Restalaan

Heir to the Maou

Gunthar, Slave 24601

18, Male, Demon (Ogre)

Skin: Tan

Eyes: Brown eyes.

Hair: Black hair, tied in a single long braid and a large metallic ring hang at the end.

Body: Standing at 10 foot tall, large, stocky and some might considered fat. An unusual sight for one within a labor camp but all that bulging gut are muscles rather than just fat alone. A common physique amongst the ogres that lived in the cold mountains for Gunthar tribes. His face without the helmet is one that is a grim disposition as a long scar trailed from one of his eye, the beginning of a short messy beard around his chin.

Backgroud: Gunthar was born within the slave camps and is the second generation of slaves. Elders recognized him as part of the ogre tribes that once resides in the mountains passes of their home country. Tasked with the duty of protecting the vital and strategic areas while also being their home, the Ogre tribe did not need much convinvcing to take up arms when the human army came.

Fighting and repulsing armies after armies despite the overwhelming odds, the Ogre tribe fought fiercely even after the heroes murdered the Demon Lord. Such resistance was finally brought down by the band of heroes and after years of attrition. The once mighty Ogre tribes now laid broken and scattered into the winds, only a handful escaped.

Those that were caught or unable to run, became the target of the human ire as they're forced to work in the mines alongside many others, their prodigious physical strength was now used to haul heavy cargoes, breaking stones, and transporting building material too heavy from other normal demons to carry.

Family: None, was raised amongst the other common ogres separated from their families.

Occupation: Slave. Breaker. Handed a large hammer with a head nearly the size of a barrel, their job is to break large rocks into smaller chunks.

Hobbies: Smashing things. Eating. Walking and exploring but always forced to be shackled or pulled back into place. Dreams of seeing what's beyond the camp.

Party Role: Tank and damage dealer

Aura:
Strength - Petty
Power - Petty
Control - Weak
Resilience - Petty
Overall - Petty +

Heir to the Maou

Gunthar

Heavy thuds followed as a large shadow fell onto a few enslaved people, making them look upwards briefly at one of the few largest that stayed in the prison camp.

Far too large for one that was supposed to belong in a slave camp, alongside the large gut that looked way too unhealthy if it were on a human. A rotund demon gathered at the end of the square where they've been roll called for the day, joining the carters on the right-hand side.

His job was simple, go in, smash the walls, expand the route for the miners and pull the carts for transport. A work that he can do alone which will take multiple demons to do so as he followed his group and the captain assigned to direct them.

Momentarily, he halted in his tracks and looked upwards to the skies. Taking it in and wondered just how far it stretched.

Then just as quickly, that thought left him as he headed inwards to the mines. Not even bothering with an upper shirt since his own skin was probably tougher than most protection, and it'll get extremely hot inside anyways. The only thing that he did wore was the worker trousers and a gut plate strapped around his waist. Protecting his gut and also serves as a belt for him to hold his tools. Utilitarian and bare bones. The only note-worthy thing was his long hair, braided into a singular one with a large metal ring at the end of it.

@EmmaZ

Just for a moment, he spotted another demon looking around. Locking eyes, he remembers this one. Not the name but face, seen her a number of times during his work of carting. Giving a singular grunt, he nodded his head as was taught to him roughly and painfully before moving on.

Gunthar turned his focus and gave himself a meaty thwack across his fist, he shall get more than a cart and obtain more food for himself. That watered his mouth and stimulated his appetite, further driving his motivation as he tromped with much more gusto and speed that was unexpected for one of his size.

Heir to the Maou

Gunthar, Slave 24601

18, Male, Demon (Ogre)

Skin: Tan

Eyes: Brown eyes.

Hair: Black hair, tied in a single long braid and a large metallic ring hang at the end.

Body: Standing at 10 foot tall, large, stocky and some might considered fat. An unusual sight for one within a labor camp but all that bulging gut are muscles rather than just fat alone. A common physique amongst the ogres that lived in the cold mountains for Gunthar tribes. His face without the helmet is one that is a grim disposition as a long scar trailed from one of his eye, the beginning of a short messy beard around his chin.

Backgroud: Gunthar was born within the slave camps and is the second generation of slaves. Elders recognized him as part of the ogre tribes that once resides in the mountains passes of their home country. Tasked with the duty of protecting the vital and strategic areas while also being their home, the Ogre tribe did not need much convinvcing to take up arms when the human army came.

Fighting and repulsing armies after armies despite the overwhelming odds, the Ogre tribe fought fiercely even after the heroes murdered the Demon Lord. Such resistance was finally brought down by the band of heroes and after years of attrition. The once mighty Ogre tribes now laid broken and scattered into the winds, only a handful escaped.

Those that were caught or unable to run, became the target of the human ire as they're forced to work in the mines alongside many others, their prodigious physical strength was now used to haul heavy cargoes, breaking stones, and transporting building material too heavy from other normal demons to carry.

Family: None, was raised amongst the other common ogres separated from their families.

Occupation: Slave. Breaker. Handed a large hammer with a head nearly the size of a barrel, their job is to break large rocks into smaller chunks.

Hobbies: Smashing things. Eating. Walking and exploring but always forced to be shackled or pulled back into place. Dreams of seeing what's beyond the camp.

Party Role: Tank and damage dealer

Aura:
Strength - Petty
Power - Petty
Control - Weak
Resilience - Petty
Overall - Petty +

Heir to the Maou

So what kind of demon can we play?

