Bluetommy

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@Fury Panda

Well, I wouldn't say "lock" but a good mage could cancel them out yes

And even so he isn't undefeatable even with the runes, when switching between them, there's a period of a few seconds where he cannot use them, and using them does tire him out after prolonged use. Even without exploiting their weaknesses, his attacks can be blocked, his ranged attacks can be dodged, and the flash rune can be evaded by just looking away, he's not unbeatable in the slightest, especially considering he's not even that good a swordfighter.

I like the dwarf historical flavor!

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@BrightSteel What do you mean by "break"

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@Fury Panda@Avali@DragonofTheWest@twannyman

The dwarf seemed shocked by Lorne's actions, he didn't blame her. He'd never been called a "Husk" before, how intriguing, perhaps that's what the undead were known as in these parts, whatever the case, he seemed to have prevented any conflict with the woman, though that didn't seem to have helped the rest of the group, who began to whisper among themselves. Lorne took a needle and thread and pulled the hole in his hand closed. Even if he was dead and his skin was rotting, he still healed somehow, magic nonsense or something.

"If you truly do not wish for me to join you, young lady, then please, do not feel obligated to bring me, I'll do fine on my own."

A distant flashing outside of the tavern window caught Lorne's attention, and he broke off to look at it. His heart dropped as he realized just what that flash meant.

Standing upon a distant hill overlooking the snowy terrain was an army, well, perhaps not quite an army, but a large gathering of folk. The roaring of the words "Messiah" and "Humanity" echoed on the breeze.

Kenan rode his steed to the front of the group, holding his blade high as it released the flash of the Dagaz rune.

"My good followers," Kenan finally said, lowering his blade to his side and pounding a hand on his bare chest. "I have been given to believe that this town has yet to raise a levy for either side of our righteous conflict. I know the temptation to seize it for our just cause is palpable, but our means must be as just as our ends, I will enter the town alone and speak to whatever leader I can find to perhaps win them to our side. All I ask of you is your patience and trust as I endeavor to spread our revolution."

Kenan's speech was punctuated by the roaring of his followers as he alone began to descend the hill, his followers beating their chests and banging their weapons in pleasure. Kenan arrived in the town a little while after. As he rode in, many stood and stared as the strange half-clothed man rode into the city, massive blade resting on his shoulder. He approached the outside of the closest tavern, a drink was always good, but first he decided to ask anyone gathered if they were in positions of authority.

"Greetings townsmen, I have come to speak to the leader of this gathering of buildings. If that is any one of you, please speak up, I wish to discuss an important topic."

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The Messiah

Kenan, King of Humanity, Lord of All Human Lands, Wielder of the Runeblade.

"I bring justice and freedom to my children."

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Age: Early twenties

Personality: Kenan is, although a reluctant leader, an able and skilled one, caring about all of humanity equally and interfering in conflicts in order to topple organizations that he considers unjust. Despite all of this, Kenan is a free-spirit above all else, denying all crowns he has been offered in order to continue travelling the world alongside his massive retinue of worshipers and friends, all of whom he appreciates and takes care of. For all of his virtues, Kenan is also a known womanizer and drinks heavily, though among his culture those are considered signs of masculinity. One thing that all can agree on as a flaw in Kenan is his dislike of dwarves, quite strange when you consider the fact that his predecessor was killed by elves, but Kenan doesn't need logical justification of his hatred of the short men.

Biography: Kenan's life story is full of gaps as a result of being raised in a culture without written language and due to the fact that the runeblade has a habit of damaging wielder's memories. What is known is that Kenan was born to one of the few northern tribes that inhabit the inhospitable northern wastes. These tribes are the last remnants of the millennia-old Fero culture, who at one point held dominion over almost all humanity. This empire was founded by the last wielder of the runeblade, known only as the emperor. After being slain in combat, the man's blade refused to be wielded by anyone, as it had been before the emperor had taken it up. His loyal courtiers brought the blade to the far north in order to protect it. The descendants of these men established the northern tribes, but never forgot their duty, holding the blade safe until finally a new messiah rose to wield it against humanity's enemies.

One of these tribesmen was born around twenty years ago to a union of two members of the largest tribes, this boy was named Kenan, in their language the name means "Hound". Kenan grew among his father's tribe for an unknown number of years before emerging five years ago and claiming the runesword, the first man to wield it in thousands of years. Immediately many members of the northern tribes pledged their loyalty to him and followed as he traveled into the southern human kingdoms, where his following only grew. He interfered in conflicts for
"justice" and "righteousness", and often proved a deciding factor in many battles.

Currently, Kenan is an important figure in the Adarian resistance, and is perhaps the most wanted man in the country.

Ability:

Swordsmanship: Kenan is a middling swordsman, not possessed of incredible talent but not talentless either, he makes up for his downsides with the magical abilities of the runeblade.

Leader of Men: Kenan is an excellent speaker and tactician, capable of traversing great distances in short periods of time even with his large retinue through organization and leadership. In battle, Kenan excels in using quick attacks on enemy lines and engaging in favorable melees.

The Runeblade:

Runeblade

The Runeblade is a powerful magical artifact that has many incredible magical abilities attached to it, all named after the runes which glow when activated.

Hagalaz: "Hail". Allows Kenan to fire magical blasts from his sword as a ranged attack.
Dagaz: "Day". Allows Kenan to eject a powerful flash of light from his blade, blinding opponents.
Algiz: "Divine Blessing". Covers Kenan in a glowing suit of magical armor.
Ansuz: "God". Gives Kenan the ability to fly.
Berkanan: "Birch". Heals Kenan's wounds.
Perthro: "Fate". Coats the Runeblade in magic, increasing its effective range.

