Lauder

Divinus: The God RP, Mk. III. Finished in Record Time™!

Once there was an eternal talk, a conversation that lasted untold eons with many voices in once being. Yet, there was an ever-growing faction amongst the voices, a faction that wished to bring a break amongst the endless conversation, to bring an age of silence. The Eternal Talk did not wish to stop its talk, unyielding in compromise and unwilling to listen to the other. Thus, the ever-growing silence separated itself from the Eternal Talk and formed another entity. The two beings did battle, both with words and of physical strength.

This war would last for eons, the voices of the Eternal Talk began to falter and would join the silence, joining what was named ‘Vakk’. It was Vakk who was winning, bringing forth the age of silence as every conversation needed to come to an end. Yet, just as he was about to deal the killing blow, just as he was about to convince the few remaining voices, the Eternal Talk cast Vakk from the realm. As Vakk was cast out, he felt a pull into another realm which he could not avoid nor even deny, as much as his soul would object. It was this ‘Architect’ that had pulled Vakk from the torrent of souls.

It was the Architect who had caused Vakk to lose.

In the water, the beast reformed itself. First, it reformed the many tendrils, the flesh of his body creeping along as it formed the core of the body, over fifty fathoms long. Soon it reached the head, a fleshy hood coming to cover the “face” and sides of the beast. Red gums formed last, with yellowed and jagged teeth erupting forward as the arrangement of teeth curled into a sinister frown as he turned to face the Architect as he rose from the water. Upon feeling the radiating power, however, Vakk recoiled and averted his gaze elsewhere.

He saw the other souls, the souls that the Architect had infused with divine essence to make them his equals. Then waves came from a bellowing roar of dominance, washing away some of the smaller beings, but not Vakk. He was large enough to simply weather the storm. His gaze watched and waited for a moment before he decided to speak, addressing those around him.

”An interesting chorus of empyrean beings. Yet, new as I and how they are all intriguing,” Vakk spoke, a multitude of voices following his own deep, graveled voice. His gaze shifted to the ones who seemed to be having some form of internal conflict, or external in the case of the one who had been whisked away by the magnitude of the waves. Such poor and lost souls, infused with a power that Vakk knew they had not yet earned, but perhaps they would prove useful in time. For the time being, Vakk grasped a crystal with his tendrils wrapping his form around it as it carried him off and away from the Architect’s center of power.

Now, it was time to work.

Viva la Vida: The Price of Freedom (Closed)

Noz

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Name
Noz

Race
Half-Orc

Faction
Undecided

Age
22

Description


Noz’s stature looms over that of the average man, standing just over 6’4”. Her muscular physique makes her very intimidating as well as making her seem closer to her mother’s side of the family. She can be seen with a single ring of tattoos surrounding her form, going up her back and across her chest, only to circle around and connect at the back once more. Much of it is covered by her clothing, tribal in design, stitched together leather that is tight in some places and loose in others.

Her face bears two small tusks that come from her lower jaw, giving her an underbite, as well as two smaller fangs right next to those. Yet, she bears two bright blue eyes, making her seem a bit more human than orc. However, her ears are long and pointed outwards and her hair is messy and dreaded, tied back to maintain some sort of clean look. Next comes her complexion, which is probably the most human aspect about her, given that it is tanned with only a slight greenish-tint about her.

Personality
The nature of Noz had been determined upon birth in the tribal and bloodthirsty society that the Orcish people held dear. She was raised to love a fight, finding that it is the best way to gain honor and prestige of which she has always believed she had little. Noz has always seen herself as lower than all of her tribe, given her blood contained that of a human and thus made her physically weaker than the purebloods. However, Noz is determined to gain the honor by enemy means necessary, always thinking and planning of new ways to better her personal prestige.

Noz is always one to be honest, saying how she feels or what she believes is best, and will often act on those primitive feelings. It is not that she believes that others are wrong in their ways, she just allows herself to do what is best in her own interests rather than for someone else. While this comes off as selfish, she would never mean any intention to be rude to someone who has not wronged her in anyways.

Class
Tribal Huntress

Motivation
Noz seeks to allow her people a permanent home. After their exodus from the desert, she would like to see that they can finally settle down once more. Perhaps with this deed, her people will finally fully accept her into their society.

History

Noz was born to the orcish tribe, the Blacktongues, to a rather odd pairing of her mother being a full orc while her father was a human that had been taken as a slave due to a raid against a Tricaelian Caravan moving through the desert. She never learned his name as he was quickly killed after her mother, Dura, had given birth to Noz. That was the start of her hardships, as Noz was frequently referred to as an abomination and she would have been killed as well had her mother not convinced the chieftain that Noz had not done wrong to deserve such a fate. With that, baby Noz was spared from death.

Her mother raised her to be exactly what an Orc would be, a fighter and someone with true honor. She learned to survive off the harsh landscape of the desert, to track the few game that would travel through, but most importantly she would learn to never show weakness as that was what the other orcs saw in her. Life was cruel as she was beaten and discriminated against in her own society, for being a filthy half-breed. Noz, as a child, could only talk with her mother as everyone else would simply ignore her or treat her as a child-slave that had been taken from a raid. It was through her mother that she understood some form of kindness, though even still her mother was harsh and cold in order to build her daughter into a warrior.

