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Seishun Academy of Swords, a sword forging RP!

@RoflsMazoy It's not like actual metallurgy is being used here, since you just want to handwave the crafting process. So it probably won't matter about following the actual crafting of a good sword. The character's technique would follow a different path and have a different progression. The sword might as not as good for poking in things but it's nice at swinging. Lots of ways to use a sword.

Seishun Academy of Swords, a sword forging RP!

The Templar with Multitudinous Monikers

Name: Nathaniel 'Nate' Mason aka The Exile, Apostate of the Pact of the Blue Quill, Templar Solomon Doveheart of the Stormbearer Isles
Age: 16

Appearance

Personality: There are two distinctive personalities for the man known as Nathaniel Mason or the Templar Solomon Doveheart of the Stormbearer Isles. It isn't that these two personality facets are wholly separate as some form of mental disorder, but rather just different parts of the same coin. And he can be somewhat quick

In regards to Nate Mason, he is a kind, easy-going, but socially awkward lad. In the presence of those who don't share any of his interests or status, he is a fairly milquetoast and nervous individual who tries to avoid as much contact as possible. The only times he does engage with these groups are if have actively engaged him, or if they are messing with others who are more like him. To those who do share some traits with him, he is a friendly, loyal and somewhat boisterous fellow who is quite eager to talk about subjects he enjoys at length. While he does mean well, he tends to misunderstand the emotional temperature of the room and those around him. He is an individual with a curious and inquisitive mind and if not yapping on about his own likes and dislikes among his peers, he is quick to question.

In regards to Solomon, he is an esteemed man of the realm. He follows a knightly code of conduct, and is heavily interested in the welfare of the common man. The Templar despises acts of evil and unjust and is quick to act in order to smite them down. He is a well spoken man, who is eager to speak with lengthy monologues of heroic intent, fond of the works of academia, and especially the theology of his Patron God. Each and every action this templar performs is full of a rigorous spirit that refuses to yield!


Biography: The story of The Exile, Apostate of the Pact of the Blue Quill, Templar Solomon Doveheart of the Stormbearer Isles is one full of adventure, glorious heroism, defiance in the face of adversity, and woe! His journey is a great epic which cannot be given justice through a mere written or oral history. However before the surface of the legacy of Templar Solomon Doveheart of the Stormbearer Isles can even be scratched, one must delve a bit into the story of Nate Mason.

Nathaniel was born and raised in a cosmopolitan city near the coast. While various subjects of Nate's life could be brought up, they are not as important or as eventful as one particular day and the events that followed. That one day of the most importance was when Nate was inside the local games and hobby store alongside his dear friend Saul Fischer. During some discussion over a card game, Saul brought up the Realm of Ebyrea and the champions and heroism involved with it. He enthusiastically spoke of the great fun he had in the realm, and how one of the game shop employees was one of the high ranks in the Pact of the Blue Quill. Saul continued one explaining some game rules and how they constructed weapons and spells that were fun to use, but safe so nobody got injured while playing.

Nate was hesitant about playing, as he would prefer to stick to the board games and didn't really know anyone involved with it apart from Saul, but he was convinced otherwise by his friend. So Nate decided to join Saul and play in the Realm of Ebyrea.

So began the tale of the Templar Solomon Doveheart of the Stormbearer Isles, armed with his light one handed trust boffer blades, and cloth garments. The templar managed to enter the Pact of the Blue Quill due to a writ that was written on his behalf by the Scholar Burrows. Solomon found employment as a bodyguard. Solomon had a kinship with Scholar Burrows and gladly assisted him in treacherous tasks for the mage's research.

The templar was assigned on many quests, from the lowly orders to fetch the tonic waters for the established members of the order to more grand adventures such as slaying dragons that terrorized the land. There were many other adventures he and the Scholar went on, however despite their heroism they soon noticed a great injustice present in the Pact. Other people who were closer friends to the leaders got far more experience, rewards and status even if they entered much later than other members.

It wasn't a fair game, and despite throwing in time, effort and resources into the Realm of Ebyrea, the scholar and the templar were lower class citizens compared to those in the inner circle of the Pact of the Blue Quill. This is when Templar Solomon Doveheart of the Stormbearer Isles gathered up other low and green members of the Pact to overthrow the order and demand justice.

