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Hero School(reboot)

Fairy Tail

@olcharlieboi@Roseletta@KatherinWinter
Stepney shrugged thinking it better to leave that particular lion's cage unshaken, if Griffin said he was fine; he was fine. At the very least Charles looked comfortable as opposed to the girl by the window, at least Griffin didn't look green in the face. He knew that look, and what it often led to, acting now rather then later a magical circle formed in his palm and slowly he raised a thin metal bucket from his hand.

Satisfied with his work he slid it along the floor to her feet "I think you might want this" he then eases himself into his seat and prepares for the journey, his foot tapping becoming more rapid as the train remained stationary.

Hero School(reboot)

@FinDragon
Fuck I just found the error you meant, thanks man. :)

Hero School(reboot)

@FinDragon
Oh, I can fix that if it make you happier?

Hero School(reboot)

@Marcus XVI@UberBlutwurst@Gentlemanvaultboy
"Oh, I'm quite alright, quite alright." Even Ed couldn't be taken in with a lie like that, the laughter came off as hollow and the smile was more like a porcelain mask. Though shattering that lie would probably do more harm than good so he decided not to press any further.

"So..." he began breaking the silence hoping the right words would follow "...the biker gear, that a look you're going for?" he let out a great sigh, those were not the right words. He couldn't really blame Loki when he left the group, its not like there was anything he could say. That Jake kid had snuck off with one of the other blokes leaving him with Tanya and Ashley, it had been some time since he'd been unable to get a conversation going but he felt a little put out by the way the last one had ended.

"Well, do you guys have some happier news to share?" he asked hopeful

Ascension: King of Kings (Open CS)

@Kibaro
That's completely fine, thanks for the response. I'm also here to get better at Rp in general so your feedback on my posts will be great as well.

Ascension: King of Kings (Open CS)

Rupal

Theme:https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lkpG-_v0yPc
Quote:"I-i-I can pro-probably make it."
Name:Rupal
Age: 21
Species: Descendant
Blood%: 70% Oro, 30% Sol
Gender: Male
Sex Preference: Hetero
Height: 5'11"
Weight: 160 lb.
Appearance:

My Hider

Rubal has tanned small frame with plenty of muscle hidden beneath his cloth and leather get up. Small Bronze horns protrude from his forehead and wrap back over his head keeping form to his otherwise wild brown hair. His wingspan and scales are a rich green and accent his forest green cloth well.

Vehicle: N/A

Personality:
Rupal is a quiet and nervous descendant often just going with whatever's happening around him rather than speaking up and stepping on a toe or two.

Occupation:
Traveling Blacksmith

Faction: Gaia

Pet: N/A

Exp:
He knows how to swing a sword but not much further than the basic “Pointy end goes into the other guy”.
He’s handy in the forge and can craft most basic tools provided he can get the resources and access to a forge.
He knows how to swing his hammer hard and fast when he needs to protect himself but would be no match for a trained fighter.
He has an understanding of dragon taming but nothing more than what its meant to look like.

Abilities/Powers:
Dragon Wings

Rock hard hide

Bright Light resistant

Weapons:Large Enchanted Blacksmith’s Hammer
While mostly used for bending metal to his will Rupals hammer has seen the broad side of a bandit or two. The hammer’s head is enchanted so that it shapes metals more easily to its wielders desired shape.

History:
Rupal was born born is Gaia as son of the great Gaia dragon tamer Nowyn and her new husband Elrihn an eccentric painter from Vrondi. Having a sheltered childhood so which lead to his quiet behaviour around others. Only when he was 15 would he allowed out on his own and only when he was 16 that he would be able to go and stay in one of the smaller towns to learn. While his father tried to bring him up on arts and crafts Rupal never had quite the nack for gentle touch required for things like painting or sculpting. Nowyn would look after rupal when she could however being a tamer of her caliber he didn’t see much of her.

Rupal would leave as often as he could for the town of Pearl simply to get away from everyone.

