Little Alice

The Shadows of Aeios

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The Shadows of Aeios

center]A meeting
Owen Fenix and Alicia of Tinath

A collab between Chromehound and Little Alice,[/center]

summary :
Alicia is ''honing'' her skills outside, but is then surprised by somebody who approaches her.

Owen and Alicia

A thud sounded as the steel impaled the wood. Clenching her hands into fist, Alicia pumped her right into the cold winter air. She had her jacket on, but even without she wouldn't likely suffer the cold breeze. At least, she assumed not. After all, she was training. Training to become just as cool and strong as her father. Walking towards the board, that she had decorated with a bulls mark, she had a grin on her lips. The little girl grabbed the hilt of her knife. Though she had missed the center from several meters, she noticed she was becoming better at it. As result, she felt proud when she yanked out the knife and glanced at the steel.

Sarah, her hound, was laying in the snow behind her. The curious dark coloured eyes of the animal never went away from her owner. As Alicia turned around and started to walk back, the tail started to wiggle a bit. ''One more time. I will hit it.'' Alicia muttered, very enthoustastic. Taking some deep breaths, she narrowed her eyes as she took the knife and tried to aim as good as she could. Then, as fast and strong as she could, she suddenly moved forward with her body as she threw the knife. Another thud was heard as the steel pierced the wooden board. The eyes of the little girl widened as the head of the dog lifted from the snow. ''Do.. do you see that? Sarah?'' Alicia became hyped as she pointed to the board. Whether luck or not, she had managed to finally hit the mark! Running towards the board, her loyal companion jumped up and ran after her. With a big and proud smile, Alicia yanked the knife once more out of the wood as she looked at her own reflection from it. ''What do you think?'' Alicia asked, looking at Sarah, who looked back with her tongue out of her mouth and wiggling tail.

Watching from the shadows as the girl hit her mark, Owen nodded to himself. He had been watching the girl for some time now; observing her skills and seeing how she acted around other people. He had remained in the background during this time, not drawing attention to himself. The Corps had increased their demand that he find himself an apprentice and though he was loath to admit it, Owen had begun to think that they might be right.

Alicia Tanith had drawn his attention during his many visits through the city. The girl was smart, determined, and skilled in many ways that a Ranger needed to be. Even after watching her for some time, Owen was hesitant. He had to be sure. The life of a Ranger could be a difficult one, and though Owen understood the necessity, he did not want to drag the girl into a life that would make her miserable. On the other hand... She was already very skilled, and with the proper training Owen knew that she would make an excellent Ranger. Watching her for a moment longer, he finally made his decision.

Owen approached the girl silently, moving while she was distracted by her dog. He crossed the distance between them quickly, aware that the dog would most likely detect him before the girl would. Deciding to at least attempt to not startle the girl, Owen tried to sound friendly as he spoke. It was a strange thing for him to do. "That is quite the arm you have there. Who taught you?"

Hearing and smelling the man, Sarah turned her head to look at the stranger. Alicia heard his voice and turned around as well, still holding the knife. Her eyes examined the man quickly. He didn't look as anybody she knew. When he asked who had taught her that, the natural distrust she had kicked in. Though she didn't had the knife up, she felt a bit threatened. The man was bigger than her and unknown. ''Nobody did, mister. I taught it myself.''' She answered, being honest about it. Sarah lowered her head, but the young hound didn't yet see a threat in the man. Though the tail was down and her owner a bit surprised, none of them showed any hostile reactions to Owen.

His eyes widened a little, impressed. Realizing that he still had the hood of his cloak up, Owen reached up and pulled it back. The girl was most likely not aware of who or what he was. He did not wish to make a bad first impression, and so he tried to continue with the friendly tone. "Well you should be proud. That is not an easy skill to pick up. Especially not by yourself." Crossing his arms he eyed the girl, a small smile on his face. "How long have you been throwing knives for?"

Looking briefly at her knife, given by her father, Alicia returned her gaze to the stranger. ''Father always say that I shouldn't trust strangers, mister.'' Alicia said back with her voice a bit shaken. This person seemed to be friendly, but without anybody that she knew around her, she couldn't help but to feel a bit intimidated. Smelling the fear of her owner, Sarah whined only once before her tail went between her legs. Though Sarah was a big hound, she was nowhere in the size of Mitch nor actually being dangerous. ''Though I am a bit proud, mister. Thank you.''

"Your father sounds like a wise man then. You should indeed be wary around strangers. But I am not a stranger, not really. Tell me girl, are you familiar with the Rangers?" He made no attempt to move, or do anything that would make him appear any more intimidating. His goal was not to scare the girl, yet he knew that it would be difficult to avoid doing so without explaining who he was first.