This noble band of rag-tag rebels fighting against injustice were soundly stomped out, stripped of their valuables such as the boffer weapons as most of the rebels did borrow the ones from the organization, and exiled from the realm for not playing according to the tune of the ruling classes.

While he may have been defeated Solomon still had his spirit burning brightly and knew he needed to search for a new promised realm, free from the tyranny that plagued Ebryea. During the search for new realms, Nate discovered the Seishun Academy of Swords. He applied to it and was ready to begin a new adventure.


Specialty: Blunted Weapons

Bingo Fight- A Heroic Excursion

Merch looked skywards as the lamp-monster was fleeing away. He dramatically pointed towards the smoke and yelled, "JUST GET BACK HERE BEFORE THE CAMERA CREW GETS HERE!" The hero's attention was drawn away by the fact the monster who needed to lose on camera was fleeing away, and by the fact another fighter already drew out a weapon!

Behind the stoic expression of an expressionless mask, there was an astonished expression. Merch shook his head, before grumbling out something. It was when he looked back up he saw that the swarm of generic monsters were close upon him again.

"Look!" Merch tried to speak towards the probably mindless monsters, as he swung another over-emphazed jab ones getting closer. "Can't we wait until the cameras get here?" Merch let loose another couple of exaggerated swings.

Perhaps this wouldn't get through to them. Perhaps he needed to speak the language of their people to get them to realize the benefits for both him and them to postpone the fight until some reporters got here.

"EEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" Merch screeched out as he extended both arms and began swirling around in a spastic circle, before stumbling down from the dizziness.

A Spark Of Insanity (Multiverse RP)

Sir Eglamour of Artois' trek was nearly complete, yet the journey had yet to even begun. While it might not have been a literal journey, though it wasthe metaphorical journey involving the conquering of the dragon mother and returning this kingdom back to being ruled over by the faeries. The knight drew out his short-sword and his shield, ready to defeat the foul and horrible monsters that were surely lying in wait for him.

But as he dawned upon the castle, there were a few things odd. Notably the castle doors were open. And another strange factor was the fact that there didn't seem to be a draw-bridge or moat for basic defense. Adding onto these weird conundrums was the fact that there didn't appear to be any archers of any sort upon the parapets.

Uncouthli this castel be. Paraventure the dragoun slaughtered all thy citiseins. Sir Eglamour of Artois thought to himself. Nevertheless despite all of these strange things, the knight charged upon his noble steed into the castle. As his horse bucked up letting out a mighty war neigh, and spreading dirt and other muck to the floor below, Sir Eglamour pointed his sword forwards at the strange group of individuals that clearly served the dragon of this castle.

"HARK FOU-" the knight found himself interrupted by a realization. There was a fishman walking about with these foreigners. Sir Eglamour knew what this creature was. His horse slammed its hooves back down as Eglamour sheathed his sword and shield.

Dismounting from his horse, the knight got down upon both of his knees and clasped his gauntlets together in prayer. After this silence he turned towards Harvey and began to speak, his voice solemn.

"Foryeven mine hastif acciouns. I was nought iwar that a Bishop-fish, a holimanne like ye, would be techyng thine lessouns here." He kept his position before he continued on. "Mine sword shan't be unshethen til ye seien elles in consentinge."

Race to the Sky

Rocket

Name: Roxane 'Roxie' Rocket
Age: 19
Appearance

Appearance

Personality: Roxane is a powder-keg of enthusiasm and moxie. Her hotblooded nature is quick to drive her headfirst into action. With a short attention span she is quick to eagerly bounce around to other activities that draw her attention. She is also quite the chatterbox and gossip.

History: Born into the glitz and the glamor of a cosmopolitan metropolis, there was no doubt that Roxie was going to become a energetic firecracker. Growing up her bubbly spirit led her to engage in all sorts of activities and deal with many different peer groups. But while she often switched activities and quickly made new relationships, there was a consistent that stuck with her. Rollerblading was the one activity Roxie always engaged in; in fact she loved it so much that she hardly ever took her skates off. In time Roxane found that there wasn't much more to do in the city, and with that knowledge she grew restless. But in a serendipitous stroke for her Rocket managed to get word of a peculiar tower where fun was surely abound.

