POOHEAD189

A Tolkien based RP: Out of the Past

"'Allow?' and no shaking of the hand? You must take these men lightly, Saptheth. For an Eastern Man who's been a prisoner for the better part of mountain knows long, you seem a bit reluctant to make cheer and friendship with those who now extend a hand toward you." Branack said with a sense of wisdom, though the show was destroyed not a moment later from quite a loud burp from beneath his beard that echoed within the Tavern.

He had seen the man Baranor go his own way, and young girl who he had befriended now making her way up to her quarters for a rest. He was far more concerned with the cake and drink in front of him, and the humming of a tune as he tried to keep his own spirits up and away from this daunting task before them. Not daunting for the danger, mind you. But daunting because it represented a great deal to his people. He felt as if Durin the Deathless had given him this sacred task, and in a jest made him apart of a group of men and not hard fighting Dwarves.

"It matters little though," he continued. "For soon, all of us shall need to learn to fight with one another, or die alone. For our adventure strays upon the edge of a Knife, and soon our battles will forge us into a group whether we are showing kindness and kinship now or not."
@Vor@BCTheEntity

Treasure Hunters - A Warhammer Fantasy Adventure

@CelticSoldierAlso I am sorry if it seemed like Sketti wasn't effected much by your post. I did that mid sentence halt for comedic purposes. He still felt what you said.

An Oriental Story [Martial Arts Themed RP] - LF Force Master

@Holy Soldier

Eladar Takeda

The Stray Tiger

Age: 26
Region of Origin: West
Hometown: Xang Jian
Deity: White Tiger
Master: Blade Master
Gender: Male
Race: Jin
Height: 5'9
Weight: 150 pounds
Hair: His hair is thick, black and worn in an unruly fashion, pulled into a ponytail at the back of his head.
Eyes: Dark and sharp like swords themselves. Even feeling a bit displeased, a dangerous look comes upon him with those eyes.
Skin: Khaki colored skin, tanned by long hours training in the sun. His hands are lined and callused.
Handedness: True Blademasters train both, but in an odd mixture, he wields his sword in his write hand, and a pen with his left when need be.
Scars: Various battle scars line his chest and back, and a sword cut is still visible on his left cheek. Four scars along his back, two criss crossing on his right bicep and one on the back of his left hand
Tattoos: None

His hair is black and worn in an unruly fashion, pulled into a ponytail at the back of his head. His skin is tanned, close to Olive colored. He has a noticeable fit and trim body, with practiced hard muscle. Eladar is slim though, and he relies more on speed than strength. His face is not unhandsome, if not for his very dark, severe eyes. Even feeling a bit displeased, a dangerous look comes upon him with those eyes. He has a small scar on his left cheek, as well as 4 scars along his back, 2 criss crossing on his right bicep and one on the back of his left hand, and various cuts on his back. He wears a torn wool vest over a grey-tan shirt. He wears Hakama pants, tied by a blue sash belt. He wears a sarashi over both of his hands and forearms, leaving his fingers unwrapped. His feet are covered in open toed sandals, though he is not above wearing sturdy traveling shoes (kutsu) when donning his armor. His armor is a sleeveless breastplate of very sturdy burgundy scale mail with a matching Haidate. He wears kote Gauntlets and Suneate.

Likes: Kata, Training, Fishing, Horseback riding, art, and poetry.
Dislikes: Braggarts, Promiscuity, Cheaters, Deceit, couples.
Goals: To slay bandits, warlords, and those who use Dark Chi/Ki. To live content by himself. To slay his traitorous brother.
Fears: Giving in to a life of mediocrity.
Mannerisms: Eladar has a tendency to break the status quo, perhaps challenging a haughty Lord who constantly boasts about his combat prowess to put him in his place. This BladeMaster also has a soft spot for strays, both children and animals, or even adults who feel lost, though he'll not be their crutch for long. He often does not engage in much conversation with someone unless they have shared a battlefield together.
Psychological Condition: Dark dreams of his past.
Superstitions: None
Social Pressures/Problems:

• Is not very warm or comforting to those who need it, other than a kind smile perhaps and a pat on the back.
• Tactless to those whom he thinks deserve no respect.
• Has a hard time expressing his feelings.

Parents: Fukishama Takeda - Deceased
Mother (unknown. Deceased)
Siblings: Yan Shang - Alive
Rivals: Yan Shang
Enemies:

• Yan Shang Takeda - Brother
• Fukojutsi Tar'gaidon - Bandit Leader
• Koromomotatsu - Dark Assassin

Weapons: Chokutō
Skills:

• Herbal remedies/Healing light wounds
• Smithing
• Fishing

Powers:
Whirlwind Tiger: Designed to distract a single opponent, or defeat multiple opponents, Whirlwind Tiger is a fierce maelstrom of whirring blade strikes. To the casual eye, it would look like a typhoon of blades had engulfed Eladar.

Whirlwind Tiger (Unarmed): Summoning the Spirit of the West, Eladar uses a subversion of his sword attack to make a devastating unarmed technique. His hands are as dangerous as tiger claws, ripping, striking, and grappling his opponents.

