BubbleGumKing

Torn Realms (High-Fantasy) (Mid-High Casual) [ALWAYS OPEN]

@Emuxe@Shmektheshmuck
I'm pretty sure that's a shadow demon if I ever saw one :P

Torn Realms (High-Fantasy) (Mid-High Casual) [ALWAYS OPEN]

@Emuxe as Skye (NPC)

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"Aaarrrghh~" Nyle said loudly as he yawned before stretching and messing up the sheets of the bed as he looked to the sides of his bed and sighed when he saw neither of his partners from last night had slept in. The pretty girl was a hard catch and took some convincing to take her away from her friends before he could serenade her into his room. Of course, her boyfriend was furious at his attempts but with her trying to convince him and Nyle's own openness and careful sprinkle of flirtatious remarks got the handsome lad to join as well. It wasn't surprising that both of them didn't stay as they would have left together along with being a tad sore from the night's activities but it didn't matter to him. He was accustomed to having these dalliances with people that he met and was charmed by their appearances, of course, looks didn't go far for a relationship but for a single night was fine for each party. Nyle himself wasn't too bad from what he heard from the various people that he had taken into the night.

Getting up from the bed as he scrambled the rouge thoughts away as he looked around for his discarded clothes to toss on but decided against it, and searched for his bag that he hid. Reaching underneath the bed, he plucked it from its hiding space and looked through the clothes that he carried with him before finally choosing something to put on his bare form. Once he was done, he placed the bag once again in its spot, making sure not to hit his sword underneath there or his instrument case, before he exited his room and prepared to be bombarded with the patrons of Skye's inn.

Reaching out into the area where the smell of booze and noise of people talking in various levels was already prominent at this time of day. His eyes went out searching for Skye, who was the woman who ran the establishment and the person who rented out the room that he was currently staying in for a few nights. She was also kind enough to allow someone like him to play during some of the hours last night before he had caught his two fish from the sea. Remembering the requests that the patron themselves asked, which he played quite well considering his predicament in the city. Nyle always left Wellborough to be the first and last place to visit due to its ability to snuffle out magic which included his supernatural sensitivity to music. It to be quite honest it was disturbing not having the constant notes drifting in his head or a song sprung from nowhere- it was deathly silent in his mind. His unease within the city only grew as he got older, with the connection he had with that part of him growing so strong that he was almost barren without it. He was lucky that he had practice drilled into his very being that he could play marvelously without it but seemed to severely lack something that Nyle knew was missing.

Despite his unease with the city and his lack of abilities, he didn't show it while he was in the presence of other people as it wasn't a concern of there to be worried about. He would be fine without it and eventually get it back once he left town, that was how it always had been with Wellsborough. Eventually, he found his target as he saw Skye and motioned at her with a friendly smile as he approached her "Hey Skye, morning" He greeted her sheepishly with a joke as he came from his room before continuing his sentence "It seems like business it going well, look at everyone!" He commented with all the people in her inn were already getting ready for the night ahead and even starting early. His eyes scanned quickly among the small crowd before he waved to a patron who responded back, he remembered them last night as he was one of those who requested a song. " Anyways, do you have anything new on the board today if you don't mind me askin'?" He asked curiously as he asked her if she had any new requests had come in. While he was a musician, his physical abilities were something notable as well that could be offered and used in many cases. However, if nothing new was up then he would simply take the spot of playing in the inn again if Skye didn't mind.

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Pariah Online: Prologue [ closed ]

@Gowi

I have been at work with my character but totally forgot to ask. Are there gods that classes who focus on them (like priests, clerics, paladins, etc) are able to follow or is there only one singular god? Or does it operate on a whole different system, with simply priests and clerics using magic specifically for healing and doesn't have gods? If you get the trend, I'm just curious about the status of religion in Pariah.

< Also, if there are gods, is magic from religious classes (priests, clerics, paladins) considered divine magic as the proper terminology or what would you call it?>

~Chasers: Boundary of the Crimson Sky~

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@TheWindel @Aether Spawn @Lonewolf685 @RoflsMazoy @Lucius Cypher @Heap241 @Ebonsquire @MacDuffy @Kyuubey @Ent @MacDuffy @liferusher @KoL @Letter Bee @CorpusMundum

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She blinked once, then twice, before she tilted her head a little sideways as a little paper airplane landed onto her floor. Looking at the big blocks of letters that were the only thing prominent since there was nothing else when she looked at the two sides of the paper. Sighing as she rubbed her head and pondered about the invitation... 'Cake, hmm?' Mako thought silently about the idea of heading to their place, not for the food but simply to do something. Business has been slow and even back at home, at least she had priests to play tricks on or her partner to annoy but here... It was empty, to say the least. Standing up from the mats that laid on the floor, she looked at the piece of paper and folded it up before she decided to make the journey to the Cafe. No use hiding when you're already found out, right?

