Role: King of the Kingdom of Man
Name: King Erik Yaromir (Yah-row-meer)
Age: 31
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Appearance: Idea of what he looks like, but more muscular.
King Erik is a well built and strong man. His body has been honed in the royal training yard of his youth, as well as experiencing the horrors of battle first hand during the war between the Elven and Human kingdoms. His brutish physique aside, King Erik is known for his gentle eyes and brilliant smile. He can normally be found in his royal attire, but his custom battle armor isn't far from his throne. His Armor
Personality: Erik is a kind man, compassionate to the plight of the common man, but vindictive to his enemies. His brash side has more to do with his relatively young age. He can be a bit stubborn at times, but when it comes to tactics and making the hard choices, there is no better man for the job.
History/ Background: King Erik had an ideal childhood, what with being a prince and growing up in complete safety from the war that engulfed most of the Kingdom of Xiantha. However, when the boy grew into a young man, he discovered the horrors of war. For several years he learned the hardships of command and the bloody business that is battle, until the two warring kingdoms ceased their fighting to form a doctrine of peace. At first Erik was outraged that his father would accept peace with the Elves, especially since they had beaten them back to their own lands, but when he stumbled into a med ward one afternoon and saw the countless men that wouldn't see the next day, he realized that no good could come from continued aggressions.
In the few years after the treaty was signed, Erik's father grew deathly ill, his regrets and responsibilities finally weakening him into a withering old man. The prince was depressed immensely, watching the man who had raised him and done so much for the entire kingdom, slowly fade away. He knew that this meant he would be king, but this thought didn't bring the young man any solace, as he would have traded his wealth and own health to save his father. Regardless of his feelings, when his father passed a coronation was held after the funeral, in which the crown was bestowed upon him. He blinked back tears as he watched his father carried to the royal burial chambers under the castle, turning his attention to the hundreds of honored guests who had both come to pay their respects and welcome their new king. In the crowd there were even some ambassadors from the Elven kingdoms and he could have sworn he saw some dwarves as well, though they could have just been children. Seeing the ashen faces of the Elves brought an inkling of a smile to King Erik's face. Not because he wanted to see them sad, but the fact they were just as upset as the humans meant the world to the new king. He rose steadily from his throne, feeling as if it were in his blood to be there (which it was of course) and smiled at the crowd before him as he spoke.
“Friends and family, as that is what you all are too me, I thank you for saying farewell to my dear father, as well as making this coronation all the more special for me. You are the back bone of the kingdom, from royal adviser to shoe shiner, from knight to farmer, each and every one of you play a part in what keeps us strong.” King Erik's smile grew at the cheers that erupted in the hall, as well as hearing them echoed from the castle courtyard, where the majority of the cities people had gathered on this day. Turning his gaze on the Elven ambassadors, he raised his right hand to silence the crowd. “Though don't think I haven't noticed our Elven friends here. Yes, I did say friends, your ears are not mistaken my people. The war that devastated both of our lands is long over and this is a time for us to help one another, not wallow in the squabbles of yesterday. I know many of you may find it hard to forgive, just as I'm sure there are elves among you that feel the same towards us, but we must persevere for the betterment of both our kinds. I will do my very best as your king, I swear this too you all. My only wish is that you try to do the same. Now, bring out the feast!”
The Elven ambassadors bowed their heads in respect to King Erik's words, while the entire hall exploded in cheers of joy from all others attending. As servants and cooks began to rush around the room, depositing massive platters stacked high with foods from every corner of the kingdom, the young king turned his attention to the large windows behind him. His gaze swept over the castle grounds and rose to look as far as he could into the city beyond. From this day forward, the kingdom of Man would be brighter than it had ever been before. That much he swore to himself before taking part in the festivities as well.
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I'll keep this short and sweet, maybe. I've been roleplaying since I was 14 back on the forums of some old zombie browser game and have had a soft spot for it ever since. I like to believe I've gotten at least a bit better over the years, but I still find myself shying away from the Advanced RP's. Was a member on Oldguild for around a year before the fall, but have been on-again-off-again with the new site for about the same time. Have tried other places, but I soon grew tired of them and find my way back here. I enjoy fantasy, sci-fi, and sometimes slice of life RP's, though I'm not a fan of doing canon RP's, as I like making my own characters. This isn't to say I don't like playing in fandom worlds, as I love them, but just not playing as one of the actual characters from whatever show/book/movie/comic it's from.
