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Intrigues of Venedig - A Fantasy RP (18+)

Before the Attack

Even in this alley, Elyria could hear the loud jeers and sometimes cheers of the people at the auction, despite it being quite a distance away from area where the noble slaves were being sold off as one would sell cattle. She did not have any real opinion of slavery, just that it was simple part of a human's desire to own other human beings, slavery was nearly as old as humanity itself and slavery would probably die along with humanity, however, upon hearing that nobles were the ones being sold made her think for a bit about her previous master, the one who had "enslaved" her and her kin and yet he trained her to become an assassin.

She wondered if her previous master had been among the nobles being sold today, or if he would be one of the slaves to be sold later, on another day, or maybe he had died in combat in this rebellion, to be honest, neither of the two options pleased her, she wanted to be the one to drive the dagger that would end his life, not some nameless soldier on a battlefield. As her thoughts wandered to battle, she thought of her contract today, the man whom she had to kill was not a soldier, he had never been a soldier and most people could have probably killed him, however, his guard, his sole guard was something different entirely.

His guard was a veteran of the war and a very skilled warrior of some renown with no fear of death, a high endurance and a high skill with the sword, he was not something to trifled with and even with her agility, she would have to be as careful as possible, even the slightest misstep could mean that she would lose her head. She took a deep breath and focused herself on her silver dagger, she could not die, not whilst the killer of her kin was still roaming alive and well, it would be her life's mission to see this man dead.

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During the Attack

As she waited, screams and shouts broke her concentration ever slightly. It seems that her informers had been correct, an attack from the rather extremist anti-slavers had come and this would be her chance to do this without anyone trying to pin this murder on her, it could have been the anti-slavers who would have killed this man, after all, anyone present at the auction would probably at least tolerate slaving if not partaking it it and she knew that these extremists would not bother to make the difference between either of the two.

In preparation to her combat with the guard, and in preparation to assassinate her target she made herself unseen and simply awaited. And sure enough, a man fitting the description of her target came through the alley escorted by tall and rather built man armed with a longsword. Whilst her target, a rather wealthy merchant was panicked and slightly out of breath, his guard was wary, probably expecting something like an ambush to arise. She knew she had only one chance to do this, so she focused completely on the merchant and prepared a simple dagger, no more than shiv with a handle, and after a second of calming herself, the threw the dagger.

The dagger connected with the soft flesh of the merchant's neck, causing blood to spurt out in large amounts as he choked on his own blood and trying to desperately grasp for air before collapsing only a few seconds later and dying a pool of his own blood. The guard did not seem fazed by either the death of his employer or her presence as she revealed herself to him, instead, he just sighed as if he had just lost a game of cards and spoke.

"Lady, I know this guy was a prick, and I don't blame you for wishing to kill him, but if you had waited until the bastard would have paid me, I wouldn't have even bothered to kill him!" he spoke with a large smile on his face. "Now do please reveal the pretty face that's under that hood!"

She raised her brow at the man's request, but she knew all to well that the cloak would only hinder her in combat, so she complied with his request and tossed her cloak aside. Much to her own surprise, the man seemed surprised to see her, as if he knew who she was. A smile formed on the man's face as he drew his sword.

"Came to get revenge on me, eh, silver hair?" the man asked. "Would it help if I said I'm sorry for killing some of your friends?" he asked as he entered a battle stance and prepared for a fight, though from his tone, an apology was not on this man's mind right now.

First, surprise came to her, this man had been present when all those soldiers had assaulted her kin and killed so many of them. Then second, anger came over her, this man had just said it himself that he was present in the assault and that he had even killed on or two of them. At first she wanted to see if she could persuade the guard to leave, but now, he would not be allowed to leave this alley alive.

Without a word, she drew her two silver daggers, took a deep breath and charged straight for the man, her agility would prevail over his own brute force, of that she was confident, and in killing him, she would at least avenge the kin that this man had ended the life of. In less than a second, she was right in front of the man, who seemed like he wasn't able to catch up with her speed. She drove her dagger forwards, towards the man's neck, to allow him to die as his employer had, however, before the dagger hit, she could feel an iron grip grasping her hand. Upon inspection, it seems that the man had removed one of his hands from the sword do stop her from stabbing him.

