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Name: Ionathan Hepburnberg

Race: Half-Elf

Description: Tall, Honourable,kind-hearted, mid 30s human age appearance.
Age: 53

Gender: Male

Appearance: Dark Green eyes under black eyebrows and short, black hair. At 6 foot 1 Ionathan is above average height for humans and easily stands out with his sharp, elven like features including elf like ears but more rounded and less pronounced, he has a Light skin colour with a small scar on his right cheekbone

Clothing/Armor: A Tabard with the Hepburnberg Coat of arms over a mail shirt with padding underneath. He has a few satchels upon his belt consisting of first aid supplies. Atop his head is a mail coif with a padded lether cap underneath. on casual days, Ionathan wears a plain brown tunic.

Weapons: Ionathan wields a longsword that is usually equiped with his shield that he carries on his back with a Guige when it's not equiped. The shield is a standard kite shield with the Hepburnberg heraldry for a coat of arms.

Skills/Abilities:
An experience fighter-Ionathan's experience in the army has not left him as he remembers the battles he was in and how to take on opponents of different measure.
Discipline and Obedience- As part of his soldier training the iron discipline is still embedded in Ionathan's mind.
Ionathan knows basic first aid with some advance understanding of the significance of wounds.

Backstory: With a human father and a elven mother Ionathan got to learn about both human and elven cultures from an early age. However, His father was a wealthy landowner so his marriage to an elf was most scandalous, this left Ionathan with a resentment of the nobility and few friends. Ionathan in his childhood and adolescents spent his time reading and received a good education via private tutors. When the war broke out Ionathan had just reached Adulthood and being in a noble family he was enlisted as an officer cadet, Ionathan's training at the officers training camp was harsh but effective, at the start he was like any other who had just reached adult hood, full of energy and always cheerful, but by the end he was a disciplined and skilled officer who acted with knowledge and calculation rather than gut feeling. After The training he was assigned to be a Lieutenant of the 35th regiment of foot where he served throughout the war. The 35th served with valor and duty with their most famous action taking place when a strike force went to strike a supply town near the border and the 35th held the road despite repeated enemy assaults until reinforcements arrived, the officers were personally kissed on the cheeks by the ruling official of the town and were offered the best rooms in the taverns while the regiment was resupplied.

After the war Ionathan adopted a girl made orphaned by the war and settled down and bought a cosy 2 bedroomed house in Waeldeshore were he became a guard for the town. Over the years he reflected on his life in the army while growing to like the town and became a respected by his colleagues and the town for his by the book approach to handling situations and his good relation with the Guard Captain. Throughout the years he made sure that his daughter was given the best education he could afford her with his salary, even on the weekends giving lessons himself. He remains in close contact with his parents who visit every month. Ionathan is looking forward to a life of keeping law and order while letting time heal the wounds of war.

After the "happening" at Waeldeshore, Ionathan took over the family estate in the countryside and established it as a fine farming estate. The workers being retired soldiers and victims of the happenings, live in accommodation around the estate and although the pay is modest, Ionathan provides food, warmth and shelter for those who have suffered. Ionathan put aside his sword and picked up the pen becoming Commissioner of Justice, reforming the guard into a more professional law enforcement body. Being part of a noble family Ionathan was put through an arranged marriage with was easy to arrange due to the fame he gained in fighting the demons, while the couple are not a "lovey dovey" pair they both love each other dearly and have enjoyed there years of marriage which soon gave them a son. Ionathan’s Adopted daughter was accepted by Ionathan’s wife with open arms and now has become the state ambassador traveling around the world promoting friendship and trade between nations. One day Ionathan received a strange letter from Genevieve calling him to once more take up arms, Ionathan immediately informed his wife of the letter and his intent to leave. Although leaving his wife and child to themselves weighted heavy in Ionathan’s heart he departed several days later.

Alignment- Lawful good
(I'm sure that there's a few grammatical errors and I apologise as it is getting late over here in blighty so I'll update any errors soon)
I'm getting hyped up for this
I know I'm not really around that much so my opinion is probably worthless, but I would go for the reboot option. This was my first RP and I feel that my posts have been rather sub-standard I'm hopefully improving and a fresh start would allow me to iron out a few kinks in Ionathan personality and character. It would also allow anyone to tweak their character if they felt that they would prefer to be something else.

