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Izurich
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jasbraq
Kumbaris#2. CS made for Heartbreaker
Age:
35
Race:
Orc
Appearance:
Background:
Ravil the Marvelous! Bard Extraordinaire (true), Connoisseur of All Things Music (true enough), Master of a Thousand Dialects (kiiind of stretching it a bit thin), and Stalwart Champion of the Ladies (now this one's totally self-proclaimed)! Wherever tales are to be spoken, one can be assured that Ravil is ready to serve! Why, there are so many tales of great heroes to be told indeed in this realm, and are they not all worthy of praise and glory...?
No? Don't think so? Then you think in the same way as Ravil himself.
To Ravil, most of the tales of heroism by these so called heroes are bogus. Nonsense. Empty flattery to inflate the heroes' ego. Not many in the realm can see it; most seems content to just nod along with the rumors and hearsay about how awesome and powerful and perfect the heroes summoned by the goddess are. These people are like puppets. Ravil however, is completely different. He read the history books and tale books, and he realized that far more often than not, these heroes won by the sheer power of either being lucky or being inexplicably infallible no matter how foolish their actions were at times. It was as if... They won because a higher being made it so. From there it wasn't that difficult to connect the dots, really. Heroes summoned by the goddess plus winning because a higher being made it so. Duh, the higher being's the goddess.
This pissed Ravil off very very much. And not because the heroes kept getting all the ladies, nay (nah, it's totally because of this)! It didn't bother him at all that this all meant that the heroes getting the ladies were also because of that damned goddess! Nay, it is the injustice of the situation that roused Ravil's sense of justice (pffft) to rebel against the goddess and the heroes she summoned! The only thing that pissed Ravil off nearly as much is the stereotype that all Orcs are lumbering mindless berserkers that can only spout "ORC SMASH!" while wildly trying to gib an enemy. Nonsense, Ravil himself is living proof that Orcs are as civilized and potentially dashing creatures as any other races are. Music, poetry, fine dining, and artful fencing; these fits Ravil way more than swinging around a spiked club wildly like a drunken madman.
In any case, so it became that Ravil offered his loyalty and all the marvels at his disposal to Demon Lord Ahriman. The goddess and her heroes really need to be taken down a peg. Or two pegs. Or taken down entirely, really. And who else have the best chance to do that than a Demon Lord?
And Ravil did not join Lord Ahriman's cause by his lonesome. No, he is accompanied by his lifelong companion (in a platonic sense). Alira the Succubus. As stereotype-defying as Ravil himself, Alira is not at all like the image that most people have when they heard the word "succubus". She's a bookworm with absolutely zero interest in hanky-panky. Her greatest pleasure is playing chess, not seducing, bedding, and corrupting a hero or a holy man. Truly a most impressively smart pundit of literature, there is no one Ravil will trust more when it comes to foiling the goddess and her genre-locked heroes. Why, it was also Alira who gave Ravil the idea of working for Lord Ahriman.
And so heroes' blood shall be spilled and goddess' plan shall be ruined! With words, swords, and genre savviness at their disposal, they shall prevail! Ehm, also with the help of the other magnificent and stalwart servants of the great Demon Lord Ahriman, of course.
Skills and Abilities:
- Bard Extraordinaire: As a bard, Ravil truly is one that is extraordinary and remarkable. He is possessed of an exceptional degree of panache and of presence both, able to easily enrapture a crowd of audience with his songs and poets. He speaks a great number of different languages, and musical instruments too are nothing foreign in the slightest for him, as he had mastered virtually all forms of instruments from the most classic to the most exotic. Additionally, like all self-respecting adventuring bards, Ravil possessed the capability to use Bardic Magic. In his case, masterfully so, allowing him to greatly empower his allies and weaken his foes alike using his bardic performances.
- Expert Fencer: If words, charismatic endeavors, and bardic spells failed to win the day, or simply if it is easier to succeed by might, then Ravil is perfectly capable of fighting as well. An excellent fencer, Ravil's fighting style indeed betrayed the typical stereotype of Orcs being berserkers. Ravil fights with grace and elegance, performing quick strikes with pinpoint accuracy while wielding his trusty rapier. His movements in combat are akin to flowing water, smoothly weaving in to strike and out to dodge by going with the flow rather than against it. Mundane as his physical combat style might be, it is foolish to underestimate this sophisticated fighter, although he himself would prefer to be underestimated as it works to his advantage.
- Dirty Fighting: If all else fails, then Ravil can fall back to yet another method of engagement he had specialized in. In combat, honor is for schmuck. Ravil possessed absolutely zero reservation in regards to using dirty tricks to gain himself an unfair advantage in a situation. If throwing a handful of spicy pepper meant for dinner unto the face of his foe will turn defeat to victory, Ravil will do so in a heartbeat.
Equipment:
- Rose Thorn: Ravil's trusty rapier. Very light yet of mighty sharpness and durability, it is made out of mithril ingots. A most fine weapon for a graceful fighter.
- Musical Instruments: Ravil possessed a great number of various musical instruments he had collected throughout his journey as a bard. Most of the time he can be found with his lute, but he is able to switch it out for something else quickly using his Bag of Holding.
- Bag of Holding: The aforementioned Bag of Holding, most trusty extradimensional container for the enterprising (rich) adventurer. This holds... just about everything Ravil own really, from toothpicks to potions to musical instruments.
His Most Trusty Companion:
Why, none other than Alira, of course. Most educated of Succubi and lifelong (platonic) companion of Ravil the Marvelous. For the most parts, she disliked the very act of fighting. But if she must, be it to protect herself or Ravil, then she is more than capable in using Dark Magic of the Destruction, Illusion, and Conjuration schools. Rather than as a fighter, Alira is much more valuable a comrade for her great intellect and genre savvy advice instead.