Without any hesitation, she tried to drive her second dagger in his throat, however, the man was faster than her in this and kneed her in the stomach. The man's kick was very powerful, and even though he had no armor on whatsoever, it was as if someone had hit her with a plate gauntlet and as a result was left stunned for a moment, but a moment was all this man needed and he delivered another knee in her stomach, the blunt force of this one, forcing her to drop her daggers. The man briefly let her go, only to grab her by the neck and holding her close to his face, as if studying her.

He sighed as he stared at her. "It's such a shame that I am yet again forced to kill one like you, you know, back then I fought another one of you, she was as beautiful as you, though she was trained to be a mage from what I saw, not a stealthy assassin." he spoke, and as he spoke, anger welled up inside her, the man spoke so casually about killing her kin, she wanted to kill, yet she could not do so, all she could do was grasp the man's hand, trying to remove it from her neck, though to no avail. "I'm really sorry for this, girl, I really am, if it makes you feel any better, I have been unable to sleep a day without seeing her face in my dreams or my nightmares and something tells me that you'll soon join her." much to her surprise, the man's tone had changed completely, he had a bitter smile on his face.

As soon as he finished his words the man started to tighten his grip as he attempted to choke her to death. Her hands clawed at his own as she tried to desperately draw breath, again, to no avail. "No!" she thought. "I can't die, not yet, I have to..." her consciousness started to fade. "... avenge them."

As she started to lose herself, she looked at the face of his killer, his expression had changed yet again, now to a grin as if he had won something. A moment later, blood started to drip down from his mouth and his grip weakened and she could see why. The tip of a sword came right through his chest, yet even so, he still had his confident grin on his face. As he lost all the force in his hand, he dropped her down on her knees and fell down as well as death soon claimed him as well.

His killer, a large hooded man, even bigger than the guard, sighed in disappointment, though relief could be sensed in his sigh as well. "Elyria, you are an assassin first and foremost, you mustn't charge ahead like that." the man spoke, helping her up from her knees.

"I'm sorry, Enris, but the man was one of the soldiers there, he killed one of our kin." she said, looking at the guard's body once more, though know, she could not muster any hate against the man.

"I heard, but you did not see me charge ahead to decapitate the man, did you?" he asked, but instead of lecturing her any further he shook his head and helped her place her cloak back on. "Let's go, I'd rather not have to fight one of these extremists at the moment."

With one last look at the two dead bodies, she left with Enris through the dark alleys on a backdrop of screams of victims and shouts of people probably trying to put up a fight, promising herself to become stronger, both physically and mentally, but all that she wished for right now was not to train, but to drink a cup of warm wine and a good night's sleep, the next contract, whatever it would be would go to Enris, not to her.

Intrigues of Venedig - A Fantasy RP (18+)

@Letter Bee

Sorry for bothering you again, but could my second character have bought one of Edelweiss women(he'd probably go for a daughter). I'll have his sheet done by the end of the day, but I'm not sure if I'll get it up before anyone else posts.

Intrigues of Venedig - A Fantasy RP (18+)

@Letter Bee

I won't make it easy, the guard is going to be a experienced one with about the same number of exceptional skills as her. And of course it will be away from the auction, killing him in a crowded place would be asking to get caught.

Intrigues of Venedig - A Fantasy RP (18+)

@Letter Bee

Wait, I plan to introduce my character by having to kill someone as well. So the question I have is, may I introduce two npc's(a rich merchant and his.guard They'd both die in this same post they're introduced in.

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Aran Seiran

Full Name:
Aran Seiran

Nicknames/Aliases:
The Surgeon, The Doctor, The Grandfather, the Gentle Giant

Age:
45

Gender:
Male

Gift: He can manipulate and create electricity of up to 20.000 Volts, however, he cannot use a precise voltage and instead he chose to limit his powers by levels (Level 0= 1-150V, Level 2= 151-500, etc.)

