Kitty

Stranded: Prisoner's Tale (sci-fi/fantasy Med casual)

I might throw in some sort of crazy dude who wants to be pointed in the direction of things to kill, but the likelyhood is low

@The Angry Goat

Hey i have one of those! Ours could be friends XD

Rebellion is Our Calling, and why we rise!(closed)

Two days later…

Fenros sighed as he entered his room and shut the door. He took his sword belt off and placed it on his chair before falling into his bed, armor and all. He didn’t care, he was too exhausted after dealing with new recruits, paperwork, planning security details for separate trips for the King, Prince Aaron, and El. As well as dealing with a few incidents with some of his men. The day wasn’t even over yet and he came back to his room to get some time alone. He closed his eyes for a moment...perhaps a quick nap would help.

Eleanor had been looking for Fenros and was told by a servant that he had been seen going towards his room. She knew he was probably taking a break but she had enough of their friendship being in rambles for much too long, and she was going to see to it that things would be fixed today. Besides, she had already informed Ritza of the plan and thus needed a guard to accompany her for her afternoon ride. So once she arrived to his room she knocked on his door and waited for him to answer.

The knock on the door jolted him from his sleep. Apparently he was really tired as he passed out almost immediately after laying down. He grunted as he rolled out of his bed and onto his knee, pushing himself up as he got leverage with his arms. ”IF I HAVE TO KNOCK ONE MORE HEAD IN…” He yelled as he opened the door, stopping suddenly as he saw Eleanor. His eyes wide for a moment before Clearing his throat. ”Pr…” He stopped himself with a quick glance behind her. ”El… forgive me for that.”

With a smile and a slight laugh Eleanor shook her head, “Don’t worry about it, I assume the men have been giving you trouble?” She asked, cocking her head to the side, trying to have one of their old normal conversations with him.

Still surprised that Eleanor was standing in front of him, it had been awhile since they had spoke actually, not counting official business or trips. But here she was standing before him and with a smile on her face. Something he had not seen in awhile as well...directed towards him that is. Suddenly realizing that he was silent for a few moments...staring. He quickly scratched the back of his head and gave a slight smile of his own. ”Uh...y-yes. For stupid reasons, but enough to cause a ruckus. I feel like being a General to these men can be like herding cats at times. Unbelievably frustrating,” He said looking down at the floor for a minute. Not realizing his hair was all out of sorts from laying down.

The smile on her face ever so slightly faltered as the General began speaking and stuttered, almost feeling as if he didn’t want her there but she mentally shook the feeling away and kept the smile on her face as he spoke, laughing as he compared the men to cats. “I personally feel they are more closely related to dogs than cats.” Eleanor commented watching as he looked down, finally noticing his hair which caused her to let out a giggle. She tried covering up the giggle with her hand while looking at his hair but it was rare to see him with hair like that so she couldn’t help but to continue to giggle at the sight of it.

He nodded with a smile, it was a fair statement. Though they were not as obedient as a dog. However before he could say that he looked up to see her covering her mouth as she was giggling. Her comment was funny...but he didn’t think it was THAT funny. He was confused for a moment and could not help but smile at her contagious giggle. That is till he noticed her eyes looking above him. Well not above him but at his head. A few moments and he suddenly realized he had just woken from a nap, and did not bother to even quickly run his hand through his hair.

His face suddenly turned red at the thought of how his hair looked in front of the princess. Normally, he wouldn’t care and laugh it off. But with the princess it was different. He quickly raised his right hand and ran it through his hair a few times, still red with embarrassment. He then cleared his throat no way he could pass it off, so he decided to just go with the embarrassment.”You caught me after a nap. Not everyone looks as radiant as you do when you wake up from one,” He said with a smile, as his mind finally clicked into gear.

Eleanor’s giggle turned into a soft laugh as she watched him turn red and run his hand through his hair, fixing it. To get herself to stop she cleared her throat and bit her bottom lip while smiling. Watching him fix his hair with simply just his hand made her realize she was a bit jealous of the fact he could do such a thing and look good, even though he still looked good with the wild hair. Upon him complimenting her, El’s cheeks began to heat up and become tinged with pink.

“I beg to differ on that statement.” Eleanor began, placing her hands on her hips. “The amount of time I am forced to sit in the morning while they fix me up to the beauty standard of royalty is ridiculous. I do believe I have ranted to this about you many times before.” She pointed out raising an eyebrow at him, questioning if he had forgotten with the look in her eyes.