Mako looked at her temple before she waved the signal as her stone shikigamis were issued a new command and continued their diligent watch while she began walking down the steps to the park. With each step down the stairs, she changed and piece by piece as she hid her prominent features such as her ears and tails along with giving herself a new outfit more casual than the clothes she was wearing right now. She also made plans for her little birdies in the city to head over toward the Old Industrial District to scout ahead for those Yellow Jackets who will be taken out sooner or later. Satisfied with the preparations that she made, she eventually hitched a ride from a cab that drove her more or less in the general area of the Cafe as she made her way there. Looking at the shops as she passed by them, most of them were closed as to be expected at this time of day but there was one of the few who was still running.

She was startled for a moment, as the Cafe's door was slammed open as an ambitious Chaser quickly check himself over before running in the opposite direction of Mako herself. Looking at the boy before inside, she silently signaled the bird who had been spying at the shop earlier to sit upon her shoulder now that it was visible as she entered in. Upon entering, she took a glance at everyone as she recognized them from earlier when she was spying on them and didn't feel the need to introduce herself, more or less. However, she didn't mind shaking things up a little bit, she did come here because it was boring back at her place. "I'd like to redeem a coupon..." Mako said dully when she approached the counter and placed down the message she had received earlier and unfolded to reveal its contents more or less aimed for whoever was going to serve her. The piece of paper itself should be viable for a piece of cake like it advertised, so might as well... After setting the piece of paper down, she let her eyes drift once more around the Cafe, now that she was there in person. It took her a few moments to locate Ellie and Aria who were the two figures of power inside this Cafe and Chikage had already left it seemed.

She tapped her fingers on the counter as she watched another one of the Chasers pick up another contract from the board. They were a new sight who must've recently gotten here when she wasn't spying on them. However, her attention quickly was removed from them as she eyed, the board and looked back at Ellie and shifted her eyes to Aria, "I would also like to take on the first mission, if you don't mind" she said plainly without concern over about the answer or if a serving of cake was already at her spot or not, before going over to the board and grabbing the sheet of paper before heading back to the table. Reading its contents back at the stool she had at the counter, she would leave in a minute or two after finishing up business here. Her little birdies should have reached the area now and be recording anything they have seen, to give her a lead on where to tackle first...

Aldarina Has Fallen (D&D Story)

[Redacted, sorry >.<]

Aldarina Has Fallen (D&D Story)

@DeadlyPhoenix
How experienced are our character? I would assume that were are above 'level one' and the normal npc so that we have some personal experience fighting for us to even consider trying to chase the bounty on the orcs.

In my case, The wizard I have, has been on his little dalliance for about 5 years doing simple caravan escorting, protecting the villages from wildlife or monsters and the occasional raiding a place to drive wildlife or bandits out with a party of people who have retired. The jobs are low-tiered and thus aren't expected to award much but enough to support a lifestyle of rinsing and repeating. Repetition of such a thing means he's can be debated to be the appropriate level but have plenty of experience as an adventurer/mercenary/whatever for small scale things like this. In essence of DnD, he'd be a notable npc who has levels but not the main protagonist (after 5 years of adventuring for anyone in the main story line has to be doing dragons or something similar of a grand quest).

I might tone him down a bit, but I just wanted to know the general level of power our character are wanted to be at so I can calculate properly.

Rough Idea of what to expect

Name:
Mathias Sokolov

Nickname:
'The Monster in Glasses'

Age:
31

Race:
Human

Gender:
Male

Class:
Wizard

Role (For general Idea purposes):
Primarily a monster of a Buffer

Alignment:
Chaotic Good

Skills:
Arcana
Insight
Perception
History
Investigation

Weapons:
His Staff of Protection, which serves as his spell focus for casting magic and allows him to cast the spell: Shield, twice per day. It also can work as a bludgeoning weapon but very ineffective. It also serves as a fantastic walking stick when navigating terrain but he's careful with it.

His scary dagger that pokes holes into things and people, ineffective in his hands but good at intimidating the occasional person to back off. On the blade are scribbles written into to make it stand out and add presence to it, it's just a normal knife.

Gear/Armor:
His Robe of Weather Endurance, which has been woven carefully as a gift from a village that he once saved from the threat of wolves during one barren winter with no food. lets him hold better against harsh weather conditions such as heavy rain, strong winds, the desert heat, or other natural occurrences will be less severe for him. To prevent them entirely is impossible but allows him to be as comfortable as he can be in those situations.

His Moonstone, which he found during one of his adventures into the forest that brought him to a glowing cave that he followed upstream from a river. It seems to glow with the pale light of the moon when exposed to it for an enitre night and glows when it is dark enough. It proves bright light in 5 feet and dim light in another 5 feet from that. While impossible to turn off the Moonstone but it can be covered to hide the light it gives. Should the stone be starved of moonlight, it will be unable to use its ability to glow until it is stored with light once more.