Outside of all that I'm currently enrolled in college and work full time in the receiving department of a warehouse.
Outside of all that I'm currently enrolled in college and work full time in the receiving department of a warehouse.
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I'll post a CS for the Human King tonight after I get back from the gym. Sorry for taking so long.
I'll get my CS up tonight when I get back from the gym, sorry for taking so long to get one up.
Concerning the little debate going between Guy and ActRaiser, I understand what Guy is getting at. Sure with having the ability over magic you will be able to imitate the elemental magics to a certain extent, but it's a whole 'nother subject when talking about ideas/ideals. Purity has no manifestation per say, so mimicking it in some aspect would be a bit difficult. The same could be said for trying to imitate my characters powers (lies, trickery, luck, chance), since they have no real manifestation and can be taken in a multitude of ways. The loophole I could see would be with my trickery aspect, being your character could possible make illusions or something of the sort.
Or I'm just completely confused and not adding anything at all to the conversation. That could be it too.
Concerning the little debate going between Guy and ActRaiser, I understand what Guy is getting at. Sure with having the ability over magic you will be able to imitate the elemental magics to a certain extent, but it's a whole 'nother subject when talking about ideas/ideals. Purity has no manifestation per say, so mimicking it in some aspect would be a bit difficult. The same could be said for trying to imitate my characters powers (lies, trickery, luck, chance), since they have no real manifestation and can be taken in a multitude of ways. The loophole I could see would be with my trickery aspect, being your character could possible make illusions or something of the sort.
Or I'm just completely confused and not adding anything at all to the conversation. That could be it too.
I would like to reserve (Lies, Trickery, Luck, Chance), if possible.
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Medieval/ Fantasy Roleplay-- with spices of thriller, mystery, action and drama!
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10 yrs ago
Forum: Casual Interest Checks
Fantasy RP's are always the best for easing one's self back into RPing, so you can color me interested. As far as position goes, I'd like the Human King or Knight.
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If you could go the rest of your life without hearing 1 song, what would it be?
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10 yrs ago
Forum: Off-Topic Discussion
"You'll Be in My Heart" by Phil Collins, because reasons.
Name: Buster Keegan
Sex: Male
Appearance: Keegan is slight of build, with pale blue eyes, shaved head, and light tan skin. He has an athletic body type.
Backstory: Believe it or not, Keegan was once a crack-shot for the Insurrectionists. This was due in no small part to his upbringing on one of the more remote colonies, having to hunt for food to make sure not only his family, but town were able to have some food in their bellies. The obvious lack of support from the UNSC and the rough environment for which he had grown up, made his decision to join up with this ever going "Insurrection" all the more easier. Keegan saw more than his fair share of battle, though he was more often than not far off from the actual fighting. Within no time at all, the young man had made a name for himself among fellow Insurrectionists, many factions squabbling over whether or not he should be with them or another group. Even the UNSMC began to tell tales of him, as the military discovered that the constant harassment of patrols and ever climbing casualties count was all due to one man. Before any real action could be focused on this, the Covenant had began it's genocide of the outer colonies, and the one Keegan had been hold up on was one of the lucky ones to have the Covenant land on.
The UNSMC forces were bolstered, not by reinforcements, but by the contingent of Insurrectionists on the planet. Keegan and his comrades aided the UNSMC to beat back the Covenant onslaught, surprisingly coming out on top. However, just as the small scouting ship left the planet's orbit (they didn't know at the time it was only that) for easier pickings and to report back to the Prophets, the UNSMC turned their guns once more on the Insurrectionists. Caught off guard, nearly the entire contingent was killed, leaving Keegan one of the few remaining survivors. Though he wished to exact revenge on the quick betrayal, Keegan was soon routed out and found himself restrained. In his mind he expected the soldiers were just holding him to verify their capture, probably for some reward at finally capturing the infamous sniper. Yet, as he adjusted to the lighting in the craft, he found that the people around him looked nothing like the military pukes he'd been fighting for the past few years. Instead, he found himself presented in front of a mysterious older man. Just as he was about to say something none to flattering about the man, the figure spoke.
"You have been a rather interesting subject, Mr. Keegan, rather interesting indeed.." he paused as he noticed Keegan's eyes widening slightly "Why, you're very special, but you know that already. Not many can claim to have shown the UNSMC their own medicine, fewer still have actually done so. I give you an option. You can join a special program I have begun working on and possibly aid me, though don't worry, we aren't associated with the UNSC. Your other option is to refuse, where I will of course turn you over to the UNSMC, who I'm sure will be mighty glad to finally get a shot at you."
