@ProPro Thanks, I guess? I'm just happy my character was killed in a "respectful" way. But still, even if she had died in a disrespectful way, to me, this RP is a test of everyone's writing skill, and mine simply wasn't good enough.
Equipment: He doesn’t have much in terms of physical protection or weapons. Not like he needs any.
Ornate Dagger: Besides his well-kept apparel that reflects his military nature, Malveil carries a single, hidden dagger he uses to stab the unarmored backs of his enemies.
Abilities: Malveil is a summoner, and names his familiars after chess pieces. His familiars’ fighting skill is indicated by their name, and he can only summon a certain amount of each before he must retreat. He may only summon those who are dead.
There can only be one present user of the Red Blade, and the others who do not make the cut are resigned as foot soldiers of the Silverlocke family’s own private military. Though they are called pawns, the Silverlocke foot soldiers are leagues above that of a run-of-the-mill army. Retaining the brutal training of their younger years, these soldiers can crush the opposition, even if they are outnumbered. However, since they are familiars and not real flesh, they are noticeably weaker than their living counterparts. Of these pawns, he may summon five.
Garrick Silverlocke rides on horseback, an anomaly within the grounded combat of the Silverlocke family, trampling the weak foes he faces beneath the hooves of his horse, and impaling the survivors with his spear. He also carries a massive shield in his off-hand, which deflects stray projectiles and attacks. Even if he is pulled from his horse, he can still fight, albeit disadvantaged due to his lack of training in ground combat. He was killed by his sister, the wielder of the Red Blade.
Some bishops are peaceful, holy men of the cloth. Devoted to their faith, they spread the word of their religion to the masses, and are devoted to their life of nonviolence and peacefulness. Vaga spreads the holy word, and also the brains of his enemies across the dirt. Wielding a brutal mace used to bash bones into bits, and donning a full set of plate armor, he is a merciless dealer of righteous judgement. However, the eldest brother of the Silverlocke family met his demise when he tried to fight back against the wielder of the Red Blade, and perished.
Before they were wiped out, the Silverlocke family had been experimenting with a certain chemical concoction that reacted violently when exposed to fire. Within a short time, they had the idea for a weapon which used a propellant to fire a projectile, with deadly results. Able to pierce any armor made at the time, namely steel or iron plate, the weapon, now known as a rifle, was bestowed upon the youngest brother of the Silverlocke name. He met his demise when his family home was burned to the ground, and he was mercilessly slain by the wielder of the Red Blade.
Not much is known about the queen, since Malveil has never used the piece before. However, rumors insist that he may summon any former wielder of the Red Blade, and whoever he summons is not affected by the hindering effects of a familiar.
Fighting Style: Malveil is a tactical man, and uses his strategical prowess combined with his summoning ability to checkmate his enemies. He will almost never fight by himself, and if he is, he will most likely die.
Personality: Malveil is a calm, collected man. He never panics, he never so much as flinches from his opponents, knowing that brute strength will always be conquered by ruthless strategy and tactics. He maintains a general’s presence even among his familiars, and believes that in a world of chaos and violence, he had climbed to the top to rule all who rest beneath him.
Bio: Malveil Silverlocke is the head of the Silverlocke family. Long ago, when his name carried with it a sense of honor and respect among other warring factions, he personally trained his six children in the ways of war. The training was terrifyingly brutal, and even drove one of the children to flee, never to be seen again. The other five stayed, and were given names after they learned the rudimentaries of war. These five, from the eldest to youngest, were Vaga, Garrick, Saria, Craven, and Alina.
Malveil pitted the five against each other on a regular basis, and did so to discover who would be worthy to don the Silverlocke armor and wield the Red Blade. One day, in a complete accident, Alina drowned in the lake near the Silverlocke stronghold. Though one of his children had perished in the training, Malveil was not shaken by such a tragic event. In fact, he wasn’t surprised at all. “The weak will be whittled out,” he told the others after the incident. And even though the others didn’t notice at the time, Malveil saw the bestial glare within Saria’s eyes before she even knew it was there herself. He knew that if she won the right to the Red Blade, she would do something drastic.
And so, when the fateful day finally came, he escaped his daughter’s wrath by leaving everything behind. Saria, in her blind rage, believed she had killed her father. Malveil didn’t know this, and spent years hiding in remote villages, biding his time by playing his favorite game, chess. For years he spent sharpening his mental fortitude, and one day, he made a wager with a master sorcerer. They would play a game of chess, and if Malveil won, the sorcerer would teach him to use summoning magic. If he lost, the sorcerer would drain the intellect from his mind. Obviously, Malveil won.
With his newfound power, he became a master of summoning familiars and manipulating them with his mind. He used his summoning ability to rebuild his old home, and one day, hopes to restore it to its former glory. However, the Red Blade, the centerpiece of Silverlocke heritage, was still missing. He searched for years, following every trace of the warrior people called the Blood Devil. That is, until he tracked down a member of the Inquisitional College, and forced her to tell him where she was. Apparently, she was in some place far away, facing off against other warriors in a deathmatch. He “convinced” the visitor from the college to take him with her, back to this “City of Echoes.”