Fenros only smiled more when she turned a tinge pink at his words. She then defiantly disagreed with his statement. Bringing up an old Rant, to which he nodded with her statement of going over this before. “Indeed you have, many times about a process which highly unnecessary for you.“ He said as he closed his eyes and bowed his head to her. He smiled, as his day's worries seemed to just float away while speaking to El once again, just like they used to. He caught onto this as well, and a small ache reminded him of the past few years of awkwardness between them. It felt like lost time to him.

Looking back at her he then wondered why she was here again...being so pleasant with him. ”Yet again El, you have brightened my day with your beauty and laugher, for which I am grateful. May I ask what I can do for you in return?”

When he bowed his head she sighed, remembering why she originally came here in the first place. That small formality left a small ache in her chest, had it been five years ago before the assassination attempt he wouldn’t bother with such a thing when no one else was around. Sure he was using her old nickname but she could still feel that he was withdrawn, that there was an awkwardness between them that she didn’t care for.

Just like before his compliment once again warmed her cheeks and she wasn’t sure why she was blushing so easily. It didn’t matter though, she had a task she needed to focus on. “Actually there is something I need right now. I need you to come with me on my afternoon ride. I already had the stable hands ready your horse and mine, it’s best we don’t leave them waiting much longer.” Eleanor turned and left towards the stables, leaving no room for argument.

Fenros raised his eyebrows when she told him that she needed him to come with her on her ride. He blinked a few times. Wondering what happened to Ritza, as she normally rode with her of course. But before he could ask, she turned and promptly left clearly for the stables. ”But…” he started, realizing it was foolish to try and speak to her when she was walking away. He quickly reached over and grabbed his sword and belt and tied it on as he jogged after the princess. His armor clanking and chainmail shifting as he did. He then came up behind her and to her right, Memories flooded his thoughts when he got into such a familiar position.

Oh he longed for the more simple days when he spent them with the princess. He looked to her as he asked, ”Of course I would be honored to join you on your ride, but may I ask what for? It has been so long since we rode together.”

