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The Assassin's Guild

I'm interested. I'll start on my cs.

Viva la Vida: The Price of Freedom (Closed)

As the morning light crested the cities walls Nikolaus and his men were just finishing packing their camp. They had spent the night at the bottom of the wall waiting to be let in by the guards. Now that they had waited for hours the men were becoming bored with this. A few of them had gone into the woods to do some “exploring”. No doubt they were poaching rabbits and the such, something which Nikolaus disapproved of. The men knew this, but continued nonetheless, which could be considered one of the downsides of employing mercenaries. They followed orders to a point, but they in no way had the loyalty of the vanguard or even homegrown soldiers. These men were loyal to promises of land, and the purses filled with the coin that Nikolaus provided. This was the reason Nikolaus always had a few natives of Yhore in his guard details, just in case the mercenaries would not listen to commands...or worse. Nikolaus dreaded to think what that could do to everything he was working for. Shaking himself out of his thoughts he finished tightening the strap on his boots. With a loud groan, the Duke stood up and stretched his back, raising his arms as he did so.

“Does anyone know when the others will return? I would hate to leave them outside for a few days.” As Nikolaus said this one of his let out a soft chuckle from where he was standing.

“It is not like they will avoid causing trouble in the city. I can’t imagine this being much worse.” While the soldier said this in a joking manner Nikolaus knew that the man meant part of it. This man was obviously a native of the southern city, with his golden skin and dirty blonde hair, and his native soldiers have never quite gotten comfortable with the mercenaries. While Nikolaus’ father had employed them at times, it was the son who has fully integrated them into the city. He has even adapted some of the armor designs the company uses, including the black coloring.

“They are better men than you give them credit for Adonis.” As Nikolaus said these words he could begin to hear a voice shouting from the forest.

“LORD! LORD NIKOLAUS!” Turning to the voice Nikolaus could see one of the mercenaries sprinting out of the woods towards the camp. As he reached the camp he took a moment to gather his breath before speaking.

“Enemies in the forest. Halim has engaged them. Told me to report, and bring you.” Nikolaus sprinted to his horse and pulled his scabbard out of the saddle and waved to the native soldiers. “Two men come with me. The rest stay and guard the camp.” Turning to the crier he gestured to the trees. “Lead on then”

The small group of men ran into the tree line, following a small path that wound through the forest. After jogging for about fifteen minutes the sounds of fighting could be heard a distance away and they picked up their pace. As they entered a small clearing they could see a small skirmish taking place amongst a campsite. About five of his guards were engaging what appeared to be two mysterious warriors. Even though they were outnumbered the fight appeared to be extremely even. As they neared the fight Nikolaus and his men spread into a single line and drew their weapons. Nikolaus raised his sword and said in a mild tone “Name on three.”

Once they were within fifteen feet he shouted, “1..2..3..” Responding to the countdown his charging men all shouted “NIKOLAUS!” Charging into the fight the balance immediately began to tip in the Duke’s favor. As the fight stretched on Nikolaus begin to respect his opponents' skill. They were all obviously knights, which made him suspect their identity. Quickly ducking a swing from the side he kicked his foot out at the man who nearly took his head off. Falling over the man looked like he was done for, but managed to quickly roll back to his feet and deflect a killing blow. Striking out with his sword he pierced one of the guards causing the man to stumble out of the combat. Before the knight could finish him another guard crashed into him, causing the knight to stumble backward. Nikolaus quickly turned his attention to another foe and lunged at him. The knight sidestepped and quickly countered, giving the duke a cut along the leg. Spinning to face his opponent they began to trade strikes. While the knight was obviously better the Duke managed to stay alive on wits alone. As the fight continued on neither ground was gained on either side, and the fight appeared to have no end.

Suddenly a scream pierced through the fight causing the forest to go silent. Looking up to a small hill that overlooked the clearing they could see a man in black armor holding a knife to a young girl. Behind them, a small group of women and children followed close behind corralled by two more black armored figures. A heavily accented voice came from the man holding the girl. “Put down your weapons or I spill blood.” Even though there was a moment of hesitation the Knights dropped their weapons and held their hands up. Nikolaus’ men quickly picked up the weapons and forced the captives onto their knees.

Once they had been secured, Halim let the girl go and whispered something in her ear. As the little girl ran past Nikolaus he walked over to Halim giving him a solemn nod.

“The women and children ran away once they saw us, said something about not going back to the tyrant. The women thought we were sent by the king.”

Nikolaus nodded as he was filled in by his second-in-command, putting the pieces together. “They are Vanguard, the king's personal Army. They are the only knights this good in the kingdom.” As he spoke a spark seemed to light in his eyes. “The Vanguard is fractured… the rebellion is real.” Quickly sprinting back to the captured knights he knelt down to look the nearest one in the eyes.