Loyalty: Erubescan Army Surgeon/Reserve Infantry(he's barely loyal, though)

Description: Aran is a massive man, towering at over 7 feet tall with fairly stocky and muscular build. You'd expect someone this size to be a intimidating man, yet the light smile that instantly reassures everyone that everything will be ok. He has both brown hair and brown eyes and rather pale skin considering he spends most of his time inside in his "operating room"

Personality: The gentle doctor, the kind doctor, is what most of the people of the slums used to call him and true enough he does act nice towards people he thinks he should be nice, gently towards people he thinks he should act gentle around and not to mention being patient with those who deserve it. However, other than his patience, none of his emotions are really true, they are mere acting on his behalf, the only emotion true to him being curiosity about humans and how they function, however, he does not lack any emotions, but one would have to go to great lengths to wipe the ever present light smile on his face.


Skills:
Unarmed Combat- When you grow in slums where even the slightest mistake could get you killed, you learn to protect yourself, one way, or another.
Surgeon and other Medical skills- Taken under the less than reputable tutelage of a disgraced surgeon living in the in the slums as a child, he has learned surgery up to nearly a professional degree, most of the time forced by his tutor. He did learn other medical related skills, but nowhere near to the level of surgery skills.


Weaknesses:
Bad Leg- Having had a rather gruesome accident as a child, in which his leg was barely saved by the same surgeon that would become his tutor, he often walks with a limp and can't really run that fast or place much weight on it without it becoming too painful.
Inexperienced with Guns- Guns are not foreign to him, however, place a gun in his hand and he could probably be unable to hit the side of a barnyard from six feet away.


Brief History: When you grow up in the slums like him, you do not expect to live long, especially when you suffer a wound which nearly costs you your leg, however, Aran persevered through it all and slowly grew up into a fine man, doing the same job as his tutor before him and becoming a surgeon for the people who grew up in the same miserable conditions and though it was hard, he truly loved it, until one certain day...

... his younger sister came in his "hospital" out of breath and battered to bring terrible news, his mother had been killed and his older sister had distracted the murderers long enough for her to escape back to her. In one of the only times in his life, he could no longer smile his fake smile, he felt his heart burning with rage. He left his younger sister with a few trustworthy people and went on the place where the murderers were.

He found them having just finished off his elder sister... in more ways than one. The killers looked at him and tried to chase him off, but instead he smiled a more disturbing smile and slowly approached the killers, though they were armed with knives. He killed the three men, each in a different way. The first got off easy with his neck being snapped, ending his life instantly.

The second one died by internal bleeding as Aran had slammed him into a nearby wall whilst he dealt with the third killer. The third man suffered the most. First, he stabbed him a few times in non-lethal but quite painful areas, second he eviscerated the man with his own knife before Aran, in his rage he used his gift at max power as he began punching the man and after only three punches, the man's head simply exploded

After he returned home to his worried sister, he continued on with his life along with his only family. However, as the weeks and then months went on by, he felt a desire to snuff more lives out and in as many different ways as possible... and so he did.

(The rest shall be revealed in the IC via posts and characters who may or may not wish to die!)

Other:(Maybe I'll add something here later)

Anna Seiran

Full Name: Anna Seiran

Nicknames/Aliases:

Age: 22 years old

Gender: Female

Gift:

Psionic Powers: She has a large various amounts of mental powers, the two most powerful ones are telepathy and telekinesis and she can operate both of them to very powerful levels, hence why her brother had "smuggled" into a out of the way settlement before Erubesco had taken notice of her abilities. Among her other powers, she has the power to set a mental barrier over a certain area, she can sense anyone present within the barrier, though that is about the extent of this power.
Loyalty: Erubescan in name only, her loyalties are to her brother and the settlement she lives in.

Description: Compared to her giant of a brother, Anna is only 5 feet 3 inches tall with long rich silver white hair and light blue eyes. Despite the harsh conditions she lived most of her child and teen years, she grew to become very beautiful, with fine porcelain-like skin.
Personality: Yet again, different from her brother's secret psychopathic nature, Anna is truly what Aran pretends to be, she is a very kind and very helpful often going out of her way to help other people. However, despite the massive difference between her Aran, she loves her brother most of everyone and though she has come to like all the people in her settlement, including her new husband, if she had to choose between them and her brother, she would choose her brother without hesitation, because she knows what would happen if she would distance herself from him or if she died... the monster that would be loosed.

Skills:
- Agility: Though she lacks physical strength in all, Anna is very flexible and very agile, able to dodge many of the physical attacks thrown at her.
- Diplomacy: Having been picked as the official spokesperson of the settlement, dealing with anyone that comes in to the settlement or leaves it. Having done that for a few years now, she adopted a more diplomatic way of speaking to other people, a way that might convince them to her point of view.
- Martial Arts: Though her husband cannot practice these anymore due to a wound he suffered earlier in his life, he has been teaching her his way of fighting. Unlike what one person might think, this type of martial arts she has taught him, instead of relying on brute force to beat a foe down, she relies on hitting the pressure points of a human's nerves, disabling their limbs temporarily enough for her to either finish her target off or running away.

Weaknesses:

- Very Fragile: Like her stature suggests, she is not a fighter, one or two strong hits and she is out of the fight.

Brief History: Anna does not remember most of her childhood and though her brother often insisted that it was due to a trauma she suffered as a child, she had a feeling that there was more about this, but her brother was able to hide this secret even from her telepathic abilities, so she gave up on it, though from time to time, she does think about it.

Most of her life from that point on was fairly eventless, she often did errands for Aran, who had now become a renowned military surgeon, alongside his "disciple", a girl named Eira. However, as she herself was growing, her powers were growing as well, sometimes to a point where she had intense headaches if she did not use any of her powers. Her brother took note of that and became ever worried about what would happen to her if Erubesco discovered her, she had heard that people with telepathic and telekinetic abilities were greatly valued by Erubesco, though in what way, she did not know.

So... after a long discussion between her and Aran, the two had come to a decision. Aran would use his various connections he had gained within the military to smuggle her out of the capital and take her to a small Erubescan border settlement where she would go unnoticed by the eyes of the military.

Though at first she felt out of place with nobody she really knew and with her brother visiting only a few times a year, she quickly adapted to her situation. She became a very kind person, very outgoing, helping wherever she could help with or without her powers and became such a like person within the town that she started being called the Town Mother, despite the fact that she was younger than most of the adults within the town.

And as the years passed, another wanderer came into the town and into her life and though he was quite a bit older than her, both fell for each other quite quickly and before they knew it, they were living together and they were married in a quiet out of the way town, living out a good life...

Other:

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Aras Sairan

Full Name:
Aran Sairan

Nicknames/Aliases:
The Surgeon, The Doctor, The Grandfather, the Gentle Giant

Age:
45

Gender:
Male

Gift: He can manipulate and create electricity of up to 20.000 Volts, however, he cannot use a precise voltage and instead he chose to limit his powers by levels (Level 0= 1-150V, Level 2= 151-500, etc.)

Loyalty: Erubescan(barely may I add)

Description: Aran is a massive man, towering at over 7 feet tall with fairly stocky and muscular build. You'd expect someone this size to be a intimidating man, yet the light smile that instantly reassures everyone that everything will be ok. He has both brown hair and brown eyes and rather pale skin considering he spends most of his time inside in his "operating room"

Personality: The gentle doctor, the kind doctor, is what most of the people of the slums used to call him and true enough he does act nice towards people he thinks he should be nice, gently towards people he thinks he should act gentle around and not to mention being patient with those who deserve it. However, other than his patience, none of his emotions are really true, they are mere acting on his behalf, the only emotion true to him being curiosity about humans and how they function, however, he does not lack any emotions, but one would have to go to great lengths to wipe the ever present light smile on his face.