Forge Fire: Can summon his Ki and give him limited fire manipulation along his hands, or even his mouth in a breath attack.

Predators Glare: A power of his inner chi and will. Strikes dumb those with weaker wills if he can take the sufficient time to gather his chi strength. A difficult technique to master, and does not work on experienced fighters.

Searing Sword: Transforms the sword's blade scalding, allowing it to cut through most material like butter and burning/scorching any flesh it even goes near (save the user).

Current Story: Samurai Lord Fukishima Takeda returned from war with a child swaddled in cloth, his bastard whom he named Eladar. The middle child of the Fukishima family, much to the Lord's wife's displeasure. Still, he grew up among his brothers and felt as if he truly belonged. Until he was age 12, when his family's manor was ransacked and his older brother and father were killed.

He fled in the night from the unseen force of Ronin, finally being discovered by his soon-to-be master Jian Bing, the White Tiger of the West. Eladar thought the man was a beast sent to kill him, and attacked. He was easily defeated, but the master saw Eladar's fighting spirit, even through the pain of his family's death.

For a decade he was trained in the art of the blade, learning swiftly and mastering his chi and ki usage. His master was tough and firm, brooking no room for weakness or slacking off. Jian Bing did not even allow Eladar to train with a steel sword until he himself could forge one. Many years Eladar spent in the smithy, honing his body into hard muscle, and giving him a keen eye for craftsmanship. Still, the Tiger of the West learned to care for Eladar and truly chose him to be his successor, watching over him day and night.

He gave him much freedom, some summers allowing him to travel and see the world. Eladar visited the North and the frozen mountains, and South with its innovations in Gunpowder, but it was the East that he felt a kinship with. He remembered his father telling him East had been where he had originally come from, and to honor this he taught himself various techniques that are reminiscent of both the Tiger and the Dragon. During his travels he fought in various battles as a sellsword or local hero, but always returned home to hone his skills and blade in the West.

It wasn't until he was 23 that he learned through a rumor and meditation that it was his youngest brother who, even at the young age of 10, allowed the enemy Ronin to infiltrate the castle so he could become the Lord. Now, his half Brother Yan Shang leads a group of marauders from a base in the mountains, while he flatters and lies to other Nobles vying for power at the Old Manor the Takeda brothers grew up in.

Eladar and Yan Shang have fought on various occasions, but despite Eladar's skills and powers, Yan wields a special blade imbued with dark chi that allows him to hold his own...for now.
For two years, Eladar has been out of the West, traveling and looking to hone his skills even further, a stray swordsman, and the Ronin who will become the successor to Jian Bing.

Damn, took me all night. But here he is for your consideration!

The Walking Dead-From the beginning -Closed

@WickI got lots to do, but I should have a character by the weekend!

The Gregorian - Imperium (Warhammer 50K RP, The Shape of the Nightmare to Come)

@agentmanateeIt's a cool ass concept, but I simply won't have time. Perhaps later if there is still an opening.

Valkyrie Theory [Sci-fi Mecha RP][Rp is up][OPEN and Accepting]

@MysteriousFrogSeems the gang is indeed trickling in! Welcome, Frog

An Oriental Story [Martial Arts Themed RP] - LF Force Master

@MilkmanIt's my bad that he hasn't given a verdict yet. I shall have a completed sheet tonight and we'll see who carries the blade!

Work in Progress

The Stray Tiger

Age: 26
Region of Origin: West
Hometown: Xang Jian
Deity: White Tiger
Master: Blade Master
Gender: Male
Race: Jin
Height: 5'9
Weight: 150 pounds
Hair: His hair is thick, black and worn in an unruly fashion, pulled into a ponytail at the back of his head.
Eyes: Dark and sharp like swords themselves. Even feeling a bit displeased, a dangerous look comes upon him with those eyes.
Skin: Khaki colored skin, tanned by long hours training in the sun. His hands are lined and callused.
Handedness: True Blademasters train both, but in an odd mixture, he wields his sword in his write hand, and a pen with his left when need be.
Scars: Various battle scars line his chest and back, and a sword cut is still visible on his left cheek. Four scars along his back, two criss crossing on his right bicep and one on the back of his left hand
Tattoos: None

His hair is black and worn in an unruly fashion, pulled into a ponytail at the back of his head. His skin is tanned, close to Olive colored. He has a noticeable fit and trim body, with practiced hard muscle. Eladar is slim though, and he relies more on speed than strength. His face is not unhandsome, if not for his very dark, severe eyes. Even feeling a bit displeased, a dangerous look comes upon him with those eyes. He has a small scar on his left cheek, as well as 4 scars along his back, 2 criss crossing on his right bicep and one on the back of his left hand, and various cuts on his back. He wears a torn wool vest over a grey-tan shirt. He wears Hakama pants, tied by a blue sash belt. He wears a sarashi over both of his hands and forearms, leaving his fingers unwrapped. His feet are covered in open toed sandals, though he is not above wearing sturdy traveling shoes (kutsu) when donning his armor. His armor is a sleeveless breastplate of very sturdy burgundy scale mail with a matching Haidate. He wears kote Gauntlets and Suneate.