“Why? Why did you decide to rebel? Tell me everything”

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Nikolaus and his men had been staying at a tavern just outside the castle grounds that was overpriced to an extreme amount. He had paid for two rooms, one for him and one for his four guards. Laying on the bed in his room he thought back to the events in the forest. After hearing the man’s tale he had sent the rebel Vanguard along with Halim and most of his guard back to his ship off the coast to question them further. He had also sent the families along with Halim, knowing the knights would be co-operative if they were nearby.

Once he had entered the city he had gone to meet the steward of the keep who informed him of the king's call to rally his nobles. After being allowed to meet with certain officials he had been told to remain in the tavern until called upon. Hopefully, that time was coming soon as Nikolaus was beginning to become bored. With the captured Vanguard in his ship, he would have to quickly make his way back to Yhore once he was allowed to leave. Depending on what is said in the coming days by the king he might even send a few letters ahead to prepare for his arrival.

The first letter would be for the steward to prepare to raise the peasant levy if that became necessary. His steward would also have to issue orders to all the blacksmiths in the duchy to begin smithing armor and weapons, which would take a large portion out of the war chest. The second letter would go in a much different direction, across the sea to a mercenary company. In this letter, Nikolaus would call upon the captain to honor a contract previously agreed upon. With these letters, Nikolaus hoped he could weather the coming storm.

Star Wars: Connections

This looks like it has the potential to be great, so I am going to jump in.

I am thinking of a young sith who just recently killed his master. He works closely with his brother who is also a sith. He has vast ambition and very little resources at the present to achieve those ambitions. He is also a political animal and vicious schemer.

Viva la Vida: The Price of Freedom (Closed)

Nikolaus sat by the campfire poking the ashes with a stick hoping to see any sign of remaining embers, but to no avail. The last trails of smoke rose from the fire pit into the the sky before being dispersed by a mild breeze. The Duke eventually gave up on his dead fire and rose to his feet with a loud groan. Him and a small group of men have been on the road for the last few days heading north towards the capital, and their journey was nearing its end. While he had some paperwork that had to be delivered to the courts stewards that was no reason for him to come along. He was hoping to investigate some of the rumors of rebellion that have been passing through the countryside. Looking towards the road he could see three of his men talking with a distressed peasant that had been traveling south away from the capital. The peasant was waving their arms and was nearly shouting at his men out of fear. The poor man looked as if he had not slept in days and smelled worse. As the guards managed to calm the man down the handed the peasant a piece of bread and sent them on his way. After they finished the conversation the guards made their way back to their Lord talking amongst themselves. As they neared Nikolaus the guard in front bowed his head and tapped his fist to his chest.

“My lord, this one had a similar tale to the previous serfs we have met on the road.”. The man reporting in had a thick accent and had swarthy tanned skin that screamed foreigner. “Though this one says that the entire royal family had been killed by a single crossbow bolt.”. The guard couldn't help let a bit of sarcasm seep into his voice as he reported in.

“Didn't the last one say that a demon had flown down and ripped the king's heart out?”. Nikolaus felt a small smile come to his face even though now really wasn't the time. “While we can discount a majority of what these commoners say, there is a common thread here: something or someone has attacked the royal family.” As he said those words Nikolaus made his way to his horse and reached down to tighten his saddle. Seeing their Lord get ready the other men of the camp finished packing up the last of the camp and began mounting their horses. “While normally I wouldn't worry too much about the king, these talks of rebellion make me warry. If he was to die, and become the spark for a rebellion it could hurt Yhore immensely.”. Pulling himself into the saddle he nudged his horse forward. Guiding the animal with his knees he leaned down onto the pommel and looked around bored. “If the king we're to die, I wonder which child would win the ensuing fight. The princess's kindness would likely win her the people, but the son would likely have the vanguard and control the capital.”

As he was thinking aloud the captain that had spoken earlier rode up next to him and joined in on the conversation. “Doesn’t the princess have that lord that is always by her side? If the rumors are true he is basically her guard dog.”

“Who? Ooh, Fenros. I would say he is more than a dog, he is just infatuated with a pretty woman. By the way he himself is not a landed noble, but his father is, and a very powerful one at that.”. As he became lost in thought the captain appeared to remember something and smirked. “Infatuated with a pretty woman? Doesn't that remind me of a time long ago involving a young mercenary and a princess?”. Nikolaus could feel himself blush and show the rare sign of emotion. Embarrassed he began to trot his horse ahead, causing his guard to fall a bit behind. As he trotted off he shouted behind him at the laughing foreigner. “You're hilarious, absolutely hilarious. Let's remember who pays who here!”

