Male Age: 100 Appearance:

The Hundred Year Kid

He is somewhere around 4ft and maybe shorter or slightly taller, he generally has blue hair which is strange and grey to blue eyes which seem to look right through people. He wears a strange piece of headwear to protect his ears. Personality: He is detached and other than his failed attempts at hiding emotion, he is a normal child who just happened to be related to the great evil in this world. With only Crusaders or so called Holy people able to tell his lineage this boy always expects that people hate him and will assume his done wrong under nearly all circumstances even when he is in the right. He occasionally loses interest in things and falls asleep as well as not seeming to pay attention under most circumstances. He is somewhat afraid of bugs, but mostly more annoyed then scared of them even though he finds him interesting, with this line it describes how he sees most things. He fears everything, finds everything to be a bother but in the end he still loves it all. His personality however will turn dark when he gets too scared or too annoyed with him turning into a selfish brat easily. He also does not like things crawling into his ears so wears some headwear sometimes when his sleeping to stop this Favourite Colour(s): Blue and Green Favourite Food(s): Plain Sandwich Hobbies: Taking naps and wandering around just looking at the scenery Weapons: He currently only has a small short sword his father gave him with the Cleave Ability, he can craft his own weapons but it takes a few minutes to do so and he can not carry too many weapons either. At most he will either have 1 heavy weapon or 2 light weapons on him at any given time. This does not include minor lightweight tools that are small like his hands, does not include daggers but refers to items such as a small rock, a bag of dust, a pouch of coins etc... Currently wears a hidden chest plate covering his heart area in general in order to protect him from stabs to the chest, he can still be hurt since it merely directs it away from the heart and does not prevent it from stabbing right through him. Powers/Abilities: Longevity (It may be a miracle or a witch's curse, but this child does not age and can live without anything for a long period of time) Sleep Recovery (Sleeping lets him recover from non-fatal wounds or diseases, but any fatal, severe wound or deadly disease will require medical attention or magical healing in order to recover) Lodestone Crafting (Passed down from his adopted family he has the ability to craft unique weapons which have one of three enhanced abilities) Crafted Weapon Abilities Cleave : the weapon may attack further than its appeared range (used to deal with fast opponents or ranged attackers) Rend : the weapon does more damage that its supposed to like a scratch becomes a cut and a cut becomes a slash (used for taking out tough beasts) Shatter : the ability to break most solid objects besides good quality weapons or strong metal structures(used to break armor) He is skilled in using a Halberd (Hammer Pike Spear type weapon) Hammers in general, swords and bows. He is not exceptional in either but is good with all of them. Can also craft other weapons if taught as well as basic armor as well, however he still needs to spend time gathering the materials unless he uses the Lodestone Craft which he can not use to often as it makes him fall asleep after and basically lets him craft by just having basic materials and converting them through a somewhat magical process which uses will power and imagination to create the weapon in the absence of the correct materials He has very keen eyesight with exceptional hearing, but his body is actually frail and rather weak in general. Biography:The young boy who was born close to a hundred years ago under the light of a Broken Moon (in essence a bunch of trees blocked the moon so it looked broken) this child was born. He did not do much and he just so happened to have been born the day the evil knight had been defeated. However soon people had begun to find out that this was a child was no ordinary child as it was discovered his real mother was a witch of sorts who had served under Levado during the troubling times. Due to these circumstances the woman who had died gave her child away to a couple of people in a peaceful village before dying at the hands of the great Crusaders. His adoptive parents at that time were members of the Lodestone Crafting family that had often worked hard at their craft . They raised the child as their own, even though he was exceptionally quiet and hard to understand they loved him anyways. He had a talent for taking up the crafting arts of his family due to possessing a good amount of unique energy used in the Lodestone Arts. The Crusaders soon discovered the child's location after several years of searching and apparent murdering of any child who happened to be the same age as that child. They were still close to a day away from arriving in the town as the villagers kept away from the blacksmiths calling their weapons the Blades of Ruin and the Swords of Destruction having forgotten that the village lived off of the exploits of the smiths. The village was also given a message of a handsome reward if they handed over the child, while the villagers wished to give up the child the family stood firm and being the main source of the village's status the villagers could not just force them to give in to the demands. As the little boys adoptive parents looked to the little boy who at the time was no more than ten years of age, they could not bare the thought of giving the child up to suffer for the sins of his parent's past with the Evil Knight. They felt an innocent child should not be given up as they prepared for him to leave packing in a backpack full of sandwiches, a small pouch filled with money and two bottles of water which he could barely carry. They told him they loved him and he did not show too much affection but he looked down sadly and said he loved them too which they thought was cute. As they were running out of time with the villagers having already barricaded the family in for the time when the crusaders would arrive. It was then that an assassin appeared, the boy did not look scared at all and the child's adoptive father drew his sword stopping the assassin at the last second holding him back. The villagers trapped them on the outside and an assassin kept his father from helping him to travel. The mother knew that it would be up to her, she took her best weapon she had ever crafted known as the Scythe of Revenance, each weapon had a name at the end and a secret name to draw out its potential. Using this she went outside and began breaking through the barricades as her child followed her not really understanding the situation itself. The Crusaders began to hurry on horseback as the woman found two horses just before they could leave her husband was sent flying out of the house with cuts all over his body, the boy did not cry but his eyes were watering as she felt him try to go to the aid of the man who raised him, she held his shoulder firm. He was resisting crying by instinct so to speak as he would tear up but would never let the tears flow, at least not in front of people who were strangers. It was then that the crusaders arrived in her moment of hesitation, her husband was defeated and the assassin though strong was injured having only his right arm left and having lost his left ear as well. The woman did not know what to do the assassin blocked the path to the barricade and the crusaders now blocked the escape path she had just broken through. The man known as the boy's father began to stand up laughing and then said, "A sword is life, made from the heat of passion found in the heart of a furnace". The man grabbed his sword and stabbed it into the ground as the area around the house and random locations around the village began exploding the villagers fled but the crusaders numbering close to over fifty had their target in their sights, but were in no hurry as they knew the child could be a fake so they did not want to waste too much effort as they slowly began to surround her. The man knew this display meant nothing to the trained knights who had been fighting against Levado all these years. The leader of the Crusaders finally spoke up and it was unclear what he said, but that day the woman and man fought bravely and the leader himself stabbed the boy in the chest. He left the sword there as the child was pinned to the ground, they were done with their mission but before they could retrieve the body the village began collapsing having taken too much damage in this battle, the crusaders retreated and the entire village vanished off the face of the earth After close to ninety years with the child having been forgotten an archaeologist dug up and found the body of a child with a sword in his chest, taking out the sword the child was still alive. As he got to the hospital they found the child had luckily survived as the sword had been bent to stab short of his heart but how did a child survive being buried in the ground and as they were about to ask questions the child woke up not sure of where he was or what was going on as the people were confused and simply did not know what to do with their findings. With the child's future unclear and not much known, what could they hope to discover from this lucky child.

Heroic Saga

Aura is a wandering 100 year old kid, he could get lost and just end up bumping into them by coincidence