Like, is there any common boundaries or types they're separated in?

Tales Of Shizuyama (Far-Eastern Monster Girl RP)

<Snipped quote by Restalaan>

Lol

I'm kosher with that. Though, Alice will think he's coming for revenge.

And, I do wanna clarify, the flame erupted directly behind Alice. Imagine a D&D grid, [Inverse Eruption] occurs in the square behind Alice, while she attacks the square in front of herself as a feint attack.

EDIT: I may be misunderstanding, so extra clarification: [Inverse Rainbow] doesn't create a wave of blood as an attack.

It's a reversed downward cleave at center mass, and the "rainbow" is from the blood that is cast off Carroll as he is swung in an arc from Alice's front to her back through her target.

@Enkryption

Ah right, I'll get to fixing later on.

Tales Of Shizuyama (Far-Eastern Monster Girl RP)

@Enkryption@PaulHaynek

Yea, Gringor be flip-flopping a lot but I figure IC-wise, there's no way he'll let someone injured do their own thing without him joining so he can be in for a fight as well.

Tales Of Shizuyama (Far-Eastern Monster Girl RP)

@Enkryption@AzureKnight@PaulHaynek@Hammerman

Gringor of the Ironhide tribe

Gringor caught sight of the flying blood, his axe going through it before it felt like it was striking iron. Impact going down all the way to the bone marrow before it splattered all over him. Stunning his sensitive nose, able to pick even truffles from underneath the ground, covered in absolute tang and iron scent.

His head caught sight of the fire erupting towards him, and briefly, memories of yesterday event came and this time, Gringor knew what to do.

He'll smash it aside.

A singular and muscular arm flexed itself to the point that veins popped as he swung upwards. Ax head biting deep into the ground, staff bent from the sheer speed.

Then at its apex, a chunk of the ground uprooted directly beneath the flames. Sending it upwards in large gouts, blood pounded headily as Gringor readied himself for the other attack. Waiting like a tiger for the moment where Alice attack descended before he'll initiates his own.

Though all his enthusiasm stopped when she suddenly staggered and vomited green blood. Actual green blood unlike the rainbow-colored he was just splattered in.

Moving forward, he just looked at the suffering Alice until she just left.

Huh.

Heading to the well, dumping water all over himself to clean off the blood. Gringor cracked his neck once, looked at Takeshi, the sisters and rabbit girl before changing his mind once again.

"I'll follow her," With that declaration, Gringor slapped Takeshi in the back and headed out. It'll be a darn waste if one of their members died before seeing the great war.

Approaching her, with or without her consent. He loomed over Alice before thumbing towards a general direction. "So where youz heading?"

Tales Of Shizuyama (Far-Eastern Monster Girl RP)

@Enkryption

To clarify.

Yes

Gringor is indeed attacking and fighting Alice/Caroll.

Honestly, if it wasn't Alice/Caroll, it would've been Takeshi or Nobutada eventually. He was looking for one either ways.

Tales Of Shizuyama (Far-Eastern Monster Girl RP)

@PaulHaynek@Nakushita@Rezod92@Dark Cloud

Skarsneek of the Red Hill

Seeing the commotion, waited a few additional seconds and saw the reaction of the flamboyantly colored warriors.

They moved as one and fired spells in one hand, hinting immediately of their origins as Skarsneek vaguely recalled the division that does that. Immortals, at first, all of them joined in the fight before one broke off and then another.

He expected them to support the rest but instead, held their positions and kept their lookout instead.

Switching targets, Skarsneek burst into a full run. His footsteps nearly muted despite moving at his fastest but Skarsneek knew better that it'll fool them since they had some extra sensory in their arsenal.

So that's why he'll add a little more chaos to the mix, his arms moving in a spinning motion and building momentum with fishnet in hand.

Then leaping off a small rock for extra height, Skarsneek grinned as he threw the net at the thickest of the fighting, hoping to snatch or trap a few of the so-called Immortals for Kerry to quickly capitalize on it.

Meanwhile, he targetted the ones that split off and descending already from his jump. Going deeper, he dove to the ground, rolled and smoothly swung his club towards the knee cap while rising up in one swift motion. The club ringing against the armor like a gong as Skarsneek held nothing back in his blow.

Continuing on, Skarsneek grabbed the other club with his free hand and thrust it forward to the other Immortal. Then he swung the other downwards, continuing in a flurry of blows before splitting off and attacking the other. He had no intention of delaying, Skarsneek planned to bring the two of them down immediately if he can while they still had the initiative.

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Gringor of the Ironhide tribe

Just as they're about to head out, it seems that their mad boy went nuts and started accusing them of their intentions.

"Youz got beat up, so spider lady and rabbit girl patched you up so you can go for another scrap." Gringor bluntly stated as he crossed his arms at that, slightly annoyed at this delay before his eye turning to the sides briefly in thought. "You did win, right?"

@Enkryption

Though at hearing the axe words, that had Gringor tilted his head for a moment before raising his weapon and swinging it down towards her at breakneck speed. The weapon wouldn't cut or kill due to its origin, but it was still enough to take her down.

Whether she dodge, catch or block, it didn't matter. Gringor would continue his attack with no hard feelings about it, almost like greeting someone.

It was a good time too, in Gringor opinion. He needed a warm-up before breakfast.

Tales Of Shizuyama (Far-Eastern Monster Girl RP)

@AzureKnight

Right, on further thinking, Gringor will be joining the sisters and takeshi on Sorae mission.