Glasses of Vision, its a pair of frames and lens that allows Mathias to read without everything being blurry for him. He keeps them on for the most part until he needs to take them off for certain tasks that may be too troublesome for keeping them on.

Inventory:

• A backpack which carries a lot of things necessary for him on his back
• His satchel which carries his other things that he needs with him on his him
• Then there is his side pouch which carries miscellaneous things such and ingredients and whatnot
• His hefty spellbook which contains all his magical knowledge
• A simple and general history book about Aldarina
• Another general book about magic in the world
• Some parchment to be written on with whatever he puts on them
• Some ink so that he can write on said parchments with them
• An ink pen so that there is a writing utensil to be had instead of fingerpainting symbols
• His Bedroll to sleep in in case he's too cheap to rent out a room or find one
• His set of the necessary thing needed to eat when on the road aka forks, spoons, knives, and etc.
• The Tinderbox so he can set thing on fire and start things like a campfire
• The spare torch or two he has in his backpack
• A few days worth days of Rations
• His Waterskin for liquids
• 50 feet of Hempen rope cause why not
• Around 45 gold coins, he has to spare on other costs and luxuries

Personality:
Mathias is what you would expect a man of his age, youthful and eager to see the world. He had already set off from home several years ago and already made a small fortune from those that he joined up with. A brilliant mind who isn't afraid to use his cunning and unrelenting tactics destroy his enemies who cannot deal with them. He is a well manner person and friendly enough to greet and have small talk if you saw him on the street. While friendly he may be, there is not doubt for a ruthless man such as him have a piece of himself be cold and stoic which are devoid of emotions to get the job done. He does know the time and place for both sides of him to be used, but perhaps it is a chilling fact that a person can be so fluid and true to themselves.

Back Story:
Mathias is an adventurous soul who knew the life in his village wasn't for him if he wanted to expand his horizons. This was partly due not only to his youth but his desire to expand his knowledge of the arcane and in the backwash village of his was not the place to do so. His gateway out of the town, was hitching a ride with the caravans in exchange for being a guard when he practiced the small cantrips he learned and the spells in his arsenal. He while was provided with room and board, was eventually paid for his services a bit lower than the others but money was still money. It surely did beat what he was doing in his old village, as a simple scribe to one of the richer folks that live there hired his service as an literate.

He continued this way of life, making enough coin to support basic life without having to live in the allies or streets and continued his adventure as cliche it was. This was when he was a wee boy of the age of his mid 20s where he abandoned his home (his family could support themselves with 4 older children as he was the youngest) and continued on doing what he pleased. No doubt, it wasn't an easy life having to worry about money and budgeting at times until the next request was put in where he would have to find a party to perform it with. Then after finishing the quest, splitting up the money and all the other intricate dealings that individual adventurers had to go through that weren't in an established group.

Eventually, though, after a few weeks, a group eventually picked him up and threw him on another long term adventure as guards for another caravan with merchants and other travels. Facing the common wildlife creatures there were, and the occasional monstrous beast like goblins or stray orc. He gained much experience during these trips which when he finished, split up the money but decided to stay with the group as he needed them and they needed someone like him. It was a temporary thing, he knew that and his group knew that but underwent several other missions guarding merchants and occasionally raiding an infested area free of bandits or wildlife that haunted it.

Trouble was brewing and missions became more difficult, more and more request of guarding and defending against the orcs came popping up. These jobs gave adventurers like themselves were prosperous did little to hold back what felt like the inevitable. His concerns were shared with his party and together they focused on these missions on protecting those who needed it and got paid. Sure it was tedious repeating what felt like the same thing, but the smiles they received were motivation to bring them through for the next several months. What honorable and respectable ideals soon withered away, like any normal person and they were back to adding spice and variety into their lives with the jobs they accepted. They sought out the unique kind jobs like heading into the mountains or deeper in the forests and caves that contained creatures they didn't expect.

Throughout the years, jumping back and forth between missions eventually became dull for his party members who eventually retired for adventurers like them rarely lived long. One by one, they all disbanded and it was simply Mathias himself who was left of the original party that welcomed him to join. His former teammates all pursued their individual occupations, putting their former skills to work and sought out less dangerous jobs as they settled down. They would all be fine citizens who were deceptively strong under their guise of normal life but it would eventually rust away from disuse. Mathias himself considered retiring in a peaceful rest of studying simply the arcane and avoid the troublesome task of defeating enemies who approached him but decided to put himself to good use.

The rising threat of orcs had grown to be a much bigger issue than what he had expected in the past, and so once again maybe he would join another group of fellow adventurers, mercenaries, or whatever they called themselves. It would be interesting to be springing back into action after a brief period of rest and contemplation of his future. There would only be more encouragement for his goal to fight against the orcs when the king eventually posted a bounty on the leader of the orcs.