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As night was falling they began to near the capital and the ride became more tense. They no longer joked about women and war, and were getting ready for business. Leather straps were checked and swords loosened as some men lit torches so they wouldn't spook any terrified guard into shooting them. With the walls in sight his guard got tighter together and kept there eyes out for trouble. If the worst had happened and the city was in chaos, they had to be ready to fight their way out of there. The closer they got the more they could tell the city wasn't in good shape. One could easily smell smoke and there was no sign of life at the gates. Slowly riding up to the gates they heard a shout from the top of the wall.

“Halt! By the order of King Willum you are to move no farther.”

Nikolaus looked up at the figure speaking and was relieved to see a normal guards uniform instead of a peasant with a crossbow. “So the King is alive, that's good news isn't it. My name is Nikolaus Aeitos and I am the Duke of Yhore. I am here to deliver some paperwork to the court and enjoy some time away from my responsibilities. If you don't mind could you let me in?”.

The guard appeared somewhat taken aback by someone asking to be let in to what is clearly a closed city. “I was given direct orders to not let anyone in.”

“Well I'm not just anyone now am I? I am sure it would be fine if you let me in.”

“My lord, I am sorry, but I am afraid I do not have the authority to decide this.”

“Well then go find someone who does, until then my party and I will be camping out right here.” As Nikolaus said this he got off his horse and began unpacking his saddle bag. Looking up at the still figure atop the wall he hollered at him once more. “Can you hurry up a bit, I don't really enjoy sleeping on the road.”. The guard looked around and walked off to go tell his captain about his situation as the Duke and his men began laughing while setting up their tents.

Viva la Vida: The Price of Freedom (Closed)

Nikolaus Aeitos

Name: Nikolaus Aeitos

Race/Faction: Human/Undecided

Age: 24

Description: Nikolaus has tanned skin from his days spent in the sun at sea. He has black hair cut short and slight stubble on his jaw. Nikolaus' eyes are Hazel, with a glint of mischief. He stands at a respectable 6’0”, and weighs about 175 lbs. During the average day, he wears soft boots and leather pants. While at sea he typically copies the other sailors and wears no shirt, that does not mean he can't dress respectably. For political functions, he typically wears decorative leather armor with silver accents.

Nikolaus Image

Nikolaus after being at sea for a while. (closest to what I was thinking.)

Personality: Nikolaus is often calm and collected when dealing with people. He is also very relaxed with weapons, like a man who has dealt with them for much of his life. When something breaks his calm he tends to let his rage blind him which can severely hamper him. Nikolaus never looks to make an enemy out of someone, but he can come off as disinterested just by how relaxed he can seem. The most important thing to him is to protect the people of Yhore and do what is in their best interests.

"Class": Duke of a southern province

Motivation: Nikolaus wants what is best for the people of his province, and if that means starting a war he just might do it.

History: Nikolaus was groomed to be a leader from the moment he was born. His father knew that the moment there was a weak ruler in charge of the fief it would all fall apart. Every member of the bloodline went through training and his son would be no different. The best tutors would be brought all throughout the kingdom to teach the young noble every facet in the art of ruling. While Nikolaus thrived in nearly every class he struggled in the art of deception and espionage. While he could tell a white lie, he was in no way a master schemer or a competent one at that. The subject the boy truly thrived in was the matter of war. At a young age, he could already see weak points in an opponents line and use terrain masterfully.

As Nikolaus grew older his father became more and more involved in his son's education. Nikolaus would go on trips with his father to the capital to be introduced to the nobles, but more importantly to learn the intricacies of the Kings court. While he was not on trips with his father, his education became more narrowed towards the focuses of governing and warfare. Whenever the boy had free time he would spend it down at the docks or playing with the other boys. When the young noble had turned 15 he had a falling out with his father. No one really knows what happened except a select few who were present. After their fight, Nikolaus fled to the docks and hid inside a ship. During the night the ship left port and set sail for the west. By the morning Nikolaus had been captured by the crew and the smugglers(does anyone honest leave port at night?) decided to let him stay on.

For the next 6 years, Nikolaus adventured the world, going far beyond the borders of the kingdom. He befriended foreign princes and hunted exotic animals in the dense jungle. He also joined a mercenary company in a war for 2 years where he got his first taste of bloodshed. It was with those mercenaries that he learned many of the tactics that he uses while commanding. Those same mercenaries also finished his education with the sword, turning the refined style of the nobles and bastardizing it for more practical use. While he was exploring he gathered many artifacts and treasures from all throughout the world. He became quite famous in lands to the south where he became known as “The Tattered Prince” as the captain of a mercenary ship that pulled off some daring feats. Eventually, the young noble turned man heard news of his Father’s failing health and decided to return home. He arrived in time to have one last conversation with the sick man before his father died.