It would be years later that Rupal would discover his calling, while away in Pearl he was taking his latest abomination of a pot from a kiln. The local blacksmith who had been watching him come every day or so with a new attempt pulled him aside and started getting him to work the some hot steel. The older man’s actions confused him while he’d spoken to the blacksmith to ask to use the forge to make his pots while in pearl he’d never said anything to indicate his want to learn the craft, in fact he could only really recall talking to people in this town for goods and services nothing more. Still the Blacksmith was stubborn and Rupal had little if any courage protest, unlike his father's crafts working the metal and fire sparked something in him. It was almost as if the metal was telling him where and how hard to hit.

He spent the next month or so coming to the forge to learn how to blacksmith. While disappointed that his son hadn’t chosen one of the fairer crafts Elrihn was simply happy to see his son working on something that could be considered creative.

He now plans to set out into the world and learn all he can about blacksmithing from anywhere that will teach him.

Trivia:
He’s heard of his disgraced half brother who left many years ago and thinks very little of him.

Stats

Level- 17
Strength- 3+d7
Defense- 4+d6
Dexterity- 3+d7
Intelligence- 2+d6
Wisdom- 3+d7
Charisma- 2+d8
Weapon- Enchanted smith hammer
Type: Hammer
Damage: 1d8 bludgeoning
Ability: Slightly manipulates metals upon impact to the wielders choosing.

Endurance - 20

Skills / Abilities / Proficiency

Blacksmiths Tutelage - Repairs / Improvements / & Weapon Armor creation of basic tools and weapons can be done in half the time.

Arm of the Smith - +1 to Hammer attack roll damage outcomes.

Metal Enchantment- +1 to attack rolls against iron or steel.

Hindrances: None

Hero School(reboot)

@Im a huge mess
I'll be posting later on today, sorry for the delay.

Ascension: King of Kings (Open CS)

@Ashevelendar
pardon me I seem to have posted moments after you, I'll edit my post apropriately

Ascension: King of Kings (Open CS)

Any progress Rupal though he had made on the connection between the dream and curfew was lost to the bar once it had regained its vigor. Raised voices and clattering furniture assailed any coherent thoughts and mixed themselves in with his own thoughts muddling them. Placing his now empty drink on the table he pushed himself up from his seat and began weaving throughout the crowd careful not to bother anyone any longer then he had to. Paying for his drinks and escaping the confines of the busy bar Rupal took a deep breath he did know he needed. From the nearby railing he could see the rest of the town inside the large tree.

His pack weighed heavily on his back, much like a nagging thoughts reminding him of why he was here. He wasn’t sure what he could learn from a Sol Blacksmith, however if the smith here had anything to do with that Seraphim’s armor there would be plenty to be pick up. He had only ever worked on repairing the armor sent to the old smith in Peal, never actually having crafted a set from raw materials.

The bustle from people moving up and down the path was far more calming than the inside of the bar. The sounds had a sense of purpose and felt deliberate rather messy brawl of noise that would fight amoungst itself for attention.

The market itself was easy enough to find with a bit of wandering and he could only imagine the Blacksmith wouldn’t be much too far from it. A loud clatter and metal ringing out pierce the noise of the market making itself known. A few of the wares from the store the sound had emanated from rolled around the base of the table. The remains of what could only have been a small jug or mug hung off an obviously drunk Gaian soldier armor. The handle rested in the grip of a large Nayu looking man towered over them despite having hunched over in a defensive stance. Rupal stood there stunned he couldn’t recall the last time he’d seen anyone strike a Gaian soldier, much less one that stuck around to see what happened. He wasn’t sure why but he couldn't tear his eyes away from the huge man’s horns, or lack thereof. The bases looked as though had been rather crudely cut and then filed, it reminded him of something though like most of his other thoughts today it escaped him.

He could only sit on and watch he had no idea who was at fault here. Perhaps his mother's name held some sway with the guards, that might be enough to get them to stop however he had nothing to stop the big guy. Even more challenging than that he would have to some both interrupt them and get their attention. Still not one to stand by he swung his bag down and started rifling through for his papers keeping. The action would prove futile, as the merchant seemed to diffuse the situation as send the guard on their way.

Her scolding struck him as odd why would Gaian Soldiers answer to the captain of the guard in Sunfire? If they did, it meant they would know more about this curfew and it was a whole lot easier to approach Gaian guards then the Vrondi ones.

“E-excuse me-e!” he stammered trying to stuff his gear back into his bag and keep up with them at the same time.