Hearing him run up behind her and settle into walking besides her gave her a feeling of nostalgia, so many times they had been in this exact position before…. Oh how she missed it. “Well that is part of the reason, but you can know more later.” Eleanor informed him.

~~~~~~~Time Skip~~~~~~~

Pulling the horse to a halt she slid off her horse and led it to a place where she tied it up so it couldn’t run off but could still feed on the grass near by. Eleanor had brought them out to the old clearing the two of them used to train Eleanor in archery. She thought it would be a good place to bring up the conversation she was going to be bringing up. While waiting for Fenros to get off his horse she strolled up to the tree that used to hold the target and traced one of the holes in it from an arrow, memories running through her head of the old times, when things were easier between them two.

Fenros admittedly was worried as they rode, being silent most of the way. The way she avoided his questions, he knew it was not a ride just for old times sake. When they came to the old clearing He couldn’t help but smile a little bit. He had too many fond memories here with her. Even though they haven’t been here together in many years… he found himself here many times himself to think.

He quickly tried to get off his horse to help her off, but she was already down. He frowned slightly, then realized things definitely changed when Ritza took over as her guard. He hesitated for a moment before dropping down and allowing his horse to wander off. Never did he worry about the horse, as he was well trained. Making his way over behind the princess as she traced old holes from her arrows he then said softly. ”Something tells me you didn’t want to come train today...unless…” He glanced around the tree to make sure she didn’t have a bow hidden. ”I’m the target?”

Eleanor shook her head with a soft forced smile, “No, no you aren’t the target…” She sighed and looked at her hands as she picked at the pattern on her dress. “I brought you out here because I want to fix our friendship. I don’t know what I did five years ago that upset you and made our friendship start to just fall apart but I can’t take it anymore Fen! I miss the old us, it hurts every time you are formal with me. Until today you always just acted like the General around me, not Fenros. What is wrong? Please tell me.” She looked up at him with a pained expression, her eyes begging for an answer.

Fenros lowered his head. For a split second he was relieved, happy and excited for this. The next he was pained, hesitant and once again worried. He opened his mouth to speak. His eyes connecting with hers and his voice got stuck where it was. After a moment he sighed and turned away, unable to look at her with that pained expression on her face. The fact that he knew it was his fault for her pain. He didn’t want to tell her, he felt childish and selfish for even thinking this all these years now.

He looked to her and remembered his own pain as well though. He turned back to her and said. “El… I never wanted this. I never wanted for our friendship to end up like this, but I couldn't help it. Five years ago when Ritza became your new bodyguard… you seemed more than thrilled to have her, and to get away from me. I tried to make it so we could spend time together in SOME way. But you clearly were happy just with her.” He was shocked at what he said, he wasn’t expecting himself to say it like that or at all. But it was out now. At least part of it.

Her eyes widened in shock, she could not believe what he was saying… that he was bringing Ritza into it nonetheless. “Do NOT bring Ritza into this. This is between us and has nothing to do with her!” Eleanor exclaimed glaring at him.

”It has everything to do with her! That is when it all started!”He quickly shot back waving his arm to the side. His irritation flaring up. ”How does it not?!”

“Because it doesn’t! Other people shouldn't matter when it comes to OUR FRIENDSHIP! You don’t think I missed having you as my bodyguard! Cause I did, but Ritza is also my friend and if I had to have anyone else guard me… I am glad it was her.” Eleanor began pacing angrily, “Also if either of us tried to make it so we could spend time together, it was me! You always tried to spend as little time around me as possible! Maybe this friendship isn’t worth saving since I was the only one who ever tried for the past five years.”

Fenros narrowed his eyes, ”I tried El. But there were many times I would only get the cold shoulder from you! Then I finally got it and stopped trying so hard. It would never be as it was, not with my new responsibilities. Not with your father watching me so closely. When I get the opportunities to be near you, things happen, and I turned into the bad guy because I got worried about you.” He stopped himself and cursed silently while turning away from her. He didn’t feel like he was being clear enough.

Crossing her arms, she rolled her eyes at him. “Yeah it’s my fault…” She sarcastically commented while he spoke. After he finished she scoffed, “The father excuse! How original! The Fenros I used to know would never let his job or my father stop him from being my friend, when has it ever done so before! I guess I don’t know you anymore, no matter how much it hurts..”

Cutting her off. ”Think about it El? If I did such a good job protecting you that day… why...why!? Would he put me in charge of the Vanguard a month later? There are far more talented men than me! Hell we are speaking about your father… who locked away your own mother! What would he do to you if he found out you were so friendly with me? Execute me, I don’t care, I was worried about you. I’m not sorry about that.” He said walking closer to her.