Throughout her time, she noticed that there were fewer warriors after each raid the clan attempted to conduct and that they would have to pack up and leave more and more. Noz began to wonder why her mother did not return, but she knew exactly why simply not wanting to accept it. Then, in the middle of the cold desert night, an attack was conducted against her tribe as the Tricaelians tracked the orcs down. She did her best to help defend, killing men with the training her mother had gifted her. However, it was no use as her people were slaughtered, many of the orcs fleeing to a far safer place for the likes of them and away from the problems the humans have them.

After the running, Noz talked with the chieftain in order to convince him to send her to try and make a deal with the human king given she had human blood within her. Chieftain Bonejaw would allow her, saying that if she would succeed then perhaps he would allow her to take the trial to be seen as an adult in the orcish society. However, failure on her part would mean her certain death for her. She accepted these odds, having nothing to lose and all to gain.

Strengths
The Strength of a lesser Orc
Great Survivalist
Adept at unarmed Combat
Prowess with the Spear
Determined, will rarely give up

Weakness
No Home, No People
Will fight if someone commits a wrong to her
Without grace
Too Honest, Will never tell a lie
Determination will likely push her far past her limits

What is your character's greatest flaw?
Noz’s greatest flaw is her lack of knowedge of human culture. This will no doubt lead her into countless trouble but will make her more of an outcast than she already is. With her brutish nature, she will likely act like an orc trapped in human society.

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@Aerandir

Would it be fine if I made a half-orc character? I feel like I have a pretty good idea of a character!

Viva la Vida: The Price of Freedom

I have found this and I am interested!

HALO: Task Force Conglomerate

"We expect heavy resistance, these pirates have a lot to gain and a lot to lose with this matriarch. However, should you plan to bargain with them, let's say that we will allow them to stay on the planet, uncontested," Kelly informed the spartan, before turning his back to the group to gaze out into space. He was content with the knowledge that the group had, knowing that they would succeed in regaining the asset that ONI needed. However, another question caught him off guard. The officer turned to look at the Spartan once more, almost knowing that A-313 was going to ask another question.

"Finally, if I may, what makes this Matriarch so important, sir?"

He took a moment, simply staring at the supersoldier before straightening his back and giving a more proper look as he turned back to the stars for a brief moment. "That is classified, spartan. Now, I believe you have a mission to do," Kelly stated before motioning for some marines to walk to the group.

"Right this way," one said as they passed the group to lead them to the hangar.

Kax

Out of the corner of your eye, you can notice a group of ensigns watching a screen, quietly talking to one another. You see a red blip come, lighting their faces for a brief moment. They give a frightened look before one of them began to vigourously write something down.

All you can catch from their mouth movements is "Covenant" and "Super" before the marines usher the group off. Something about it did not sit right with you, a pit in your stomach beginning to churn even at the mention of the covenant.

As you all move through the hallways of the ship, with the heavy steps of Zertus being some of the only noises besides the humming of the ship. One of the marines looks back at the group before looking forwards again, "So, uh, what brings an ODST and a spartan to an OP like this?" The other marine elbowed the one trying to make small talk.

"The real question is why ONI decided to put a bunch of aliens in with us," the other grumbled.

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I'll have something up in a few shakes!

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@Rtron@UltimoScorp@Mataus@Pyromaniacwolf



Here is that general layout, sorry I couldn’t find something better Xd

HALO: Task Force Conglomerate

Eventually, everyone reached the bridge of the Fortitude South, there they were met with a busy atmosphere with crew buzzing back and forth between monitors while the captain stood at the helm. Behind him was a map of a planet, the label gave away that it was Verdant, as well as another man standing next to it. He was dressed in black with a patch on his shoulder that read the infamous “ONI”, however, his face was concealed by a helmet. He was busy talking with someone, likely over commas, before he turned to the motley squad that was behind him.

”Greetings, Task Force. It is good to know that our funder has been able to supply such a… unique crew. I am Officer Griffin Kelley of ONI Section Two,” he paused for a moment before approaching the spartan, inspecting her armor before moving onto the ex-ODST, the kig-yar, and finally standing in front of Zertus. ”I am your commanding officer,” he walked backwards to the map before a display showing a T’vaoan, ”This is pirate Queen Nuc, she served as Commando in the Covenant and has done much infiltration since the fall of Reach,” he reported.

Nuc

His fingers traced the edge of the projector bringing up pictures of an old human outpost, the horizon was glassed.

“Captain, coming out of slipspace now,” a member of the crew reported. A large, mainly blue, planet came into view and even from orbit anyone could tell that the surface had been classed riguously, but not completely. At the time, Verdant was thought to be home to some forerunner artifacts which had proved to be false, but made sure that the covenant didn’t completely destroy the planet.

”Nuc is being held in this facility by a band of pirates waiting for a ransom offer. However, our goal is to get her out before something happens, namely before a Covenant splinter faction potentially shows up,” the officer stated, going over the intel already available to the group. Soon a layout of the base game up, showing different highlighted areas, different entrance routes.

“There are a few different ways we can go about this; through the old sewer system which will lead into the facility, directly through the front gate, or, if you are savvy enough, you could try to convince the pirates to give Nuc up without a fight. I will let you decide which you would like to do, any questions?”

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>All characters gain One REQ point

>Important Character added; Officer Griffin Kelly

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I’ll have a GM post up later today!

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@Pyromaniacwolf

I grant your request!

As far as energy scimitars and the like, anything cannon is free game!