The Rangers? Who didn't know about them?! Trying to look more confident as she felt that looking scared wouldn't help her, Alicia responded to his question as if she was offended. ''I know the rangers from the stories I have read and been told. They are most of the time heroes or helpers of heroes. And they know a lot about the forest, like father does.'' She said, feeling proud she could relate her father to a hero. Actually he was a hero! Just not a ranger. Or maybe, he was?

His smile widened. Owen was glad that her perception of Rangers was a good one. This would have been much more challenging if she was afraid of them. "That is a very nice description of the Corps. My name is Owen Fenix, and I am the Ranger whose job it is to oversee this place. What is your name?" Though he already knew her name, it would not serve his purposes to let her know that. In fact, he was fairly certain it would do the opposite.

Wait, he was a ranger? Again, she examined him quickly. How could she test if he was speaking the truth? Rangers were craft people, so far she knew. Maybe he was saying to be a Ranger to impress her. But why would he want that? ''A ranger knows many things, doesn't he?'' Alicia replied, staying cautious of this very friendly stranger. But she got interested as well. He had a certain aura around him. Or it was just likely her wish to meet a ranger and then tell all of her friends about it.

Nodding his head slightly, Owen spoke. "They do yes." Noticing that the girl had not yet introduced herself, he wondered if perhaps he would have to prove his mettle. "I sense that you are a little hesitant. So how about I prove what I am saying? Do you think that would be fair? He asked, wondering how the girl would respond. Nodding slowly, Alicia tigthen her grip on the hilt of her knfie. She was unsure why she did that as the man kept staying friendly. ''I would like to see some prove, mister Owen.'' Alicia said, her eyes briefly scanning the surroundings around her. For a moment, she debated if if it would be possible to run. The snow would slow her down adn though she was fast, he had longer legs. But there was no reason yet why she would have to run, so she tried to calm down herself.

"Hmm..." He mused. Owen's initial reaction was to want to make a display, but he realized that would probably scare the girl. "Perhaps I could show you my skill with a throwing knife?" He asked. Hoping that he hadn't sounded strange. ''Would you?'' Alicia asked in a enthoustastic manner, before calming herself down. She then spoke once more. ''Go ahead, mister Owen.''

Smiling, Owen moved into a position where he had a clear sight to the target. In one smooth move he pulled out three throwing knives and whipped them towards the target. All three struck the center with only a small gap between them.

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Roran Hawkins said
Actually this CS is a near copy of a previous CS, Templar. And the only reason for that is because there is a damn Ranger Corps. Who'se idea was that anyways? Basically someone else made a character that is basically Halt of the Ranger's Apprentice with a few adaptions, and now you make a character that even has Halt as the fucking appearance picture.

It was Chrome's idea. He and I had discussed that faction through and through and he will govern it in the story. But though they are rumoured to be elite, they have some limitations that should seriously nerf them. As well preventing that we have an army of rangers wandering about. Also, stay polite Rory.

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SyrianHamster said
Yeah I shoulda thought about that, haha.Being an Englishman, and separated from most of you by a six hour time period, I give you all full permission to narrate Jymson's actions in small amounts... such as pouring you a drink. He's rough spoken but a fairly agreeable fellow, if you haven't realized, so portray him as such. This'll prevent the RP from grinding to a halt with 20 characters all waiting for their ale!

Me, Roran, Gero and Lesli live in GMT +1. :3

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So far each post has been truly enjoyable to read. ^^

And here is my second character.


Name :
Patrica Rynir
Nicknames :
N/A so far.
Gender :
Female
Age and birthday :
Born in the year 1282, on 9th of September.
Origin :
Born in Hials, as the granddaughter of Girvus Rynir. The youngest daughter of her family.

Length and build :
Around the 1.65m and though a fit and trained body, slim.
Weight :
Around 62 kg.
Sexuality :
Heterosexual.

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Appearances :

Appearance

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Occupation :
Currently has graduated from the Academy in Deliar and serves in the 16th Legion, with the rank of optio.

Favorite phrase/saying :
''It takes a single man to lead an army to victory, but it is the army that bleeds for it.''

Favorite Food :
Fruit, specially apples.

Favorite Weather and Season :
Weather that is dark of clouds, indicating a storm or rain hail is approaching. Her favorite season is fall.

Patron God/Goddess :
Rolor, due her profession, but Irtan for luck. As she sorely misses that last one.