“DON’T BRING MY MOTHER INTO THIS!” Eleanor shouted before taking a deep breath, her mother was a sore topic for her. “Why the hell would you worry about me? You think I care about my father’s opinions. He is insane, all the lords are insane… Who I care about are you, Ritza, the people. But right now I am focusing on you! Fen, I just want my friend back!” El ran her hands through her hair messing up the fancy braid in it, but not caring at all. She was stressed, angry, and so many other emotions at once. All the emotions caused her to start pacing again, it was her habit when she became stressed or angry.

Fenros sighed. He knew in his heart not to talk about her mother. No one even knew the reason why she was even locked away in the first place. His shoulders dropped though as she continued. “Well I’m sorry for caring so much for what your insane father could do to you!” he threw up his hands and began walking away. He stopped, debating if he should even say anything. Her father was part of it of course, but her saying she just wanted her FRIEND back felt like a hot dagger cutting into his heart.

Suddenly turning around and walking up to her again. ” I’m sorry! But we can’t just be friends anymore El. You wanna know why I stopped trying to be around you? Do you really want to know?” He said as he stopped a foot away from her.

“Why!? Is it because of Ritza? Because I’m related to insane people? Please do tell me why?!” Eleanor exclaimed stopping in front of him glaring at him.

“Because it HURTS! I am physically and mentally in pain when I’m around you. I felt this pain for the first time we were here! When we were almost caught when you almost hit Lord Grier. I’ve felt this pain every day since. From the time I wake up, till I go to sleep.” He stopped himself. He knew he shouldn’t say it. It would only make things worse. There was no way she would ever feel the same way… he was JUST a friend.

Blinking in shock Eleanor didn’t know how to respond or how to feel. She knew what he was getting at and it had her confused in so many ways. Of course she had thought about them like that a few times but she immediately stopped thinking about that, knowing she would never get any relationship outside of an arranged marriage. Plus when she thought of it, she became confused by how she felt towards him and now those feelings were intensified. She opened her mouth a few times trying to form words but she couldn’t think of anything to say, instead just standing there in shock.

Fenros took a breath and lowered his eyes. He after a moment he looked back at her and saw the shock on her face, he just felt even more pain shoot through him. The thought of it was so shocking to her of course she wouldn’t have expected him to think that about them. He was just a lowly Lord… and glorified bodyguard now.

He shook his head ” I know… because of our positions, any notion of being more than was quickly dismissed, you are the princess, I just a lowly guard. So I said nothing. I forced myself to ignore those feelings. I tried to move on, but I can’t fool myself any longer. “ he looked at her for another moment, her shock still present. Which only made him feel worse. He didn’t know what else to say, or know how she would react. He hoped… this didn’t ruin everything.

It took some time but eventually her shock passed and she was able to finally put words together, “Fen…” Eleanor looked at him, worry and a mix of sorrow on her face. “I-I never knew and I wish I could say something back that would make you feel better, make the pain go away but I can’t. I don’t know how I feel. I’m confused by my feelings towards you now more than ever so I have no way to respond.”

She looked down, no longer able to look at him, and let out a breath, tears forming in her eyes. “I will understand if you wish to not be friends with me anymore, I do not want to cause you pain… that is the last thing I would ever want to do to you. You mean to much to me Fenros. If it would be better for you to no longer see or talk to each other except for business reasons then we should do that, but just know… I will always see you as a friend. Dependent on what I learn after deciphering my feelings, maybe even more.” Eleanor whispered the last part to herself because deep inside she knew it was true, but all her emotions were much too confusing for her right now to really see it.

There it was, just like he expected. He did not dare look back at her, he was feeling different emotions himself. He was angry, heart broken, full of guilt. It didn’t help when he could tell even without looking she was getting teary eyed. Which only caused him more pain. He was hurting her because of his selfishness… He glanced at her but immediately closed his eyes as his heart wrenched again.

He’d rather die a thousand deaths than know he hurt her...and continuing to hurt her by saying he did not want to more time with her if it were like this. Honestly it sounded horrible...he loved her, she knew it now...and yet still just wanted to be friends. Act like everything was normal. Every girl seemed to think that would work...it just didn’t. But he couldn’t see her cry anymore...He would willingly put himself through hell to stop it.

Sighing he said,“I’m sorry… for bringing it up. I’m sorry for ruining our friendship these past five years… I don’t want to hurt you anymore either. Honestly I think even avoiding you even more would only make it worse…I just want to see you smile, as long as you’re happy...I'll be happy.” He said wanting this conversation to be over...to forget about it as best they can.

Eleanor did the only thing she could think to do at the time, she latched her arms around his waist and buried her face into his chest as tears poured down her face. The pain of five years mixed with the emotions of the conversation had come to a peak, she just wanted to move on for now. So she hugged Fenros tighter, despite how hard it was to do with his armor on.

