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A New Land of Fantasy

Agmundr

Name: Agmundr

Age: 23

Race: Human revenant

Appearance:

Agmundr is a large-sized and very bulked-up man with a long red mane of hair. For being a revenant, he's in pretty good shape: A medic won't require more than one quick and educated look to discover clear signs of death, but there's nothing an average person would instinctively find disgusting about him. There's a glow apparently coming from inside his eyes, but it can only be seen when it's dark.

Common skills: Agmundr died as a poor man, at a young age and a long time ago. He can't read or write since these arts were restricted to the more wealthy people even in his days. He's fairly adept in pickpocketing and stealing (yet no lockpicking, if he had to get through a door he waited for the right moment and then brute-forced it).

Fighting skills: The military had a close look at him and decided that for someone with no precursory experience with weapons, yet a very respectable amount of strength and corresponding body weight, something like a sword would do no good. He recieved training in using a spiked mace - a cheaper and less delicate weapon - in combination with a round shield and simple armor not prone to hinder movement in an unexpected way. Unfortunately, his physique doesn't allow for a horse carrying more than just himself without being considerably overburdened by the weight.

Magical skills: In pure theory there is a lot of magic in him, but comparable to the way an ordinary human being can't ask the own brain to unroll any of those automatic algorithms it uses for thinking, Agmundr is not capable of willingly invoking any of his inherent magic in order to achieve any additional effect. One of the 'passive' effects of his inherent magic is a slow but steady self-regeneration that is a bit faster than the healing capability of a living body and that also prevents the onset of decay. On the other hand his body is just plain dead in the biological sense, so he can't expect conventional healing magic to be much of an alleviation...

Languages: He has a bit of a trouble in adapting to the recent Imperial language, but his familiarity with the old ways might help him just as well when it comes to learn a new language that actually is a derivative of what he knows.

Personality: He was shady in his days. One should definitely not leave one's money unattended if he's nearby and doesn't know you. Stealing definitely did help him, but that was because he didn't have much support from his parents that already died when he was a small child. The question is if he will lose this habit if he's embedded into a more stable social structure for a prolonged time or not. Aside from that he does have a slight lack of self-confidence. What he definitely does appreciate are good friends - he didn't have many of them in his days either.

Bio: His (so to speak) first life ended several hundred years ago at an age of 21. At no point in his former existence he was close to being a distinguished person, so probably the only thing you can find are entries of birth and death in the chronicles - given they have survived that long. There is a number of persons who have doubts concerning his claims about who he is. The grave he had been buried in had been fitted with a very cheap gravestone: There was nothing intelligible left of it when he came back to 'life' and left the site, so there's hardly anything left to clearly identify him.

Equipment: Morning star (one-handed), robust round shield, heavy scale armour covering his body, a spangenhelm. For satisfying the needs not associated with combat he has got a backpack filled with brawn, a few bandages (mechanical fixation does help even him), a set of simple civilian clothing, small knife.

Why did he join ?: A whole new continent is an opportunity only few people can experience in their lives. It would be a waste to miss that. Perhaps there will be something valuable to discover or a nice strip of land to settle down ? Since the military currently is the only organization having made landfall it's quite obvious that there will be trouble, but it's worth it. And he hasn't got much to loose on the old one anyway.

A New Land of Fantasy

Does that Like mean that Agmundr is approved ? :)

Still wonderning if there's something I've missed on the 'non combat'-equipment list for a prolonged journey. Just asking out of interest: Will the characters travel by foot or will they be provided with horses ?

A New Land of Fantasy

Having read 'Just play whatever seems fun to you.' and something about characters not having to be too serious, here's my application:

Agmundr

Name: Agmundr

Age: 23

Race: Human revenant

Appearance: Agmundr is a large-sized and very bulked-up man with a long red mane of hair. For being a revenant, he's in pretty good shape: A medic won't require more than one quick and educated look to discover clear signs of death, but there's nothing an average person would instinctively find disgusting about him. There's a glow apparently coming from inside his eyes, but it can only be seen when it's dark.