Using more than one of the runes at once risks draining the blade of magic for a time depending on length of use, and using more than two is impossible for Kenan at this point in his life. The Emperor, after being fatally wounded, was said to have used all at once, becoming a literal one-man army.

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Thoughts?

The Messiah

Kenan, King of Humanity, Lord of All Human Lands, Wielder of the Runeblade.

"I bring justice and freedom to my children."

Image

Age: Early twenties

Personality: Kenan is, although a reluctant leader, an able and skilled one, caring about all of humanity equally and interfering in conflicts in order to topple organizations that he considers unjust. Despite all of this, Kenan is a free-spirit above all else, denying all crowns he has been offered in order to continue travelling the world alongside his massive retinue of worshipers and friends, all of whom he appreciates and takes care of. For all of his virtues, Kenan is also a known womanizer and drinks heavily, though among his culture those are considered signs of masculinity. One thing that all can agree on as a flaw in Kenan is his dislike of dwarves, quite strange when you consider the fact that his predecessor was killed by elves, but Kenan doesn't need logical justification of his hatred of the short men.

Biography: Kenan's life story is full of gaps as a result of being raised in a culture without written language and due to the fact that the runeblade has a habit of damaging wielder's memories. What is known is that Kenan was born to one of the few northern tribes that inhabit the inhospitable northern wastes. These tribes are the last remnants of the millennia-old Fero culture, who at one point held dominion over almost all humanity. This empire was founded by the last wielder of the runeblade, known only as the emperor. After being slain in combat, the man's blade refused to be wielded by anyone, as it had been before the emperor had taken it up. His loyal courtiers brought the blade to the far north in order to protect it. The descendants of these men established the northern tribes, but never forgot their duty, holding the blade safe until finally a new messiah rose to wield it against humanity's enemies.

One of these tribesmen was born around twenty years ago to a union of two members of the largest tribes, this boy was named Kenan, in their language the name means "Hound". Kenan grew among his father's tribe for an unknown number of years before emerging five years ago and claiming the runesword, the first man to wield it in thousands of years. Immediately many members of the northern tribes pledged their loyalty to him and followed as he traveled into the southern human kingdoms, where his following only grew. He interfered in conflicts for
"justice" and "righteousness", and often proved a deciding factor in many battles.

Currently, Kenan is an important figure in the Adarian resistance, and is perhaps the most wanted man in the country.

Ability:

Swordsmanship: Kenan is a middling swordsman, not possessed of incredible talent but not talentless either, he makes up for his downsides with the magical abilities of the runeblade.

Leader of Men: Kenan is an excellent speaker and tactician, capable of traversing great distances in short periods of time even with his large retinue through organization and leadership. In battle, Kenan excels in using quick attacks on enemy lines and engaging in favorable melees.

The Runeblade:

Runeblade

The Runeblade is a powerful magical artifact that has many incredible magical abilities attached to it, all named after the runes which glow when activated.

Hagalaz: "Hail". Allows Kenan to fire magical blasts from his sword as a ranged attack.
Dagaz: "Day". Allows Kenan to eject a powerful flash of light from his blade, blinding opponents.
Algiz: "Divine Blessing". Covers Kenan in a glowing suit of magical armor.
Ansuz: "God". Gives Kenan the ability to fly.
Berkanan: "Birch". Heals Kenan's wounds.
Perthro: "Fate". Coats the Runeblade in magic, increasing its effective range.

Using more than one of the runes at once risks draining the blade of magic for a time depending on length of use, and using more than two is impossible for Kenan at this point in his life. The Emperor, after being fatally wounded, was said to have used all at once, becoming a literal one-man army.

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I like it!

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@Avali So Lorne just stabbed himself, Pandaman is wondering if zombies are common enough for his character to shrug and go on his way or if it's more like "WHAT THE SHIT"

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I played AC4 and liked it a lot

Then I never played it again

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I watch youtube videos of games but I don't own very many.

shrug

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"Leave her alone you pricks..." she said calmly, putting her hand on her axe, looking all three men in the eyes...well at least two of them. One wore a strange mask, not unusual, but still menacing. "I don't want to have to beat the shit out of you, at least not in front of these army grunts."

@Fury Panda

Lorne was jostled by the sudden arrival of a new speaker, turning to watch as she placed a hand on her weapon, a dwarf, tough little balls of muscle they were, but this one seemed a little too quick to assume the worst. She was clearly threatening them, which Lorne didn't much care for. He wasn't just going to up and fight her about it, but he wasn't going to act like he appreciated it either.

"You know it's rude to interrupt others when they're conversing, we were just speaking to this girl, just a few minutes ago I attempted to come to her aid when she seemed overwhelmed," as he spoke, he idly drew a thin knife from his belt and placed his hand upon a table. "If you mean to fight us simply for speaking then go ahead," Lorne said, spinning the knife in his hand.

In one sudden movement he impaled his own hand upon the table, not even flinching or showing any signs of pain. No blood came from the wound.

"Don't be so sure it's a fight you'll win however."

Lorne pulled the impaled hand up the blade of the knife, reaching the handle in one smooth motion, then in a sudden rip tearing the hand free, leaving a bloodless hole in the palm of his hand, which he examined thoughtfully.