BytheSpleen

A New Land of Fantasy

Esther was no exception from the norm, one of the many (if not all) dazed and curious soldiers to land on the New World. Thanks to the three months' trip, Esther found his estoc to be a surprisingly effective rest for his chin, standing or not.

Still, he had a pang of pity for less fortunate travelers. The particularly heavier passengers (in terms of the circumferences of their bellies) had already mixed the scents of their rapidly-scarfed rations with the salty waters; fortunate the latter was much stronger than butyric acid. Whatever still registered into his nostrils was enough cause for pangs of self-pity, too.

"Esther," he chimed in, seemingly as though he had came out of nowhere. "Esther Dietrich. Now, I believe there is food to be had...that a-ways, no?"

Something was making Esther a bit uncomfortable. His steps were lighter than usual, even with all his equipment on, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it. It's like his back had no burden to bear, but he was sure he was supposed to be lugging something around...

And there was movement in the treeline. Enemy?

No, just a guard patrolling. That checked one possible job off the list; unwieldy as he felt, Esther had a fort to orient himself with, and so he panned his eyes over the rest of his group.

At least, it would seem. He was trying to pan a view of the entire fort from where he stood, but with an especially massive revenant in the way...

A New Land of Fantasy

The Pauper of the Dietrichs

Name:
Esther Dietrich

Age:
20

Race:
Human

Appearance:

Common skills:
- Basic cooking : boiling, roasting, baking...
- Basic cleaning : fabrics, houses, blades...not bows.
- Construction : lean-to, tent, basic irrigation and farming, huts.
- Reading : Imperial, Elven, Orc

Fighting skills:
- Swords
Estocs - Fighting with an estoc requires some fine motor skill, unlike the falchion. Users are trained to penetrate otherwise thicker armor by running opponents through in key vitals within a short range. Unarmored opponents get the privilege of getting hacked into pieces by the side of the blade.
Zweihander - Similar to an estoc, but it should be duly noted that the user in question may be very well overcompensating for self-esteem, whatnot with its ludicrously heavier weight and increased length. Hacking and chopping is a viable option, given the force generated from such a weapon. It should be duly noted that Zweihanders are agoraphilic.

Magical skills:
- Elemental
- Light
- Blind - Focuses the energy from a stone into a concentrated ray; temporarily blinds opponents for a turn, or if done repeatedly in quick succession, may damage eyesight for a longer period of time.
- Refraction - Focuses incoming photons into the stone, rendering the user invisible except for a shining spot where the light is focused. Can only be done briefly.

Languages:
Imperial

Personality:
Esther is quite the plain man, despite his descent from a military family. Because of his sore lack of knowledge, he has little input to most conversations other than the most basic questions. He's punctual and diligent, at least. For the opponents that would stand against the Empire, that may be something to fear or exploit on the battlefield.

Bio:
Like his forefathers, Esther was born into indentured servitude thanks to his ancestor's accrued debt, and so spent his life farming to pay off. Only, by the time he was 17, he was relieved of the debt. During this period, he often switched between managing the lands and keeping the house for his lord. In the latter times, he'd also spar with the lord using a stick. To pay for his younger sister's tuition at one of the Empire's military academies, Esther opted to sell the farm and everything in it. His residing lord happily bought off the land by contract, and so Esther went off to the cities to pay. While waiting in line, he noticed a few fliers that asked for more volunteers to travel to the new continent. Esther, cognizant of his own strength, did the only logical thing left : join. With what little money he had left, Esther took some tips on using a stone, and finalized his intent with a few months of conditioning and a month of training. And that was that. No letter to the sister, no warning beforehand, nothing.
The succession of the Dietrich name was her responsibility, after all.

Equipment:
- Tunic, trousers, socks, shoes...clothing in general.
- Estoc
- Bedroll pack
- Hatchet
- Brightstone - A crystal specially designed to focus energy into light magic.

Reasoning :
Who the hell would want to be tied to a patch of dirt for their entire lives in a place far too crowded with people of all kinds? There's plenty of acres to claim in the other continent, and the surplus money could always go to his sister...

A New Land of Fantasy

The Pauper of the Dietrichs

Name:
Esther Dietrich

Age:
20

Race:
Human

Appearance:

Common skills:
- Basic cooking : boiling, roasting, baking...
- Basic cleaning : fabrics, houses, blades...not bows.
- Construction : lean-to, tent, basic irrigation and farming, huts.
- Reading : Imperial, Elven, Orc

Fighting skills:
- Swords
Estocs - Fighting with an estoc requires some fine motor skill, unlike the falchion. Users are trained to penetrate otherwise thicker armor by running opponents through in key vitals within a short range. Unarmored opponents get the privilege of getting hacked into pieces by the side of the blade.
Zweihander - Similar to an estoc, but it should be duly noted that the user in question may be very well overcompensating for self-esteem, whatnot with its ludicrously heavier weight and increased length. Hacking and chopping is a viable option, given the force generated from such a weapon. It should be duly noted that Zweihanders are agoraphilic.

Magical skills:
- Elemental
- Light
- Blind - Focuses the energy from a stone into a concentrated ray; temporarily blinds opponents for a turn, or if done repeatedly in quick succession, may damage eyesight for a longer period of time.
- Refraction - Focuses incoming photons into the stone, rendering the user invisible except for a shining spot where the light is focused. Can only be done briefly.

Languages:
Imperial

Personality:
Esther is quite the plain man, despite his descent from a military family. Because of his sore lack of knowledge, he has little input to most conversations other than the most basic questions. He's punctual and diligent, at least. For the opponents that would stand against the Empire, that may be something to fear or exploit on the battlefield.