"Not much of an option. I guess the only real choice is to sign on with whatever you've got going on here." Keegan grumbled, his eyes focusing on the man in front of him. "Who are you by the way? Be good to at least know the name of my black mailer."
"I'm glad you see it my way, very very glad." the older man said, stepping forward into the light, revealing to Keegan an educated looking man with deep furrowed brows and piercing eyes that seemed to analyze him like a computer.
"I am the Director and welcome, too Project Freelancer."
Flaws: Lacks CQB skills, A bit self centered, not very sociable, cold
Skills: Marksmanship that rivals that of an ODST trooper at medium - long range, ability to stay cool under pressure, and a penchant for being a sarcastic asshole.
Sorry if the back story is a bit rough, just wanted to get out as much as I could without passing out. Well, I'm gonna try and get some sleep now, so I hope I'm able to partake in this RP!
Sex: Male
Appearance: Keegan is slight of build, with pale blue eyes, shaved head, and light tan skin. He has an athletic body type.
Backstory: Believe it or not, Keegan was once a crack-shot for the Insurrectionists. This was due in no small part to his upbringing on one of the more remote colonies, having to hunt for food to make sure not only his family, but town were able to have some food in their bellies. The obvious lack of support from the UNSC and the rough environment for which he had grown up, made his decision to join up with this ever going "Insurrection" all the more easier. Keegan saw more than his fair share of battle, though he was more often than not far off from the actual fighting. Within no time at all, the young man had made a name for himself among fellow Insurrectionists, many factions squabbling over whether or not he should be with them or another group. Even the UNSMC began to tell tales of him, as the military discovered that the constant harassment of patrols and ever climbing casualties count was all due to one man. Before any real action could be focused on this, the Covenant had began it's genocide of the outer colonies, and the one Keegan had been hold up on was one of the lucky ones to have the Covenant land on.
The UNSMC forces were bolstered, not by reinforcements, but by the contingent of Insurrectionists on the planet. Keegan and his comrades aided the UNSMC to beat back the Covenant onslaught, surprisingly coming out on top. However, just as the small scouting ship left the planet's orbit (they didn't know at the time it was only that) for easier pickings and to report back to the Prophets, the UNSMC turned their guns once more on the Insurrectionists. Caught off guard, nearly the entire contingent was killed, leaving Keegan one of the few remaining survivors. Though he wished to exact revenge on the quick betrayal, Keegan was soon routed out and found himself restrained. In his mind he expected the soldiers were just holding him to verify their capture, probably for some reward at finally capturing the infamous sniper. Yet, as he adjusted to the lighting in the craft, he found that the people around him looked nothing like the military pukes he'd been fighting for the past few years. Instead, he found himself presented in front of a mysterious older man. Just as he was about to say something none to flattering about the man, the figure spoke.
"You have been a rather interesting subject, Mr. Keegan, rather interesting indeed.." he paused as he noticed Keegan's eyes widening slightly "Why, you're very special, but you know that already. Not many can claim to have shown the UNSMC their own medicine, fewer still have actually done so. I give you an option. You can join a special program I have begun working on and possibly aid me, though don't worry, we aren't associated with the UNSC. Your other option is to refuse, where I will of course turn you over to the UNSMC, who I'm sure will be mighty glad to finally get a shot at you."
"Not much of an option. I guess the only real choice is to sign on with whatever you've got going on here." Keegan grumbled, his eyes focusing on the man in front of him. "Who are you by the way? Be good to at least know the name of my black mailer."
"I'm glad you see it my way, very very glad." the older man said, stepping forward into the light, revealing to Keegan an educated looking man with deep furrowed brows and piercing eyes that seemed to analyze him like a computer.
"I am the Director and welcome, too Project Freelancer."
Flaws: Lacks CQB skills, A bit self centered, not very sociable, cold
Skills: Marksmanship that rivals that of an ODST trooper at medium - long range, ability to stay cool under pressure, and a penchant for being a sarcastic asshole.
Sorry if the back story is a bit rough, just wanted to get out as much as I could without passing out. Well, I'm gonna try and get some sleep now, so I hope I'm able to partake in this RP!
Pretty sure this should be in the Spam forum, as well as it already being there.
I'll knock up a CS for this once I get back from the gym. Sorry for not checking in.
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