Fenros froze at her hug. His eyes wide as he looked down at her with her head against his chest. He tried to remember the last time he held the princess like this… definitely not in the last five years. Conflicting emotions rose yet again for him as he slowly wrapped his own arms around her. He was felt it was like a slap in the face to him...yet at the same time he was grateful for it. He held her tightly to him, but not too much. He did still have his armor on. He closed his eyes and and lowered his head, his cheek resting on her temple lightly. He didn’t know what to say right now…. he didn’t want this moment to end.

Minutes passed as Eleanor refused to let go, they hadn’t ever had a fight as bad as that one had just been. But the hug… it was helping to push that all to the back of her mind and remember all the good times the two had once shared. She also was reminded of when she almost lost him, this fighting causing her to come close to losing him again. El couldn’t imagine life without him, she honestly didn’t believe she could fully function without knowing she could see Fen. That’s how much he meant to her, now she just needed to fully figure out what that truly meant.

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Eleanor sat up on her bed and placed a hand on her chest. Her heart was beating fast as bits of the memory replayed in her head. It had only been days prior that the two of them had that argument... that lead to his confession. Now? Now Fenros was locked in the dungeons considered a traitor! The one thing she knows he could never be. But that didn't matter, in days he would be executed and she'd have to learn to live life without him.

Life without Fenros? The princess didn't even know what that was anymore, even in these past five years he was a constant in her life. Even trying to imagine living without the possibility of hearing his voice, his laugh; of seeing him training or talking to the other men of the vanguard or even flirting with the ladies of the court... imagining that life hurt El too much. Caused her too much pain. If only she had figured them out sooner, she could have told him. They could have run. But now it was too late. Fenros was going to be executed without knowing. Without knowing that...

She loved him.

Stranded: Prisoner's Tale (sci-fi/fantasy Med casual)

Pandora

Another one

Race
Human

Age
Won't tell anyone her real age and no one cared to find her birth certificate so they guessed around early 20's based off appearances and how long she's been killing.

Gender
Female

Equipment
- Second outfit in case she wishes to change
- One of those wallets that can hold a bunch of pictures filled with pictures of her 'babies', aka pictures of her victims [Was confiscated by the guards after she showed her babies off to the guards and happily hit a guard in the face with it all slap happily]

Attunement/enhancements
Life and Water

Unique Ability
Blood Manipulation
once she has made contact with the blood she can manipulate it, whether her own or not. Just as long as nothing is blocking it, she can use it.The blood also does not have to be human.
Limitations
+ if someone pricks their finger on something and she finds their blood on the something she can't
do shit cause it would have already clotted plus she doesn't know who is bleeding
+ if she touches someone's small cut she can't go ripping out the blood from everywhere, only blood can
flow from the cut the blood she touched was coming from. (Doesn't mean she can't make the cut bigger though.)

things she can do

Personality
Pandora is a psychotic, insane freak. If you run into her... well you better hope she is too caught up in her own insane world. If she isn't well you get to see her sadistic and masochist side. This girl loves pain, it could be her own or someone else's pain; to her, it really does not matter as long as there is pain..... and blood. Lots and lots of blood. Let's not forget she is the eccentric type of crazy, some people think her mind is stuck at the child stage of development which is why she acts like she does minus the murdering but it isn't, she definitely enjoys blood and pain too much sometimes.

Bio
Pandora had a pretty normal beginning to life. In general, her life was normal, she had loving parents and an older brother. But she was always a little different. While other kids cried upon getting hurt or seeing their own blood, Pandora smile and laughed at herself and others. It concerned other parents and her own. So she tried to hide it, especially when her ability developed.

That was at first though, then she began experimenting on animals. Neighborhood pets began going missing and eventually they were all found in a horrific scene in a forest. Blood was everywhere and so were body parts. It was a terrifying event for her neighborhood.

For Pandora... it was only the beginning. Soon, young children began to go missing then families were found dead and then eventually the whole neighborhood had been slaughtered including her own family. The girl disappeared after that but horrific murder scenes could be found all around the world as she grew older and then it followed her into space. She continued to just kill over and over until finally, authorities caught up with her

Let's just say the first few times they tried to catch her they didn't bring enough people... First, only four to get her, then only twelve. Finally, for the third time, they brought about fifty. It was still a bloody massacre, they just had to wait her out until she ran out of mana. Then they finally were able to get her and immediately take her to the Alcatraz.

Other
She is about 5'6"
Pandora is her self given name

Rebellion is Our Calling, and why we rise!(closed)

Jem

Name
Jemista Tarres
(Goes by Jem)

Race/Faction
Ouroboros

Age
Appears to be in her mid 20s but she is well in her 70s

Description