Bio:
Like his forefathers, Esther was born into indentured servitude thanks to his ancestor's accrued debt, and so spent his life farming to pay off. Only, by the time he was 17, he was relieved of the debt. During this period, he often switched between managing the lands and keeping the house for his lord. In the latter times, he'd also spar with the lord using a stick. To pay for his younger sister's tuition at one of the Empire's military academies, Esther opted to sell the farm and everything in it. His residing lord happily bought off the land by contract, and so Esther went off to the cities to pay. While waiting in line, he noticed a few fliers that asked for more volunteers to travel to the new continent. Esther, cognizant of his own strength, did the only logical thing left : join. With what little money he had left, Esther took some tips on using a stone, and finalized his intent with a few months of conditioning and a month of training. And that was that. No letter to the sister, no warning beforehand, nothing.
The succession of the Dietrich name was her responsibility, after all.

Equipment:
- Tunic, trousers, socks, shoes...clothing in general.
- Estoc
- Bedroll pack
- Hatchet
- Brightstone - A crystal specially designed to focus energy into light magic.

Reasoning :
Who the hell would want to be tied to a patch of dirt for their entire lives in a place far too crowded with people of all kinds? There's plenty of acres to claim in the other continent, and the surplus money could always go to his sister...

Pokemon: Legendary Guardians [Closed, Reboot Coming Soon...]

Dropping this. The story may not fit for Liza if we're abiding to a set plot really closely, and her efforts don't contribute to the plot progression if any major action she does has to be contingent on a prior RP I had no hand in.

Thanks for the playing we had so far, tho. Best of luck and hopes this gets seen through to the end.

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@Ninian

Sure, link me in!

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@Ninian

Shit; she hadn't really anticipated that everyone would be far-flung into the world of tech, but a retrospective glance reminded her again that it wasn't too much to worry about. While she was busy dealing with competing for jobs most other Pokemon would fulfill, she hadn't had the time (nor the hardware) to get herself plugged into the global media.

"Pretty amazing, yeah," was all she could say to Pent's question, rhetorical or not.

As the two others, and possibly their Pokemon too, looked back at Pent, Liza took point in the lead. She had been lost in her thoughts for just a tad bit, but...hopefully they wouldn't take offense that she wasn't very open with things actually concerning battling.

"Um...I think I might have to go on ahead; my team isn't where we need to be, and it might take me a few hours to get a few exercises and battles to keep pace. I'll see you...maybe next morning in Vertigo, or the next route over?

And Pent? Maybe I'll get you to see a doctor after all this. I know a really good one back in Kanto...a chiropractor, I think that's what he was..."

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All the more time to get my life straightened out before replying.

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@Sketcher

Maybe a Mega Sceptile and a Weavile?

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@Light Lord

"Ehehe...um, I think it's a Sinnoh prototype," she lied as she looked over it again. He had a good guess, that's for sure.

"I was given this by a...family friend, of sorts. I really just wanted one of the older Hoenn models, or the Unova Xtransceiver, but he insisted, so...yeah. I'm actually surprised your mom works in Silph! What does she do there? Business, research, or...?"

Liza hadn't really anticipated this to go on and on, but she had a good cover and alibi to go on now. In a group full of trainers with big, buffed up Pokemon, she wouldn't be constantly singled out by some random snot wanting to make a few quick bucks off of the nearest Trainer they saw.

Not that beating those kids wouldn't be good training.

Still, something ticked her off. Call it a pang of envy, but Liza realized her Pokemon, really just the one Treecko, was much (it pained her to say this) weaker than whatever Pent, Devon, or Sirina had on their persons : Pokemon that could walk the talk.

How did champions like the world-famous Cynthia and the legendary Red get past so many people? Wit, ability, experience, trust...all these she was sorely lacking as a Trainer just starting out.

Absent-mindedly, she had gone from a very curious face to something of a thoughtful frown as she stared into Nana's eyes.

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@Draconequis

"Sorry. Like I said, Nana will take some time. The Quagsire who fist bumped you is Spud. And the other pokemon I have is Tamaki, the little Dratini over there.

You know, Lisa... You and I are both in the gym Circuit. I'm also going for the elite four. Though I'm not set to be the Champion or anything. So...we could maybe help each other along the way somehow?"

Liza smiled as her knuckles were gently tapped by Spud; she responded in kind by rubbing its large, rotund head, before pulling away after her hand felt a lot more slippery than before.

Drips of mucus dribbled and bounced off of her fingers, before finally pooling up on the road. Right...Quagsires were amphibious. Amphibians need mucus to keep moisture...totally not gross, but the Quagsire's beady, happy little eyes had the infectious effect of making people happily give zero hecks, so she rubbed her hand clean off the side of her jeans.

God, Spud was adorable.

"I wouldn't mind...but I just started my journey. I don't have much to offer, as of now. I'll be happy to trade Pokegear numbers, though, if something does come up."

She wasted no time rolling up the sleeve of her left wrist, before shaking a black bracelet twice. From a small bump in the bracelet, a lens projected a rectangular screen across her wrist, showing a stylish homescreen with a grid of apps to choose from. With a light tap on her skin, the Contacts app was opened, and a 'Contact Search' was activated.

It was certainly unlike anything most would ever see; the aspect of a screen was skipped entirely in favor for a more flexible surface - clothing, skin, anything, really.

"Just write in the number here, and call it; it should record your number as well..."

While her voice certainly didn't show it, she was quite excited to use something so strange; Kanto was often derided as one of the backwater regions in terms of technology, barring the still-recovering Sylph Co. And thank Sylph for making such wonderful technology to steal!

"I didn't know...um...about my Grandma's job. Things weren't always so...regulated, back in the day, I'd have to guess. The family never talked about it, or anything about Granny, so I only really go by memory. I was...what, 3, when I last saw her?

...I'll talk about it more, but I'd also like to get moving, too."