Throughout the last 3 years, he has been making small but noticeable improvements to the fief he rules. Some roads have been improved and a few forts have been repaired in order to ward off bandits. He has also been employing some ruling methods he learned overseas, such as making a council of merchants and landowners to make day to day decisions about Yhore. Nikolaus has also cracked down on pirates and to aid with this he has begun the construction of a foreign ship type modeled after his own. All pirates who are captured or surrender will serve out their sentences serving on the oars.

Strengths:
Military Genius: His tutors were right when they said he had a natural talent in the art of war. He seems to be a prodigy and is able to react to nearly any move made by his enemy.
Soldier: While he is a decent swordsman, he is best in a chaotic field of battle compared to the controlled setting single combat.
Inspiring Leader: He seems to know just the right words that will inspire his allies to reach new heights.
Sailor/Captain: He has had his ship for the last four years and has been steadily improving in his seafaring skill.

Weakness:
Unimaginative Liar: While Nikolaus is capable of telling white lies, he can’t do much else in the realm of espionage.
Passive: He seems to lack the aggressiveness that would make him a nearly unbeatable commander. He seems to always wait for the enemy to make the first move.
Disconnected: While his years at sea may have taught him many things, they were also many years he didn't spend cozying up to the other nobles.
Uncompromising: When Nikolaus sets his mind on something, very little can dissuade him from his goal.

What is the most important thing to know about your character?
Nikolaus will not act rashly to join either side in the rebellion and will see the balance of power before acting.

What is your character's greatest flaw?
He is passive in his decision making and waits for all hands to be dealt before making his move. When forced to be aggressive Nikolaus can become flustered and easily make mistakes.

Dawne | A Japanese School Life RP

@Euphonium Yo, sorry about not posting yet. I wrote a post a couple days ago, I just need to do the code for it. I'll get it up as soon as possible

Dawne | A Japanese School Life RP

Thanks

Dawne | A Japanese School Life RP

@Euphonium Hey, I was wondering if I could get a discord link. The previous one expired. Thanks!

Dawne | A Japanese School Life RP

Jonathan Harper

“Relax and do what you know, doing anything else will just confuse you.”

Overview

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_Name

Jonathan Harper

_Age

15

_Gender

Male

_Orientation

Straight

_{Social Class}

Wealthy

_{Defining Hobby}

Jon has always loved sports of all kinds and was seen as a potential future D-1 basketball recruit, though since his injury he has been exploring the more “geeky” side of life. Recently he has really gotten into video games and is discovering anime.

_Occupation

He is currently not employed, because most of his off time is spent in rehab. He does get an allowance to support him though.

Characterization

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_{Physical Description}

Jonathan stands at an impressive 5’10 and weighs 160 lbs. He has an incredibly athletic body with very little body fat, even though he has softened a bit since his injury. Jon is a freak athlete that seems to have little trouble excelling at any sport, no matter how demanding. For most of those sports, he relies more on freak athleticism than skill, except for basketball. He has a slight limp favoring his left knee and currently is unable to enjoy most sports. He has blonde messy hair that comes down to his hazel eyes, which shine with a mischievous glow. Typically his clothing consists of a combination of hoodies, t-shirts,shorts and athletic shoes. He also has his favorite pair of glasses hanging off his clothes somewhere at all times.

_{Personality Traits}

• Calm
• Kind
• Competitive
• Intelligent
• Lazy
• Demanding

_{Likes & Dislikes}

• Basketball
• Basically every other sport
• Gaming
• Anime
• History
• Sleep
• Winning

• Math
• Science
• Sore losers
• Mornings
• Clams

_{Home Life}

Jon is currently living with Matsutoya Nanako and her family. Jon's father asked for this as a favor from Nanako's father, since they know each other through business dealings. His parents stayed in America for their jobs when he was sent to Japan. He has a normal relationship with his parents, though he believes them to be a bit demanding. He has adapted well to independent life, but he still has things to learn. He spends most early mornings and nights at a variety of places going through physical therapy.

_{Personal Motivation}

Jon hopes to recover from his left knee injury during the school year, as well as expand his horizons. He also guesses it might not hurt to get decent grades.

Miscellaneous

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_{Relationships}

Matsutoya Nanako: Jon is currently staying with her and her family. He's has only arrived rather recently, so he doesn't know her well, which is something he hopes to change.

_{Belongings & Inventory}

Typically Jon has his keys and phone with him at all times. He also has a collection of basketball equipment in a bag that holds everything he needs.

_{Other Information}

Theme Song:https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ypMACz5ePNg
Jon plays like prime D rose, but has a more consistent three pointer.
EX:https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OzfaLHm2bW0

Dawne | A Japanese School Life RP

Oh, if you want me to clarify why he came to Japan I can send you a pm. @Euphonium