A beautiful tanned woman, with silky dark brown-black hair and dark brown eyes that could seem to bore into ones soul. She found a way to stain her lips red using a mixture of some secret things that add to her sultry appearance. Jem tends to wear things that don't leave up too much to the imagination while also being eccentric, along with a snake typically somewhere on her body; around her neck, arm, stomach. She also hates shoes as they get in the way of being able to feel the ground. But while she mostly appears to be a seductress, she also has her looks that make you wonder if demons are real.

After the ritual she gained three levels of snake like appearances, the first is when her eyes become a brilliant gold snake eye. The second is the eyes plush she gains fangs and looses her other teeth. The last are the fangs, the eyes, and then her skin becomes littered with patches of scales all over her body until you get to her shoulders where she becomes fully covered in scales from there up into her face. Her face gaining a snake like appearance.

Her Snake Appearance Levels

Just Eyes

Eyes and Fangs

Full

Class
Left Ear

Motivation
Help her people overthrow Cordath

History

Found and brought to the Ouroboros at a young age, Jem had always had a draw to snakes. She could often be found with at least one lethal snake by her side. Some of the Ouroboros saw this as the perfect opportunity for an ancient ritual they had found called 'The Shedding'. So they began teaching her how to harness more and more mana while collecting more and more dangerous snakes as years went by. Upon Jem turning 20 it was time for the ritual. The ritual would, if the person was the correct fit, use magic to combine the life force of a snake and the so to speak 'human sacrifice', making the human part snake.

Jem happily took the position of the 'human sacrifice' despite knowing she may just end up dying. The Shedding began with some chanting of some spells and then she was thrown into a pit with snakes. At first nothing happened, then one of the larger snakes forced its way into her mouth after biting her and well... it went inside her. Other snakes proceeded to bite her as the snake continued to enter her and the chanting continued. Eventually Jem blacked out and when she woke up the world was much different than it had been before. The ritual had worked, corrupting her and sending her closer to insanity in the process.

After the ritual had been successful Jem spent time training to hone her new magic abilities from being part snake before she was assigned the spot of the Left Ear of the Ouroboros.

'The Shedding'

Strengths

+ Prior to the ritual she trained herself in sword fighting and some minor hand to hand. She isn't the greatest at it but she isn't the worst. It is a backup to her magic.
+ Her smell is enhanced by her magic which helps her and the Ouroboros if needed to track down something or someone
+ Also using her magic she has the ability to pick up on vibrations from the ground, a seismic sense as its called
+ In a way she is part snake so she can produce venom through the fangs she grows but it also makes her almost immune to poison and venomous creatures
+ She can also speak to snakes

Weakness
+ Is a bit psychotic from her time as part of the Ouroboros, so she doesn't always make the brightest of decisions
+ Men, what can she say, she has a certain appetite only they can fulfill. Although women definitely can sustain the appetite.
+ Snakes... she thinks of all snakes as her children and as most mothers are, she is very protective of them

What is the most important thing to know about your character?
She is loyal to her clan but more loyal to snakes. So if someone in her clan fucks with one of her babies... well good luck to them

What is your character's greatest flaw?
Blind following of the leader to the Ouroboros

Why should your character be in a position to influence an entire country?
The Ouroboros should be influencing the country, she is but a cog in the machine.

Thaleia

Name
Thaleia Heinrich

Race/Faction
Kingdom/Town guard

Age
22

Description

Thaleia has chocolate brown hair that is usually a mess and wavy. It contrasts perfectly with her silver shining eyes and pale skin that is littered with some scars from battles and from her childhood.

The warrior can usually be found in her armor but when not she can be found in typically what men would wear, so leather boot, some trousers, a shirt of some sort and on occasion a leather vest of some type or a jacket of some type. On rare occasions she can be found in a dress, but it is rare.

Class
New Vanguard

Motivation
Proving that women can be just as strong as men and protecting the kingdom and it's people. She wants to make it so that anyone like her little sister will be able to survive and thrive in.

History
Born the younger sister of three brothers, she learned to fight at a young age. Mainly it was just wrestling but as her eldest two brothers began training for the guard they taught their younger two siblings. Their father helping with the training also as he was a town guard.

Her mother though, was not the happiest about her learning to fight. Much rather would she have Thaleia inside helping her repair the clothing she was given to repair as the towns tailor. But Thaleia enjoyed the fighting too much and her mother wasn't going to stop her daughter from pursuing something she wished to do.

Then her mother got pregnant again and as the drew closer, Thaleia had to start helping her mother with her business. Even more so when her sister was born, but she didn't resent it. Upon seeing her sister so innocent and pure after birth... she knew she would do anything for her.

Years passed and Thaleia grew stronger still training in fighting but she had a weakness. One that whenever she got in a fight with village boys, they knew to target. It was her younger sister Alice. Alice was very much a girly girl and enjoyed working with their mother. The little girl though, dreamed of finer things and fancy dresses. If the boys mentioned Alice they could bring out Thaleia's wild side and get her in trouble. It was around the age that Thaleia did things like this that her family went quite, that they become less heard of... less heard from.