Other:
Know I suppose to be postin' in Character Tab but this just for reference.

Torn Realms (High-Fantasy) (Mid-High Casual) [ALWAYS OPEN]

@Emuxe
Oops, my eyes just gazed over then and just assumed one of the few options that could have been placed in there. Apparently, blood type came to me first before body type, Hahaha~ Besides that, all is changed and I placed in a short description of how Nyle's family have been representatives for many generations through political scheming but didn't go much into details. Outside of that, he's posted! Thank you for accepting him!

Torn Realms (High-Fantasy) (Mid-High Casual) [ALWAYS OPEN]

Insert Dungeon and Dragon Character

Nyle Brentwood

Appearance

Nyle is a person you wouldn't expect to see playing an instrument and would be more interested in things that would suit a person of his stature. Supporting a bulky build as if he was like a lumberjack or something similar, combined with his height of 5'11 and weight makes him quite intimidating. Gained through this travels of various rough incidents which has conditioned his body to be accustomed to the hardy life on the road. His fair colored skin had been tanned as a sign of outdoors traveling but doesn't have a noticeable end spot unless you want to dig further... With wide shoulders and bulky arms that are muscular and unsuspectingly perfect at supporting his control over playing his music with the violin. With short dark brown hair and supporting a respectable beard along with hair in other places that only makes it more surprising when he shows his ability to play music as a musician. His nature all in all makes him out to be like a gentle giant, yet having the charm and confidence to pull this off even better. It contrasts to what you would normally expect a musician to be like or the typical bard to represent, but even the musically gifted has its few odd eggs whether its good or bad is up to you...

Basic Information

Full Name:
Nyle Brentwood

Age:
34

Gender:
Male

Birth Date:
17th of June

Race:
Human with traces of elven blood and even less fae blood

Alignment:
Neutral

Appearance

Hair Colour:
Dark earthly brown locks of hair that looks natural

Eye Colour:
Cool haselnut coloured eyes that matches his hair almost

Face Shape:
A normal shaped head like an oval and angular at the chin but its not like you can see it much

Skin Tone:
He has fair skin that is neither too pale or too tan

Height:
5'11

Weight:
217

Body Type:
Musclar, imagine a lumberjack...

Natural Markings:
None

Scar(s):
None

Tattoo(s):
None

Personality

3 Words:
Talented Charming Artist

Like(s):

• Pursuit of his musical studies, practice, and career that he's been building
• The sound of music of any kind so long as the musician has pride
• Watching the days pass by and what the day presents when he has nothing to do
• On other days flirting with people to spice things up for fun and enjoyment
• Competition usually puts him on his A-game, especially if it's for a person he likes

Dislike(s):

• Being called not having a 'real' profession by people as a musician
• Having to go through the cycles of drama (cliches) even though he might be interested in what's going on
• When being called inferior to somebody which makes him agitated at them

Want(s):

• People who listen to his music to enjoy it and themselves while he's playing it
• Maybe even having a cute face on his bed to look at when he wakes up wouldn't hurt
• A happy and good life in general whether it ends bad or good, as long the adventure makes up for it

Fear(s):

• The complete removal of music from his life which is his soul's work and would be devastating to abandon it

Favourite...

Colour(s):

• Colours to him are simply colours which he has no favortism on except for darker shades which he gravitates to for clothing. On occasion, maybe something lighter to add a pop of attention should he ever desire it for a change.

Time of Day:

• Whenever he gets to play or practice is the Time of Day that he likes and besides, he is a night owl and early bird anyways.

Food:

• Whatever is on the table is graciously eaten as he has no preference on what he specifically likes to eat if given a choice. Back in his younger days, he did have finer taste, but now he's humble enough to eat anything (for the most part).

Animal:

• Songbirds for the music they can create from what nature gave them.
• Foxes and their cunning along with whatever the cute vicious things do in the wild.
• Wolves admirable for their almost majestic nature in the wild and their surprising size compared to domesticated dogs.
• Cats and Dogs are the pets that mankind raised! Its hard not to call them cute no matter what kind they are whether it be cat or dog.

Place in Terra:

• The forests of Terra are one of the best place to play his music as it echoes for miles if you're lucky. It's quite peaceful out there as well, and you never know who's listening.
• Town centers are the most populated areas to play for people to take notice of you and test if your song is good or not and if rusty.
• Taverns in the right places and cilents have a certain feeling to them when playing inside them, a community in the night dedicated to drinking, music, and whatever charades they're up to.