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Personality :
Patricia is a woman that has suffered quite the misfortune in her life. But never the less, it also showed her stubbornness of not giving up on something as she had managed to go through the Academy in Deliar. She is straight forward, to the point she can be considered very blunt. Unless she is forced to bow her head towards a superior in rank and status, which is something she despises. Some say it is because she can track her lineage back to the Rynir House, but she says its because her own pride. One that holds little fear, she values no virtue like that of the knights of honor do. Instead, she values pragmatic views on the world as she deems honor and chivalry something to the past.

History :
Born as the youngest daughter in a Rynir Family in Hials, Patricia had an easy childhood. Even when she had several older siblings, she had little to fear as she would sleep with a full belly and in a warm bed. More than most people could say of their childhood. In Hials, she lived till her eighteen. Learning how to write and read, along with how to act in court were bestowed upon her. But Patrica wouldn't become a very important person. The most attention and grooming went to her older siblings. Like most youngest, she decided to take it up to the army, hoping to earn a name of respect there. Again, being part of the high nobility and her House willing to suffice, she was able to get to study at the Academy. Learning the theory of warfare and leadership, Patrica spent two years in training.

During that time, she had little to no contact with the High House. Neither she or them wrote a letter to each other. The only communication was that she heard rumours and such. But neither in that was she interested. The only objective that mattered was to graduate and show that she was capable of becoming a person. Not just a some fifth daughter of a family that was part of a High House.

Finally graduating, Particia entered the service of the Awom Legion, being appointed to the 16th legion as an optio. Though she has no experience on leading people, only having learned theory, she hopes her pragmatic view will help her while she tries to obtain some of the vital experience one needs.

Theme song :

Theme song

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Clothing and/or armor :
During service, Patricia wears her armor, from a good quality armor smith. It consist of a coat of plates, a vest of mail armor underneath it with the combination of a gambeson vest.. Next to that, she wears the standard leather marching boots, arm bracers and her helmet.

Tools and weapons :
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Name :
An aiming sword.
Description :
Patricia's weapon of choice.
Appearance :

Her sword

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Name :
A shield.
Description :
Seems clear to me.
Appearance :

Patricia

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Name :
Hector
Description :
The steed of Patricia, trained to become a war horse. She has gained it with her House paying for it.
Appearance :
A rather imposing horse, true to the name of being called a warhorse. Often with a protective headgear, Patricia rides on him while leading her soldiers.
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Skill/Abilities :
* Good swordfighter,
* Skilled horserider,
* Can read and write
* Is good at coming up with tactics and strategies.
* Good reflexes,
* Good stamina

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Traits
Level headed,
Distrust many at first sight,
Inexperienced Optio
Is sometimes quite stubborn

I swear loyalty to the High King of the Empire.

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I did the coding, Tummy cat. :I

Seems to be working for everybody so far without any compliant. But regarding your CS, its fine. I still need to use what we had discussed in the opening post of the OOc, regarding the information of the history of the Legions.

Accepted!

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The IC is open. With being in winter, most of the land is covered by snow. Likely more at the coast, there is less snow present there. Further more, my skype is : Alicehondemon.

Feel free to add me, so that I can create skype chat group for the RP. ;3

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1302, 12th of February

The Rehonian Empire, often called the Empire by its population, is standing firm and strong. With decades and decades of peace, the Empire had only so far to fight off the barbaric tribes in the north. With the legions, strong and mighty, it managed to keep its borders intact to this very day. As the stability and peace is guarded by the Rangers, there is little to no trouble in these times. Many praise the House of Divini, who rule over the Empire from the Imperial Province of Rehon.

Though it seems there is something growing in these dark shadows. Ready to strike at the right time and place. What or who? Where and how? Questions like this will soon arise, but the shadows of Aeios are long and dark. And they hide many secrets.

Once revealed, you will be forced to make a decision. Only, what will you decide?

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Chapter I
The Growth of the Shadows.

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Lucius Cypher and Everblight,

Accepted.

I will also write the opening of the IC now. ^^

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AlterNathan said
okay, let me get this straight:1. fiery told me i could do high and average, do i need to edit that again? can i say 'below average' instead of right down 'bad'?2. if i take out the camouflage, can i still have a katana3. can i consider him accepted when i do this changes?also, kousetsu is just a normal snowfall...

Nathan, Fiery said you could have one. One of the high, but not both. I am sure of it, as I also read the reviews of other GM's. Gero also noted that you had to remove the camouflage, but nothing of removing it as katana. Though a swordfish as a katana, I am not sure if you think that it would be able to withold a slash of a steel sword. I think that you need to consider that.

If that custom technique is also a normal snowfall, then describe it as so. Its not fair to describe it like that and then when its reviewed, to pull the monkey wrench and say its normal snowfall. We as reviewers are just basing the review on what we read from the CS.