Likes: Kata, Training, Fishing, Horseback riding, art, and poetry.
Dislikes: Braggarts, Promiscuity, Cheaters, Deceit, couples.
Goals: To slay bandits, warlords, and those who use Dark Chi/Ki. To live content by himself. To slay his traitorous brother.
Fears: Giving in to a life of mediocrity.
Mannerisms: Eladar has a tendency to break the status quo, perhaps challenging a haughty Lord who constantly boasts about his combat prowess to put him in his place. This BladeMaster also has a soft spot for strays, both children and animals, or even adults who feel lost, though he'll not be their crutch for long. He often does not engage in much conversation with someone unless they have shared a battlefield together.
Psychological Condition: Dark dreams of his past.
Superstitions: None
Social Pressures/Problems:

• Is not very warm or comforting to those who need it, other than a kind smile perhaps and a pat on the back.
• Tactless to those whom he thinks deserve no respect.
• Has a hard time expressing his feelings.

Parents: Fukishama Takeda - Deceased
Mother (unknown. Deceased)
Siblings: Yan Shang - Alive
Rivals: Yan Shang
Enemies:

• Yan Shang Takeda - Brother
• Fukojutsi Tar'gaidon - Bandit Leader
• Koromomotatsu - Dark Assassin

Weapons: Chokutō
Skills:

• Herbal remedies/Healing light wounds
• Smithing
• Fishing

Powers:
Whirlwind Tiger: Designed to distract a single opponent, or defeat multiple opponents, Whirlwind Tiger is a fierce maelstrom of whirring blade strikes. To the casual eye, it would look like a typhoon of blades had engulfed Eladar.

Whirlwind Tiger (Unarmed): Summoning the Spirit of the West, Eladar uses a subversion of his sword attack to make a devastating unarmed technique. His hands are as dangerous as tiger claws, ripping, striking, and grappling his opponents.

Forge Fire: Can summon his Ki and give him limited fire manipulation along his hands, or even his mouth in a breath attack.

Predators Glare: A power of his inner chi and will. Strikes dumb those with weaker wills if he can take the sufficient time to gather his chi strength. A difficult technique to master, and does not work on experienced fighters.

Searing Sword: Transforms the sword's blade scalding, allowing it to cut through most material like butter and burning/scorching any flesh it even goes near (save the user).

Current Story: Samurai Lord Fukishima Takeda returned from war with a child swaddled in cloth, his bastard whom he named Eladar. The middle child of the Fukishima family, much to the Lord's wife's displeasure. Still, he grew up among his brothers and felt as if he truly belonged. Until he was age 12, when his family's manor was ransacked and his older brother and father were killed.

He fled in the night from the unseen force of Ronin, finally being discovered by his soon-to-be master Jian Bing, the White Tiger of the West. Eladar thought the man was a beast sent to kill him, and attacked. He was easily defeated, but the master saw Eladar's fighting spirit, even through the pain of his family's death.

For a decade he was trained in the art of the blade, learning swiftly and mastering his chi and ki usage. His master was tough and firm, brooking no room for weakness or slacking off. Jian Bing did not even allow Eladar to train with a steel sword until he himself could forge one. Many years Eladar spent in the smithy, honing his body into hard muscle, and giving him a keen eye for craftsmanship. Still, the Tiger of the West learned to care for Eladar and truly chose him to be his successor, watching over him day and night.

He gave him much freedom, some summers allowing him to travel and see the world. Eladar visited the North and the frozen mountains, and South with its innovations in Gunpowder, but it was the East that he felt a kinship with. He remembered his father telling him East had been where he had originally come from, and to honor this he taught himself various techniques that are reminiscent of both the Tiger and the Dragon. During his travels he fought in various battles as a sellsword or local hero, but always returned home to hone his skills and blade in the West.

It wasn't until he was 23 that he learned through a rumor and meditation that it was his youngest brother who, even at the young age of 10, allowed the enemy Ronin to infiltrate the castle so he could become the Lord. Now, his half Brother Yan Shang leads a group of marauders from a base in the mountains, while he flatters and lies to other Nobles vying for power at the Old Manor the Takeda brothers grew up in.

Eladar and Yan Shang have fought on various occasions, but despite Eladar's skills and powers, Yan wields a special blade imbued with dark chi that allows him to hold his own...for now.
For two years, Eladar has been out of the West, traveling and looking to hone his skills even further, a stray swordsman, and the Ronin who will become the successor to Jian Bing.

Treasure Hunters - A Warhammer Fantasy Adventure

@Bright_Ops

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The helmet is something along the lines of this (img05.deviantart.net/b527/i/2011/062/7..), so seeing anything except two black eyes would be pretty difficult. Then again, it's quite obvious he's an Elf, just the style of armour he's wearing would make that clear enough. :)

@Jbcool

Indeed, that helmet screams Elgi