Skills and Attributes

Skills

Special ablilty/ies:
Nyle possesses a magical ability known as 'The Genius', which is a mysterious supernatural power that allows those who are granted it the ability to master their chosen instrument. Bearers of this supernatural gift are rare and even rarer to discover their nature which makes them near nonexistent that makes their magic a mystery. Nyle himself knows about the unconscious ability that he has within him that acts like a sixth sense for music that are a part of his instincts in a sense. In short, they are people who can transcend music and even magic upon nearing mastering their instrument that can produce miraculous effects. Those who have a Genius can be considered different from Bards, as they seem like they have the essence of 'music' born into them. Consider it an affinity for music that is a combination of possessing the natural ability to perform music beautifully along with inborn magical or a higher source that makes them even more inclined to play music on a whole different level.

Further Details

The Genius itself is like a very heightened instinct that a musician has with their chosen instrument, should they let it rust then it becomes incapable of being used properly. It's possible that a bearer of a Genius can become worse than those who do not have one due to the lack of care for taking care of this ability. As some could call this 'instinct' itself as sentient when they form a bond so strong to the music itself that causes a change in emotion with the bearer itself when sating one's musical appetite per say.

To push this ability beyond what the musician is possible as well as required to train it like a muscle, but at the same time tires them out at the same time. Starting from the bottom, they would begin as intuitively quick musicians who would learn their favored instrument quickly and start rolling faster from there. Developing their musical skills and unconsciously tugging the use of this ability every single moment that they are playing. This ability eventually evolves into a constant and passive thing, music and songs will arrive into their heads naturally as the environment stimulates them musically. At a point, those who bear this gift eventually realize this 'behavior' of theirs and begin to have the ability to consciously utilize this power.

People who are bearers to a Genius are sensitive to each other and are influenced by each other both in a positive and negative whichever one of them chooses. One could steal emotional energy from another or together they could enhance their music beyond what both of them are capable of doing to perform what certainly would be a miracle of music. However, due to the rarity of bearers, this is something that would be rare to happen between two musicians. Furthermore, contact between a Genius and a person who doesn't have one could also be possible through the use of emotions directed at them as a vague feeling of intent. This 'Genius' that these musicians have could be related in a sense to rare powers of psionics but in its entirety is impossible.

Either way, this ability of theirs could be called a sensitive nature to music that allows them to play music to the point of being heavenly and supernatural in itself. A talent that comes from the Gods or God some would say but it is debatable in whether it's considered something magical or extends into the other mysteries that supernatural has and entirely debatable due to the rarity of the skill.

All in all- whoever is a bearer of a Genius is an exceptionally good musician.

<Also should be noted that this idea isn't mine but I like it a lot and if you want to know where I got it just ask...>

Good at...:

• Music, which is his life and passion which had come so naturally. He specializes in playing his violin and most of his skills that he's honed are related to what he does as a musician.
• Reading emotions and body language is a skill that Nyle has which is like an intuition of reading the atmosphere when he plays music and using on the social scene. As a musician, he focuses on a more emotional tone to his music that grants them feeling.
• Even without an instrument, Nyle is skilled at entertaining a group of people by simply with his personality that attracts people to him with his smile. On stage, he is able to excite even a dull crowd into having an interest in what he is playing.
• Despite his interest in music, he also keeps himself in shape with various physical activities that have shaped himself up to pass inspection. Besides, people are more attracted to those who have a better figure than those who don't. Things that he do are like horse-back riding, the occasional sparring session, manual labor, and whatever else that is thrown his way. In general, he doesn't look like a person who would be a musician from how athletically built he is.

Bad at...:

• Being biased as he likes to take a side during an argument if it feels right to him
• Having to keep his mouth shut because he's a talker

Traits

Good Habit(s):

• Well mannered and curtious with the propper etiquite to not offend anyone usually
• Friendly to everyone he meets even if they're strangers or meeting for the first time

Bad Habit(s):

• Despite his manners, he is judgemental and two-faced, but it's not like they have to know
• Keeping to his own principals which make him a hypocrite should anyone notice

History

The Past

Nyle was born to a relatively normal family if you cut out the fact they were nobility, low ranking but still had their titles granted to them. His family didn't live in Wellborough due to the magical protection it had and thus lived elsewhere where they were able to revel in the magical arts. They lived in one of the bigger towns that were en route to Wallborough and had been living there ever since what his grandfather knew when Nyle asked him. His family while all practitioners of magic and frequent guests to the court, weren't all impressive or specialized to garner any attention. However, his mother was one of the representatives of the Humani and thus was the reasons why they could be called nobles in the first place. Yet, she wasn't the first to recieve the position from within their family as it seemed like each one of their family members seems to have obtained the title each time the position opened up. It was no doubt a huge plot that the family ran, but Nyle didn't understand at the time and later wouldn't care for it either. Grandfather was a battle mage who in his younger days sparred with the other young men who had his fair share of wins and losses, while Grandmother was a healer who used the magical arts to cure ailments and brewed potions to supplement this as well. Mother herself was an enchanter who navigated through the court and made deals with what she could with her abilities which is how she got to her current position while Father was also a battle mage who focused on the elemental magics and had his own assortment of wins and losses.