Abilities: None
Inventory: None

A Spark Of Insanity (Multiverse RP)

@BringBack1996 Safe to say the knight probably also reached it by now?

Race to the Sky

Rocket

Name: Roxane 'Roxie' Rocket
Age: 19
Appearance

Appearance

Personality: Roxane is a powder-keg of enthusiasm and moxie. Her hotblooded nature is quick to drive her headfirst into action. With a short attention span she is quick to eagerly bounce around to other activities that draw her attention. She is also quite the chatterbox and gossip.

History: Born into the glitz and the glamor of a cosmopolitan metropolis, there was no doubt that Roxie was going to become a energetic firecracker. Growing up her bubbly spirit led her to engage in all sorts of activities and deal with many different peer groups. But while she often switched activities and quickly made new relationships, there was a consistent that stuck with her. Rollerblading was the one activity Roxie always engaged in; in fact she loved it so much that she hardly ever took her skates off. In time Roxane found that there wasn't much more to do in the city, and with that knowledge she grew restless. But in a serendipitous stroke for her Rocket managed to get word of a peculiar tower where fun was surely abound.

Abilities: None
Inventory: None

A Spark Of Insanity (Multiverse RP)

Oh yes, I did see that. But Ken started a good way away from me, and Sir Eglamour (or Sir Adventurous) is on horseback, plus he probably didn't meander that much in conversation before getting back on horseback.

He'd still probably be chasing at this point.

A Spark Of Insanity (Multiverse RP)

It had appeared that the mother of these beasts had captured the castle of the current lord of this section of the otherworld. Well that knowledge made his task clearer. Sir Eglamour simply needed to traverse to the castle, infiltrate it, and then kill the dragon mother so the fairies could re-establish their realm. Surely after that display of heroism the Toads would direct his way back to the realm of man.

"If thou wishest to assemblen elles werreiours, plainlie directus hem towardes thy castel-yate!" Sir Eglamour of Artois declared towards the escaping Dee T. The knight moved away from the shop entrance and mounted upon his horse. Now saddled up the knight the knight applied pressure to his steed and moved his reins in the direction he wished to go. After these actions his bucked up-forwards and then began riding in the direction towards the castle he saw in the distance.

A Spark Of Insanity (Multiverse RP)

As Sir Eglamour of Artois rode his steed towards the shop a brief thought entered his mind; why did those brown fairies consumed by the fungi serve those baby dragons instead of the other fairies that weren't fully consumed by their mushrooms. Of course that led to an even more important thought, just how many baby dragons were there? What sort of broodmother produced all those eggs? And of course a particular thought lingered in his mind, what was the way back from this otherworld. Surely the faeries he saved had to have some knowledge for this.

Upon reaching the potential sanctuary of the Toads, the knight dismounted and had a peep around the building. "Nought a post with-inne sighte." Sir Eglamour mused aloud. Hou-ever it shulen be acceptable fer now. The knight thought as bent down and partially entered the shop. He kept a steady position near the entrance. Sir Eglamour briefly examined the contents of the building and the damage that had happened within it, while Dee T was apparently searching for something. After her eager declaration, there was a rather loud and odd popping sound.

What expression was underneath the knight's helmet was a mystery, well to those who weren't Sir Eglamour. However it seemed the result of that was something that was actually conventional, an escape chasm. The only thing that was somewhat off about this one was that it was not underneath any castle. But it was quite possible this is where it led to. Or perhaps the castle was destroyed from some manner of siege long ago. But whatever the origin of this tunnel was, it did not matter right now.

What currently mattered was what the fairy girl spoke of. Apparently a tragedy had befallen upon the Kingdom of Toads, with their champion of the realm missing when brood of dragons and other sprites were attacking them. Sir Eglamour extended out his right arm and held up his palm, "Be nought douten."

He returned his arm back towards his side. "Plainlie nemnenest wher their Brodmater be, and informacioun thouwishen." The knight paused for a moment before going on, "Abidenest undernethen in the sille an bidenest fer my apperen ayen."