But above all, I would like to thank everyone in this RP for putting up with a newbie like me with my bad posts and horrible grammar mistakes. I wish you all the best of luck in your future endeavours.

<Snipped quote by Jon Y>

You don't have lectures... Or is that something for second year history?


Twas for IT my boi
Sorry for the poor grammar and spelling of my post, I had to go to a lecture so I had little time to proof read.
Ionathan braced for the demons charge, but just as it was getting close a bolt struck into its side, the force of the bolt stopped the demons charge in its tracks making the demon stagger to one side. Ionathan looked in the direction where the bolt came from and saw Ioannes who gained nothing but approval from Ionathan, the shot had been calculated in such short time that only the most skilled would be able to accomplish.

Turning his attention back to the demon who had now recovered made numerous attempts to get past him to the scholar but each time a swing from his longsword deterred the demon from his path. Ionathan now when on offensive, starting off with wide swings to get more distance between the demon and the scholar, then using short quick slashes and thrusts to keep the demon on its toes.

But Ionathan knew he was bound to make a mistake and soon enough he made a swing with too much force and could not go back into his stance quickly enough. The demon cast a force of energy that caught Ionathan in stomach, Ionathan flew backward landing on his back, rolling on the ground he quickly recovered only to gag at the feeling in his stomach.

All of a sudden the pain went away and his body was filled with strength, he straightened himself up and looked at the demon. Ionathan now felt righteous in his cause to kill the demon and launched himself in to another fight with the demon how now had made it dangerously close to the scholar.

With his renewed mind and body Ionathan attacks were like a furious rain of steel upon the demon who now had to give ground with almost every attack. The Demon tried to use another spell but Ionathan saw this one coming, he crouched instantly and with a precise lunge pierced the demons hand with the tip of his sword. Ionathan pulled back his sword from the wound it made, twisting as he did so to cause more damage to the demons flesh.

Giving ground himself so that a few feet were now in between Ionathan and the demon he levelled his sword one more. “Demon, you have fought well but clearly you must see that you have be bested". This boost was meant to give his friends enough time to gang up on the demon, he hoped it was enough.
@The Harbinger of Ferocity, @Letter Bee, @The Fated Fallen, @IcePezz, @ArenaSnow
@Jon Y! Sorry to call you, but I need you to post!

Orders received and understood, expect a post sometime tomorrow
Yeouch!

Anyway, you're British?

Cool.


Indeed home of the stiff upper lip and pretending to be a more powerful country than we actually are.
Sorry for posting so late, I don't know about the rest of the world but here in good ol'blighty the website was down for the day.
Ionathan turned around just in time for an ice spike to impale itself into his shield, immediately he crouched behind his shield only to realize that there were no more incoming projectiles. He looked around at the other guardsmen. All had either dived for cover or were writhing on the floor in agony with ice spikes protruding out of arms, legs and chests. Just then, dazzling light made Ionathan turn his head away, the scholar had responded to the demon's attack but was left vulnerable.

Checking the guardsmen around him he decided to act alone, he could not ask any more from his men. After the scholar stopped her attacks Ionathan placed himself between her and the demon which was moving closer at every moment.

To attract the demon's attention he threw his shield aside, judged the distance between him and the demon and threw his spear. The spear missed the demon which made no attempt to dodge the spear as it went flying past. Ionathan knew that it was unlikely to survive a fight with a demon one on one but his duty was to protect the scholar and he would do this till his last breath.

Drawing his longsword which had his family's words engraved on the cross guard, "Duty Above All". Ionathan pointed his sword at the demon and with a deep breath said "Come demon, show me what passes for fury amongst your misbegotten kind". Hopefully the demon would focus on him with this open challenge. Advancing a few feet forward Ionathan braced for the demon's onslaught.

@The Harbinger of Ferocity, @Letter Bee, @The Fated Fallen, @IcePezz, @ArenaSnow
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