With magic flowing through their blood as if it was natural, it wasn't unexpected when Mother and Father had children who were able to pick up the arcane arts. Apparently, it was due to their lineage being intertwined with several elves who married into the family that then mixed their blood together with ours. However, after many generations, the prominence of their elvish traits disappeared as their family retained their humani features but still had a trace of elven blood and whatever else was in there. With this background, it gave birth to three children that Mother and Father had to raise along with the Grandparents finally having grandchildren to look after.

The three children all came to use their magical talents but were supplementary only to their pursuits they placed first. Megan was the oldest and the only girl who focused on being an enchanter only after her training as a knight, using magic to reinforce her physical abilities. Then there was Shaun who was the older son who focused on illusions and was quite talented but eventually disappeared from the family slowly for unknown reasons. Nyle himself was the youngest and a practitioner of magic but it only came as an unexpected boon when he wanted to become a musician. It was an unknown kind of magic but Mother deduced it was similar in a sense to what enchanters do but simply with music instead, however, that was a meager explanation. His dreams of being a musician were given a tight smile and placed onto the back burner of his education while they raised Nyle. However, only through the intervention of his Grandfather allowed the implementation of a music tutor into his education to hone his musical desires.

At the age of 18, he had already undergone all the education that other children of nobles went through and finished them. While certainly a smart child who understood the topics that were being taught but his cleverness shown when he composed his own musical pieces and even gave dull repetition a breath of life when he played. The praise that was given by his musical teachers were simply waved to the side as they gave polite responses before dismissing him for the final time. Now that he was finally free to do what 'he wanted', his parents were expectantly waiting for what Nyle wished to pursue his occupation. His older sister became a knight and served as a warrior to fight off threats that came to light, while his brother went into the shadier business but was successful and soon Nyle himself was expected to become something and succeed. It was obvious when voicing his desire to become a musician wasn't going to be a talk going to go well and went exactly as he thought it would go. An argument broke out and eventually lead to a period of silence between him and his parents, seeking out to make his own future beyond the watch of his parents.

Abandoning his lavish life, even as a low ranking noble was hard as it removed many of the luxuries that he was used to but managed for himself. The first few months were hard but he was definitely noticed for his emotional music pieces that ranged from originals to the common ones that everyone knew. However, his adventurous spirit took him to many other places where he visited and brought the bewitching songs he played along with him. One of the many fond memories of his travels was at the Lake of Terra, where he camped with the mischievous fae and the water elementals for several days simply watching them and talking to them. Eventually, one night he brought out his violin and began stringing a song together that brought even the fae to a momentary hush before joining in. Together, they made a night of lights and sparkles filled with the music of Nyle's violin that was played until the early morning that exhausted everyone. Later that evening, he was invited to play but instead inside Norione Village by the inhabitants who were jealous of the party down the waterfall they weren't invited to. Accepting the offer, as he was assisted by the water elementals and fae to scaling the tricky path before later that night playing once more. After the second night, Nyle himself left once the morning of the third day came upon him and resumed his travels.

Along his journies, he hit many of the major civilization and made more than enough to support his lifestyle of travel. Some of his performances were taken place in taverns like the ones he did in Volkungthad where the home of the dwarves was, other were in finer establishments during his visit to the Aelarian Peninsula where the Corvi and Wind Elementals habited. Others took place in the remote forests of Terra, where he traveled with merchants to obscure villages that lived in the wild. Then there some places where he wouldn't have dare had expected to play, such as the graveyards that bordered The Wastelands as a festival to honor the dead of all kinds. It was a bit frightening when a small crowd of shadow demons was watching and listening from afar, but beyond that, it went fairly normal as it could be. Despite the uncertainty that the next day might bring, he enjoyed the lifestyle had had as he traveled the Land of Terra and experience many things that he was sure to have missed from his place with his family.

The Present

Nyle in the present is perhaps more famous than he was when he ambitiously set off from his family's estate and went to pursue his dreams of being a musician. However, the course of his journey, his 'need' to be a great musician disappeared with simply wishing people to enjoy what he played and to hone his skills with music as well. So it can be ambiguous if he is indeed has gained a reputation for being a musician or not from his lack of promoting himself. He has done little to promote his name except for simply giving it when asked if anyone was interested and little more. Of course, throughout his journies he had attracted the attention with people of power which had given hive quite a hefty pay for performing but little else. He had no interest in politics (for the most part) and sought to ignore the brewing troubles as he himself tried to brighten the air. It is of little note that over the course of his journey, he should be more than capable of handling his retirement from the gifts of his few bewitched admirers and dedicated fans who remember him even if he had passed by several years ago, it's not surprising.