Common skills: Agmundr died as a poor man, at a young age and a long time ago. He can't read or write since these arts were restricted to the more wealthy people even in his days. He's fairly adept in pickpocketing and stealing (yet no lockpicking, if he had to get through a door he waited for the right moment and then brute-forced it).

Fighting skills: The military had a close look at him and decided that for someone with no precursory experience with weapons, yet a very respectable amount of strength and corresponding body weight, something like a sword would do no good. He recieved training in using a spiked mace - a cheaper and less delicate weapon - in combination with a round shield and simple armor not prone to hinder movement in an unexpected way.

Magical skills: In pure theory there is a lot of magic in him, but comparable to the way an ordinary human being can't ask the own brain to unroll any of those automatic algorithms it uses for thinking, Agmundr is not capable of willingly invoking any of his inherent magic in order to achieve any additional effect. One of the 'passive' effects of his inherent magic is a slow but steady self-regeneration that is a bit faster than the healing capability of a living body and that also prevents the onset of decay. On the other hand his body is just plain dead in the biological sense, so he can't expect conventional healing magic to be much of an alleviation...

Languages: He has a bit of a trouble in adapting to the recent Imperial language, but his familiarity with the old ways might help him just as well when it comes to learn a new language that actually is a derivative of what he knows.

Personality: He was shady in his days. One should definitely not leave one's money unattended if he's nearby and doesn't know you. Stealing definitely did help him, but that was because he didn't have much support from his parents that already died when he was a small child. The question is if he will lose this habit if he's embedded into a more stable social structure for a prolonged time or not. Aside from that he does have a slight lack of self-confidence. What he definitely does appreciate are good friends - he didn't have many of them in his days either.

Bio: His (so to speak) first life ended several hundred years ago at an age of 21. At no point in his former existence he was close to being a distinguished person, so probably the only thing you can find are entries of birth and death in the chronicles - given they have survived that long. There is a number of persons who have doubts concerning his claims about who he is. The grave he had been buried in had been fitted with a very cheap gravestone: There was nothing intelligible left of it when he came back to 'life' and left the site, so there's hardly anything left to clearly identify him.

Equipment: Morning star (one-handed), robust round shield, heavy scale armour covering his body, a spangenhelm. For satisfying the needs not associated with combat he has got a backpack filled with brawn, a few bandages (mechanical fixation does help even him), a set of simple civilian clothing, small knife.

Why did he join ?: A whole new continent is an opportunity only few people can experience in their lives. It would be a waste to miss that. Perhaps there will be something valuable to discover or a nice strip of land to settle down ? Since the military currently is the only organization having made landfall it's quite obvious that there will be trouble, but it's worth it. And he hasn't got much to loose on the old one anyway.

Supernatural London

@shaitarn If you need victims and are interested in some kind of plot hook I would be willing to offer my character as a target for an assassination attempt (that he would survive more or less badly wounded without being able to track back the attacker). In my eyes, Vaughtar would be a perfect candidate for such a thing: His job makes him rather obvious, and those not having to desperately search for alternative explanations because they know that supernaturals exist could rather easily identify him as actually being one of them.

GAME: Crush A Wish

Wish granted. However one day your radio breaks down and during the subsequent, rushed attempt to fix it with nothing more than the very first screwdriver you were able to get hold of in order to poke around a bit, the power grid sends you its greetings and you can't let loose until your house is cut off the supply line because of an unpaid electricity bill.

I wish to be assimilated into a collective of cyborg aliens so I can take control of it.

Supernatural London

@Athinar Okay sorry. Seems I was a bit confused about possible implementations of the idea of occasionally leaving maggots for Adam to find.