Skills:
Unarmed Combat- When you grow in slums where even the slightest mistake could get you killed, you learn to protect yourself, one way, or another.
Surgeon and other Medical skills- Taken under the less than reputable tutelage of a disgraced surgeon living in the in the slums as a child, he has learned surgery up to nearly a professional degree, most of the time forced by his tutor. He did learn other medical related skills, but nowhere near to the level of surgery skills.


Weaknesses:
Bad Leg- Having had a rather gruesome accident as a child, in which his leg was barely saved by the same surgeon that would become his tutor, he often walks with a limp and can't really run that fast or place much weight on it without it becoming too painful.
Inexperienced with Guns- Guns are not foreign to him, however, place a gun in his hand and he could probably be unable to hit the side of a barnyard from six feet away.


Brief History: When you grow up in the slums like him, you do not expect to live long, especially when you suffer a wound which nearly costs you your leg, however, Aran persevered through it all and slowly grew up into a fine man, doing the same job as his tutor before him and becoming a surgeon for the people who grew up in the same miserable conditions and though it was hard, he truly loved it, until one certain day...

... his younger sister came in his "hospital" out of breath and battered to bring terrible news, his mother had been killed and his older sister had distracted the murderers long enough for her to escape back to her. In one of the only times in his life, he could no longer smile his fake smile, he felt his heart burning with rage. He left his younger sister with a few trustworthy people and went on the place where the murderers were.

He found them having just finished off his elder sister... in more ways than one. The killers looked at him and tried to chase him off, but instead he smiled a more disturbing smile and slowly approached the killers, though they were armed with knives. He killed the three men, each in a different way. The first got off easy with his neck being snapped, ending his life instantly.

The second one died by internal bleeding as Aran had slammed him into a nearby wall whilst he dealt with the third killer. The third man suffered the most. First, he stabbed him a few times in non-lethal but quite painful areas, second he eviscerated the man with his own knife before Aran, in his rage he used his gift at max power as he began punching the man and after only three punches, the man's head simply exploded

After he returned home to his worried sister, he continued on with his life along with his only family. However, as the weeks and then months went on by, he felt a desire to snuff more lives out and in as many different ways as possible... and so he did.

(The rest shall be revealed in the IC via posts and characters who may or may not wish to die!)

Other:(Maybe I'll add something here later)

Intrigues of Venedig - A Fantasy RP (18+)

Elyria Elis

Name: Elyria Elis

Age: 20 years old

Physical Description: A beautiful young woman with long silver hair, emerald green eyes and a slender and highly flexible body

Important items:
Arguably her most important possessions, the two double-bladed daggers she has on her are expertly crafted and expertly refined silver daggers given to her by her former master for her job and though she hates her master now, she keeps them to remind herself of what she truly desires.

Short Bio:

Elyria did not really remember much from her early childhood, the only thing that stuck in her memory was her master saying "You and your kin will be very useful to me!" before the rest blurred very quickly and any further memory vanished.

As years passed and her memory became clearer, she would find that the person who had said those words had become her and what was left of what he called her kin's master and that they all had become slaves, though none of the children there even remembered what their life before this was and how they had become slaves in the first place.

What was more surprising was that instead of training them in different menial tasks or selling them, he had hired skilled trainers and mages to teach them how to fight, how to survive and many sorts of magic, though many were more focused and combat more than anything else. She herself was trained by a few people, a few of them were spies that taught her how to be stealthy, a few more of them were (odd enough) foreign dancers that taught her to become flexible and agile. The last people to train her were several previously convicted assassins that in exchange for training her to be the best she could be with knives, daggers and short-swords, her master would use his influence and at least save them from being executed.

The trainings were harsh, especially with the assassins, who were forced to do this, but nevertheless, the training had paid off. By the end of her training, Elyria had become agile, stealthy and very skilled with daggers. Her kin had also become quite efficient in their training, be it simple combat with swords, to even many sorts of magic, yet none even bothered to question why this certain man was bothering to train them so hard.