His journey right now has lead him from the far edges of Terra back to his home as he made his rounds from where the caravans and travelers went. Visiting back to his home, as he had repaired his relationship with them several years back before his Grandparents passed away. They had grown older but still kicking as they were still scheming with their political plans but that didn't interest him much. It was family time and thus he went on to see his other siblings if they were still around. His sister, Megan was doing fine and even had a husband despite her rough ways and even had two boys who were twins! His brother, on the other hand, was gone, not like he was expecting him to be there but it was a hopeful thought. It gave Nyle a small chuckle when he received a letter the next day about him and his search for Shaun, which the letter was clearly from. The letter itself was mostly small talk but it was neat to know that his brother was alive but just doing whatever he does again.

He would be staying at his family's estate for a few days and perhaps play for one of his parent's parties but leave soon ofter. He was planning to head toward the city of Wellborough and buy some things that he would bring back as gifts once the appropriate bands of merchants or travelers got together for a certain direction. The cycle of his travels would begin once more and would eventually lead him back here, year after year. It wasn't a safe lifestyle but perhaps that's what you could say adventurers did, or that's at least what they called themselves when he traveled with a bunch like that.

Torn Realms (High-Fantasy) (Mid-High Casual) [ALWAYS OPEN]

@Emuxe
Stuck on the side of the road, what for? (car broken down, I assume?)

Fate/stay Night - War of the Fourteen Magi - High Casual

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Featuring:

( @Grey as Berserker / Roland ) ( @vancexentan as Saber, Leon , & Overseer Assistant ) ( @Loki Odinson as Caster / Zhuge Liang )

Taking a deep breathe in before he let it all out in an instant. "Alright if that's everything we are going to do in here." Jonathan said out aloud with an expecting look on his face to no one in general "Then I'm gonna take my leave, okay?" Before he stood up from his bench and gave a small little stretch to the left and then to the right before taking a glance at everyone once more. There was nothing else important here besides making up the teams and frankly he doubt that was going to happen anytime soon unless someone started it, but after that, he would leave as it seems this meeting had worn itself out.

With a playful glint in his eyes and smile that seemed to be more fun than simple business or politeness, Jonathan approached Leon as he pulled out two pieces of paper like a card and marked both of their fronts and backs before extending the glowing card to Leon. If he did decide to do anything with the card, it would read Jonathan's number and then underneath it 'Would you like to team up with me?' on the front side of the card. On the back side, was the 'ᚷ', 'ᚲ', 'M', and 'ᚨ' runes placed on there but to the untrained eyes of those who were from the Mage's Association or other Thaumaturgy Theory besides his was simply decorations but made sure to keep the front side facing him and away from everyone as well. It had been activated upon Jonathan extending it to Leon and was obviously active but its effects were unknown to him unless he accepted it. However, a strong feeling was induced from Leon upon the extension of such a gift, from a cheery person like Jonathan himself who made it, was hard to refuse but was free to decline it if he didn't mind the guilt. But even beyond that, there was a general feeling from Jonathan and the magic itself that it wasn't sinister or misleading but something that might be of interest if he accepted it.

Spell Context on Card

The intent of the spell clearly written for those who understood it, for the 'ᚷ' rune of Gebo signified 'gifts and exchanges' while the 'ᚨ' rune of Asnuz represented 'communication and truth'. The 'X' Rune of Gebo increased in power proportion to the amount of effort given to making the gift it's imprinted on, and the consumption of half of Jonathan's ability to use runes was significant enough to create a strong effect. Along with being fueled by other shallow emotions from Jonathan himself that only add tinder to the flames that the spell had already created.

From the 'ᚨ' rune, upon accepting the card it thankfully explains the simplistic nature of the spell, explaining that the 'X' rune of Gebo represented the contract itself and the general functions of the other runes. The 'X' rune of Gebo itself made a simple agreement of 'Being a team for the Holy Grail War' for the two to accept.

The 'ᚨ' rune explains that to initiate a contract, one must give their consent to begin (Jonathan) the target is then determined to who is intended to accept the contract and all magical effects are placed on them. To complete the contract, the other must give mutual consent for the other card to glow for the 'X' rune of Gebo also represents 'balance' and thus mutual agreement. Together these two runes are a mystic code holding the physical contract of their agreement and determine if each party follows the decided subject.

The 'ᚨ' rune also explains that if either party consciously deciding to break the contract will notify the other party of their intentions from the 'ᚲ' rune of revelations and knowledge'. Until then, this mystic code also serves as a communicator of sorts between the two through the 'ᚨ' and 'ᚲ' rune which supports communication if given the sliver of magical energy to activate itself.