Supernatural London

@Athinar If Amam should ask Vaughtar for a ride into the air some day, he should probably tell him about the maggots. Just in case he's ticklish and has to go in for a fast and hard landing if one of these little things hits the right spot and sticks to it :o

Supernatural London

Vaughtar

Name

Vaughtar

Age

230

Gender

Male

Species

Gargoyle

Appearance

Bypassers commonly interpret him as an untreated case of giantism, combined with a personal preference for bodybuilding. He stands more than 8', has extremely thick bones and no less prominent muscles. He appears dark and pale, including his eyes. The only hair on his body is a goatee long enough to dangle from his chin. There's a pair of leathery wings on his back that can be folded together to a compact limb that he hides beneath a cloak.

Personality

Though he looks very intimidating, his behaviour is dominated by non-hostility. Violence is not an option for him unless he feels threatened. Within the supernatural community he is rather outspoken, but to all others he appears as a silent behemoth. He makes a secret of where he exactly lives - that information could easily cost him his life if anyone malicious came to know it.

Skills/Abilites

Vaughtar can read, write and do basic math, but aside from that and the historical knowledge about the country he has been living in for more than two centuries, he's pretty uneducated and untrained. However this should not be confused with a lack of intelligence. It's a matter of access to that education. The strength he has to rely on is..well.. his physical strength that surpasses that of a human being by far and the ability to take a very serious amount of punishment before running into problems. He can carry another person with him into the air (as long as not too heavy). He has improved eyesight, including nightvision.

Weaknesses

He moves sluggishly (especially on his feet) and one can't expect him to fight in an agile, evasive or even sneaky way. His size and extreme weight simply don't allow him to do so and there's not much he can do about it. He needs to regenerate as humans do, however a gargoyle's equivalent to having a nice slumber in a bed is to turn from flesh to stone the moment the sun rises above the horizon - no matter if he can actually see it or not. As humans can delay falling asleep, he can delay that transformation, but doing so weakens him continuously until the next sunrise simply forces him to give way to the urge. Although he is a magical creature to the core, he is not able to actively cast any spell.

Brief history/background

Vaughtar was created by an unknown chiseller during the so called gothic revival in the late 18th century. Most scholars think that gargoyles are the result of a specific type of magical anomaly - that yet is very little known about - attaching itself to those large blocks of stone meant to look like intimidating fantasy creatures. Others think that the chisellers themselves applied the magic. There is simply not enough evidence to confirm any of those theories. Since the gothic era and its renewals have ended a long time ago, the birth rate has virtually dropped to zero. Vaughtar himself has never met the one that carved him, so he can't tell either.
For about the last two centuries, it was rather easy for him to hide, but a growing population, massively increased city illumination, shrinking retreat areas and the ubiquitous presence of cameras forced him to switch strategy. Today he works as a bouncer for a rather prominent discotheque on the outskirts of London.

Supernatural London

Torturing your own characters is fun! Soo... if you should ever run out of giant maggots, how about.. erm.. whatever my character doesn't like. 'Breaking news' and police choppers (or even choppers with assassins on board ?) for example, or prolonged stay in tiny rooms, or the necessity to transform outside and then waking up half a day later with some... white substance produced by a certain species of birds that is present especially in large cities - let's leave it at that - on his head.

Btw. @shaitarn: Having actually re-read the original concept of Vaughtar instead of only remembering it, I noticed that I've forgotten a important piece of the puzzle: Improved eyesight, including night vision. Without that he would be pretty blindfolded during his preferred time of the day, especially at the higher altitudes he's forced to fly at in modern times I think. So if that doesn't blow up the balance, I'd like to add that to the CS. Sorry for that blunder on my side.

Another small question roaming around in my head is if I could legally assume that he has contact to some kind of local supernatural dealer for special needs like shoes, hats etc.. ? I don't think he can just pay a visit to the next shop and tell the salesperson to take the necessary measurements and to just ignore the things he wants to hide under the clothing he wants to buy.

It took me a while, but I (finally!) found a picture that's a rather good approximation to my imagination. Please ignore the glow in the eyes and the small tusks coming out of the mouth.

awake Vaughtar

New York Underground - A modern fantasy war

I'm interested as well. I love gargoyles too much to ignore this. However I already have an application for one pending in another RP that will (hopefully) take off, and two similar chars at the same time is a personal no-go for me, so I can't guarantee.