Halfway through their training, they were all moved to one of the large estates their master purportedly held and were mostly allowed freedom outside their training, though they were not allowed to exit the estate at all unless their master gave them his express permission and for another year, nothing really changed, until...
In one of the days, during what would normally be their training time, instead of their trainers showing up, large groups of soldiers and some mages showed up armed to the teeth and surrounded the estate. The leader of these soldiers came up and shouted that their master had become displeased with them and so, they would all be killed as a result.

For a few moments, silence followed as her kin processed what was actually happening, but the soldiers did not wait for them and after a few seconds passed, pikes and swords were prepared, a charge was ordered and combat started. While Elyria knew that she was very skilled in combat, she would be killed by the vastly superior numbers of the unknown soldiers, so instead of outright combat, she opted to sneak out of the estate taking advantage of the battle that was taking in place in courtyard of the estate.

And as if by seemingly impossible luck, she was able to escape through the combat and find a dozen more of her kin close by and together with them, they were able to escape outside the estate, to find out that the estate itself was quite close to the city of Venedig.

So, all of the people there promised to one another that they would get their revenge for their fallen kin one day by trying to finding the man, their former master, question why he would do something like this and then finally killing him, though for now, they had to establish themselves in the city.

Starting Faction:
The Silver Daggers- The guild recently started by her and her kinsmen once they escaped the clutches of their master, named after the pair of silver daggers she received from her master during her training. Though they hide their past about their pasts, the members of the guild act as killers for hire, with each person in her guild having their own unique way of killing their target.

Though they take jobs to kill anyone, they are not very willing to kill anyone that is directly associated with the city's government, or directly associated with the emperor as it would draw too much attention to them and possibly mean the end of them if their hideout is discovered.

Elyria and the faction's secret mission however, is to and has always been to find their previous master and to enact revenge for his senseless killing of their kin.

Spell List: None

Exceptional Skill List:

Exceptional Stealth x2: Elyria is quite a stealthy and light-footed character, her steps barely make any noise and to most people, she simply blends in with whatever's around, unable to see her, though a person with more acute sight or hearing may see or hear her.
Exceptional Dagger Combat x2: Elyria was taught at the order of the master she now despises to be taught to fight with knives, daggers and short-sword should the need arise and though she's decently skilled with the other two, her skills with the daggers are nearly top notch, though she knows that she still is nowhere near the skill level of her former master.
Exceptional Agility: Elyria's body is not very resistant, and as such, she has adapted to be very agile to dodge the attacks of larger and slower targets.
Exceptional Seduction: Though she does not like to use this certain skill very often, due to her pleasing physique, Elyria has learned on her own to seduce people, regardless of their gender to quite an advanced level, controlling their actions with her words, though at her current level of skill, she has to seduce her target once every two days or the effect will fade. Also, more strong-willed characters have a good chance of resisting her charms.

Siegmund Holderlin

Name: Siegmund Holderlin

Age: 54

Physical Description: Though being in the latter years of his life, Siegmund carries himself with all the dignity befit of his family. He is a stout man with broad shoulders and somewhat thick arms. Though his hair and beard has become white from the dark hair he had before, his presence still demands all the respect that comes with his stature. Though his face has started to become old of age, many people still consider Siegmund still handsome in a stoic sort of way.

Important items:

Locket- Though not helping him in any, this item is a memento to remember the love of his life, the wife he had lost so long ago.

Dueling Gloves- Though again, not serving any other purpose than pure look, these seemingly indestructible gloves have never left his side, should a need arise to fight in combat.

Short Bio:

The head of the Holderlin noble family, Siegmund from the time he was a child, he had despised his father and grandfather as they rested on the laurels that his great-grandfather had worked himself nearly to death to earn, but throughout the years, he simply watched his family waste away their enormous wealth while he planned for his time to become the head of the family, and when he did, the family took a very different path.