All of these advanced function of the contract are held together by the 'M' rune of Mannaz representing many of the previous functions of the spell such as 'Friends and enemies' and 'Awareness' along with 'creation and skill' to weave a complicated spell of this manner of sentience. However, the most important of all functions was 'Intelligence' and 'Forethought' which gave such flexibility for the contract and its many different ways of operating.

(-8 Runes to Jonathan out of 16)

Looking a bit drained as if the meeting at the cathedral had taken a bit of him, Jonathan seemed to perk up once after exhaling as if stress seemingly melted away "If you want to team up, well... Here you go. I doubt anyone will be more direct or..." He took a quick and almost unnoticeable glance to the other Master from top to bottom before saying that flowed smoothly into the conversation naturally "this 'friendly' for the rest of the war." Jonathan told him before flashing him a smile and gave him a friendly wink before turning heels. The notion that Jonathan gave was definitely questionable but if Leon was holding the card and had accepted the contract then a vague sense of... 'sensual wanting' could be felt on his side coming from the card but little else except maybe for a hint of... fatigue? Either way, it wasn't long enough before such mental thoughts were blasted away by Jonathan's own cheerful tone.

"Alright then... Adios amigos, hasta luego si?" Jonathan replied strangely which was clearly Spanish but to a native speaker was some half-assed and disappointing jumble of words but Jonathan knew that. However, they were some of the most common phrases that shouldn't pass anyone by hopefully even if they didn't learn Spanish, it was prominent enough in social media and culture to understand. Either way, after that Jonathan clearly made his way out the door taking a glance at everyone that he went by. The first on his way was Togami 'Ugh, even my mind has had enough of the prep boy (Togami) for today and his constant complaints. I don't even have anything to say for the time in the church where he didn't complain' He told Caster on the mental link as he almost forgot he had someone to listen to his lonely ranting, poor him. Then there was the Overseer 'Man how does the Overseer stand this, I bet you he's been meaning to yell multiple times at everyone to shut up and be respectful, which is respectful but please the meeting should've ended a while ago.' He said to Caster before making his way down the rows to the other Masters that were there.

'Ah- its Glasses (Brynhilda)! I hope she was on the same page as me when I rolled my eyes when Togami and the squid boy (Albert) were fighting, I know I was.' He tossed into the mental shute which was sure to have annoyed Caster by how talkative his Master surprisingly was when judging people by their covers, it was a skill honed through years of training as Jonathan calls it himself. 'Also was it me or did that boy say during his garbled nonsense Cthulu? I'm pretty sure my occult savviness and selective hearing hear that' Jonathan curiously remarked as he knew the mental link with Caster was indefinitely open so that the two could let the strings of mental conversation and whatever else they heard, felt, and etc flow through. It wouldn't be surprising if Caster had completely ignored the prayer the other Master made when Jonathan himself seemed to run the communication line burnt. 'The Lovebirds (Anima and James) seems to be ahead of the game, having each other...' Jonathan commented seemingly too tired to make a snarky remark about them after the stressful spell he just cast only a moment ago or at least that was the excuse he had...

Finally, he made his way to the front door and remembered to pick up his shoes, it was Japanese tradition after all and made his way outside the church. He conveyed the action simply to Caster as he was beginning to leave the Church as he observed the snowy city of Fuyuki. Looking around, he saw the guard (Lancelot) earlier now will some snow on his physical form as Jonathan came very loudly and looked at him. "Man..." Jonathan sighed looking at him as he rubbed his head and sighed before friendly brushing off the snow off his black coat which contrasted with the white snow flurries. "I swear it's like you're trying to get yourself sick. I assume the Church would give you sick days to compensate right?" Jonathan said to disguised Saber as he truly was the first time he was naive enough to be tricked, blended in as if he belonged more or less that his status as a Servant went unnoticed from his Master senses. Leaning against the wall as he looked at the other servant who clearly was a Servant from her blackened armor. "I assume nobody wants to come out and greet themselves?" He said to the Knight (Roland) who he had heard earlier in the Church and was surprised by their bluntness. "I agree, this whole thing is too much Cloak and Daggers for me" As he sighed before letting the snow bury him in a few centimeter. 'Caster shall I come to you or you come to me? I'm terribly tired from what happened inside' Jonathan said as he tossed it to Caster and waited for his response, he had all the time to burn here.

There was also the Overseer's assistant next to the guard who were waiting for any stray Masters but that wasn't likely. "Hey, what you guys usually do during this whole thing when you are not setting up meetings with us? Of course, that's if you're able to say anything about it or well... anything really. I just wonder what you guys are doing when everyone else is scrambling to pitch everyone's head on a pole. With seventeen of us, it's only going to be longer than usual." He asked the Overseer's assistant and the guard, he wasn't too concerned who gave out the answer. He himself was much tired than expected from the mass execution of his magical abilities as the two mystic codes he created was draining from him, maybe a quick nap once Caster decides to take him home.