All else that is known about the family is that Alice passed away. From what or because of what is unknown to all except the family. The family stayed in the quiet until suddenly Thaleia was a part of the town guard and rumors were going around of her working towards going the Vanguard.

Strengths

+Skilled in sword fighting
+ Skilled in Hand to hand combat
+ Is quite agile even in armor, it is something she has worked hard at

Weakness
+ Her family, mainly mentioning of her deceased sister
+ Archery has always been a sore spot in combat for her
+ Being compared to Ritza, she feels she will never be good enough to be on the vanguard and doesn't feel worthy being compared to Ritza even if its negative

What is the most important thing to know about your character?
She looks up to Ritza, as she is the first and currently only female on the Vanguard. It is quite possible that Ritza could sway her to one side or the other.

What is your character's greatest flaw?
Mention of her sister and past can set her off and into a rage quite easily.

Why should your character be in a position to influence an entire country?
As a female within the guard, she knows how to stand strong in the face of adversity.

Stranded: Prisoner's Tale (sci-fi/fantasy Med casual)

@KittyAh, sorry if I was unclear. Wood and paper is indeed organic matter that is no longer living. He would need to make joints in it. For paper he'd fold it like origami. For wood he'd have to carve hinges and the like, which would be very involved. He can do corpses, and he might if he feels he's pushed. But he's squeamish about it. He's not a hardened killer. He's just some dude in a bad situation.

And in that case I'll prolly go human then.

@HeroicSociopath

So are you saying you want to make golems? Because you could do that another way perhaps via earth and life manipulation instead of necromancy under just life manipulation. It would make much more sense if that is what you wanted to do.

Stranded: Prisoner's Tale (sci-fi/fantasy Med casual)

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Okay, fair enough. He's more about animating stuff like wood and paper as opposed to corpses, cause that's kinda grody. Would scaling it down to one human body equivalent work?

@HeroicSociopath

wait wait, animating wood and paper? That's not how necromancy works... I'm just going to have to outright say no to that. I mean it would just sit there. Reanimated wood is.... well wood.... It really doesn't make sense.

Also, something Heck missed is your picture does not work at all for a Tulak. Tulaks are humans with horns. Not humanoid creatures.

Stranded: Prisoner's Tale (sci-fi/fantasy Med casual)

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My Hero Academia: The Next Generation

Raven nodded as Jerome scolded her and Diana, she could really care less. She would back up a classmate again in a heartbeat. After he finished she zoned out, ignoring as other people walked in. Right now her mind was focused on replaying the events of yesterday. What was with that odd boy... also how was she gonna deal with the spirits during class time... both things she had no idea of how to even start, but she'd have to figure something out eventually.

The winged-girl was brought from her thoughts, her red eyes focusing on her teacher as he began to talk. She listened as he explained what he thought were the main two parts to having a 'heroic image'. The first part was personality, that was definitely something Raven would probably never get down. She was quiet, cold, and just didn't enjoy talking to people which was why she really never had any friends apart from some of the spirits. But spirits came and went. The costume part for her was easy, if she even began summoning her soul sword, armor and what could be called a 'costume' appeared over her clothing. The blonde was set... so when the teacher handed out the sheets to fill out with what they wanted for their costumes Raven simply wrote 'Not needed' and set her pencil down, taking the paper up to Jerome. Raven the went and sat back down waiting for everyone else to finish.

(Revival) RWBY: Calm Before The Storm

Jasper pushed herself up on the couch and made her way to be sitting on the side next to where she threw her stuff down. Following in a similar direction of what Bran did, she pulled her quiver up and placed it between her knees before pulling out all the arrows to check them over and make sure they were still in fighting condition while Bran finished informing the team of what their plans would consist of for the rest of the day. When the idea of a warm meal was mentioned, she nodded as she placed arrows back into the quiver.

"A nice warm meal sounds good to me." Jazz hoped back up onto her feet, throwing the quiver over her shoulder at the same time. "If we pick right, we may be able to get more information on the gang wherever we choose to eat. The right food puts you in the gossiping mood." The pink-hair girl smiled at her teammates, finishing putting on her belt and thigh straps that she had picked up while talking. Picking up her swords she spun them a few times before sliding them into their holsters that go from the belt to the thigh straps.

"Ready when you all are."

Stranded: Prisoner's Tale (sci-fi/fantasy Med casual)

@Rune_Alchemist
For the most part, everything is looking a lot better. The only thing left is that we would like to see a better explanation within the bio of how and why she got her cybernetics because the cybernetics are a main part of her (literally a part of her) and who she is. It shouldn't really be something just glossed over because cybernetics would be quite life-changing. That is the only thing we are asking to be added now. After that, you should be good. Thank you for being patient with us.