Quips:
Ravil the Marvelous
Age:
35
Race:
Orc
Appearance:
Background:
Ravil the Marvelous! Bard Extraordinaire (true), Connoisseur of All Things Music (true enough), Master of a Thousand Dialects (kiiind of stretching it a bit thin), and Stalwart Champion of the Ladies (now this one's totally self-proclaimed)! Wherever tales are to be spoken, one can be assured that Ravil is ready to serve! Why, there are so many tales of great heroes to be told indeed in this realm, and are they not all worthy of praise and glory...?
No? Don't think so? Then you think in the same way as Ravil himself.
To Ravil, most of the tales of heroism by these so called heroes are bogus. Nonsense. Empty flattery to inflate the heroes' ego. Not many in the realm can see it; most seems content to just nod along with the rumors and hearsay about how awesome and powerful and perfect the heroes summoned by the goddess are. These people are like puppets. Ravil however, is completely different. He read the history books and tale books, and he realized that far more often than not, these heroes won by the sheer power of either being lucky or being inexplicably infallible no matter how foolish their actions were at times. It was as if... They won because a higher being made it so. From there it wasn't that difficult to connect the dots, really. Heroes summoned by the goddess plus winning because a higher being made it so. Duh, the higher being's the goddess.
This pissed Ravil off very very much. And not because the heroes kept getting all the ladies, nay (nah, it's totally because of this)! It didn't bother him at all that this all meant that the heroes getting the ladies were also because of that damned goddess! Nay, it is the injustice of the situation that roused Ravil's sense of justice (pffft) to rebel against the goddess and the heroes she summoned! The only thing that pissed Ravil off nearly as much is the stereotype that all Orcs are lumbering mindless berserkers that can only spout "ORC SMASH!" while wildly trying to gib an enemy. Nonsense, Ravil himself is living proof that Orcs are as civilized and potentially dashing creatures as any other races are. Music, poetry, fine dining, and artful fencing; these fits Ravil way more than swinging around a spiked club wildly like a drunken madman.
In any case, so it became that Ravil offered his loyalty and all the marvels at his disposal to Demon Lord Ahriman. The goddess and her heroes really need to be taken down a peg. Or two pegs. Or taken down entirely, really. And who else have the best chance to do that than a Demon Lord?
And Ravil did not join Lord Ahriman's cause by his lonesome. No, he is accompanied by his lifelong companion (in a platonic sense). Alira the Succubus. As stereotype-defying as Ravil himself, Alira is not at all like the image that most people have when they heard the word "succubus". She's a bookworm with absolutely zero interest in hanky-panky. Her greatest pleasure is playing chess, not seducing, bedding, and corrupting a hero or a holy man. Truly a most impressively smart pundit of literature, there is no one Ravil will trust more when it comes to foiling the goddess and her genre-locked heroes. Why, it was also Alira who gave Ravil the idea of working for Lord Ahriman.
And so heroes' blood shall be spilled and goddess' plan shall be ruined! With words, swords, and genre savviness at their disposal, they shall prevail! Ehm, also with the help of the other magnificent and stalwart servants of the great Demon Lord Ahriman, of course.
Skills and Abilities:
- Bard Extraordinaire: As a bard, Ravil truly is one that is extraordinary and remarkable. He is possessed of an exceptional degree of panache and of presence both, able to easily enrapture a crowd of audience with his songs and poets. He speaks a great number of different languages, and musical instruments too are nothing foreign in the slightest for him, as he had mastered virtually all forms of instruments from the most classic to the most exotic. Additionally, like all self-respecting adventuring bards, Ravil possessed the capability to use Bardic Magic. In his case, masterfully so, allowing him to greatly empower his allies and weaken his foes alike using his bardic performances.
- Expert Fencer: If words, charismatic endeavors, and bardic spells failed to win the day, or simply if it is easier to succeed by might, then Ravil is perfectly capable of fighting as well. An excellent fencer, Ravil's fighting style indeed betrayed the typical stereotype of Orcs being berserkers. Ravil fights with grace and elegance, performing quick strikes with pinpoint accuracy while wielding his trusty rapier. His movements in combat are akin to flowing water, smoothly weaving in to strike and out to dodge by going with the flow rather than against it. Mundane as his physical combat style might be, it is foolish to underestimate this sophisticated fighter, although he himself would prefer to be underestimated as it works to his advantage.
- Dirty Fighting: If all else fails, then Ravil can fall back to yet another method of engagement he had specialized in. In combat, honor is for schmuck. Ravil possessed absolutely zero reservation in regards to using dirty tricks to gain himself an unfair advantage in a situation. If throwing a handful of spicy pepper meant for dinner unto the face of his foe will turn defeat to victory, Ravil will do so in a heartbeat.
Equipment:
- Rose Thorn: Ravil's trusty rapier. Very light yet of mighty sharpness and durability, it is made out of mithril ingots. A most fine weapon for a graceful fighter.
- Musical Instruments: Ravil possessed a great number of various musical instruments he had collected throughout his journey as a bard. Most of the time he can be found with his lute, but he is able to switch it out for something else quickly using his Bag of Holding.
- Bag of Holding: The aforementioned Bag of Holding, most trusty extradimensional container for the enterprising (rich) adventurer. This holds... just about everything Ravil own really, from toothpicks to potions to musical instruments.
His Most Trusty Companion:
Why, none other than Alira, of course. Most educated of Succubi and lifelong (platonic) companion of Ravil the Marvelous. For the most parts, she disliked the very act of fighting. But if she must, be it to protect herself or Ravil, then she is more than capable in using Dark Magic of the Destruction, Illusion, and Conjuration schools. Rather than as a fighter, Alira is much more valuable a comrade for her great intellect and genre savvy advice instead.
Quips:
