Rayn Night

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Ill wait on Hey, like I have mentioned

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Alrighty then

Legend of Renalta 2: Reborn

Perfect, thank you very much. I am working on the modifications right away.

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I will have Vordan do somethign during the Night, but I am fine with it.

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I'll wait for you and Heyit to post :P

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Aaannd there we go

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* Metal shavings… Rose thorns… A fly trap plant… This should work…*

These were the main elements of his concoction, hopefully not being another dud of a combination. Many times had he managed to bring ingredients together and try to bind everything together with magic to receive nothing at the end. Yes, it was part of the risk of his ‘’trade’’, but it was always annoying as hell when nothing worked, as it wasted his ingredients and his precious time. This specific mixture would come and modify and already existing item, which made the task a little harder. The magic of both things might collide and explode in his face, which meant more pain. Again. It was the risk, once more.

The ingredients slowly being crushed together in a mixing bowl, he could already feel the reaction happening, which meant he had probably made a good mix. The binding would happen later, to not awake suspicion or his hidden talent. He was actually quite happy to feel the reaction of the substances. It wasn`t going to be a waste of his time. A smile creped on his lips as he pulled out an empty glass container, preparing to transfer it for transport. Before he could do so, he was interrupted…

He turned himself around, facing one of the travelers that he was journeying with. Oddly, it was the musician. What did he want? He couldn’t tell right away, but he already felt that this wasn`t going to be a pleasant conversation. He put the bowl and the container down as he spoke, listened to his words with care… He had almost just turned around and went back to his things within the first two sentences he spoke. A soldier? Really? What gave him the impression he was a soldier? He was far from one really. Although, he could admit that separating himself from the group was a little foolish, but he couldn’t understand the pain of his people. None of them really could.

He looked at the bowl of food for a moment, and then raised his head to see the man walk back… What was he doing? He hadn’t really noticed it yet, but the man seemed to be trying to find his way back with the scabbard. What was he doing? He was slightly curious, especially as the arrow flew and the man reacted instinctively. Odd… He decided to look over it for the moment. He returned to his own thing, finally pouring the pasty substance into the glass container and putting everything he had just used away into his traveling bag. He would have the chance to do something with his mixtures when they would reach the next village.

With that done, he took his things and left the bowl of food behind without touching it, retreating to a tree not too far from the camp fire to sit down and rest his back on its trunk. There was no way he would join that circle to have those eyes judge him for his actions. For now, he would just stay at his own thing. Het set everything do, pulling up the wrapped up weapon of his and finally rolled out the leather to reveal the weapon of his invention. The 6-bolt Crossbow. He took it in his hands, pulling the stock up against his shoulder. It was time for a little inspection.

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Vordan had reacted very poorly to the offer, and already, Elrithos felt the struggle that was going to be set within the group. The hatred of the people of Ellahur would never die down for what the Syndarean had done to them… They didn’t know the true history they had. Once great allies, broken by this war with the Dark Emperor. Allies for many years, yet they seemed to have forgotten their history together, the war they had won TOGETHER hundreds of years ago. Elrithos had been taught about most of the Kingdoms and their histories, as being a messenger, he had to know a lot. It was a shame really. Maybe he should make them remember their history… A story for another night. The atmosphere was already tight enough that he didn`t want to spawn more worries.

He sighed as he accepted the bowl of the dwarven man, nodding and bowing down as he was served. He ate his food slowly, actually enjoying it. He wasn`t quite used to making tasty food. When you lived in the desert, you didn`t argue on how things tasted. He has kept his smile, looking up at the group. He wanted people to understand that even if he was a warrior of the sands, he was not a heartless man. Yes, he had seen war. Gruesome war. But he had been over it now. It was a new time. Time for the people of this continent to bond back together.

Elrithos had barely noticed Caelis getting up and going to see Vordan. Bad idea. The man was probably already very sensitive with this whole subject, starting to add up on it would just make things so much worst. People were going to bash down on the tall man for sure, but he still didn`t deserve to be look down lie that. They had to sort out their differences, that was all.

Finishing his bowl, he went and thanked the young woman for her appetizing meal. It was a meal he enjoyed greatly actually and he expressed it to her kindly. He stepped back towards his things, a little bit outside the circle around the fire. He pulled out some clothes that he gradually wrapped around itself, creating a small ball of wool. Knowing that Faith and Caelis would be singing, he opted for a more quite way to do his own thing while still being within the circle. He stayed up on his feet as he smiled lightly, letting the ball of tissue fall, catching it before it hit the ground with the top of his boot… And then, he started juggling with the ball, using only his feet, legs and knees t make the ball go in the air and catch. It was oen of his few passive hobbies to do this. It was a great way to grow coordination and have some fun while settling to rest!

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I got the message, I will post within these few hours

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Well then xD Soon :P

Legend of Renalta 2: Reborn

Alright, the changes are made. Donovhan will remain a reserve character while Elrithos will join in the ranks.

Donovhan, Mage Hunter (Reserve Character)

Biographical Section
Name: Donovhan (Vhan in the later years)
Age: 35
Race: Human of the Templar Order
Sex: Male
Appearance:

Homeland: The Templar Order of Rheinfeld
History:
Raised by his mother, a simple priestess of a small town, Donovhan was nothing but a common boy. His father had been a Templar for many years… And still is. The two rarely ever had a chance to see the man, as it was an ever ending occupation and the the would never come the he would come back. Yet, the boy and the mother were happy that their family was graced with the man’s name. It was an honor to know that Donovhan was the son of this man. And even the boy was glad, even if he was never there. He even aspired to be one! How to better impress his dad? Following in his footsteps!

And so, when came the age he could join the military might of the Templar Order, Donovhan jumped on the occasion and signed up with his good friend Oleg. Both were trained together, as soldiers, to aspire to become templars. The Duo weren’t separated, which was a relief for the both of them. They could grow into men of the battlefield together. But, the least they knew, it wasn’t going to be a straight road to the battlefield.

The two were eventually pulled out of the ranks. At first, they thought it was them being stripped away from the military, although it made no sense. They were doing fine in training, why would they be pulled out? Well, it was only a meeting with their supêrior and a man from a special unit of the Order: The Mage hunters. These soldiers had the aptitude to defend themselves more efficiently against the magic of this world. Both Oleg and Donovhan had proved that they were men capable of joining this special unit. They were both brought out to train somewhere else.

And so to say, although they both had rough beginnings, they eventually came to learn about their natural skills and developed them to become exactly what the order wanted. Full-fledged hunters. Although both were unique and strong hunters, Donovhan had risen to a great reputation amongst the unit.

This is when the civil war had started in Rheinfeld… It created a whole within the unit itself, as many had departed from the lands of the Templar Order to join back up with the Papacy or the Republic. It was a very bitter time, as feud between members erupted and opinions on the fact came in conflict. The unit survived, but lost many of its members. Oleg and Donovhan had a strong believe, after what he had heard about the Gods, that the Papacy shouldn’t have governmental control anymore and still remain with the Templars.

Eventually, they both risen to Elite Hunters, and with that title, Donovhan was asked to partake in a new ‘’unit’’ to say. One that would mean a great deal to the Templar Order. The Queen’s Blade. Of course, Donovhan accepted without question, as he was proud of the Templar Order and would represent them as perfectly as he could.

Motivation: “My skills would bring great help, I believe... And the Nine Hells are an abomination and their beasts should stay there. Oh, and of course, I want to make the Templar proud that they have trained me.”

Traits & Equipment

Fortitude (Rank II): Whether or not you are a mage, you can learn how to defend yourself from one, and that is just what you decided to do. After all, how else are you supposed to save the world if you can be cooked in a fireball by a pissed off mage?

+ Basics of resisting magical spells.
++ Increased resistance to magical spells.

Sharp (Rank I): You’ve started to notice how certain people stand, and how others try to keep certain parts of themselves out of harm’s way, or try to cover up certain not-so-good looking pieces of armor. Given more time, you could manifest this into a real talent for assassinating even the most armored of targets.

+ Basics of weakness-finding and lie detecting.

Wells of Power (Rank I): Having been born with this talent or having artificially acquired it later on in life, you’ve connected your mind and soul to the five ethereal Wells of Power, the sources of all magic. You can subtly feel nearby mages and places of magical power, though this isn’t precise yet. The more powerful it is, the more likely you will detect it.

+ Basics of detecting magic and mages.

Defender (Rank I): You could take more hits to the face and become an unrecognizable, horrible mutilated piece of scar tissue on one and a half legs... Or, you’ve mused, you could probably just stop that by holding a shield and your armour correctly. This lets you absorb harder blows with your shield and armour.

+ Basics of using shields and armors

Unique Traits:

Mage Hunter Aptitude - Iron Will (Stage I): The first thing that Donovhan was taught as a Mage Hunter was that their minds must be solid and impenetrable walls for mages. Losing control of oneself meant all their knowledge and experience would be turned against themselves and to allies around. And so, one must make sure that no one takes over their will.

+ Increased resistance against Mind Control, Mind reading and Mental Influence (Upgrade to Fortitude)

Mage Slayer Aptitude - Disruptive Knowledge (Stage II): Donovhan went above simply making himself resilient against spells and went into studies of the art of disrupting magic before it even reaches him. This powerful Anti-Magic has allowed to extend his resilience to magical spells to further than his own self.

++ Advanced knowledge of how magic works (Substitute to Apprentice and Wizened)
_____ ++ Anti-Magic (Disruption) school Unlocked (Focused, No Secondary School)
_____ ++ Knowledge of how common and uncommon magic is used and their sources

High Ranking Hunter of the Templar Order (Rank I): Donovhan earned his rank as a Mage Hunter, working through from the bottom into the elites of the Templar Order. And it wasn’t by sly lies or going around the orders given. He went and came back from every mission asked to be done. It got him where he is today.

+ Good Reputation and Contacts within the Templar Order and the Ranks of the Mage Hunters

Equipment List
Banded mail armor
Coffin-shaped shield
Longsword
Heavy Mace
Dagger
Note book with General Knowledge of many kinds of magic and their sources (Quick reference book in case he forgets details he should remember)
Waterskin
A few sets of clothes
Light Crossbow
10 bolts

Personal Section

Romance: Of course, it is part of life to find love, so why restrict the option?
Does the Kouri Plushie exist?: Somewhere in this world, maybe

Signature: I, Rayn Night, shall abide to the rules mentioned in the intro post of the OOC and willingly accept that my character can be killed off at any time by the GM Brovo under any circumstances.

Elrithos, Aavikanian Warrior (Active Character)

Biographical Section

Name: Elrithos “Sand Runner”
Age: 521
Race: Aavikanian (Desert elves who used to reside in the Blighted Lands up North of Tuleria, now live within the Kingdom)
Sex: Male
Appearance:

Homeland: Freehold
History:
The Aavikanian people where once a proud, independent culture from the lands up north of the Kingdom of Tuleria that used to belong to the lands of the Freeholds many years ago. The lands could bare the lot of settlements and nomads inhabiting it. The Aavikanian had a hold that could hold its own, although like any other settlement; they needed traded goods, which were often exchanged with those of Tuleria and rarely anyone within the Freeholds. A solid civilization… Until there came the Blight. No one saw it coming, and most of the people who inhabited the lands didn’t have time to react properly to the sudden changes in the sands. This led to many deaths across these sandy planes which the Aavikanian were not spared from, causing a large portion of their elders, children and ill people to die rapidly with the lack of resources that came.

These events had caused the Aavikanians to move slowly towards the west, going into the lands that were control by warlords… Their arrival within these places was well recognized, especially for those slave traders. The Aavikanians, being natural tough and hardworking people, were gems for those who sold slaves. And so, which these cold hearted kidnappings and disappearances of many of their folk around the desert, they retreated to the only place where they would be safe from this. They moved towards the kingdom, their numbers having dropped considerably, and hoped that they could be brought in. Fortunately enough, one of the leaders had accepted their pled, but ask for their complete allegiance and military might to be asked upon whenever he seemed fit and aid from the people. Naturally, the Aavikanians had no problem with this as it would be somewhere for them to be and continue on their culture.

Amongst this resilient race was Elrithos, a simple military man. He is one of the view that had seen the exile of the Blighted lands and the tragic loss of their people to both these cursed lands and to the slave traders… He is also one of the few who still practices the ancient Aavikanian arts of desert warfare. He has seen many battles and encounters in his five hundred years of living. He has grown accustomed to the deserts and its mischiefs. With the old council dismissed ever since the exile, he and a few of the elders now speak for their people when consulting with Boann, their current leader they follow under.. He also teaches the old Aavikanian desert warfare to the soldiers their leader within Tuleria ask them to train his soldiers.

The few years have passed and finally, his military might was recognized by people and eventually, had an invitation to come to Renalta to join the Queen`s Blade. He had discussed it with Boann, which seemed to actually encourage Elithos to answer this invitation with his presence. And so, Elrithos thanked King Boann and went off to Renalta, hoping to honor his people and the King.

Motivation: “My people are the most important thing to me... And with everything happening, I wish to help keep these demons away from those I love..”

Traits & Equipment

Endurance Training (Rank I): As you would expect from an Aavikanian like Elrithos, he was hardened as a soldier of the Council and his remarkable resilience is nothing short of his many years of experience.

+ Basics of taking more damage and resisting pain-related negative effects.

Slippery (Rank I): Making sure that one is not hit is much more important than actually hitting your target… Or so say the Aavikanians. Elrithos takes those words and puts them into a fierce battle tactic.

+Basics of dodging and evasion

Investigator (Sharp Rank II): Having lived so many years, Elrithos has learned to read and find holes in both speeches and actions and notice things most other youthful people wouldn’t snap right away. You could say that the years gave him an insight with people and to adapt as he needed.

+ Basics of spotting weaknesses and lie detecting
++ Increases chances of finding out of place things and detecting weaknesses in armour. There is a chance that your character will suddenly have a realization about something they didn't understand before (GM assistance).

Rapid Blows (Rank I): When Elrithos faces people who are more lightly armored, he does not need to be exact and precise in his actions and prefers going for rapid blows, bringing the enemy down much faster when slicing them down to bits and moving down to the next individual quickly.

+ Basics of attacking rapidly in an effective manner.

Unique Traits

Aavikanian – Runners of the Desert: The deserts of the Freehold are not on to be easy to live within, especially with the nomadic tribes living in these places. They do not have the might of the savage races around, but they are particularly resilient people, built to last the harshest of conditions and toughest of battles.

+ Increased Senses (Sight and Hearing)
+ Resilient to Extreme climates (Hot and Cold)
+ Increased cardio endurance and energy conservation (Upgrade of Endurance Training)

Ancient Aavikanian Warfare (Rank II): Elrithos is one of many Aavikanian who has gone through the harsh training to become a soldier of the council, basically part of the elite troops of their people. They are taught, first and for most, that survival is the key. If one has to fight to the death to survive, then shall it be. If one has to run. Run. If one has to hold the line until reinforcement, then you fight until it is surely impossible to defend.

++ Advanced combat maneuvering and techniques with single edged blades and double bladed weapons.
______ + Increased Accuracy with these weapons
______ ++ Increased (Defense) deflection/parrying with these weapons against humanoids
+ Increased dodging and evasion when engaged in melee combat. (Upgrade of Slippery)

Stand Your Ground (Rank I): Amongst one of the important things to know from battle, survival, general things in life, Elrithos knows that once you hit the ground, chances are, you won’t stand back up again in most situations. Therefore, one must be able to stay up against most assaults, most situations so that a prone stance doesn’t make your chances of survival slim to none.

+ Increased chances of staying on your feet after a misstep, overruns, tripping, etc.

Equipment List
Chainmail Hauberk
Combat sown desert clothing
Traveling clothes (Desert)
Traveling Clothes (Other)
2 Waterskins (Very Important)

Sandblade – This specialty weapon was created by the Aavikanians to adapt to the desert and the threat that was brought towards them. It is what the common warrior would possibly call a double scimitar. It is a wooden shaft, about 3 feet long, with two sharp, single edged blades at each end, resembling shorter versions of the scimitar. The blunt, rounded edges of the blade were made for parrying and deflection of weapons, enabling the Aavikanian to parry and immediately slid in for a slice. This weapon is best used versus lightly armored or unarmored foes. Plates mail require the user of the Sandblade to aim for weak or discovered areas, such as the wrist, neck and head. This usually requires a more elaborate, extended battle.

Two Elven scimitars
A curved dagger
A pouch of sand
Amulet of the Sand God

Personal Section

Romance: Of course, it is part of life to find love, so why restrict the option?
Does the Kouri Plushie exist?: Somewhere in this world, maybe

Signature: I, Rayn Night, shall abide to the rules mentioned in the intro post of the OOC and willingly accept that my character can be killed off at any time by the GM Brovo under any circumstances.