His fore-fathers before him had been opposed to the policies of the emperor and had nearly started rebellions by themselves in their foolishness, however he worked to do the exact opposite during his lifetime. As soon as the new emperor ascended the throne, he used all his political savy to aid the emperor as best as his wealth and titles allowed him to.

At one point, he even offered his own eldest daughter as wife to the emperor... and sure enough, the years he spent siding with the emperor had worked. He had accepted and now his own family was tied to Reich's own. However, unlike his parents before him, he did not stop there to rest on his laurels, all his life he worked to better improve the standing of his family both in the empire and in the eyes of the emperor.

To show that, he even aided the emperor with his own regular troops and with His Hunters, hunting down and assassinating those he could and defeating those he could either in combat or in duels. Even now after the rebellion, his spies work tirelessly to find out even the slightest trace of dissent and his Hunters work to put down anyone that might think of disturbing the Empire's peace.

Starting Faction:

Die Kaiserjäger(The Emperor's Hunters)- The Hunters were founded two generations ago by Siegmund's father, though during his and his father's time they were only called Die Jägers and served only as glorified bodyguards of his family and though they did more than a perfect job with this, for what Siegmund wished, he had to overhaul them, to expand their horizons.

During his time, he has spent large amounts of his earned wealth to train his old guards by professional soldiers and had them train a new generation of guards picked from the orphan children of the realm, nobody would miss them and with him raising them, they were bound to have their loyalty. These new guards however, served more than bodyguards, whilst some were trained as close quarter warriors, some of them were trained as mages and a few more of them were trained as spies to serve for his own interests.

However, when his eldest daughter married the emperor, in his honor, he renamed them to their current names and offered their services to the emperor to serve him as faithfully as they had served him. However, though they serve the emperor, they have not forgotten where their true loyalties lie, with their own master, the one who saved them from death.

Currently, he is using of his estates as a training ground for his newest generation of loyal bodyguards, mages, warriors... and hunters.

Spell List:

Iron Body(Change)- This spell developed by himself to aid him in both protecting him and in combat turns the outer layer of skin of the user to something akin to iron offering both more protection and allowing the user to pack more of a punch than he usually does.

Exceptional Skill List:

Exceptional Unarmed Combat x3: Though he could have as well learned to fight with weapons, Siegmund has always preferred to fight with his own to bare hands and all the training and the duels he fought throughout the years has honed his skill in combat so much that even with his bare fists he could punch through steel armor and through the flesh of an opponent even without his Iron Body Skill.

Exceptional Endurance: Though not as honed as his combat techniques, after all the punishment his body has received, it too has begun to harden so that he may better handle hits from other opponents.

Exceptional Diplomacy: Siegmund has lived most of his life in court and as such, he has become quite exceptionally skilled in his way of using words.

Intrigues of Venedig - A Fantasy RP (18+)

Elyria Elis

Name: Elyria Elis

Age: 20 years old

Physical Description: A beautiful young woman with long silver hair, emerald green eyes and a slender and highly flexible body

Important items:
Arguably her most important possessions, the two double-bladed daggers she has on her are expertly crafted and expertly refined silver daggers given to her by her former master for her job and though she hates her master now, she keeps them to remind herself of what she truly desires.

Short Bio:

Elyria did not really remember much from her early childhood, the only thing that stuck in her memory was her master saying "You and your kin will be very useful to me!" before the rest blurred very quickly and any further memory vanished.

As years passed and her memory became clearer, she would find that the person who had said those words had become her and what was left of what he called her kin's master and that they all had become slaves, though none of the children there even remembered what their life before this was and how they had become slaves in the first place.

What was more surprising was that instead of training them in different menial tasks or selling them, he had hired skilled trainers and mages to teach them how to fight, how to survive and many sorts of magic, though many were more focused and combat more than anything else. She herself was trained by a few people, a few of them were spies that taught her how to be stealthy, a few more of them were (odd enough) foreign dancers that taught her to become flexible and agile. The last people to train her were several previously convicted assassins that in exchange for training her to be the best she could be with knives, daggers and short-swords, her master would use his influence and at least save them from being executed.

The trainings were harsh, especially with the assassins, who were forced to do this, but nevertheless, the training had paid off. By the end of her training, Elyria had become agile, stealthy and very skilled with daggers. Her kin had also become quite efficient in their training, be it simple combat with swords, to even many sorts of magic, yet none even bothered to question why this certain man was bothering to train them so hard.

Halfway through their training, they were all moved to one of the large estates their master purportedly held and were mostly allowed freedom outside their training, though they were not allowed to exit the estate at all unless their master gave them his express permission and for another year, nothing really changed, until...
In one of the days, during what would normally be their training time, instead of their trainers showing up, large groups of soldiers and some mages showed up armed to the teeth and surrounded the estate. The leader of these soldiers came up and shouted that their master had become displeased with them and so, they would all be killed as a result.

For a few moments, silence followed as her kin processed what was actually happening, but the soldiers did not wait for them and after a few seconds passed, pikes and swords were prepared, a charge was ordered and combat started. While Elyria knew that she was very skilled in combat, she would be killed by the vastly superior numbers of the unknown soldiers, so instead of outright combat, she opted to sneak out of the estate taking advantage of the battle that was taking in place in courtyard of the estate.

And as if by seemingly impossible luck, she was able to escape through the combat and find a dozen more of her kin close by and together with them, they were able to escape outside the estate, to find out that the estate itself was quite close to the city of Venedig.

So, all of the people there promised to one another that they would get their revenge for their fallen kin one day by trying to finding the man, their former master, question why he would do something like this and then finally killing him, though for now, they had to establish themselves in the city.

Starting Faction:
The Silver Daggers- The guild recently started by her and her kinsmen once they escaped the clutches of their master, named after the pair of silver daggers she received from her master during her training. Though they hide their past about their pasts, the members of the guild act as killers for hire, with each person in her guild having their own unique way of killing their target.

Though they take jobs to kill anyone, they are not very willing to kill anyone that is directly associated with the city's government, or directly associated with the emperor as it would draw too much attention to them and possibly mean the end of them if their hideout is discovered.

Elyria and the faction's secret mission however, is to and has always been to find their previous master and to enact revenge for his senseless killing of their kin.

Spell List: None

Exceptional Skill List:

Exceptional Stealth x2: Elyria is quite a stealthy and light-footed character, her steps barely make any noise and to most people, she simply blends in with whatever's around, unable to see her, though a person with more acute sight or hearing may see or hear her.
Exceptional Dagger Combat x2: Elyria was taught at the order of the master she now despises to be taught to fight with knives, daggers and short-sword should the need arise and though she's decently skilled with the other two, her skills with the daggers are nearly top notch, though she knows that she still is nowhere near the skill level of her former master.
Exceptional Agility: Elyria's body is not very resistant, and as such, she has adapted to be very agile to dodge the attacks of larger and slower targets.
Exceptional Seduction: Though she does not like to use this certain skill very often, due to her pleasing physique, Elyria has learned on her own to seduce people, regardless of their gender to quite an advanced level, controlling their actions with her words, though at her current level of skill, she has to seduce her target once every two days or the effect will fade. Also, more strong-willed characters have a good chance of resisting her charms.

@Letter Bee@Tyki
Here is my first character, sorry if you may find some mistakes, I wrote this after a general lack of a lot sleep for two days in a row so there may be a few errors here and there.

Intrigues of Venedig - A Fantasy RP (18+)

@Stitches

Then you're gonna like my second character owning her, but the type of chores she'll be doing(and trained to do) might be quite different from the norm and she might wear other clothes than you might expect, though other than that, he'll be quite nice to her if she obeys his orders.

Intrigues of Venedig - A Fantasy RP (18+)

@Tominas

Well... I certainly would not mind it and it would make sense after all. It could the auctioning of the nobles that revolted and their families followed by regular slaves after that.